Chapter 126: Wuhuan Tribe

The killer placed the bodies of these people in one tent, indicating that they were going to use the rest of the tents. If it is murder and robbery, there is no need to pay attention to the corpses lying in the tent. In such a short period of time, Zhao Yi was able to have such accurate judgment and analysis, which impressed Wen Qin.

Although he knew that these people were coming back, Zhao Yi did not have the idea of annihilating those murderers. There are many more horse thieves like this in the grassland, and the law of the jungle is the basic law of this world. The sense of justice in Zhao Yi's heart has not yet reached the level of serving the country and the people.

Wen Qin was very indignant and wanted to separate himself from those murderers. But Wen Qin was alone, how could he be the opponent of hundreds of cavalry. After pleading with Zhao Yi to no avail, he walked in front of Zhao Yi without saying a word.

"Even if we can annihilate this cavalry, it will be useless, at this time, what the Xianbei tribe wants is not us knights, but a tribal leader like Tanshi Huai, to end this chaotic tribal attack." Zhao Yi turned his head to look at the tent that was getting smaller and smaller, and sighed slightly. As long as you can clench this scattered Xianbei tribe into a fist, then it is enough to compete with any dynasty.

Zhao Yi and the others were walking five miles and heard the sound of a fight on the other side of the mound in front of them, mixed with one or two screams. Zhao Yi waved his hand to stop Dian Wei and the others, turned over and dismounted and crawled forward to the top of the mound to check the situation in the field.

It was a Xianbei cavalry of about 300 people, and it was a few Xianbei youths who were fighting, and in the face of these 300 cavalry, several people did not have the slightest fear on their faces, and the scimitar in their hands flashed a cold light in the sunlight. The indignant young man gathered all his hatred on the three-foot blade, slashing the chests of the Xianbei cavalry one by one.

Dozens of cavalry had fallen into the hands of these young men, although the young men and others were brave and strong, but the difference in strength between the two sides was too large, after all, it was difficult for two fists to reach four hands, two or three young men fell off their horses, and then were trampled into mud by the running horses.

The enemy leader saw the opportunity and shot a man off his horse with a bow and arrow, a sneer on his lips.

There was only one person left in those young people, and there were many Xianbei cavalrymen shouting and waving their sabers to rush up, and at this time, there was a chaotic sound of horses' hooves behind them, which attracted the attention of these people, and they saw a group of people and horses rushing out of the mound, and the double iron halberd in the hands of the big man led by him waved impenetrable, and his own soldiers collided with it, and he couldn't make a move under the opponent's hand, and was knocked off the horse by the iron halberd, and the bones were broken by the horse team behind him in the scream.

Looking at the number and direction of travel of these people and the sheepskins placed on the horseback, Wen Qin was sure that these people were those murderers. Grabbing three feather arrows, only to hear a sharp sound of breaking the air, the three Xianbei cavalry rushing towards him fell to the ground in response.

Wen Qin bent his bow and arrows very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, more than a dozen cavalry fell to the ground, and the leader stared at Wen Qin with cold eyes, shuttling through the crowd, touching the bent bow to see the right time, and shooting an arrow at Wen Qin.

The feather arrow slashed through a black shadow and flew towards Wen Qin's chest, the sharp sound of breaking the air made Wen Qin's heart alarm, and when he turned his head, he saw a black feather arrow in front of him in the blink of an eye.

The speed of the arrow was too fast, and Wen Qin had no time to react, and at this moment, a figure appeared in front of Wen Qin's eyes. The powerful impact on the arrow made the person's body shake a little, and the sharp tip of the arrow poked out of the armor, and the withered yellow arrow was dyed blood red.

Wen Qin woke up in shock, and hurriedly bent his bow and arrows to shoot the leader off his horse, so that he had time to see who was the person who was desperately blocking in front of him. The strength of the strong bow and arrows was amazing, and the arrows pierced the armor and protruded from the shoulder. Zhao Yi pressed the wound lightly, he didn't expect the power of this bow and arrow to be so great.

"How are you?" Wen Qin was slightly stunned when he saw that it was Zhao Yi who was blocking the arrow for him. Then he asked with concern, and his tone was less cold than before.

"I didn't hit the point, but the power of this bow and arrow is great." Zhao Yi broke the end of the feathered arrow, and the pain made Zhao Yi grin for a while. "It doesn't matter."

Zhao Yi's indifferent look made Wen Qin very worried, and he couldn't help but say that he grabbed the reins of Zhao Yi's war horse, "Follow me." Carefully pulled out the feather arrow from Zhao Yi's shoulder, applied the medicine, waited for a quarter of an hour, and saw that the blood was no longer flowing out, and then a relieved smile appeared on his face.

"This is a strong bow and arrow, you don't know how powerful you dare to block the arrow for me, fortunately, the arrow only enters the shoulder, if you are a little shorter, you have become a corpse at this time." Wen Qin blamed Zhao Yi for two sentences.

Zhao Yi smiled bitterly, "At that time, the situation was urgent, where would I think so much." ”

Zhao Yi: Is this a subconscious behavior? These words made Wen Qin's cold heart tremble. When she raised her eyes and happened to see Zhao Yi looking at her, she immediately turned her head and felt her cheeks hot. Wen Qin was forced by Zhao Yi to stare at unnaturally, picked up the bow and arrow and threw down a sentence, "You take care of your injuries, I'll help Dian Wei." ”

The leader is dead, and the attack of Dian Wei and the others is going well, and the battle has ended in half an hour. Moreover, Dian Wei also captured several small leaders of the Xianbei tribe and waited for Zhao Yi to punish him.

