"Luo Yun, get out of the way, let them get ......" At this time, Zi Chen's voice came again, and then the group of captives saw that the cavalry that was originally rushing around them gave way to a big road, a big road to the grassland.

Did he really plan to let himself and the others go?

However, no one took that step for a while, except for the fear that Zichen would go back on his word, the bigger reason was that they understood that even if they returned to the grassland, what would happen?

His Royal Highness, the most beloved prince of the Great Khan, died on the battlefield after the battle, but they surrendered and became prisoners, with the character of the Great Khan to treat those who surrendered, they will also die when they go back, not only will they die, but they may also affect their relatives?

Why don't you go back? At least the Great Khan thinks that he has died in battle, and his family will not be affected.

"Why? Don't want to go back? Are you afraid that your Great Khan will punish you? Or are you afraid that I will go back on your word? Don't worry, although Lao Tzu is not very old, he is also a man, and he will never send someone to hunt you down, if you want to get out, just get out quickly......" Zi Chen said again, but to his surprise, no one left the scene.

Although he is familiar with the character of the Golden Khan, and knows that these people will inevitably die after they go back, but in his mind, how can some people leave with a fluke in their hearts, after all, following him to the north is the identity of a slave, for the arrogant them, losing their freedom is obviously more terrible than death.

They didn't leave, obviously worried about other reasons, but with such a result, Zi Chen was naturally more satisfied.

As for Luo Yun and the others, they were also dumbfounded, no one would have thought that none of these captives would choose to leave. Is this a let of them go? Is their brains convulsed?

"It seems that you also know the consequences of leaving, since none of you choose to leave, Lao Tzu will give you two more choices, one, continue to be your slave, after going north, either become a slave soldier and become cannon fodder to resist the northern barbarians, or become a coolie and be enslaved.

Second, swear allegiance to me in the name of the Great Demon God and become Lao Tzu's soldier. Of course, if you feel that your allegiance to me as a Han Chinese is an insult to your nobility, you can also challenge me, just kill me and return to your khan with my head, and perhaps he will spare your life. Zi Chen said coldly.

He knew that his eldest brother had arranged such a task for himself, and he would never let go of this opportunity to get rid of himself, he only had 3,000 iron horsemen, and wanted to escort these 20,000 captives from the edge of the Western Wilderness to the north and arrive at Beiyun City, this is simply a fool's dream, as long as any pair of grassland iron horsemen, once these prisoners are instigated, then he will only have to flee for his life, and when the time comes, he will not complete the task, according to military law, he will also die, he does not want to die, then the only way is to give this group of prisoners who are already in despair a little hope, let them become their own soldiers, as long as they are willing to swear allegiance to themselves, then he is equivalent to having 23,000 sergeants, with such a huge military force, unless the Golden Khan personally brings people here, otherwise the general tribal iron horse, really don't need to pay attention to it.

As for the credit of these people's oaths, Zi Chen is not too worried, unlike the people of the Tang Empire, the grassland demons believe in their gods very much, once the promise made by the god of the grassland, there is absolutely no reason to break their promises, otherwise even after death, they will be abandoned by the god of the grassland, even if some of these captives do not believe, but Zi Chen also has a way to make them his most loyal soldiers.

"How do we know that after challenging you, these men of yours will not let us go?" At this time, a loud voice sounded among the captives.

Zi Chen fixed his eyes and saw that it was a big man who was more than two meters tall.

"Luo Yun, pass my order, if these guys really challenge to kill me and let them go, whoever dares to stop them will disobey the military order. Zi Chen said coldly.

"Yes, my lord!" Luo Yun was worried in his heart, but when he thought of Zi Chen's terrible two arrows, he still agreed.

"Now, you can challenge me with confidence......" A sneer appeared on the corner of Zi Chen's mouth, and then he jumped directly off the horse, and even casually put the longbow on his back to the side, and stood in front of the 20,000 captives with his hands in his hands.

Seeing such a confident Zi Chen, the man who was talking in the crowd was shocked, as if he didn't expect Zi Chen to really accept their challenge?

Then he looked at the surrounding people, who nodded without a trace, and then walked out of the crowd together and stood in front of Zi Chen.

Seeing that more than a dozen people came out at once, Luo Yun in the distance raised his eyebrows, and was about to open his mouth to stop it, but he heard Zi Chen's voice sound: "Since you all have to challenge, let's go together......"

This is not that Zi Chen is arrogant, but that he has full confidence in his own strength.

Although the grassland warriors are infinitely powerful and ferocious, they rarely have masters, in addition to the grassland heaven and earth aura is not as abundant as the Tang Empire, they also have problems with their own meridians, even if it is the same exercise, their cultivation speed is far inferior to the people in the empire, in the duel of the strong, the grassland demons have always been at an absolute disadvantage, not to mention the rest, just say that with the identity of the prince of Wanyan Bone, there are only four warriors around him to protect, if you change to the prince of the Tang Empire, at least he is also a martial artist, and even a great martial artist is protected by him。

The most powerful warriors have been shot to death by themselves, and the injured one doesn't know where he went, and the other strong men have either died in battle or have fled back to the grassland, what kind of master can be among the guys who can be captured by the Tang Dynasty soldiers?

