At the pass of Qilian Mountain, at the last pass where Muhan Bolu was about to flee to the Xianbei people, the people of the Fourteenth Division chased after him. ◇↓頂◇↓Point◇↓Small◇↓ said,

Almost, as long as the sticky Hanberu crosses this mountain pass, it is a flat river.

But unfortunately, the reality is brutal.

Sticky Hanberu decisively stopped, killed some of the horses, let the king's tent wolf ride to eat, and then led the people of the Fourteenth to the open field, where they were about to fight.

Two thousand kings' tent wolf cavalry plus three hundred Xi cavalry, this is all the cards of Sticky Han Bolu.

The 14th Department had 7,000 morale-boosting men.

Sticky Hanbo slowly rode out of battle, and the powerful momentum made everyone feel excited.

In fact, he was not mighty at this time, and his iron armor was stained with blood, and his hair was scattered, which was very embarrassing.

But it still feels powerful.

Even though the people of the Fourteenth Department chased and killed Sticky Hanbo for several days and drove him to a dead end, they still did not dare to despise him.

Sticky Hamp walked out, and there was a moment of silence in the room.

"The people of the Fourteenth Division, come out to see so-and-so!"

A tiger roar spread across the grassland.

Yes, Tiger Roar. Sticky Humburu is a fierce tiger, and now he is being chased by a pack of wolves, and his power has exploded.

Eight tribal leaders slowly rode their horses, separated from Sticky Hanbolu a few feet away, and reined in their horses face to face.

"Yaoli, Chuli, and Naxi have all received favors from a certain family, and now that you are rebelling, you should also give a certain family a reason."

The head of the Harukato department said: "You've been doing it long enough, Xi people need some changes." ”

The head of Naxi said, "We have indeed received your favor, but we have fought for you for so many years, and we have not paid it off. ”

Sticky Hemburu thought for a moment and said, "This reason is not enough for you to take risks. ”

"Of course not enough." Said the head of the Hadar Ministry.

"We have a feud."

"I know. Back then, the second son of a certain family killed your brother and took your brother-in-law. Farther away, I killed your uncle. But don't forget that it is because of us father and son that you can sit in this position. ”

The head of the Hadar tribe laughed and said, "Of course I won't forget! But I won't thank you either! Because while you have indirectly given me power, you have also erased shame on me forever. If I don't kill you, I will always bear the shame on my back, and endure the torment under the contemptuous gaze of my people. ”

"So-and-so's second son has died at your hands." Sticky Hanberu said in a deep voice.

The head of the Hadar tribe laughed, "I have already sent his head back to the tribe." It's up to you. ”

Sticky Hamberu stared slightly, then suddenly grinned.

"You can't. Your uncle can't do it, your brother can't do it, and you can't do it. ”

The face of the head of Hadar was grim, and his eyes shone with resentment.

"And us."

"You're not dealing with one tribe, you're dealing with fourteen."

"If you are caught, we will spare your fifteenth wife, who is already pregnant, and keep a trace of blood for you."

Sticky Hamporius looked at the person who spoke like a fool.

One of the leaders shouted: "Sticky Hamberud, our kindness is limited, don't use your arrogance to challenge our patience!" ”

"You have acted against the sky, and you have reached the curtain and the sacrifice ceremony in advance, and you have long been a sinner who mocks me! This crusade against you is to give you a chance to be born again, and to be more rampant, so that you may know that the will of the immortal heaven cannot be disobeyed! ”

"We uphold the will of the Immortal Heaven and obey the will of the gods of the Heavenly Mountains, and vow to arrest you in order to seek the understanding of the gods and relieve me of the calamity of ridicule."

"If you die, you can still ask for the forgiveness of Changshengtian, otherwise, you occupy the Bushehr Department, and the chickens and dogs will not survive!"

"Death!"

"Death!"

The sound of shouts sounded, and Sticky Han Bolu shook his head slightly with compassion in his eyes.

