While the clansmen watched the uninvited guests come with some surprise, Mu Tu was as calm as usual, and there was even a sure smile on his face. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info sure enough, as the figure approached, everyone realized that they were not here to help the Chahars, because they did not carry weapons in their hands.

At this time, Mu Tu had already stepped forward and faced the tall man opposite: "Have you made a decision?" ”

"Exactly, we have had enough of what the Chahars have done to us, and you are here today to help us, and we should be with you beggars." The big man's answer did not mean the slightest hesitation. This group of uninvited guests were naturally the original slaves of the Chahar Ministry, and the first to answer was Tuta.

Seeing that the people behind him didn't mean to express any objections, the smile in Mu Tu's eyes became even stronger: "Okay! As long as you are willing to stand on our side, we will be allies and brothers from now on! As he spoke, he narrowed his eyes again and said, "But there is no basis for words, you have to show something." ”

Tuta knew very well that this was the other party's sincerity, that is, the so-called nomination in the Central Plains, so he grinned and said: "This is easy." As he spoke, he waved his hand and motioned for the person hiding behind him to be pushed out.

With this movement, a thin figure staggered out of the crowd, only to see that his face was pale and his eyes were full of fear.

"What is this?" Mu Tu had never seen this person before, and listening to Tuta's meaning, this person could be used as a vote, so he was naturally a little curious.

"He's got a big brain, and one of his sons is called Sodaka. Just now, I came to our side while it was dark, and I tried to borrow our hands to fight you, but I took it down. I put him at your disposal, do you think it's sincere enough? Tuta simply revealed Sodaka's identity, and waited for the reaction from the other side.

"Is there such a thing? Boy, you're a bit bold and impatient. Mu Tu looked at the young man in front of him with a sigh for a long time, and then sighed: "It's a pity that you misestimated the situation and the wrong person." So this time, your death is not unjust. ”

Hearing this dead word, Sodaka's body trembled violently, and his weak body trembled like a dead leaf about to wither in the autumn leaves, which made people inevitably feel pity when they saw it.

It's a pity that he is facing the enemies of the Chahar tribe, and no one will let him go because of this compassion. He also knew this, and his previous fear was much weaker under the fear of death. I saw Sodaka turn his head and glance at Tuta behind him with disdain and hatred, and said in a slightly trembling voice: "I did see the wrong person, I didn't expect that our Chahar Department actually raised such a large group of white-eyed wolves. If I knew this, I should have killed them all in the first place! ”

When he said this, many of the slaves looked angry, and a few were ashamed. After all, they have been in the Chahar Department for a few years, and it is not normal to say that they have no feelings for this place at all.

But his words were nothing to Tuta, who first looked up and laughed, and then spat heavily on the ground: "Phew! We people are not human in the eyes of you and other Chahars, and have you treated us well? In your eyes, we are almost inferior to livestock, we have to do the most work without enough to eat, and we have to face your nameless anger at any time, and we have to worry about being punished and killed by you at any time? This is what you call a white-eyed wolf? I tell you, the results of your Chahars today are all your own inflictions! ”

His words were painful to hear, especially the slaves behind him, who may have felt a little guilty before, but after hearing this, all that was left was the infinite anger towards Sodaka and the Chahar tribe where he was.

And Sodaka, too, was completely speechless after these words. He really ignored what happened to these slaves on a daily basis, thinking that they were also members of the Chahar tribe, but he completely forgot that they were not really Chahar people, they were mostly defeated and captured and their descendants, how could these people really do their best for the Chahar tribe?

"Bang Bang ......" Mu Tu applauded at this time: "Well said, they Chahar people are too conceited, they deserve such retribution!" This is the meaning of the Immortal Heaven, and it was the Immortal Heaven that made them exterminate the race. ”

"Patriarch Mutu is right, now you can trust our sincerity." Tuta asked with a smile and a nod.

"Of course." Mutu admitted without hesitation, and then turned his gaze to the Chahar people who were looking frightened again: "Now, there is no one who can save you. But don't worry, it won't be long before your Taiji brain hair will go down to see you. ”

As soon as his voice fell, the crying and scolding suddenly resounded again. Although the Mongolian people are brave and fierce, they are not really afraid of death, and when death is approaching, the fear of death can still destroy their strong nerves and make them hysterical.

