The rumbling sound of horses' hooves dissipated, and after the yellow smoke and dust dissipated, a hideous scene of the Hun tribe was revealed, densely packed with Hun light cavalry and heavily armored cavalry. Most of the lightly armed cavalrymen www.biquge.info the pen and the pavilion wore felt hats made of animal skin and linen, and all of them had hateful faces and fierce expressions, but their faces were dusty.

The heavy cavalry were treated much better, with a few horses to ride, and were dressed in brown heavy armor, wrapped in armor, revealing only one eye. Not seeing their expressions, a Hun who looked like a leader rolled over and dismounted.

He had a rude, flat head, short but powerful limbs, broad shoulders, and piercing eyes like a burning torch. He walked up to Ye Feng in a grand manner and said in a strange Northwest Hun language:

"Which is the apostle of the Immortal Heavens? I'm Kahaba here to help him! ”

Cahaba was surrounded by several chieftain-like men who stood around him, surrounding him.

"I am!"

Ye Feng said lightly, he glanced at Kahaba lightly.

"Oh, you are the apostle of the Immortal Heaven, and many of the warriors in my tribe were rescued by rescuers and Tengger believers! May the heavens bless you! ”

Cahaba said excitedly, dancing with his hands, and even wanted to hug Ye Feng excitedly, but then he retracted his hand like a criminal child, he felt that his status as a mortal was too lowly and humble.

Ye Feng's heart was already stirring, and he tried his best to calm down his excitement, but there was still excitement in his eyes.

I'll take it, is Lao Tzu's personality charm so strong that ****** warriors come to vote, this is not an ordinary treatment.

"Mama, it's you!"

Just as Ye Feng was about to think about what words to use to communicate with Cahaba. One of the Hun chieftains beside Kahaba suddenly said excitedly, his face flushed, and he wanted to see his friend for many years.

"It's you!"

The horse went up to the Hun and gave him a big bear hug.

"I brought more than 2,000 Huns and more than 5,000 horses! Come to your aid, Attila should have told the vultures to eat! He sent us devout believers to the front, and the Huns who had settled down to see us were behind! They really don't deserve to be called Huns! ”

Kahaba's face suddenly turned red, and he angrily complained to Ye Feng, as if Ye Feng was a judge and a king who could change all this. Cahaba's hard black hair trembled as a result, and the scimitar and armor on his body collided together with a rattling sound.

"The will of the Immortal Heaven is unpredictable!"

Ye Feng replied helplessly.

"But the Immortal Heaven will bless those who believe in him and the warriors! Is that right? You see, I and the warriors I brought with me cut off their hair and beards, did not defecate in the open, did not drink raw water, and bathed regularly..."

Cahaba tried to prove his piety so that he could ascend to heaven after his death.

Ye Feng did find this group of Huns unusual, although they looked extremely barbaric and backward nomadic Huns. From the far east. But their level of hygiene is much higher than that of the people of this world, and there is no one to match them, except for the Romans.

The improvement of the level of hygiene can greatly increase their combat effectiveness, and one healthy Hun is worth ten poor and diseased Huns. Moreover, injuries can greatly reduce the morale of the army and the tribe.

"Well, God bless the brave! God bless the believers! ”

Ye Feng nodded affirmatively, he did feel that staying with this group of Huns, the smell was much better, the stench on their bodies was much less, and the lice all over their bodies were almost extinct.

Kahaba, who was affirmed by Ye Feng, was excited, and shouted at the tribe:

"God bless the brave! God bless the believers! Are you willing to fight for the Immortal Heavens? ”

"Slay all the Gallic beasts!"

"Kill them all!"

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The Huns, who had been wounded and healed, had personally received the blessings of the New Tengri Sect, so they were most excited, and their cries were surprisingly loud, their faces were red with excitement, their muscles were bruised, and their throats were almost hoarse.

Listen to the earth-shattering roar and these wild nomadic Huns, part of the last Huns. Ye Feng felt that the town in front of him was not a problem at all. Just as he was about to ride his horse and gallop on the battlefield.

Attila's messenger arrived, and Attila also discovered that although the settled Huns were reliable, their will had been corrupted by a life of luxury, their combat effectiveness had plummeted, and their will to fight was even less flattering, even inferior to those Visigoths, that is, a race in Gaul.

Helpless, he had no choice but to ask for help from these arrogant and domineering nomadic Huns, and the spiritual leader of the nomadic Huns was Ye Feng. The settled Huns who were loyal to Attila did not care much about Protestantism and had little acceptance of Protestantism. Because of Attila's strong influence, it was also prevented by the increase in the civilization of the settled Huns.

Ye Feng knew that he couldn't refuse, because although those nomadic Huns were somewhat dissatisfied with Attila, most of the Hun leaders were loyal to Attila, because Attila had accumulated a lot of prestige in the victory of the war and brought a lot of wealth.

"King of kings, steppe eagle, king Attila, command you, go to Osgerburg of the Visigoths at once! Assist Attila, the great king of the steppes, in his attack! ”

The envoy rode on his horse and said to Ye Feng arrogantly.

Ye Feng didn't have anything, now he could only compromise with Attila, after all, they were all grasshoppers on a rope, if Attila finished, he Ye Feng would also be killed by the beastly Visigoths.

But all the twelve were furious, and Kahaba even scolded the messenger in front of him:

"May you be trampled to death by the hooves of ten thousand horses! I, Kahaba, will go to war, but the soldiers are tired and don't know when they will come. ”

Ye Feng's eyes lit up, he was so stupid, isn't it simple to preserve his strength? Do you have to be so obedient? Attila's centralization was not yet too perfect and powerful, and even if Attila established a feudal dynasty! Didn't the Roman generals also often rebel and rebel? He didn't pay any attention to Attila's orders. As long as it falls far behind Attila, there is flesh on it, and when it sees bones, it flashes. Listen to the Xuan or not, what can he Attila do to me?

It's just that these nomadic Huns, blinded by wealth and money, have a few who can resist the desire to plunder.

Ye Feng sighed, retaining the last essence of the Huns, he could do as much as he could.