"Haha... Come, my warrior, and go back to sleep after this bowl of wine, and tomorrow you will find the sun still rising above the sky. "In the wilderness of southern Xinjiang, there was a burst of laughter from a simple tent, and the person who spoke was the great leader of the Wind Snake Clan, Mimu Tso.

The person sitting opposite Mimtso was the ghost robe.

The ghost robe lifted a bowl of spirits and drank it up, the wine bowl fell heavily, his palm was on top, and the wine bowl was shattered below.

The ghost robe said unwillingly: "The yellow-haired child slipped away in my palm, wouldn't it be shameful to spread it." ”

"Those who have achieved great things, other people's comments are all vain, and the great cause will be accomplished, why should a yellow-haired child be bothered?" Mi Mu Cuo smiled, with a bit of ridicule in his words, laughing at his ghost robe just for the sake of immediate fame and fortune.

In southern Xinjiang, five hundred miles southwest of the ancestral land of the Feng clan is the territory of the Wind Snake clan. At this time, the great commander of the Wind Snake Clan was not in the ancestral land, but was nomadic and settled here with the army, and why he came here with the army, others did not know, maybe only Mi Mu Cuo and the ghost robe knew in their hearts.

Mi Mu Cuo has a strong body, is deep and spicy, good at attacking the heart, and is also a cultivator, and he is deeply accustomed to the supreme exercise of the Wind Snake Clan, "Snake Lock", and his cultivation is the late stage of refining qi and transforming gods.

Thundered...

Thundered...

In southern Xinjiang, there was a rumbling sound in the northwest of the Wind Snake Clan.

Mi Mu Cuo was discussing the wine with the ghost robe at this time, when he suddenly heard a rumbling sound, and the wine jug on the table in front of Mi who was only shocked trembled slightly, and the wine surface rippled in circles.

Mi Mu Cuo's smile froze, and he put the wine bowl that he was about to drink down to his chest, looked at it, and hurriedly turned around and strode out of the tent, following the sound and looking.

In the distance, the rumbling sound was neat and loud, but there was no one for a long time, but the rumbling sound was becoming clearer and clearer.

From this, it can be concluded that there must be a well-trained team gathering in the distance, and the speed is as fast as a giant murder.

Mimtso closed his eyes and followed the sound, his facial expression was extremely rich, as if there was a hint of horror imposed on him in excitement.

Mimu Cuo put the wine bowl back in front of his mouth, raised his head and drank it all, and slammed the wine bowl to the ground: "Haha... Ghost robes, as you said, they're really here!haha..."

"Hmph... Come on, I'll let them go and never come back. The ghost robe also drank the wine in the bowl violently, a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes, and he said viciously.

Mi Mu Cuo put his arm on the shoulders of the ghost robe and said drunkenly: "Brother, don't worry! Your revenge is revenge for your brother, go!" ”

If it is said that Mimu Cuogui is the patriarch of the Wind Snake Clan, and the ghost robe is only an elite warrior, not to mention the huge difference in the identities of these two, how can they hook up and be commensurate with brothers? Perhaps only the two of them know the story.

Thundered...

As the sound of the horse's hooves approached, the neighing of the horses was also clear, and I saw a team growing, and tens of thousands of people were approaching the territory of the Wind Snake Clan.

Above the southern frontier, the wilderness belongs to the open area, the military flag swings with the wind and hunts, and the two big characters "Feng's" are written on the banner.

The demon barbarians in southern Xinjiang live together, with a wide variety of ethnic groups, and there are even more small tribes, which are countless. After tens of thousands of years of slaughter and fighting, many tribal clans have either lost their secrets, or have been assimilated by powerful foreign tribes, or have been slaughtered and exterminated.

Among the thousands of demon barbarian clans, there are a few races that are more prosperous and powerful, including the Feng clan barbarians. At this time, without words, this Feng clan banner is enough to make people frightened and stay away.

