In the camp of Van Jia, although more than a dozen barbarians have not woken up from a hangover, they have lived on the grassland all the year round, and they have an unusually keen sense of danger.

The two hundred barbarian warriors who stayed in the camp didn't even resist much, and they were killed by Wang Hai with men and horses.

The corpse of a barbarian warrior was dragged to a place by these Huangji soldiers and poured butter on fire, and in the raging fire, the heat wave brought by these barbarians completely woke up their alcohol.

"Why are the people of the Imperial Pole Kingdom here?" ......a barbarian pulled out the knife at his waist, but before he could do anything, a sharp arrow that broke through the air shot directly through his throat, and the war knife in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter, his hands clasped around his neck, staring forward with a dead eye, and his burly body fell to the ground with a bang.

The remaining barbarians saw that the camp had been completely controlled by the Huangji Army, and then looked at the fate of their companions, one by one, they were silent, not everyone could see death as home, and more than a dozen barbarian Huangji Army soldiers pushed and gathered in one place and walked outside the camp.

In the distance, thousands of horses galloped, and the two groups of people and horses were intertwined, and it was not real to see, but the sound of fighting gradually weakened.

Even if the morale of the barbarian warriors reached its peak under the encouragement of Van Ga, the number of people running around in one night was far less than that of the enemy, and it was already the end of the crossbow.

Fanjia tirelessly waved the thistle in his hand, every time he swung, several enemies fell off his horse, although he didn't know the weight of the thistle, but just look at the wind when the thistle was waved, he knew that this weapon was definitely not light.

It's just that no matter how brave Van Jia is, the warriors who follow him are getting fewer and fewer, until the last charge, and the last cronies around him are dragged off their horses and trampled beyond recognition by the hooves of galloping horses in an instant.

Van Jia gasped violently, looking at the enemy who had surrounded him in front of him, two arrows were stuck upside down in his chest, and the leather armor on his body had become fragments, and the deep wounds that could be seen were shocking under the morning sun.

Hundreds of corpses fell to the ground on the ground, blood staining the ground red, silently telling the severity of this small battle.

Fan Jia raised his head, looked at Jiang Weak, who was under the escort of Yeluqi, and joined Wang Hai, and suddenly tore off the remaining leather armor on his body, slowly wiped his iron thistle, and looked at Jiang Weak's gaze like a wild wolf that chose people to devour, and whispered in a low and hoarse voice: "You Huangji people will only use this kind of conspiracy?"

Jiang Wan was slightly stunned when he heard this, it seemed that he was the one who provoked trouble first, and frowned: "Although I don't know what grudges you and I have, but according to the news collected by Jiang Mou in the grassland, the Fanjia tribe came here this time, I'm afraid it's for my horse city." ”

Fan Jia looked at Jiang Liang silently, he was indeed invited to come, but the action has not yet begun, and the two thousand tribes he brought are now gone, thinking of this, he feels extremely aggrieved in his heart.

"It's you who want to do it, now that your skills are not as good as others, you have been destroyed, but you blame me for being cunning, Jiang has always thought that the men on the grassland are all bloody warriors, but when I saw it today, it made Jiang a big disappointment!" Jiang Qiao sneered.

Fanjia only felt a blockage in his chest, raised the iron thistle terrestris in his hand, pointed at Jiang Wan and said sharply: "Don't talk nonsense, the people of the Imperial Pole Country, dare to fight with me." ”

Jiang Wan frowned slightly, in the case of an absolute advantage, he absolutely did not approve of this kind of thing, looking at Fanjia who was standing alone in the wilderness, Jiang Qiao snorted coldly, slowly raised his arm, and the archers behind him quickly bent their bows and arrows, and hundreds of arrow clusters locked Nafanga.

"What?" Van Jia laughed sarcastically: "It turns out that the people of the Imperial Pole Country are nothing more than this, they can only fight with despicable tricks, but there is no warrior who can fight our barbarian sons head-on?"

Having said that, Fanjia couldn't help but feel a touch of bitterness in his heart, in fact, he was the same as Jiang Weak, he could fight in a group, and he would never fight alone, but now his skills are not as good as others, and the tired tribal elite is wiped out, and now he is alone, and what he can do now is only to kill one by one, and he can only use this kind of means that he absolutely disdains to use in the past to save some face.

