There were already a few Mahayana monks who were good at the speed of the body returning from the front, and the people who came were actually coming in horse-drawn carriages, and there were a full number of 10 carriages side by side, and there were as many as two or three horses pulling each cart.

This is clearly that before the war started, he first showed off his wealth, and it is estimated that he also planned to hit the confidence of the people of the Northern Wilderness.

But these people from the Northern Wilderness now are no longer those people from the Northern Wilderness who have not seen the world in the past two years, even if they see such a scene, they will only sigh one or two sentences.

But it seems that they took out these dozens of horses, and obviously they also had their blood inside, and some of the cars that were back or on the edge were some, and there were even one or two camels mixed in in front.

Although the people in the Northern Wilderness have only seen horses in books, they can still see whether there is a hump or not, and it will not work with their foolish approach.

The carriage was driven by horses, and the person sitting in each of these carriages was probably a Mahayana monk.

"Where is Mu Yang?" There was a distance between the carriage and this sect, and a person with a good face stepped out of the carriage, and then asked loudly.

"What for?"

Mu Yang held a homemade megaphone that he had only made a few days ago, and spread his voice out of the loudspeaker.

"We can give you another chance, if you can come up with 150 pigs, then we will go back the way we came, and from then on, everyone will not interfere with the water of the river. ”

"You're a poor fart. Mu Yang replied mercilessly.

Mu Yang also saw that all the people in the carriage were far from being able to easily crush the Northern Wilderness, and the head could have some upper hand when the fight started.

However, these are just the vanguard troops, and some of the follow-up Mahayana must still be mobilized, they are not the same as the Northern Wilderness, that side is not like here, there is still food in Southern Xinjiang, as long as they can eat, not so many people are willing to come out and fight.

And the southern Xinjiang side is estimated to not be able to afford so much military rations.

According to the feelings of the Great Elder and others, most of these carriages were Mahayana monks of average strength, and even some of the peak Mahayana monks were much less.

I'm afraid that these people really can't afford to eat, so they come to mix some food and eat, and if the rest of the group of people don't have enough benefits, it is estimated that they will not come.

"Muyang, don't toast or eat, when our follow-up personnel arrive, we will let you know what cruelty is!" the man shouted.

"Alliance leader, there is only one peak Mahayana in the group of people below, should we just surround them here. ”

Mu Yang thought thoughtfully, "Forget it, if we fight hard, I'm afraid our people will also be damaged, it's better to ......"

"Speaking of which, now there are cattle, sheep and pigs, but there are no horses......

Mu Yang looked at the group of horses below with burning eyes.

"Well, when they are about to leave, let us all go together, and take all their horses and drive them away. Mu Yang said.

The person at the bottom is still criticizing Muyang, standing in the perspective of national righteousness, deeply criticizing what Muyang did, since ancient times, the demon race has occupied the richest place, while the human race has always occupied the most barren position.

Over the years, the human race has been getting worse and worse, and they can't even eat, but Mu Yang and the demon race have become friends, and they speak for the demons and play games for the demons.

"No, I have something to ask you. Mu Yang was a little funny: "Where did you hear that we are very rich in the Northern Wilderness now?"

"Naturally, we ...... from the demons," the man said and was stunned for a moment, feeling that something was wrong, and hurriedly changed his words, "The mouth of the demon captive!"

Mu Yang asked again, "Where did the demon captives come from?"

"They...... They came to steal our vegetables! Food! We caught them!"

The more Mu Yang listened, the more he couldn't listen to it.

Although this metaphor may not be appropriate, but there are really people who are in a hurry, and they don't go to the toilet to find food.

"This kind of behavior of theirs is aggression! So we have captured them! The purpose is to make them feel ashamed, to reform their ways, and to be human beings again!" There was a hint of melancholy in his eyes, as if he had even believed himself when he said this, "They quickly corrected their self-confidence under our influence, and then revealed the news to us. ”

Mu Yang stared at the person below, "If there are still some people in your gang who are a little more normal, can you let him come out and talk?"

