"What for!!" Holmium Da was strong and his temper was even more irritable, and at this moment, he howled angrily, and everyone was silent, and the hounds also shrank their heads and barked. （_――）

"Speak!!" Holma's eyes widened, and another deafening roar.

"Their Lakesh tribe is too much of a bully!!" The scout captain angrily pointed at the four surrounded Laksh people.

"You're from the Rakesh tribe?" Bayinzhuo, one of the five warriors of Cha Na, walked in through the crowd.

With a height of 1.8 meters and a weight of 300 catties, he is strong but not bloated, and his appearance is resolute and cold. Among the five great warriors of Cha Tun, he is known for his wisdom and is also the actual controller of the light cavalry!

The four Raksh stood up with each other's arms, their scimitars clenched in vigilance. One of them quietly looked at Yin Zhuo under the chin, hit his chest with a slightly tentative right fist, and bent down to salute: "Warrior Bayinzhuo, it's an honor to meet you." ”

The popular etiquette, standard Mongolian language, and obvious physiognomy are all typical Mongolian Han people, and at this moment, he directly reported Bayinzhuo's name, which can naturally eliminate unnecessary suspicions.

In fact...... There is no need for them to disguise more, the Iron Horse Tribe is an ancient nomadic people, straightforward, brave, without too many hearts, after seeing the appearance of the four people, they did not have doubts, they can't imagine at all, they ...... It's all fake!!

Bayinzhuo nodded slightly, which was regarded as a return salute. "What just happened?"

"They provoked ...... first" The scout captain immediately spoke, but under Bayinzhuo's fierce gaze, he quickly closed his mouth and slowly lowered his head.

"You say." Bayindra looked at the four Laksh.

The four of them were hesitant at first, but as Holma slowly walked behind them, looking at the shadows in front of them and listening to the heavy breathing, the invisible sense of oppression forced them to give in.

The first one showed a struggling expression, and after a while, he gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, sank his face, and said, "We have seen your leader!" It's the leader of the Suheba beasts. ”

"Where??" The Cha Rang people were agitated and stared at them closely.

"Twenty-five miles north of the base, there is a high-raised stick, and the leader of the Suheba beast is tied to it."

"What?" The excitement that had just risen in the crowd was gone.

"Indeed, what we have seen with our own eyes - () The leader of the Sukhba beast seems to be greatly tortured, covered in blood and dismantled from his head. There are still many vultures hovering in the sky above the big sticks, and there are wild wolves nearby...... The leader of the Suheba beasts wondered if he was still alive...... "The Raksh man in front stumbled a few words.

The atmosphere became oppressive, the snorting panting became heavier and heavier, and the flames of anger shook in everyone's eyes. A gust of wind blew, and patches of grass fell down, revealing their strong bodies and clenched iron fists.

I finally got the news of the leader, but it turned out to be ...... Don't know if you live or die? Tied to a wooden post?

It's an insult! It's an insult to the Cha Rang tribe!

"Let me ask you again, what do you see is really the leader?" Holmium was panting heavily, his round eyes were surging with intense anger, and his muscles bulged like balloons, looking terrifying.

"We swear in the name of the totemic gods."

"It's too much deception!! Come with me!! Holmium roared, grabbed the reins and threw himself onto the horse. The war horse was suddenly forced, neighed and wailed, and was almost pulled over by Holmium, but he felt the anger of his master, and the war horse just stabilized its body and rushed out, four hooves flying, galloping, and rushing to the depths of the grassland with Holmium.

"Ho!!" The rest of the tribesmen turned on their horses, roared hurriedly, and galloped wildly. Some followed Holmium, others rushed to the camp. The flames of anger scorched their sanity, and the impulse they had just suppressed churned again, this moment...... They don't want to wait any longer.

Bayinzhuo was relatively steady, shouting and scolding, trying to control the momentum. It's a trap!! Obvious trap!!

But when the news reaches the camp, when the angry shouts get louder and louder, when the whole camp is thrown into chaos, when the ...... Hundreds of clansmen galloped with blood-red eyes.

All...... None of them can be recovered!!

When the Chakhan tribe was back in chaos, six strong men who had just 'escaped' appeared on the outskirts of the Rakesh tribe. This time, their role changed from 'Lakesh' to 'Cha'an'.

"Take us to meet the leader of Timur!! Take us to meet the Timurid chief!! ”

"We are Chasmu, and we have something important to ask the chief of Timur."

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!!"

"Chief Timur, we have something important to request."

