Hundreds of yurts are scattered across a flat grassland.

The gentle slopes around it can block the cold wind from the north to a certain extent.

It can also block the sight of some jackals and avoid some unnecessary trouble.

It's a great place to spend the winter.

The Red Tree Division is just one of the countless small tribes on the grassland.

Being able to find such a good place is already considered the favor of Immortal Heaven.

Akaiki Wuri looked at the tribal camp in front of him and smiled with satisfaction.

Although in order to find this place in this vast grassland, the clansmen have put a lot of effort and suffered a lot.

But it's all worth it, isn't it?

Looking at the children running happily around the yurt in front of him, chasing and fighting, the smile on Akaiki Wuri's face became more and more kind.

He is already old, his qi and blood are decaying, and his true yuan is exhausted.

Now I can't ride a horse, and I can't hold a strong bow.

Even the scimitar, which has been held all his life, is not able to move much.

But it doesn't matter, he still has his son, and these little wolf cubs who toss all day in front of him.

With them, the blood of the tribe can continue.

The name of the red tree can also be passed on.

They are the future of the tribe!

"Slow down! Slow down! ”

The voice of Chishu Wuri's mouth was a little stern.

But on that old face as old as tree bark, the gaze was extraordinarily gentle.

Sure enough, the little cubs were not afraid of him, and after making a face at him, they ran away with a roar.

Only a little guy who was much thinner than the other children leaned over timidly and whispered.

"Patriarch Grandpa...... I'm Abba ...... When will he be back? ”

Looking at the little guy in front of him who showed cowardice everywhere, Akaki Wuri's eyes instinctively showed a trace of dislike and disgust.

Because he doesn't look like a wolf cub on the steppe at all.

Timid, effeminate.

On the contrary, it is somewhat similar to those young dogs in the south.

So Akaiki Wuri has never liked this child very much.

It's just that considering that his father is now following the Khan's army south for the future of the tribe.

It is also considered meritorious to the tribe.

So even if he didn't like this child anymore, he had to be patient and rub his little head hard.

"Don't worry! When your Abba follows the Khan to defeat those Yonggou, he will come back. ”

Maybe it's because he thought of a bright future, and Akaki Wuri's mood has also improved a lot.

Even the tone is much gentler.

"When the time comes, your father will snatch a lot of good things for you! What do you think? Do you like it? ”

When the timid little guy heard this, his eyes finally burst into a look of joy.

Nodding his little head vigorously, he said excitedly.

"I like it!"

"Abba said, he'll give me fun from those dogs, and beautiful clothes!"

"And ......"

Although the little one looks timid, once he lets go of his guard, he will be a little poor-mouthed.

Akaki Wuri looked at the little guy who was gradually revealing his wolf nature in front of him, and the corners of his mouth finally showed a satisfied chuckle.

This is the offspring of the blue wolf!

There are some things that we don't have, but we have a scimitar in our hands!

We can go grab it!

Akaki Wuri interrupted the little guy's chatter with a wave of his hand, and waved away.

"Go to Bar Taiji, go play with Turan and them."

Turan is the favorite grandson of Akaiki Uzh.

Fierce and insidious.

At a young age, he has already shown full wolf nature.

Almost exactly the same as when he was a child.

Thinking of this, Chishu Wuri's originally good mood suddenly gradually became low.

"The wolf cub who used to chase me and called Abba has grown up completely......"

When the old wolf showed a weak posture, and the former wolf cubs became stronger and stronger.

It is always inevitable to bare his fangs at the old wolf.

This was true of Chishu Wuri, and so was his son.

Maybe the same will be true of Turan in the future.

This may be the fate that these descendants of the blue wolf can't escape.

Looking at the yurt houses in front of him, which seemed a little empty, Chishu Wuri sighed.

He's already decided.

When the people return, he will pass on the position of patriarch.

After all, an old wolf who is about to die, and if he doesn't fall in love like this, it will only make the entire tribe bleed and fall into decline.

In the end, it was completely devoured by the surrounding wolves and the belt bones.

"So...... For the survival of the tribe......"

Chishu Wuri leaned over and walked towards the yurt of the patriarch who belonged to him.

At this moment when the new wolf king has not returned, as the old wolf king, he still needs to guard the clan for him.

"Hey, he'll do better than me, and the clan will become stronger in his hands......"

Akaki Wuri sighed.

Suddenly, he looked stunned, and Huo Ran turned to look in the direction behind him.

It's a pity that the gentle slope around him not only blocked the cold wind and the eyes of the enemy, but also blocked his vision.

Chishu Wuri's eyes were fixed on the direction of the gentle slope, and his old and dull senses made him unable to distinguish for a moment whether the throbbing at that moment was an illusion or not.

It didn't take long for him to realize that something was wrong again!

Because the ground under your feet seems to be faintly shaking!

In the distance, there was a strange sound like winter thunder!

This kind of movement and sound is familiar to the prairie people.

It's the galloping movement of a group of horses!

Suddenly, a figure appeared on the gentle slope, a clansman returning from grazing from a distance.

Akaki Wuri vaguely saw him waving his hands open, shouting something in his mouth.

It's a pity that the distance is too far, and I can't hear it clearly for a while.

It wasn't until a few breaths later that Akaki Wuri faintly heard some.

"Yong...... Here it comes! Hurry up ......"

Yong what?

Akaishu Wuri struggled to straighten his old rickety body, discerning what the people were saying.

However, at the moment when he heard it clearly, the clansmen who kept roaring and galloping came fell from their horses.

Immediately after that, on the gentle slope behind him, a little ink appeared.

And began to blend constantly.

In an instant, the gentle slope was completely rendered into a terrifying black!

And I saw that black torrent sweeping in.

In the old and cloudy eyes of the red tree Wuri, the pupils finally began to contract violently.

……

"Enemy attack!"

The old man's hoarse voice seemed so weak under the thunder of the horse's hooves at this moment.

'Old! It's really old! ’

"It's useless!"

Akaki Wuri kept cursing himself in his heart.

While trying his best to warn of the enemy's attack, he picked up the true element in his body, which had been depleted day by day, and galloped towards a horse not far away.

After turning over and getting on his horse, he rode his horse towards the black torrent almost instinctively.

"For the sake of the people! For the sake of the clan! ”

At this moment, the old wolf who was about to die rose up and launched the last charge of his life.

The moment the horse's hooves moved, the scimitar in Akaiki Wuri's hand no longer trembled.

The grip on the hilt of the knife feels even more powerful at this moment than when it was younger!

"Kill!"

It's close!

It's close!

It's Yonggou's Zhenliao Army!

A flash of disbelief flashed in Akaki Wuri's eyes.

But there was a playful chuckle in his ears.

"The old dog is brave......"

With the praise coming from not far away, a snowy sword swept in.

The old wolf who charged on his horse, and before he even had time to swing his sword, he exploded in the air with the war horse under his seat.

The moment the head fell on the dry grass, the consciousness that had not yet dissipated was faintly heard a light herald.

"Sons! Flatten it! ”

"Chickens and dogs don't stay!"

The old eyes on the skull.

"Don't ......"

……