This is really interesting, the demon people go to them to grab vegetables, even if it is an invasion, this group of naïve people who run thousands of miles to the Northern Wilderness to grab pork is not an invasion?

The peak Mahayana in their team also felt that something was wrong at the moment, and it was even more strange to say that the purpose of his group of people was even more strange.

This pinnacle Mahayana stood up, worked hard to communicate with Mu Yang, and finally came to a conclusion.

Unless it's in exchange for something, the pig doesn't want it.

Mu Yang has always been very good at talking, and a person is also looking at their attitude at the moment, for the sake of their resolute attitude.

They don't want their horses anymore either.

"Do it?" the Great Elder looked down at Mu Yang.

"Do it!" Mu Yang nodded firmly.

"Let's go!" the Great Elder waved his hand. At least 30 Mahayana members stood up together.

Then the Great Elder and the Old Dragonman jumped from the makeshift wall together, and then rushed all the way to the group of carriages.

The peak Mahayana on the opposite side was also wide-eyed at the moment, and he didn't expect to start doing it so cleanly.

"No, the two countries are at war, don't kill them!" Seeing the two peak Mahayana rushing towards him, the old boy was immediately stunned, shouting that he was about to drill into the carriage.

"You're here to make a dozen?"

The Great Elder and the Old Dragon Man, the two of them grabbed each other's peak Mahayana, and then grabbed him out and kicked him away.

That peak Mahayana didn't even want a horse, so he turned his head and ran in the direction he was coming from.

The situation in the other cars was actually similar, their leader had run away, and there was no reason for them to stay in the back anymore.

Anyway, this carriage was begged for by the half-saints at various families, and the money was already in their pockets, so whether they wanted it or not, in fact, it was just that matter.

Even the Great Elder and the Old Dragon Man didn't expect that they would give up so simply.

After a while, the Great Elder and the others returned in a chariot.

So easily, he got nearly 100 horses, plus a few camels, which came to rob him, which is clearly the community came to give welfare.

Many people also saw a horse for the first time, and they touched the horse indiscriminately, and the horse was raised by them in southern Xinjiang was dry, without any spirit at all, and one was frowning.

"Otherwise, let's send one of this horses to a sect, you can raise it yourself if you want to, or you can raise it here with me, if you put it here to raise it, you can just pay me some storage fees, you can choose one from your own sect, if you give birth to a pony, whose horse we will divide evenly on both sides, what do you think?" Mu Yang looked at their love and proposed.

"Okay!" Several surrounding sects were the first to hear the news and immediately shouted.

Those who haven't heard it in the back have also been told by the people in front.

At this moment, the audience was almost boiling, this is a horse!

Everyone became excited all of a sudden, patting their chests one by one to promise that they would spill their blood for the alliance.

"I want this, this kind of white horse is more suitable for a suave person like me. ”

"Then I want this!" a maroon horse was chosen.

"Hey, why don't you have a choice for this horse?" said one of them, pointing to the camel, "This horse is a head taller than your horses, how magnificent." ”

"Don't you see two big bumps on that horse's back? Maybe there's some kind of disease, I don't know if it's contagious or not. Someone cucked up.

The people of southern Xinjiang retreated for a long time, and in five or six days, they never saw the people of southern Xinjiang and the Western Desert again.

And the most things that the people of the Northern Wilderness do every day is to eat and sleep, and then wait for the people of Southern Xinjiang.

I gave away about 100 horses in one trip, so I might have brought something good with me a second time.

In the next few days, some people couldn't sit still, and wanted to go to the direction where they fled to see if they could pick up some lonely southern Xinjiang people.

However, Mu Yang also focused on the overall situation and did not dare to let them go out on adventures.

But the more they didn't come, the more bottomless everyone's hearts became, Mu Yang was afraid that they would bring too many people when they came next time, and everyone was afraid that they would go all the way back.

