Chapter 141: Dawn
The night sky of the steppe has always been quiet and full of mystery.
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br />br /> Under the influence of his teacher, Ulan Baatar often lay alone on the grassland and watched the > stars/>, and his favorite thing every day was to deduce something from the changes of the stars according to what the teacher taught him, although he did not even believe in those deduced things.
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br />br /> The weather tonight is very good, cloudless, and the bright starry sky is much brighter than before, but he is not in the mood to look at the > stars/>.
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br />br /> as the third master of u> world/u>, an invincible powerhouse on the grassland, at this moment his face is pale, the corners of his mouth overflow u>stars/u> a little bloodstain, and he is constantly coughing.
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br />br /> he frowned slightly, although he killed the two priests of the rival tribe who broke the army realm, but those two also succeeded in dragging him back.
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br />br /> they have experienced an unprecedented defeat, and the samurai of the tribe are now less than 20,000 people left, among which there are still a large number of wounded, and only about 10,000 have full combat strength.
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br />br /> There was a fire in front of the golden tent, and there were corpses all over the place, and no one could be seen quietly.
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br />br /> The samurai female officials of the Golden Horde also ran back to their tents, and no one knew if this was the last night and should be with their families.
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br />br /> Tuoba Lie stepped over the corpses, walked to the drum stand in the center of the clearing, and looked up at the drums.
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br />br /> When the pitch-black drum sounded, all the warriors in the city would charge, but at this time he was a little confused, not knowing how to spend the night, not knowing if there would be a chance to see the sun tomorrow, he gently stroked the drum surface, Kui's skin was as hard as iron, icing his hands.
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br />br /> "Tuoba Lie, you go quickly, as long as you live, Tuoba will still have a chance to rise again." Ulaanbaatre's voice came from behind him, with exhaustion that could not be concealed.
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br />br /> "Battle what about you?"
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br />br / > "There are still a lot of people there, and I can't go for the time being. ”
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br />br /> Tuoba Lie knew what Ulan Baatar was talking about, he was talking about the slaves, even if he became a noble high priest, he lived in a slave pile all day, but to his surprise, he did not pull out a single slave.
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br />br /> "Don't lie to me, Battle, if I'm gone, maybe I can really live, but the Tuoba Department is really gone." ”
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br />br /> Tuoba Lie turned around and looked into Ulan Batel's eyes, which Mougins saw seemed to be clearer than the sky.
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br />br /> "Battle, you're badly wounded, stay and you'll die." ”
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br />br /> Ulan Baatar was silent, he had no concept of death, he had no concept of growing up as a slave, because people were dying every day around him, but at this moment he actually felt a little fear.
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br />br />Ulan Baatar just laughed, then turned around and looked at the darkness not far away, where the army of the Northern Plains wandered in the night, and as soon as the day dawned, the sea-like cavalry would annihilate the place.
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br />br /> "Battle, you are wrong about one thing, if I leave today, he may really live one day, but he is probably an ordinary herdsman, only if you live, the Tuoba Department will really exist permanently." Tuoba Lie's eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a calmness that did not match his age, and he smiled bitterly and continued: "There is no need for a prestigious tribal leader on the grassland, there are many such leaders. ”
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br />br /> his voice paused, his tone slightly raised, with composure and firmness, and his eyes flashed with anticipation.
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br />br /> "What we need is a king who has never been seen before, as long as he draws his iron sword and points forward, everyone in the tribe will not be afraid and will unswervingly follow in his footsteps." This person won't be me, but you, Battle, do whatever you want. ”
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br />br /> Battle was slightly stunned and said with a smile: "Tuoba Lie, you have really grown up, you will be a good king." ”
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br />br /> Tuoba Lie was stunned, he felt that Battle did not understand his words, he was a little anxious, and wanted to open his mouth to say it again, but a warm big hand gently stroked his head at this time.
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br />br />"Actually, I went to learn u> running waves/u> jing, smashing and smashing!br />br />
br />br /> Ulan Baatar brought jars of wine from the carriage of the royal court, and piled them up on the ground, with joy on his face, like a child, with a wave of his big hand, and suddenly the wind rose.
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br />br / > countless carriages turned into thin pieces of wood, fluttering and falling in the air, gathering into a heap, getting higher and higher, like a hill.