"Kill them." Zhao Yi looked at several Xianbei little leaders who were kneeling on the side covered in blood, and coldly gave the order to kill. In this battle, the three or three hundred Xianbei cavalry were completely annihilated by Zhao Yi's troops, and Wen Qin showed a smile on his face, which could be regarded as helping to avenge the dead in the tent.

"Clean up the battlefield and keep marching." The Wuhuan property robbed by these Xianbei soldiers fell into the hands of Zhao Yi at this time. Zhao Yi waved his hand to let everyone get on the horse, and just wanted to order the soldiers to march, but he blocked the way than the Xianbei youth.

The Xianbei young man was covered in blood, and his face was also dotted with blood, which obscured his original appearance, only the pair of black and white eyes were quite smart. solemnly kowtowed to Zhao Yi twice. didn't speak, it looked like he had thanked Zhao Yi for saving his life.

"Get out of the way." Zhao Yi had wasted a lot of time killing these Xianbei cavalry, and seeing the young man staring at Zhao Yi with burning eyes, Dian Wei turned over and dismounted, wanting to take the young man away. He shoved the young man, but he didn't push him down, just made his body shake twice.

The young man kowtowed again, and then he spoke, "Murong Fu bows to thank Duke Engong for his life." ”

"Get up." Zhao Yi looked at Murong Fu twice, and was amazed by Murong Fu's heroic appearance just now, Murong Fu's martial arts may not be much different from Tai Shi Ci. Zhao Yi pointed behind him: "This is going to five miles, but your department?" ”

Speaking of this, Murong Fu's expression darkened, and his eyes seemed to be able to spew flames, Murong Fu's relatives fled to this border in order to avoid tribal wars, and after less than three years of peaceful days, they were actually subjected to disasters. Although Murong Fu and several young people of his relatives fought hard to resist and killed many Xianbei cavalrymen, they still failed to save their relatives, and Murong Fu's parents, wives and children also died at the hands of those people.

The disaster came too fast, so fast that Murong Fu couldn't react. "Murong Fu is now the only one left in the family, and he wanted to die, but he didn't repay his kindness. After that, Murong Fu was willing to be a quick knife under Engong's hand, and he went to the soup without complaining until he was killed, and ended this tragic fate. ”

Zhao Yi had also heard such words from Gao Shun's mouth, both of them were forced into a desperate situation by extreme grief, and in addition to the memory of the past in their hearts, they had that bitter hatred.

Zhao Yi asked Dian Wei to take more than a dozen soldiers to help Murong Fu bury his relatives, but Murong Fu pushed them away one by one, "My relatives, I will do it myself." ”

After burying his relatives, Murong Fu knelt in front of the tombstone for a whole night, staring intently at the newly raised tomb in front of him, until the next morning, when Zhao Yi was about to leave, he staggered up from the tombstone, grabbed the saber next to him, and came to Zhao Yi's side.

After walking for three days, Murong Fu stood aside like a popsicle, and the appearance of being a living person did not approach, which made Dian Wei and his soldiers stay away. Zhao Yi wanted to relieve Murong Fu several times, but he couldn't find words that could comfort Murong Fu. No amount of beautiful and meaningful words can soothe a broken heart.

But Wen Qin's attitude towards Zhao Yi has changed a lot in the past few days, and when he talks to him, he is no longer in that kind of hard tone, and occasionally this ice beauty will show a thrilling smile on her face.

Dian Wei and Murong Fu were like two generals on the left and right, following Zhao Yi left and right, and when they saw Wen Qin coming over with herbs, Murong Fu pulled Dian Wei aside, "Let's go over there." ”

Murong Fu's strength was not small, Dian Wei was caught off guard, and he was also staggered back a few steps back by Murong Fu, "Wen Qin is a Wuhuan general, and he is alone with adults, what if there is an accident?" As he spoke, Dian Wei stepped forward again.

Murong Fu stared at Zhao Yi and Wen Qin, and waved his hand slightly at Dian Wei, "General Dian Wei doesn't need to panic, can't you see that Wen Qin is interested in the lord?" ”

"Intentionally?" Dian Wei scratched his head, staring at Zhao Yi and Wen Qin in surprise, the two of them seemed to be facing Mai Mang a few days ago, "No, the general just blocked an arrow for Wen Qin the day before yesterday, is it because of this?" Dian Wei also knew about this, but it was not strange that this kind of thing happened in his own army. A deep friendship was established between the soldiers, and there were many people who blocked the knives for each other. In Dian Wei's eyes, this matter is ordinary, so it is not regarded as a thing.

"There is a deep friendship between the soldiers and soldiers, and there are many people who fight each other to the death, and we don't know whether the lord acted subconsciously that day or for what. But the general forgot that Wen Qin was a woman. Murong Fu said the key to the matter, men can give up fame, fortune and wealth for women, but only very few people are willing to give their lives.

Wen Qin has a love for Zhao Yi, which is a good thing for Zhao Yi, going to the Wuhuan tribe can be described as nine deaths, if Wen Qin is maneuvering around, Zhao Yi and their chances of evacuating safely are much greater. This is also the reason why Murong Fu did not say it.

Where heaven and earth meet, you can faintly see a lot of houses, and Wen Qin pointed ahead with excitement on his face, "The tribe has arrived." Then he glanced at Zhao Yi with some concern, Zhao Yi killed many soldiers of his tribe, and he didn't know what would happen when he met his father.