Chapter Twenty-Seven

"My lord, why don't you ......" Luo Yun leaned forward and quietly made a gesture to wipe his neck, his meaning was obvious, that is, to kill all the tribes and even those captives who surrendered, and if there were nearly 10,000 people missing, there would be a thousand fewer mouths.

Zi Chen hesitated for a moment, but still shook his head, don't look at his ruthlessness on the battlefield, he never shows mercy to the enemy, but if he really wants to slaughter these nearly 10,000 captives, he really can't do it.

And sooner or later, someone in this group of captives will become his soldiers.

I was going to rest here for a day before heading north, but in the afternoon, there was a scout report, there was a cavalry of about 3,000 people coming in this direction, behind this group of cavalry, it seems that there are more troops, hearing such news, Zi Chen's heart tightened, while sending scouts to continue to investigate, while calling Luo Yun and Chiguev in front of him, discussing something together.

A moment later, Luo Yun led three thousand iron horsemen to escort the remaining nearly 10,000 captives to continue north, followed by more than 5,000 Red Fire Clan warriors without mounts and the captured immortal master - Lin Xubai!

However, Zi Chen led four thousand red fire iron horsemen to stay.

Zi Chen's arrangement was very calm, but whether it was him, Luo Yun, Chiguev, or even the soldiers below, they all felt a mountain rain coming......

Just when Zi Chen was calmly arranging, a hundred miles away, there was a camp of more than 10,000 troops, but this camp did not raise any flags, but in the center of the camp, a giant tent several times larger than an ordinary tent was set up.

Unlike other grassland demons, the man was wearing an ordinary black robe, and his hair was different from the brown and black of ordinary grassland demons, but pitch black, and his face did not have the thick beard of other grassland demons, but he was very cleanly shaved, and he looked extremely handsome, except for his tall nose, he didn't look much different from a Central Plains man in other places.

Beside him, there was a gorgeously dressed and beautiful girl kneeling, who was carefully grinding ink for him, and from the look between the girl's eyebrows, there was a faint look of a man.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the tent, and then a loud voice was heard: "Report!"

"Come in!" The middle-aged man didn't look up, just said lightly, and then saw a man in armor walk in and kneel down on one knee towards the man.

"Great Khan, the news from the Sky Wolf General has found that the prey has been found!"

The Great Khan, this is the Steppe Demon, is a title that only the Golden Khan can have, and no one would have thought that this middle-aged man who looks like a Central Plains man is actually the Golden Khan who rules the entire Steppe Demon-Completely Fierce!

"Sue him, find a way to drag the prey, and wait for Ben Khan to arrive before making a move!" Hearing the report of his subordinates, the Golden Khan still didn't look up, but just said lightly.

"Yes, Great Khan, it's just ......" The man in armor was obviously about to say something, but before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by the golden khan in front of him.

"Do as Ben Khan orders!"

"Yes!" the man did not dare to refute, but replied respectfully, turned and withdrew, only to stealthily glance up at the girl kneeling beside the khan as he exited the tent.

"Father Khan, it's just a pair of soldiers escorting captives, it's already overkill for you to let General Sky Wolf go in person, why do you still want to go in person?" The girl didn't notice the man's gaze at all, and when he left in disappointment, a crisp voice sounded from her mouth.

"Do you know who the people who escorted this group of captives were?" said the Golden Khan, who also did not look up, and said lightly.

"Isn't it the waste of the Purple Family?" As the daughter of the Golden Khan, the girl naturally knew about the biggest enemy of the Grassland Demon, the Tang Empire, and heard some rumors about the waste of the Purple Family.

"Hehe, a person who can kill your third brother with an arrow five miles away will be a waste? A person who leads 3,000 iron horsemen to escort 20,000 captives north, not only does not any prisoners rebel, but kills the 5,000 iron horsemen sent by your eldest brother cleanly......, will he be a waste?

"But Father Khan, no matter how powerful he is, he can't be the opponent of the Celestial Wolf General? Moreover, the Celestial Wolf General leads the most elite Celestial Wolf Iron Cavalry under your command, even if he subdues those captives, they can't be the opponent of the Celestial Wolf General without a war horse?

"If he only has three thousand iron horses, I naturally won't worry about anything, but around him, there are more than 10,000 traitors of the Red Fire Clan, Yu'er, you have to remember that no matter how weak you are to the watch, you should never underestimate them, especially since he is still that guy's favorite son......" When he said this, Wan Yan Bilie finally raised his head, his eyes looked ahead, and he seemed to have penetrated the tent, penetrated thousands of miles of roads, and saw that arrogant figure......

"Father Khan, how do you know that he is his favorite son? He is just a concubine born to a concubine?" Seeing his father's eyes looking to the east, Wanyan Yu'er immediately understood what he was talking about?

"If it's not his favorite, then why would the eldest son of his lineage want to get rid of him with our hands?"

Hearing the words of her father Khan, Wanyan Yu'er seemed to understand whether she understood or not, but when she saw her father Khan burying her head again, she could only suppress the doubts in her heart......

For the man who was so valued by her father, she also had a trace of curiosity in her heart...... (To be continued......)