Late at night.

The wine is gone.

Zhang Chu sat alone in the camp, using a lone lamp, slowly wiping the purple dragon knife.

He thought of the bald guy again.

It would be nice if that guy was still around.

At least when something happens that he doesn't understand, there can be someone to sum it up......

Zhang Chu sighed gloomily, and put the knife back into the sheath in a gloomy manner.

"Tuk tuk. ”

There were three low knocks at the door outside the camp.

Hearing this, Zhang Chu closed his eyes and was silent for a moment.

When I open my eyes again.

His eyes had once again lit up like a sword.

"Smack. ”

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

The window opened, and the figure in soldier armor jumped in silently through the window, nodded to the ground on one knee under the hall, lowered his head and whispered: "Bow down to the Lord." ”

Zhang Chu lightly spit out a word: "Speak!"

"He tortured a hundred Northern Barbarian warriors overnight, and the location of the Wu tribe has been determined!"

The figure in the hall replied respectfully.

Zhang Chu: "What is the distance of this trip?"

"Hurry up, you can go back in two days and one night!"

Zhang Chu: "Where's the guide?"

"Foolproof!"

Zhang Chu grabbed the purple dragon knife beside him, got up and shouted: "Pass my order, assemble the northern camp, one person and two horses, and bring enough drinking water and rations for three days and three nights!"

"Sun Jian, Niu Thirteen, each lead three hundred elites and merge into the escort team!"

The war in northern Xinjiang has ended.

The reason why he is still in Yongming Pass is that this is what he is waiting for!

"Whoa!"

Outside the door, the sonorous and powerful promises of the night guards sounded.

The heavy and chaotic footsteps instantly woke up the quiet night!

Zhang Chu put the purple dragon knife on his waist, and then took out a pure gold waist card carved with dragon and tiger patterns from his arms, and threw it into the arms of the people in the hall: "Take your people, go to find Sun Jian, and attack with the army!"

"Whoa!"

The figure in the hall put away the waist card, got up and jumped out of the window, and disappeared into the vast night.

Zhang Chu pressed the handle of the purple dragon knife and looked in the direction of Taiping Pass, his eyes mixed with light and dark.

Baldheads.

I'll do it!

You are to blame.

Come to me in your dreams.

......

Three thousand light horsemen rushed out of Yongming Pass at night.

Majestic and majestic wall.

Hearing the sound, Ran Lin, Wang Zhenyi, and Huo Hongye quietly watched this cavalry, and the expressions of the three of them were extremely complicated.

They didn't know that Zhang Chu would leave Yongming Pass.

But the moment they received the news that Zhang Chubei had left Yongming Pass, they thought of the reason.

Because it's not hard to guess.

Based on Zhang Chu's life, there is only one reason why he will go north out of Yongming Pass......

But they still couldn't believe it.

When it comes to their position, how can there be anyone who really takes the word love and meaning as the same thing?

If so, why hasn't he seen it before.

If not, what is Zhang Chu doing?

Their intellect makes them question and refute.

But their instincts make them envious and jealous.

Envy a dead man who is all dead and still has treasures they never had.

Jealous of the dead who are all dead, and there are people who are willing to take thousands of people to the grassland for him stupidly.

......

Be led by a guide.

Three thousand iron horsemen rode all the way north, deep into the Tianji grassland.

By the time dawn came, Zhang Chu looked around and couldn't find any mountains that could be used as references.

As far as the eye can see, in addition to the withered yellow grassland, it is also a withered yellow grassland.

Occasionally, there are hills, all of which are flat hills that can be easily crossed under a whip.

Along the way, I passed several northern barbarian tribes.

The white sheep are particularly conspicuous in the yellow grassland.

But Zhang Chudu just glanced at it from a distance, and ordered the soldiers and horses to make a detour, so as not to alarm the Northern Barbarian tribe in the distance.

There are too many Northern Barbarians.

I can't finish killing.

The purpose of his trip is only Wushi.

I don't want to make a difference.

But he died down and calmed down.

The northern barbarians who passed by along the way didn't think so.

It has only penetrated more than 300 miles into the grassland.

Behind their butts, there are some sneaky northern barbarian herdsmen.

Walking four hundred miles, the Northern Barbarian herdsmen behind their butts already have five hundred younger.

The herdsmen of the Northern Barbarians are not pure producers.

They can graze sheep with whips, loot with knives, and dare to attack cities and plunder land when they put on leather armor!

When Zhang Chu was still the leader of the Silian Gang in Jintianfu, he often heard that there was a caravan that always took the Northern Barbarian route, because of some taboo of the Northern Barbarians, planted water on the grassland, and there was no news of survival.

At that time, Zhang Chu doubted whether the messy taboos of the Northern Barbarians were really taboos, or an excuse made up by the Northern Barbarians to kill people and oversell goods......

