Chapter 1089: The Mongs came to worship the camp

There is a blood groove on the body of the knife, and the back of the knife is prismatic, which is far from the Dagan saber, but it is better at cavalry combat. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info

The sword light was raised, and Li Luo's eyebrows were a little white. Li Luo's eyebrows raised, this knife is very sharp, maybe the knight on the horse deliberately demonstrated, this knife is the fastest knife Li Luo has ever seen.

The sword light rose, with a bright red color in the white mang, and a good head rose to the sky and rolled down a few steps in front of Li Luo. All this was so fast that he didn't even have time to blink an eye, and the Mongolian soldier who was still showing off his might never dreamed that this knife would fall on his head, but even if he thought about it, he couldn't dodge it.

"If you don't obey the military order and leave the camp without permission, you should be beheaded." The person who came said in a low and cold voice continued, "Return to the camp immediately, and each person will receive fifty military sticks." ”

The war horse neighed lightly, as fast as lightning, but it was even quieter, and suddenly it was fixed on the spot, and there was no reluctance at all, and it seemed unusually calm.

Li Luo's eyes narrowed slightly, this kind of riding technique to control the war horse has become a transformation realm, and among the shepherd wolves, maybe only Hu Chajing can do it.

The man turned over and dismounted, put his saber into the sheath, ignored the Mongolian soldiers who returned to the barracks with a disgraced face, walked to Li Luo and stood still, and said in a harmonious voice: "Mengju Hu law seals the cold, Dingtian King, fortunately." ”

Li Luo didn't speak, glanced at Hu Lu Feng Han, and then lowered his head to look at the Mongolian soldiers who were in a different place, and then set his eyes on Hu Lu Feng Han's knife.

"Da Gan and my Caohai tribes are about to fight, and the King of Dingtian won't be able to wait."

"I'll wait for you." Li Luo replied lightly, turned around and left.

Hu Lu Feng Han looked at Li Luo's distant back, his fingers moved slightly, but he didn't move, he smiled, turned around and returned to the camp.

This place is not far from the Dagan military camp, but Li Luo walked very hard every step, and Zhu Zhi's body on his shoulder seemed to be heavier than Chongshan, and Li Luo couldn't breathe.

There were several generals in the camp, Guan Yue and Taishu Gu were among them, and the two partial generals stepped forward to take Zhu Zhi's body, Li Luo said softly: "No need, I'll go with him again." ”

The generals' expressions darkened, and they didn't say much, and quietly followed behind Li Luo. As soon as he arrived at the camp gate, an elderly soldier hissed and shouted, "Raise the coffin!" ”

"Raise the coffin!" One voice, all voices responded. In the blink of an eye, a soldier coffin appeared in front of Li Luo's eyes, Li Luo was stunned, and gently put Zhu Zhi on the coffin.

"Send the shepherd wolf Zhu Zhi back to the camp!"

"Welcome the celestial wolf Zhu Zhi back to the camp!" Almost at the same time as the first sound started, the second sound followed, endlessly, melodiously transmitted.

Li Luo coughed lightly, no matter how good the gift of thanking the soldiers is, but this is definitely not what Li Luo wants to see, maybe the only thing Li Luo wants to see is that one day only he will be carried back to the barracks by the generals like this, and he will be crowned a general.

In the crowd, Gu Su Xiaoniang looked at Li Luo quietly, did not step forward, hid back, and then quietly retreated to nowhere.

Within a few days, there were two salutes in a row, which is rare in the Dagansha field. There was a sense of sadness and indignation in the barracks, the sadness of the same Dagan Paoze who died on the battlefield, and the indignation of His Royal Highness Dagan kneeling on the ground for the lives of his siblings.

After returning to the camp, Guan Yue vigorously marched his troops and horses, and the soldiers of each department were counted on the hour, and the military heart was available, and now he was waiting for the general order of Jianbei City.

The Great Tent of the Chinese Army.

