Yinzong felt that his blood was boiling and burning, Xu Zhen's every move was imprinted in his mind, this man's body was full of the smell of freedom, just like what he felt on the silver wolf's body!

"Man is born free!"

Although the Hulu on the grassland imitate the Tang Dynasty everywhere, when it comes to their bones, they are slave societies after all, and there is no essential difference between them and the primitive ecology of the jungle, which is why they cannot get rid of barbarism and move towards a more civilized society.

This requires great sacrifice and sacrifice on the part of the ruling class, and it requires them to abandon most of their interests, so it is not easy to achieve.

But the cornerstone of the entire grassland is supported by countless young people like Yinzong, and after awakening the desire for freedom in their hearts, what a daunting thing it is!

Looking at the light in Yinzong's eyes, Xu Zhen couldn't help but think of the gaze of the actor Wallace in the movie "Braveheart"!

Yinzong stood up, Wulie stood up, and everyone stood up!

The half-human-tall silver wolf lowered his head, bared his steel teeth and roared lowly, Yinzong stepped on the wolf's back, waved the scimitar in his hand, and raised his arms to his brothers and shouted: "Follow me!" ”

Everyone understood, and stepped on horseback, and some people brought horses for Xu Zhen, and then began to gallop to the mouth of the river upstream, they wanted to let Murong Xiao and the knights of the Murong family taste the taste of being enslaved and oppressed!

"Boom!"

The sound of horses' hooves shook the pulse of the earth, crossed the estuary, startled the cattle and sheep, and swept into the tents like a hurricane!

Behind the camp tent suddenly came the sound of wailing and fighting and shouting to kill, and the screams of women and children were mixed with the screams of women and children, after Murong Xiao and his more than 30 knights found out that something was wrong, they killed people in a panic and took the road, regardless of the old ** women, and killed a bloody road, and the Salle Department suffered heavy casualties!

Yinzong and Wu Lie led the team back, but they saw the corpses of the clansmen all over the ground, and the anger in their chests was instantly ignited, burning fiercely, burning their eyes blood-red, and many men were filled with righteous indignation, passing through the camp area and chasing after Murong Xiao's team!

There are many vassal tribes of the Murong family, Murong Xiao doesn't regard these shepherd slaves as a thing at all, he just wants to temporarily avoid the pursuit of **, as long as he can return to the Murong Department and kill some women and children, even if he slaughters the entire Salle Department, his brows will not wrinkle!

Isn't the meaning of the lives of these shepherds precisely to give everything they have for their lords? The value of those old and weak women and children is not even comparable to that of a good cow and horse!

Yinzong saw his father in the chaotic crowd, this old man of the Sale Department was stabbed in the left cheek, but his face was covered with blood, but he was still organizing people to treat the wounded, and called on the warriors of the clan to rise up and resist!

Wu Lie saw his daughter die in the tent, the red blood flowed down the thighs that had just begun to plump, she was only thirteen years old, she was as beautiful as a blue bird, but at the moment she was disheveled and corpsed on the ground, these beasts of the Murong Department did not let her go because she was about to become an adult!

"Ah!!h

Wu Lie let out a roar like a wounded beast, and the tip of the knife stabbed into the horse's stock, and the horse neighed, and then flew out like a black lightning, and soon caught up with Murong Xiao's rear team, the Murong knight was horrified, and was about to shout, but Wu Lie cut off half of his shoulder with a knife!

Yinzong let go of the silver wolf and took a wild horse without a saddle and bridle instead, the horse was shocked by the beast breath on its body, and burst out with endless foot power, the silver wolf boy came like the wind and lightning, the turban had already been blown off, the long hair was scattered, his eyes were like electricity, the scimitar in his hand swept out, and the head of a Murong knight flew up, and the blood column sprayed from the air!

The sons and daughters had already been burned out of their minds by hatred and anger, looking at the clansmen who were dying, looking at the Murong knights who fled in panic, the big swords in their hands were already as bloodthirsty as the beasts that were about to get out of trouble!

