The galloping horses left a trail of smoke and dust on the road, rushing into the Xianbei camp like cannonballs.

"Pass on the king's last order and kill the Micah department!"

"Micah assassination and King Lian! Arrest Micah, violators, no mercy! ”

In the shouting, the entire Xianbei camp was like a flash of thunder, and these fierce wolf-like grassland men grabbed the scimitars beside them and slashed at the same clan on their sides without hesitation.

Bu Dugen took the lead, straddled the horse, his eyes were red, his teeth were crunched, and his dragon-like tiger eyes widened and rushed to the open space in the pass where Mica was resting.

The riot in the camp had already spread to this side, and there were a few sentries standing outside the gate, and when he saw that Budugen was approaching quickly, and was about to stop him, he heard Budugen shout in his mouth: "Micah killed the king of Helian, the king left his life, and there is no forgiveness for killing!" ”

The eastern fall of Lord Micah, killed the king of Helian?

The sentry couldn't turn a corner in his head, Budugen had already rushed to the front, seeing that the sentry was still in front of the horse, Budugen did not hesitate at all, and pulled the reins with his left hand to make the horse turn sideways, and his short right hand suddenly probed down.

Thick fingers grabbed the sentinel's neck, lifting the whole person from horse to and from the ground, and slammed it against the corner of the wall.

Before the rest of the sentries could react, Budugen had already rushed into the pass with men and horses......

Xianbei camp.

Putou sat cross-legged on the ground, his knife lying flat on his lap, sharpened to a bright edge, and his hair was broken. Kebineng still stood straight at his side, his long hair draped over his shoulders to hide the cyan tribal tattoo.

This tattoo means that he is a slave of the Po Tau tribe.

A slave for a day, a slave for life, even if he has become the same tribal chief now, even if there are only a few thousand people who control the strings in Putou today.

Micah sat against the earthen wall of a private house, burped, rubbed his red nose and raised his chin at Putou not far away, and said, "Putou, why are you so worried today, you haven't spoken for half an hour." ”

Pu Tou was thinking about something, and suddenly raised his head and was stunned for a moment, before scratching his nose and saying, "Oh, I'm thinking about what is in the heads of the Han people." ”

Micah touched his smooth forehead and smiled: "Why do you want to do this, there are people on the left and right, what can be different from us, a knife is death, and no amount of etiquette can bring them back to life." ”

Pu Tou smiled dumbly when he heard this, shook his head and said with a smile: "What Lord Dongluo said is good, but people are different from each other, my Xianbei brother is so different, and it is even more different from the Han people. ”

With a chuckle, Putou stretched out his hand to Mica and said, "Lord Dongluo, borrow your wine and drink it." ”

Micah took off the wine bag and threw it to Pu Tou, and said in surprise: "Pu Tou, I remember that you are especially bad at drinking, give, why do you suddenly want to drink today." ”

Pu Tou caught the wine sac and poured it down without hesitation, the liquor entered his throat, Pu Tou screamed comfortably, and then smiled at Mika: "Lord Dongluo, I heard people say that you drink countless drinks before every big war, why is this?" ”

"Because Lao Tzu loves to drink." Micah smiled: "You are right, people are so different from each other, it is much more comfortable to talk to you than your brother, that kid is too arrogant, when he was born, Lao Tzu had already led a thousand horsemen to rush into this pass several times." ”

Micah shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Actually, I'm scared, the more people I kill, the more scared I am, those people don't have hatred for me, but I can live, right." I have to kill them, so that the tribe has food, I kill this, so that Xianbei has more living space, I kill that. But I don't want to kill, so I might as well get drunk. ”

"I once caught a Han man, a businessman, I asked him if he was afraid of death, he said he was afraid, I said I was afraid that you would still come to Xianbei to do business. He laughed and said that life and death are fate. ”

Putou looked at Micah's bulging muscles exposed on the outside of his leather jacket and muttered, "Do you want to do something wrong, so you just get drunk?" ”

After pouring another big sip of liquor, Putou smiled: "There are times in life and sometimes in death." ”

