Blood stained the earth red, and the Hun warriors who chose to surrender out of fear did not receive corresponding forgiveness, and more than a hundred died of cowardice, silently, and buried in the Gobi. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

On the blood-stained ground, a young commander who had personally executed forty-three people was gently wiping his sword, and on the ground was a circle of dead corpses, each of them had a desperate despair and nostalgia for life written in their eyes, killing so many enemies would make even the most ruthless executioner suffer from irritability, but this man was different, his face did not fluctuate too much, he raised his sword, his eyes flickered to the side, and in front of him was a group of warriors in black robes.

At this time, they had never felt afraid of the bloody battle with the enemy, but when they faced the scrutiny of the young commander, they couldn't help but feel a little panicked in their hearts, but more than that, they were revered and convinced.

The young commander had an indifferent face, his black hair was scattered around his ears, and wherever he stood, it was like an ice cellar, and it always gave people some cold breath.

Tender?

Green?

A man who was perhaps less than half the age of many warriors was their commander and the only king of the legion.

The Gobi believes in survival of the fittest, and there is a proverb in this land that it is easier to survive with a wolf that eats meat than a sheep in captivity in a house.

Killing and death are a daily drama here, and no one can escape this fate, whether high above or as low as a mouse.

The fighters gasped violently.

The blood and hard-won victory had already made their blood pump, and at this moment, the sight of the brutal slaughter in front of them made them raise their arms and shout.

This is their commander, even if he is young, but his methods are more terrifying than the most ferocious beasts of the steppe, and this is a leader who can bring them more food, so they deserve to give their loyalty and reverence.

He, the man who had pierced the hearts of dozens of enemies with his own hands, stood there, not showing a trace of arrogance in the cheers of the crowd, he looked into the distance, those two unfocused eyes were always looking ahead, and there, an ordinary warrior with a longbow on his back was slowly approaching.

It was a warrior who looked to be in his early twenties, and his steps were very light, like a beast hunting its prey, and he walked slowly and firmly towards the crowd step by step, step by step.

The warrior did not hide his whereabouts, and soon, the crowd of people who raised their arms and cheered noticed his figure, and at this moment, the air became a little heavy, and many people took up arms, including some of the most terrifying beings in this team.

A physique comparable to a brown bear, a man with a speed like a tiger and a wolf, a boy with a double hammer, a black-robed shawl and a large number of killers and the center of the crowd, the boy who is rendered more and more indifferent by dozens of corpses, this is a very strange picture, even a warrior who is a little confident in his martial arts, he can't help but feel a heavy depression.

The warrior took down the longbow behind his back, knelt on one knee, looked ahead, and said in a calm tone: "Lord, please forgive your sins in the future!" ”

The man put back his sword, and he didn't show a trace of expression after killing dozens of people, and his brows finally slowed down at this moment: "It's a pleasure to meet you, Ma Zhong, one of my most mighty warriors, and you will receive my most sincere welcome." ”

Ma Zhong's body trembled slightly, this was an indescribable coldness, it was indeed a very sincere welcome, more than a hundred mutilated corpses and blood gathered into a stream, this scene, like a cruel sacrificial ritual, was very frightening, but not really resistant, Huangfu Mu, this unmasked young man, won his curiosity and short-lived loyalty in an unusual way.

"Wu Feng, divide fifty shadow guards and hand them over to Ma Zhong, from now on, he will teach them the skills of bows and arrows and the skills of mounted archery." It was a very brief appointment, and Huang Fu Mu didn't even introduce the other party to everyone and divided the most fierce shadow guard at the moment into a quarter, which was a very abrupt thing, but for Wu Feng, it was particularly ordinary.

For the decision of the emperor's husband, Wu Feng will always fulfill them one by one, whether in the past or in the future, it will be cruel and evil.

The cruelty of reality gave Huangfu Mu a very vivid lesson, the first lesson is called greed, about the sky will not fall pie, even if he knows that Ma Zhong will come to be loyal to him, but with the existence of Jia Xu's unstable factor, Huangfu Mu has been thinking about how to make Ma Zhong happy and convinced of himself a long time ago.