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br />br /> a dazzling light flashed, like a blast of lightning striking the top of Shiba Mountain, and in just an instant, a three-zhang high ball of fire rose.
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br />br />u> wood /u> burns and makes a crackling sound, attracting many, many people.
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br />br /> There was one more figure on Chai Mountain, it was Ulan Batel, he stood there, the flames under his feet were automatically drumming in all directions, and not a single spark could jump on his robe.
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br />br /> He raised his hand, and everyone was looking at him, from the fat nobles to the lowliest slaves, and there was not a single one who did not know this brave priest, and the flames of Ulaanbaatar were a little blurry, unreally, like a god, full of great majesty.
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Everyone in the vicinity of br />br /> was looking at him, and although they didn't know what he wanted to do, there was still a sublime awe in their eyes.
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br />br /> Ulan Baatar looked at the growing crowd below, including slaves and nobles, but at the moment they were all the same, their eyes were full of darkness, and there was no hope of survival.
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br />br /> slaves are better, because they may just have a different master, and the nobles are all killed.
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br />br /> "Do you want to eat meat!"
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br />br /> Ulan Batel's voice pulled in the night sky, he didn't use much internal force, and the voice still came far away.
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br />br /> The nobles frowned, but the slaves were also stunned, they did not know what the high priest wanted to do, although they also thought that the priest was a very good man, but they did not think that these words were spoken to them.
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br />br /> until one of the slaves took two bold steps forward and asked aloud, "Do slaves also have meat to eat?"
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br />br /> voice trembled slightly, and it didn't seem to be as loud as the crackling of the flames, but Ulan Baatar still heard it, so he was happy, and his eyes were full of smiles.
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br />br /> "Of course, you can know where the sheepfold is, go catch a lamb, no, catch a few more, and bake it yourself if you want to eat, there is the biggest bonfire in the whole steppe!
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br />br /> There were a dozen slaves, perhaps daring, or they were already faint from hunger, and hesitated for a while to catch the sheep.
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br />br /> After a while, a few washed and peeled lambs were put on the fire, and the fat fat dripping from the burnt mutton spread far and wide, even the nobles subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
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br />br /> and then more and more people went to catch sheep, and the slaves ran to tell each other that there was mutton and good wine, and then more people gathered here.
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br />br /> Ulan Baatar stepped down from the fire, holding a silver dagger in his hand, and under the frightened gaze of the slave, he cut off a piece of charred lamb shank, and put it in his mouth to chew it heavily, the oil overflowed from the charred meat, and his mouth was full of fragrance.
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br />br /> The slave was not afraid, took the dagger handed by Battle, and did the same as Battle, cut off a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth, he accidentally bit his tongue, and trembled in pain. But he still stretched out his thumb and praised the deliciousness.
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br />br /> waited until the mouthful of meat was comfortably swallowed in his stomach, and the slave looked at Battle gratefully, then turned his head, looked at the overwhelming crowd behind him, and shouted loudly: "The high priest has invited us to eat meat!"
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br />br /> "Oh-"
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br />br /> This empty green meadow suddenly became lively, there were no nobles and slaves here, everyone was singing and dancing merrily> u> eating fat mutton and drinking the strongest wine.
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br />br /> Ulan Baatar squeezed through the crowd and came to Tuoba Lie, he was slightly drunk, his face was a little red, the flames drove away the cold, the fat and tender mutton filled his stomach, and the liquor made people's chests like a fire, and the blood veins in his body were opened.
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br />br /> "Battle, have you given up?"
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br />br /> Tuoba Lie frowned slightly, like those nobles, he also didn't know what Ulan Batar, the slave-born high priest, wanted to do, but he was only nine years old, but he was unusually calm, not like a child at all.
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br />br / > "Give up, what nonsense is the chief talking about, we still have so many samurai. ”
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br />br />"But the enemy has three times as many samurai as ours, and more horses than ours. ”
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br />br /> looked at the deep darkness in Ulan Batel's eyes, Tuoba Lie suddenly understood that the wisest person in the grassland in front of him really just wanted to eat meat.
