In the golden tent of the grassland barbarian army, the great barbarian king Hu Li was looking sad, comforting the generals of the little barbarian king who were killed by the tiger and leopard cavalry of the Chuba Empire a few days ago.

Since that day, Emperor Chu Ba personally led the army to sneak attack and killed the little barbarian kings of those forward battalions, there was a sudden discussion in the entire grassland army.

"Do you know that those little barbarian kings died simply?"

"Isn't it easy?"

"Do you think, Emperor Chu Ba only brought 10,000 people, we have a total of more than 800,000 troops, and there are more than 100,000 under those little barbarian kings alone, how can they be killed by Chu Ba's 10,000 people? And when several small barbarian kings were attacked, why didn't the big barbarian king Hu Li come to the rescue? Until the Chu Ba cavalry hit the Golden Horde, those flying cavalry stopped Chu Ba's soldiers?"

"Oh, my brain is not good, why did you say it directly?"

"Obviously, this is the hand of the Great Barbarian King following the Chu Ba Empire to kill those little barbarian kings. Those little barbarian kings usually don't get along with the big barbarian kings, and the big barbarian kings can't kill them directly, so they borrow knives to kill people!"

"So that's the case! Oh, it's terrible! If I do this, I don't dare to go to war, who knows when Lu Dao will stab someone in the back!"

"Who's to say it isn't. When you are a brother, kindly remind you that when you go to the battlefield in the future, keep an eye on it, and don't play with your life. ”

"Okay, thank you. Xie Lu Xie. Hey, what are you going to do?"

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"Oh, this, my good brothers still have a lot more, I'm going to tell them! Also, don't tell anyone about this kind of confidential thing. The man finished and left.

"Cut, I also have my good brothers, I'm going to tell them too!"

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Similar words and scenes can be seen everywhere in the steppe barracks, and the messages are like wings, spreading faster than the most terrible mad sheep disease on the steppe.

In the entire steppe barracks. Unconsciously, a sense of war weariness permeated me. The remaining dozen or so little barbarian kings are also in danger.

The few little barbarian kings who died before, the generals under their command united to find the big barbarian king. Cry.

"The Great Barbarian King. I have long known that the little barbarian king of my family is not a thing. In fact, I have always been loyal to your old man, you must not kill the wrong good person!"

"Me too. I used to send cattle and sheep to your old man's house, don't you remember?"

"The Great Barbarian King. I haven't had a woman all these years, do you know what Lu Dao is for?" A bearded man in his forties squeezed his eyes mysteriously: "This is because I have always loved you deeply! How can I be in the same group as the little barbarian king of my family?"

"That's it, please don't deprive the barbarian king of our military power, let us go to the rear to guard the grassland!"

These people were afraid of being implicated, but they didn't dare to go to the battlefield anymore, for fear of being treated as a 'remnant' and killed by their own people, so they had to lead their troops back to the grassland.

The tips of the barbarian king's heart were trembling, if it weren't for the imminent war, he really wanted to draw the golden knife and hack these bastards and stupid donkeys to death.

"The gods are above, our warriors, are they all such idiots? Even such low-level rumors will be believed! Damn, if all my men are such people, how can this battle be fought?"

As long as anyone with a little brain, they can guess that there must be Chu Ba's spies spreading rumors in the camp.

"Okay, okay, you go back to your respective tents first, I'll make arrangements!" the barbarian king suppressed his anger and reassured.

At this moment, a cavalryman with a golden feather on his head turned over and dismounted, ran in with dust and dust, and when he saw the barbarian king, he knelt down with a bang, and said with a cry: "King, something is wrong!"

"Well, Tutur, didn't you stay in the Dragon City of the Grassland King's Court?" Seeing this person, the Great Barbarian King was shocked.

"Wang Ting Dragon City, no longer exists!" Tutu Er cried bitterly: "Chu Ba came to the flying master, and burned down the royal court, as well as more than a dozen royal tribes nearby!"

"Ahh

Tutur cried loudly: "All of them are dead, they are all dead! Almost seventy or eighty percent of the family members of the barbarian kings who came to the front line this time are dead!"

"What!" the Barbarian King returned to his throne, his lips trembling, and he was completely speechless.

After a moment, a hint of cruelty flashed in the eyes of the Great Barbarian King.

"Someone came, Tutur surrendered to the enemy, he is a traitor, he has come to spread rumors and disturb the hearts of the army. Drag me down and cut it off immediately!"

"Great King, what are you doing ......" Before Tutuer's words fell, the Great Barbarian King waved his hand and blasted out a mysterious qi, blowing up his mouth full of teeth and tongue into powder.

Outside the tent, two golden sword guards walked in, and with an expressionless face, they dragged the unconscious Tutur out of the tent and cut it in half neatly.

"Okay, you go back first, your request, I have granted, from tomorrow, with your soldiers, back to the grassland. Go and strangle the master of Chu Ba!" the Great Barbarian King said to a group of generals.

The strange thing is that the generals who were still crying about death and life just now, and even changed their orientation, hurriedly kowtowed one by one.