Xu Zhen followed silently, he thought that he was used to the sword and sword, but those were all frontal battles on the battlefield, and now the people lying in front of him were all unarmed herdsmen, which also made him see the cruelty and inhumanity of the grassland living environment, his heart ached inexplicably, he felt a Ming Di from his waist, copied the longbow on the horse's back, and the Ming Di roared into the air, and a team of 100 cavalry swept from the high slope at the other end of the river!

Gao Heshu took the lead, led the cavalry team to outflank him from the mouth of the upstream river, and intercepted all the remaining men and horses of Murong Xiao!

Yinzong, Wu Lie and the others saw that a team was killed halfway, and they thought it was Murong Ministry's receiving soldiers and horses, so they were all vigilant, and he was not relieved until the other party intercepted and surrounded Murong Xiao's men and horses.

Gao He Shu is a typical Rouran Erlang, and the strong men under his command are all elite knights selected from the clan, although they are equipped with ** armor and knives, they are covered with their own national costumes, and their bodies are decorated with silver bells and other items, which are not difficult to identify.

Zhang Jiunian was a little worried in his heart, because their trip was to arrest Murong Xiao, so as to clear the wrongs of Li Dexuan and Li Mingda, once the men of the Salle Department launched a madness, it was impossible to say that they would kill all the remaining twenty people, and it would be difficult for Xu Zhen's side to act according to the plan.

Sure enough, under the leadership of Yinzong and Wu Lie, the warriors of the Salle Department shuttled back and forth, around the heart, like peeling an onion, and cut down all the guards around Murong Xiao to the ground one by one!

This was not enough to vent their anger, as the warriors drove their horses and trampled all the fallen enemies, and the ground around them was soaked in blood and minced flesh, and the smell of blood was sweet and tickling!

Wu Lie's thick eyebrows were upside down, he shouted, twisted the scimitar in his hand, dragged the knife on his horse, and was about to take off Murong Xiao's head!

"Heat! (Note 2)"

"Boom!"

The surrounding warriors tapped on their chests, and grief and anger gushed out of their chests, turning into shocking unisons! Wu Lie's vision showed the tragic death of his daughter, and the handle of the knife seemed to be integrated into the palm of his hand, eager to shatter Murong Xiao's body into ten thousand pieces!

I don't know when a large number of dark clouds poured into the sky over the grassland, and the rain was coming, but it couldn't extinguish Wu Lie's hatred and anger, just when he was about to cut Murong Xiao under the horse, a horse was born, and the huge Pu knife blocked upward, Wu Lie's tiger mouth shook violently, the scimitar couldn't hold it, it bounced out of his hand, flew in an arc in mid-air, and then sneered and fell to the ground!

Zhang Jiunian knew that Xu Zhen had already been recognized by the Salle Ministry, and they were the best in disguise, so that Zhou Cang would block it, which would inevitably cause public anger, but Gao Heshu was a little far away from Wulie, and he couldn't block it nearby, so he had to let Zhou Cang go into battle.

The shouting warriors of Sale saw that Wu Lie's scimitar was knocked away, and really turned their anger to Zhou Cang and the others, the blades lit up, and the three or four hundred cavalry gathered together diffused a murderous aura that was so strong that it could not be dissolved!

Xu Zhen finally came belatedly, and saw that Murong Xiao's face was blue and surrounded by corpses, and he couldn't bear to look at it directly, he saw the conflict between the two sides from a distance, and immediately drove his horse to the middle of Wulie and Zhou Cang, and acted as a buffer.

Yinzong and others regarded Xu Zhen as the son of Ahula, but the other clansmen did not know Xu Zhen's identity, seeing that he was wearing a Hu suit, but it was obviously a Tang face, they naturally regarded him as a subordinate of the meticulous work, and there was no hostility on his face!

Xu Zhen didn't think so, easily dismounted, walked a few steps, and pulled out Wu Lie's scimitar from the ground, the latter saw that Xu Zhen dismounted, where did he dare to be bigger, and hurriedly jumped off the horse, Yinzong and others also put away the knife and dismounted.

