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On the twenty-seventh day of the first lunar month, Hulan grassland, sunny ......

"Cluck~Cluck~"

On the snow-covered grassland, a huge cavalry of tens of thousands of people was galloping towards the Lunt tribe.

"Phew~"

When the outline of the Lunte Department appeared in Xian Yuling's eyes, he hurriedly drank and stepped off his horse to stop the advancing army, and looked forward with a solemn face.

The deputy general of the alien race came to Xian Yuling's side with the body of the horse and asked, "Chief, why don't you leave?" It's fifty or sixty miles away, so I'm going in to rest, replenish some dry food, and recover my horsepower......"

"Hmmm......"

Xian Yuling looked back at his lieutenant and answered softly, only to see that there was a scar on his forehead that had been solidified by the cold wind, which was very conspicuous and shocking.

"Send someone to inform them that the Hulan warriors are coming, and let their patriarch come out to greet them!"

"Yes!" When the adjutant general heard this, he immediately ordered dozens of horses to go forward.

After about two quarters of an hour, the lieutenant returned to Xian Yuling's side and said, "Chief, I have already informed them that Akima has ordered the slaves to prepare to kill sheep and cattle, and wait for us to catch the wind......

"Hmm......" Xian Yuling groaned before asking, "Is there anything unusual in the Lunt Ministry?" ”

The adjutant general said: "There are some, they said that a few days ago, Wang Han Khan's guards came here to recruit troops, and something unpleasant happened, many people were recruited, and several tribesmen were killed......

Xian Yuling nodded and sighed: "It seems that the Hulan Grassland is not very peaceful, I ordered the whole army to go to the Lunte Department to temporarily settle down and rest, and continue to rush to the royal court after lunch, remember, these are the people of my Hulan Grassland, don't disturb them!" ”

"Knowing the leader's ......," the deputy general received the order, he followed Xian Yuling and advanced towards the Lunt Department with the army.

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"Patriarch Mufeng, the success or failure of this time depends on you......"

"Don't worry, wrap it up on me, I'm the patriarch of the Lunt tribe now, Archima!"

Standing outside the fence of the pastoral area, "Akima", accompanied by Huo Qing and Xu Liao on the side, nervously waited for the arrival of the 13,000 cavalry of Xianyu Ling's department.

"Sigh the law ......"

When Xian Yuling's mount snorted and stopped in front of Mu Feng, Mu Feng, who was disguised as Akima, straightened his clothes and armor, and greeted Huo Qing and Xu Liao with a respectful face.

Mu Feng said: "Lunt tribal chief, Akima, welcome my noble Hulan warriors, please dismount and rest in the felt bag for a while, and in a while there will be wine and meat to serve the warriors to catch the ......wind."

After speaking, Mu Feng spread his hands evenly, bowed down at a ninety-degree angle, and greeted Xian Yuling with a noble greeting on the grassland.

"You're Akima?" Xian Yuling, who was sitting on horseback, asked vigilantly, "Why do I think you are so young?" ”

Xian Yuling had never seen Akima, but Akima was fifty years old, and although the man in front of him had no flaws in his fluent nonsense, his age seemed to be wrong.

"The warrior laughed...... "Mu Feng replied respectfully, still hunched over, "I'm only forty and two, how can I be fifty years old?" That's just someone with ulterior motives framing the patriarch, and invite the warriors to come into our clan and drink mare's milk wine to warm up......"

"Hmmm......"

Hearing him say this, Xian Yuling didn't think much about it, anyway, there are indeed a lot of fucking things on the grassland, and it's not impossible to say that people are getting older.

However, just as he was about to enter the fence, he suddenly found Huo Qing standing on the side, and immediately said nervously: "Who is he, from the Central Plains?" ”

When Mu Feng heard this, he looked back at Huo Qing and said to Xian Yuling: "His name is Fengyue, he was a slave captured from the Far East last year, and it took me three sheep to get it from other tribesmen, mainly because he has a flexible brain and works hard, so he made him a personal servant by my side......" and then said to Huo Qing: "I haven't seen a warrior yet......

Huo Qing immediately shrank and bowed to Xian Yuling.

"I see...... Xian Yuling nodded, the last guard in his heart was finally relaxed, and he walked into the Lunt Ministry with tens of thousands of people.