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br />br /> He suddenly laughed and said: "Battle, if we want to stay on the grassland, we will never be able to fill our stomachs, after this fight, let's go to the Central Plains, let those people, see our cavalry in the grassland!"
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br />br /> Ulan Baatar looked at Tuoba Lie's waving fist and touched his head, and then the sound of one knee was heard behind him.
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br />br /> one after the other, endlessly.
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br />br /> slaves looked at the tall man in front of >them with excited faces, they were born slaves, and they have only lived a good life for a few days since they followed this master, in their eyes, Ulan Baatar is undoubtedly kind, this young man who grazes with them on weekdays and >sharpens knives for them, this moment has truly become their master.
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br />br /> they have to obey the orders of their master, who will now take them to eat meat and drink wine, and the master will also lead them to charge.
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br />br /> There was already a glimmer of light in the sky, but the flames were still burning, but the people around them were all gone.
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br />br /> The leader of the cavalry of the northern plains looked at the broken tents in front of him, and behind him were the 30,000 brave steppe cavalry, but his hand holding the reins was faintly trembling.
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There were less than 10,000 cavalry in the Br /> Br / > Tuoba Division, but there were still countless people behind the cavalry, they were unclothed and skinny, but their eyes were dancing with flames, and they all carried swords in their hands.
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br />br / > they are vulnerable, they
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br />br />u> obscuring the sky/u> obscuring the sun.
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br />br /> ["U> There is wine, a sword, and a beautiful woman/U >"] Chapter 141 Is there a passionate feeling surging at dawn?
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br />br /> next three chapter previews:... Body, it can be faintly seen that she has the silkiest silk stuffed in her ears, and her eyebrows and eyes are as delicate as usual, but I don't know if it is because of the injury, and there is no condescending momentum and indifference. In other words, when facing Li Wenshuo, she has never had this kind of momentum. "I said I don't need you to do anything. The words remained cold. Li Wenshuo smiled slightly and said, "You said what you said, but if I want to listen to you, wait until the day you become my wife." Luo Jiuyi frowned slightly, and rarely did not refute. "Remember, your life is mine, and you are not allowed to die at the hands of others. "I didn't intend to die here. Looking at Li Wenshuo's confident smiling face, Luo Jiuyi was stunned for a moment, and his expression was a little ......
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br />br /> next four chapter previews:... Concentrate, otherwise if you are not careful, you will add to the injury of your already injured muscles and veins, but you can't stop doing it, otherwise once the blood stasis accumulates for too long, it will also cause damage to your own muscles and veins. Fortunately, Li Wenshuo has nothing to do now, he can concentrate on healing, and after about an hour, the top of Li Wenshuo's head is already covered with fine beads of sweat, feeling the tiny veins he has just cleaned up, and a smile finally appears on his face. Now that the meridians have been opened, there is no obstacle to the operation of the true qi, and you can feed back and nourish your own meridians, although the damage is inevitable, but the remaining blood congestion does not need to worry too much. The injury in the body is not only the left arm, but his right arm was also injured when he fought against the old man with the sword, but it was not as serious as the left hand/> of the >, and there were also two sword wounds on the back, both of which were deep visible bones, but fortunately it did not hurt the internal organs, otherwise, even if he did not die, he would have to lie down for at least half a year. The true qi runs slowly in the body, and after about a big week, the next run is becoming more and more smooth, but Li Wenshuo does not dare to speed up, maintaining the original slow speed, and after three big weeks, the sun on the horizon has gradually set. Although Li Wenshuo felt a lot more comfortable, his stomach screamed again. He smiled bitterly twice, and said in his heart that he was really self-inflicted, u> didn't eat much during the day/u>, and now he is doing such a physically exhausting thing, and his stomach has long been empty. ...
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br />br /> next five chapters preview:... He began to make the bed and said: "Since the shopkeeper said that he couldn't get around, then go to the Yin-Yang Sect for a while, it's a big deal to pretend to be stupid, you can always get by, what's the matter, are you worried?" Chen Yiyi stepped forward and snatched the work from Li Wenshuo's hand, carefully spread the quilt, and said: "There is a son, what do I have to worry about, the people of the Yin-Yang Sect, obviously I have never even heard of it, but they are arrogant and claim to be immortals, and they will only deceive some of these ignorant people whose stomachs can't be filled, what ability can they fight against the son." Li Wenshuo looked at Chen Yiyi's figure of bending over to make the bed, his graceful figure was extremely charming, and he said with a smile: "This son likes to hear this." ”...
