Chapter 209: My pants are off, you tell me this

At that time, it was close to the third watch, and the stars in the sky were brilliant and the moon shadow was slanting westward. There are insects and birds on the grassland, like the sound of heaven, and from time to time there are wild wolves roaring melodiously from afar.

The scout had already come over and reported: "Master Horse, the person who came here is indeed dressed as a Rouran person, there are as many as five hundred people!" And one of the people who came was Badan Chahan, whom we recognized. โ€

Zhao Gou waved his hand and said, "Looking at their marching speed, it seems that they are not afraid that we will find them." โ€

What kind of strong man is this person who comes, so rampant and doesn't take me seriously, doesn't this king lose face?

"Let's go, follow me and meet them." Zhao Gou rode in front, just to pass.

The soldier here said: "Master Horse, there are many of them, and there are too few of us." Wait until I gather the army and make them dumplings. โ€

Only then did Zhao Gou react, there were more than 100 people in the patrol team, plus those who came over one after another, that is, no more than 200 people.

The other side has as many as 500 people, and they are more familiar with the nearby geographical environment, and they have the advantage of the geographical advantage, if the two armies fight, it is obvious that they will only suffer.

"There's no need to gather a large army, they have so few people, it's just an advance team, and it's not worth launching our army." Zhao Gou vetoed it at that time. "You patrol people, patrol here as usual, and I only need five or six people to accompany me. Also, if any of you know the local dialect, come with me. Whoever goes with me will be rewarded with a hundred taels of silver and gold for each of them. โ€

"I'll go!"

"Master Pony, I'll go!"

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When they heard that there was an additional reward, and that it was enough for them to pay for two years, and that there would be brave men under the so-called heavy reward, they all expressed their willingness to go along.

As a result, seventy or eighty people were willing to go along.

Zhao Gou took this part of the people and walked over to the little fire that was miles away.

The other party took the lead in opening the way with four grassland soldiers, all of them burly and strong, with golden swords, invincible, and the fire hit their faces, like statues in the mountain temple.

It was followed by a large army, a black oppressive one, and behind the large army was a group of well-trained steppe gray wolves, whose eyes were like lanterns in the dark night, emitting green light.

The two armies faced each other, directly stopping at a distance of 200 meters and looking at each other from a distance.

Zhao Gou discovered Duan Chahan. In fact, among so many people who came, there was only one familiar face, Douduan Chahan.

Shouldn't this guy be with the Rouran Right Virtuous King, why did he get mixed up with this gang again?

Moreover, there are high-level hidden warriors among them.

Zhao Gou directly locked his eyes on Po Duan Chahan, and asked lazily: "Xiao Duan Chahan, are you here to defect to this horse with this little person?" โ€

Xiao Duan Chahan didn't speak, looking at his expression, he actually wanted to speak, but his actions showed that he was not worthy to speak on behalf of this part of the people, and at that time, he just gave up space for a horse's head, and an old man came out from behind him.

"King Kang of the Great Song Dynasty, your hand is stretched out very long! From the Great Song Dynasty to the Great Xia, and now it has reached the grassland! โ€

This voice came from the old man, and his breath was calm, showing his profound internal strength control skills.

Zhao Gou saw that the old man was almost in his old age, wearing a felt hat, snow-white beard and knots, bronzed skin, burning eyes, towering cheekbones, wearing a sheepskin robe, a crimson cloak, hunting in the wind.

"Who is this old thing sacred? Hurry up and get your name out. Under the sword of this king, he does not kill the nameless rats. โ€

The old man just smiled, and said with a movement of his beard: "Sure enough, it is a newborn calf that is not afraid of tigers." The old man is the King of the Silver Wheel, and the King of the Iron Wheel that you killed is my brother. โ€

Zhao Gouxin said that this guy directly mentioned that the Iron Wheel King was killed, obviously for revenge, but he brought this person over, obviously because he was extremely confident in himself.

The King of the Silver Wheel

Force value: Half-step Chaos Realm Grandmaster

Weapons: big horse sabers, horse language, wolves, goshawks, and grasslands, all tangible can be refined into weapons

Strength: 5000 pounds

IQ: 165

Attributes: Hidden Warrior, Black Felt Society, Pyramid Top Existence on the Grassland

Keywords: resourceful, decisive, soft, grassland

Zhao Gou knew it in his chest, and said with a smile: "King Yinlun, you know that your brother died in my hands, so you also came to die?" โ€

The King of the Silver Wheel lifted the horse forward by a hundred meters, got off the horse, walked a few steps before stopping, and said to Zhao Gou slightly: "I was entrusted by someone to invite the prince to the meeting." โ€

"Oh? Isn't it your plan for revenge? Zhao Gou was immediately interested, "Tell me, who invited me to the meeting?" What will you go to? โ€

King Yinlun said: "Just ask the prince if he dares to come?" โ€

Zhao Gou laughed out loud and said, "Now that the two armies are fighting, what dare not?" You didn't take the wrong medicine, did you? โ€

The Silver Wheel King's face sank, and he said casually: "Since you Zhao Gou can kill the Iron Wheel King, you must also be a hidden martial arts master, haven't you heard of the Black Felt Society on the grassland?" โ€

"What black felt will be white felt? You have something to say, and you have a fart to let go. This king is not for the sake of you being an old man, and now I will go back to sleep after the fight. โ€

Zhao Gou looked a little impatient, but deep down he already had a curiosity about the black felt.

"Okay, Lord Wang, you are really fast-talking. The old man has indeed come to invite you to the meeting, and the person who sent me has prepared two gifts to dispel your doubts. โ€

The Silver Wheel King said, just throwing a small item to Zhao Gou.

Zhao Gou took it in his hand, opened the system and saw that it was a handicraft in the shape of Kunlun made of meteorites hundreds of millions of years old, engraved with several grassland characters, which seemed to be a symbol of identity and status.

Nothing else matters, it is mainly made of meteorites, and the ability to engrave fonts on meteorites is a sign of a strong man.

"Well, there's something interesting about this little thing. What about the other gift? โ€

The King of the Silver Wheel walked to the horse's head, untied a burden, and threw it away.

When I opened it, it was a bloody human head.

Afraid that Zhao Gou wouldn't recognize it, the Silver Wheel King said: "This is the head of the Rouran Right Sage King, I guess you have seen it." As a member of the Black Felt Society, King Youxian launched a war against Great Xia without authorization, and has been beheaded by the Black Felt Society. โ€

Zhao Gou smiled, and said in his heart that this black felt will really be powerful, a dignified right virtuous king, how can he also be a big man who is very important, you say kill it, and there is really a set.

Zhao Gou looked at the two gifts in front of him, and said with a slight sigh: "These two gifts are indeed valuable, but this king is here with troops to fight Rouran, and the soldiers are all hundred, murderous, and swear to level the grassland, you come here not to talk about the war, but invite me to the meeting." This king has almost taken off his pants, you tell me this, isn't it a bit of child's play? โ€

The Silver Wheel King's face darkened, and he suddenly said sharply: "I came this time to speak to you on behalf of the Black Felt Society, you shouldn't talk to me in this tone." โ€

"Really?" Zhao Gou had already drawn his sword, "How about talking in this way?" โ€