"Maharaja, this is a rare opportunity. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Zar heard the loud horn sound, he looked at the crossbowmen exposed by Lu Guo, and was a little unwilling.

"Zal, behind the crossbowmen are the elite men of the Lu Kingdom." Zadar saw the bruised Zar, and he pressed Zar's hand, "He's hinting at us, but there's a blade hidden in his sleeve." ”

Zar heard this, and his clenched hand loosened.

The north and south sides of the battle between the two armies gradually pulled away from the dust and moved wantonly towards the east and west. Both armies were retreating, and the spear-wielding foot soldiers were behind the palace.

"General Shang, why did you retreat?" Zuo Li retreated, and there was a huge blood hole on his left hand, and blood was bubbling out.

The silkworm plain silk handkerchief was torn out of the Shang Evil Iron Armor, and he pressed the blood hole in Zuo Li's hand. The blood suddenly stretched out on the silk handkerchief, and his hand touched a shallow warmth and stickiness, which was blood.

"I'm just tempting, now the Chu army has come to the Pudan grassland not far away, but the appearance of the Huangyang tribe is really meaningful!" Shang Xie let go of his hand, the silk handkerchief was already glued to Zuo Li's hand, he shook his head, "The Chu army is here, we can solve the crisis of the Lu country." ”

"What?" When Zuo Li heard Shang Xie's words, he was stunned, and he didn't quite understand the meaning of Shang Xie's words.

Shang Xie didn't answer, and looked at the retreating rear army. He raised his hand heavily, and swept in the direction from which he came.

The soldiers of the Lu State followed, and set up camp thirty miles away from the Huangyang tribe.

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Five days later.

Twenty miles away from Hanyang. The Chu army camped out.

A man stood outside the tent, his sideburns curled in the wind. He was dressed in a purple robe, a wide robe that just mopped the floor, and slightly covered the iron boots of cowhide. Inside the outer robe was only an unoiled leather armour with a narrow cut.

Not far away, a few horses galloped across the wild grassland.

The sound of hooves sounded from afar, and the few people on the horseback were dressed as merchants.

"General, the outpost is dead, and we found their bodies fifty miles away." When the men galloped to the distance of ten paces of the man, they rolled their saddles and fell off their horses, trotted a few steps, knelt down on one knee in front of the man, and spoke hurriedly.

"Dead?" The man sighed lightly, raised his eyebrows again, looked at the person who was the leader and gently tilted his body to the right, and said, "Are you injured?" ”

"When I met an enemy spy, I was identified, and I broke a rib in a small one." The man's eyebrows were lowered, and he didn't dare to look at the man's face.

"If you break a rib, you can still ride back." The man smiled, looked down at the prostrated man, and asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Little Feng Shuang." When the man heard this, he was overjoyed, and a smile had not yet bloomed on his tense face.

"Feng Shuang, you go to the forty-second column to report, and be a charging cavalry." The man looked up, holding the sword in his right hand, "You have been identified, you should go and kill the enemy." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the prostrate listened. His heart sank, from joy to sadness, his face turned pale, and he said resignedly, "It's the general."

"Let's go down." The man in leather armor waved weakly at several people. He pulled out the heavy sword from his waist and pressed his hands together on the handle.

"Yes, General." Several people slumped away, and when they turned around to peek with their peripheral vision, the man had already closed his eyes.

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At the same time.

Huangyang Tribal Division.

A prairie man was busy changing his clothes and armor, and his appearance was unusually delicate, not at all like a rugged prairie man.

In front of him, Zadar sat on a chair cushioned with wolf skin, his eyes squinting at him, "Qiongger, we warriors of the Pudan grassland, you must hand over that cow skin to the Chu army." ”

When Qiong Geer heard this, he gently held the cow leather in his robe, his face was solemn, he pulled out his silver dagger and pushed it forward, kneeling down on one knee, "I have the blood and flesh of the Wuji Yeti clan on my body, I will never let my ancestors be ashamed, and the men of the grassland are not afraid of death." ”

When Zadar heard Qiongger's words, his slanted gaze curled up, and his eyebrows furrowed, "Qiongger, the man of the grassland." I want you to successfully complete this mission and hand over Niu Ge to Chu Jun, so that they don't get suspicious, do you understand what I mean? ”

His voice grew colder, and Qiong Ge took back Zhan Yin's dagger, stood up, and looked directly into Zadar's majestic eyes, "Maharaja, this is the attitude I gave you, and I am proud of the glory of my ancestors, and I will complete this mission. ”

"Good, good, good." Zadar patted his chair and stood up, strode to Qiongger's side, stretched out his left hand and patted the other party on the shoulder, "I'll wait for you to come back and reward you with a thousand slaves." ”

"Xie Dajun." When Qiongger heard this, he clenched his left hand into a fist against his chest, and roared with a slight bow.

The words were interrupted, and Qiongger slowly stepped back. Then he turned around and lifted the sheepskin curtain under the watchful eyes of the people in the tent, and mounted his horse and headed east.

As soon as Qiongger was gone, Zadar's gaze shifted from the back of Zar, where stood a man of the mountain ghost tribe dressed in white, who was coughing vigorously and his face flushed unhealthily.

"Mr. Xuanliu, do you have some?" Zadar asked the man in a calm tone.

"Xie Dajun cares, it's a lot better." Xuanliu replied politely, glancing at Zal in front of him.

"Then sir, do you think the Chu army is coming to help?" Zadar returned to his wolfskin chair and spread his feet.

"The Great King thinks that the Chu State is the country of tigers and wolves, I don't know why the King of Chu thinks the Huangyang tribe is?" Faced with Zadar's question, Xuanliu asked rhetorically, and he saw the wrinkles piling up on the side of Zhal's face in front of him.

Unconsciously, he sighed in his heart. He is a man from the upper city, a mountain ghost clan, not a man from this grassland.

After hearing this, Zadar's eyes gradually became cold, and he looked towards Xuanliu and said to Xuanliu, "What does that gentleman think I am from this Huangyang tribe?" ”

The words were cold, and when Zar heard it, he didn't wait for Xuanliu to speak, he moved his body and blocked Xuanlu completely, "Dajun, if you want to blame my people's rudeness, you can blame me." ”

"Hah... Hah..."

Zadar laughed a few times, and his cold eyes turned to move, as if winter had gone to spring, "Zal, my Aha, I don't blame him, I just want to know what he thinks." ”

"It's also a division of tigers and wolves." Xuanliu took a step to the side and revealed himself. He straightened his waist and replied neither humbly nor arrogantly, "The Chu State and the Huangyang tribe have a relationship of mutual use, and each has its own interests. But what the prince calculated, the king of Chu had already thought that the million-strong master in his hands made him more confident than you, the king. ”