(Thanks to Dameng, Chubby, Hammer S, Tongle Village)

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The bones must be dead!

When Morton saw the people of the East and tribe holding the bloody head in front of the horse, he knew that this time, it had failed again.

Bu Gusu is the commander, and the commander has his head cut off, how can the people below fight?

When the horn of the retreating army sounded, the Hun camp galloped out several horses, and it was Sharuru at the beginning.

"Why did you quit?" Before the Sharuru could reach the sound, his eyes were churning with anger, if it weren't for the person who gave the order, he was afraid that the leather whip in his hand would be pulled out.

Morton didn't look back, let alone speak, in fact, he didn't need to say anything, after Sharuru ran closer, when he saw the head, he gasped, and couldn't say anything.

In fact, today's battle should have been commanded by Sharuru, but because he was depressed last night, he drank a few more glasses, and tossed a few female slaves until the middle of the night, and he couldn't get up this morning. I never thought that I would become a ghost for the dead.

"How...... How did he die? Sharuru suddenly felt his throat run dry.

"Kill the household into Fengsui and fight with that Han son. At first, he had the upper hand, but then he killed him with a sheep's bone......" The people of the Eastern Tribes knelt down in front of Morton's horse and cried, "Please be the master of the bones." ”

Neither Morton nor Sharuru had any friendship with Bu Gusu. Morton, in particular, was able to annex his subordinates if he died...... But no matter what, it is inevitable that the rabbit will die and the fox will die.

Morton let out a long sigh: "I will ask the priest to sacrifice the spirits of the household." As for you, join my Khan, and I will treat you as brothers. ”

The people of the East and the tribe all performed five thoughtful gifts, which can be regarded as the official recognition of Morton as the master. The steppe desert is like this, the tribal leader is dead, and he has to find a new backer, otherwise he will be bitten and crushed by the surrounding tribes at any time. The strong is king, survival is the mainstay, and everything is very realistic.

The second attack of the Huns, when they were about to succeed, died unexpectedly because of Bu Gusu, and was killed again.

And Zhang Fang's side is also not happy, this time in the bloody battle, they lost a third, only thirteen people remained, and almost all of them were injured, even Zhang Fang, the key protection object, was covered with wounds. There were only three people who were not injured: Qingyan, Lunu, and ...... Alimu.

The first two are both young girls, they are protected objects, and it is understandable that they did not participate in the battle, and Qingyan also made a great effort. What's going on with this Alimu?

"Alimu, what's the matter with you!" The Han brothers and the palace guards, who felt guilty because the young master almost died, pulled Alimu out and surrounded them, if it weren't for the current extraordinary times, I am afraid that they would have added their fists and kicks a long time ago.

The reason why it is said to be "pulling" is because at the beginning of the battle, when everyone was fighting, this Hu merchant actually hid behind the pile of rocks at the south gate. No matter how critical the situation is, he will never come out, even when Zhang Fang is at its most critical.

Alimu's mouth was whining, and he was making all kinds of explanations in nonsense. The placket was torn during the pulling, and something fell out with a snap......

Everyone's movements froze, their eyes frozen, and they all landed on this object.

Everyone is afraid of death, and it is not surprising that there are one or two deserters. Zhang Fang, who was half-recumbent, originally had the mentality of watching a play, and even looked at Alimu's embarrassment with a little smile, but at this time, he couldn't help but stand up, endured his physical discomfort, walked slowly, and bent down to pick up this thing - a thunder cannon.

To be precise, this is a squib that burned out but did not explode.

Zhang Fang remembered very well that he had ordered Qu Liang and the Han brothers to take back all the unused and unexploded squibs after the battle. Why did Alimu keep one?

Zhang Fang swept his eyes, and Qu Liang, Han Jun, and Han Zhong couldn't help but kneel down.

Zhang Fang waved his hand: "After the war, fatigue and occasional omissions are inevitable." You are all wounded, get up. ”

After that, he slowly walked up to Alimu and shook the thunder cannon: "Explain, right?" ”

Alimu smiled bitterly, his mouth moved, and he wanted to say something, but he still didn't say it after all, he just hung his head deeply.

