Han Shao didn't get on the horse as soon as possible, but flew to help the man who was about to fall off the horse.

The night is not closed, and the horses in the army have always been played by the elite.

Every loss is enough to make people sad.

Han Shao looked at the injury of this person who did not accept the night, the arrow was rough, but the force penetrated the armor and pierced through.

The gurgling blood was cruel and bewitching against the black armor.

"...... It hurts my heart......"

Sima ...... I...... I'm afraid I won't be able to......"

That night, he didn't put it away and spit blood in his mouth, grabbed Han Shao's arm hard, and smiled bitterly.

"Don't ...... me, the brute dogs are coming up! ”

"Sima! Take your brother and go! ”

Han Shao carefully observed the injury and glared at him.

"Don't move!"

When that guy heard this, he struggled even more, obviously not wanting Han Shao to waste time on himself.

The mouth was chattering a little unwillingly.

"Yes...... Pity...... I can't eat Sima's banquet......"

"If you move again, I'm going to eat your feast!"

Han Shao scolded, then his face froze and he shouted in a low voice.

"Bear with me!"

After speaking, without waiting for this guy's reaction, he directly transported the power of the true yuan, cut off the arrow that penetrated the chest armor, and pulled it out vigorously after grabbing the tail of the arrow.

Poof—

A bloody arrow shot out from the wound.

Han Shao didn't care about the blood-spattered armor on his body, so he took the opportunity to stuff a Blood Returning Pill into his mouth.

Seeing that his original pale face was rapidly flushed, Han Shao let go of him.

"Get on the horse! Get ready to charge with me! ”

Hearing Han Shao's scolding, he was a little aggrieved that night for not accepting it.

We're all going to die, Sima, you don't even let go of the dying man!

He has seen a lot of cases where his lungs have been punctured.

This situation will not live long......

But what could he do?

The military order is like a mountain!

Although Sima's coldness made him feel a little cold.

But he still turned around and got on the horse as he was told.

"Wait......"

That night Bushu touched the hole in the armor on his chest, his eyes widened, and his face was full of disbelief.

At this time, Han Shao had already returned to the front of the formation and turned over his horse.

After waiting quietly for a while, I saw that the night scattered in other directions was not closed, and none of them came back.

The face under the mask was suddenly gloomy.

I'm afraid I won't be able to come back......

Han Shao told himself in his heart that this was war!

But when I thought of the people who were laughing and scolding in the morning, now they are lying in wait on this vast grassland.

In addition to sadness, it seems that there is no other emotion in my heart.

Han Shao indifferently turned the horse's head, turned to face the group of soldiers who were already waiting for him, and did not speak for the first time.

Did he ever wonder if he was wrong?

If you stay in the valley and wait for the snow to melt, won't you leave such obvious marks along the way?

But he soon denied the idea.

Although that valley seems to be easy to defend and difficult to attack, once it is surrounded by a large army, hundreds of them will catch turtles in the urn, and they will definitely die.

Because the low mountain surrounded on all sides is a natural cage!

Thinking of this, Han Shao settled down, looked at the soldiers in front of him, and exhaled a long breath.

"Soldiers!"

"In!"

Listen to the roar in my ears, and the rumbling hooves of horses that are already faintly audible in the distance.

Han Shao glanced at the women behind the formation whose faces were pale and their bodies were trembling, and said in a harmonious voice.

"Don't be afraid, you have to die, your men will die first!"

After speaking, he looked at the soldiers again and shouted.

"The enemy is now! Er's wife is behind! You and I will fight to the death! ”

Han Shao didn't want to use the method of mourning soldiers to win, but judging from the situation just now, he died without collecting all nights, and he had to ride alone.

They are surrounded!

At this time, there is no point in talking about anything else.

Sure enough, when these words came out, the already slaughtering battle array once again erupted with a strong fighting intent.

There is a constant birth, there is perseverance!

With their wives behind, even if they are just men's blood, they can't be allowed to show the slightest timidity!

The only way to fight to the death is to draw a sword!

Han Shao pulled out the long knife on his waist and shouted loudly.

"I'll be waiting ahead! The woman is behind! Meet the enemy with me! ”

"Yui!"

In the sound of a sonorous drawing of a knife, Han Shao transferred the horse's head, still taking the lead!

……

"Are you sure that the southern dog who killed the Dalit service is the remnant army in front?"

In the vast grassland, a wolf flag stands under the immortal sky.

