"Shut up!"

The old man was furious when he heard Aru's pleading words.

He pointed at Aru and scolded:

"Aru, I think you're the bravest of your brothers, but not reckless, and now it seems that you're the most confused.

Mo said that Anan is a god general, will be the king of the worms, and a foreign race that will never have fellowship with us, even if Ayi'er himself comes here, you can't say such irrational words. ”

The old patriarch turned his hand to the battlefield in front of him, and continued:

"Remember, if the Beidi people, Youyu people, and Yousu people are Wuhu water, then we are medicine killing water, and one day we will gather in the vast West Sea, even if it is those Zhou barbarians in the Guan, it can be regarded as the water of the Chu River, although it does not intersect with us, but it is also a race with the same root and origin in the immortal world.

But the worms, they are the vast sea of sand, the monsters that survive by devouring water, and the alien species that will never intersect with us.

Aru, let me ask you, did Anan ever treat you like an uncle? ”

Looking at his father's panting appearance after speaking, Aru did think about the situation with his nephew. The young man with a soft and unparalleled face looked at himself like an ant.

There were even times when Aru felt like the young man was playing a fun game and commanding himself to fight as he pleased.

But Aru still didn't believe what his father said, after all, Anan was very different from those fish men in the water and the orcs in the desert, after all, among the siblings, Anan's mother was the best with him. He really couldn't imagine that Anan would not think about family affection.

Even, at this time, he felt that his father's prejudice against Anan was caused by Anan's father's massacre of the warriors of his own clan more than ten years ago.

But at this time and that time, as long as Anan succeeds to the throne, then the suffering of the Huaxu people will naturally disappear.

Aru is convinced of this.

Seeing that his favorite son was just silent after listening to what he said, the old patriarch sighed silently and stopped talking.

He only begged for the protection of the Immortal Heaven to make his son wake up as soon as possible, otherwise he really couldn't imagine what kind of situation his people would go under the leadership of Aru when he died.

In today's battle, he also made a show to show the worms, otherwise why didn't he fortify the layers on the way of the Yu coalition army.

The situation on the battlefield was as Aru expected, and under the blows of the cone-shaped battle formations of the Youyu coalition army, the cavalry of the Huaxu people gradually collapsed.

Losing the protection of the cavalry, Hua Xu's foot soldiers also suffered heavy losses under the outflanking of the Yu coalition forces.

As a last resort, the old patriarch had no choice but to order Mingjin to withdraw his troops, so that the soldiers could return to the "city" guard of the Golden Tribe.

For Xiao Jinxing, the will to resist shown by the Huaxu people in today's battle was indeed greatly unexpected by him, he never thought that the Huaxu people would be so fierce and fearless to resist themselves.

Although their resistance is far inferior to the Lianzi people in their own eyes.

Xiao Jinxing hurriedly inspected the battlefield and estimated that there were as many as 10,000 soldiers killed in this battle.

Therefore, the idea that the Huaxu people had surrendered to the worms gradually came to his mind.

Otherwise, the Huaxu people have absolutely no reason to fight to the death against the coalition forces with the same roots, after all, everyone is under the leadership of Dragon City.

And the Huaxu tribe also has eight witches under the Great Witch

The first in the middle is Mo'anwu.

Is Mo'an dead?

Xiao Jinxing's heart gave rise to a sense of foreboding.

On the battlefield today, he actually really wanted to see the Huaxu people negotiate with him under the white flag, so that he could explain the pros and cons to them, so that they would only ally with him and not need to surrender like the Zi people.

After not waiting for what he expected to happen, he also sent people to negotiate outside the Huaxu army's formation, but the negotiators were greeted with bursts of flying arrows and ridicule.

He had looked out over the city, but had not found any of the witches there.

As a last resort, he launched an attack and made the worst option.

But now he realized that the worst thing was not that the two clans fought each other, but that the Huaxu people were very likely to take refuge in the worms.

But what shocked Xiao Jinxing even more was that when Xin'er, who was dressed in military uniform, came to tell him that his aunt was gone, Xiao Jinxing only felt a pain in his heart, and his eyes were dazzled and he almost fainted to the ground.

Finally leaning on the pillar in the tent, Xiao Jinxing stood firm, he looked at Xin'er, who was already crying, and his heart was also extremely sad.

Ayi'er, are you finally leaving?

Although Xiao Jinxing didn't ask Ayi'er, he had deep doubts in his heart, and he never understood why Ayi'er wanted to leave Xin'er when he saw that he was working hard.

After nearly ten years of companionship and nearly ten years of dependence, Xiao Jinxing has already regarded Ayier as his family, and nothing can compare at this time

The loss of his relatives made Xiao Jinxing feel even more depressed, even though he had already prepared.

"Xin'er, my aunt is going back."

"Has my aunt returned to the Huaxu tribe?"

Xin'er wiped a handful of tears when she heard Xiao Jinxing's words, and then choked up and said.

Xiao Jinxing looked at the girl in military uniform in front of him, and when he saw her face being covered with snot and tears and a ridiculous white appearance, he realized that this younger sister who was already able to go into battle and kill was not yet ten years old.

