"Right...... Right. Lou Yiming said, "The most famous horse ...... in Jinzhou Ma Yanling and Ma ...... Ma Yuhan, it turned out to be ...... is with Mao Yangyang, both surnamed Mao. ”

Wang Ziqing suddenly asked, "Could it be that they poisoned me?"

Everyone looked at him with an idiotic expression.

......

Sixty-four flags hunted in the wind, gradually dispelling the fear of the Fu soldiers, but they were still silent. The traces on the ground were cleaned up in an instant, and the pit was dug to put firewood and stones to frame the pot, and cold water was poured into the pot, making a sizzling sound. In ancient times, most of the marching cooking was porridge, plus some wild vegetables picked nearby, although it was bland and tasteless, but it was hard to eat salt soup in the wild. The war horse was cut in half and put on the fire with a spear, the billowing smoke dissipated, and the smell of barbecue lingered, and the staggered chips finally calmed down the Fu soldiers completely.

The Banner King is the king of Duanguo, and he has the largest number of people, so he naturally regards himself as the leader of this operation, and he doesn't care about the four clans at all. The elites of the other four clans are looking forward to the horse with the heart of a witch horse, and although there is no contradiction between them, they rarely communicate. The King of Banners set up a wooden table in the middle, in which a group of generals and distinguished guests of the four clans sit, and other Fu soldiers sat on the ground on the periphery.

Facing the wine jar and roast horse legs, Wang Ziqing and Cheng Jingzhi were a little difficult, Wu Ma Xin and Long Yi were younger brothers and sisters, but now one is the leader of the four clans, and the other is the patriarch of Congge, the rules can't be broken, how should this wine be drunk?

Wu Ma didn't think about it so much, he picked up the wine jar and was about to pour wine, Cheng Jingzhi hurriedly picked up the wine bowl and stopped: "Xiao Wu, you are now the leader of the four clans, and there are so many people watching next to you, you must pay attention to your identity and influence." ”

"Haha. Wu Ma Xin smiled, "Fourth, how can you be pedantic by them, we are brothers, you have been my brother all your life, how can you be so exquisite." ”

"This ......" Cheng Jingzhi and Wang Ziqing glanced at each other, a little at a loss. After all, they had been in the clan for a long time, and the elders and Dharma protectors had told them too many rules, unlike the idle clouds and wild cranes in the Kuikui Valley.

Lou Yiming looked at the two tangled people, took the lead in picking up the wine glass, and said with a wicked smile: "I don't have a ...... here There are no rules, come, give three ...... first The third brother poured up. ”

"Good. Wu Ma's heart suddenly brightened.

"I'll come. Long Yiyi snatched the wine jar from Wu Maxin's hand and said, "It should be that my brother and sister should pour you wine." ”

"Good. Lou Yiming's eyes lit up, "Brother...... Why can't you drink the wine poured by my brother and sister...... Don't go up, haha. ”

Cheng Jingzhi and Wang Ziqing blushed, and hurriedly put down the wine bowl and let Wu Ma Xin and Long Yi pour the wine. Everyone has a common problem, your brother has changed, you are unhappy, you want to find the tacit understanding you once had, and when your brother returns, you are worried, always worried about the current rules.

Ye Zhangfan's eyes have never left Wu Ma's heart, this Wu Ma family seems to be different from the previous ones, a little more considerate and gentle, a little less domineering, could it be because he grew up in the village?

Wang Ziqing and the others were in a good mood, everyone took turns to toast, and after the three rounds, they were still not drunk, and they couldn't help but think of Ma Weiliang, hearing that he was the grandson of the patriarch of Congge, and he flew away with his sweetheart, and couldn't help but sigh. I don't know where he is now, whether he still has a grudge against Wu Ma, a brother, it's a good thing not to meet on the Fighting Beast Mountain, otherwise it must be a dilemma.

In the evening, the sunset reflects the earth, the glow is inclined and heavy, the eight peaks are reflected in the twilight, the peak condenses the colorful glow, endures for a long time, if it is not for the narrow road, it is an excellent beauty.

Countless red bright spots roamed around the camp, mixed with "howling" sounds, presumably the wild dogs of the dog castle waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack. Those who are good at the formation do not fight, and the flag formation of the flag king is exquisite and impeccable, and there is no gap to take advantage of.

After the five flavors of the dish, the flag king raised his glass and said: "Brothers, tomorrow is a tough battle, and it will be difficult to sleep peacefully today. The order will go down, and set off tomorrow, the camp will not be collected, the pot will not be moved, and on the day of triumph, come here again to celebrate!"

The elites of the four clans raised their glasses, and the generals cheered vigorously, and at sunset, all the people slowly dispersed, and the patrolling Fu soldiers shuttled between the tents, surrounded by iron horses.

Wu Ma Xin and Long Yi were walking in the camp, and the Banner King was also sleepless at night, walking with a few cronies to patrol, and when the two met, they nodded to each other, and there was no more communication. Most of the tents were whispering or silent, only the snoring in the tent of the sand shark was like thunder, and those who had the ability really slept soundly.

There was a rustling sound in the grass, and a large mouse poked its head out, and Long Yiyi suddenly stopped, his face turning pale.

"Aren't you afraid of rats?" Wu Maxin snickered, putting his hand on her shoulder to make her relax.

