Definitely had a fight with the beggar, Tenggolmu's face was extremely pale, and he didn't look at Zhao Zilong with any contempt, until he distanced himself from the other party, he didn't have time to take a look at the injuries on his body.

"Fortunately, it's only a skin injury, if you are really stabbed, there is absolutely no place to die!"

Tenggolmu is still very accurate in looking at the problem, otherwise it would have been a corpse at this moment, but for Zhao Zilong, there was no gratitude in his eyes, everyone was originally two camps.

Whether it is Zhao Zilong, who represents the Han Dynasty, or Tenggolmu, who represents the Xiongnu, everyone's purpose is the same, it can be said that it is a battle between races, either you die or I die.

Looking at the other party's expression, Zhao Zilong was also a little angry, but he put himself in his shoes and thought about it, maybe the angle at which the two were standing was different, so the corresponding deviation would be different.

Tenggolmu has a picture playing in his mind at this moment, at this moment on the grassland, the two armies have been holding each other for a while, just after the nomads have consumed the arrows used in the bow and arrow.

But it was countless crossbow arrows that were shot, and the grassland was instantly blazing, just like the sunset on the horizon, and it instantly turned red through half of the sky, and people cried and panicked into chaos.

Countless people were trampled to death in an instant, the corpses on the ground were burned, or simply could only be seen, the glare of the patches of blood, and the sweet smell came from the air.

A terrible scene of apocalyptic hell, only war is the most cruel, Tenggolmu, who has lived on the prairie since he was a child, how can he watch it.

In the land where he was born and raised, there will be such a tragic scene, a rain of arrows from the sky, more of which are doused with fire oil, and the rain of arrows will bring those nomads.

All of them shot like hedgehogs, Tengger saw such a scene, his heart was dripping blood all the time, the nomad is his Tenggol heel, like a big tree.

was uprooted, what Zhang Yi did was actually like this, but he gave everyone a buffer period, and finally slowly assimilated, Tenggolmu had some symptoms of going mad.

couldn't tell which was the reality, Zhao Zilong looked at the changes in this guy, and knew that there was a bit of a bull's horn, so he shouted.

"Humph! It's just a defeat, there's no need to be disheartened at all, it's a big deal for us to keep coming back! ”

That is, to give the other party a chance, which seems to be a very reasonable thing, but as long as you have a brain, you will find that there are still traps in it.

Now Tenggolmu has no morale, and he has no spirit and spirit, and there are countless wounds on his body, but fortunately, the weather is very cold now, and it is all icy and snowy.

There are still a lot of benefits for wounds, but after a while, when I look at those wounds again, they have already frozen, and basically there is no bleeding anymore.

It can be regarded as a great luck in misfortune, hearing Zhao Zilong's words, Tenggolmu clenched the knife in his hand and looked at the other party's eyes, it was so ferocious.

This is the unique wolf nature of the grassland people, and now it appears in front of Zhao Zilong's eyes, just for a moment, it is still very surprising, to say what Tenggolmu looks like now.

Even if this guy's realm is still there, it won't play much of a role.

"I can see that I was fooled by you from the beginning, and I was so traumatized!"

The current Tenggolmu is very angry, looking at Zhao Zilong's eyes, there is no longer the slightest gentleness, and the long knife in his hand exudes a strange charm.

Both of them are staring at each other, it seems that there is no smoke of war, but in fact, they are both accumulating strength at the same time, looking for the opponent's flaws, Tenggolmu wants to hit with one blow.

And Zhao Zilong is waiting, the opponent starts to attack, and the competition between the masters is not who strikes first, who will win the battle.

"It's just that the skills are not as good as people, there is nothing to say!"

No matter whether they live or die in battle, not to mention the weapons in the hands of two people, they can kill people, if it is a normal competition, they can be bare-handed, but their strength has reached their level.

Even if it is a bare-handed competition, if you are not careful, it is likely to kill the other party, so Zhao Zilong is very cautious and has been watching Tenggolmu's movements.

The spear in his hand was just hanging on the ground, and it didn't seem to have any defense, but in fact, he was waiting for the opportunity, and when he saw that the other party had no intention of making a move, Zhao Zilong spoke.

"Between us, just like the Han and the nomads, only one person can live in the end!"

This sentence was said out loud, and Zhao Zilong's heart silently said, "It's just that the one who wins in the end can't be you!" ”

At this point, he is still confident, otherwise he would not be sorry for many people, which is unacceptable.

"My strength is higher than yours, and I must be the one who survives in the end!"

Tenggolmu's confidence was bursting at the moment, maybe he was pretending at that time, but everyone was tacitly acknowledging it, and the two of them were still maintaining the action just now, and they didn't move.

"You can go and see, the Huns, Xianbei people, Wuheng people living in Dahan, and finally those ordinary people of the Qiang tribe!"

Seeing that Tenggolmu was still in those motions, Zhao Zilong began to flicker, it stands to reason that this current action is called the heart attack tactic, but I don't know when it started.

Everyone just kept their mouths shut and fooled, and Zhao Zilong was also infected by those guys, but if you think about it carefully, this sentence is a bit interesting.

"Their lives are very good, compared to the days of lack of food and clothing on the early grassland, I don't know how many times happier!"

Zhao Zilong still knows a lot about this matter, especially in the land of Mongolian County, there are a small number of nomads living at the bottom.

These people do not have such a strong sense of belonging to the nomads, this is the sadness of the common people, as long as they have food, they can do anything, but the previous life.

Even if you are willing to contribute, you have no income, you can't even support a family of three, and you can talk about a happy life, but since you have a Mongolian county.

The life of the common people is thriving, as long as they have the strength, whether they are men, women or children, they can go to the construction site to work, and they can get five days of food for one day.

Not only did they have food to take away, but they also had a small amount of wages to take, and at the beginning, 99 percent of the people didn't believe in this kind of pie in the sky.

So there was still a lot of delays, and it was not in response to the old saying, it was really called a long time to see the hearts of the people, and soon everyone began to believe it, and finally supported the local government.

It can be said that it is unprecedentedly powerful, as long as the Huns dare to come over, I believe that those common people can spontaneously organize themselves to face the powerful cavalry of the nomads.

(End of chapter)