Standing in front of his yurt tent, facing south, he sniffed softly.

Seeing this, Hu Yanlan on the side also sniffed like him, not knowing what the sweat smelled.

"Do you smell it?" Meng Mulie asked softly.

Hu Yanlan sniffed hard for a long time, but she didn't smell anything, and shook her head awkwardly.

"My warriors of Beiyi, even if they die, they shouldn't die like this!"

After Meng Mulie finished speaking, he jumped into the air and disappeared.

Hu Yanlan waited with her head up for a long time, and when she didn't see any movement, she knew that Meng Mulie had left, and then beckoned to the generals: "Send an order, quickly assemble the army!" ”

The generals hesitated a little: "Lord Huyan, 300,000 soldiers and horses have just been dispatched..."

Hu Yanlan was so smart, she sighed and said, "I'm afraid that those 300,000 Beiyi warriors will become 300,000 dry bones... Just get ready! ”

When the generals heard Hu Yanlan's "frustrating words", no one refuted them. Everyone knows that no matter how outrageous it is, if Hu Yanlan says it, it will be true.

Everyone left one after another, informing the tribes of Beiyi and gathering troops and horses.

Hu Yanlan frowned and pondered for a moment, then waved his hand to the guards on the side, and the guards soon sent an eagle to them.

After a while, the eagle fluttered its wings from the camp of Beiyi and headed south.

One person leaned on the flagpole on the side, looked at the eagle hovering in the sky, and asked lazily, "Do you still want to contact King Anxi?" ”

"Isn't it a pity that you don't need to take refuge in us?" Hu Yanlan looked at Duan Tong who was leaning on the flagpole, squinted and smiled.

These words obviously meant something, Duan Tong also surrendered from the Central Plains Daqi, but he just didn't hear it.

"I'm curious, what did the Great Khan promise to the king of Anxi to make the king of a feudal lord who had fought for six hundred years take the initiative to surrender?" Hu Yanlan tilted her head and asked.

"The throne is not lost."

"Heh, does Lord Huyan think I'm a three-year-old kid and I'm fooling? That's the most basic condition, right? Duan Tong's face darkened a little, and this feeling of being teased was very uncomfortable.

Hu Yanlan also knew that Duan Tong was not the other two reckless men, and he couldn't be fooled, so he simply spread his hands and said: "I'm just the four mastiffs, such a top-secret thing, if Lord Duan wants to know, he has to ask the Great Khan." ”

"Just like Lord Duan came to vote for us, I don't know what kind of agreement Lord Duan and the Great Khan reached."

Duan Tong glanced at it and said, "It's not something that can't be said, how about swapping?" ”

Hu Yanlan's eyes lit up: "Okay!" ”

Although there are no descendant tribes in Beiyi, if they can be brought together and the four mastiffs work together, it would be great.

Hu Yanlan instructed the guards to bring pen and paper, and said: "It's not that I can't trust Lord Duan, but people's hearts are separated from their stomachs, but if one person speaks first, it is difficult to say whether the other person's answer is true or false." ”

"Why don't you and I write it down first, and then read it separately, how about it?"

Duan Tong nodded in agreement, this method is also fair.

The two immediately picked up a pen and paper and wrote, folded it and handed it to each other by the guards.

Holding the message written by the other party, the two looked at each other and smiled, and each took it apart.

“！！！”

The faces of the two of them became ugly, Hu Yanlan was shocked, and Duan Tong was angry.

I saw the note in Duan Tong's hand that read: "Protect the Zhao family." ”

On Hu Yanlan's hand, there were also four big characters: "Slaughter the Zhao family." ”

Duan Tong pinched it hard, and the internal force shattered the note in his hand: "The Great Khan really promised the King of Anxi to protect the Zhao clan after breaking through the Central Plains?" ”

Who is Zhao? Naturally, it is the Great Apocalypse royal family.

A trace of cold sweat broke out on Hu Yanlan's forehead, this time she was really smart but was mistaken by being smart. I wanted to get out of Duan Tong's information, even if it was to kill the whole family of a big official in the capital, or even to kill the little emperor, it would not be difficult.

But who knew that Duan Tong was so ruthless that he wanted to slaughter the entire Zhao royal family!

Hu Yanlan pondered for a moment and said slowly: "I'm afraid of this... What could be a misunderstanding..."

"Misunderstanding? What can be misunderstood? Duan Tong's fists creaked, causing the guards on the side to be very nervous.

After a long time, Duan Tongcai let go of his palm, took a deep breath, and turned to leave.

"Where is Lord Duan going?" Hu Yanlan hurriedly called.

"Siege! Since the Great Khan will not help me to avenge me, I will take revenge myself! Duan Tong left without looking back.

Hu Yanlan was anxious: "Hurry, stop Lord Duan!" ”

The guards did not dare to step forward, and under Hu Yanlan's urging several times, when the guards stepped forward to chase out of the camp gate, Duan Tong had already disappeared.

"Lord Huyan, Lord Duan is nowhere to be found." There was no way the guards could find it.

Hu Yanlan narrowed his triangular eyes, thought about it and said, "Duan Tong won't go to the Great Khan, he doesn't have the courage to confront the Great Khan... Then it is very likely that you will go to the trouble of King Anthy... Do your best to sabotage the surrender of the king of Anxi..."

"Without further ado, Huyankun, you quickly take the people of the Huyan tribe, rush to Anxi, and take over Fengcheng!"

Hu Yankun was the guard of the Huyan clan at the south gate of Fengcheng at the beginning, after escaping from Fengcheng with Huyanlan six years ago. With Huyanluo's password, he supported Huyanlan in the Huyan tribe, which allowed him to sit firmly as the patriarch of the Huyan tribe.

is also one of Hu Yanlan's cronies now.