"Did my aunt convince his people not to go to war with us when she returned?

In fact, so many Huaxu people died in the First World War today, I think my aunt must be very sad. ”

Xin'er asked while looking at Xiao Jinxing with expectant eyes.

Xiao Jinxing sighed, he slowly sat down by the fire in the middle of the tent, and said slowly:

"Xin'er, have you heard the story of the Holy Maiden?"

This night, in the tent of the Chinese army of 60,000 troops, Xiao Jinxing told Xin'er a story about the saint.

In Xin's childhood, sometimes out of mind, sometimes sad, sometimes scared, sometimes angry, Xiao Jinxing said a lot.

It wasn't until dawn that the story came to an end. It's just that Xiao Jinxing didn't tell her that Xin'er was also a saint and that the saint could use the spiritual power of animals.

Xin'er didn't cry anymore, she digested Xiao Jinxing's words in a daze, because this was an extremely difficult fact for her to accept.

Growing up with herself, her aunt became a saint on the grassland and a goddess of the worms.

And his brother Xiao Jinxing has been constantly fighting from the east and west since he was sensible, and he did not hesitate to fight with his life, but it was all an effort to save his aunt from returning to the worm people.

These things are too unbelievable and obscure for Xin'er, she has to think about it.

Xiao Jinxing staggered away from the tent, leaving only Xin'er

And by the fire that had long been extinguished, there was a god.

"Brother, in fact, you are also a very poor person.

After doing so much, when you see that you are about to dominate the grassland, you don't know why your aunt went back to the worm people and failed you for so many years of hard work. ”

In the following days, Xiao Jinxing did not send troops to fight, let alone attack the golden tribe of the Huaxu people, as if the battle that day was won by the Huaxu people, and the 60,000 Yu coalition troops just silently camped on the edge of the golden tribe.

In the Golden Tribe, the old patriarch did not send troops out of the "city" to meet the battle, because in the battle that day, the elite of Hua Xu's army was exhausted, and several of the most courageous leaders under his command were killed in battle.

In his opinion, the Huaxu people have been defeated, if it weren't for the secret that the Huaxu people have borne for more than five hundred years, I am afraid that he would have sent people out of the city to surrender to the coalition army.

In the silence, both sides appeared extremely restrained and extremely quiet.

Finally, when the sky was overcast, Xiao Jinxing ordered the whole army to bypass the Huaxu tribe and set off to return east.

But when passing by the heavily guarded Golden Tribe, Xiao Jinxing came to the "city gate" with a thousand heavily armored cavalry, and pointed out to the soldiers at the head of the city that they wanted to see the Huaxu patriarch and Mo'anwu.

Seeing Xiao Jinxing coming, the soldiers at the head of the city did not dare to slack off, and hurriedly went to another place on the city wall to find the old patriarch who was nervously observing the march of the Youyu coalition army around the tribe.

When the old patriarch came to the city with Aru and many other leaders, he saw Xiao Jinxing "outside the city gate" riding a war horse and standing at the forefront of more than a thousand ironclad cavalry, watching him.

"Come, open the gates, and we'll go out and talk with him."

In a mixture of surprise and uproar, the old patriarch walked straight down the city.

"What? Are you all afraid that someone will not succeed? ”

Seeing that only a few of his sons and a few leaders followed him down to the city, the old patriarch stared coldly at the rest of the people and scolded.

Only then did everyone react, looked at each other, and hurriedly followed the patriarch down the city.

After seeing the "city gate" open, and an old man with a gray beard and hair leading many people out of the tribe, Xiao Jinxing smiled slightly, it seems that he did not underestimate the Huaxu people.

"Respected Patriarch Lujia, Xiao Jinxing, the big leader of the Yu Coalition Army, greets you."

Xiao Jinxing immediately said to Shi Li, the patriarch of the Huaxu people, who was about to get closer, but stopped, and was twenty steps away from him.

At the same time, he threw the sword at his waist and the dagger in his sleeve to Xin'er behind him, and took ten steps forward.

A hint of surprise flashed in the old patriarch's eyes, and he saw clearly that the person who came was actually wearing the clothes of the Qin people in the Guannei.

But after a while, he laughed, threw the stick and axe in his hand to Alu, and he walked ten steps away on his horse alone, and stopped face to face with Xiao Jinxing.

"Xiao Datou leads the six tribes of my Xia clan as a Qin person, and he is really a hero."

Xiao Jinxing looked at the old man in front of him who exuded a brave fighting spirit and smiled slightly.

This old man has a red face and a wide face, but between his eyebrows is somewhat similar to Ayi'er, you don't need to think about it to know that this person must have been majestic when he was young.

Moreover, the old man behaved frankly and spoke sincerely, although he said some words praising Xiao Jinxing, but Xiao Jinxing could not hear the slightest element of hypocrisy, and he couldn't help but feel cordial and respectful.

"The old patriarch praised falsely, everyone in the immortal world is an equal people, how can we talk about the Qin people, the Xia people or the Zhou people."

After Xiao Jinxing said that, Lu Jia was stunned, and then he looked a little surprised.