The guy on the ground stood up at once:

"We are not surrendering without a fight, we are judging that we are not a hot opponent, so we choose to preserve combat effectiveness, there is no Tang Sheng on our team who is afraid of death, but we can't sacrifice in vain, every Warat cavalry is a very precious combat effectiveness."

"Oh? So how did you manage to contain the main force of this Hull? Anyone can do it. ”

"I'm not bragging, we take the royal banner of the Great Khan, and this Hull is facing each other, attracting the main force of this Hull to encircle and annihilate us, we have been wandering, and this Hull has a skirmishing over and over again, while taking away the main force of this Hull, now the hinterland of this Hull is empty, our main force has begun to prepare for a general attack, we people, just too tired, the loss is too great, will be the hot this one person... However, you are a magical warrior, and we have nothing to be ashamed of losing at your hands. People like you, in our place, are called Bayintulu, and it is also an honor to surrender at the feet of Bayintulu. ”

In a few words, Ling Xingyue had already realized the crisis of the current situation, if this Hull was annexed by Wara, it would also be a crisis for the Ming Dynasty, even higher than the marriage of the two clans. Warat's domination of the northern grasslands is absolutely unacceptable to the Ming Dynasty, and according to what this cavalry commander said, this Hull is now in danger.

"Okay, what's your name?"

"Back to the big heat, my name is Tuyin, Ringan, Hoer."

"Then Tuyin, I'll give you a choice, now if you can swear allegiance to me to the Heavenly Alliance, I'll let your two pro-soldiers walk, or ......"

Ling Xingyue's hand showed the light of flames.

The fire in Ling Xingyue's hand appeared, and her fingertips slowly turned into the shape of a blade with her mind, and the red ones seemed to be dripping blood.

"I know that you Warat people pay the most attention to returning to the grassland after death, if you can't surrender today, I will burn you with my abyssal fire today, and don't even think about seeing the immortal heaven."

After saying a word, the flames in his hands had turned dark blue, and they burst out from the tips of their fingers, and the three Warat soldiers kept retreating in fright, saying something to each other in the meaningless Warat language, and their eyes were focused on the cavalry commander.

Ling Xingyue didn't give them time to think, and pressed step by step:

"How about it, I've thought about the horse, whether to swear allegiance, or whether I'll send the three of you away to this abyss thunderfire, but I can't wait."

In the darkness before dawn, the dark blue firelight heated the air and distorted Ling Xingyue's face, making him look like a demon god from the abyss, and the red claw armor seemed to be about to tear out the hearts and lungs of the three people.

"Great heat, all three of us, surrender, can't we? We all have fiefs in our relatives, and we will exchange gold and silver, cattle and sheep for our freedom. ”

"Do I look like a man who lacks gold and silver, cattle and sheep, and what I need is true faithfulness, to speak, to swear, or to die? The lives of the three of you are in the palm of your mind. ”

The cavalry commander scolded the street fiercely:

"I said a long time ago, don't come to hijack Daming's pasture, take a look, they are all fools who can't see the eagle when they see cattle and sheep."

When he finished speaking, he bowed to the ground and raised his hands above his head:

"In the name of the great Immortal Heaven, I, Tuyin, Rin'an, Hor, hereby swear allegiance to the great Bayin Tulu, who will remain unchanged for the rest of my life, and if there is any betrayal, I will be rejected by the Immortal Heaven, and my soul will be helpless, and I will drift in the wind and rain for eternity."

Ling Xingyue smiled secretly, in fact, he didn't care if they swore or not, he just wanted some information, but the grassland people's belief in immortality did not need to be questioned, and with such an importance, he could definitely guarantee that what this cavalry commander said was the truth.

Ling Xingyue didn't hesitate, her hands were on fire, and she said to the three people

"Get up, you two, let's go, Tuyin, you follow me."

The three of them got up from the ground, glanced at each other, and parted ways, the two cavalrymen walked towards the north, while Tuyin, following behind Ling Xingyue, slowly, turned around in three steps, and walked towards the south.

Seeing Tuyin reluctantly looking to the north, Ling Xingyue called him, Tuyin trembled in fright, and stammered

"Great, very hot."

"We've got to go faster."

"Yes, it's hot, it's a pity that there are no horses."

"What I said is, I can be fast, but you can't keep up, just stand and wait."

After saying and waiting, he saw that Ling Xingyue's figure was short, and he disappeared in the grass in an instant, looking at the stupid Tuyin, he looked at the imprint that separated the grass, crossed a slope, and went away.

Tuyin looked at the sky that had been exposed, and the backs of his own soldiers that could be vaguely seen, and really wanted to chase after them and go with them, but he still stood in place and waited.

After a bag of cigarettes, I heard the sound of horses' hooves in my dream, and saw from a distance that Ling Xingyue was riding her own horse, with another horse behind her, galloping back from the mountain beam on the slope, and ran in front of Tuyin:

"Get on the horse, we're in a hurry."

"Yes, it's hot."

Tuyin turned over his horse, two people, two horses over the mountain beam, and went far away.

Ling Xingyue took Tuyin, along the road where the cattle and horses stepped out, galloped towards the south, ran for a long time, and caught up with the farmers at the pasture, these people were injured, and they didn't walk very fast, they heard the sound of horses' hooves, and quickly wanted to scatter and hide, but Ling Xingyue, who was in the wind, already knew where they were, and shouted:

"Old farmer, it's me, come out."

A large group of people scattered and returned, knelt in front of Ling Xingyue's horse, and saluted the prince.

"Lord Wang."

"Excuse me, what about Nongda?"

Uncle Farmer, the leader of the pasture, came out of the crowd,

"Lord Wang, the old farmer is here."

Ling Xingyue turned over and dismounted with Tuyin, and led the old farmer to the side:

"Nongda, this time the matter is not small, this group of Warat soldiers is not just here to rob our cattle and sheep, this is my treasury talisman, you go directly to Lalan, there are three hundred of my personal guards, I am giving you a handwritten letter, let Situ take it, go directly to the general soldier, as many cavalry as there are as many cavalry as they want, let them go straight here, I will take the cavalry captain, and after a while, return to their camp. I'll wait there, telling the Guards and Situ that the sooner the better. ”

As he spoke, he handed a small tiger head to the old peasant, and tore a piece of leather from the saddle, wrote a few black characters on it with the head of the gardenia left over from the burnt and a little water, and then stamped a seal on the leather with a small seal he carried, and then quickly folded the skin and handed it to the old peasant.