The shouting and killing outside the tent surprised Ashina, when Ashina got dressed and went out of the tent, the entire tribe had already fallen into a melee, and the group of people holding big knives in front of him were like heavenly soldiers and generals, which caught his tribe off guard and made it difficult for him to accept.

At this time, Ashina remembered the retinue who was killed by himself, and remembered what the man meant when he said "It's a big deal", but Ashina didn't think about himself at all, but scolded secretly: "Bastard, bastard, except for such a big thing, how can you not explain it to me clearly, damn it!" Damn it! ”

Right now, Ashina doesn't have time outside the tent, so it's useless to think about it, after all. Seeing that his side was losing and retreating, Ashina hurriedly shouted loudly: "Hurry, hurry, come here, go to Wanzipo and call someone!" ”

Several big men around Ashina's tent are really loyal, no one flinched, from the time the war happened, to now, they have been guarding outside Ashina's tent, even if Ashina killed a person just now, he didn't think much about it, even if he heard Ashina and the little beauty's moans just now, these people were not driven by the surging desire, and left their posts to find a woman.

At this moment, in the tent, the little beauty who had just been nourished by Ashina looked more and more coquettish, her pretty face turned pale, and she hurriedly came over, and said in a trembling voice: "Chief, how is this good, if the concubine falls into the hands of this group of people, she will definitely be ravaged, isn't it better to live than to die!" ”

It's not that this little beauty is loyal, how much she loves Ashina, but she's afraid, she has seen how those Turks ravaged their sisters before they were rescued by Ashina, one by one, even if her sisters were already unbearable and weak. has passed away, and the group of madmen has no intention of retreating.

Fortunately, even if Ashina arrived, fortunately, those people were ready to sell themselves at that time, fortunately...... All this, in the heart of this little beauty, is very profound and unforgettable, I am afraid that in this life, he will never forget. It's impossible to forget.

Now, there are so many hundreds of people, in her eyes, these are not people, they are all a group of beasts, when the time comes, will she commit suicide, will she commit suicide when her flower blooms the most bewitching. Just passed away, she was unwilling, she wanted to live, even if she was asked to serve a few men. No matter how many men there are, as long as they don't let her be like their sisters.

And although Ashina is not a thing, she is still very interested in this beautiful woman who has just become her own woman, and she takes the little beauty into her arms. comforted: "Don't be afraid, with my Ashina here, these people will die later." I'll keep you safe, and it won't be long before my army arrives!" ”

Army? Hearing these two words, the little beauty's worries gradually relaxed. Snuggled in Ashina's arms, he looked even more charming, his delicate body trembled slightly, and his face was like a burn. A pair of beautiful eyes looked at Ashina expectantly, almost hooking Ashina's soul, almost making Ashina forget that his tribe was fighting with others, and almost forgot that he was still outside the tent now, no longer in the tent.

Ashina tribe and bend slope on the way.

A thousand Mo sword soldiers were quietly prostrate on the ground, with a meal of weeds on their bodies. Xing Honglin, who was screaming a straw in his mouth, stared straight and focused on the south, where the battle should have begun, Li Zizheng should have started to attack the Ashina tribe, according to the plan, someone should have passed from here and asked for help from the north.

The sound of the horse sounded slowly, and the sound began to grow louder slowly, and Xing Honglin could already see a black spot in the distance, which should be the person who went to report the news, and a crisp wolf howl sounded. All the Mo Sword Soldiers hung their heads and lay on the ground.

If it was usual, this Turkic who went to report the news would definitely be able to find out that something was wrong, after all, how could there be a wolf howl in this winter, and he didn't notice that there was a piece of dry grass on both sides that was obviously higher than the other sides.

He didn't have time, not at all, thinking of those who were like heavenly soldiers and generals, holding big swords, he was afraid, afraid of his own tribe, being bypassed, afraid that the woman he had just arrived a few days ago would be snatched away, although it was normal and common for women to be robbed of women on the grassland, but no man was willing to let his women be snatched away, to serve other men, but to be ravaged by other men.

He didn't want to, so he only had one belief at the moment, that is, to quickly feel the bend of the slope, and quickly call the hundreds of elites of the tribe, although he was still a little weak against those heavenly soldiers and generals with big swords, but the Turks who rode on horses were not comparable to one person, this was the pride of their steppe people, and it was also his pride.

"Da Da Da!"

