Chapter 281, Du Lie Dead Clan
Zampusharo also put away his smile and snorted coldly: "Since the Patriarch of Guli wants to ally with us, I don't know how many people there are under his command?" ”
"This..." Gu Limo didn't expect Zampu Shaluo to ask so directly, after fleeing with 40,000 clansmen that day, he was chased and beaten by the white fox and his troops, causing too many clansmen to die, and said dryly, "Ten thousand." ”
Zampusharo mockingly hooked the corners of his mouth: "Ten thousand? I wonder how many men and old people are included in this? I have long heard that when you faced the Central Plains army on the first day, the tents and food were burned, if the alliance still wants us to provide tents and food to you? ”
"Zampusaro, don't go too far!" Guli couldn't bear to slam his fist on the wooden table, stood up suddenly, and looked at Zhana Pusaro angrily, "What about men?" Our desert men are not as delicate as the men of the Central Plains, and they can fight with the same weapons! Everyone is a Houjin person, and you are too downland! ”
Gu Limo's voice sounded in the ears of everyone around, and the men and women who were intersecting stopped their movements and stood up one after another to look at Gu Limo.
Zampusaro's face gradually cooled, he looked at Gu Li Mo faintly, raised his head and laughed a few times, and pulled up Gu Li Mo's clothes: "Gu Li Mo, don't think I don't know what you did to our clan a few months ago, if you want an alliance, you don't need the men of your clan to go to the battlefield to kill the enemy, you just need to contribute it to let my people enjoy, what do you think?" It's a good deal. ”
Gu Limo clenched his fists, his face was extremely embarrassed, he had never been so insulting after living for so many years, but if he didn't agree, once he left the Zampu tribe with his clansmen now, he would run into the Central Plains army tomorrow, and the only thing waiting for the tribe would be destruction!
Zampusaro crossed his hands around his chest and looked at Gu Limo arrogantly, waiting for her answer.
In the end, Gu Limo nodded with difficulty: "I promise you." ”
"Gra, take the Guri patriarch to rest, and by the way, pick two good-looking men to bring to the patriarch's room, I haven't opened meat for a long time." Zampusaro licked his lips, his eyes glinting with excitement.
Gu Limo stiffened and turned around, if she could return to the royal capital alive, she would avenge this shame and revenge!
After the other clansmen of the Zampu tribe knew the news, they rushed to the Guli tribe in a swarm, snatching the man openly, and even some two women saw the same man and fought directly, and the Guli tribe was crying, and the men's cries were everywhere.
But they didn't know that Mo Tong and the white fox were already lurking nearby with a large army.
The white fox lay on the ground and sighed: "This Zampu tribe is in front, but they are heavily guarded, completely ten steps and one sentry, and there are people who patrol around on horseback from time to time, we can't get too close at all, this Zampu patriarch seems to be very smart and cautious." ”
Mo Tong sat in front of the fire, holding a firewood stick and making the fire, and said lightly: "Don't worry about them, let's continue to move towards the royal capital tomorrow." ”
"What?" When the white fox heard this, he sat up with a pout, "Just let them slip away from under our noses?" If they return to the royal capital, won't they increase the strength of the royal capital again? ”
Mo Tong glanced at it faintly: "The master wrote today, saying that the Dulie tribe has been almost cleaned up, let us march directly towards the royal capital, so it is really not a way to chase them all the time, it is too time-consuming, as long as we arrive in the royal capital in advance and wait for the rabbit." ”
The white fox glared: "When did the master become so anxious to fight?" We've only been here for a month to kill so many Houjin people, the speed is fast enough, okay, she's still too slow? ”
"What do you know, the master is now a family man, and the New Year will be celebrated in a few months, and the master is thinking about going back for the New Year." Mo Tong threw away the firewood stick and spread out his hands to start a fire, "Moreover, Gan Toad came with a message that Turaya is willing to help us, and has assisted Dan Xi to control Zagjin, Mozagjin is now terminally ill, and Houjin has no one to take care of, so the master asked us not to waste time on these people, and hurry to the royal capital to wait for the rabbit to kill the three clans outside, and then attack the city directly,"
"What if the Zampu tribe doesn't go to the royal capital?" The white fox was still a little worried.
"Don't worry, the master will take care of them from time to time." Mo Tong pursed his lips and smiled strangely, and the white fox saw this, his eyes were white, and he stood up and walked towards the tent.
Yajun on the other side is surrounding the Dulie tribe with cavalry at this moment, she stands at the forefront on horseback, silently staring at the woman on the opposite horse, her handsome face looks a little cold under the moonlight, sitting on the back of the horse with a spear in hand, exuding a sinister aura all over her body, Sen Sen's cold feeling, this appearance falls into the eyes of the Dulie tribesmen as if she sees the king of Yama, this is the woman who has been sneaking up on them recently... Every time she comes, she will take away the lives of their sisters... It was as if death was coming, because she only said one son coldly: "Kill"
She rushed to the front in the first place, the spear stabbed out, taking away a few fresh lives, and the blood slid down the tip of the spear, dripping into the yellow sand, and blooming one after another bewitching flowers.
"Sisters, fight with them!" With red eyes, Du Lie raised his big knife, roared loudly, and rushed forward.
The two parties were entangled for half a month, and finally faced each other head-on.
Suzaku consciously faced Du Liesi, Yajun alone with the elite of the Black Pavilion rushed into the crowd of the Du Lie tribe, although the people of the Black Pavilion do not know how to fight, but killing people is indeed their best, the weapons they use are still swords, wiping throats, stabbing the heart, the means of killing can be said to be too accurate, although the Houjin people are good at fighting but the movements are not so flexible, when the people of the Black Pavilion are flexible and agile, they obviously have the upper hand, and they accidentally slow down and their heads fall to the ground.
Yajun held the spear, one enemy and two, his legs clamped the horse's belly, the horse's front hooves were raised in an instant and trampled one to death, the other person was slightly stunned, the spear had pierced her heart, Yajun looked up and laughed evilly: "Dulie tribe, today is the day you exterminate the clan!" Everyone, kill this king hard! Kill them all! ”
At that moment, Yajun's face was covered with blood, his body was full of evil energy, and the words he said were even more cold-blooded and ruthless, the evil smile on the corner of his mouth was like a demon, and even Suzaku was shocked, there are many men and even children in this backward party, it is impossible for the master not to know, does the master really hate the Houjin people so much? At this moment, Suzaku seemed to understand that the master's hatred for the Houjin people was not only the calm and light appearance he usually saw on the surface, but even the man did not let go, I am afraid that he hated it very much.
This battle didn't last long, it stopped at dawn, all 40,000 people of the Dulie tribe were annihilated, the corpses were lying on the desert, the breeze seemed to be full of pungent blood, Guo Fei was seriously injured, the cavalry died a total of 40,000, the elite of the Black Pavilion died a thousand, Yajun also hung a lot of colors, the Dulie tribe - extinguished!
Since then, the brutal and bloodthirsty Wind King has been introduced to the ears of the entire Houjin people...
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