Zhang Chu saw that the situation was wrong and wanted to clean up these grassland hyenas.

But it's hard to set up an ambush on the grassland.

The movements of 3,000 soldiers and horses are difficult to hide from these hyenas who were born and grew up in the grassland.

Zhang Chu tentatively sprinkled five hundred essences and rode out.

As a result, those prairie hyenas, as soon as they saw that there were many of them, they scattered in a hurry.

When there were fewer of them, they roared and swarmed up.

The flat grassland is the best racecourse.

And the riding skills of the Northern Barbarians are a racial talent.

Even if the horses under their crotches are not as strong as the war horses of the North Battalion, they can still outperform the soldiers of the North Camp by virtue of their riding skills that are several levels higher than the soldiers of the North Battalion.

Even Wu Laojiu personally went out and didn't bring back a few heads of the Northern Barbarians...... Qi Hai Dahao can rely on his true qi to burst out at a high speed comparable to a war horse galloping wildly in a short period of time, but this speed does not have much advantage in the face of war horses, and it consumes true qi extremely and cannot last long.

The Northern Barbarians didn't kill a few.

On the contrary, it was Zhang Chu's soldiers and horses that lost more than a dozen horses.

was so angry that the anger in Zhang Chu's heart was like pouring gasoline "rubbing" upward.

He decisively dismissed the idea of cleaning up the hyenas behind his ass, and instead pulled a bloody curve in his mind......

From the Wushi tribe, slaughter all the way back to the curve of Yongming Pass!

......

In the evening of the same day.

Zhang Chu led three thousand light horsemen and arrived at the Wu tribe.

Cattle and sheep in sight.

A herd of horses with no head in sight.

A white tent that can't be seen at a glance.

A black white flag with a height of seven or eight feet fluttered gently against the north wind.

It is a beautiful scenery of peace, abundance, wind blowing grass and seeing cattle and sheep.

It's a pity that the panicked shouts mixed with the Northern Barbarian dialect and the Great Departure Dialect, and the messy footsteps of chickens and dogs jumping, destroy this beauty.

Zhang Chu of the current horse reined in the green horse, ignoring the huge tribe that had become a mess, looked at the big flag fixedly, raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

Immediately, someone hit the horse and came behind Zhang Chu.

Zhang Chu didn't look back, pointed to the Beiban characters on the big banner that were crooked like earthworms, and had no aesthetic sense, and asked, "What does that mean?"

"Hari. ”

"Black means. ”

Zhang Chu laughed: "It's really fucking not forgetting your roots!"

He was laughing.

But the words seemed to be squeezed out of between the teeth.

Every word is like a knife and gun, exuding violent killing intent!

He pulled out the Purple Dragon Knife, swung it forward, and roared, "Kill!"

The voice fell.

Four thousand light horsemen rushed out like a flood that burst the embankment.

......

There is no stalemate.

There is no inseparability.

In front of the four thousand soldiers who had just crossed the meat grinder in Northern Xinjiang.

The thousands of soldiers hastily gathered by the Hari tribe were like papier-mâché, and they collapsed at the touch of a button.

The Hari tribesmen standing in the rear did not see what the enemy looked like, and they were surrounded by their defeated companions and fled......

And after a few people who dared to take the lead were slaughtered by Zhang Chu like a chicken, this battle was directly reduced to slaughter!

It's not dark yet.

This Hari tribe, with a population of tens of thousands, is only a group of old and weak women and children.

All the men who were taller than the wheels, lined up, were pressed to the ground by the soldiers of the North Battalion like wolves and tigers, and their heads were cut off.

......

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!"

"I can give you whatever you want, don't kill me......"

In the frightened shouts, Wu Laojiu grabbed a thing that looked like a pig more than a human with one hand, and galloped to Zhang Chu.

"Bang. ”

The fat pig smashed seven feet in front of Zhang Chu.

Through the light of the fire jumping around, Zhang Chu saw the appearance of this fat pig clearly: wrapped in a slippery and slippery bearskin coat, which he knew at a glance must be worth a lot, wearing gold and silver, and on ten fingers as thick as a carrot, each of which carried a huge gemstone ring......

Wu Laojiu jumped from the horse, rushed to Zhang Chu in three steps and two steps, and waved his hands respectfully: "Alliance leader, two six-grade masters are escorting this guy to escape, and his subordinates should be a big man......"

Halfway through his words, he shut his mouth.

Because he found that his alliance leader looked at this fat pig with straight eyes, and the light in his eyes made him feel scared.

The fat pig lying on the ground also saw Zhang Chu at this time, and his crying stopped suddenly, and his face was frightened as if he had seen a ghost.

After a while, Zhang Chu suddenly smiled and called softly, "Shibo." ”

His voice was so soft.