"Whatever is willful and will-willing, it's all shit! It's nothing more than ambition. is not willing to be subordinate, and wants to take a certain family and replace it. ”

"But are you capable? You don't, you rebel, you are just carried away by power and interests, you don't have a long-term vision at all, you don't have enough ability to make the Xi people prosperous. ”

"Hmph, nonsense." The head of the Harukato department sneered: "It's nothing more than your self-righteousness, arrogance, thinking that you are the savior of the taunting people." Let me ask you, you have been in power for more than ten years, have I ever been strong? How many victories were won in the war between the Qin people and the Xianbei people? Do you dare to say that today's Xi people are more frightening to foreigners than the Xi people of the past? ”

Sticky Hanberu shook his head.

"You have only seen a certain monopoly for more than ten years, but you have not seen what a certain family has done for the survival of my Xi tribe."

"I Xi people have lived at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains for generations, living by water and grass, with insufficient food, poor life, and insufficient population, so they have been oppressed by the Xianbei people and the Qin people."

"Before a certain family came to power, although the wars between the Qin people and the Xianbei people were won repeatedly, the population was always decreasing. The glorious past that you often talk about is nothing more than a ploy for the foreigners to destroy us. ”

"However, since a certain family has been in power for more than ten years, although the prestige of my people is not as good as before, the population has increased several times. Why? The Jin people once sought an alliance against Qin, and the Qin people also came to seek reconciliation, and the Xianbei people stepped up their persecution of our tribe, which is a signal that my Xi people are strong. If I ridicule people for being weak, why do Jin people stammer? Why are the Qin people jealous? Why do the Xianbei people regard us as a thorn in their side? ”

"You have never known Tao Hui, but you just blindly do it and can't get things done. It's a pity that the vision is still short-sighted and the heart is still narrow-minded. They keep saying that they are for the sake of the tribe, but they only drag down the tribesmen. ”

"Nonsense!" The head of the Hadar tribe shouted: "It is clearly nonsense to shirk responsibility! You said that you have strengthened the strength of my Xiren tribe, so why haven't the living conditions of other tribes improved except for you? Which distribution of the spoils of war is not the one that you have gained the most from the Bushehr Department? The strength you think is just a lie to the outside world after you take pity on yourself. ”

An undisguised sneer flashed in Sticky Hanberlu's eyes: "Stupid." If a family doesn't reap the benefits of their tribe first, who else will follow? Human nature, what's wrong? As for what you said about the unevenness, dare to ask, when you were fighting, did you dare to fight to the death like I occupied the Bushehr Division? People who are greedy for life and afraid of death, how dare they say that they are fair? ”

"So what? As long as we kill you and destroy your Bushhr Ministry, we will be fair in whatever we say. ”

Sticky Han Bolu said: "In this case, a certain family is very curious, you all think that you have won the battle, so I don't know, after defeating a certain family, how will you distribute it?" ”

The eight leaders looked at each other and fell silent.

"Haven't you negotiated yet? Hehe, a certain family has said a long time ago, you are a bunch of wastes with no vision and no heart. Even the immediate benefits are not well divided, how can you be qualified to say later? There are three of the most abundant pastures in a certain family, which are next to your four tribes, how do you divide them? There are more than 100,000 cattle and sheep in a certain family, and you must not be able to divide them, and the people of a certain family, you are even more difficult to divide, and who will succeed the great sacrifice after the death of a certain family, it is something that they can't solve, you see, each of you is willing to exchange a huge price for insignificant benefits. You will have quarrels, and then you will continue to fight, and you will die, and the people will fall into the quagmire of war because of your stupidity and selfishness, and you will decline. You can't do anything, fools who only fight among themselves. ”

"The Hadar tribe has a grudge with the Bird tribe, the Chuli tribe has a dispute with the western region, and the Xiqilun tribe and the Yaoli tribe only had a war a few years ago, and your own problems have not been dealt with well, how can you have the face to say that the tribe? A bunch of idiots. ”

Sticky Han Bolu smiled, laughing unscrupulously, laughing heartily.

