Xiao Yunhe wanted to ask Lu Sang what he should do next, but Lu Sang and a few barbarians were drinking together, and when he saw Xiao Yunhe, he drank loudly as if he hadn't seen it.

It seems that he has forgotten that he still has an important military mission.

Xiao Yunhe was helpless, seeing this group of people gathering together to sing and dance, he was not interested in participating in it, so he found a remote corner, and he sat down alone.

Next to it was the ocean-like flock of sheep, although it was still some distance away, the pungent commotion still reached Xiao Yunhe's nose.

This is nothing to the herdsmen on the grassland, and Xiao Yunhe can't do it without smelling it for a long time.

Covering his nose, he stepped back a long way before he temporarily found a place to rest under a tree.

This position was a little higher, but it was far away from the crowd of carnival and singing, Xiao Yunhe leaned on the trunk of the tree, looking at the group of people in the distance, but it was somewhat ridiculous and unreal.

"Why don't you drink something?" someone said behind Xiao Yunhe.

Xiao Yunhe turned around and looked, but it was Xie Datou.

Xie Datou's face was flushed, and as soon as he approached, a strong smell of alcohol entered Xiao Yunhe's nose.

"Big brother, why did you come out?" Xiao Yunhe asked.

"Drinking too much, it's not good, it's going to make a mistake!" Xie Datou said with a pun.

Xiao Yunhe didn't hear it, lowered his head, and stopped talking.

"Brother Yunhe, you seem to be a little unhappy?" Xie Datou looked at Xiao Yunhe's feelings and asked a little depressed.

"We ......" Xiao Yunhe raised his head and stopped talking.

"If you have anything to say, just say it!" Xie Datou sat beside Xiao Yunhe, looked at the crowd that was still carnivaling over there, and said to Xiao Yunhe, "Do you think that we are a little too relaxed now?"

"Big brother, we are here with a mission this time, but we are not here to drink and dance with these barbarians! Brother Lu didn't know how to do it, so after a few words with that barbarian, it became like this!" Xiao Yunhe said with some dissatisfaction.

"Brother Yunhe, it's rare and rare! At such a young age, you can still think so much at this time! Aren't the few sips of wine you drank just now enough? Come on, come on, you big brother still have it here!" Xie Datou laughed, untied a wine bag from his waist, and handed it to Xiao Yunhe's mouth.

Xiao Yunhe didn't have the heart to drink, so he pushed it repeatedly, but Xie Datou seemed to be drinking, and he held Xiao Yunhe down, aimed it at his mouth, and raised the wine bag to pour a few sips into it.

"I ...... No...... cough cough ......" Xiao Yunhe was forcibly poured into it several times, and his throat was choked a few times.

"How's it going, doesn't it taste good?" Xie Datou asked, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"This ...... This wine ......" Xiao Yunhe poured down the few sips of wine in his mouth, and his eyes widened suddenly.

"What's wrong with the wine? Have you never drunk such a delicious wine? This is the exclusive special wine of our Left Guards, except for the people in our army, ordinary people can't drink such a fine wine if they want to!"

Xiao Yunhe's eyes also blinked, and his wide-eyed eyes also narrowed together, and he took the wine bag in Xie Datou's hand and poured it down.

"Good wine, good wine!" Xiao Yunhe poured a lot of wine, put down the wine bag, his face turned red, and he applauded loudly.

"Hahahaha......" Xie Datou slapped his hands and laughed, threw Xiao Yunhe half a leg of mutton, and took out one to nibble on.

Xiao Yunhe also joined this carnival team, eating meat and drinking in large bowls, this kind of life is too easy to be intoxicated.

The blazing bonfire gradually weakened. The carnival singing gradually died down. The people who indulged in singing and wandering fell asleep as the night deepened and after the wine was hot.

Around a few bonfires, there were many people lying horizontally. Xiao Yunhe, Xie Datou, Lu Sang, and many other barbarians all fell together, and beside them, the wine was spilled all over the ground, and the ground was in a mess.

Everyone went to sleep, except for a loud snoring sound that rose and fell in the night sky.

The flocks of sheep around the campfire have also curled up in a ball and entered their dreams.

Only the horses standing closer to the crowd did not sleep. Several of the horses seemed to be a little restless, snorting from time to time, as if these psychic animals had a premonition of some danger.

In the night, a pair of bright eyes suddenly opened.

In the night when the moonlight could not be seen, these eyes were shining, looking very conspicuous, faint, as if there were some green reflections, like a lone wolf in the night.

A pair of eyes lit up, as if there was a chain reaction, and then, two pairs, three pairs, more and more eyes, lit up.

The dozens of pairs of eyes lit up and looked at each other for a moment, and then these eyes began to move in the night.

"Good wine!" shouted one in the darkness, holding out his arm.

These eyes moving at high speed immediately stopped.

In the eyes glowing with a faint green light, a cold light flashed.

