"The commander has an order, stop you, now you two will stay obediently for me and don't move, otherwise don't blame me for being polite" 02 looked at the two people with scimitars in front of him with disdain, what age are they, still playing with knives?

"Who's the Commander, and what is he stopping us for?" Brown began.

02 glanced at Brown and didn't bother to answer.

"Big brother, what do we do now" Butai asked his eldest brother, who knew that he had always been smarter than him.

"Butai, I don't think these people know martial arts, and they don't seem to have weapons, so wait a minute, I'll go and capture the leader, you help me drag the other people, with the cultivation of the two of us, you should be able to do it" Brown thought that 02 couldn't understand their Prairie words, and was communicating with his brother in Prairie dialect.

"Okay, big brother, I'll listen to you," Butai replied in Prairie dialect as well.

"Okay, I'll count 1.2.3 and I'll do it"

02 sneered at the two of them discussing how to take him down, do these two fools think they can't understand their language, hehe, my database has more than a million languages, just how simple you still think I don't understand, it's so funny.

"One, two, three, hands" Brown and Butai flew up from their horses at the same time, you read that right, it was flying, Brown flew towards 02, and Butai flew towards the Red Alert soldiers next to 02.

More than ten meters away, the two quickly flew to 02's side, Brown looked at the unresponsive 02 and was happy, close, close, just when Brown was about a meter away from 02 and was about to put the knife on 02's neck. only to find that the leader raised a strange thing in his hand to himself, and an inexplicable sense of crisis came, just when Brown wanted to hide, it was too late.

"Bang, bang" After two strange sounds, Brown only felt a pain in his shoulder, and the whole person was pushed backwards and fell to the ground by a huge force.

"Poof. Poof" two identical sounds of landing.

"Ah,,,,,h

"What kind of weapon is this, why is it so powerful and fast, and as a master in the middle of the day after tomorrow, he was actually defeated by one blow" Brown looked at the thing that 02 was holding in his hand that was still smoking, he only saw the thing in 02's hand just now flashing with fire, and then he was injured.

"Hmph, toast and don't eat and drink," 02 said disdainfully as he looked at the two of them rolling on the ground.

Brown and Butai watched as dozens of people around them were pointing at them with those powerful weapons, and they were desperate to find that they had no hope of escaping.

"Ah, big brother, it hurts,,,, what should I do, I don't want to die," said the young Butai in pain while clutching his bleeding shoulder.

"Brother, brother, don't be afraid, we'll be fine, big brother will protect you," Brown, who touched the wound as he spoke, couldn't help but scream.

"What do you say, shut up for me," 02 shouted as he rode his police dog over to the two of them.

The two brothers glanced at the AK47 in 02's hand, and stayed quietly on the ground without speaking, not even daring to howl from the pain caused by the injury on his hand.

The scene was silent for a moment, except for the breeze on the prairie that skipped over everyone's faces from time to time.

After the two brothers spent more than an hour with difficulty, fortunately they had internal strength, otherwise they would have died just by bleeding. Finally, a slight sound came from the grassland behind the two brothers.

The sound of thousands of people running gradually changed from small to large.

Brown and Butai turned their heads to see a crowd of black people moving towards them quickly, and soon they were not far from them, and Brown and Butai also noticed that these people were wearing the same clothes as the people around them, and they were also holding a strange black and red weapon in their hands, it was obvious that they were in a group.

"Oh my God, have the people of Zhao already hit the prairie, immortal God, don't you bless your people" Brown thought desperately.

Huang Chong's carriage came to a stop ten meters away from the two brothers.

"Commander, stop the two people, they were injured by me just now when they wanted to resist" Huang Chong hurriedly ran over and reported as soon as he got out of the carriage 02.

"Let's go, go over and have a look," Huang Chong said and walked towards the two brothers who were surrounded. 02 hurriedly followed.

"This is ,,," Huang Chongzou, who came to the two brothers, frowned at the top of the brothers' bare heads and the pigtail-like braid on the back of their heads.

"It's a little familiar, where have you seen it," Huang Chong muttered.

"That's right, Qing palace films, those Qing palace films are dressed like this, but they are only half bareheaded, and their braids are also very big, unlike these two that are just a handful, like a pig's tail, but I heard that the early braids of the Manchu Tartars were like this, and they were later changed to hairstyles like Qing palace films" Huang Chong suddenly remembered that the hairstyles of these two people were particularly similar to the previous time and space, the steppe tribes who broke the border again and again and brought countless hardships to their own nation in history.

"Could it be that I have traveled to ancient times, otherwise how would I see this tartar" Huang Chong looked at the pig tails of the two brothers with disgust, he is an angry young man, especially hates this nation, Huang Chong thinks, if it were not for this nation, China's modern development history would not be so miserable, and Huang Chong even thought that if he was allowed to return to ancient times, he would definitely make this nation disappear.

"Who are you and where is this," Huang Chong said as he looked at the two of them.

Brown looked at this man who looked like a big man, and was a little shocked at first when he saw the two of them, and then turned into disgust, and said with a trembling heart, "My lord, we are just ordinary herdsmen, and this is the Hazar steppe."

"Then are you Jurchens?" Huang Chong then asked

"My lord, we are not Jurchens"

"It's not a Jurchen, why are you holding a pig's tail," Huang Chong said, pointing to the braids on the back of their heads

"My lord, we are just ordinary people who belong to the Great Jin Kingdom, and it is required by the Jin Kingdom to keep this braid."

"Dajin Kingdom, there seems to be a Jin Kingdom in history, it seems that the Song Dynasty was destroyed by the Jin Kingdom, whether it was from the Northern Song Dynasty or the Southern Song Dynasty, it has been too long, I forgot, no matter, I am asking him if there is a country called the Great Song Dynasty" Huang Chong thought distressedly.

"Then have you ever heard of a country called the Great Song Dynasty?"

"My lord, I haven't heard of a country called the Great Song Dynasty, but I know that there is a country called Zhao State, as long as you cross the prairie it is the border of Zhao State" Brown thought if he could trick these evil gods to Zhao State, and now he also understands that these people are not from Zhao State, just look at these people who shave this short hair one by one, Zhao State's group of sour Confucian people have always believed in what kind of body hair and skin, and their parents dare not destroy it.