"Brothers, it's your turn to play!" Li Tao waved his hand to the child slave.

Twenty-three child slaves rushed towards the masked man with a ghost-headed broadsword in hand, all of them had been stained with blood since the last time they killed the madman, and they had long since lost their fear of killing. Seeing that their faces were as calm as water, it seemed that they were not going to fight, but to feast.

The masked man at the head slammed up from the ground, an extra scimitar in his hand. His chest rose and fell violently, and one could imagine how angry he was. He was indeed very angry, it was just that he had suffered a loss before, but now a group of teenage children dared to challenge them, could it be that the dignified Turkic warriors had become lambs to be slaughtered?

"Warriors, kill them all for our honor!" With that, the masked man at the head rushed to the child slaves first.

After really fighting, the masked people realized that these teenage children were not so easy to deal with. If they were to fight alone, these children would certainly not be the opponents of the Turkic warriors, but the three or five of them dealt with a masked man, but the masked man was in a hurry. The child slaves were using the combined attack techniques they practiced on a daily basis, Pei Yue and Wang Maozhong were on the side to stop the other masked men, and only when the child slaves had eliminated their opponents would they put in the next opponent. If a child slave encounters a masked man with good skills, and he sees that he can't parry, a sharp arrow will shoot out of the array, and the masked man will definitely fall to the ground with an arrow in his throat.

Seeing this, the masked man at the head naturally understood that the other party was taking advantage of himself and these people to train for those children. If this continues, it won't be long before the manpower on his side will be exhausted. Although he was anxious, he couldn't do anything.

Li Tao watched the battle in the battle, and he was also proud of the children's results, and he could imagine how hard these children usually trained.

After looking at it for a while, Li Tao slowly frowned, and he said to himself, "Why are these masked people's scimitars so hard? ”

The big knives used by the child slaves were specially made by Li Tao at the invitation of the best blacksmith in Luzhou according to the style of the ghost head knife of Fengqiu. But in the fight, the ghost-headed broadsword is far worse than the masked man's scimitar. Some of the children's knives were broken and had to pick up the scimitars left behind by the masked men underground to continue the fight.

"These are Turkic standard war knives, even if they are not inferior to the Tang knives of the Tang army!" Mo Jianlian on the side gave an explanation.

Mo Jianlian was full of curiosity about Li Tao and kept observing him carefully. He saw that Li Tao didn't take the enemy in his eyes at all, but was quite concerned about the enemy's weapons, and couldn't help but explain on the side.

"The standard war knife of the Turks? Is the Turkic iron-making technology even stronger than the Tang Dynasty? Li Tao was a little surprised.

"Hundreds of years ago, the Turks were attached to Rouran, and since then, our Ashina family has been the iron-smelting slave of the Rouran Khanate, so there is a secret steel-making technology!" When Mo Jianlian talked about the humiliation of his ancestors, he turned out to have a flat expression.

Li Tao thought thoughtfully: It seems that this time I came to the Turks to not only look for Turkic pure **, but also to explore the 100 steelmaking technology.

"Not good! Tell them to come back, the opposing team's horse team is coming! Mo Jianlian suddenly exclaimed.

Sure enough, the more than 30 cavalrymen who had just withdrawn saw that their men were besieged and galloped over desperately.

"Rest assured, they know what to do!" Li Tao wasn't very worried.

The masked man in the lead was snorting and panting, and could only watch as the children in front of him returned to the car formation in an orderly manner. His mood at the moment was really a bit mixed, just now he was still full of confidence that he would wipe out the opponent, but now they had found nothing but the corpses of the Turkic warriors all over the ground.

"Are they ready to retreat?" Liu Qingbin asked strangely.

Mo Jianlian silently watched the other party move all the corpses and weapons on the ground to the horse, and nodded: "It should be!" But I don't think they're going to give up so easily! ”

After everything was cleaned up, the masked man led by him stared at the car formation, and only after a long time did he grit his teeth and say word by word: "Mo Jianlian, this time it is your fate, I don't know if you will have such good luck next time!" ”

Listening to the words of the masked man at the head, Mo Jianlian was like being struck by lightning, his whole body trembled, his lips trembled for a while, and he didn't say a word.

"Return you Han people, it's bad for me, I hope there is still a chance to get out of the grassland! I'm sure we'll meet again! Of course, the words of the masked man at the head were said to Li Tao and others.

With that, the masked man turned his horse and left, and the rest of the men followed on horseback.

The masked men who had come and gone without a trace quickly disappeared, and the grass in front of the formation became empty. Thinking of the scene just now, Li Tao couldn't help but shake his head and smile bitterly.

"This little Langjun, I don't know your honorable name!" Mo Jianlian didn't seem to have fully recovered from the shock just now, and there was a hint of tremor in his words.

"You're welcome, my name is Li Tao, I'm from Luzhou in the Tang Dynasty, it's the first time I've come to the prairie, I'm very happy to meet King Zuoxian!"

"That's right, I'm the Turkic Left Sage King Mo Jianlian! Li Xiaolangjun, you don't have to worry, we Turks will repay you for your kindness, you saved my life, and I will escort you out safely no matter what! ”

Mo Jianlian's words made Li Tao have a good impression of him, and he smiled and hugged his fists: "Then I will thank King Zuo Xian first!" ”

Mo Jianlian nodded, silently looking in the direction the masked man had just left and stopped talking.

Li Tao seemed to realize something, and he asked tentatively, "King Zuoxian, who was the person who chased and killed you just now?" Does King Zuo Xian know them? ”

Mo Jianlian showed a painful expression on his face, and after a while, he said with difficulty: "The leader is the right valley Li King Tong'ou, who is also my cousin!" ”

Li Tao suddenly realized, and he only then understood why Mo Jianlian was so shocked just now. Indeed, his cousin killed him, how could he feel good in his heart.

"You heard it from his voice?"

Mo Jianlian nodded.

"King Zuo Xian, can you tell me what's going on?"

Mo Jianlian sighed: "This matter is a long story......

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It turned out that Murjlian was the son of the Turkic Khan Gululu. After the death of Gululu Khan, Mojilian was young at that time, and Molu's younger brother Mosi established himself as Khan. The prestige of the Gulu Khan in the Turks was very high, and the Mur Khan seized the position of the Khan of his nephew, and he was afraid that the people would be resentful, so he made Mo Jianlian the Turkic Zuo Xian King, and Mo Jianlian's younger brother Que Teqin became the Right Xian King.

Originally, this was just an expedient measure for the Silent Khan. But as Mo Jianlian and Que Te Qin grew up, Mo Si Khan had a heart disease. King Zuoxian was usually designated as the first successor of the khan in the Turks, and his status was second only to the khan, and the khan did not want to pass on the throne to his nephew in the future. However, the Murchilian was a man of leniency, and was deeply supported by various tribes, and Que was extremely brave, known as the first warrior of the Turks, and the two had no major fault, and they could not depose them, so they could only tolerate them for the time being.