Using the enemy's life as a sacrifice, using the most indifferent means and numbing strong heart to fuel his own momentum, this is the temporary idea of the emperor, but it seems to have some surprising effect.

[Name: Ma Zhong]

[Attributes: Force 76, Commander 42, Intelligence 35, Politics 51, Charisma 38]

【Condition:Strong】

[Equipment: Streamer (Bow and Arrow Form)]

[Personal Expertise: Concentrating, Walking Through the Yang in 100 Steps, Blinding the Eyes]

[Stunt: Soul Hook]

[Loyalty: 65]

Loyalty is as high as sixty-five, even if this state is not as good as Wu Feng and Chu Yan's heart of a dead soldier who can die at any time, but it is several times better than Jia Xu. This is a relatively stable loyalty, and there will be no unprovoked incidents.

This is a good start, there is still a lot of time to get together with each other, and the emperor has the confidence and perseverance to make this first shot general who is rampant in the Three Kingdoms willingly surrender to him.

It's a game that requires patience and means.

The prelude to the era is about to begin, he will accept the crusade and scolding of the whole world, this is a very complicated and difficult road, before that, he needs to accumulate enough strength, Jia Xu, Ma Zhong, these historical generals who are born with a halo are his goal, in the future, he will collect them as much as possible and use them.

It's tough, but it's exciting.

Huangfu Mu smiled, like a spring breeze, comfortable, peaceful.

………………

Perched atop the desolate Gobi, a forgotten dwelling built by many people who yearn for freedom compared to the chaotic tribes and ruined villages, these people are called wandering yaks, representing freedom and perseverance.

In the center of the house, a beautiful face, with some dust on his body, and bright hair tied up haphazardly, hanging diagonally over his ears.

Girl, very beautiful girl.

Even if he was chased by hundreds of cavalry, traveled dozens of miles a day, and even tired the horses to the ground, there was still no trace of discouragement and panic on her face, as always proud and calm, she was like a flower butterfly lingering among the roses, even if the flowers had thorns, she was still able to swim with ease, suck pollen, and survive.

She, the woman who sat in the yurt, tasted the food of the original owner, but strangled all the breathing creatures in this room with a dagger, is the only heir of the East Mastiff Village who abandoned her partner and ran away alone, Xu Yan.

A strong smell of blood permeated the whole yurt, there were three corpses in the corner, two large and one small, except for the men and women who looked a little old because of their long labor, and the little corpse lying in the middle of them was a very cute girl, with a chubby face, a ruddy little face, and she also held an embroidered tiger in her hand, the tiger's head was a little blue, this was the fading phenomenon after a long time of touching, it was obvious that this was her toy, and it was a toy that she liked very much, perhaps it was bought from the town by her hard-working father, Maybe it was sewn by her kind mother, and for her, it might really be a precious playmate, but now, it has no meaning.

The little girl died, her heart pierced, a blow to her death, her dull eyes staring ahead, without pain or despair, and it was evident that she died suddenly, without even a trace of pain.

This is a very heart-wrenching picture, but the girl who is the initiator has not shown a trace of guilt and apology, mare's milk and jerky This is a very bad match, even if the physical strength is seriously lost all the way, but the girl still does not feel satisfied, but pouts, like a man who is rejected by a longing man, full of grievances.

It wasn't a pleasant meal, but the girl ate as much food as she could, and the way home was still long, and she might have to kill someone before she could do so.

After the meal, the girl lay down on the master's bed for a short rest, which was a very pleasant time to relax, the girl's bright eyes looked at the roof, and her mouth hummed an unknown tune.

Stunning beautiful girl, gentle song, cold corpse, this is a scene that is difficult to describe in words, very beautiful? Comfortable? Cruel?

When night falls, the yurt house located on the Gobi seems particularly distorted and lonely at this moment.