It's so soft that it's like a child calling for his father.

But when Wu Laojiu heard his call, he was so terrified that the cold hairs on the back of his head were about to stand up......

Zhang Chu chuckled, stretched out his hands, bent down and took two steps forward, as if he wanted to gently pick up the fat pig on the ground and help him dust off his body.

However, the fat pig on the ground rolled back desperately in horror: "Don't come, don't come......"

Zhang Chu stopped, and the smile on his face gradually became hideous: "Do you still know that you are afraid?"

Before the words fell, a flash of golden light was seen, and Zhang Chu suddenly appeared in front of the fat pig and stepped on his knee.

"Click. ”

The sound of bones breaking is so crisp.

The fat pig's thick knees had turned into a bloody patty.

"Knowing that you are afraid, you still dare to cooperate with Huo Qing to let the Northern Barbarians enter the customs?"

Zhang Chu's voice gradually rose up.

"Click. ”

He stepped on the knee of the fat pig's other leg: "You know that you are afraid, and you still dare to join the Northern Barbarians?"

"Ah......h

The fat pig wailed hysterically: "I was also forced, I was also forced." ”

"After Huo Yun died, Huo Qing coerced us to contact Tian Khan!"

"If I don't do it, he will slaughter my Wu family!!"

"The fourth generation of my Wu clan is a big horse seller, and in order to open up the horse trafficking channel of the Northern Barbarians, hundreds of clansmen have folded back and forth on this grassland!"

"We are the heroes of the Great Departure!"

"But how did Dali treat me Wushi?"

"The imperial court does not allow my Wu clan disciples to practice martial arts!"

"Huo Qing threatens me with my Wu clan!"

"Stay in Dali, the northern rebellion is death, and if you don't rebel in the north, you will die!"

"Tell me, what can I do?"

"What can I do?"

He cried and roared desperately.

Blood in tears.

Zhang Chu looked at this red-faced and red-eared distorted face, and there was a trance in front of him, as if he had returned to Wujiabao outside the Jintian Mansion back then.

At that time, Wu Yuanying was elegant, handsome, and personable, and did not despise him because he was an unpopular gang leader, but was peaceful and earnest, like a close elder.

The picture flashed again.

Zhang Chu's mind came to mind again, before Wu Qianyuan's great trip, he was so weak that only a pair of skin and bones remained, lying on his back on the bed and staring up at the roof with blank eyes.

You may be really forced to helpless......

But you still have a chance to regret it.

What about the black abyss?

Have you given him a chance to regret it?

Zhang Chu laughed again, and the voice of "hehehe" seemed to come from his chest, "What about Wu Qianyuan?"

"Since you have long had the intention of rebelling northward. ”

"Why do you want to teach him the doctrine of the saints?"

"Since you have long had the intention of rebelling northward. ”

"Why did you deliberately let him go back to AllHeaven?"

"You eat fragrant food and drink spicy food on the grassland, and you see cattle and sheep in the grass by the wind. ”

"Do you know that his hair is white in Xuanbei Prefecture?"

"Did you know that he would rather die than marry and have children?"

"Do you know what he looked like when he died?"

"Do you know that he refused to keep a monument until he died?"

"Aren't you his father?"

"Isn't he your son?"

"Why?"

"You've thought a lot about your Wu clan. ”

"Why can't you think a little bit about him? ”

"What about even a little bit?"

"Why?"

"Tell me why?"

"Tell me the why!"

Zhang Chu roared and trembled.

The majestic flame true qi was like a rampage on him.

He was almost uncontrollable, and with one punch he smashed this pig's head-like face into a pulp!

Wu Yuanying's face was covered in cold sweat, and his lips trembled violently.

I opened my mouth several times.

None of them could spit out a word.

Zhang Chu closed his eyes and forced himself not to look at this person anymore.

"Drag it down, Ling Chi!"

He waved.

The two guards on the left and right stepped forward, grabbed Wu Yuanying from the left and the right, and dragged him to the side.

Wu Yuanying struggled and roared desperately: "You are the brother of Qianyuan, do you really want to see him exterminate the clan and see his bloodline cut off?"

Zhang Chu didn't open his eyes.

Seems indifferent.

Not much.

Sun Jian walked lightly to Zhang Chu's side and asked in a low voice, "Master Chu, the women and children of the Wu clan...... How to deal with it?"

He knows the rules of his own helper.

If you borrow his courage again, he will not dare to commit it.

Zhang Chu was silent for a long time before he said lightly: "Let them memorize the enlightenment article, any one is fine, and those who can memorize it will bring back the great departure, and those who can't memorize it will be able to recite it...... Kill!"

Clansmen?

The clansmen of Wuqianyuan, how can there be a northern barbarian......

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