Devil’s Advent

The third prince was dumbfounded at this moment. He never expected that the countermeasures and responses he had thought up in the tent after being captured would end up like this in the end.

From Uncle Zheng's mouth, he learned two amazing facts;

Savage King, it seems that he was not escorted to Yanjing as rumored, and is probably in the hands of Uncle Zheng;

Moreover, the Savage King seems to have taken refuge in Uncle Zheng and is making suggestions for Uncle Zheng. Even the plan for the Yan army to attack the Naiman tribe in Xueguan was made by the Savage King himself.

For a moment, an icy chill swept over the third prince's spine. This chill did not come from his own imminent death, but a kind of despair.

If the savage king surrendered at the feet of Uncle Hirano,

The whole snowfield,

What future could there be?

What more hope could there be?

No one knows the horror of the Wildman King better than the third prince. In the eyes of the third prince, even if the Wildman King fails in the end, it is by no means the failure of the Wildman King himself.

Because what the Savage King is facing is a terrifying Yan country, and at the same time, it is still a snowy field full of scattered sand.

As long as Xueyuan can give up prejudice, unite, and give more support to the wild man king, the situation in Xueyuan cannot collapse to such an extent.

If Xueguan was not lost, or if they could get it back in time at that time, Xueyuan can still hold the initiative in Jindi, instead of the current situation, Yan people can directly send troops if they want to fight.

Hehehe... Hahahahahaha...

The third prince suddenly laughed,

reach out,

He grabbed the dagger that Xue San threw in front of him.

At this time, there was no humility on his face, nor did he kowtow to beg for mercy, but instead, he appeared very open-minded.

The change of this scene,

Zheng Fan felt a little surprised,

The third prince in front of him seemed to have changed into a different person suddenly.

The appearance has not changed,

but temperament,

right,

Just in terms of temperament, it is completely different from before.

Everyone needs a mask. Some people only need one mask in their lifetime, while others need many masks.

The third prince has already taken off his mask,

This man who was once praised by the savage king as the savage talent of Zaifu's talent, now really has that kind of bearing.

Uncle, you, Dayan, are too aggressive. Your ending may not be much better than mine in the future.

Zheng Fan yawned and nodded.

He didn't refute, but admitted it frankly.

Now that it's all over, it's really boring to argue and discuss with the person in front of you. At the same time, what will happen to Dayan's future and his Uncle Hirano?

In front of Uncle Zheng, Cao Cao or Sima Yi may be standing, but it will definitely not be Grandpa Yue.

The third prince obviously didn't deliberately curse Zheng Fan before he died. He is not someone who can't afford to lose. This person, in his bones, still has a sense of nobility that shouldn't belong to a savage.

He continued:

But think about it, in time, Xueyuan will become your uncle Zheng's pasture, and my holy people will also become your servants under the feet of Uncle Zheng.

Hundreds of years of ignorance,

The fate of my saints,

After all, it still cannot be mastered by oneself.

Such a day, but worth mentioning;

Such a snowy field is worth noting;

Such a life, don't mind!

The last three sentences were uttered by the third prince.

Shout out the last word,

He grabbed the dagger and stabbed it hard into his heart.

puff!

blade,

It didn't penetrate too deep, the third prince was in pain, and the pain made his whole face contort.

Last night, he once said that a person who is useless is a scholar.

Now he has really tasted the bitterness of being a scholar. He doesn't know martial arts, he was weak since he was a child, and he didn't exercise his muscles and bones. If he wasn't the son of Naiman King, his fate would be the same as many weak newborn babies on the snowfield. It was deliberately discarded into the wild by its parents, and was taken away by wolves.

But what he never expected was that,

this moment,

He even committed suicide,

They all seemed a little helpless.

The blood was flowing, dripping onto the dagger, flowing along the dagger to the palm of his hand, and he could clearly feel a hot and humid feeling coming from his palm.

But even if he doesn't practice martial arts, he still knows that he is still a long time away from death.

When you want to die, you can't die simply. It is really a kind of torment under the watchful eyes of so many people.

Zheng Fan blushed when he saw the third prince's face. It wasn't because of injury, but because of... shame.

The third prince seemed to want to try to pull out the dagger and stab himself again, or hold the dagger and stir it in his body again.

However,

He just moved the dagger,

The wound trembled,

Immediately, the pain made him tremble all over.

hiss………

The third prince gasped, his body convulsed, and his palms seemed to lose strength.

Wanting to commit suicide is actually not a simple matter, especially with cold weapons.

