If there is still a trace of life in the entire Northern Wilderness buried by snow, it can only be the tribal camp of the Northern Wilderness Ranger Hasua, which has been half-buried in the snow nest.

It's just that now there has been no smoke in this tribe for a few days, but in the camp of the army of Tokhtar, which is surrounded by groups, there are often cooking and drinking.

Simply melt some snow water, put on an iron pot, and the aroma of boiling meat wafts towards the Hasuya camp trapped in the middle.

This is also the idea of the White Bone Master to get rid of it - in Hasuya's camp, the food and grass for the winter should have been cut off a long time ago, and we have enough food to conquer the grain and cavalry in the south, and we are not afraid of not falling from the nest to the platform.

Tokhtar originally didn't have so much patience, in the first battle of annexing Talga, let the second prince take advantage of the chaos to escape, Tokhoff was already unhappy, and now with 50,000 southern expeditionary grain horses in his hands, plus the rangers surrendered to Nanyuan, the eldest prince has 100,000 elites in his hands.

And no matter how much you put it together, there are only 50,000 troops that can barely be regarded as warriors.

"To besiege but not to attack is to let the rangers see the king's kindness. If he refuses to surrender, it will make people see the face of the second prince clearly, and in order to fight for power and profit, he will ignore the life and death of the entire tribe. ”

The White Bone Master seems to have regarded himself as a national teacher who assists the emperor and the hero, and his poisonous trick can indeed be called killing two birds with one stone. Put your opponent in a dilemma.

"But my father and my mother are still in their hands. "Tokhtar wants to pretend that he can't bear it, and the White Bone Master says that he is good, but in fact he understands Tokhtar's mind in his heart.

The meticulous work kept coming to report that Liangmuha was terminally ill and had no power to return to the sky, but he was still afraid that the male lord of the grassland would return to the light and grow branches.

Liangmu Hana's thunderous methods, as well as his prestige in the wasteland, made this great prince who was bent on the throne fearful, after all, he relied on the occupation of the southern expeditionary grain horse to compete for the throne. And the southern expedition grain cavalry, nominally loyal to the old master, although Tokhtar has secretly supported his cronies to ascend to the throne, but the attitude of several captains is still ambiguous.

There are also those Nanyuan tribes who have just surrendered, and what they surrendered to was not Totokh, but the bloodstained machete in Totok's hand.

The White Bone Master patted his chest and assured that as long as he was by his side, he could ensure that the most suitable successor in the old master's heart could only be Tokhtar.

This is obviously a hint that the Guru will not let Liangmuha have a chance to live. Hearing this, Tucker's face changed slightly after he got out.

The situation in the Hasuya tribe was as the Guru had predicted, and the grain and grass had dried up. Wobetai even had to give an order so that the warriors could kill their horses to satisfy their hunger.

The rangers regard the horses as their most loyal companions, and will never attack their closest comrades unless absolutely necessary. Moreover, the wasteland is so big that a warrior who loses his war horse is equivalent to losing his life.

After Talgar failed to borrow food, if it weren't for Su Su's desperate help, the scarred second prince would have become food for the wasteland wolf.

"Miss Susu, thank you for saving my life again!"

Su Su originally didn't want to pay attention to this bastard who had defiled herself, but in the current situation, the two had to face a common enemy.

"It wasn't me who saved you, it was Zhao Jin who saved us!"

Su Su thought of Zhao Jin, who died tragically, and couldn't help but burst into tears, she didn't continue, but Wo Beitai naturally understood her intentions.

"Tokhtar is, after all, my eldest brother, and our eldest prince of Hasuya. I only hope that my father will wake up soon......"

"Humph, coward!"

Su Su only felt that Wo Beitai was afraid of getting off, and snorted coldly with contempt, so he stopped talking.

It's a pity that during this time, Su Su's body has been suffering from injuries and illnesses, otherwise, she would have gone to seek justice for Zhao Jin with Lingyu Flying Arrows.

This is what another man taught her, "If you see an enemy, you must not be soft, because only one of the enemies in this world can live." ”

The violent wind and snow isolated the Northern Wilderness from the surrounding world, and Su Su resented the guy who taught him to survive in a sinister world, and he didn't know what happened to that kid, why didn't he come to pick him up?

"You told me not to give up, I'm sure you will too......" Su Su often cheered for himself in his heart.

But the people of the Hasuya tribe could no longer hold on. As Bai Gu expected, the starving people in the camp have begun to fluctuate.

"Father is still not well?" Wobetai looked at Li Xian, who was guarding Liangmuha's side in the camp, and although he couldn't see any hope on that sad face, he couldn't help but ask.

Li Xian glanced at the grassland male lord in the tent again, the once invincible Tianjiao hero, curled up in the thick felt carpet at this moment, wrapped in layers of death breath.

The two men who were about to decide the fate of the Hasua tribe and even the entire Northern Wilderness Ranger sighed in unison.

"Hmm~"

Suddenly, a third voice came from the room, and the two of them were startled at the same time, and Wobetai was the first to react, rushed forward, and knelt down in front of Liang Muha's sickbed.

"Father?"

"Hmm~"

There was another low moan, and it took a lot of effort for the terminally ill male lord on the bed to finally narrow his eyes slightly out of a slit.

"Pony foal?"

"Father, it's me, Father, how do you feel?"

There was another silence, and after waiting for a long time, it seemed that he was unwilling, and Liang Muha took a desperate breath and licked his chapped lips,

"Thirsty ......"

"Come, water!" Wo Beitai carefully served a bowl of water and helped Lao Wang slowly go down.

