Wolf Valley is surrounded by mountains on all sides, and there is only one passage that is not open to enter it. The mountain is rocky, not tall but steep, and there is not a single tree except weeds. The barrier formed blocks the cold wind from all sides, and it is a good place to escape the winter.

Starting in autumn, Zhangzhung Gyatso and his younger brother Dorje harvest enough grass and store it in the Wolf Valley to feed their cattle and sheep in the harsh winter. Otherwise, the snow will fall heavily in winter, and the ground will be completely covered, and only the cattle and sheep will have their own food, and they will starve to death and freeze to death.

Now that he has come to the Wild Wolf Valley in advance, Zhangxiong Gyatso has his own plans.

Because he saved Brown Ma Yangzhen, Aunt Solang and his two younger sisters were killed, and this matter will definitely not be settled. Even if the big man of Lonade came to make peace with him, he would not agree. Moreover, according to Brown Ma Yangzhen, Lang Nadu is afraid that he will not give up easily, and there must be a battle between the two.

Zhangxiong Gyatso, who has fused two souls, will definitely not be willing to lie dormant and be a small herdsman. In the past, it was to take care of his younger brother, but now that his younger brother Dorje has grown up, it is time to show his prestige in the Tulum wasteland.

Successively assigned tasks to everyone, Solang Dunzhu and the bride Jinbaquni, with their two younger brothers, went around harvesting pasture grass and hoarded in the Wild Wolf Valley, at least to prepare for more than ten days. Zhangzhung Dorje and Solang Gompot followed Zhangzhung Gyatso's instructions to bring a large number of stones from the mountains around the Wolf Valley and build a stone wall on the passage, which was not high, but at least it could prevent the wildebeest from running in.

At the same time, they were asked to dig many traps outside, and cover them with grass as a cover. Without the tools at hand, this is a small undertaking that takes several days to complete.

Zhangxiong Gyatso took the brown horse Yang Zhen and rode back to the place where the Solang family lived............ If Lonnardo sends someone again, he will definitely find it first.

Holding an iron spear in his hand, Zhangzhung Gyatso was adjusting to the weapon. Along the way, they fought against Brown Horse Yang Zhen several times, although they only fought by instinct, and did not have the right combat skills. But Yang Zhen, a brown horse that looks as majestic as Xiangxiong Gyatso, has almost no power to fight back. For Zhangxiong Gyatso, the battle seemed to be an instinct integrated into his soul, and the iron spear was like a part of his body, always taking the brown horse Yang Zhen off guard and knocking him off the horse.

Brown Ma Yang really knows very well that if it is a life-and-death contest, he doesn't know how many times he has died. This made him more and more admired by Xiong Jiacuo, and his loyalty was even heavier—————— you must know that Brown Horse Yang Zhen is also a warrior who can rank in the top five in the Black Sheep Tribe, even if he faces the big head of Lang Nadu, he can maneuver for a few rounds. But he was defeated in the hands of Zhangxiong Gyatso, so he couldn't help but be in awe.

Zhangxiong Gyatso is a natural warrior, and his personality is still a little stiff and he doesn't know how to be flexible. But after Zhao Xiangxiong's soul fused, he had an extra sense of spirituality. Even if no one had taught him combat skills, it was like instinct pouring out of his heart. By the time they arrived at the place where the Solang family had lived, Zhangzhung Gyatso had completely mastered the iron spear in his hand. He was full of confidence in his heart, even if a group of more than a dozen barbarians were besieging, as long as he urged the horses to run, he was confident that he would kill all the enemies.

Zhangxiong Gyatso was right, when he and Brown Ma Yangzhen arrived here, they saw dust in the distance, and a group of barbarian cavalry of dozens of people was running towards here.

"Hehe, it's really not good to give up, it's good, then let's stay!" Zhangxiong Gyatso sneered, turned around and ordered: "Yang Zhen, let's go." ”

He didn't want to run away, but ran to a slope not far away with the brown horse Yang Zhen, taking advantage of the location. Once he is allowed to dash from above, he can chisel through enemy formations with a single face. It's not hubris, it's confidence............ Don't ask him where his confidence comes from, if the traverser doesn't even have this ability, then he might as well find tofu to touch ———— this is his idea at the moment.

It was false to say that he was not nervous, and Brown Ma Yang really felt that his hands began to sweat. He was certainly a warrior, but not as arrogant as Hsiung Gyatso. The two sides had gradually approached, and more than twenty barbarian cavalry could be seen. The disparity of one to twenty made him feel as if the two of them were waiting to die.

"Gatso...... We'd better avoid them, or at least pull them out of the queue. Brown Ma Yang Zhen proposed.

Shaking his head, Zhangxiong Gyatso drew his iron spear and said to him, "You press the formation for me, and I will charge." Rest assured, they are all paper tigers, and they will break when they are poked. ”

Brown Ma Yang really didn't know what a paper tiger was, he only knew that the one-eyed dragon who led the team on the other side was Rondoma who was blinded by himself. In an instant, blood rushed to his brain............ Before he could escape, he watched his woman being abused to death. His parents and relatives were imprisoned in the livestock pen and became the most despicable herdsmen. It was all because of Rondoma.

"No, I will charge with you, and I will kill Rondoma with my own hands to avenge my woman, even if I die on the way to the charge. Brown Ma Yang really red-eyed.

"Haha, this is not good, have you forgotten that you said that your life is mine, and I will not allow you to die here. Don't worry, I'll catch that one-eyed dragon for you, and you can do whatever you want!"

The two sides gradually drew closer, and looking at Rondoma, it seemed that he wanted to speak. Zhangxiong Gyatso shook his head, roared directly, urged the wildebeest, and sprinted down the slope.

This battle had to be fought, although it was already possible to guess that Davayando, who had escaped, would definitely go back and lie. Otherwise, Lonnardo would not have sent more than twenty warriors at once, and he had also sent his son.

But he didn't want to explain anything, with this reason, he could expand his strength by fighting. Let's take the Black Sheep tribe............ After all, whether it was the Lobsang Grand Bighead of the Grey Sheep Tribe, or the Tashi Smallhead who was nearby, they all treated him with courtesy. He was never even taxed, he really couldn't pull his face down and attack them, and the rabbits didn't eat the grass next to the nest!

The speed of the rush was so fast that Lang Doma, who was just about to say a few words and tremble his majesty, did not react, and Zhangxiong Gyatso had already rushed in front of him.

Davajando could sow discord and save his life, but he would never dare to let Rondoma have an accident, otherwise his fate would be miserable.

yelled and pointed at Zhangxiong Gyatso, who rushed over: "Quick, protect Young Master Langdoma, surround him and kill him!"

Just as he was shouting, Zhangxiong Gyatso had already come to the front, and the iron spear in his hand was like lightning, piercing out in an instant, piercing the shoulder of a barbarian warrior who was blocking the front, and throwing it out casually. The two-hundred-pound man really flew up like paper paste and fell off the horse's back!

The two barbarian warriors who rushed up behind were immediately stunned!