"Lord, the last general will fight!" Wang Hai's eyes flashed with fierce light, and he rode out of his horse and bowed his hand to Jiang Qiao.

"Are you sure?" Jiang Wan raised his right arm without putting it down, and looked at Wang Haidao with a frown: "This person is already determined to live and die, I'm afraid he will not hesitate to exchange his life for his life!"

"Don't worry, my lord, even if we die, we can't let these rabbits underestimate us!" Wang Hai straightened his chest and said loudly.

"Okay, a nice win. Jiang Wan turned his head, glanced at the group of barbarians who were escorted to the camp by Wang Hai, and said coldly.

"Oh!" Wang Hai agreed, slapped his horse and danced his knife out, but before the person arrived, the war knife in his hand had already been rounded and slashed towards the head of Van Jia.

Seeing this, although Fanjia regretted that he couldn't provoke Jiang Weak, he was able to kill a fierce general of the other party, and he could be regarded as having a back, roared, ignored Wang Hai's war knife at all, and used all his strength to round the iron thistle and smash it towards Wang Hai.

Jiang Wan's eyes suddenly turned cold, a terrifying murderous intent flashed in his eyes, and his raised right hand was clenched into a fist, if Wang Hai really had three strengths and two shortcomings, Jiang Huang would definitely break Na Fanjia's corpse into ten thousand pieces.

The confrontation between life and death, in fact, there are no cumbersome changes, on the battlefield, the emphasis is on a fatal blow, under the nervous gaze of a crowd, but seeing Wang Hai on horseback a short body, the war knife in his hand swept over the throat of Van Jia, and the iron thistle immediately smashed over, smashed Wang Hai's knife alive, wiped the war armor on Wang Hai's back, and smashed it on the buttocks of the war horse.

"Sigh Rule~"

The war horse that rushed forward suddenly stood up, two retreated and lived this section, the front hooves fluttered painfully, and the head of Van Jia rose to the sky with a column of blood, Wang Hai spit out a mouthful of blood, taking advantage of the moment when the war horse landed.

A tumbling rolled off his horse, stood up with his sword, gasped fiercely, stepped forward to pick up the head of the Van Ga, turned in the direction of the Van Ga camp, raised the head high, and let out a roar.

"Roar~" Behind Jiang Qiao, many soldiers roared excitedly waving their weapons when they saw this, but looking at the barbarians, they were all pale and looked at Wang Hai in horror.

Jiang Qiao's eyes suddenly lit up, at this moment, Wang Hai had a fierce momentum that he had not had before, although Wang Hai was powerful before, but he was just an ordinary general with great strength, courage, and some means.

But at this moment, Jiang Liang felt a sense of oppression from Wang Hai, it was a kind of breath that belonged to the strong, although it was very weak, but at this moment, Wang Hai, both in his heart and in strength, had been transformed.

"Okay!" Jiang Miao couldn't help but exclaim, then turned his head to look at the barbarians, and sneered: "I don't know why you are invited here this time?"

"My lord, we don't know that Na Van Jia wants to deal with you, this is none of our business at all, we are here, we are just trading with Na Van Ga, and we definitely have no idea of being an enemy of your lord!"

As soon as he said it, the others also responded one after another, originally this matter had nothing to do with them, but now they have suffered an unwarranted disaster, and the most important thing is that these Huangji people in front of them are too ferocious, they kill people in the camp, they don't ask, they kill people directly.

In addition to them, even the guards they brought were killed, and at this moment, seeing that the warriors who were a few of the barbarian clans, Fanjia had been killed, they really didn't want to conflict with Jiang Weak.

"That'......" Jiang Qiao jumped off the horse and asked casually, "How do you tell me to believe?"

"My lord, we can swear to the wolf god!" said a barbarian with a solemn face, holding up the wolf tooth necklace in his hand.

The barbarians believe in wolves, but unlike other places that worship gods, their attitude towards the gods is to kill! Adult barbarians can only be regarded as real warriors if they hunt a wolf with their own hands, not only them, but also the entire grassland, being able to wear wolf tooth ornaments is a symbol of dignity.

