Wang Shuang and Heisha, who were wearing a full set of iron armor and holding long-handled war knives, were very majestic, but Wei Ba, who was carried on their shoulders, was even more majestic. Wei Ba himself was already tall, and he sat on the shoulders of two big men, and he was obviously extremely tall. Under the illumination of countless fires, a body of fine armor was shining, and it was even more majestic, like a god descending to earth, and the cheers of the barbarians were very appropriate.

Wei Ba was carried around the field by Wang Shuang and Heisha, and more than 2,000 people of the Yuanxi tribe stood around, even on the top of the trees and on the mountainside, they raised their arms, cheering for the unexpected victory and the arrival of the gods. Shalaman mother and daughter stepped forward first and kissed the tips of Wei Ba's boots, which triggered stronger emotions, and Yuan Ximan, old and young, hugged him, vying to hug Wei Ba and get close to this god general from heaven.

The revolutionary masses were too enthusiastic, and Wei Ba, the god general, was almost dragged down by them and fell into a dog and. In the face of the public opinion he had painstakingly created, Wei Ba was both happy and nervous in his heart, for fear that these fanatical barbarians would be overexcited for a while, knock him into the dust, and hurriedly motioned for Wang Shuang to go back.

Back on the wall, Wei Ba raised his arm, and the barbarians shouted like a tsunami of cheers.

"Warriors, fathers, we have just defeated the invincible Wu Dog and washed away the shame they have imposed on us with their blood, this is a moment to celebrate, let us once again cheer for the fearlessness of the warriors."

Wei Ba pulled Hei Sha over and motioned for him to remove his armor. Heisha comprehended, lifted the visor painted with a dog's head, clenched the long-handled war knife in his hand, and straightened his chest. At this moment. He is the embodiment of the fearless warriors, like the reincarnation of Shamoko. Wei Ba wanted to build momentum for him as a god general descending from the sky, of course he couldn't ask for it.

Seeing the black sand, the older tribes of the Yuanxi tribe seemed to see Shamoke's heroic posture again, and they couldn't help but burst into tears, and they cheered again, both for victory and for the black sand.

"Warriors, fathers, look. What is it? Wei Ba raised the sword high. Show it to the surrounding people.

The order is the supreme thing of the barbarians, and ordinary people have no chance to see it, they looked at the brand in Wei Ba's hand, and looked at each other for a while. Wei Ba waited for them to calm down. Only then did he raise his voice and say: "This is the order of the ancestor of Pangyu that has been inherited for thousands of years. Only those who can command all the barbarian tribes are worthy of him. The king of the Yuanxi tribe, Shamoke, once became the master of the Block Gourd Decree with his courage and justice. He died on the battlefield for the Han Dynasty, adding supreme glory to this order. Today, he guided us to defeat Wu Gou. Let us extend our sincerest thanks to His Heavenly Soul! ”

"King! King! King! Black Sand was the first to raise his arms and shout, and Shalaman wept silently, walked up to her husband, raised his hand, and hid his face and wept. When the people of Yuanxi thought of Shamoke, they immediately cried, they shouted with tears, and some even knelt down to express their respect to Shamoke's spirit in the sky.

Wei Ba took advantage of the situation to announce that in order to show his loyalty to Shamoko, I will petition the Emperor Bixia of the Han Dynasty to posthumously crown Shamoko and treat his widow and daughter favorably. At the same time, in order to show his gift to the Yuanxi tribe, the Han Emperor Bixia sent him to fight side by side with Heisha and give more support, so that the Yuanxi tribe would once again become a great tribe of Xiongguan Wuxi.

After a few agitations, the blood of the Yuanxi tribes burned again, and the cheers could almost make the Emperor Girl Peak nod and make the Emperor Girl Lake make waves.

When everyone was excited, Wei Ba put away his smile and asked a question.

"Warriors, although Wu Dog was defeated by us, but they robbed us of the fruits of our hard work for a year, without this food, how can we survive the winter? Warriors, can you bear to watch your parents, wives and children starve? Are you willing to watch the enemy leave with our harvest? ”

"I don't want to!" The warriors, who were stimulated by the cheers one after another, roared without thinking.

"Now, I'm going to catch up, take back the food that originally belonged to us, and kill more Wu dogs, is there anyone willing to go with me?"

This sentence immediately ignited the passion of the warriors of the Yuanxi tribe, who stamped their feet and cheered, and asked for battle one after another. Heisha was startled: "My lord, pursuit? ”

"Do you have questions?" Wei Ba asked without changing his face.

"There is no doubt." Heisha hurriedly said: "I'm just a little worried, after a day of fighting, the soldiers are physically exhausted, I'm afraid of ......"

"We fought for a day, Wu Dog also fought for a day, we are tired, aren't they tired? What's more, we win, they lose, you look at our morale, what else is there to worry about? ”

Heisha looked at the high-morale tribes, swallowed his saliva, and didn't speak again. He was different from these young subordinates, he had experienced the Battle of Yiling, and knew the danger of the battlefield, and the victory or defeat could be reversed at any time. It's one thing to defend the fortress, it's another thing to pursue. Although the Wu army was defeated, its strength was still not to be underestimated. In case of a miss, not only will the gains already made be in vain, but the strength of the Yuanxi tribe will be dealt a major blow, and the hope of re-emerging will be even slimmer.

But Wei Ba was very confident, and he couldn't object, so he could only remain silent.