When the water went down, Liang Muha was a little more sober, and then he coughed violently. The violent cough almost caused him to breathe again, but it also made him shrink into a ball, and finally sobered up.

"Is the grain rider back?"

Wobetai hesitated, not knowing how to answer.

Li Xian knew that Liangmuha was returning to the light, and the time was pressing, so he didn't dare to delay any longer.

"My lord, the prince of Tokhtar took advantage of your awakening to surround us with the southern grain horseman. Claim that the second prince wants to be against you!"

For the emperor, the biggest concern is the power in his hands and the iron-clad country, Li Xian did not make it clear, but Liangmuha, who had entered a state of separation, instantly sobered up,

"Bold!Bring him to me!cough, cough~" As soon as he was excited, there was a violent cough, which made this invincible emperor finally turn into a frail old man in his last years.

Wobeitai stepped forward to help Liang Muha's back and gently rubbed the old man's back with his palm, which helped him breathe a sigh of relief.

After looking at the big tent, even the charcoal fire had been extinguished for a long time, and a generation of heroes finally understood the current situation. The ferocity in his eyes gradually faded, and a trace of love was born, and he looked at the nest beside him.

"You little pony just likes to be a colt, and if I hadn't been angry with you, I wouldn't have given all the elite to Tokhta. ”

People are dying, their words are also good, and Liang Muha's temperament has changed greatly, which makes Wobetai even more uneasy, and he can't help but soften his heart.

"Father, it's the child who is ignorant and makes his father angry. The child knew that he was wrong, and asked his father to recuperate with peace of mind. ”

"Hmm~" Liangmuha sighed, "You are the same as your mother, everything is good, but you are too kind-hearted." Your mother wanted to kill me for the rest of her life, but in the end, she still couldn't bear to do it. Let me say goodbye to her......"

After hearing the call, Mrs. Mo Lun trotted all the way into the tent, and reached out to hold Liang Muha's big hands, which had killed her father and brother, and at this moment in Mrs. Mo Lun's hands, there was no temperature at all.

Ryokiha no longer felt the presence of his hands, his weak heart could no longer send dried plasma to his fingertips, and there was less and less time left for him,

"Mo Lun, I know you hate me, but I still want to thank you for being with me for so long. ”

Mrs. Mo Lun, who has always been calm and elegant, was already in tears at this moment, choking up and unable to speak.

"I know you don't want our foal to live a life like mine, killing all day long, with blood on his hands, but if it weren't for him, but for the escape, then our Northern Wilderness might fall into a catastrophe!"

Mo Lun sobbed, but still couldn't bear to shake his head again and again, which made Liangmuha anxious, he struggled to greet Li Xian, but his tongue was stiff, and he couldn't speak anymore, so he could only signal anxiously with his eyes, and his mouth made a cry of "ah~, hum~, ah~, hum~".

Under Li Xian's temptation, he finally understood Liang Muha's intentions, he reached under the felt blanket beside the bed, groped for a while, and found a black gold arrow.

At this time, Liang Muha could take care of it and breathe a sigh of relief, but his eyes were still staring at the nest table, full of anticipation. It wasn't until Wo Beitai took the black gold arrow from Li Xian's hand that he breathed a sigh of relief.

It's just that this is the last breath of the heroic Liangmuha in the world.

This emperor, who has fought all his life and kills like hemp, is worried in the end that the tribe will be robbed by children who are also murderous.

"Li Xian will definitely live up to the king's trust!"

Li Xian gave a deep salute to the unwilling male lord who was sitting on the sickbed but had become stiff. At the same time, close to Mrs. Mo Lun and the second prince's nest,

"It's about the life and death of everyone in the camp, and it's about the Northern Wilderness Ranger that the king has worked hard to establish all his life, please don't make a noise about the lady and the second prince. ”

Mo Lun knew the general situation, and also understood Li Xian's good intentions, he covered his face with satin sleeves, and his shoulders shook violently a few times, suppressing the desolation in his heart,

"Son, your father is gone, you have to listen to Mr. Li's teachings more......"

In order to hide people's eyes, Mrs. Mo Lun couldn't stay in the tent for a long time, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, tried her best to make herself appear calm, and left silently.

The two servants who were guarding Liang Muha's side were Li Xian's cronies, and he told the two to put down Liang Muha's body, continue to wrap himself in a thick quilt, and bring soup and water to the tent as usual, so as not to leak the news, and not allow others to come and disturb him.

Then he followed Wobettai back to his tent.

"Sir, what is the purpose of this Ugin arrow from my father?"

"King, you are very intelligent, I want to understand the mind of the first king better than me, Li Xian!"

"Sir, I'm just worried that when my father was dying, he was in a trance, and he didn't understand the current situation, and once he got rid of his eldest brother's mind, he was only afraid of ......."

"Your Majesty, you must not hesitate any longer. It is precisely because the first king saw the current situation clearly that he remembered the people of the rangers, and left us a glimmer of life. If the king is still undecided. Li Xian and the tens of thousands of people who rode there, as well as Mrs. Mo Lun, can accompany you to your death. ”

This is by no means alarmist, and Wobetai gradually suppressed the sadness in his eyes and rekindled his fighting spirit. Now he is shouldering not only the lives of Mo Lun and Su Su, but also the lives of tens of thousands of Hasselaya people outside the camp.

Li Xian shook up his body, which was thin because of hunger,

"The kindness of the first king, Li Xian has nothing to repay. Now he knew that he was about to return, but he saw Mrs. Mo Lun and the second prince, giving arrows before leaving, painstakingly. Even if Li Xian is broken, he must not live up to the trust of the previous king. ”