In the first duel, the steppe people won with great difficulty, killing all their opponents.

This is a never-ending battle, with no excuses and no way out, and the loser has only one death.

That's how men solve problems.

Although they lost the first battle, the soldiers of the alliance of the vassal states were not discouraged, and after a brief moment of shock and anger, the crowd boiled over, and the sound of the battle rolled by, which made people feel so excited that they could not help themselves.

Ten of the strong men of Yandi died, and there were thousands.

Except for the respected old general of the Yan Kingdom, no one noticed that those steppe people were simply pretending to be clumsy and deliberately making their victory look a little lame.

The people of Yan were too proud, so they died.

But if the people behind start to be cautious, then it is the damned steppe people who may die, or rather, those steppe crumbs.

The general of Zhongshan insisted on letting his soldiers play, his reason was very simple, Yan State and Jin State were both farming tribesmen supported by the Zhou people, and there was no advantage in fighting with the grassland people, but Zhongshan Kingdom was originally also a nomadic tribesman, and they could accurately grasp the weaknesses of these grassland people, and they should be able to kill those guys.

The old general nodded silently, and the second duel began.

The steppe people changed to ten other people, the same hoop legs, the same sheepskin robes, and the same unkempt hair, making them look like a bunch of honest fools.

Zhongshan Guo carefully selected ten strong men, who also looked a little loop-legged, apparently having spent a long time on horseback.

These ten men had dark faces, their bodies like half-broken stone tablets, their heads were large, their necks were thick and short, and their muscles were bulging like black blind men in spring.

Particularly striking are their arms, which appear thick and long, suitable for human fighting.

In Zhongshan Kingdom, they are also considered to be the top characters, and they have killed many rangers with their bare hands, so they look a little different.

Amu half-squinted, looked at the ten Zhongshan Kingdom warriors from a distance, and said something loudly in the grassland dialect, as if to remind himself to be careful, and it seemed to be purely a dirty word.

Anyway, on this occasion, any mistake other than failure is forgivable.

The ten steppe people were obviously thin and small, and standing in front of ten black blind warriors of the Zhongshan Kingdom, they looked a little stunted.

"Kill those prairie dogs!"

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

Thousands of people shouted in unison, and the momentum was astonishing.

The ten Zhongshan warriors looked at those black and thin opponents with contempt, and they didn't even say hello, like ten uneducated mongrels, rounded the mace in their hands, and smashed directly at those grassland people.

With a "woo", ten gray phantoms, dragging their long tails, suddenly pounced out with teeth and claws, and in a blink of an eye, they reached the top of the grassland people's heads.

There was no discipline in their attack, and one person picked one, which was very tacit, and it was obviously discussed.

It seems that these ten Zhongshan warriors have learned the lesson of the defeat of the Yandi warriors and changed their battle strategy.

The Yan people were very proud of their array attack, and at the same time, they also overestimated the sword in their hands.

The warriors of Zhongshan have always believed that the world's martial arts are only fast and unbreakable.

If you add strength and heavy weapons, you can be invincible in the world.

Therefore, these warriors like black blind men not only train their speed, but also train their strength, and if the two are coordinated, they can kill people beyond the level, which is quite terrifying.

The ten steppe people didn't seem to be vegetarians either, and they turned around and avoided the attacks of those maces.

They took out their weapons from their bosoms, but they were ten whips, the thickness of their thumbs, about two feet long, and the wooden handles of less than a foot were tightly held in their hands.

The whips of the steppe people are more flexible than their brains, and naturally they are more flexible than their thick fingers.

With a crisp sound, the whip swirled in the air, flashed, and whipped towards the ten black blind men.

Everyone looked at each other, these two teams were interesting, one was a heavy mace, and the other was a gentle and traceless whip, one long and one short, one light and one heavy, complementing each other.

The ten Zhongshan warriors began to have some headaches.

The whip of the steppe people made their maces look a little out of place, and they always felt that something was wrong.

