A few miles away, he noticed that the valley was on fire and the flames were rising into the sky, and galloped back to the valley at a speed far faster than that of a galloping horse, but there was no help, and he could only watch as the equipment that should have caused the Yaoren city to collapse was burned, and something in the fire exploded into the sky, and the fifty barbarian warriors who came out of the valley did not have the strength and mood to watch this costly firework.

There are no injured people who need to be treated, and none of the Yao people on the ground and the martial artists of the Taiqige Department still have a snort, and many of the martial artists of the Taiqige Department are the same teachers, and they are more or less related to each other, even if the grassland people do not have the habit of treating the wounded on the battlefield, but their private friendship makes them have to do these things.

Someone tried to fetch snow to put out the fire, but they were burned to the ground, and the clever people snatched dried meat and food and clothing from the cowhide tents on the edge.

The three agile archery warriors succeeded in taking Balabatu and his fifty warriors out of the valley for a distance of more than ten miles, and they rode a few horses that had survived from Jinju, which was a rare mount in itself, and it was able to slip the horses of Balabatu and the barbarian warriors out of such a long distance in the vast snowy night, far exceeding the best results in their previous calculations.

The heavy snow and the good horses delayed the situation for more than half an hour, and the slender and powerful legs of the barbarian horses could not even shorten the distance between them and the fleeing Yao people in the snow, but gradually pulled away, and Bald Batu lost his patience to play with these Yao people.

Being able to quietly pierce through the crossbow arrows of the middle-aged barbarian warrior did not shorten the gap between the three of them and the Bald Batu martial arts realm, and in less than a cup of tea, he came back with three heads, and the warriors of the Taiqi Gebu raised their swords to cheer for him.

This kind of game is slightly different from hunting yellow sheep, which makes Bal Luo Batu feel more comfortable, and compared with hunting these wild things without fail, the Yaoren warriors who will show their fangs are still more in line with his heart.

On the way back, they bumped into the companions who had escaped from the valley, all of whom were more or less wounded, and Balabatu, who had returned to the valley first, did not have time to pay attention to them, and were also taken back to the valley with them.

Someone snatched dozens of jars of wine from the fire, someone hung skewers of dried meat on their bodies, the smell of burnt barbecue diffused in the valley, the fire grew bigger and bigger, and there was no longer anything to grab, and the samurai of the Taiqige tribe stood silently behind the bald Batu facing the fire with more or less belongings, clothes and food.

"General Ballobatu. A barbarian warrior who had been stabbed in the face hastily bandaged his wounds, and took a step closer to Bal Luo Batu, "It's not that we are cowardly, it's that these Yao people are too cunning..."

The barbarian warrior could not continue, and in a flash of lightning turned around and broke his neck, and then continued to look back at the flames that were about to burn into the sky.

It was an uncontrollable act of anger to kill this barbarian warrior, but the scene in front of him made him want to kill more people, and his heart was so anxious that it seemed like a fire was about to burn.

For him, it is not a big deal to kill this subordinate Taiqige warrior in order to vent his anger, so will the lord be burned down because of more than ten years of planning, and will he also kill him Balabatu for anger?

He is the first warrior of the Taiqige Division, he made great achievements for Dun Mao in the early years of the southern and northern wars, and he even has no heirs until now in order to avoid Dun Mao's suspicions.... Bald Batu could find many, many reasons to convince him that he wouldn't do anything to him, but there were also many more reasons why he killed him.

If you can go back an hour ago, then Ballobatu will definitely not take half a hundred people to chase those three Yao people because he wants to have some fun....

This kind of if, after all, is just a senseless vanity.

According to the guidelines passed down from generation to generation by the warriors of the steppe, as the warriors who died for the lord of the Taiqige tribe, they should now strip off all their armor and clothes, walk thousands of miles naked in the snow to the lord, kneel down and ask for his forgiveness, if the lord is forgiving, they may be able to survive as slaves in the tent of some nobleman.

It was ridiculous that a few hours ago they were warriors of rank and nobility in the Taiqige tribe, and now they were begging to live as slaves.

The smoke and scorching heat made the barbarian warriors want to retreat, but Bal Batu, who was standing at the forefront, did not make the slightest movement, and the poor man whose neck was twisted was still twitching his arms and legs, and no one dared to be the first to move at such a time.