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br />br /> next six chapter previews:... A kind of experience in the world and the ability to deal with things when encountered. Even if he didn't know who the other party was, Wang Laohan still saw that the other party was not the powerless sons and brothers he had robbed in the past. So he hurriedly got up and stepped forward, bowed his head and bowed. "Thank you Childe for saving your life. Most people are worthy of respect when they are old. Everyone will grow old, and the reason why many people respect and respect the old is not only because of filial piety and etiquette, but also because they also want to be respected by future generations when they are old. Li Wenshuo has always been very respectful of elderly people, so when he met such a person who was old enough to be his grandfather to kneel down like himself, he was very uncomfortable, stepped forward to help the other party up, and said with a smile: "What are you doing here, old man, you are folding my life like this." The old man wanted to kneel down again, but the strength of his hands did not allow him to resist. "Childe said with a smile, as soon as you came, you were shocked to retreat this evil beast in the mountains, such a fairy figure, what's wrong with the old man kneeling?" Wang Laohan showed a sincere smile on his face, and he couldn't tell that he was the clever man on weekdays. Li Wenshuo also couldn't cry or laugh, and said with a smile: "It's just a convenient move, I just want to take some of this mountain monkey brew here, and the old man doesn't have to worry about it." Listening to Li Wenshuo say this, Wang Laohan's hanging u> heart/u> heart is put down, as long as there is no threat to those of them who are hiding in the mountains. But when I turned around, I found a few ...... beside me
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br />br /> next seven chapters preview:... Two days later, when the county guard arrived, we were holding a banquet for the Hou Ye to pick up the wind and wash the dust. For the first time, Li Wenshuo experienced the benefits brought to him by feudal officialdom, and as a beneficiary, he was naturally happy, but he was still a little unaccustomed to it. This mansion is not small, even if Lou County Gong brought more than a dozen people, it is still not a good thing to clean in a short time. But it just so happens that Li Wenshuo has a lot of other things to do. No matter how worthless food is, it is still something that people depend on for survival. In this place of Wanzhou, the main family collects rent, not for profit, it has gradually evolved into a ritual. After discussing it with Lou County Gong and Liu Lao, Li Wenshuo spent money to find someone to set up a flowing water seat, which cost 20 ......
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br />br /> next eight chapters preview:... Brand. The smell of wine wafts in the wine alley, intoxicating, even if you don't buy alcohol, come here for two or three trips, smell all kinds of wine, almost can get people drunk. All the people who come here are elegant guests, and they are all good drinkers. The white-clothed swordsman did not choose the liquor shops with golden signs and people coming and going in front of the windows, but stepped into the depths of the alley and found an extremely strange window. Why do you say weird? Because this window is different from the huge windows of other houses, it is only one foot square, and there is a black hole in it, and nothing can be seen, like a hole in the wall. There was a strong smell of sake lees coming from the cave, and people didn't want to go near it. Only a very small number of regular customers know about the doorway here, and when Li Wenshuo came last time, he also knew this by chance, so there were only two or three people in front of Li Wenshuo's line. I saw the person in front of me, took out a small note with writing and silver coins and handed it in, and after a while, there was a white and tender > little hand/u> to send out the wine. Looking at the style of the wine bottle, it is the best grain wine, Li Wenshuo has tasted it, it is extremely spicy, although it is mellow and fragrant, but it is not brilliant. The wine sellers of this winery, who make their own wine and sell their own wine, can't get such a rare treasure as monkey brewing on weekdays, but they are never adulterated, and occasionally the kind of daughter red that has been cellared for one or two decades will also notify some old customers. Finally it was Li Wenshuo's turn, he didn't hand out the note, but just put a handful of broken silver in the window that could only be called a stone cave, and said extremely unreasonably: "Put ......