The mace they swung with all their might, and when they were gently rolled by those nimble whips, they would lose their heads, and their bulky bodies stumbled slightly.

The soles of the feet are muddy, slippery, and the opponent's weapon is a whip, which is soft and collapsed, so that these warriors always feel that they are not strong.

The ten Zhongshan warriors were so angry that they shouted, brandished maces, and rushed and struck, eager to solve the battle with three strikes and five divisions. This inexplicable confrontation is like a handful of stinky shit in your hand, disgusting, and you can't erase it.

All in all, from the start, the duel seemed unfair.

Those steppe people are so cunning that they use soft and long whips to deal with the clumsy and heavy mace, it's just damn it!

Ten steppe people jumped up and down nimbly, and at the same time, like walking dogs, they kept teasing the ten Zhongshan warriors with their whips.

Ten whips, the explosion of "horns" in the air, are like ten insidious poisonous snakes, and if one is not careful, it may be whipped in the face.

The three Yandi heroes who were blinded by the whip were still lying there quietly at this time, and the residual warmth of their bodies had not yet dissipated, as if they were always reminding the warriors of Zhongshan to be as careful as possible in the face of the whips of the grassland people.

Twenty people walked around in circles in the dueling arena, and they didn't even look at each other.

As the steppe man ran, he turned around and spat and said some obscene words, which made the black blind warrior, who was already out of breath, thunderous.

"Dog offal, have the ability to stop and fight like a man!" A black-blind warrior finally shouted in rage, and spat angrily at the steppe people scurrying in front of him.

With such a slight delay, his doom began.

The steppe man didn't even look back, his wrist shook violently, the whip flashed like a poisonous snake, bypassing the mace, the thin whip shook slightly, and the sound of "horn" was whipped on the mouth of the warrior of the Zhongshan Kingdom.

The two lips that had just spat had not retracted before the whip had cracked them.

The two pieces of flesh were thick, clumsy, and fluffy, red and purple, and purple and black, and after a soft sound, they cracked and became four even pieces, like a fat lilac flower quietly blooming.

The Zhongshan warrior only felt that his lips were numb, and he didn't notice that his lips had turned into flowers, and they were already blooming.

"Dog offal!" He scolded with a swear word, only to realize that something was wrong, a serious air leak is self-evident, the key is that the blood mist that spews out when he speaks is a little weird.

He hesitated and stopped, stretched out his left hand and wiped his lips, only to realize that the shameless whip had injured him.

He tried to pinch it with his fingers, and the four lips made him a little baffled.

Suddenly, a heart-piercing pain began.

There was a brief pause in his brain, and then one of his eyeballs exploded.

Red, black, yellow, green, pink, blue, purple, orange, gray, green, before he could feel the pain, tens of thousands of colors suddenly hit him, directly knocking him to the ground.

"Ahh

A terrible scream dragged on the end of the sound, like a whip of sound, and slammed on the tips of the hearts of thousands of people in the alliance of vassal states.

A shudder, a pain, and an abrupt stop.

The fierce steppe man had a hideous face, and waved his whip gloomily, and whipped it like a storm at the black blind man who was rolling and wailing in the mud.

Nakayama had the courage to hold his face in his hands, twitching and rolling in the mud, and he had actually lost his sense of the whip that fell elsewhere in his body.

The cowhide armor on his body was torn to pieces in the blink of an eye, strips, wisps, patches, like dirty snowflakes flying everywhere.

In the blink of an eye, his bear skin was stripped clean by the nimble whip, revealing a body of tendon flesh.

The steppe man was so bad that this random whipping only gently tore the opponent's armor to shreds.

The warriors of Zhongshan Kingdom were unaware of this, and their eyeballs were convulsed, making him lose his combat effectiveness.

The whip of the steppe people finally began to wreak havoc, the whip shadow was vertical and horizontal, and the weather was myriad, and every time it was drawn, a terrible wound would appear on the body of the warriors of Zhongshan Kingdom.