Hearing the sound of horses' hooves passing by his ears, Huo Qing couldn't help but sneer in his heart: "Let me salute you?" I'm afraid that you can't stand it, hmph, your war horses will all belong to my military governor's mansion, including the lives of more than 10,000 Hulan people! ”

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"Come, fill it up for the warriors!"

"Fresh Yu Ling, this mutton is still to your taste?"

In the big tent, Xian Yuling accompanied by Mu Feng, gnawed on the roasted yellow and tender fat sheep, drank the warm mare's milk wine, and felt unusually comfortable, the tent was full of drunk and crooked Hulan people, and Mu Feng and the others did not move the food in front of them, let them enjoy it......

Since Liu Ce's Northern Expedition, they have not had such a comfortable meal for a long time, and they have been shrinking in Yuyang Pass all day long eating coarse grains of aged rice, and they don't know the taste of meat.

After being full of wine and food, Xian Yuling burped, patted his round belly, and said to Mu Feng drunkenly: "Patriarch Aqima, you are very good, when I return to the royal court, I will definitely let Wang Han Khan release your people back, we need to unite in the Hulan grassland now, so that we can, uh, be able to deal with the threat from the Guannei......"

When Mu Feng heard this, he immediately filled Xian Yuling with a bowl of mare's milk wine: "Distinguished guest, can you tell me in detail what is happening in Jizhou now?" ”

Xian Yuling laughed miserably when he heard this, and said lonely: "Don't mention it, Yuyang Pass is estimated to have fallen, Liu Ce must have controlled the entire Jizhou, how many warriors have spilled blood on the battlefield, and have become the souls of those Central Plains dogs, alas......"

When Mu Feng heard this, he glanced at Huo Qing, who was kneeling on his side, and saw an imperceptible smile floating on the corner of Huo Qing's mouth.

"Don't mention it, by the way, what about women? Why are there no women? ”

As the saying goes, full of warm thoughts**, this sentence is the same whether it is in the Central Plains or outside the Saiwai, Xian Yuling has not touched a woman for a long time, and the defense of the city for several days almost grinded his nerves into iron bars, and now as soon as he relaxes, the lower body begins to think about life.

"Huh, woman? You'd better go to the Netherworld and look for it......"

Suddenly, Huo Qing sneered, shook off the mare's milk wine in front of the low table, and got up to mock Xian Yuling.

"Bold, you, you dare...... Belch...... My stomach ......"

Xian Yuling, who was about to get angry, suddenly felt a burning pain in his stomach, which made him moan.

"Ah~~"

At the same time, the rest of the Hulan people in the tent also covered their stomachs and screamed, and the "slaves" who were serving them around them all slowly got up at this time, and each showed a hideous smile.

Xian Yu Lingdeng's eyes were red, and he pointed at Huo Qing and Akima and said, "You, who are you?" What the hell is going on here, Archima? You ......"

"Hehe......" Mu Feng sneered, walked to Huo Qing's side, took off the hat on his head, threw it on the ground and said to Xian Yuling: "I'm sorry, Akima has already sent him to see the Mother Earth last night, and I, the patriarch of the herdsman, Mu Feng, will deliberately serve the military governor to cut off your retreat here, accept your fate......"

"Poof~"

When Xian Yuling heard this, he spit out a mouthful of black blood, and his mouth, nose, ears and eyes also oozed black blood and tears, and his face became extremely distorted and hideous, and the rest of the Hulan people in the tent also began to be poisonous, and soon spread to the entire tribe......

"The poisonous powder ground by seven kinds of poisonous insects, mixed with a little Qingling grass and smeared on the meat and wine bowl, colorless and tasteless and delays the poison time, this is the masterpiece of your Hulan people, this general really admires this poison today, you can go with peace of mind......"

Huo Qing raised a foot and gently kicked Xian Yu Ling's chest, only to see Xian Yu Ling collapse to the ground weakly, and after spitting out a mouthful of black blood again, his bloody eyes glared at Huo Qing's arrogant cheeks fiercely, and finally died of anger.

An elite grassland cavalry was buried under Huo Qing's poisonous plan in this way, and his death was worthless......

And Huo Qing's journey has just begun, and the nightmare of the grassland desert is coming......

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