"It's not good! It's the Feng army. "When a spy from the Wind Snake Clan saw that such a huge team was gathering here, he couldn't help but be shocked, and he couldn't help but scream.

"Hmph... · Just in time, I haven't seen blood in a long time with the plate axe in my hand. Seeing that the Feng clan came to provoke, a fierce general in the Wind Snake clan was not afraid, he looked extremely excited, and he was gearing up and eager to try.

"The patriarch can't, the patriarch has ordered in advance, don't startle the snake..." The spy shouted repeatedly, signaling to stop, but he didn't want the strong man to run away alone.

"Oh, the patriarch must be seeking revenge here, and I have to avenge it to the great patriarch. Seeing that the situation was out of control, the spy slapped his thigh in a hurry and hurried back to the camp.

Utu was originally the younger brother of the black owl, and he was originally the elder of the tribe where the black owl belonged, and he has always looked forward to his elder brother. A few days ago, Utu was overwhelmed with grief when he learned that his brother had been killed, and went to the ancestral land to find the patriarch Mimtso, hoping to find the support of the patriarch in order to avenge his brother.

The black owl fell, the tribe was leaderless, Utu was extraordinarily brave, and he was valued by the patriarch, so he naturally became the new patriarch of the tribe.

In the big tent of the Wind Snake Clan, Mi Mu Cuo and Ghost Robe were drinking with great interest.

"Report!"

"What's the matter?" Before Mimtso could speak, the ghost robe shouted out of the tent.

As soon as the ghost robe shouted, the spy trembled all over, and said, "Report... Report to the Great Patriarch, the ghost... Lord Ghost, I am a spy in front, and I can see that there is a large group of people and horses who are trying to gather with us a hundred miles ahead, and the banner is the Feng clan. ”

"Well, can you see how many centaurs there are?" said the ghost robe.

The spy always knelt outside the tent, and replied in a small and trembling voice: "The little one saw that the other party had a ten-pole banner on the foot tree, and he wanted to reciprocate, but he didn't want the Utu patriarch to ride alone to stop the killing, saying that it was to avenge his brother, and the little one couldn't stop him, so he could only come back to report it..."

"What? isn't he going to do me a big deal!" Mimtso was furious, and went out of the tent to look at the spy angrily, and he shivered and collapsed to the ground.

"The patriarch is not in a hurry, let Utu explore the truth and the truth, and we can respond to all changes with the same. The ghost robe looked into the distance and seemed to have a plan in his heart, and said slowly.

Hearing what the ghost robe said, Mimu Cuo paused for a moment and laughed, as if he had just woken up from a dream, and nodded again and again: "Haha... Or brother smart, Utu's sleep is just right, haha... Just about. ”。

The elder brother is like a father, and killing his eldest brother is like killing his father. Utu has long been carried away by hatred, and there are so many people who can take care of it.

"Drive!"

Utu was alone, raising his horsewhip, and the horse was like lightning and fast, rushing towards the Feng clan.

Above the southern frontier, the wind blew even more fiercely, and the banner of the Feng clan hunted with the wind.

"Report...", a Feng clan spy rode his horse and returned.

"Speak!"

"Report to the commander-in-chief, ten miles ahead, I found a single cavalry soldier, approaching our army's brigade. ”

"What? Riding alone? Can you see clearly?"

Hearing that the other party was only riding alone, and the speed was rapidly approaching the team, he couldn't believe it, and said sharply: "Investigate again!"

It didn't take much effort, and the spy reported: "Commander, there is indeed a ride ahead." ”

"Oh?" Zuo Gongming was a little puzzled by the vast wilderness, our momentum is huge, and it is impossible for the enemy not to be unaware, but if he is aware, how can he send a man and a horseman, is there any deception in this? Or is that person just an enemy spy? Zuo Gongming couldn't make up an idea for a while, and hurriedly asked: "How far is that person from our brigade now?"