The barbarian generals led by them, surrounded by a group of barbarian horsemen, looked at the ever-shrinking encirclement in front of them.

It's ridiculous to say that they dispatched a 10,000-strong horse this time.

Such a mobilization of the army, but only to besiege and kill a remnant army of hundreds of people.

But you can't help it......

Who let these southern dogs find their own death?

Even the people of the royal family dare to kill!

What a damn one!

The man who had just spoken was Karasuma's great head and commander of the Ten Thousand Horsemen, Razen Uryo.

After saying this, a few people behind him responded.

"It won't be wrong to go back to the big house."

"Those cubs of the wolf rider collected all night before they found their traces!"

As he spoke, the other brute rode with some resentment.

"It's a pity that Nangou is cunning, and he gave up the bison village and escaped early in the morning......"

Nangou cunning?

Heh-

The big boss Lashan Wuliang smiled and said nothing.

Nangou, in fact, they are not only cunning, they are also powerful! Aggressive! Overbearing!

For countless years, those Yong people have been firmly entrenched like a giant dragon in the warm land of the southern Central Plains.

Countless once-formidable enemies are now either long gone, or have been swallowed to the bone.

The rest are not driven to the bitter cold grasslands of the north and south of the desert like their Karasuma.

It is to be forced to escape into the wilderness further south, and fight for the life of wild beasts and poisonous insects!

How can this be done by cunning alone?

But of course these words will not be told to the following people, if they do, what if they are afraid?

What should I do if I don't dare to swing a knife at those Yongren?

Nope......

In Khan's words, on the road to heaven where my great Karasuma rises, what is needed is a brave and fearless warrior.

And not the wise men who know everything.

Because the wiser you are, the more you will be afraid.

Fear of the southern dynasty that has suppressed the world for thousands of years.

Fear of the southerners who live there.

I am even more afraid of my own behavior of shaking a towering giant tree with the body of a mayfly!

And fear can't be done!

Thinking of the words that the Khan had said to himself, and the grandeur of the future Karasuma he had painted.

Lashan Wuliang's heart surged for a while, and his face was faintly flushed.

'Eternal Heaven is above! What an amazing feat that must be! ’

Lashangu sighed in his conscience.

Although the Khan always liked to wear the southern clothes, he sometimes referred to himself as 'I', just like the emperors of the Southern Dynasty.

When the mood comes, they will even make them call him 'Your Majesty'!

He likes to recite the classics of the Southern Dynasties, like the customs of the Southern Dynasties, and like the palaces of the Southern Dynasties......

even changed the entire royal court into the appearance of the Weiyang Palace in the Southern Dynasty!

Some people say that the Khan was stimulated by some indescribable stimulation when he followed the old Khan south to meet Emperor Yong when he was young.

Therefore, every word and deed is often different from ordinary people's behavior.

It's just nonsense!

For such fallacies, Lashan Uliang has never been dismissive!

The Great Khan, the most beloved heir of the Immortal Heavens!

He's just learning from those Yongren, so as to make himself stronger!

Even one day in the future, he will lead me to completely surpass those Yongren!

So as to defeat the Yongren, replace the Yongren, and completely dominate the entire world!

Just as the prophecy of the Yongren themselves said.

'There will be a black dragon in the north, and the red dragon will replace the world with water and fire, and slay the red dragon! ’

Thinking of the agitation, Lashan Wuliang touched his chest with his hand.

"Great Khan!"

Looking at the fanatical look of the big boss, a group of barbarian horsemen and several barbarian generals behind him looked at each other.

Then he hurriedly touched his chest with his hand as well.

"Great Khan!"

And at this moment, a figure in black armor appeared on the gentle slope in the distance.

This was followed by a two-way ......

Lashan Wuliang put away the fanaticism on his face, his eyes were sharp and cold, and he looked into the distance.

And the figure of the Yongjiang led by the Dao seemed to be looking at him as well.

Between the two looking at each other, Lashan Wuliang's pupils shrank, and then he sneered left and right.

"I hate this kind of Yongren ......"

Yongren should be obedient.

It should be faced with their horses' hooves and grovel.

It should face their scimitar and stick out their necks.

It should be ......

Anyway, it shouldn't be like this, this kind of arrogant condescension will always remind Lashan Wuliang of the humiliation of their successive khans, bowing down to the Yongren and dancing for them.

"Go, kill him for me, reward a hundred households, a thousand cattle and sheep!"

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