"Don't be so solemn, I believe you have no intention of being my enemy. Jiang Liang patted the other party's shoulder: "Please come in, it just so happens that I also have something to discuss with you barbarians, since you are all here, then I don't have to invite you." ”

Seeing Jiang Qiao go straight into the big tent, the barbarians looked at each other, not knowing whether to follow up or not.

"Huh?" Wang Hai saw that everyone was not moving, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and his right hand slowly held the hilt of the knife.

Well, it seems that I can't go in if I can't do it.

The barbarians could only consider themselves unlucky, obediently followed behind Jiang Qiao, and did their best to put the speed to the slowest and walked towards the original Van Jia's handsome tent.

In the originally spacious tent, it seemed to be shrouded in a layer of clouds at this moment, Jiang Weak sat on the bed of the barbarian who originally belonged to Fanjia, and there was still uneaten wine and meat on the table, Jiang Weak did not dislike it, grabbed a piece of roast mutton, and chewed it in a big mouthful.

From last night to now, although he did not personally participate in the battle, he has always been in the middle of the command, not only has he not slept all night, but he has not touched a drop of water, even if the meat has been cold, Jiang Qiao also eats with relish.

Swallowing the meat in his mouth with a sip of wine, Jiang Qiao looked at Yeluqi and Wang Hai who followed up and said with a smile: "Ask the soldiers to eat in batches, this Fanjia tribe has a thick background." ”

For the dozen or so tribal leaders, Jiang Qiao didn't look at it, and threw two leg of mutton to Yeluqi and Wang Hai respectively and said with a smile: "You did a good job today." ”

"Thank you, Lord. Yeluqi and Wang Hai took the leg of mutton, and they were not hypocritical, and they ate it directly.

A group of barbarians were silent, and the cloud-like aura shrouded in the handsome tent, looking at Jiang Weak holding the meat with relish, many people felt a little hungry in their stomachs, but at this moment, no one dared to speak, and they watched Jiang Weak and the three of them feast on their mouths, swallowing saliva involuntarily.

"Lord, the corpses have been burned, and the warriors of my tribe are hunting down the remnants of the Vanga tribe. After a full quarter of an hour, he dug bald and walked in, walked in with a cold air, and bowed to Jiang Qiao.

"It's a good job, since Fanga is dead, I'm afraid his tribe will also disperse, this is an internal matter of your barbarians, what to do, watch and do it yourself. Jiang Wan finally ate half full, patted his stomach with satisfaction, raised the wine bowl and took a sip, and said lightly.

"Wow!" he bowed respectfully to Jiang Weak, his eyes flashed with irrepressible joy, and he bowed and retreated.

It wasn't until he left that Jiang Wan looked at the barbarians: "Everyone, sit down, my Imperial Polar Country is a country of etiquette, as long as we are friends, we will treat each other with courtesy." ”

Although many barbarians nodded respectfully, they were full of slander in their hearts, letting them watch Jiang Qiao and the three of them eat for a long time, but they could only watch dryly, even on the grassland, there is no such hospitality, this is also called the state of etiquette?

But no one dares to say this, not to mention that now people are swords and I am fish and meat, these barbarian tribes are scattered tribes of the Danhan Mountain generation.

Seeing that no one answered, Jiang Qiao didn't care, leaned lazily on the barbarian bed, and looked at everyone: "The bald tribe originally belonged to Aguli, which I believe everyone is familiar with." ”

The barbarians looked at Jiang Wan suspiciously, not understanding why they suddenly said this.

"As far as I know, during the Agul period, his tribe had a population of only 500 at the beginning, and there were not many cattle and sheep, and they survived in the area of Danhan Mountain, and many herders and cattle would starve to death every winter. ”

Jiang Wan looked at the group of barbarians and smiled as if chatting: "But now, even if Aguli is killed with bad intentions, a large number of the tribe elites have died, and the bald will replace Aguli as a barbarian."

His tribe still has 6,000 people, even if Na Vanga looks down on him? In terms of strength, as long as it is not long, three years, two years, or even shorter, his tribe will soon regain its strength under the condition of trading with our horse city, do you know why?"

