Agoura is finally here.

A black cloak was tightly wrapped and entered Guo Yang's tent alone.

Anu, Ajiu, Amu and others were very anxious, as if they were facing a great enemy, they surrounded the surrounding area of hundreds of zhang, set it as a forbidden place, and did not let anyone approach.

Only Mr. Wild Fox and Naren Toya didn't seem to be worried, they sat in their respective tents, they should eat and drink, they looked heartless, and the old patriarch Jida secretly shook his head.

Mr. Wild Fox is an outsider, so it's okay not to worry about Guo Yang's safety, but Naren Tuoya shouldn't be, after all, Guo Yang is her man.

In the opinion of the old patriarch Jida, Naren Toya should be more anxious than Anu and the others.

The conversation between Agoura and Guo Yang lasted for a day and a night.

When Agoura left, Guo Yang rode out more than a hundred miles.

He stood for a long time, looking in the direction Agoura had left, his eyes red and tears glinting.

……

Back in the tent, Guo Yang immediately summoned Anu, Ajiu, Amu and others, with a gloomy face, and issued one order after another.

Everyone took the order and left without the slightest delay.

Everyone could feel the seriousness of the situation, so everyone immediately took action, even Mr. Wild Fox quickly whipped up and rushed all the way back to the Bagan Divine Peak to pick up the green fox who was in retreat and cultivation.

In less than half a day, all the troops were assembled and ready to go.

The shepherds also packed up all their cattle, sheep and horses, put them on large ox carts, stuffed all their belongings into them, and began to move northeast.

Since ancient times, the grassland people have lived in pursuit of water and grass, and they have long been accustomed to this kind of impromptu long-distance migration, so Guo Yang just handed the old patriarch Jida a roll of sheepskin maps to explain the location.

After the entire tribe left, Guo Yang rode his horse to the place where the cavalry assembled.

"Guys, we may have to fight an uphill battle next. It's not about fighting for land and food, it's not about plundering wealth and women, it's about survival. Guo Yang rode a black horse and walked slowly in front of the neatly arranged thirty or so cavalry hundreds, his voice was low, but everyone listened carefully.

"You may not know that something has happened in the north, our north, and a group of fierce monsters have taken over our Ananda River valley. I heard that those monsters look like people and non-people, like beasts and not beasts, with extraordinary combat power, rough skin and thick flesh, and ordinary arrows can't hurt their dogs' lives. Guo Yang asked in a deep voice.

"Don't be afraid!"

More than 3,000 people roared in unison, and the sound shook the wilderness.

"They have occupied our steppes, devoured our cattle and sheep, plundered our horses, and even strung the steppe people who had no time to escape with ropes, and drove them as their fat sheep and fat cattle, as rations for their marches, and they said, "Abominable?" Guo Yang asked.

"Damn!"

More than 3,000 people spoke in unison, full of grief and indignation.

"They're just a bunch of monsters, a bunch of out-and-out brutes, a bunch of real wretch, and everyone says, should they die?" Guo Yang asked loudly.

"Damn it!"

More than 3,000 horsemen replied with a bang, drawing their bright scimitars.

Guo Yang half-squinted, glanced at everyone, and continued: "So, what should we do? ”

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The sound of killing shook the sky, and everyone roared angrily.

Guo Yang nodded with satisfaction and drove up a small earthen platform.

"As far as I can tell, these beasts have entered the steppes to rob our horses on the one hand, and to purge potential enemies on the other, because their target is the south, where the farming tribes flourish. Both of these are our enemies, and everyone says, what should we do? Guo Yang asked indifferently.

The more than 3,000 cavalrymen who were in the excitement of the crowd looked at each other, not knowing how to respond.

"Young master, what should I do, you give the order directly, your three thousand-person teams are all Battle, come in the water, go in the fire, even if it is the knife mountain, we dare to go up." Anu shouted loudly.

"Yes, Master, give the order!"

"Ask the High Priest to give the order!"

The crowd shouted.

Guo Yang looked at the depths of the grassland and said indifferently: "In contrast, the people of the farming tribe are easy to deal with, as long as we hurt him, we will not easily attack." And these beasts from the north, we must find a way to completely eradicate them, leaving no future troubles. Therefore, our task is to clear a road, and move all the cattle, sheep, horses, and steppe herders to a distant place, so that the cattle of the northern snowfields can be driven straight into fight against the farming tribes. Then, we look for an opportunity, a charge, to kill both gangs of bastards. ”

Guo Yang's words were very cold, hard, and light, and the hearts of more than 3,000 cavalrymen trembled when they heard it.

That's the real ferocity.

Even Mr. Wild Fox and Green Fox, who were standing in the distance, felt a chill on their backs.

Mr. Wild Fox nodded imperceptibly, a look of approval.

……

Guo Yang, who originally planned to go to the north, suddenly changed his mind after a long conversation with Agora all night, waved his army south, and prepared to take advantage of it before leaving.

Along the way, Guo Yang was depressed and silent.

After all, the farming tribe can be regarded as its former homeland, and now, seeing the group of monsters in the north rushing straight away, my heart is naturally mixed.

However, he did not regret it, in order to survive, he could use more despicable means than this.

Mr. Wild Fox rode on horseback, chattering incessantly, one moment accusing the beasts in the north of being too cruel, another time saying that Guo Yang's riding skills were too ordinary, and another complaining that the world was bad for people's hearts.