As soon as they approached the camp, the six of them had begun to shout hurriedly, each with anxiety and nervousness on their faces, and they galloped like a hundred thousand in a hurry. The Raksh people on the periphery had noticed the confusion of the Cha Yan people in the distance, and saw that these six people were rushing from the direction of the Cha Yan tribe, and they did not suspect him, so they quickly let him go, and two scouts automatically appeared in front of them and led them to rush towards the camp.

In the center of the tribe, the Golden King's Tent!

Timur sat on the throne with a great saga, young but extraordinary, with falcon-like eyes that were extremely sharp, and slightly pursed lips gave people a kind of majesty without anger.

"Timur chieftain, I am Zhana of the Chayan tribe, and I have just ...... Just ......" The strong man was out of breath, and he was a little out of breath as soon as he said two words.

"Tell me slowly, what's wrong with you guys checking the tribe?"

The strong man inhaled hard, exhaled a long time, and inhaled harder, so that the beating emotions calmed down a little, and then began to describe: "We will go to the base to investigate according to the arrangement of the leader of Bayar." Before he got close to the base, he saw a large wooden stick standing tall in the distance, very high, five or six meters tall. Two people were tied to it, one was the leader of the Sukhba beasts, and the other was Mr. Turlock. We hurried back, reported the news to the leader of Bayar, and ...... And then...... Tribesmen...... They are all clamoring to save people, and the Holmium warriors and Ulhan warriors have already rushed out with their cavalry troops, and they can't control it at all, it's chaos, it's all chaos!! Even the women rushed out with knives. ”

"Oh?" Timur frowned slightly, no wonder he suddenly made a noise, it turned out to be irritated again. "You mean, there's a wooden pillar outside the base with your leader tied to it?"

"Yes!!" The brawny man who called himself Zana nodded affirmatively.

"How far is it from base?"

"Twenty miles...... No...... Thirty miles, about thirty miles or so. ”

"Is there an ambush nearby?"

"Yes! A lot!! We saw a lot of people moving things from afar, that's the kind of ...... That kind of machine-gun-like thing, that's probably an ambush circle! ”

Possible? Hum! That is! Timur snorted coldly in his heart, and said in a deep voice: "You are looking for me, do you want me to help?" ”

"Yes, yes, yes, Timur chief. There were many, many troops, in patches, in black press, and so many machine guns and weapons. My people would pay a heavy price if they rushed through in a hurry, so I would like to ask the leader of Timur to help. ”

Timur fell silent, as did the other Laksh people in the tent.

Help? According to them, a wide net has been opened there, waiting for the Iron Rider tribe to drill in. The Cha Yan tribe rushed over so impulsively, and it was simply in vain.

But...... Don't help...... It doesn't seem appropriate, after all, Timur is the leader of the tribal alliance and is supposed to help the other tribes.

Help, send to death; Don't help, don't be righteous!

Unless you can gather other tribes, make a detailed plan, and then go and save people. It's just that the Cha Tun tribe is now like a wild horse out of control, and it is impossible to pull it back, leaving Timur no time to gather men and make plans.

Timur slowly showed a embarrassed expression, but his heart was actually extremely decisive...... Abandon!! For battles with a win rate of less than 30%, he will never easily intervene, no matter how big the benefits are. What's more, the Cha Tun tribe has always been unruly and difficult to train, even if they help them rescue the Sukhba beast, it is impossible to truly surrender.

It's just that...... It's a pity for this powerful light cavalry unit!

Seeing Timur and the others hesitating, the strong man scratched his ears and cheeks anxiously, and kept grinning. "The leader seems to be ready for a decisive battle, but we hope that you can persuade him again, or stop them all, this battle cannot be fought.

Please, Please, Leader Timur. There were tens of thousands of troops waiting there, machine guns, and bombs, and ...... And also...... Timur chief, only you can save us, please. ”

As he spoke, the six 'Cha Chan people' slammed their knees on the ground and kowtowed vigorously, looking pitiful. It's just that the words that were deliberately exaggerated once again strengthened the determination of the Rakesh higher-ups, and they can't be saved!! Absolutely can't be saved!! Tens of thousands? Machine gun? Bomb? Panic past, it's like death!

One side kowtows, the other hesitates. One side burst into tears, and the other side was silent and indifferent.

Timur was still embarrassed, but he was embarrassed by how to refuse!

"Boss!" Suddenly, a clansman rushed in, struck his right fist on his chest and saluted, and said respectfully: "The leader of Bayar is here." ”

"Huh?" The six strong men hurriedly got up, looked at each other in a panic, and pleaded in a wail: "Leader Timur, we came here secretly, ...... first I said goodbye first......"

"Let's go down." Timur nodded casually.

"Yes, yes, yes." The six strong men hurriedly withdrew, but the moment they left the tent, a grim smile crossed the corner of everyone's mouth.