On the contrary, Sodaka, who looked the thinnest and weakest, seemed very calm at the moment, and only stared at the enemy in front of him with a pair of wolf-like eyes: "Don't be complacent, when my father returns, he will definitely kill you all, and completely exterminate your beggars to avenge us." ”

"Really?" Mu Tu originally planned to let people put him and his people to death together like this, but now he suddenly changed his mind, he wanted this boy who didn't know the height of the earth to see his people die in front of him one by one, let him know the fear of death, make him regret it, and make him suffer!

With Mutu's order, the killing began again. Those who had just survived from the butcher's knife were once again facing the torment of death. A quick knife slashed off the heads with a look of fear, and blood splattered and filled the entire Chahar camp.

Even though these people had killed countless Chahars who had no power to fight back, and there were many old and weak among them, these Gai beggars did not even hesitate, and still raised their knives and slashed down with great agility, as if they were killing the most common cattle and sheep.

And at this time, even Yang Zhen couldn't look at it a little. Although he has always been ruthless, and believes that mercy to the enemy is cruelty to himself, he still has lingering palpitations when he sees so many people being slaughtered: "This is the cruelty of the Mongols, this is the embodiment of their barbarism!" But even so, Yang Zhen still had no intention of coming out, because he knew that even if he went out to intercede, he might not be able to stop the killing from continuing.

As he coldly watched the killing feast in front of him continue, Mu Tu thought of something again, and looked at Tuta and his fellow slaves: "You also have a deep hatred with the Chahars, and now that I give you a chance to take revenge, are you willing to help us kill them together?" ”

The slaves hesitated at first, but soon some of the people who were full of hatred for the Chahars stepped forward, took the knife from the hands of the Ghaigars, and slashed at the heads of the next group of slain. When the knife slashed into their necks, and they watched the heads of the formerly tall creatures roll to the ground, blood spurted out, and headless corpses lay at their feet, they felt nothing but a burst of pleasure.

Their very happy expressions soon infected the other slaves. Originally, these people were full of hatred against the Chahars, but they were not brave enough to retaliate so directly. Now that some people have set an example, others are eager to try, and many others have stepped forward and taken over the brutal murder work.

Seeing his people being slaughtered one by one, especially by former slaves, Sodaka's eyes were about to burst into flames. But because he was tightly bound by ropes, and there were people pressing his shoulders beside him, he couldn't show his anger with his body, so he could only stare at those enemies, hoping that Immortal Heaven would send down a thunderbolt to chop these guys to death.

However, although the sky above his head was still dark, there was no meaning of thunder. But the full moon, which has come to the west with the passage of time, will soon sink. It was as if even it didn't want to see these people slaughtered like this again.

In the last dark hours before dawn, the men and the old and weak of the Chahar tribe were slaughtered, and the corpses were piled up into a small mountain, and the blood was already flowing into a river. And at this moment, Sodaka was pressed down on the river of blood, and standing behind him was Tuta, who had never shot to kill.

I saw him kick Sodaka, kick Sodaka, and then step on the opponent's back with one foot, and with a flash of the knife in his hand, he chopped off his head. His movements are skilful, and he has no intention of dragging mud and water, just like slaughtering an animal.

Looking at his actions, Yang Zhen's expression was also tight, this person was so skilled in killing people, it was not comparable to ordinary slaves. But I don't know what his identity was before he became a slave, and he was also a warrior of a certain Mongolian tribe?

With Sodaka's beheading, the killing finally stopped completely. But everyone here knows that tonight is only the beginning of the battle against the Chahars, and that there is still a hard battle waiting for them.

"Go, light the fire over there." Mu Tu pointed to the west and commanded his men. Then, he looked at Tuta with a smile: "From today onwards, you and I are allies, let's join forces and deal with the remaining Chahars together." ”

"Good!" Tuta's response was brief, he looked up at the sky, and found that the sky had dawned unconsciously, and this Mid-Autumn Festival night full of blood and carnage had finally passed completely!

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