The faces of the eight leaders were completely gloomy.

Obviously, there are some things that get to the point.

The head of the Hadar tribe sneered and said, "So what? As long as we kill you, how to divide and how to make peace is our own business. What does it have to do with you? Besides, you're smiling so happily, aren't you still defeated by us? Defeated at the hands of the fools you think you will divide your land, take possession of your cattle and sheep, bully your women, slaughter soldiers"

"It's not too early, let's finish." The head of the Harukato tribe interrupted the head of the Hadar tribe, and he was a little impatient.

"Are you very confident, then you have to fight to find out."

Sticky Hamporius turned his horse's head and walked towards his army, then slowly stirred up his horse, slowly accelerating.

Two thousand wolf riders against seven thousand elite iron riders, this is a battle with a huge disparity in strength. Even if the Horde Wolf Rider had the absolute advantage of the same number, he still had no chance of winning in front of the clansmen who were several times their number and were not weak in the slightest.

But even so, the fighters of the Champshehr division will not back down.

The arrows had already been used up in the previous battle, and the warriors of the king's tent wolf riders, armed with simple shields, opened up their formation against the arrows in the sky and began to charge.

Zhandarshan was behind Mukhampuru, along with his Anda Zamqi.

The scimitar slashed **, the leather armor was torn, the neck bone was cut off, the blood sprayed out of the thin spilled on the grass, the severed limbs and corpses fell, and the horse's hooves turned into flesh.

The wolf of the king's tent rode without retreating, fighting desperately. The death toll has climbed dramatically.

In front of Zhan Dashan, the two clansmen who guarded him had died, his righteous brother Zamuqi was extremely struggling because of the injury on his left hand, and he was stabbed in the abdomen, and he was almost unable to support it, and his eldest brother, that is, the eldest prince of Xi Ren, was finally killed in the third confrontation and died with a leader.

The people around him are gradually scarce, which means that the pressure on him will be greater, and Zhan Dashan will gradually be unable to support it.

A strong Nasi warrior picked off Chandarshan's scimitar and slashed at him in the neck.

A scimitar reached out and struggled to open it, but then the arm holding the knife was severed.

The scimitar severed his hand and fell into Zhan Dashan's arms.

It was his answer, Zamuqi's hand.

With a roar, Zamuqi jumped up from his horse and threw down the Naxi warrior, slamming his head against the bulging stone as he fell, splattering Zamuqi with blood and brains in his face.

Zamuqi got up and looked up, looking at Zhan Dashan, who had picked up his scimitar and slashed at him, and pulled a smile.

Goodbye Ann.

Then a man's head flew up, and Zamuqi's body fell.

failed to save it, after all, it was still a little slower, and Zhan Dashan's head went blank in an instant.

"Kill!" A feathered arrow flew towards Zhan Dashan's head, which was struck off by a scimitar, and then a large hand dragged the dejected Zhan Dashan onto his horse.

"Take him away!"

"But you"

"The son of a certain family, I'll leave it to you!"

The burly bearded man with a mace in his left hand and a scimitar in his right hand led a few of his own soldiers towards more than a dozen enemies

Zahansh carried Zhandarshan out of a bloody road and galloped towards the east.

The last 400 cavalry escorted Zhandarshan to escape.

After several hours of galloping at high speed, the four hundred cavalry stopped.

The enemy behind has been thrown off, and in the line of sight ahead, a white line has appeared.

Zhandashan turned his head and looked at Uncle Zahansh behind him, but heard the sound of a falling horse.

Zahansh, who had fallen to the ground, had several feathered arrows stuck in his back, and his blood had already congealed.

Zhan Dashan's eyes blurred instantly.

Zhandashan got off his horse, hugged Zahansh's body, looked at the sun, which seemed to be dyed dark red, and did not speak.

The white line was approaching, and without the order of the little prince, not one of the four hundred kings' tent wolf riders moved.

Faintly, Zhan Dashan heard a familiar voice.

"Little Prince, do you need your help?"

(PS: To be continued tomorrow!) ）