Wei Ba and the others walked around the mountains for two days, and their physical strength was extremely exhausted, but they successfully found the secret road of the back mountain of the Yuanxi tribe, and successfully met the people of the Yuanxi tribe, and their spirits were very uplifted, and no one felt tired. Jin Suoer and Salamane were talking affectionately, and when they saw their friends coming to help in the most critical matter, Shalaman was very excited, and tears fell down her eyes.

"Alright, alright, now that we're here, you don't have to worry." Although Jin Suo'er was younger, she was more calm, she stroked Shalaman's shoulders and persuaded softly: "We will definitely help you repel the Wu people, you can rest assured." ”

Shalaman looked at the barbarian behind Jin Suo'er, wiped his tears, and said worriedly: "But...... But there are only a few of you, but there are so many Wu people that you can't see the edge at a glance. ”

"I can't do it, but Lord Wei can." Jin Suo'er grinned and said, "Don't you know that Lord Wei fought outside the Phoenix Valley and beat Wu Dog to the ground. At that time, he only had more than 100 people, but he killed more than 2,000 Wu troops......"

Wei Ba's previous achievements, the barbarians don't know it, but the battle next to Chenshui was seen by many barbarians, they didn't see the whole process, but they saw the scene of Zuihou Zhou Yin fleeing in the wilderness, in their opinion, more than 2,000 Wu troops were defeated by Wei Ba's more than 100 people, even if it was discounted, at least more than 1,000 people. The Yuanxi tribe was wiped out by the Wu army, and the Wu army was beaten by Wei Ba, the combat effectiveness of the two sides was naturally not the same, Jin Suoer instinctively had to exaggerate Wei Ba's record, otherwise the Yuanxi tribe would not have lost too embarrassed.

The spirit of the great king Shamoko is guided in the heavens. With the magical record of one enemy and ten, Wei Ba unknowingly began to overlap with the figure of the general Wei'an served by the divine dog. Under the guidance of such emotions, Heisha, a barbarian who was almost as tall as Wang Shuang, involuntarily lowered his head, lowered his volume, and reported to Wei Ba 1510 on the movements of the Wu army outside the stockade.

The Yuanxi tribe has reached the point of exhaustion.

Lu Kai and Zhu Bao sent people to the tribe, using both soft and hard, coercion and temptation, asking Heisha to hand over the order and cooperate with them. They promised, after it was done. The new barbarian king is made by Heisha. But Black Sand didn't have a sword at all. Where can he hand it over? For this reason, Lu Kai was very unhappy and ordered Heisha to hand over the order within ten days, otherwise he would wipe out the Yuanxi tribe.

Heisha and the others were worried about this. There were still more than 500 warriors in the stockade. However, most of these 500 people are just adults. They were all young people who had grown up after the First World War in Yiling, and they had no real battlefield experience at all, although their courage was commendable. However, in the eyes of Heisha, who had experienced the Battle of Yiling, there was still a lot of gap between them and the Wu army. If there is a war, these people are not the opponents of the Wu army at all.

"The Wu people think that the order is in your hands?" Wei Ba asked quietly.

"Well, in the battle of Yiling, the king died on the battlefield, but I still have dozens of people back in the stockade, and they don't know that the order has disappeared, and they think they were brought back by me." Heisha sighed: "For so many years, I have been looking for this edict, but there is no news at all, otherwise I would have become the new barbarian king a long time ago." I didn't expect to see it again today, and then I realized that it was in your hands. ”

Wei Ba looked at Heisha's somewhat regretful face, and raised his eyebrows: "Heisha, with this Gourd Order, you can be a barbarian king?" ”

Heisha glanced at him: "Of course not, only we barbarians can be barbarian kings." ”

Wei Ba laughed and shook his head. He knew that Heisha had misunderstood, and thought that he wanted to take the Banner Decree for himself and become the barbarian king himself. This is the standard heart of a villain to live the belly of a gentleman, Lao Tzu is determined to be in the world, how can he be willing to be a barbarian king. Heisha's psychology at the moment is like a rural village girl thinking that the queen mother would get up early in the morning and get two dates to eat first.

"Before King Shamoko, which tribe was the Barbarian King?"

"Xiongxi tribe."

"In that case, then Weishenme Xiangfu failed to be the king, but let Shamoko be the king?" Wei Ba asked kindly. Heisha is the master of the Yuanxi tribe, and if he is not subdued, he will not be able to do the next thing. He got along with Xiangfu for a long time, and after the Battle of Youshui, Xiangfu admired him very much, and told him a lot of stories about the previous barbarian tribes, which corroborated each other in Ma Liang's notes, and Wei Ba's history of Wuxi Barbarian is not much worse than that of any barbarian. He knew very well that the barbarians took the strong as the king, and there was no such thing as inheritance, and the husband had fought with Shamoko for the position of the barbarian king, and was defeated several times, so he willingly handed over the order and obeyed Shamoke's command. Heisha thought that he could be a barbarian king with the Gourd Order, but he was not necessarily too naïve.

"Because King Shamoko is brave and invincible, Xiangfu is not his opponent at all."

"Is it simply because of the bravery of King Shamoko?" Wei Ba shook his head: "Heisha, think about it, if it weren't for the strength of the Yuanxi tribe, would King Shamoke alone be able to defeat everyone?" If it weren't for King Shamoko's ability to obey the people, would the prime minister be able to obey his orders? ”

Black Sand was silent.

