Faced with his brother's questioning, Ensword had a thousand ways to answer, he could explain, he could ask for cooperation. As far as he knows, although his fourth brother is short-tempered, he is by no means an ignorant person, as long as he puts down his posture and is kind to him, there is no reason for the other party to make trouble for him at such a critical juncture... But that's not the steppe people's way of solving problems. Showing weakness means having scruples, and justifying means plotting. A true leader will not show his ideas to others so easily, and being strong does not mean being arbitrary, but a last resort for the sake of solving the problem as quickly and smoothly as possible.

"I don't have time to explain to you right now, brother. The white wolf directly pulled out the scimitar at his waist and put it on his outstretched left arm, which was a very traditional swordsmanship stance.

The bearded son of the wolf lord immediately understood Enthord's thoughts, and his thin lips rose upward. However, this did not mean that he was angry, on the contrary, the top warrior of the tribe was even a little happy, the steppe respected the strong, because only the strong can lead his followers to survive in the harsh environment. In order to show this pleasure, he also put on the same posture as the white wolf. The two brothers approached slowly beside the pillar of fire, "Don't waste time. Three moves, how's that?"

If it was in normal times, let alone three moves, it would be something that Enthought would not dare to think of to be able to bring down this brother in thirty moves, but now that he has a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, since the old shaman has given him the task of rectifying his clan before stepping into the flames, then he has to face all the difficulties that hinder him. So the white wolf tore off the wolf skin cloak on his body and exhaled lightly, "Okay, come on." ”

Come on, the scimitar is already slashing head-on with a low roar!Three moves, which means that they have no chance to test each other, and there is no chance to consume each other's stamina in anticipation of the opponent's slippage. Three moves, if you want to win, you can only abandon all defensive positions and defeat the other party with the most rapid attack! Both of them know this, so when the brother's blade is close, the white wolf's blade is already waiting for it on the trajectory.

"Cangchang!" the blade collided with the blade, the scimitar was not a weapon good at defense, and the white wolf had to use both hands to block the blow. He knows very well that in terms of speed, he can't compare to his brother, so if he wants to win, he can only seize the opponent's moves when he is old. "Squeak!" the scimitars rubbed against each other and splashed sparks, as Enold tried to swing away his opponent's weapon with the curve of the scimitar itself, allowing his blade to slide into his opponent's chest. Planning, is good. It's just that he forgot what his brother's other hand was doing when he used his hands to defend against the blade that came with one hand.

"Hmm!" his wrist hurt as if he had been caught in an iron plier. Legend has it that his brother can crush the skull of his enemies with his bare hands, which is somewhat exaggerated, but the wrist that is clamped really can't move a bit. If you can't move, you just don't move! The white wolf gritted his teeth, stepped forward with his right foot, and at the same time handed over the weapon to his left hand, and the whole person relied on the opponent's dead wrist as a fulcrum, and the scimitar drew an arc from the front of the back to cut over! This knife was a gamble. The blade, which rotates nearly 360 degrees, will give his opponent a chance in the process of swinging, but his brother will not be able to adjust his stance with one hand firmly grasping him. If you don't adjust well, the speed will be slow, and if you are slow, you will have a chance!

The white wolf's calculation succeeded, and the mustache really didn't expect his brother to hand over the weapon to his left hand so decisively when his dominant hand was captured, but the white wolf's success was only half. Because strain has always been a compulsory course for excellent soldiers, after a long battle, the body will respond faster than the brain to solve the current situation. The circle, after all, is not finished, the blade meets the blade, one on both sides by inertia, the other by strength, the staggered point slides directly from the middle of the scimitar to the top of the gauntlet. Also out of knee-jerk reaction, they all chose to press down on their weapons at this point, trying to cut off their opponents' fingers. And the result of this is that the weapons of the two people are taken off at the same time in the process of pressing down, and the two hands are tightly clasped forward and the opponent in one place!

This confrontation seems to have entered the link of a power competition. Neither side of the wrestling is a fighter known for its strength, but wrestling is no stranger to them, and it is a traditional sport on the grassland.

"Now that I think about it, I've never had a serious fall with you. The white wolf's brother licked his lips and pressed the white wolf's right hand down hard, and in the process it was inevitably resisted.

"I'm almost ten years apart from you, and by the time I can wrestle, you'll be fighting for my father. Besides, I don't move around with my brothers very much. Ensound replied through gritted teeth.

"I know. Somewhat unexpectedly, his brother did not choose to taunt or provoke the white wolf, his expression was rather blurred in the light of the fire, "I know that there is an ostracized little guy who guards the market alone. My father once told me that under his watch, the market was much more orderly and profitable than before. He was very happy about it. ”

words, not bad words. If the White Wolf had heard this brother with such a reputation among the tribe say this about him, he might have had a completely different impression of this person. And the other party's words also mentioned their father, the man who was a little vague to Ensoul. His heart was a little chaotic. As soon as the heart is confused, the strength is dispersed, and the whole body is pressed backwards. If he hadn't realized this in time and stabilized his body, I'm afraid he would have been thrown directly to the ground. However, to say that this is the other party's strategy, I'm afraid it's not necessarily true, there is no need to tell such a lie at this time.

Then he must be watching from heaven at this moment. I will, make him proud. Ensoul's words seemed to be addressed to the other party, and as if to himself, he roared in a low voice, and actually began to fight against his brother in the confrontation of strength. The white wolf's actions made his brother's eyes change, and this time, it was the turn of the white wolf to seize the opportunity.

Strength can no longer be generated out of nothing, no matter how strong a person's muscular strength is, without the earth to stand on, his strength will not be used. Therefore, when shaking the force, the feet will only be fixed on the ground as if they were rooted, which is the source of strength and the cornerstone. The opportunity that Ensold seized was the subtle fluctuation of the strength of the two in this electric lightning, and he was able to raise his right foot, and turn his foot to face the opponent's left leg with a hook! The foundation was broken, and the strength of the mustache immediately lost to the white wolf, and the body fell backwards irrepressibly. And due to the change of position when the two were fighting, behind him, there was a fire.

Seeing that the mustache was about to fall into the flames, Enthought subconsciously reached out and grabbed the placket of the other party's clothes. But this grasp was used by the other party, the fourth son grabbed his wrist with his backhand and used his weight to make the white wolf lose his balance, and the positions of the two were suddenly reversed, and Enthought was immediately knocked down, and his chest was pressed by the opponent's knee and could not move.

"You lost. The fourth son of the wolf lord said condescendingly. N Old, who was trampled on the ground, could not refute this. He may have had a chance to win, but he gave it up himself. You can't expect everyone to reciprocate your kindness, and that's the way it is in the world, if you feed a wolf that is dying of starvation in the winter, it will take the pack and bite your sheep to death in the spring.

"I lost. Exhaling the air in his chest, the white wolf seemed to be relieved at once, his mind calmed down, although there was a fire above his head, but his brain was now unusually calm. What was he doing, the killing of each other, the threat of Alei, the demands of the old shaman, all this was unreal like a nightmare. It's time to wake up from this nightmare.

But he didn't wait for the blow of relief, instead, after his chest became lighter, he looked up and saw his brother kneeling on one knee in front of him.

"Three moves have passed, within three moves, you win. I am willing to gamble and lose, and before I knew this, my man and my sword fought for you. Now is not the time to open up territory, and you are the most suitable person for guarding and maintaining. ”