"Hey, the border city is the city guard, the famous general Yuchuan's guy."

"He was defeated and killed by the current city guard, and the weapon that made him famous was unusable, so he was sold to me by his pawns, and I don't know what those big men think, isn't it good to live in peace, what does it mean to fight each other for power!"

The blacksmith sighed, the man rubbed the blade of the knife, found that there were threads engraved on the handle, and couldn't help but ask curiously:

"Shopkeeper, is there a connecting rod down here?"

"Yes, if you can't call it a super large horizontal knife, you look inside, there are two more sections."

The man looked inside, and when he saw two black iron rods, he threw them on the ground at random, covered with dirt.

"If you don't need a gun, you can just use this horizontal knife, and the shopkeeper can do it?"

Carefully remove the mud with a rag, the man asked in a deep voice.

"You want this knife?"

The blacksmith was surprised and asked, the weapons of the famous generals are all extraordinary, and the effect is naturally not ordinary, but the weapons of the defeated generals are rarely used, because of the bad luck, the successor rarely has a good death, which is a well-known thing in the world.

"Dizzy, you dare to ask for the objects of famous generals who died in battle, are you crazy!"

"Brother Han can't have it, he'll die!"

Siqin frowned, most of the well-known evil soldiers in the prairie flowed from the Han people, and ten out of ten were the blades of dead famous generals!

Burigude also shook his head again and again, such an unfortunate thing should be melted down quickly.

A shaman has said that famous generals are all extraordinary, and the blades they use are contaminated with breath, and ordinary people can't bear it at all, and if they are in contact for a long time, they will die.

「…… That's it!"

The man tied the horizontal knife with hemp rope to himself, and then grinned at the two who frowned:

"A certain life is hard, heaven and earth will not invade, and I can bring it back if I twist it again, just like Tara!"

Burigude grinned, well, compare the knife with his own girl, the taste is really heavy!

"If you really want it, don't take the money, and I'll give you a scabbard hanging bag."

The blacksmith said with a solemn expression, but said in his heart, is it possible, this is fate?

The man smiled and nodded, always listening to Xiaobu say that it was love at first sight, and he thought it was a fart, but when he saw this knife today, he really understood, and it was love at first sight!

Fifty sheep, the blacksmith gave fifty taels of silver ingots, Siqin held it in his arms and trembled, in this life, I have never seen so much money, in the past, it was mainly barter.

The three of them left the blacksmith shop, bought a lot of things they had never thought of before, and even though it was dark, they still set out on the road back.

"Shopkeeper, righteousness!"

Buri Gude sighed, Siqin nodded again and again, such a benevolent and sincere man is rare in the grassland.

Without the sheep in the way, they returned to the tribe in only three days, and the precious things were sent down, and the Chunfen tribe was smiling everywhere, which was the simplicity of the shepherds, even if it was just a pinch of salt, it would make them happy for a long time.

As time passed, more and more tribes came to the spring pasture, and many of them numbered more than 100,000 or even 200,000 super clans, and disputes ensued.

In just one month, the Chunfen tribe fought with the diplomatic hand seventeen times, fought three times, and won the rest!

Needless to say, the first hero, since he changed the horizontal sword, the man with crazy combat power, his best record is that when he fought with the Blackstone tribe that controlled 80,000 strings, he killed 1,000 and 2,000 in one battle, and penetrated the enemy formation alone, and cut down the head of the tribe with one sword!

In seventeen battles, the Han Zitong killed more than 10,000 enemies, the name of the blood demon resounded in the spring pasture, and the name of the first Baturu in the Kazan steppe was known to everyone.

Months passed quickly, the cold air flowed over the mountains to the savannah, the grass turned yellow, the wind began to whine, and it was time for the tribe to return.

Today's Chunfen tribe occupies almost the entire spring pasture, with 600,000 herdsmen and more than 200,000 herdsmen, and is a well-deserved overlord of the spring pasture and even the Kazan steppe.

The number of people who rule is more than ten times that of the original, Siqin is much busier than before, and the title is no longer the head, but the khan!

The status is higher than it used to be

Many, but the smile on Ke Siqin's face is slowly disappearing, and he often looks up to the east, and the light in his eyes is no longer bright, but implied greed.

"You're saying that instead of going back to the winter pastures, you're heading east?"

In the tent, a two-meter-tall man as strong as a bear exclaimed, he was the head of the largest tribe attached to Xinchunfen.

"Yes, all the way east, over Kazan, crushing the Hujiao Fortress, and entering the deserted ancient road."

Siqin's eyes narrowed slightly, but his calm words revealed a hideous coldness.

Except for the people of the Lao Chunfen tribe, the newcomers all stood up violently, looked at Siqin in shock, and an elderly man asked with a trembling voice:

"Khan, could it be that you want to ......?"

"You're right, the Chunfen tribe will go all the way east, chasing spring, summer, autumn and winter, until the Golden Dragon Banner is inserted into the Ice-topped Immortal Palace of Kola Mountain!"

Everyone was silent, there were only two people in the history of the Ice Dome Immortal Palace, one was the Han famous general Champion Hou who was invincible in the world with five thousand hussars.

The weak crown has three days under the world to be unmatched, and it has been proud of the past and present, and one of them has been overwhelmed!

It's a pity that the sky is jealous of the talent, and he died violently before he could do it, causing the world to sigh, the heavens did not allow the champion, and the sunset was visible in the distance.

The second is the grassland Tianjiao, the legend of the Chunfen tribe, the founder of the Xiao'er Jinjin family, and the eagle of the four seas!

Get up as a slave, lead the Chunfen tribe to break the fortress, conquer the ancient road, destroy the nine eastern countries, and finally enter the ice-topped fairy palace of Kola Mountain, and firmly insert the golden dragon flag into the highest place of the fairy palace with the body of a mortal, and unify all the herdsmen.

"Khan, when the ancestors marched eastward, they also unified the entire Kazan steppe first, and had sufficient strength."

"Now that the Chunfen tribe has only more than 200,000 people in control, and the population is not even one million, how can they have the ability to attack Hujiao Fortress?"

The elder gave a salute and said sincerely:

"Today's Chunfen tribe is the best time to strengthen themselves, as long as they survive this winter, they will be stronger next year, and they will have the opportunity to unify the Kazan steppe, and then it will not be too late to advance eastward."

"You're right, the eastward march really needs to unify the Kazan steppe."

Siqin listened attentively to the horse's hooves outside the tent, got up and strode out, and smiled at the horses that were whistling by:

"There is still half a month to go, with my Chunfen No. 1 Baturu here, time is enough!"

Everyone looked up, and dozens of strong men, led by an imposing man, drove the horses into the distance, and the mud and grass splashed over the iron hooves, and the earth rumbled.

「……」

Everyone looked at the man with deep fear in their eyes, for to them, it was not a man, but a bloodthirsty devil in human skin!

The appearance of his wild laughter in the sea of corpses and blood can not be forgotten.

Looking at the man who led Burigude and the others to run into the distance with the wild horses, Siqin smiled sincerely.

As Zaba and others said, as Chunfen becomes stronger and stronger, the population increases, and the thoughts in the tribe become more and more chaotic, but as long as there are men, those noises can only hide in the shadows forever!