But then, after this voice, there was no other sound.

It seems that it was just a whisper in the middle of a hangover, and no one woke up again.

The dozens of pairs of eyes began to move rapidly again, but for some reason, a few pairs of eyes suddenly went out.

In just a few moments, more than half of the eyes lost their brilliance and disappeared into darkness.

The first pair of eyes opened, walking at the forefront of the movement, did not notice this silent change behind him.

In the darkness, a pair of hands pulled out a shiny scimitar from its scabbard. The light of the scimitar was brighter than the eyes, and a blurry distorted face was reflected on the shiny blade.

Suddenly, there was a sharp sound in the darkness, and most of the eyes that were still flashing with a ghostly light were extinguished in an instant.

At this time, a few screams were also heard, and the first pair of eyes finally sensed that something was wrong, and the sword light in his hand slowed down, and another faster sword light appeared behind him.

In the darkness, "Dangdangdang" sounded several times, followed by a few broken drinks, and all of them fell silent again.

Immediately after, the bonfire was refilled with a few handfuls of firewood, and the fire was bright, and several clusters of torches were also separated from the bonfire.

In the flickering firelight, it is vague, and you can also see clearly what happened under it.

There was a lot of blood on the ground. The blood flowed in the dry desert and was soon seeped into the sand, but the thick bloody breath lasted for a long time.

Above the pool of blood, there were many corpses.

They were old and young, gray-haired old men, middle-aged men with big shoulders and round waists, and thin young men, all of whom were lying on the ground, dead in the same state, with an obvious wound on their necks, spurting blood outward.

The dead bodies lying on the ground were all barbarians.

The corpses were strewn all over the field, and Lusan walked over slowly.

At the front, he stopped.

In front, there was a white-haired barbarian elder kneeling, the leather robe under his body had been stained red with blood, the corners of his mouth were bloody, and his body was rickety, but his eyes looking up at Lu San were full of unwilling cold resentment.

Lusan babbled, and the barbarian elder followed suit.

Then Lusan frowned, said a few more words, and walked away.

Xiao Yunhe came up from the darkness, with some blood on his body, his chest fell together, and he looked very excited.

"Hurt?" Lusan asked with concern.

"No! that's the blood of a barbarian!" Xiao Yunhe shook his head.

Lu Sang relieved himself at this time, and then asked, "Is the situation under control?

"Forty-six killed, and ninety-two, all over there, Brother Niu, they are watching over them!" Xiao Yunhe pointed behind him.

"That's good! I'll take a look!" Lu San nodded and walked in the direction Xiao Yunhe pointed.

"Brother Lu, can I ask you a question?" Xiao Yunhe asked, following behind him.

"What's the question?" said Lusan without stopping.

"How did you see that they had a problem? Why didn't I see anything abnormal at all?" Xiao Yunhe said a little depressed.

Although Xiao Yunhe participated in this counter-hunt tonight, he didn't dare to believe that this qiē was true until afterwards. But Lu Sang was arranged from the beginning, and in the face of Lu Sang's calculations, Xiao Yunhe was very depressed because of his low vigilance.

"It's because there's no anomaly, that's why there's a problem!Don't you think they're too enthusiastic about us?Barbarian, when did they become so hospitable?" Lusan smiled and said lightly.

"That's the case? Then it's no wonder!" Xiao Yunhe was relieved, in this way, it was Lu San's many years of experience that had played a role, and he had just arrived and did not know much about the situation of the barbarians, so it was understandable that he did not see the problem now.

At this time, he also came to the vicinity of the surviving barbarians, and Lusan stopped.

After a few words with the guards of the local soldiers, Lusan said a lot to the group of barbarians.

No one answered, and Lu Sang thought for a moment, and drew a short knife from his waist.

Then, in front of everyone, he said out loud a barbarian language that Xiao Yunhe couldn't understand.

"Let's do it! We are born warriors, and we want to get information out of our mouths, let's go in the next life!" a shout of anger rang out among the languishing barbarians.

This sentence is not the barbarian language that is difficult to understand, but it is said in the common language of the Great Qi mainland.

"Ah, interesting!" Lusan glanced at the place where the voice had come from, and with a glance at the soldier beside him, someone walked in and pulled the man who spoke out of the crowd.

The two soldiers were not polite, but they grabbed the man, walked up to Lussan, and threw him to the ground, and the man fell to his knees in a wolf.

But then, he stood up from the ground again, and stared at the expressionless Lusan opposite with cold eyes.

The man was about thirty years old, with a short and medium build, and the leather robe on his body was of good texture, more oily than the ordinary barbarians around him, but the white leather robe on his body was spotless and smooth as new.

"I originally thought that this time I just caught a group of hungry wolves who were not greedy enough, but I didn't expect that there was actually a big fish in it!"

The man snorted coldly and turned his head to answer.