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br />br /> next nine chapters preview:... For more than ten years, she has lived in the palace, and often listens to the third brother tell some interesting stories about the rivers and lakes, and she can't understand why her Liu Ye and Liu Sange are so obsessed with this reckless land of rivers and lakes. Now she understands a little. casually called a guard and instructed: "Go back and spread the news that you > Xiaoyaohou/u> are going to Huashan, remember, not to mention the Central Plains, at least Fenghuazhou, everyone should know." "No!" ...... When Li Wenshuo arrived at the foot of Huashan, it was already three days later, but he was not in a hurry to go up, just looked at the mountain path in front of him, and looked at things and thought about things. At the foot of Mount Hua is the same as the last time he came, there is no change, and it is still a man and a woman, a tourist of Yingying Yanyan. Both sides of the road......
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br />br / > next ten chapters preview:... It's not easy to start a family. It's just that in this quiet atmosphere, this sigh is particularly obvious, and everyone is looking for prestige, only then did they notice that there was a table of guests next to them, and they were stunned. Li Wenshuo saluted Liu Qing and confessed, then got up, left his seat, took two steps forward, and said with a smile: "Miss Qi, I haven't seen you for a long time, seeing you like this, you'>re in trouble again>." Qi Xinnan looked at the white-robed sword-bearer in front of him, slightly stunned, and suddenly remembered, and exclaimed: "Gong... Childe, why are you here?" She was originally very happy, because she knew that the skill of the son in front of her was very likely to be a grandmaster-level master, and now she suddenly felt hopeful, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she found that she even had the other party's name......
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br />br /> Chapter Synopsis The night sky of the steppe has always been quiet and full of mystery.
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br />br /> Under the influence of his teacher, Ulan Baatar often lay alone on the grassland and watched the > stars/>, and his favorite thing every day was to deduce something from the changes of the stars according to what the teacher taught him, although he did not even believe in those deduced things.
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br />br /> The weather tonight is very good, cloudless, and the bright starry sky is much brighter than before, but he is not in the mood to look at the > stars/>.
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br />br /> as the third master of u> world/u>, an invincible powerhouse on the grassland, at this moment his face is pale, the corners of his mouth overflow u>stars/u> a little bloodstain, and he is constantly coughing.
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br />br /> he frowned slightly, although he killed the two priests of the rival tribe who broke the army realm, but those two also succeeded in dragging him back.
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br />br /> they have experienced an unprecedented defeat, and the samurai of the tribe are now less than 20,000 people left, among which there are still a large number of wounded, and only about 10,000 have full combat strength.
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br />br /> There was a fire in front of the golden tent, and there were corpses all over the place, and no one could be seen quietly.
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br />br /> The samurai female officials of the Golden Horde also ran back to their tents, and no one knew if this was the last night and should be with their families.
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br />br /> Tuoba Lie stepped over the corpses, walked to the drum stand in the center of the clearing, and looked up at the drums.
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br />br /> When the pitch-black drum sounded, all the warriors in the city would charge, but at this time he was a little confused, not knowing how to spend the night, not knowing if there would be a chance to see the sun tomorrow, he gently stroked the drum surface, Kui's skin was as hard as iron, icing his hands.
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br />br /> "Tuoba Lie, you go quickly, as long as you live, Tuoba will still have a chance to rise again." Ulaanbaatre's voice came from behind him, with exhaustion that could not be concealed.
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br />br /> "Battle what about you?"
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br />br / > "There are still a lot of people there, and I can't go for the time being. ”
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br />br /> Tuoba Lie knew what Ulan Baatar was talking about, he was talking about the slaves, even if he became a noble high priest, he lived in a slave pile all day, but to his surprise, he did not pull out a single slave.
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br />br /> "Don't lie to me, Battle, if I'm gone, maybe I can really live, but the Tuoba Department is really gone." ”
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br />br /> Tuoba Lie turned around and looked into Ulan Batel's eyes, which Mougins saw seemed to be clearer than the sky.
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br />br /> "Battle, you're badly wounded, stay and you'll die." ”
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br />br /> Ulan Baatar was silent, he had no concept of death, he had no concept of growing up as a slave, because people were dying every day around him, but at this moment he actually felt a little fear.
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br />br />Ulan Baatar just laughed, then turned around and looked at the darkness not far away, where the army of the Northern Plains wandered in the night, and as soon as the day dawned, the sea-like cavalry would annihilate the place.
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