Guo Yang turned a deaf ear to this, silently thought about his thoughts, and took out the parchment map from time to time for a while.

The only one who was jubilant all the way was the green fox.

As long as she saw Guo Yang, she was satisfied, whether it was the person meditating hard or frowning, Qinghu didn't seem to have enough of it.

She rode a red pony, jumped forward more than a hundred steps for a while, turned the horse's head and ran back, glanced at Guo Yang, and then slapped the horse away with a smile.

The green fox weaved a crown from the wildflowers on the grassland and forcibly put it on Guo Yang's head, and the mixed fragrance made Guo Yang sneeze constantly, causing the green fox to giggle.

"Miss Qinghu, the young master is thinking about something, don't bother." Anu couldn't stand it anymore, so he reminded him.

"Uncle Arnou, do you want me to knit one for you too?" The green fox was unaware of Anu's dissatisfaction, and asked with two clear eyes wide.

Anu glanced at Guo Yang, and then at Mr. Wild Fox with a sad face, sighed, and galloped away.

He couldn't stand it anymore, so he simply rushed to the front and made a fire for everyone to cook.

"Green Fox, ...... you" Mr. Wild Fox was about to open his mouth to instruct, but was glared at by Green Fox viciously, and he opened his mouth to stammer.

"Mr. Wild Fox, do you think those people from the farming tribe can withstand the attacks of the northern monsters?" Guo Yang spread out a map on horseback and asked without raising his head.

"At the beginning, I will definitely not be able to resist it, and I will be beaten into a pig's head. However, when the Yellow River is crossed, it is not necessarily. Mr. Wild Fox said leisurely.

"Why?" Guo Yang asked.

"The land of the Central Plains is not a piece of meat, nor is it a handful of salt, whoever wants to swallow it greedily must first have a good pair of teeth, and moreover, must have a good stomach." Mr. Wild Fox said thoughtlessly.

Guo Yang put away the map, looked sideways at Mr. Wild Fox, and did not speak.

"You who escaped from that place should also know something, although the farming tribe still has many unsatisfactory points, but as the habitat of the human race, it should be regarded as the best, otherwise, the careerists of the remote nomadic tribes such as the Xia people, the merchants and the Zhou people will not forget it." Mr. Wild Fox said indifferently.

"I can't stand the intrigue and intrigue there." Guo Yang said depressedly.

"That's when your wings are stiff and your fists are strong, and that's when you start to dislike those unsightly tricks. In fact, as the weakest human race at the beginning, it is a remarkable thing to survive the Great War of the Ancients and have a vast and rich land. Mr. Wild Fox said.

"I think of this too, but when I think of those ungrateful people, I can't stand it." Guo Yang muttered.

"You stinky boy, sometimes a fox, sometimes a wolf, sometimes an eagle, but why do you suddenly become a mouse sometimes?" Mr. Wild Fox said indifferently, like a master.

"Mr. Wild Fox, please make it clear." Guo Yang said very respectfully.

"Teachable...... The big bird that flies through the sky, its target is far away, and if it can't stand the curse of a mouse on the earth, it has to fall, either kill that mouse or, curse that mouse. Have you ever thought that you have all that spare time, but you have already flown far away? Mr. Wild Fox smiled and said indifferently.

Guo Yang was stunned for a moment, and then fell into deep thought.

This Mr. Wild Fox is worthy of being an old fox who has lived for hundreds of years, and in just a few words, he broke Guo Yang's heart knot.

Guo Yang has experienced too much unfairness, seen too much death and bloodshed, and endured too many conspiracies and calculations, all of which have become his heavy burden.

He also thought about throwing away all these senseless things and traveling lightly, but inadvertently, this kind of stinking shit-like scheming will appear.

messed with his heart, made him deeply trapped in it, unable to extricate himself.

It's that he cares too much, so he lives a very tired life.

Guo Yang sat on horseback, thought about his own experiences over the years, and reorganized his heart.

Raise your head, look at the deep and distant sky, and let out a long breath.

The mind was suddenly relaxed.

"Thank you, Mr. Wild Fox." Guo Yang said sincerely.

"You're welcome, if you really want to thank me, promise me three things, which are the three chapters of the covenant between you and me, how about it?" Mr. Wild Fox said indifferently.

"Mr. Wild Fox, please speak." Guo Yang said with a smile.

"First, you must do your best to help me in what you have promised to do, and when the time comes, your benefit will be indispensable; Second, if you have good wine in the future, you are not allowed to drink it secretly, you must know how to respect the old and love the young, and invite my old man to drink it too; Third, it's not allowed to hook up with the green fox eyebrows and make a mess......"

Mr. Wild Fox was still babbling down, and with a crisp sound of "horn", the face of the fairy wind Dao Gu was whipped, showing a faint mark, and he looked very embarrassed.

"Grandpa, can you spit out two tusks in your dog's mouth?" The green fox tightened a small face and glared fiercely at Mr. Wild Fox.

Guo Yang listened carefully at first, but as a result, the more the bad old man spoke, the more he spoke, the more unspeakable, and seeing him being whipped in the face, he suddenly felt a burst of joy in his heart, and couldn't help laughing, and almost fell off the horse.