"Back to the commander, that person is less than thirty miles away from us, except for the time when I came back, that person is only about ten miles away from us at this time. ”

"Probe, and if there is an accident, blow the bone flute immediately. ”

"Yes!" the spy commanded, whipping away.

The people are in the wilderness of southern Xinjiang, with lush vegetation, although it does not hinder the speed of travel, it is also difficult. The Feng Clan Brigade had been in a hurry for three days and was tired of taking a nap, and Zuo Gongming, as the commander-in-chief of this battle, had planned to rest for a while when he approached the ancestral land of the Wind Snake Clan, but he didn't want such a situation to happen halfway.

Although Zuo Gongming is the commander-in-chief, the great patriarch Aotian is also there, and some major events also need to be reported.

"Stop!" Zuo Gongming waved his hand, and the team stopped moving forward and corrected on the spot.

Makeshift tents were being erected for the chiefs and elders to consult and rest.

Due to the rapid speed of the fire phoenix, the war horses of the elite warriors of the Feng clan alone could not be compared, and Aotian was also like everyone else along the way, riding a war horse, and bumped all the way here.

"Patriarch, just now the spies came to report that there was a horse ahead, I don't know if it is an enemy conspiracy. "Zuo Gongming said that at this time, the great patriarch wants to make a decision based on the patriarch.

Aotian looked up at the sky, a few clouds floated in the northeast direction with the wind, and said slowly: "The auspicious clouds enter my soil, the war horse neighs the cave tomb, the breeze moistens the blade, and the enemy is cut sharply." ”

"Command!"

Zuo Gongming understood what the patriarch meant, stepped on the war horse excitedly, turned around and shouted: "Balu will kill the enemy with me, drive!"

Balu is one of the elite warrior captains, and he is brave and skilled in battle, and he has experience in 100 battles. Hearing the command, he immediately stepped on his horse and followed.

"Cluck..."

The sound of horses' hooves went, and they drifted away.

"Phew..."

Zuo Gongming and the two walked ten miles to facilitate the meeting of Utu, and the two stopped their horses, held their blades in their hands, and stared at Utu with their eyes.

Seeing the two people running in front of him, Utu was not afraid, and did not stop the war horse or slow down, but raised his whip and beat the war horse a few times, picked up the bone axe that was originally closed at the waist, and wanted to cut the two off the horse.

Balu and Zuo Gongming looked at each other, Balu drew his sword and raised his whip to meet him, and when the war horse galloped out, Balu left a sentence: "My lord, you rest here, watch me kill this guy." ”

"Bang!" the weapons collided with a crisp sound.

Although Balu is brave, he is not as clever as Utu. The weapons were staggered, and after a move, Balu was slashed to the ground by one of Utu's back rifles.

Utu killed one person, the momentum was even stronger, and he pursued the victory and went straight to Zuo Gongming.

Zuo Gongming pulled the war horse, turned around and galloped towards the brigade, intending to kill him in front of the great patriarch, so as to show his military merits.

After a while, Zuo Gongming was ten meters in front of the brigade and turned to face Utu.

In the face of such a large team, Utu did not have a trace of fear, because his intention was obvious, that is, to find Kong Xuan to avenge his brother.

At this time, Utu was not as reckless as Fang Cai, but stopped his horse and stood up to the enemy. Utu raised a bone axe weighing 100 catties with one hand, and asked in a choked voice, "Is there a Feng clan ahead?"

"Yes, I don't know who you are, why are you here?" Zuo Gongming replied.

"I'm the patriarch of the Wind Snake Clan's Barbarian Tribe, I'm Utu, I'm only here today to find someone! It has nothing to do with you!" asked Utu with a proud attitude.

Zuo Gongming smiled contemptuously: "Oh? Interesting, I don't know if you found it but I'm from the Feng clan?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Quickly hand over Kong Xuan to me, let me break it into ten thousand pieces, and avenge my brother!" Utu unabated, raising his axe and shouting.