Wei Ba could understand Heisha's worries. In fact, he had such worries, but he had to take the risk. Although the Wu army was defeated, it seemed that the loot was very considerable, but the most important grain was taken away by the Wu army. The Yuanxi tribe was trapped in the stockade for more than ten days, but the Wu army was not idle, and they harvested all the rice planted by the barbarians everywhere. Without food, the Yuanxi tribe will not be able to survive the winter, and even if Chengdu is willing to provide relief, it will take a long time to transport.

In this case, Wei Ba could only take the risk of attacking. Of course, this is not a mess. The Wu army was defeated, and the morale was low at the moment, but the morale of the barbarians was very high, and after the barbarians changed their clothes, their strength increased, and they were attacking on the territory that the barbarians were familiar with, and the probability of success was not small.

If there is no suitable opportunity, then a small battle is enough, and the Wu army does not have the courage to dare to catch up with the barbarians to engage in mountain warfare.

Wei Ba had made up his mind, and immediately ordered the selected guards battalion to change their clothes, put on the armor that had just been stripped from the Wu army, and bring the Wu army's war knives and weapons, especially the Wu army's bows and crossbows, which were the happiest harvests for the barbarians. The barbarians are busy farming, hunting in their spare time, and they all have a good archery skill, but they are limited to the jishu level, and there is no haode bow and crossbow available, which greatly limits the combat ability. Now it has been replaced with the standard bow and crossbow of the Wu army, which has added wings to the tiger and greatly increased its strength, which also provides a certain guarantee for the pursuit. What's more, he now has enough appeal to take these people to the soup and fire, and die without turning around. With these conditions, if we are only satisfied with the existing results, it will be a delay in the fighter.

There is no time to lose. Seeing the opportunity to expand the results of the battle as much as possible is the highest level of the art of war, and the famous general of the Republic Su Yu is a master in this regard, otherwise he would not be able to create the myth of seven battles and seven victories.

Looking at the nearly two hundred troops who had changed into the armor of the Wu army, and looked even more powerful and majestic, Heisha also gained a little confidence. Jin Suo'er didn't do it, on this day, except for ambushing the Wu army in the back mountain, she basically didn't participate in the battle, and now Wei Ba is going to lead the warriors of the Yuanxi tribe to chase and kill the Wu people, how can she watch anymore.

Jin Suo'er resolutely asked to participate in the war, Wei Ba couldn't ask for it, and with the help of those two big dogs, he could save a lot of trouble. As soon as it seemed that Jin Suo'er, who was a guest, was going to fight, Shalaman, as the host, had no reason to retreat, so she also changed into a military uniform, took the two sacred dogs of the Yuanxi tribe, and set off with Wei Ba.

Lu Kai did not go far, in unfamiliar waters, sailing at night is not an ideal choice, not to mention the new defeat of the Wu army, Lu Kai needs to stop and reorganize the team, if he blindly escapes, there will be a lot of soldiers lost because of the loss of command. Lu Kai stopped the warship not far away, set up the battle flag, gathered the remnants of the soldiers, calmed the people's hearts, and worked all night until the east was getting white, and Lu Kai could sit down and take a breath.

Lü Kai followed his father Lü Dai on the march for many years and had rich combat experience, although he did not relax his vigilance even after the defeat. He placed his army on the ship, sent guard ships around him, and sent a large number of scouts on the shore to prevent a sneak attack by the enemy, and when everything was settled, he went to bed with his clothes.

After a busy night and another big defeat, Lu Kai was physically and mentally exhausted, lay down, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.

He had a nightmare in which he was trampled under the feet of a god as tall as a mountain and cut off a man's head with a knife. He could see his headless body being trampled under the feet of the gods, but instead of dying, he felt more sensitive, he could clearly feel the pain in his neck, and even feel the blood flowing from the wound. He was lifted into the air by the Divine General's hair, and when he met the Divine General's cliff-like face, the Divine General opened his mouth and swallowed him in one gulp.

There was darkness before his eyes.

"Ahh Lu Kai exclaimed and sat up, covered in cold sweat.

With a "bang", a personal guard pushed open the hatch and rushed in, he looked at Lu Kai, but he didn't say a word, just stared at Lu Kai in disbelief. Lu Kai fixed his eyes and saw that an arrow was exposed from the guard's chest, and blood was spurting out along the shaft of the arrow.

Blood spurted out of the guard's mouth, and he said with difficulty: "General, the enemy ...... Raid! Before he could finish speaking, he fell to the ground, revealing half of the arrow feathers behind his back.

Lu Kai was stunned for a moment, his ears seemed to be suddenly opened, and a noisy sound suddenly surged. The hoarse shouts of killing, the chaotic sound of war drums, and the sound of hurried footsteps, mixed together, surged, and kept hitting his nerves.

Lu Kai rushed out of the hatch and saw that there was chaos outside, and he was just about to call someone, when two guards suddenly rushed over and knocked him to the ground. Lu Kai was dizzy from the collision, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time, and when he was a little more sober, he found that the two guards had been shot.

A sharp arrow pierced their chests, connecting them together.

Lu Kai changed color in shock, and his heart seemed to be suddenly grabbed by a big hand, making him unable to breathe. Cold sweat leaked through his body and soaked his clothes again. He stared blankly at the arrow that had killed the two guards, unable to utter a word, as if the arrow had not only killed the two guards, but had also hit him in the throat. (To be continued......)

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