"King, we are the warriors of the grassland, even if we die, we will die on the frontal battlefield, and returning to the grassland to avoid the battle is simply an insult to us!"

"That's it, I'm full of fighting spirit now, and I can't wait to fight 300,000 rounds with the Chu Ba tiger and leopard cavalry on the opposite side, and I'd rather die than go back to the grassland!"

"So do we!"

The Great Barbarian King snorted heavily: "That's fine." But today, if I know that someone has leaked it...... Hum. That man is going back to the grassland. ”

Qin Qing didn't know what was going on, his wanton killing in the grassland, he actually stumbled by mistake, helped the Great Barbarian King calm down a small mess, and made Chu Ba's spies do a useless job.

After these generals retreated, the Great Barbarian King took a deep breath and said to the outside of the tent: "Come on, go and invite Lord Xiang, En, and his black-clothed military advisor to come." ”

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Half a day later. It's still the tent of the Great Barbarian King. Outside the tent, there were two teams of guards, one pair of warriors of the Golden Sword King Tent of the grassland, and the other pair of Xiang Jiahu guards.

"I don't know what the barbarian king called me for?" In the tent, Xiang Jun sat at the bottom in military uniform. That mysterious black-clad military division. Just sit down beside him.

"You don't have to knowingly ask. You Central Plains people. Just like to play with intrigue. I'm calling you here this time just to hear your opinion. The Barbarian King waved his hand impatiently.

Xiang Jun smiled slightly: "What the king said is the rumor in the camp a few days ago?"

"Yes, but that's not all. The Great Barbarian King gritted his teeth: "Our hometown in the grassland was copied by the master of Chu Ba." It is likely that it was the one who defeated the Third Route Army. ”

"There is such a thing!" Xiang Jun frowned slightly and looked at the black-clothed military division. The black-clothed military advisor nodded, motioning for him to listen to the Great Barbarian King continue.

"It's true, I came to you to discuss these two things. Despite my best efforts to suppress it, news still reached the army, and now the morale of the army is very unstable. "The Great Barbarian King.

"Master Yellow Sheep, what do you see?" Xiang Jun is a black-clothed military division.

The voice of the black-clothed military division was like two pieces of iron rubbing against each other, and said, "The first rumor matter, this is easy to do. Doesn't the king have a warrior with a golden sword, form a military court, patrol the army, find suspicious characters, kill them directly, and those who dare to spread rumors, whether they are spies or not, will be labeled as spies and killed directly. ”

"That's ...... Will it backfire and cause a mutiny?"

"Hehe, please forgive me. Prairie warriors, strong in force, but this brain is a bit insufficient. To put it nicely, it is called simple and simple, and to put it ugly, it is stupid not to pull a few, as long as the military justice team bites this person to death when he kills someone, it is a spy, and the rest of the people will never dare to say more. ”

"Well, you go on. ”

Master Huang Yang ignored the Great Barbarian King's somewhat ugly face, and continued: "As for the people on the grassland, it's actually a good thing that they're dead!"

"Presumptuous! Do you dare to say that, looking for death!" No matter how good the temper of the Great Barbarian King was, he couldn't help it.

"Hehe, the king should be annoyed. There are a few words in the Central Plains, the cauldron is broken, the mourning soldiers will win, and the king should know the way. If the old and weak on the grassland do not die, these soldiers under the king are thinking about quickly grabbing the money and robbing the female slaves, and returning to the grassland to become a rich man, but in fact, they don't have much to fight to the death. Now it's okay, the home on the grassland is gone, and they can't go back, so they can only attack the Chuba Empire wholeheartedly, seize the land from the Chuba Empire, and build a new home, which is called breaking the cauldron and sinking the boat. If the relatives are gone, there will be no worries, and with the anger of revenge for the relatives, this is the victory of the mourning soldiers. ”

"Oh?" The Great Barbarian King's eyes lit up: "Well, yes, yes, although what you said stinks more than dung, the truth is more true than gold!"

"Hehe, the great barbarian king only takes gold, and don't smell dung. "Master Huang Yang didn't care about the words of the Great Barbarian King either.

"Yes, it's a pity that my national teacher is not here, otherwise you can make friends, Ha Luha, he is as cunning as you! I heard that among the Chu Ba people who went to the grassland to slaughter this time, there is also a man in black who is dressed the same as you, what is the name of Ba Fierce, it turned out to be Chu Ba's national teacher, do you know him?"

Huang Yang smiled strangely: "Of course I know, I know it." It just so happens that there is one more thing, please ask Prince Xiang and the Great Barbarian King to transfer a group of masters to me, I want to go to the grassland. Kill those masters of Chu Ba, bring their heads to the front of the battle, boost the morale of our army, and strike at the military prestige of Chu Ba. ”

"Okay, how much time do you want, how many people?"

"Within half a month, I will definitely come back with their heads, and eight masters above the middle level of the human king are enough. Huang Yang said slowly.

"Okay, I'll send six people, Lord Xiang, how about you send two?"

"Well, this time the king went directly with Master Huang Yang. During this period of the king's absence, please also ask the barbarian king to pay attention to the relationship between you and my army, and never cause friction. (To be continued......)