Guan Yue dispatched troops and arranged the platoons of each battalion. Now the armies of Dagan and Caohai are only more than ten miles away, and the arrow is on the verge of attacking. All the soldiers were bowed in their hands, and they were saddled immediately, without the slightest slackness.

Li Luo doesn't say much, and occasionally points out, always pointing to the point. Guan Yue was convinced, and his demeanor was even more respectful, only at this moment, the generals above and below the big tent were all the same enemy, regardless of you and me.

Suddenly, there was an urgent report from outside the tent of the generals and soldiers in the army: "Report, prince, general, Mongolian people come to the camp." ”

Guan Yue slapped the table case angrily and shouted: "What a big boldness, what a sight of no one." After that, he looked at Li Luo and waited for Li Luo's order.

Li Luo nodded, motioning for Guan Yue to make his own decision.

"Bring them in." Guan Yue suppressed the anger in his heart and said coldly.

A voice was heard outside the tent: "Bring the Mong to the account." ”

Half a pillar of incense, a group of people walked in outside the tent, only three of them were Mongolian soldiers, one was Hu Lu Fenghan, who had just met Li Luo, and two of them were dressed in black, and they were the Mongolian eagle claw guards that Li Luo had seen in the same city. After these three people, there were four staggering and bloodstained Daganzhong people.

The generals in the tent were stunned and puzzled, and they didn't know what the Mongolian soldiers had in bringing these four people to the camp.

"Meng Ji Hu Lu sealed the cold, come to the camp." Hu Lu Feng Han was neither humble nor arrogant, hugged his fists and saluted, and said loudly.

Guan Yue snorted coldly, his words were murderous, and he said indifferently: "What's the matter? ”

"On the orders of the Mong Khan, I am here to make a promise."

"Rare, I am willing to have a grudge with you as deep as the sea, and what promise should I make for you." Guan Yue sneered.

Hu Lu Feng Han smiled faintly, swept his eyes, looked at Li Luo with a cold and unpredictable expression, and replied clearly: "I should be a Mengji soldier and the Great Ganding Heavenly King." ”

Guan Yue's face was cold, he insulted His Royal Highness Dagan with his front foot, and came to worship the camp with his back foot, and he deceived people too much. The faces of the generals in the tent are not very good-looking, many of them have already held the blades, if Li Luo and Guan Yue signal, they will divide the corpses of the Mongsians.

Hu Lu Feng did not change his face, and said calmly: "The officers and men of my battalion went out of the camp in violation of the order, and they were punished by the laws of the army, but Mobei Caohai did not break his word and gain weight, since the soldiers in my camp had promised the king of Dingtian, regardless of life or death, Meng Ji would definitely do it." These four are the subordinates of the prince who are trapped in Xiu Tongcheng, and I will send them back. The Mongolian Turks act in a clear way between public and private, and there is still some bearing at this point. The prince once had a life-saving grace for me, which can be regarded as repaying the prince's kindness, fighting again on another day, and you and I will fight on the battlefield. ”

The two black-clothed guards divided left and right, let the four people behind them, the generals in the tent didn't recognize it, but Li Luo recognized it, Qian Yi kissed Qian Yi, poor Qihou came to the west, Gou Chen Jin Qu Wei, Zhu Huai Yingfeng, except for the Teng snake Zhu Zhi who had died, but the Gu Eagle Shang Li was gone.

Li Luo got up slowly, looked at Qian Yi and the four of them, and smiled kindly: "It's good to come back." ”

"General." Qian Yi screamed guiltily, pulling the wounds on his body, and cold sweat broke out in pain.

The four of them were covered in blood everywhere, and Hu Lu Fenghan didn't seem to have any intention to hide it, Qian Yi and the others were imprisoned and tortured in the Mongolian camp these days, which was slightly better than the scars on Zhu Zhi's body, but it was not much better.

"Where's Shang Li?"

"General, General Shang is no longer here."