"It takes nearly a thousand miles to get from here to the lord's tent, and I am sixty percent sure that I will walk there with two legs naked, and after I arrive, I will have to decide life and death by the lord's words, even if I am lucky enough to survive, I will become the most lowly slave, and anyone in the Taiqige department can step on your head and spit on it. "When you become a slave, the people of the tribe will rape your wife in front of you and beat your children like slaves. ”

The samurai of the Taiqige tribe were silent, many of them were nobles, with more than one beautiful wife and herd of cattle and sheep, and if they went back to ask the lord for sin, the consequences would not be acceptable to any of them.

Falling from the high clouds to the muddy valley bottom, these warriors of the Taiqige tribe are not saints who can see through the world.

"This fire will cover all traces, and Yao and ours will only be burned to charcoals, and even if the people of the tribe come, they will think that we have all died in battle, and the lord will not be able to hold us accountable. Kicking away the body of the man whose neck had been twisted off like kicking away something, the lines of Bald Batu's face were as sharp as a knife and an axe, as if he had made up his mind, "The grassland is so big, there is always a place to stay." ”

Although he did not make it completely clear, most people already knew the meaning of Balabatu, since the Taiqige Department could not go back, then there were only two remaining roads, either to be a rogue who fled all day and night, or to throw himself into the majority of the tribes that were at odds with the Taiqige Ministry.

The skills of the lord of the Taiqige tribe were all seen by these warriors, and since they could be allowed to go to such a place to defend the siege equipment, it was not that they would not be used as chickens to kill chickens and make an example of monkeys.

"General Ballobatu, I'll go with you!" someone was the first to shout out such words, and then someone came back to their senses and issued such a response.

The continuous echo of the echoes made Bal Batu feel like he had a resonance in the Taiqi Grid, and he waved them quiet.

"There is a saying in the Yao people, 'good birds choose trees and perch', according to the saying on the grassland, the highest flying eagle can eat the fattest lamb, you were all the best warriors in the Taiqi Gebu, follow me Ballobatu Laerhua, one day you can become the best warrior in the entire grassland!"

Vulabatu enjoyed the cheers of these ignorant warriors, and it didn't take much effort for the samurai of the Taiqige Lord's Monarch to become his subordinates, and if everything was so simple, it seemed that it would not be difficult to be the lord of a small clan.

"Ballobatu, you bastard!"

There are always people who make discordant noises at such times, and Bald Batu looked at the gray-haired lame warrior who roared angrily, who had been a personal guard by Dunmao's side for fifteen years, and only retreated after being seriously injured, among these people, he could be called Dunmao's diehard, and his martial arts realm was not weak, which was why he didn't screw off his head in the first place like the previous person.

"Shayihan, are you willing to go back and be slaves to those nobles who can't even get on their horses?"

Before Balopatu could speak, the people around him glared at him angrily, and several people had cold faces, and their palms were already secretly close to the blades on their waists, obviously planning to take Sha Yihan's head as a gift to Balopatu.

"If we don't want to be the slaves of those people, we can go to the south as rogues! We can hide our skills and become an ordinary herdsman!" Sha Yihan, who had gray hair, was distressed, "When has the lord treated you badly? It is right not to be humiliated, but if you throw yourself into the enemy of the Taiqige Division, you have to ask Sha Yihan if he agrees to the sword!"

It was well known in the Taiqige tribe that his saber was given by the lord Dun Mao, and the weapon taken from a Yao general was used by Dun Mao to reward the old man who had been by his side for fifteen years.

The cold light reflected the blue and red faces of these barbarian warriors, and he was an extremely generous person as the lord of the Taiqige tribe, and his personal things were often taken off and given to his subordinates, and most of the gold and silver property seized was rewarded for meritorious deeds and distributed to the people below.

"You want the lord of the population to give you the population, you want the lord of gold and silver to give you gold and silver, and you want the lord of women to give you women! You have done something sorry for the lord here, and you want to take refuge in the enemy of the lord. Step by step, the old guard Sha Yihan approached with a knife to Bald Batu, "How can the grassland raise a person like you!"

The bald Batu in front of him seemed to be moved by his words, and hung his head in shame to confess his sins.

A small stone caused Shayhan, who was not very dexterous to have legs and feet, to lose his balance in an instant, and at this moment, when no one had time to react, Ballobatu stepped five steps and stabbed his cowhide armor and chest with his palm, gouging out his heart as well.

The eagles of the steppe have the right to choose which sky to fly in.

It was the last thing Sayhan heard before his world went completely dark.

Ballobatu held aloft the beating red heart, and the rest of the people fell to their knees at his feet.