Long Yi's eyes were still frightened, and he whispered, "It's not this, it's because I heard what they said." ”

Wu Ma was stunned for a moment and asked, "You can also understand the language of rats?"

"I don't understand. "But Ma Weiliang once taught me a few words, and I just heard them seem to say things like 'eat' and 'heart'." ”

"You mean?" Wu Ma was taken aback, and hurriedly ran a few steps to stop the Banner King.

"What's the matter, is there anything urgent?" the Banner King greeted with a fee.

Wu Ma Xin had already lost his respects, and said bluntly: "Lord Qiwang, there are mice!"

"Ahh

Seeing their reaction like this, Wu Ma instantly understood a little in his heart, and couldn't help but be a little ashamed, and explained: "Lord Qiwang, I met a few rats just now, and they were actually discussing sneaking up on us, saying that they were going to eat our hearts. ”

The Banner King tried to hold back a smile and said solemnly: "Wu Ma Shaoxia, do you mean that someone who understands the language of rats and eavesdrops on their plans will even eat our hearts?"

"Exactly. ”

"Poof. Quan Guangri finally couldn't help laughing, but immediately held back under the fierce eyes of the flag king, and bit his lower lip with his upper teeth.

"Well, okay, please rest assured, I'll let everyone strengthen their vigilance. The Banner King still replied with a serious face.

"Uh, okay. Wu Ma Xin knew that the flag king was completely perfunctory, so he had no choice but to arch his hand helplessly and walk out. He listened carefully to the movement behind him with every step he took, and sure enough, after a few dozen steps, there was a loud laugh, but then he was stopped and returned to calm, leaving only the sound of a rat rustling.

Wu Ma Xin grabbed Long Yiyi, who wanted to turn his face, and shook his head, just asking Wang Ziqing and Cheng Jingzhi to inform the people of the four clans to strengthen their vigilance.

Nan Tianri was cautious, and said to the banner king: "Rat Village is the eighth peak of Fighting Beast Mountain, and rats are nocturnal animals, clever and cunning, and there is indeed a possibility of sneak attack." ”

The Banner King smiled without saying a word, and Quan Guangri said with a smile on the side: "How could Lord Banner King not think that he had already instructed the Flag Bearer to deliberately expose his flaws, get out of the way, and let these guys enter the net." After that, Quanguang Rixiang pointed to the corner of the temple, and Nantian Ritachi's eyes lit up, and he said happily and convincingly: "The flag king is wise." ”

At the end of the day, the sky began to shine, and the belly of the fish appeared white, gradually turning from white to yellow and then to red, but the camp was calm, and the envisaged situation did not appear. Wu Ma Xin sat cross-legged on the ground, his heart could not be settled, the rats of the Rat Village must have entered the camp, but what was the reason for such silence?

Long Yiyi was still asleep, Wu Ma Xin pulled her quilt up, turned and walked out of the tent. Through the faint light of the sky, Wu Ma Xin probed the surroundings, and countless black and blue bright spots flashed with strange light. The moment he opened the eye of the ghost, Wu Ma's heart was terrified, the corner was densely covered with spider silk, the ground was stacked with thick mouse bones, and in the web, a giant spider with eight eyes was lying still, and he even saw eight stunned himself in his eyes.

The flag king is really not simple.

......

At that time, the dull and distant bell rang at the same time, ringing to curb the clouds, followed by the chaotic footsteps, the sound of weapons and armor colliding with each other, and the flag army had been lined up, and it was mighty. All the people of the four clans also came out of the camp tent in a huff, babbling and cooing, complaining that they got up too early and disturbed the sweet dream of Huangliang.

The Banner King walked out of the tent and gestured to the witch horse's heart, with a smug look on his face. Wu Ma Xin nodded, also casting an approving gaze.

Fighting Beast Mountain is in the heart of the desert, and the only access road is paved with stone slabs, and the windproof poplars are planted on both sides. The sand waves surged forward, making a "rustling" sound and hitting the trunks of the trees, and the whirlwind in the distance rolled up the yellow sand and spun around the desert. The path is not wide, and only seven or eight people can walk side by side, which is a taboo on the march. Every cow roar was in danger, and everyone cheered up.

A wild dog with ginger fur appeared in the middle of the road, with black-brown and white markings, a thick tail as low as a wolf, and a low whimper with its tongue licking its fangs.

There is only one?

Walking in the forefront, the Fu soldier stretched out his bow and arrows, and a bright light sank into the stone slab, and the wild dogs fled in panic. Repeated several times, it was the same old dog, and the whimper in his mouth became shorter and shorter. Fu Bing was proud, livestock are animals, what big waves can be stirred.

The old dog reappeared, no longer whimpering, and his eyes glowing a terrifying red.

"Who to scare? Fu Bing took an arrow from the quiver and pressed it to the string, drew the hard bow, and the arrow flew out of the string at a rapid pace.

The old dog did not dodge this time, but jumped up and grabbed the arrow, spit it on the ground, and made a "howl" sound. The desert suddenly boiled like a boiling pot, opening into swirling sand pits, and countless wild dogs flew out of the sand pits, volleyed over the poplar trees, and brought up yellow sand to fascinate the eyes of the Fu soldiers, biting their throats.