The sound of horses' hooves first slowly became higher, and then slowly weakened, and in just a moment, Xing Honglin, who quietly opened his eyes, had already seen that the man on the horse had gradually moved away. Immediately shouted: "Arm, thistle!" ”

When the Mo Dao soldiers heard Xing Honglin's voice, they began to get up, and then from the grass piles around them, they turned out small bags of thistle terrestris, and then, following Xing Honglin's previous arrangement, quickly stood in a row less than twenty zhang to the north, and then slowly dispersed the iron thistle terrestris in his hand.

Xing Honglin's grim face slowly appeared a smile, and he secretly said in his heart: "I didn't expect that these iron bumps still have such a great use, although I heard Gongzi say that these things can limit the cavalry, although I have also heard that the iron thistle terrestris can make the cavalry lose its combat effectiveness, but it is the first time I use it, and I don't know how effective the road is, I should be able to see it later!" ”

The execution of the Mo Dao soldiers is indeed not comparable to that of ordinary troops, just for a moment, they stood in a row, and after another moment, the iron thistles were slowly dispersed to the ground by this group of people.

Xing Honglin saw that the Mo Sword Soldiers had been completed, so he immediately waved his hand and said casually: "Quick, hide!" ”

A group of Mo knife soldiers, then began to help one person slowly drill into the dry grass, the rest of the one, find a piece of dry grass is thicker, also drilled in, from a distance, the thistle terrestris disappeared, a thousand Mo knife soldiers also disappeared, from the sky, and other places are no different, even if you walk in, that is, the dry grass in some places is thicker, and some places, just like sheep eggs, faintly can see some black spots.

That's enough, according to what Qin Xuan said to Xing Honglin, those who are eager will definitely come on horseback, and the speed of the horse is extremely fast, just like the person who went to report the news, there is no time to see for himself that these are indeed flaws.

"Da Da Da!"

Half a moment later, the sound of horses' hooves remembered again, this time from the crack in the dry grass, Xing Honglin, who looked north, saw not a black spot, but a yellow cloud, set off a black line. Slowly, this black line became thicker, and Xing Honglin was already able to roughly distinguish the human and horse shapes one by one.

After a while, Xing Honglin had already seen how many people there were in this black line, more than 20 people in the front row, and looking at the depth of this team, I was afraid that there were hundreds of rows, which would be difficult! Xing Honglin's brows couldn't help frowning, and he secretly slandered in his heart: "Damn, this group of Turkic bastards is really careful, with so many rows, even if they are pierced by thistles, I'm afraid they won't lose much combat effectiveness!" ”

Just when Xing Honglin was secretly scolding in his heart, the Turkic cavalry was getting closer and closer, and Xing Honglin's heart also raised his throat, if these cavalry did not lose their combat effectiveness, they were afraid that even if this group of Mo sword soldiers ran away, they would not be able to catch up, wouldn't that hurt the Zizheng brothers?

Xing Honglin didn't think about himself first, but was thinking about Li Zizheng who was conquering the Ashina tribe, from this point, it can also be seen that although this Qin Xuan is not very good, but the aspect of controlling people is not bad, or rather, Qin Xuan regards Xing Honglin, Li Qingrui, and Li Zizheng as brothers, and also let them treat each other as brothers.

"Bang, bang, ah......"

In the blink of an eye, the hissing and shouting of various voices was unconscious, and Xing Honglin's eyes suddenly widened. It turned out that the Turkic cavalry had come to the coverage of the thistle, and as the horses in the front row were stabbed by the thistle, they fell to the ground, and then because the speed was too fast, the people behind could not stop, like dominoes, lined up to the end, even if some people were lucky, they did not know the horses under them.

Seeing that the time was ripe, Xing Honglin suddenly got up and shouted, "Brothers! Kill! ”

With Xing Honglin's action, on the originally calm grassland, there was suddenly a circle of large troops in hand, and only for a moment, before the Turks could react, the Modao soldiers who were originally surrounded on both sides directly surrounded the Turks, even people and horses, all of them.

And Xing Honglin didn't need to give an order at all in this matter, and this group of strange sword soldiers who were like crazy people rushed in with big knives.

With the sword in hand, one by one, the Turks who were crushed by the horses passed away and went to meet their ancestors. As for those who were lucky enough to jump off their horses, they were either stabbed by the thistles on the ground or collided with the horses that followed.

An encounter that could have been evenly matched turned into a one-sided massacre, and the leader of the slaughtering side was Xing Honglin, looking at these injured horses, the distress in his heart, the regret.

If it weren't for their own lack of strength, I'm afraid that this time, these hundreds of horses would be their trophies. However, even so, this group of crazy Mo knife soldiers still gained something, more than a hundred horses were just tripped, and they were not injured, and they could still be used when they turned around to recuperate, even if they couldn't go to the battlefield, they could still be used as a means of transportation. (To be continued......)