Huyankun knew that the situation was urgent, so he lightly clicked on the 30,000 men and horses of the Huyan tribe and rushed to Fengcheng.

"I hope it's too late..."Hu Yanlan knew that she had caused a big disaster, and now she could only try her best to remedy it.

……

"Whew~"

On the Beiyi grassland, Yi Xiaodao rode the black gas to check the tragic death of the Beiyi soldiers on the ground.

Tens of thousands of soldiers and horses were scorched to earth, and some of the corpses could no longer be identified, only that they were dead.

At this moment, a burly figure descended from the year.

Monmulie arrived.

As soon as Yi Xiaodao raised his head, he saw a huge fist shadow of Meng Mulie swinging in front of him. The black qi quickly spread and starved out, forming a huge shield in front of him.

"Boom!"

The black shield had not yet taken shape, but Meng Mulie's fist came first!

Listening to the sound of "bang", the black shield in front of Yi Xiaodao was beaten away by Meng Mu's cracked punch.

The fist landed on Yi Xiaodao's chest, and he received this punch, flying directly out of mid-air diagonally, and fell heavily to the ground.

"Brother Yi!" Bai Xinglong wanted to rush to help Yi Xiaodao, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't pull up Yi Xiaodao.

Meng Mulie looked at the fallen Yi Xiaodao, hesitated for a while, and slowly fell from the air: "This kid is a little weird, it's better to kill it first, so as not to have too many dreams at night." ”

Bai Xinglong panicked when he saw Meng Mulie coming over in person, but he couldn't do anything with the unconscious Yi Xiaodao, after all, he was also injured.

Stretching out his toes, he reached under Yi Xiaodao's body, and with a sharp hook, he hooked Yi Xiaodao off the ground and flew into the air.

Bai Xinglong immediately took off and kicked Yi Xiaodao's waist heavily: "Go!" ”

Yi Xiaodao was immediately kicked out of dozens of zhang away, Bai Xinglong didn't dare to slack off, rushed to the ground, and held Yi Xiaodao, who was about to land, resisted on his shoulder, and ran away.

"Is this the strength of the Great Khan of Beiyi? With just one punch, it is difficult for Brother Yi to even parry..."Bai Xinglong remembered the scene just now, and he felt a little palpitating.

Meng Mulie hung in the air, glanced at the corpses of the Beiyi Army strewn all over the field under his feet, emitting thick smoke, and then glanced at the white star dragon who was far away.

Soaring into the air to chase after it, the speed is staggering.

Bai Xinglong didn't run far before he noticed the movement behind him, and when he turned his head, he saw that Meng Mulie had already chased after him with a cold face.

"So fast!" Bai Xinglong felt a chill in his heart, fixed Yi Xiaodao with both hands, and the speed under his feet also increased.

Meng Mulie raised his eyebrows slightly: "There are a lot of capable people in the Central Plains. After a little emotion, he accelerated again and chased after the white star dragon.

The White Star Dragon had done its best, and when it swept across the grassland, the weeds were pressed to the ground by the strong wind, and they couldn't stand up at all.

Meng Mulie was more swift, and everywhere he passed, the grass on the ground was blown up by the roots, revealing the swarthy earth.

The distance between the two sides is getting closer.

Bai Xinglong's heart was horrified, he tore off a few strips of cloth on the hem of his clothes, wrapped Yi Xiaodao around his body, and drew his sword.

The sword light filled the sky, like thunder and lightning, but it was not aimed at Meng Mulie, but swung forward.

The next moment, the figure of the white star dragon was gone, and when he looked again, he was already in the distance. It was as if he had melted into those several sword rays of light and stabbed forward.

Meng Mulie's body was low, he fell into the ground from mid-air, just stepped on the solid ground, and quickly kicked it...

Both of them tried their best, no, to be precise, Bai Xinglong had already fought for their lives. A large mouthful of blood spat out of his mouth and scattered with the wind...

Fortunately, the distance with Meng Mulie has not been shortened anymore, the Beiyi grassland is vast, and everyone is good at riding and shooting.

Not long after the two of them walked, Bai Xinglong's nose and even ears began to seep blood out little by little, and he was about to be unable to support it.

Finally, Bai Xinglong saw the battlefield strewn with corpses in the distance, and there were only a few thousands of Beiyi soldiers left, all of whom were surrounded, and it was only a matter of time before they were killed.

"Fang Qianlong... Help me..."Bai Xinglong shouted with difficulty, and one of them did not stabilize his body, and fell heavily to the ground with Yi Xiaodao on his back.

Fang Qianlong heard Bai Xinglong's call and hurriedly came: "What's wrong?" I just heard that Brother Yi is out of control and is chasing you, and you have subdued it? ”

Bai Xinglong opened his mouth, unable to say a word, so he had to point behind him, and then fainted.

As soon as Fang Qianlong raised his head, a figure flew from a distance. Before he could see it, Fang Qianlong felt a great threat, grabbed Bai Xinglong and Yi Xiaodao with both hands, turned his head and ran.

Fang Qianlong's light skills were far inferior to Bai Xinglong, and before he could turn around, Meng Mulie had already reached behind him, and his fists were already raised high.

Fang Qianlong didn't care about his back, and his intuition told him that even if he blocked this punch with all his strength, it would be impossible to block it.

A punch slammed down...

"Whoosh!"

The Shattered Star Arrow seemed to cut through the void and shot at Meng Mulie.

Meng Mulie stopped the attack, changed his fist into a palm, and caught the Shattered Star Arrow.

The stout Broken Star Arrow was pinched into two pieces by Meng Mulie with one hand, and the one in his palm was even more shattered into powder...