"That's right, this is it." Micah clapped his hands, and then he heard the chaotic sound of the camp in the Guannai, and scolded with a frown: "What are these little cubs arguing about? ”

Pu Tou ignored him, another sip of strong wine, Pu Tou had already drunk a lot, but his eyes became brighter, he smiled and handed the wine bag to Kebineng on the side, and said: "Kebi, you have to remember, never despise your enemies, if we want to defeat the Han people, we must learn from his strengths and make up for our shortcomings." If you want to kill someone, you must first understand who and learn from whom. ”

At this moment, Budugen's roar came from outside the camp gate: "Micah killed King Helian, the king left his will, kill Micah!" ”

Pu Tou stood up, holding a long knife in his hand, the blade of which was smooth and bright.

Mica rubbed his red nose, pulled out a scimitar from behind him, and said expressionlessly, "Helian is dead?" You two are planning this? ”

Pu Tou approached step by step and said, "Helian is dead, and you are the only one left." ”

Miga Yuguang saw the end of the long street in Kannai, Bu Dugen rode a horse and led the crowd to gallop, and his people were at the other end of the long street.

Guarding the place back to the grassland.

There was no one who was about to die, and the half-hundred-year-old man sneered: "It's time to be born." ”

Pu Tou continued: "But there are times when you die. ”

Before Pu Tou's words fell, a loud shout came from his side: "Micana's life is coming!" ”

The young samurai in iron armor jumped up with a long knife in tow, and in an instant, he jumped to Mica and slashed out, threatening to cut Mica close.

Mika was already on guard, and the scimitar made an arc, holding his hands against the back of the knife, and the two knives collided with a muffled sound.

After all, Ke was more capable than him, and Mica was forced against the wall by the knife, and the blade was no more than half a foot away from his neck.

With both hands against the back of the knife, Miga hit out head-on, and stubbornly pressed on Kebineng's forehead, taking advantage of this gap to open Kebineng, and bumped into Kebineng's arms, and hit Kebineng a few steps backwards.

"Death, not today!" Micha roared, "Where are the warriors of the East! ”

With a bang, several shirtless men burst out of the room to block in front of Kebineng, and Micah turned his head and ran towards the other side of the long street.

Kebi can not look at these men, and chase straight in the direction of Mika's escape, several men will cut with their knives, Kebi can block the attack with a long knife, and one person will die when the knife is swung.

Putou also rushed up to help Kebineng.

By this time, Micah's men had already ridden to the front, and fled with Micah to the north gate.

Budugen urged his horse to rush up, and when he lifted up two shirtless men loyal to Micah, he threw them under his horse, and he shouted to Kebinen, "Give me the sword!" Damn, don't delay Lao Tzu to kill people if he is lame, this old bastard, I can't let him run away! ”

Putou waved his hand and said: "Second brother, come down, let Kebi take people to chase and kill Mika, there are still people from Batu outside the city, and Mika can't run." ”

Budugen gave up at this time, stepped on Kebineng's shoulder and dismounted, limped to Putou, pulled out the crossbow arrow on his calf, and smiled at Putou: "Damn, I don't know who it is, I shot it really accurately, and I didn't hurt my muscles and bones at all." ”

Putou said: "This is not good? And even dead? ”

"Dead, a crossbow bolt a hundred steps away, hit the chest, I helped him twist it, and died of exhaustion."

Pu Tou nodded, suddenly thought of something, patted Bu Dugen's shoulder and said, "The analogy you told He Lian today is very good, if you don't sweep a house, why sweep the world." ”

Bu Dugen glanced at Pu Tou, "With an elder brother like you who loves Han culture, my younger brother can naturally say a few words of Chinese." He watched as Kobineng chased after the city gate with hundreds of horse-drawn bows, and then looked back to the south.

Tian pursed his lips, and Bu Dugen said: "Actually, I really think that the Han people are right not to sweep the world if they don't sweep the house, they will take the time to sweep the world to clean the house, so that we can rush to their homes, kill their children, take away their women, and eat up their food..."