The nobles were the first to leave, no longer caring about the lives of others.

Of course, some of them still had the courage to stay, but that didn't help.

The already chaotic procession is like a frightened herd of beasts, chaotic on the steppe, and the people who have lost the courage to fight the enemy are extremely unbearable when the enemy arrives......

The Great Khan wanted to stop, take the sweat tent guards, and fight the enemy desperately, this Great Khan was like a warrior who was going to die, full of death intentions, but wanted to leave something behind......

But he was still persuaded by Beitai and others, but after someone needed to cut off the Naiban tribe who moved west, Kekexue Wu Sabulhei stood up at this time, and he was the one who was really willing to die.

A year passed, and the Nabarian tribe was like a meteor falling sharply, and in a flash, it fell to the ground.

In the eyes of Kekexue Wu Sabul, last year was like a nightmare for the Naiban Tribe, which went from being strong to declining, and it didn't even take a year.

If someone had told him that the mighty Nabarian tribe would be completely destroyed in less than a year, he would have laughed and cut off the head of the seer, and threw the body of the madman to the vultures to peck at.

But now, it used to be like a joke told by a madman.

Yes, perdition......

Since the Great Khan decided to move west, there was no future for the Naiban tribe, and the migration of hundreds of thousands of people would leave nothing but gnaw away the grass that had just emerged on the grasslands along the way.

The glory of the barbarians, the courage of the barbarians, and the pastures of the barbarians have all been discarded, and the barbarians who are lucky enough to go to the land where their ancestors rose will have nothing left, and they will roam around like wandering wild dogs, desecrating the place that is like a holy place for the barbarians.

Rather than live like that, it is better to die here......

He looked up at the battle flag fluttering above his head, and his expression became solemn, without any generosity and fierce pride, only a determination to die.

He brought with him eight thousand warriors of the Kokshewu, which is now all the strength of the Kokshewu, here are his five adult sons, two brothers, and even one of his uncles......

For the Kexue Wu Tribe, which has more than 100,000 troops, only 8,000 soldiers are willing to stand under his battle banner at this time, which has to be said to be a kind of sadness.

But looking at the warriors sent by the other tribes, Kexuewu Sabulhei could only sigh sadly, and the most elite warriors were all clustered around those cowardly fellows, unwilling to fight for the others in the slightest.

Even if it's ...... Sweat...... The sweat tent guards are not visible here.

The glory of the barbarians has dimmed, so let him, Kexeu Sabulah, light up this last of the light......

The earth began to tremble slightly, and the horses neighed uneasily.

He knew that the enemy had arrived......

Returning before the enemy was the ranger, whose eldest son returned with a detachment of hundreds, and soon came to him.

Kexeu Sabulhei calmly looked at the eldest son who came to him, this son looked very similar to him, so that he often found in this son the shadow of his youth.

Because he was like, and much younger than him, and there seemed to be an inexhaustible amount of energy in his body, he didn't like this son.

But now, he was relieved to think that this son was worthy of being the son of Kokxue Wu Sabulhei, and he was much more courageous than his brothers.

It's just that...... It's a pity that he was supposed to be his heir and lead Kekexue to go further, but now he has to follow behind his old self, and he is likely to die in battle on this grassland......

The young and strong heir did not notice what his father was thinking now, he was sweating, he smelled of blood, and even had an arrow stuck in his shoulder, but his dark face was covered with anger and clouds.

"Father, it's Ruur Abat and Anheji...... I see them, these damn bitches betrayed us......"

Kexue Wu Sabulhei was still calm, but in his mind, the shadow of a young man appeared, it was a very brave young man, and what was even more rare was that this young man had a different taste from others.

He admired the young man very much, and the first time he saw him, he allowed him to stand beside him, and in his imagination, this young man would surely become one of the rare generals of the Nabarian Tribe.

In fact, in that battle, it also proved that his vision is still so accurate.

This young man, with all his guts and courage, carried his battle banner and dragged the Tatars and gave the other defeated tribes a chance to leave the battlefield.

