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The 10,000-person team that slayed the dragon was the weakest one of Su Fuyan, this time Su Fuyan knew that the 10,000-person team he was sent out was sent out to die, so he transferred the elite of the two 10,000-person teams back to the team left behind, and filled some old and weak and disabled into it, anyway, it was just cannon fodder, and it was filled with the elite, this was the most uneconomical deal, or the most elite was left, as his own capital, and he could continue to compete with Badun in the future, at least he could make Badun fearful, Therefore, he can still save his net worth.

Tu Long stood in the barracks, facing the direction of Danhan Mountain in the north, folded his hands, raised them high, and then knelt down slowly, praying in his heart that his 10,000 people would not be discovered by Lu Hanqiang on the opposite side, so that his more than 10,000 brothers could safely escape this catastrophe and finally return to his tribe.

After walking through the solemn and pious etiquette, he took the hot milk tea sent by the guards around him, drank a bowl of relief, smacked his mouth, but was somewhat regretful. No matter how good the milk tea is, in this late autumn, it is not as good as a bowl of strong liquor Moutai, or even a bowl of Fenjiu, and the last bowl of dried yam liquor produced in the south.

But at this time, this kind of request is simply extravagant, because his big order Yu listened to the advice of the bullshit Nanren and put an end to all the practices of his tribe that wanted to buy Nanren liquor, on the pretext that every time he drank a bowl of liquor produced by the Nanmen people, the profits generated would contribute to the increase in the strength of the Nanmen people, according to what the bullshit Han people said, this is also a kind of economic sanction against the Nanmen people.

"Without spirits, how can people persist in this bitter cold place? A sheep for a jar of wine, what's so bad about this, a sheep, just half a year in spring and summer, and in exchange for a jar of wine, according to the calculation method, this jar of wine needs to cost the other party at least half a load of grain, even the emperor of the Han Dynasty strictly forbade alcohol, proving how serious the consumption of wine is to them, isn't this equivalent to weakening their strength in disguise? Slayer muttered, saying almost the same opinion as all the prairie people.

However, complaining is complaining, Da Shan Yu's order is absolutely indisobedient on the grassland, and it can only be done like this.

At this time, the guard quietly handed over a sheepskin bag, and the dragon slayer turned his head to look at it, and when he came to open the lid, a charming aroma of wine that had not been seen for a long time came to his face, which made him infinitely happy in his heart.

That's right, there are policies and countermeasures, you don't let me buy and sell wine openly, why can't we smuggle it over, you can separate the border between us and the Han people, cut off our wine supply, but we will get these wines from the Xianbei people, but the price is higher, so that the Xianbei people make a little profit, anyway, we have more cattle and sheep, and it is not bad for this benefit of two percent.

Taking a sip gently, Slaying Dragon found that this was the beautiful Moutai, so he couldn't help but yell and take a sip, but as soon as he drank it, the wine worm was amused, so it was out of control.

The 60-degree Moutai liquor is mellow and sweet, which is simply unstoppable, so Tulong took one sip after another, and drank half of the Moutai in this bag, which was more than a catty.

After not eating in the morning and drinking more than a pound of liquor on an empty stomach, the dragon slayer felt that his head was dizzy, and after a while, he fell to the ground and fell asleep soundly.

I don't know how long I slept, I was woken up by the violent shaking, and when I opened my eyes in a daze, I saw that the two pro-soldiers were yelling at him with their mouths open, but their ears couldn't hear what he was calling? Just buzzing.

smashed his head with his fist to make himself sober, and only then did he understand what the soldiers were saying: "Qu Shuai, it's not good, Lu Peng's army is rushing over." ”

Slaying the dragon waved his hand impatiently: "Isn't there just a large army coming, what's the fuss?" What about Lu Peng's army? Suddenly remembered something: "What did you say?" Is it Lu Peng's army? ”

Then he jumped up violently, waved his hands, and shouted: "Hurry up and meet the enemy, quickly release wolf smoke." ”

There was a great chaos in the camp, and about 10,000 brothers began to mount their horses, and then waited for the commander's order.

The dragon stumbled to his feet, and with the support of his own soldiers, he climbed on the war horse, drew his scimitar, and pointed forward: "Brothers, the warriors of Wuhuan - who is it, and what direction is the enemy in?" ”

This is really too much drinking, greedy for cups and mistakes, and I haven't even figured out where the enemy is going, how can this battle be fought?

The soldier next to him immediately reported: "I have just received news from the patrol that the enemy is in the south, and now it is less than five miles away from us. ”

"Five miles away, it's still too late, the enemy's infantry is moving slowly, okay, then let's charge, let that guy from Lu Peng take a look at the combat effectiveness of our Wuhuan warriors."

Just as he was saying this, an earth-shattering sound of horses' hooves rose from the south, rumbling towards him, slaying the dragon was startled, and looked up, a blood-red banner in front of him had appeared on the horizon, and under this banner, there was a mountain of chariot brigades, which were pressing over with a thunderous momentum.

"Fight, fight, hold them off, and get reinforcements." Slaying the dragon, who had drunk too much, had not forgotten his responsibility, and shouted loudly at the rebel army around him.

As a result, as soon as the formation was formed here, an overwhelming rain of giant arrows was poured down, immediately causing the chaotic formation of the dragon slayer to collapse.

Before Dragon Slayer could come to his senses, the enemy's chariot soldiers had already rushed into his ranks, and the first enemy's bright saber cut off the scimitar that Dragon Slayer had just raised.

Slaying the dragon is the 10,000 enemies of the Sumuyan tribe, a real warrior and fierce general, a scimitar almost beats the invincible hand of the grassland, how can a small enemy soldier be bullied so much.

The dragon slayer twisted, dodged the fatal slash of the steel knife, and used the half-cut scimitar to slash at the enemy, but the enemy didn't pay attention to him at all, and rushed over directly, and just when he was about to pursue, another enemy rushed over and swung the steel knife at him again, and the dragon slayer raised the scimitar again to block, and when there was a crisp sound, the dragon-slayer's scimitar was cut off again.

The dragon slayer turned around again in embarrassment to dodge, and then threw away the scimitar in his hand, pulled out the spare iron bone on his waist, and threw it towards the enemy, but the enemy didn't care about it, flashed in front of him, charged forward, and let the dragon slayer's iron bone smash the air again, and at this time, the third enemy had appeared beside him, the same scimitar dragged horizontally, flashing from under his side, the dragon slayer had heard the sound of the sheepskin on his body about to be torn, and was shocked at the time, and quickly leaned back and dodged, Just as I was about to get up again to chase and kill the enemy who humiliated me, a big knife cut down on the head, the big knife was huge, it was outrageous, it was terrifying, a knife down, it was difficult to parry the dragon, and it was cut off by a knife and a knife with a horse.

Lu Peng lifted the bloody broadsword and shouted: "Charge, don't stop, charge-" and then brandished the big knife again.

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