Less than a cup of tea, dozens of Hun cavalry finally appeared three hundred meters away from Lijia Village, waving their horse forks, bows and arrows, and rusty bronze scimitars, and let out a howl, for fear that others would not know that they were coming.

There was already a sentry in front of Mo Chen who told him about it, listening to the sentry's description, even if Mo Chen was a historical idiot, he knew that it was the Huns, but dozens of Huns actually dared to run to the territory of Zhao State, and they were so arrogant and domineering, which made Mo Chen very puzzled, could it be that the officers and soldiers of this Pu County couldn't eat dry food?

Mo Chen pondered for a while, and then said: "Order, the soldiers of each department near the entrance of the village are hidden, let those Hun cavalry in, I want to see these Hun cavalry." ”

With Mo Chen's order, the soldiers near the entrance of the village hid one after another, but most of the people's choice was to climb on the roof and lie on the roof, they also wanted to see what these Huns who were different from the Central Plains looked like.

As for the soldiers who were cooking, as well as the soldiers with bowls, Mo Chen did not let them hide, he was already the center of the village, and when the Huns came in, it was impossible to run out, so there was no need to hide anything.

Huyan Lanluo took the clan to carnival, rushed into Lijia Village first, looked into the house from the outside and didn't see anyone, and immediately rode his horse and rushed in the direction of the smoke rising, he was sure that this must be some kind of banquet being held in this village, after all, this is not a strange thing, their tribe often does that.

A seemingly seventeen or eighteen-year-old Hun cavalryman, the first time he came to the Central Plains, the first time to participate in this kind of action, the whole person was extremely excited, although there was only a horse fork in his hand, and there was also an inferior big bow on his back, but the horse fork was still waved very slippery by him on horseback, and his mouth was like his elders, whining and screaming, but he was already inadvertently glancing at the roof because he shook the horse fork, and suddenly let him find a creepy thing at first sight, his whining and whining screams became smaller and smaller, and finally his eyes were full of fear.

I saw that the roof, which should have been empty, was actually sitting one by one wrapped in shiny metal armor, looking at them with a playful expression.

The young Hun stabbed the rough man of twenty or thirty who was also roaring next to him with the handle of the horse fork in his hand, and said in a trembling voice: "Uncle...... Uncle, I'm ...... Let's get out of here! ”

The rugged man smiled: "Aha, are you worried about the Han soldiers?" Don't be nervous, although you came out for the first time, but we are all sons of the grassland, descendants of the wolf god, those Han people are sheep, is the prey of our wolves, how can there be wolves afraid of sheep, you see the Han army in Pu County, blocked by our wolf warriors, even the city gate dare not go out, so wait for you to meet those Central Plains people, don't care how many people, don't be nervous, don't be afraid, if you don't like it, you will stab it with a fork, and if it is too far, shoot him with your bow and arrow, and those Central Plains people will scatter in a hurry. ”

"I see, uncle." Listening to his uncle's words, the young Hun cavalry nodded cautiously, looked at the soldiers on the roofs on both sides, and was confident, he admired his uncle very much, his uncle had gone south more than once to fight the grass valley, since his uncle said that the Han people were vulnerable.

The young Hun cavalry was also a little more arrogant, and waved their horse forks at the soldiers to provoke.

The soldiers on both sides of the roof were very puzzled, could they be so amiable? Or is it that the other party is a master of art and bold, and he is not afraid of them at all.

They looked at each other and looked at each other to see which one was about the same age as their own general, they didn't believe it, there were still people as young and promising as their generals, and in the end they agreed that it was a stunned young man.

"Now that you're not young, wait for your uncle to help you grab a few more women and go back to have a baby! Haha~" The rough man smiled when he saw that he had succeeded in enlightening his nephew.

But when he saw that his nephew was moving differently, he looked in the direction of his nephew's fork, and he could not laugh, for he also saw some lazy soldiers on the roof of the house, and he wanted to remind their chief, but he did not need to do so, for their patriarch had ordered him to stop.

Huyan Lanluo's face was suspicious at this time, now he had arrived at the place where the smoke rose, but it was not the people's banquet he imagined, and there was no scene where he fled frantically as soon as he saw them, in front of them were dozens of shirtless men who were stirring a pot of soup, as well as rice, the big pot full of rice, at least more than a hundred catties, and was easily picked up by a shirtless man.

Everyone is very strong, and the muscles all over their bodies are full of explosive power, especially the hideous scars on their bodies, which make people feel frightened.

In addition, there were many soldiers in armor and holding dishes and chopsticks, looking at themselves with a playful smile.

Although none of these soldiers acted drastically, Huyan Lanluo, who had experienced countless lives and deaths, still saw a coldness towards life in the eyes of those soldiers, and also felt a strong evil aura, which is a situation that can only occur after countless killings.

