Towards the end of the evening, Zhou Yi finally led Yamucha and a group of more than 30 people to the bank of the Hannan River, but the battle situation in front of them was far beyond their expectations!

The invincible Turkic army was attacked from all sides one after another, and they did not even have time to catch their breath, and the Mongol light cavalry swept through the arrows, spears, machetes, and sabers like a gust of wind, and the Turks were crushed to pieces, and the corpses were piled up. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

Everyone knows that the tide is over. Everywhere there were pale-faced Turkic soldiers looking around in horror, trying to find a way for themselves to escape. Many Turkic generals were in a panic taking off their thick officer armor and hurriedly picking out the blood-stained ordinary soldier's outfit from the pile of dead men to put on it for themselves, so that it would be easier to flee for their lives.

Oh, my God?

Temujin actually won?

Zhou Yi's lips opened slightly, looking at everything on the battlefield of the Han Nanhe River in disbelief, and the whole person had a feeling of being separated from the world........

Outside the window, snow is falling. The cold wind blew through the window with a whistling sound. On the night just after the end of the Battle of the Hannan River, it encountered a heavy snow and cold snap that was rare in history, and the river suddenly fell overnight, and the hills were frozen. Wet firewood crackled in the fireplace, emitting a melancholy green smoke with the scent of the forest.

Two young men were sitting at the big table by the fireplace playing chess, both of them so engrossed in their gaze at the chessboard that they didn't even touch the flask on the edge of the table.

The handsome young man with clear eyebrows pushed the chess pieces forward and said very calmly: "Big brother, you lost this game." ”

His opponent stared at the chessboard, his brow tightened, and it was clear that he was in a tricky situation. After a long time, he raised his head and was about to speak, when there was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the house, the door was opened, and the herald was wrapped in a thick leather jacket and rushed into the room with a cold wind and snow, and his mouth kept shouting: "Return... Come back... It's back! ”

"Don't rush, speak slowly!" Gongzi Xiaoyan slowly got up and reached out to help the man: "Who is back?" ”

"A thousand cups are not drunk!"

Temujin looked up. Rake all the chess pieces on the chessboard: "Someone is coming, but he won't play." He turned to look at the herald and smiled, "Why don't you invite our warriors in?" ”

After a while, Zhou Yi, who was dressed in white and long sword, slowly stepped into the camp tent, and as soon as he entered the door, he suddenly felt like a world away, this scene was galloping across the entire grassland, killing on the battlefield, cultivating in the sword realm, and returning to the camp of Qiyan again, which was embarrassing.

"A thousand cups are not drunk, participate in the ......" As soon as Zhou Yi entered the door, he was about to salute Temujin, when he suddenly saw a familiar face, and he immediately stood in place at a loss.

Childe's small banquet "flutter! A laugh came out, and he slowly got up from the table and said with a smile: "What? How long has it been since Luoyang came over? You don't know my old friend? ”

“....... How did you end up here? Zhou Yi asked suspiciously.

Childe Xiaoyan folded the fan and shook it lightly, and said with a smile: "Why can't I be here anymore?" If you talk about it, it's all the more surprising to me that you can come and beg for help! ”

"What do you mean?" Zhou Yi frowned, as if he didn't understand Gongzi's words.

"Haha!" Temujin hurriedly walked from behind, patted his hands on the shoulders of Gongzi Xiaoyan and Zhou Yi respectively, and said: "You two are both the big heroes of my beggar department, tonight I am ready to set up a banquet to entertain the two, and welcome my two good Anda Tuolei and Wokotai back!" ”

"Tow mine? Wokotai? ”

Gongzi Xiaoyan said: "You don't know yet, the tribe is already preparing to seal the empty thirteen-winged title Wokotai to you tonight!" Congratulations, you are the first foreigner to serve as the Thirteen Wings since ancient times, this is the supreme honor, our new Thirteen Winged brothers! ”

Zhou Yi's face quickly became gloomy: "Then what is your Drag Mine Title?" Or are you a Mongol? ”

"No mistake!" Temujin took a step forward and said, "Gongzi Xiaoyan is my younger brother, and he has always been the son of my beggar department, so the title of this thunder has naturally already existed!" ”

Bang! A bolt from the blue!

..................................

Zhou Yi walked out of the king's tent in a trance, and the countless fragmented scenes in his mind began to gather rapidly, and an unacceptable fact began to quickly emerge in Zhou Yi's mind.

Suddenly, Zhou Yi, who was walking aimlessly through the camp, saw the soldiers of the brigade walking forward excitedly, with an overflowing smile on his face.

Zhou Yi hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop one of the soldiers and asked, "What happened in front, why is it so lively?" ”

"Your Excellency." The Mongol soldier looked excited: "You'll find out later." ”

Zhou Yi also slowly followed the flow of people to the front, only to see that where he could see, there were dense Mongolian soldiers, surrounded by a huge steel cage, pointing and pointing, extremely excited.

When those Mongolian soldiers saw Zhou Yi coming, they couldn't help but give way to a road, and when Zhou Yi approached carefully, they were shocked to see the person in the cage clearly.

Fengyan City?!

This immortal hero, who once crisscrossed the world, prospered in obedience, and died in rebelliousness, was now covered in blood, and his clothes were shabby, leaning on the foot of the cage, allowing those Mongolian soldiers to point fingers, insult and spurn.

Feng Yancheng saw Zhou Yi and nodded slightly, his somewhat puffy eyes opened and closed continuously, as if he was signing.

"How...... Ended up in this field? ”

"Huh!" Feng Yancheng raised his head and looked at the sky through the cage, and a hoarse voice came out of his throat: "Becoming a king and defeating a coward, it has been the same since ancient times, the alliance between the Demon Gate and Mongolia, I am convinced of losing!" ”

"Demon Gate?" Zhou Yi's face changed suddenly: "What do you mean?" ”

"Huh? Don't you know yet? Feng Yancheng suddenly laughed: "Gongzi Xiaoyan has already practiced all the other magic books except for the Dao Heart Demon Cultivation Dafa, and my martial arts are all wasted under the joint efforts of him and the little demon master Xiao Canglan!" ”

"Magician Palace Xiao Canglan?" Zhou Yi held down the cage with one hand, and the green tendons on his arm couldn't help but burst out: "Has Gongzi Xiaoyan already dominated the entire Demon Gate?" ”

"What's so difficult about this, he is a master disciple of Shi Zhixuan, he has the mastery of the Flower Sect and the Heavenly Pavilion, and now he has ten volumes of "Heavenly Demon Strategy" in his hand, with his talent and martial arts, why is it difficult to be called a heavenly demon?" Feng Yancheng jumped up from the ground excitedly, grabbed the iron bar of the cage with both hands, and roared almost madly: "The combination of Mongolia and the Demon Gate, from now on, no one else can match their two brothers!"

"A thousand cups are not drunk, you said that you want to fight against the Turks for the Central Plains, but you didn't expect it! You've built an even more terrifying behemoth with your own hands! (To be continued.) )