"Come, come, come! Come here! ”

Du Chengfeng shouted in front, and those grassland armor soldiers also chased after him, but this time they did not raise the blade in their hands, but regarded the rider holding the fire blade in front of them as a savior - even if the other party was still an enemy not long ago, but no matter what, it is better to be captured by the enemy than to be killed by their own people.

And, to the peace of mind of these steppe people, the rider with the flaming blade did not kill them.

Not only did they not kill them, but they even greeted them warmly, and after leading them to a secluded alley, the rider with the blade of fire even broke through the wall on the side, and found wine and food from the nearby houses to distribute to them.

God knows why these materials are hidden in the wall, but this hospitable atmosphere has made these steppe armor soldiers who have escaped death again relaxed.

Just looking at the words and demeanor of the fireblade rider, as well as the fierce momentum between the actions, if the other party was not wearing the clothes of the southerners, he would simply be a living grassland man - and in terms of accent and temperament, he was even a person from the Qingyang tribe near Jibei, which made these grassland armor soldiers feel more and more favorable.

It may be a bit embarrassing to surrender to the southerners, but it seems reasonable to surrender to the brothers of the Qingyang tribe?

But does the Qingyang Department still exist now?

"Now is not the time to talk about these things."

Du Chengfeng, who was full of food and drink, wiped his mouth and lowered his voice to the hundreds of grassland armor soldiers who followed in front of him.

"First of all, you don't want to die, right?"

"I don't want to."

The grassland warriors nodded one after another.

Although they are all good sons with a strong will as iron, they will not be afraid of war or cowardice, even if they are shrouded in horse leather, it doesn't matter to these soldiers who regard death as if they were at home - but no matter how much they regard death as home, it must at least be killed in battle, what is it if they are killed by their own people for such an inexplicable reason?

As the top boss, the national teacher, who was supposed to lead them to victory, was going to kill them at this moment, but it was the enemy who was still fighting them before, the fireblade rider who slaughtered many steppe warriors, but now he was sharing wine and meat with them, even good wine and good meat.

It's too ridiculous to understand, and these steppe warriors are not without intelligence, but no matter how hard they rack their brains, they can't understand what this is all about.

It's okay, if you can't understand it, then you don't understand it, anyway, they're not dead now, and the wine and meat they eat in their mouths are real.

Even if they want to die now, they admit it, and before they go on the road, everyone can be considered to have a good meal.

But the fireblade rider still didn't kill them.

"Come with me when you're full."

Turning over and getting on the horse, Du Chengfeng led the way.

"I know you want to live, but it's hard to find any safe place in the city right now...... Luckily, I know of a hidden place where no one will find you. ”

Hearing that they could actually have a way to live, a group of grassland armor soldiers naturally followed, and they had completely given up thinking after eating and drinking, who could let them live, they would listen to whom.

So, after a short run, these steppe armorers all came to the depths of the arsenal located underground, and came to the huge word "benevolence".

"Here...... It's really safe. ”

The steppe warriors didn't recognize the Nanren's words, but they knew that at this moment, the depths of the earth were undoubtedly the safest place - not to mention that they could faintly smell the wine here, which meant that the fireblade rider had prepared wine for them.

Such a careful reception made the grassland armor soldiers more and more confused.

"This ...... Heroes. ”

The steppe armor soldier who looked like a leader spoke with difficulty.

"The two armies fought before, and they were offended, and this is indeed our fault, but the strong man does not kill us now, and even protects us...... Why is that? ”

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"Why the hell is that?"

On the other side of Yanzhou City, Xiang Rong, who was chasing and killing those grassland warriors, was also quite confused.

Originally, according to his judgment, at this moment he should be competing with the monster to devour the bait, the monster will strengthen itself in the killing, and the overlord halberd will gradually regain its strength in the blood sacrifice - and after that, when the two sides are almost killed, they will come to a life-and-death battle to see if he is eaten by the monster, or if this overlord halberd will usher in a new life.

But now, just when his side is in full swing and starts to kill, the other side does not kill.

The monsters on the opposite side not only killed, but even took the initiative to rescue those grassland armorers. Whenever he blocked some grassland armor soldiers and was about to kill the killer, the monster with the fire blade high would jump out from a distance and shout loudly for these grassland armor soldiers to run quickly - the most outrageous thing was that the other party actually used the accent of the Qingyang Department, and the familiar grassland country accent almost made these grassland armorers choose to follow without hesitation.

Of course, there were also some steppe armorers who had a little more heart, and they still remembered how the fire blade had slaughtered the steppe people before, so they hesitated for a moment and did not step forward.

Then these smart people were cut off by Xiang Rong, who came from the horse.

Nourished by blood and life, this old overlord halberd gradually glowed with a bit of luster, and under the infiltration of evil qi, Xiang Rong's side face also gave birth to some red feathers - this is not a good phenomenon strictly speaking, the excessive evil qi has begun to make him move towards an inhuman posture, but at this moment, Xiang Rong can no longer care about this, he needs the power brought by this evil qi even more.

As long as the Overlord Halberd can recover a little more, it can suppress the Fenghua mutation, as long as it kills more, everything will be fine!

Just kill a little more.

So these damned steppe people, why do they all have to run after the enemy shouts?

How does this make him kill?

"Next time, I'll shout first!"

Although he pulled it several times, Xiang Rong still didn't understand what the monster wanted to do, but he at least knew how to deal with that monster.

Yes, he is the national teacher of the grassland, and he has more say among those grassland warriors. When the monster appeared, he first said "follow me", on one side was the enemy, and on the other side was his own people, how could those steppe armor soldiers not follow him?

After all, in the enemy's hand, there is a fire blade several feet long, and this thing is slightly waved, and I am afraid that it will kill a person.

And this halberd in his hand...... He is now a horseman, so what's wrong with his blade?

Compared to the monster with the blade of fire, he was more like the savior of these steppe people - not to mention that the monster did not dare to be hostile to him, he could directly rush over, force the monster back, and then enjoy all the bait in front of him.

It can only be said that young people are still too flamboyant, they don't know the truth of restraint, and they like to let go of evil spirits so much, but they will scare people away.

"Haha, I've got you!"

Seeing that familiar figure appear on the street corner in the distance again, Xiang Rong couldn't help but smile, and was about to shout loudly.

But immediately, Xiang Rong couldn't laugh.

"That's, what?"

Xiang Rong thought he was dazzled.

It should be dazzled, otherwise this kind of thing is unreasonable, it really doesn't make sense.

The monster's blade should have been a fire blade.

But why did he see a phoenix flag at this moment?

"How...... Possible? ”

Xiang Rong rubbed his eyes vigorously.

However, in his sight, the old phoenix battle flag was still fluttering in the wind.

"Run! Come with me! ”

With an order, many grassland armorers gathered towards the banner, like a hundred birds and a phoenix.

In a trance, Xiang Rong even thought that he had seen the former Da Chu.

The first more is delivered, and the second more I strive for a little before.

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