Chapter Seventy-Eight: The Southern Barbarian King

King Mulu returned to his own 'cave' in Ba Na with a burning fire, and happened to see a massacre. Compared with what he did in Yinkeng that day, Yang Feng was no worse than himself. The burning, killing and looting had reached the extreme, and there was not a single living person in the place where the army passed. Only then did King Mulu understand what it meant to repay the other with his own plan.

Q: The eyes of the soldier behind him were also red. Two groups of people were killed in one place, and the barbarians fought without bows and arrows, just blindly fighting. Just ruthless enough, strong enough, you can kill your opponent. Mu Lu and Yang Feng are both such people, they shoot ruthlessly, slashing any enemy that passes in front of them to the ground, and then making up a few more knives, so that the opponent is completely dead.

Yang Feng has 2,000 people, and the King of Mulu has about 1,000 people, and in less than a stick of incense, there are only a few hundred people left on both sides.

Mu Lu shouted, dancing the wolf tooth 'stick' and smashing at Yang Feng. Yang Feng 'straightened' the knife to hold: Brothers, it's time for revenge!

Yang Feng blocked the wolf's tooth 'stick', pushed it in, and the blade slashed towards Mulu's 'chest'. Mulu hurriedly leaned back, dodging the blade. A backhand smashed into Yang Feng's back. Yang Feng turned around and blocked it with a knife. The two are equal in martial arts and equal in strength. The fight is very good-looking.

Meng You intended to step forward to help, but Lao Agni stopped with a smile: The three generals can't go! According to the tradition of our southern Xinjiang people, if you go up to help in the two-person competition, you insult the king of Mulu, even if you win, VMSQ will not have the face to live anymore.

Meng You had no choice but to stand aside and be anxious. Lao Liehuo and Li Hui pointed and pointed, unable to hide the smile on their faces. The soldiers under King Mulu and Yang Feng are dead. Among the piles of corpses, only these two people still continue to kill. Both men were wounded, but the attack was still sharp.

Stop it! Meng You couldn't stand it anymore and shouted. But these two people ignored VMSQ and still couldn't get along'.

Mulu smashed a 'stick' from the top of his head. Yang Feng didn't dodge or dodge, handed his big knife forward, and stabbed the 'chest' of Mulu. In the midst of everyone's exclamations, Mulu's mace 'stick' really hit Yang Feng's head. Syllable! With a crisp sound, Yang Feng's head was torn apart like a watermelon, and his brain splattered.

Hahaha\\ Mulu laughed, he hadn't laughed a few times, and his voice was stunned. A steel knife swung several times in a row, and blood flowed down the blade from the front of the 'naked' and 'exposed' chest.

The difference between the two fell to the ground at the same time, the difference was that one had a head, the other had no head, one had a knife, and the other had no knife. The battlefield was fierce, with corpses piled up and blood staining the entire ground. The sporadic fires are left behind of thatched huts that have not yet burned out.

Ay! Lao Liehuo sighed: These two are heroes of my southern Xinjiang, and they actually went to Huangquan together today, I hope that the VMSQ can resolve this enmity when they go to heaven! As he spoke, the old flame left a few tears.

Li Hui shook his head and followed the old flame back. Leaving Meng You to cry without tears, VMSQ brought Li Hui to southern Xinjiang thinking that he could create a new scene, but now it seems that he is wrong, and he is very wrong. The dead children and the old man had hideous faces, as if they were very angry, angry with Meng You.

Meng You didn't come back with the team, VMSQ left, and didn't tell anyone where VMSQ went. It was VMSQ that set off this bloody storm in southern Xinjiang, and VMSQ did not want to see dead people. When I walked into the depths of the primeval forest, there was no nostalgia at all, and here, VMSQ had no worries, and his father, mother, eldest brother, second brother, and those people who were loyal to his tribe were all dead.

Pang Tong came with news that Sanjiang City was successfully taken, and the people of Jiusandian surrendered. This is a complete stimulant for the tribe of Yaban. The war finally ended, and southern Xinjiang was finally reunified. A better future came, and the era of no killing, no death began.

Lao Agni laughed: General Li is really powerful, 3,000 people, in just one month, he can pacify Ninety-three Dian, the old man admires it very much!

Li Huidao: Now that southern Xinjiang is pacified, it's time for me to leave, Meng Shu is dead, but no one can stand up and take on the heavy responsibility of southern Xinjiang, I don't know what kind of candidate the old village owner has in his heart?

Hehehe\\ Old Agnigo laughed and said: Thousands of people and horses in Ninety-three Dians surrendered to the little 'girl', and the old decay is also old and decrepit, does the general think that the little 'woman' is suitable to sit on the king of the Southern Barbarians?

Suitable! Absolutely! Li Hui also smiled: It's just that I'm worried that its VMSQ tribe seems to be unconvinced?

Old Agni waved his hand: These don't have to worry about the general, the old man is free! The little 'girl' is the successor of the high priest of the Flying Eagle Tribe, and others should not have any objections! Eight and ninety-three dians into one, I think Yu Yuan is a treasure land, I decided to ask the little 'girl' to take Yu Yuan as the main village, just to rule the two places!

The old owner of the village has a wonderful meaning! Two shameless people just agreed on a big deal.

Zhu Rong set up several Southern Barbarian kings under the support of a group of 'hole' owners and village owners. As Zhu Rong's father, Lao Agni assisted Zhu Rong in handling all the affairs of Nanban. Everything was carried out in an orderly manner according to the design of Li Hui and Pang Tong. In order to cultivate this force, Li Hui Mizhu used the name of a caravan to transport various materials from Hebei and other places outside the Saiwai to support the construction of the Nanban and help the Nanban train the army.

Zhu Rong snuggled in Li Hui's arms, his face was ruddy: \u201 Is it really gone?

Li Hui smiled faintly and lightly 'kissed' Zhu Rong's forehead: \u201 is now my 'female', I will never leave it alone, believe me, it won't be long before I can come back, and at that time, I will take Changshan to see the best place in the world that I said!

Well! Zhu Rong hummed softly, and his arms holding Li Hui tightened again. In front of the plump 'chest', he pressed against Li Hui's 'chest', his body slowly became hot, and he kept rubbing his cheek against Li Hui's neck: I want to give birth to a son!

Li Hui hugged Zhu Rong to his 'legs', 'groped' with both hands on Zhu Rong's back, and gently pulled down Zhu Rong's animal skin coat and animal skin skirt. One turned over and pressed Zhu Rong under him.

The fire was burning brightly, and there was a crackling sound in the fire. The flames of the upward channel are like two people entangled, with me and me. Pang Tong took a sip of wine, handed the wine gourd to Lao Liehuo, and said with a smile: Now that I am a family, after a while, I will shout Guozhang, hey! I also want to have a 'girl', but unfortunately I haven't!

Lao Agni smiled: This is also a good thing for us people in southern Xinjiang, we are in trouble in southern Xinjiang, but now it's good, with the support of General Li, we will definitely be able to live a good life in the near future!

The two stopped talking, looking at the constantly beating flames, listening to the sounds and sounds coming from the tent behind them, thinking about their own thoughts.