In the old land of the Satu tribe in the northern part of the Murwe steppe, two cavalry units were fighting.

The fighting side consisted of 20,000 leather-clad Murwei cavalry and 20,000 black-iron-clad Ding Ling heavy cavalry, and their opponents were the tired Zalan light cavalry, which numbered less than 3,000 men.

"Baibars, do you dare to fight alone with me, Iltrisius, to the death!" shouted a tired but still energetic voice.

"Hahahaha, Iltrihu, you have been disobedient to me since the time of Ding Zero, and today is just the right time for you to see who the real warrior is. With a brave smile on his face, the blond-haired leader of the Ding Zero mercenaries swung his sword and steed his horse to pounce on his long-standing foe.

The gray-haired Iltrihui was already wounded, but he was not afraid, holding a scimitar in one hand and a round shield in the other, urging the war horse to meet him, and the two swords frequently collided, bringing out wisps of sparks.

"Zamuhe, my brother-in-law, let's make a break too!" Temujin's voice rang out, followed by an earth-shattering cheer: "The Great Khan is invincible!

Zamuhe was older than he had been a few months ago, but his slashing face was still resolute, and his hoarse voice responded to his sworn brother's challenge.

"Temujin, my brother-in-law, congratulations, after defeating Sigu Sutai, you have become a veritable number one warrior of the steppe, but so what, even if I lose to you in this life, twenty years later, I will still come back to fight you!"

Viral ran Huike to Zamuhe and shouted: "Old man, as long as you are still here, we have hope, I will open a bloody road for you, you quickly break through, or enter Jiankun, or enter the big business." ”

Zamuhe smiled miserably: "Temujin's unification has been achieved, I may really only have a chance to defeat him in the next life, the last battle in this life, let me face him face to face again!"

Not far away, a group of knights in golden helmets and armor were killing in this direction, it was Temujin and the eleven commanders under his command, Temujin took the lead, after killing Sigu Sutai, his whole person's momentum has been sublimated, and he has truly become an invincible eagle on the grassland.

In another corner of the battlefield, the battle between the two heroic Ding Ling people had also been decided, and the higher level of Iltritius finally failed to withstand the onslaught of Baibars due to fatigue and injury, and after more than 70 rounds of desperate fighting, he was beheaded by Baibars with a sword.

Temujin waved his hand, and the fighting on the battlefield immediately stopped, and the overlord of the grassland looked at Zamuhe, who was already graying in front of him, and his eyes showed a complicated color.

"Brother Yi, it's time to stop the cannibalism of the Murowei people, as long as you are willing to surrender, I will pardon all the Zalan tribesmen, and we will build a new and beautiful Murowei prairie together!"

Zamuhe looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "All my family members have died in this war, and the vast majority of my Zalan tribe have either died in battle or have been forced into slavery, if I surrender at this time, what face will I see them and the underground, Temujin, my good brother, come!"

The voice fell, and he waved the already scarred Pu knife in his hand, ready to launch the last charge in this life.

"Stop!" a fast horse flew from the east, and immediately the man was dressed in white like snow, with black hair like a waterfall, and a small purple fox lying on his shoulder.

"In the clouds?" Temujin's face changed.

The eleven captains drew their scimitars at the same time, and rode their horses in front of Temujin, the man in white gave them a greater sense of threat than the thousands of horses.

"Slow! Temujin said in a deep voice, waving his hand to let the commanders dodge, and Ren Yunzhong's horse ran in front of him, "Yun Zhuangshi, what do you say?"

Yun Zhong looked at the scene of corpses all over him, and Iltrihu, who was not far away, and couldn't help but sigh. Looking up at Temujin, he arched his hand and said, "Great Khan, the war is over, can you spare Mr. Zamuhe for the sake of your face?"

Mu Huali snorted coldly: "Yunzhong, you have been working against our Bojin Department, what is your face?"

Temujin reprimanded: "Mu Huali, shut up!"

Mu Huali retreated.

Temujin looked at Yunzhong and said, "Yunzhong, it's not that I don't give you face, you have to ask my brother-in-law what he thinks." ”

Yunzhong looked back at Zamuhe: "Mr. Zamuhe, follow me to Dashang Qingdai City, where there are hundreds of thousands of Muwei people, and they are all willing to take you as the master." ”

Zamuhe looked up to the sky and said with a smile: "In the clouds, I understand your kindness, I am defeated, completely defeated, what face does I have to live in this world?"

Yunzhong said: "Mr. Zamuhe, you have been fighting against the Great Khan of Temujin all your life, and today, the war should be over, in Lucheng, I once told the Great Khan that the future of Murwei should not be only 10 million people, poor and hungry, now there is no war, you will fight, who can make the life of the Murwei people better." ”

Before Zamuhe could speak, Temujin had already shouted: "It's no problem for me to compare internal affairs with him, but he is in Qingdai City, and with your daily guidance, I can't compare to him!"

Yunzhong laughed: "I also talked to the Great Khan about internal policies, but the Great Khan disdained it. ”

Temujin said angrily: "I don't care, when you are free, you must come to Lucheng again and talk to me about how to govern Murowei." ”

Yun Zhong smiled: "So I want it!"

Looking back at Zamuhe: "Sir, what do you think?"

Zamuhe's face was complicated, and he finally sighed and put away the knife.

Temujin was overjoyed, and stepped forward to grab Zamuhe's war horse: "Brother Yi, my brother finally doesn't have to fight each other anymore!"

Zamuhe shook his head and sighed, but he didn't refute.