The barbarians looked at Jiang Weak suspiciously, not understanding what Jiang Weak wanted to say, a middle-aged barbarian hesitated for a moment and then bowed down and said, "It's because the barbarians are loyal to the adults and have the support of the adults......

"Wrong!" Jiang Wan shook his head: "I have never accepted his allegiance, what I have done is to communicate with the bald tribes, and use their cattle, sheep, war horses and even populations in exchange for brocade, grain and salt, that's all, I have no intention of interfering in the affairs of the grassland, I am an official of the Imperial Pole Kingdom, not a barbarian of your grassland, there is no need to meddle in the disputes within your grassland." ”

Some smart people already vaguely know what Jiang Wan wants to do.

"In the same way, you are all people who live on the grassland, I think you should know better than me, in winter, the cattle will freeze to death, you don't have enough food to survive the winter, you don't have cloth to cover the cold, people may also freeze to death, as long as everyone is willing to trade with my horse city, I can guarantee that your tribe will have fewer and fewer such things in the future. ”

Jiang Wan smiled: "I'm a person, I like to make friends, a prairie man, a person with a lot of true temperament, I am also willing to make friends with you, but I don't know if you are willing to make me a friend?"

A group of tribal barbarians fell silent when they heard this, what Jiang Qiao said was very tempting, whether it was Aguli before or now digging bald, it was a good proof, but they were barbarians after all, and they had never thought about doing business before.

Looking at the group of barbarians who didn't speak, Jiang Wan shook his head and smiled: "Of course, make friends, it's important to make friends, if you don't want to, Jiang will not force it, you can leave." ”

When the barbarians heard this, their eyes lit up, they came this time to make friends with Fanjia, and now that Fanjia is dead, they have made friends with Jiang Weak, maybe one day the barbarians and the Huangji people will go to war, and they will have to suffer first.

At that moment, a young barbarian immediately stood up and bowed down and said, "I am very willing to make friends with adults, but I am not alone in the tribe, so I need to go back to the tribe to discuss this matter with everyone." ”

Jiang Miao spread his hands and nodded, "Reasonable, Ali, send this barbarian on the road." ”

"Wow!" Wang Hai nodded, strode up to the surprised barbarian, and without waiting for the barbarian to speak, he drew the war knife at his waist expressionlessly, and cut off his head with a knife under the barbarian's horrified gaze.

The smell of blood spread in the handsome tent, Jiang Wan wiped the blood splashed on his face, shook his head and said: "In this world, it is either a friend or an enemy, since you can't be a friend, Jiang Mou has never been soft on enemies, everyone, if you want to leave, leave as soon as possible." ”

A group of barbarians looked at the headless corpse that fell to the ground, and the head still had a look of anger and unwillingness on his face at the moment, at this moment, how could anyone dare to say it and leave.

In the end, the middle-aged barbarian who still spoke before bowed to Jiang Weak, bowed and said, "I am willing to make friends with adults, and I am also willing to communicate with adults." ”

Jiang Wan nodded with satisfaction, pointed to the corpse on the ground and said: "Yes, there is an old saying in our middle school, the one who knows the times is Junjie, and his tribe is yours. ”

"Lord Xie!" the middle-aged barbarian took a deep breath, suppressed the joy in his heart, and bowed down.

"My lord, I hope that my tribe will allow me to communicate with Macheng. Seeing that the middle-aged barbarians were benefiting, the others suddenly couldn't sit still, and they asked Jiang Weak for trade, or they were really moved by interests, or they wanted to get through the tricks, anyway, out of this big camp, the huge prairie, could it be that Jiang Weak really dared to lead his troops into the depths alone?

"It's a headache. Jiang Wan rubbed his eyebrows, stretched out his hand and pressed it weakly, and the barbarians were suddenly silent.

"This official does like to make friends, but ......" Jiang Wan looked at everyone and said with a smile: "There are not many friends, but sincerity, you have seen the sincerity of this official, but is your sincerity...... The official has not seen it. ”

"Please show me. The barbarians hurriedly bowed, and their attitudes were surprisingly unanimous.

"Good. Jiang Wan nodded and said: "In the green forests of our Central Plains, if you want to join the house, you need to vote for your name." ”