Zhang Fang said leisurely: "Do you remember the scene when you and I first met?" ”

Alimu nodded and said with a forced smile: "How dare you forget, the demeanor of the son that day, so far, uh, this ...... It's still in front of you. ”

Zhang Fang ignored the other party's flattery, and continued: "At that time, the Sanshui officials framed me for making weapons privately, so they rounded me up. Hehe, privately made weapons, cut off the left toe. This thunder cannon is the highest level weapon, you dare to hide it privately...... Tell me, what is the sin? ”

Alimu sweated profusely on his forehead and turned pale.

And the guards had already pressed their hands on the hilt of their knives, and when the young master gave an order, they would hack this hateful Hu Shang to death.

Zhang Fang didn't give an order, just put the thunder cannon into his pocket and waved his hand: "If you want to vote for the Huns, please feel free, but I can't give you this meeting gift." ”

Han Zhong was surprised: "Childe, will you spare him?" ”

"The enemy is strong and I am weak, and everyone has the right to surrender." Zhang Fang waved his hand, and there was still an unspoken sentence in his stomach: "As long as you are not afraid of being torn apart by the angry Huns." ”

Alimu was grateful: "Thank you, Childe, your lord has ...... a lot"

Lin Tianci suddenly walked over, drew his knife as he walked, and said in his mouth: "Zhang Gongzi spared you, but Lin still has something for you to do." ”

Just when everyone thought that Lin Tianci was angry but wanted to teach Alimu a lesson, they saw that he actually stuffed the handle of the knife to Alimu: "Take it." ”

Alimu was at a loss: "Lin Fu Cheng ......"

"Take it!"

Alimu didn't dare to say more, and honestly took the straight knife.

Lin Tianci dodged to the side, revealing a person behind him, and immediately pointed at him: "Kill him!" ”

This is a half-blooded Hun with a spear in his small stomach, and his intestines are exposed. Such an injury can still be saved in the future generations, but in this era, especially in the border wilderness, it is basically a sure death, just depending on the length of time.

The Huns had not yet lost their breath, curled up on the ground, deaf and pulled their eyelids, heard the murderous voice, opened a line slightly, and stared at Alimu so directly.

Lin Tianci's murderous words obviously frightened more than Alimu. Qingyan took a step forward and just wanted to speak, but was stopped by Zhang Fang stretching out his hand.

Zhang Fang recognized the Huns as the only captives alive after the day's battle, and the Huns did not take them back in time. Lin Tianci wants to kill the prisoner, he has his own intentions, listen to it first, then watch, and then make a decision.

Alimu's face was extremely ugly, and his hand holding the knife was a little shaky.

Lin Tianci said calmly: "I know what you did today, not because you are afraid of war, but because you are afraid that we will be defeated and captured by the Huns." If you have the blood of the Huns on your hands, you will inevitably die with the wolf nature of the Huns, so you have to leave a room for yourself, right? ”

Everyone was stunned, their hands were not stained with the blood of the Huns, and there was a thunder cannon as a gift, once the beacon was broken, it would really be able to buy lives. A businessman is a businessman, and no matter how Han Hu is, he is generally shrewd.

And what Lin Tianci did was to cut off his back road - do you want to be bloodless? I'll let you dip it now. Killing a Hun in front of everyone's eyes, the blood on this hand can't be washed away, whether it is surrendering or being captured by the Huns, they can't escape the fate of being dragged to death by a horsetail.

It's ruthless enough!

"You can also not kill." Lin Tianci pulled out the meat cleaver at his waist, tried the edge with his index finger, and said with a faint expression, "We don't have much food, we may have to eat human flesh if necessary, I will treat you as the first choice." ”

The young girls in Qingxi heard a chill when they heard it, and their stomachs churned.

Among the people present, they discussed people's hearts, and Hu Shang Alimu sat on two and looked at one. He was sure that this seemingly well-mannered man could definitely do what he said.

Since there is no choice, there is nothing to hesitate about.

Alimu gritted his teeth, avoided the eyes of the Huns, straddled his body to his back, and stabbed him in the back with the tip of his knife......

Once he made up his mind, he simply executed it, and Hu Shang Alimu's decisiveness and coldness made Han Zhong and Qingyan, who were calling "uncle" one by one, almost drop their jaws.

Zhang Fang's eyes narrowed slightly-a seemingly humble and polite Lin Tianci, who slashed people during the day and forced to kill people at night; A seemingly cowardly Hu businessman, his methods of killing people are also quite old-fashioned...... It seems that to survive in this grassland desert, no one is a fuel-efficient lamp!