Among these people, it would be good to be able to have a samurai realm.

Besides, even if there are really masters among these people, and there are three thousand iron horsemen behind them, if they can't beat them, they can still resist with an order?

The so-called fair decisive battle is just a joke, and Zi Chen will not be really stupid enough to have a fair decisive battle with these captives.

Hearing Zi Chen's arrogant words, a flash of joy flashed in the eyes of these warriors, and the man who had taken the lead in speaking at the beginning said loudly: "You are a man!"

As soon as the words fell, the man had already strode forward and quickly rushed towards Zi Chen, not only him, but also the others rushed towards Zi Chen at full speed.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the man had already rushed to Zi Chen, and then raised his right fist and blasted towards Zi Chen.

His speed is very fast, his fist speed is even faster, and a powerful fist is formed in an instant, this is actually a warrior who has reached the realm of a warrior, with his strong body, even if it is only a first-level warrior, it is enough to deal with the ordinary second-level warrior of Datang.

But Zi Chen didn't even frown, he also took a step forward, and then slammed into the opponent's fist.

He threw his punch faster, almost in the blink of an eye, and was already in front of the man's fist.

"Bump!", the fists of the two slammed together, and then everyone heard a crisp sound of "click", and the giant man's fist bones were instantly shattered, and the arm with the thickness of an ordinary person's calf shattered at a speed visible to the naked eye, revealing the white bones of the forest.

But before his scream could be released, Zi Chen had already swung out a left hook, and the huge force weighing a thousand catties directly hit the giant man's chin, and once again there was a crisp bone cracking sound, and the giant man's two-meter-high body was directly blasted out......

Immediately after that, Zi Chen paused, one by one, avoiding the fist of another giant man, and then grabbed his wrist and twisted it hard.

"Click!" There was a crisp sound, and the man's arm was easily twisted into a twisted shape, Bai Sensen's bones were exposed again, and Zi Chen threw out a backhand punch and smashed it on the man's head, also smashing him to the side, which was the result of Zi Chen's mercy.

At this time, another person approached Zi Chen, but Zi Chen didn't give him a chance to punch, quickly took a step forward, and then smashed the man's head with a punch.

The man was startled and quickly raised his arm, trying to resist Zi Chen's punch.

"Click!" There was a crisp sound, and in the face of Zi Chen's heavy fist, the man felt as if his arm had been hit by a hammer, and the whole thing was broken, and then Zi Chen raised his leg and kicked it out.

This qiē happened between the calcium carbide sparks, and no one thought that Zi Chen not only had a superb archery skill, but also had such a strong strength in hand-to-hand combat.

Inside his seemingly thin body, there was such a terrifying power hidden?

What did he grow up eating?

Several companions fell in a row, but this group of grassland demons did not flinch, but became more courageous, and the remaining few people rushed towards Zichen at full speed almost desperately.

Zi Chen's body turned around, his body drew an afterimage in the air, and he turned around and kicked one of the men out again, and the weight of hundreds of catties seemed to have no weight under his feet, as if what was kicked out was just an ordinary leather ball.

However, at this time, two men came to Zi Chen's side and grabbed his arms one left and one right.

Another prairie man rushed at him at full speed and smashed his fist directly into the heart.

Suddenly grabbed by two men by his arms, Zi Chen's face was calm, with the huge strength of his arms of 3,000 catties, no matter how strong these two warriors were, how could they restrain him?

Looking at the man who rushed quickly, Zi Chen suddenly kicked out with the help of two men who grabbed his arm, and kicked the man who rushed over in the chin fiercely, and the terrible force kicked the whole person out.

There was a crackling sound from the jaw bone, and it was obvious that the entire jaw had been shattered.

However, as soon as Zi Chen fell to the ground, he found that another man had already come to him, and he had been hiding behind the man in front of him just now, and his whole body was half bowed, like a fierce beast.

And his right hand was always placed on his waist, and Zi Chen's eyelids jumped sharply, just because this man had already raised his right hand, and he was holding a pitch-black dagger in his palm.

Where did he get the dagger?

Zi Chen's heart was beating rapidly, but now was not the time to think about it, in the face of the dagger that stabbed rapidly, Zi Chen was about to throw out the two giants who were holding his arms, but he suddenly felt that his arms were heavy, and the bodies of the two of them actually exuded an earthy yellow light at the same time.

A second-class samurai? This is a second-class samurai?

Only when a samurai reaches the second level, the release of true qi will show such a yellow light, the first level samurai is white at most, and the two second-level samurai, once they run their true qi with all their strength, their own strength is enough to reach more than a thousand catties.

Zi Chen exerted a lot of force, but he couldn't break free, and the dagger was getting closer and closer to his heart, and Luo Yun's exclamation came from his ears: "My lord!"