He originally thought that this young man had died in battle, but he did not expect that he had taken refuge in the enemy.

But what is there to blame for then? Those who fought valiantly were not treated fairly, but the greedy and cowardly ones were honored and went in and out of sweat tents.

It's just that what he didn't expect was that this young man would lead the enemy to catch up, which shows that he was trusted, and the enemy had a wise commander, he couldn't help but think......

"Go back and lead your warriors and prepare them for the arrival of the enemy......"

The young heir muttered, "I will cut off the heads of these puppies myself...... and wanted to say something, but under his father's calm gaze, he still didn't mutter anything more, and left his father's sight.

But Kexerwu Sabulhei knew exactly what this son was thinking, defeated the pursuing enemy, and then took advantage of the prestige of the Kexerwu tribe after this battle to gather the warriors of the various tribes of the barbarians and gather under the battle banner of the Kexerwu.

Replace the cowardly Great Khan and become the master of the Naiban tribe.

Young man, always so ambitious, the corners of Kexue Wu Sabul's black mouth curled, and he showed a smile.

But will the enemy give them such a chance, Kexue Wu Sapur Dark shook his head, to this day, the Naiban tribe has no strength to win, just look at these warriors to understand, the white old man, the body is not as tall as a horse's child, what does this mean to the Naiban tribe?

This is a sign of the destruction of the tribe, when the young warriors die in battle, those who flee flee, and use old men and children to stop the enemy's pursuit, even if they defeat the enemy in front of them, the chances of the barbarians once again glorious in the steppe are so slim......

What's more, if you are not mistaken, the commander of the enemy is coming, and it must be the terrible Han cavalry that he has brought with him.

If that battle could still cover up the truth of defeat with a light enemy, then this time, with the migrating sweat tents and numerous tribes behind him, the situation in this battle was only worse than the last one.

They can't retreat, they can't even avoid the enemy's edge, and those terrible Han cavalry are the best at facing such a decisive battle, right?

Time passed in unspeakable silence.

As the sound of horses' hooves became clearer and clearer, the enemy's rangers frequently appeared in sight, the barbarian warriors clenched their scimitars in their hands, and some people trembled and sang the pastoral songs of the steppe in order to strengthen their courage, and the tragic feelings rose in everyone's hearts.

Tens of thousands of horses stood quietly on the grassland, except for the neighing of war horses and the whistling of the spring breeze that did not feel much warmth, the entire array was quiet, making the song clearer and clearer.

Finally, the rumbling sound of horses' hooves drowned out all the sounds, and a black line appeared in the distance, and countless cavalry rode up.

There is no legend of any alien warriors dressed in red robes dyed with the blood of the enemy, the white leather robes peculiar to the steppe people, and the pointed hats on their heads, and the dwarf steppe horses, all of which indicate that these enemies are steppe people......

They are overwhelming and occupy people's attention......

Kexue Wu Sabul squinted his eyes, comforting the war horse under him, and finally a hideous and cold smile finally appeared on his face.

The Ranger reported back yes, these are all barbarians, their kindred, the number seems to be large, but they are not the main force of the enemy, just the vanguard.

To have such a number is the result of plundering many tribes behind, because there are women in these clans opposite.

There was no anger in his heart, and all he wanted now was to defeat these fellows and prepare for the arrival of even more terrible enemies.

He estimated that the 8,000 warriors of the Kekexue Wu tribe were enough to defeat these former clansmen, but as the most solid force in his hands, he could not consume too much on these clansmen, because he still had to rely on these warriors to hold back those aliens, although he didn't know how long it could last......

So let's get started......

He thought, although he didn't have any words to speak, and he wouldn't think of calling the young man across from him and angrily denouncing him for despicability and betrayal, it would be useless.

But he still has to inspire the courage of these warriors, although being able to stand here with him has proven their loyalty and bravery.

But...... After all, most of them are ordinary people who have not been killed......

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