"I... I'm the Furry Department... Banner bearer... Venerable Lord Daxia... Please, take my life..."

"Standard-bearer..."Lin Xiu's eyebrows twitched, he looked sideways at Zhao Yuan, and Zhao Yuan patted his horse closer: "General, the three armies of Emperor Xiaowu and the Liaoyuan army have sent a military order, asking the general to take the army column of his headquarters to enter Lincheng immediately, and be sure to encircle the barbarian tribes such as the green wolf and the wild fox at the boundary of Lincheng!" ”

"Ben will be ordered, and you will immediately assemble the army of the headquarters!"

Lin Xiu said in a deep voice, and let the Hou Chong flag bearer say coldly: "I'll spare your life, go back and tell the green wolf and wild fox those grassland cubs that the land of my Great Xia has not been soaked in nutrients for a long time, and this time I will use your corpse to irrigate the land..."

Qiu Luo's standard-bearer was directly frightened by these words, and asked the pro-soldier next to him to bring a horse and hand it to the standard-bearer: "Beast thing!" Get lost! ”

The standard-bearer didn't believe it at first, but seeing that these Xia cavalry didn't move, and the Xia cavalry trumpet kept sounding in the distance, he panicked and got on his horse. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

But the barbarian destroys people's homes, how can Lin Xiu let him leave safely? At the moment when the standard-bearer turned around and got on the horse, Lin Xiu nodded at Huang Qi, Huang Qi understood the meaning, and immediately galloped on the horse, without waiting for the standard-bearer to react, the long cone came out, the cold light was terrifying, and it fell quickly from the shoulders of the standard-bearer.

The standard-bearer was stunned, and when he reacted, one of his arms had already flown out of his body, and then a painful torture came from the broken arm, and Huang Qi and these Xia people laughed loudly.

The torture of life and death, the coercion of the blade, the standard-bearer did not dare to say anything, so he could only grit his teeth, stuff the pain into his stomach, and let the rear rush away.

In the morning, the sun crossed the mountain, sprinkling the soft warm sun on the northern land, and as the cold breath plummeted, the morning fog on the land became heavier and heavier, and the cold and heavy was like a layer of barrier pressing on people's heads.

Lindong, Qiulin, the sound of horses roaring from time to time in the morning fog in the distance, when you look closely, it turns out that the green wolf, wild fox and other tribes are camping, but in the neighing of horses' hooves seems to be mixed with some different scolding.

"Shut up!" Chatai Laejin was stunned like a cow and shouted, but several tribes in front of him were still shouting and confronting each other, and no one wanted to listen to anyone, so they naturally ignored Chataila.

"Seeing that the snow is falling day by day, this place has long been free of plunder, and we have not retreated to the grassland, what are we staying here for?" It was the West Goose Ejinwala who spoke.

"I'll tell you to shut up!"

Chatai Laejin roared again, he got up from the cowhide felt, drew his scimitar, and strode in front of Valaejin: "You crow species, we came to the summer realm under the guidance of Sumatra Sheng, looking for life for the tribe, what do you mean by not retreating?" No matter how much you talk nonsense, believe it or not, I slaughtered you! ”

"Cha Tai La, do you really think that my West Goose Clan is afraid of you!"

Vala had had enough of the endless conquests, and as a small tribe, he was not as ambitious as the green wolf, and he just wanted to return to the steppe with enough food, to his barren old camp, and survive the winter.

However, Chataira was worried about the craftsmen, blades, and all the good things in the city, and if he wanted to become the king of the southern grasslands, he had to be more prepared, otherwise how could he compete with the golden family of the northern grasslands?

Therefore, after the West Goose tribe said that it was evacuating, Cha Tai La directly refused, and even took out the belief of Sumatra as the name of the heroic soul to oppress Vala, but Wala had seen the figure of his own tribe from the Qiu Luo tribe before - their West Goose tribe went south this time 6,000 tribal warriors, but the plunder was pitiful, if Cha Tai La continued to attack Lincheng, his tribe was likely to be sent as cannon fodder like the Qiu Luo tribe, which was a disaster for the small tribe, without the support of the warriors, or he would be eaten by other tribes in a short time, thereforeIn the past two days, Vala has united two or three tribes similar to the West Goose tribe and asked for the order of Chataila.

"Be quiet!" The messy noise annoyed Wo Kuo, and he shouted to stop, but these Ai Jin didn't take him as a wild fox protector in their eyes at all.

For a while, he was despised by the small tribe Ai Jin, and Wo Kuo was bent on beheading the Xia man Lin Xiu, who was famous in the sea, and the two intertwined, and Wo Kuo was furious.

When everyone was facing each other, Wo Kuo Leng Mian summoned the door slave Utu Tu, whispered a few words in his ear, Wu Tutu walked away quickly, about a cup of tea, Cha Tai La and Vala scolded each other angrily and almost slashed each other with a knife, Wo Kuo suddenly rushed up, and without anyone paying attention, he raised his hand and stabbed the dagger into Vala's heart.

"Old brute, so cowardly, living is an insult to the soul of the Holy Hero of Sumatra, go die!"

Listening to the splash scolding, Vala didn't believe it, he wanted to resist, but the strength of his body had been drained by the dagger, and before his Na Keer could rush up, he was rushed up from behind by Ututu and others, hacked to death with knives.

In this way, several small tribes who still had to speak of retreating immediately stopped their voices, and Chataila took this opportunity to shout: "My brothers of Aijin, the Xia people are weak, like lambs, and the grassland is strong, comparable to the soaring eagle, the strength and weakness are different, why don't we seize more wealth before leaving?" And those riches are behind the low walls of the Xia people! ”

"But... But the Xia people seem to have arrived at the realm of Linxiang and Xiang..."A small tribe of Ai Jin whispered: "In case they block our retreat... Consequences..."

"Do you think that the weak lamb can overcome the eagle in flight? Or do you think that our brave horses can't resist the swords of the Xia people? ”

Cha Tai Lama shouted angrily, pressing the words of this Ai Jin into his stomach, and at this time, there was a fierce fighting sound in the northeast of the tent, in the direction of the camp of the West Goose Clan, which made some of the Ai Jin in the tent tighten, Wo Kuo withdrew the dagger, and the lifeless Walla fell to the ground softly.

"Chiefs of Ejin, we are the heroic souls under the patronage of the Sumata Saint, and the heroic souls must not give up, otherwise it will be an insult to the Sumata Saint, such a person is the enemy of my wild fox..."

"Lord Ministry, how can this be?"

In front of the camp of the West Goose tribe, Vala's son and the West Goose tribe obeyed his father's instructions in the early morning, pulled out the camp and prepared, and evacuated only when Vala returned, but Vala Egin did not return, and the brave horses of the green wolf, wild fox and other tribes arrived.

These different grassland men slaughtered the Xia people like demons, and they didn't want to slaughter the warriors of the West Goose Clan, and the same was the case when they rushed to kill, the camp of the West Goose Clan was broken, and many warriors who were still sorting out the big tent fell under the knives of other tribes in confusion.

"Damn it! Go find Ekin... Fast! ”

Attached to the galloping horse rushed to the camp tent door, but was hit by Mu Tiedan, a slave from the Wokuo Gate who was killed head-on.