Whether it is a blacksmith in an ordinary mountain village or a horse thief wandering in the grasslands, if he wants to become the most elite unit of the Qin State, the Golden Fire Cavalry, it sounds a bit fantastical. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ordinary people naturally have the doubts of ordinary people, Gu Peng is not a saint or a big person, he is just an ordinary person, he is not even literate,

When Chu Nan said of course without hesitation, he just looked at him in a daze, like looking at a rogue liar in the market.

"You don't believe me!"

"Don't believe it!" Gu Peng shook his head and then sighed, "I'm Yanren!" ”

Yes, he is a Yan person, and the Golden Fire Cavalry is the army of the Qin State, and it sounds very unrealistic to appoint people from hostile countries no matter which country they are in!

"So what's the matter?" Chu Nan said loudly and pointed to Zhou Wu beside him and said, "He is not a Qin person, isn't he also a member of the Shadow Secret Guard, and he, he ......." ”

Chu Nan said loudly and looked at the golden fire cavalry gathered around, "There are Zhao people, Wei people, and Qi people among us, even if there is one more of you, what does it matter?" ”

Yes, what does it matter if there is one more, too many people have already died.

As the twilight progressed, Chu Nan and the few remaining people carefully put their corpses together, while for those Rongdi people, they were thrown together at random, they couldn't take their comrades away, they had to wait for the follow-up troops to come and take them together, and a few people helped them get on their horses and went towards the twilight.

Shanjung, the station of the Yichen clan.

The blazing bonfire burned on the open ground, making a crackling sound, and the fiery red flame seemed to burn the sky into a gap.

Countless people of the Yichen clan prostrate on the ground, and under the blazing firelight, a long table was filled with cattle, sheep, horses and pigs filled with tributes for the sacrifice to the heavens, and this sacrifice was presided over by the oldest priest of the tribe, in the hope of bringing good luck to the tribe.

The old priest said something in his mouth, and then sprinkled a cloud of white powder into the blazing fire, so that the fire, which was already burning, let out a loud roar, and burned even more vigorously.

All the people of the Yichen clan bowed deeply, and as the leader of the Yichen clan and the king of Shanrong, so did the Yichen Gang, who bowed deeply and threw the cattle, sheep and horses that represented the sacrificial things into the fire, and the sacrifice was completed.

As he stepped down from the altar, the retinue of warriors behind him hurriedly followed, and as the leader of the entire Shanjung, he had to make full arrangements when the war began.

A horse roared into the camp from a distance, heading straight for the location of the Interpretation Gang Force.

Protect the King!

The samurai behind him drew his long sword and protected him behind his back.

"Father!" A mighty figure descended from the horse.

"Tuo'er!" Yi Chengang pushed away the samurai in front of him and said loudly, with surprise in his eyes.

"Prince Taku!" The warriors saluted when they saw the long knives in their hands.

The person who came was the eldest son of the Interpretation of Chengang, and also the first warrior of the entire Shanjung, according to legend, when the Interpretation of Chentuo was eight years old, he was able to lift a hundred catties of boulders, and few people in the entire Shanrong tribe could compare, and the Shanrong advocated strength, so the Interpretation of Chengang was also very satisfied with his eldest son.

"How did you get back!" Although he said that he was in a reproachful tone, his eyes were full of the love of his father.

"Let's not talk about that!" Yi Chentuo interrupted his father's words, "I heard that you are going to use war against the Qin State!" ”

Yi Chengang nodded.

"But... Why is that? Now that the entire Shanjung clan is recuperating at a critical moment, if it is rashly used to fight, the entire Shanjung clan may face a catastrophe. ”

"You come with me!" Yi Chengang turned around and entered his tent, leaving only himself and Yi Chentuo.

He came to his desk, took out a silk book, and handed it to Yi Chentuo's hand, "Look at it yourself!" ”

This is exactly the letter sent by Yan Dan that day.

Yi Chentuo opened the silk book in his hand and looked at it carefully, but his face turned blue after a while, and he looked at his father, and his tone was already a little trembling, "These are all true." ”

Yi Chengang nodded and said solemnly: "The situation is much more serious than now, if it is not handled well, I am afraid that my Shanrong clan will suffer a catastrophe." ”

"You know!" Yi Chengang continued: "My Shanrong has lived in this grassland since my ancestors, this is this land after hundreds of years of war with the blood of countless ancestors, as the prince of Yan said, if our Shanrong clan allows these Qin cavalry to wipe out their Yan army, then the next target of these Qin people may be us, we dare not bet, and our Hu people in the west, especially the Huns, are also gradually approaching, although the Shanrong clan seems calm now, but it has been in a deep crisis on all sides, What's more, Yan Dan promised us that if we assisted him in destroying this Qin cavalry, he would assign the Dusk Mountain Grassland to our Shanrong! ”

"What!"

Yi Chen Tuo was startled.

Dusk Mountain Grassland, less than five hundred miles away from their Yichen clan, it is a large grassland with very rich water and grass, due to its proximity to Atami, the four seasons are like spring, it is the largest production place of Yan war horses, in the past few decades, they have occupied this vast grassland for themselves, until it was taken away by the Yan people, if they can regain control of this grassland, they will become powerful in the shortest possible time, they will have more food, more population, and more war horses, At that time they will not be afraid of any nation, tribe.

Yi Chentuo was puzzled: "But how could the people of Yan Kingdom let us get that grassland at that time!" ”

"Then I can't help them!" Yi Chengang sneered.

"The child got it!"

On this night, few people of the Yichen clan fell asleep, everyone had their own doubts, when the first rays of morning light fell in the sky, countless tents lifted the curtains, wives bid farewell to their husbands, fathers bid farewell to their sons, countless people of the Yichen clan, stepped on their war horses, and gathered towards the designated place, the same scene happened in the rest of the Shanrong clan, the Jia clan, the bone protection clan......

Countless mountain cavalry gathered together, like a large shadow gathered together, covering the sky.