The wounds were irregular, and the whip was too violent, and it was directly whipped into pieces.

After more than thirty lashes, the warriors of the Zhongshan Kingdom stopped struggling.

More than a dozen of his bones were exposed, white and shocking, making the onlookers feel that they were missing two front teeth, and as soon as they inhaled, their mouths were full of cold wind.

……

In the dueling arena, the battle continues, but it already feels boring.

The first to be punished by the whip no longer rolled, nor twitched, as if resigned to his fate, but lay down in the mud and wailed lowly, weaker and weaker, and gradually inaudible.

The remaining nine Zhongshan warriors did not dare to look at their accomplices, and the whip was whipped on the flesh, and the sound sounded so painful that their hearts were broken.

The only thing they could do was to cover their faces with one hand, especially their eyes, and shout loudly, and rush and beat them desperately, hoping to kill one or two steppe people.

Their poses looked a little funny, but none of them laughed.

Put yourself in your shoes, and anyone who faces the whip of the steppe people will have a numb scalp.

The whips of those dog things are so flexible, they are lightning bolts, and they are hard to guard against.

Ten steppe people, one of whom killed his opponent, stood far away in front of a wooden stake, took out a cowhide wine sac, poured a few large sips of mare's milk wine, and looked at the remaining nine Zhongshan warriors with a smile.

His gaze is also a whip, and whoever he stares at will tremble, painful, numb, and crispy, like a whip gently whipped through, so that a lilac flower blooms there.

He's a villain!

At the same time, he is also a punisher, and he is an evil whip in his own right.

He slowly flicked the whip in his hand, and with a slight flick, there would be a thrilling crisp sound in the air.

The nine Zhongshan warriors slowed down, because the nine grassland debris they were chasing had quietly approached the punisher, apparently trying to seduce them over there and take a cold slap.

The corners of his eyes jumped wildly.

They really regret what kind of bullshit warriors they are, and they became the first people to be killed in Zhongshan Kingdom.

They begin to fear, fear slows them down, sluggishness makes them cowardly, cowardice makes them ashamed, shame makes them angry, anger makes them scared.

They all stopped in unison, looking in disbelief at the ten smiling prairie debris on the other side, the ten heart-palpitating whips.

There was a crisp sound of the "horn", and ten whips were drawn at the same time.

The nine Zhongshan Kingdom warriors subconsciously covered their eyes with their hands.

"Ah......h

A long, mournful howl rang out.

Nine Zhongshan warriors, nine bulky black blind men, their thick bodies suddenly curled up, and their hands covered their crotches.

Dog mongrel, indiscriminate, stinky and shameless prairie people, unexpectedly used such a lewd move!

The "horn" sounded crisp again.

Nine whips, nine eyeballs, and nine blurred shadows flashed.

Before the nine Zhongshan warriors could utter another scream, a whip fell on them like a storm.

The nine whips were rude, and they were whipped together with the flesh of the belt, and the fragments of the cowhide armor were stained with flesh and blood, and they flew one after another, and in the blink of an eye a large piece fell, mixed with the mud, and lost its color at once.

The bodies of the nine black blind men staggered, like nine rotten leaves in the autumn wind, and they were staggered by the swept whip, and they didn't even have time to crawl to the ground and roll.

It's a feast for the eyes.

It was a baptism of the soul.

It's a ...... The pleasure of the punisher.

The whip, the damned whip, the terrifying whip, is whipped to shreds on the self-righteous, greedy, cruel, filthy, sanctimonious, narrow-minded, selfish, hell-seeing, wrong-seeing, intriguing, intriguing.

Everyone, the soldiers of the vassal states who planned to come to the steppe to plunder, slowed their breathing and tried to slow down their heartbeat.

They were worried that their hot hearts would suddenly pop into their mouths, cough lightly, and spit them out alive.