"Heisha, you have the potential to become a king, but the Yuanxi tribe doesn't have the strength to make you king now. You still have a long way to go before you can become a true king. Wei Ba paused, and then said, "Of course, you are only in your thirties, and you still have a lot of time." ”

"If it weren't for the Battle of Yiling, how would our Yuanxi tribe fall to where it is today." Heisha grumbled.

"In the battle of Yiling, you paid a great price, and this point has not been forgotten by our emperor Bixia of the Han Dynasty, nor has our prime minister, so they sent me to help you." Wei Ba said word by word: "Heisha, I can help you become the new barbarian king, as long as you are willing to cooperate with me." ”

Heisha looked up, half-convinced. "If you cooperate with adults, you can defeat three thousand Wu people?"

Wei Ba laughed: "Heisha, have you read the books of our Han people?" ”

Heisha's face sank: "My lord, I haven't read a book, but I don't think reading has anything to do with fighting, the pen can kill." Or can books kill? You Han people are superstitious books, otherwise Yiling would not have lost so badly. ”

Wei Ba remained silent: "Books and pens can't kill people, but they can make people know how to kill." ”

Black Sand snorted, scoffing, and twisted his head.

"Black Sand, what are you killing?"

"I'm with a pair of fists." Heisha clenched his fists demonstratively, showing his bulging biceps.

Wei Ba asked lightly, "Do you kill people with your head?" ”

"How do you kill people with your head?" Heisha smiled angrily, and sneered at each other: "Could it be that the head of an adult can kill people?" ”

"Of course, my head is full of ways to kill." Wei Ba didn't say a word, and waved his palm to slash at Heisha's neck. Black Sand subconsciously raised his arms to parry. Unexpectedly, Wei Ba's move was a false move at all. His palm suddenly froze, and the black sand was empty, and before he could react, Wei Ba's palm circled. Cleanly slashed at the neck of the black sand. Black Sand's eyes were dark. Fell limply to the ground.

The barbarians were shocked. Screaming, he drew his machete and surrounded him. Salamane was also frightened and was about to stand up. was pulled by Jin Suo'er. "Sister, don't worry, although the adult is good at fighting and killing, but that is only for the enemy, for his own people, he will not kill people at will."

"Then ...... him," Shalaman pointed to the black sand lying motionless on the cold ground, and tears rolled out again.

"That's what your lord taught him." Jin Suo'er didn't know the bottom of her heart, but she also had some blind trust in Wei Ba now. She felt that Wei Ba had worked hard to save the Yuanxi tribe, and he would not indiscriminately kill people with a raise of his hand.

Shalaman looked at Jinsuo'er and saw her solemn face, so he raised his hand to stop the brute who was about to rush forward to avenge the black sand. After a few moments, Black Sand groaned, clutched his neck, and slowly sat up. When he saw Wei Ba in front of him clearly, he was taken aback, and instinctively raised his arms to protect his neck. Wei Ba didn't say a word, suddenly took a step forward, and an uppercut slammed into Heisha's chin.

Before the black sand could react, it rose into the air, "plopped" with a loud bang, and fell heavily to the ground. The fall was so hard that the whole ground shook, and the sound lingered in the cave for a long time before slowly disappearing.

Heisha was dizzy and didn't come back to his senses for a long time. After a long while, he slowly sat up, put his hands on the ground, and shook his still dizzy head vigorously. When he saw Wei Ba in front of him clearly, he was suddenly furious, roared, jumped up, and pounced.

Wei Ba, who was sitting on the boulder, sneered, suddenly rushed forward, crashed into Heisha's arms, reached out to hold Heisha's chin, and sent it lightly, Heisha flew upside down, fell into the pool, and splashed into the sky. The barbarians were frightened, even the two big dogs, and they barked, and the sound of thunder echoed in the not spacious cave, and the eardrums of the people ached.

In the blink of an eye, Heisha was knocked down three times by Wei Ba, and without any strength to fight back, he hurriedly crawled out of the pool, spitting out water while roaring angrily: "What are you doing? Want to fight? ”

Wei Ba said lightly: "I'm just telling you that although the head can't kill, it's more important than the fists and feet that can kill." If you don't recognize this, I don't think you will be able to be a barbarian king in your life. ”

Heisha stood in the water, the pool of water flowed down from his strong skin, he was stunned for a moment, and suddenly fell to his knees: "Please teach me, adult." ”

Wei Ba breathed a sigh of relief: "What do you want me to teach you?" ”

Hei Sha clenched his hands into fists, raised them above his head, and said loudly, "Please teach me how to kill people with my head, of course, ......" He swallowed, "And the fist that the adult defeated me just now." ”

Wei Ba was stunned, and after a while, he couldn't help but laugh: "You are really greedy enough." ”

Heisha laughed innocently, knocking again and again in the water, and the entire waterhole was made rippling by him.

Wei Ba shook his head, glanced at the barbarians around him, his eyes fell on the black sand face kneeling in the water, with a look of hope, coughed, and then said slowly: "Okay, I will teach you a sentence of Mencius now: the time is not as good as the place, and the location is not as good as the people." (To be continued......)

PS: I came back from the countryside, and when I looked at the monthly ticket list, Lao Zhuang was really in a cold sweat, and I didn't know what to say...... What a blow. This big festival is bent on rushing back to code words, but where is the motivation?