The others didn't know why, but they all restrained the horses, and watched Xu Zhen walk towards Zhou Cang with puzzled eyes, Zhou Cang saw Xu Zhen in person, jumped off the horse, and stood with a horizontal sword, he didn't trust these wild captives, in his eyes, the wild captives of the Sale tribe were not much different from the Murong tribe and other tribes, if it weren't for the eldest brother Zhang Jiunian to coordinate the overall situation, he would have led the team to kill a large area of the camp tent thoroughly!

"Take your clothes off."

Xu Zhen instructed Zhou Cang, who killed people without blinking, and inexplicably heard Xu Zhen's words, but his old face suddenly turned red.

"This..."He was still muttering in his heart, but he Zhou Cang was a dead brain, since he recognized Xu Zhen, the lord, and said that he would let him take off his clothes, even if he took off his skin, he would rather take off his skin...

Zhou Cang's nine-foot body, after taking off his armor, suddenly revealed a body as strong as copper and iron, as well as the scars on the body one by one, as well as the brand of a slave!

After Yinzong and Wu Lie saw Zhou Cang's brand, they suddenly understood Xu Zhen's intentions, Zhang Jiunian had already understood Xu Zhen's intentions, and made a look at the brothers, and the remaining eleven red-armored brothers took off their clothes and armor one after another, and stood side by side with Zhou Cang.

Xu Zhen walked in front of Gao Heshu and looked directly at the latter, Gao Heshu was infected by the atmosphere here, his eyes burst into essence, and he tore the clothes on his chest, ripped off the leather armor lining, and revealed the wolf head tattoo on his chest.

Like the rest of the Rouran people, he has been enslaved by all parts of the grassland, and there are more slave marks on his body than scars!

"I'd rather be a soft ghost than a grassland slave!" Caesar's eyes were red, and he shouted quietly, the gap between his slender voice and the atmosphere full of male hormones around him was really huge, but the hearts of the Rouran brothers seemed to be hit by a giant hammer, remembering the suffering of enslavement in the past, and then thinking about the freedom of the horse grassland today, their hearts were shocked, and their eyes were moist and shouted in unison!

"I'd rather be a soft ghost than a grassland slave!"

"I'd rather be a soft ghost than a grassland slave!"

Xu Zhen turned around slowly, stretched out the handle of the scimitar in front of Wu Lie's body, and then asked in a deep voice: "Do you want to slash the enemy, and try to be quick for a while, or leave this mad dog and completely overthrow the Murong Ministry!" ”

Wu Lie took the scimitar with trembling hands, lowered his head, and dragged the scimitar backwards in front of Murong Xiao, everyone held their breath.

"Ah!!h

Urlie roared like a mad beast and raised his scimitar high!

Zhang Jiunian's heart was shocked, and he couldn't help but sigh with regret, but his mind was undecided, the blood of Dapeng had already been sprayed in the air, and it was not Murong Xiao who fell, but the horse behind Murong Xiao!

Wu Lie cut off the horse's head, smeared the horse's blood on his face, raised the scimitar again, and shouted at his own people and brothers, "Calm Murong!" Settle an old score! ”

The people of Sale felt that their chests were filled with a breath, and this pride gushed out, turning into an earth-shattering roar: "Flat Murong!" Settle an old score! ”

"Flat Murong! Settle an old score! ”

Xu Zhen walked to Murong Xiao's side and didn't look at him at any time, as if he was already a dead man, he followed Wu Lie's appearance, smeared horse blood on his face, raised the long knife horizontally, and lay it across his chest, and everyone instantly fell silent.

"Tell me, whose pasture is this!"

He spoke Tang language, but his slender and tall figure stood like a mighty giant! Wu Lie, Yinzong and many others could understand it, and immediately shouted in unison: "Sale! Sarah! Sarah! ”

Xu Zhen raised the long knife high, his chest rose and fell, his face was cold, and he shouted with all his might: "Salle! ”

Bang! Thunder exploded and rain poured down!

(Note 1: Tong Jin was originally the name of the tribal leader, and the chiefs of the Tiele tribes were all called "Tong Jin".) "Tong Jin" is not inherent in the Turks; As far as the historical books are concerned, they are actually taught by Xianbei and Worm (Rouran). ）

(Note 2: Hao Heat, cheers, equivalent to "Long live", "Wan Sheng" and the like.) ）