Muyang's reconnaissance line is very open, and each scout is equipped with a communicator in his hand, and he is in a small group of two people and contacts once an hour to ensure their safety.

On the tenth day, the people were already impatient, and the people of southern Xinjiang also came at this time.

This time they didn't seem to have anything extra with them, and they didn't bother to gather a few camels to support the scene.

Looking at the past, it seemed that there were a few fewer people than last time, and Mu Yang counted a full forty people.

Now there are more than 20 or nearly 30 people in the city, and some Mahayana has been sent to patrol the surrounding area, and if they are brought back, the number may be relatively equal.

"Muyang, you come out for me! What about our horse, you give it back to us!" Last time, the peak Mahayana who was the first to run took the lead in standing up and standing in front of everyone, pointing to Muyang on the city wall here.

Mu Yang sneered and asked, "No, why are there fewer people who came to find the venue this time than last time?"

"......" The peak Mahayana was blocked by this sentence, and he didn't know how to say when he went back, "Can you manage it?"

"Can you handle it? this is our horse!" Mu Yang said unceremoniously.

The 40 people on the opposite side slowly descended to the ground, and the leader of the pinnacle Mahayana pointed to the people behind him, "See, our brothers are all standing there, and you dare to say that the horse is yours?"

Mu Yang glanced at the people beside him and behind him with his eyes, everyone didn't seem to be motivated, probably because they didn't bring anything valuable this time.

"Everyone, although there are no living creatures this time, but Nanjiang is a little richer than ours, and there must be storage bags on them, although it is not said that one person has one, but at least most people have it, we can grab this if we don't grab the horse this time." Mu Yang woke up.

This kind of thing of snatching people's storage bags shouldn't be what the protagonist does.

"We also need to protect our storage bags so that they don't snatch them. Mu Yang also added.

When everyone heard this, they all nodded, took out their storage bags, and then looked around, and decided to put them here in Muyang.

This is enough to see everyone's trust in Muyang, this time to come here to fight, everyone naturally can't put all the things in their own door, it is obviously a better choice to put it in a storage bag and take it on your body, this storage bag is full of their own net worth, even if they hesitate, but in the end they still put the storage bag here in Muyang.

Mu Yang held those fluttering socks in his hands, but his hands trembled slightly, and he felt a heavy heart, maybe this is love and responsibility.

"Everyone!"

Mu Yang carefully sorted the socks so as not to get confused, then stood up and pulled out a knife from his hand.

"Knife in hand! Follow me! Kill Huang Lang! Grab the watchtower!"

Mu Yang took the megaphone and shouted out a few times.

Everyone only felt a shock in their hearts, and unconsciously shouted.

"Knife in hand! Follow me! Kill Huang Lang! Grab the watchtower!"

When the people below heard it, something was wrong, they all started shouting slogans, although they didn't understand what they meant, but it was very shocking.

"Why don't we shout a slogan too. The pinnacle Mahayana in southern Xinjiang turned around and asked.

The crowd looked at him with a look of ignorance, and then at the city gate.

"Okay, then what are we going to shout. ”

"Shouting ......"

Everyone looked at each other, stared at each other and thought for a long time, and finally a Mahayana patted his head and took out a book from his storage bag.

"A collection of slogans?"

The Mahayana nodded.

The peak Mahayana thoughtfully pressed his hand on the cover, "In this way, let's leave it to fate, whichever page is opened, we will read the content of which page!"

Everyone nodded yes.

The pinnacle Mahayana took a deep breath, and then slowly opened the book.

"What is this, what is this class by class?"

"It's like a code name. The Mahayana who came out with the book said.

"Hmm...... I see! Then it would be nice to replace these two words with southern Xinjiang. "Peak Mahayana took a deep breath.

"Southern Xinjiang, Southern Xinjiang, Beyond Dreams! Friendship First! Competition Second!"