"Tell me, among the barbarians, there are not many who can speak our language. As for your nobles, there is a chance to learn. Who are you from the Muga tribe, where did the strong men of your clan go?" asked Lusan slowly.

There was no response.

"I don't have time to talk nonsense with you! I'll count to three, and if you don't say anything, I'll kill one of you first!" Lusan raised his knife and stopped above the head of a kneeling barbarian in front of him.

The man glanced at it with squinted eyes, let out a cold snort of disdain from his nose, and turned his head away.

"One!" Lusan began.

The man twisted his head, not moving.

"Two!" said Lusan a second time.

Still no response.

"Three!" the knife in Lusang's hand fell with a "brush".

There was no blood splattering, and when the barbarian under him was trembling like earth, Lussan's knife almost stopped at a centimeter above his head, and then slowly raised it again.

The barbarian man still stood still, seemingly completely indifferent to the life and death of this clansman.

"I almost forgot, for you high-ranking chiefs, these lowly herdsmen are not even as good as a dog! I am really stupid to threaten the owner with the life of a dog!" Lusan sneered at himself with the short knife in his hand.

The man snorted coldly: "It's good to know! Our barbarian warriors will never succumb to the enemy's butcher's knife! My life is here, and I can take it at any time! But if you want to hear information from me, there is no door!"

"No door, then go through the window!" Lusan smiled disapprerovingly, shifted his gaze to the crowd, and said slowly, "I remember, it seems that there is a very beautiful little boy who is with this barbarian master?

The arrogant barbarian man's face changed suddenly when he heard Lu Sang's words.

Two soldiers walked into the crowd again, one soldier clamped his hands, and a little boy of seven or eight years old was caught by him in the air.

Like an eagle catching a chicken, the soldier took the little boy under his arm, brought it to Lusan and threw it on the ground.

Xiao Yunhe, who saw this qiē in his eyes, had some changes in his eyes.

"What do you want to do?" the barbarian man rushed over, stretched out his arms to protect the little boy in front of his chest, and glared at Lusan angrily.

Lusan didn't stop him, and he didn't bother to answer in the face of his questioning.

He took two steps to the side, walked up to the man he had threatened with with a knife, and crouched down.

Shaking the knife in his hand in front of the other party's eyes, Lusan said again, and the barbarian hesitated for a moment, and then followed suit.

The barbarian man with the little boy in his arms was furious when he heard this, and pointed his forearm directly at the barbarian who was talking bitterly, and said a string of words, judging by the expression on his face, it should not be a good word.

Despite this, the barbarian insisted on finishing his words.

Lu San stood up, the short knife in his hand turned around in the palm of his hand, walked up to the barbarian man, and said to him: "The third prince of the Muhe tribe, I didn't expect to really catch a big fish today!"

"Shameless traitor, what if you don't want to be proud, what if you know my identity? I am not afraid of death, this life is here, take it if you want!" said the barbarian man.

"You're not afraid of death, what about your son? I've heard, you seem to have only one son, right?" The short knife in Lusang's hand was dangerously beaten, and the armed man ∧ Epsom (7).

"What do you want to do?" Mo Du hugged the son in his arms a little tighter and shouted angrily.

"What I want to do, you know very well. Sue me and I will release your father and son, as well as your people. Lusan said calmly.

"Do you think I'll believe it?" Mo Du sneered.

"Believe it or not, but now, you don't have a choice! I don't have much time, I'm going to do it for ten, ten times, if you're still not willing to cooperate with us, then I'll have to fulfill your father's and son's wish to be warriors!" Lusan said indifferently.

"One!" Lusan began to count.

Mo Du gritted his teeth and looked at his son, his cheeks twisted.

"Two!" Lusan said in a second voice.

"Don't count!" Mo Du shouted.

"Have you thought about it?" asked Lussan.

"The warriors of the barbarian race are not threatened by any kind!" After shouting this sentence loudly, Mo Du suddenly pressed his hand on his waist, and then his eyes burst out, and he hugged his son and fell backwards softly.

Lu San was startled, stepped forward and kicked him away, only to see a snow-bright dagger inserted in Mo Du's lower abdomen, right in the dantian, his eyes wide open, and he was already dead.

And Mo Du's son, who was kicked away by Lu Sang, was also drenched in blood. The little boy fell to the ground with his hands on the ground, and in his back was a slightly shorter dagger, and blood was gushing out of the wound.

At the same time as ending his own life, Mo Du also sent his son to Huangquan Road.

Suicide is something that requires a lot of courage. Not only to commit suicide, but also to kill his own son with his own hands, although it is the only choice to maintain dignity without any hope of survival, but this ruthless choice still makes the backs of those who see this scene cold for a while.

"Unexpectedly, I still hid my hand...... It's really ruthless......" Lusan said coldly.

"Brother Lu, his son is not dead! he is still alive!" a soldier suddenly shouted.