Cold sweat continued to emerge from Huyan Lanluo's forehead, he knew that this group of people was not simple, this was the most terrifying army he had ever seen, and it was more powerful than their single royal court guards.

There was silence, an eerie silence.

Huyan Lanluo is about to cry, what is the opportunity for the good race to be strong! What about the fish that slipped through the net? Out of that fucking came this horrible bunch of guys.

Huyan Lanluo said in a broken Central Plains dialect: "Each ...... Ladies and gentlemen, in ...... I'm cooking! Brother I...... I was careless...... Passing by, this ...... We're going right away...... No...... I won't bother you. ”

After Huyan Lanluo finished speaking, he glanced at his subordinates, pulled the reins of the horse, turned the direction, moved softly, and cautiously, as if he was afraid of making too much noise and causing the other party to misunderstand.

But the moment he turned around, he was so shocked that he almost fell off his horse, only to see that the village road, which was still empty when they entered the village, was already crowded with people, even the rooftops, and they were all soldiers in armor, each of them was extremely strong.

"I can't imagine that a Hun can speak the Central Plains dialect, it's really strange. A few, as the saying goes, there are friends from afar, and they are happy, since they come, they don't need to be in a hurry to leave! ”

When Huyan Lanluo heard this, his whole face suddenly turned into a bitter gourd face, and when he turned around to look for the sound, he saw a young man leaning against the wall of a room, drinking millet porridge.

Huyan Lanluo immediately flattered: "General Hui, there are some Central Plains people in my tribe, and I learned from those Central Plains people. ”

Huyan Lanluo didn't want to talk to others in a low voice, but there was no way, the situation was stronger than people, and people were under the roof, so they had to bow their heads.

"Oh, then you Huns don't stay in your Huns steppe, why are you doing in the land of our Central Plains?"

Huyan Lanluo hadn't spoken yet, and the young Hun cavalry shouted: "Bold, you dare to question me like this, the great patriarch of the Huyan tribe, of course we came to rob wealth and women, and when we see our great descendants of the Heavenly Wolf God, we still don't kneel down and surrender, and I hope that our patriarch will be gracious and give you a member of the Huyan tribe." ”

The rest of the Huyan tribe looked at themselves, who were usually a little timid, with incredible faces, and suddenly became so powerful that they forgot to stop it.

Huyan Lanluo's mind was even more blank, and he couldn't slash this suddenly nervous clansman with a knife, and he didn't look at the current situation, what kind of madness did he have, don't die?

Mo Chen looked at this arrogant man with a puzzled expression, but he chattered about a different Hun youth, but he didn't understand it at all, and couldn't help asking: "What is this guy talking about?" ”

Huyan Lanluo suddenly woke up like a dream, he finally remembered that his clansman spoke Xiongnu dialect, and the other party was Han, so it seemed that he would not listen, and immediately flattered: "Back to this general, my clansman is praising you!" He's saying you'......"

When Huyan Lanluo was thinking about how to praise this Han general in the Central Plains dialect, something unexpected happened to him.

I saw which young Hun cavalry saw that he said so much, the other party was expressionless, which made his self-esteem suffer a serious blow, remembering what his uncle said, no matter how many Central Plains people as long as they roared, Wang Ba's anger was revealed, he would be frightened, and his uncle also said, to see which Central Plains person is not pleasing to the eye, he went up and stabbed him, and now he is very unhappy to see this guy in front of him! What was he waiting for, he rushed out and shouted: "Thief, suffer death." ”

If the words and deeds of the young Hun cavalry made the other Huns, including his uncle and their patriarch Huyan Lanluo, drop their jaws in shock, at this time, even their souls were almost frightened.

"Aha, come back quickly." The rugged man hurriedly shouted.

The young Hun cavalry did not look back, waved his horse fork and said: "Uncle, you wait, I will take the head of this Han general." ”

The rugged Hun man was even more eager to slap his big mouth, he knew that the reason why his nephew did that was all due to what he had just told him, but he didn't brag about it! It's just that his nephew misunderstood, what he meant was that under one arrow, those Central Plains people would flee in the wilderness, but they weren't soldiers! No matter how weak a Han soldier is, he is still a soldier! And at a glance, you can see that this Han army is not weak! And there are so many of them, I already knew that my nephew lacked roots, and I still said that, not looking for what it was, but what is the use now, I am about to rush to the other party.

Huyan Lanluo saw that the matter was already like this, and this thing must not be good, so he came out, and the first strike was strong, and the thief was captured first, and the king was captured first, waving the rusty bronze knife, and said angrily: "Sons, capture the commander of the Han army alive, rush!" ”