Zheng Fan couldn't help but think of the TV dramas he watched in his previous life, where any female character could take a knife and simply wipe his own neck with a knife, causing blood to splatter, which is really unrealistic.

However, Uncle Zheng suddenly felt that it was inappropriate for him to desert at this time, a little too disrespectful to the prince in front of him.

The third prince looked at Xue San with pleading eyes,

not begging for mercy,

Instead, it is difficult to say:

Please...please general help me...

Xue San looked at the third prince and said with a smile:

The dagger is poisonous, but it is chronic. You can die if you wait any longer.

Xue San likes playing with poison very much, and quenching poison on his own daggers and hidden weapons is even more commonplace. To be honest, ordinary fast poisons are not very useful in a duel between experts.

Because masters can control their own qi and blood to contract muscles and close acupuncture points, the rapid poison can be clearly perceived from the beginning, which is convenient for them to suppress the damage of the poison to a minimum.

And this kind of slightly slower, soft knife cuts the flesh, take your time, you don't feel much at first, when you feel it, the toxin has already diffused.

What the third master is doing is high-end dirty work.

Hearing this, the third prince nodded gratefully to Xue San.

Then,

With some difficulty, he turned his head to look at Lady Wu.

He really likes this woman from Jindi, this woman is different from other women on the snow field, she is knowledgeable, she is good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting;

When she is by your side, you can give yourself an illusion.

As if I didn't live in the cold wind of the snow field,

Instead, I sit in a small courtyard with white walls and black tiles in the spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

The third prince was very grateful to her, thanked her for bringing him so many days of happiness and beauty, without the slightest blasphemy.

Lady Wu covered her mouth and knelt on the ground with a look of horror.

She didn't take the initiative to stand in front of the third prince before,

What did you say to kill the prince, kill me first!

She also didn't go to crawl to Uncle Zheng's feet, saying that she was willing to do everything for Uncle Zheng, and only asked him to spare the life of the third prince.

She didn't do anything because she was already terrified.

Such scenes, such scenes,

She is a woman from a family,

Already the six gods have no master.

The third prince smiled at her somewhat reluctantly,

Then,

turn around again,

He looked at Zheng Fan who was sitting in front of him.

Uncle Zheng sat on the chair, leaned back, crossed his legs, crossed his hands and put them on his knees.

The third prince was very grateful, because the Yan man's uncle left without turning around, and he was waiting for his final death.

Before death, people are actually very sensitive, and they are prone to be involved in a lot of melancholy.

Uncle, Mrs. Wu, I haven't touched it before.

The third prince said.

Xue San's ears trembled when he heard this.

The good news about Cao thief who co-authored with his own master has even spread across the snow field?

Please uncle, save her life.

In fact, no matter how deeply the outside world misunderstands him, Uncle Zheng will never admit that he really has that kind of habit.

Among other things, the Hakka family in the family also wants to look good, have a figure, have a figure, and have a charm, but he can always guard his body like a jade.

When your feelings may involve the devil, you can't help but be cautious.

Uncle Zheng pointed to Miss Wu who was kneeling there and said:

If you are a Jin citizen, you will naturally return to your nationality.

Although the blind man hasn't figured out a formal and specific way to deal with the slaves of the Jin people in Xueyuan, he has communicated with Zheng Fan about the spirit.

That is, when Jin slaves return to Xuehaiguan, they will directly leave their slave status and at the same time grant land to cultivate.

Right now, what Snow Customs lacks the most is actually population, preferably its own population.

Savages can be used, but they can only be used as laborers. At least for now, it is not realistic to absorb savages as their own.

As for the Jin people, you rescued him, you helped him, and when the interests are shared, he will definitely follow you.

So, this time the troops were dispatched. On the one hand, Uncle Zheng felt that he had been beaten in the face by the Naiman Ministry. Uncle Zheng had a bad temper, so he naturally had to withdraw ten times.

On the other hand, they took this opportunity to show their prestige and warned many tribes in Xueyuan to make concessions on the issue of Jin slaves. After all, when the savages entered the customs last time, God knows how many people were looted. Basically, nine out of ten rooms are empty.

The third prince nodded reassuringly,

Then with a smile on your face,

Looked up,

Look at this blue sky overhead.

He hoped to keep this smile until he died.

But he found that this movement, this posture, is really tiring now.

He was so tired that he couldn't breathe.

So, he had to lower his head again, and said:

Uncle, I want to make a poem.

After all, he is a savage with a literati heart, even before death, he still wants to deliberately maintain his own dignity.

Uncle Zheng nodded,

road:

good.

The third prince took a deep breath,

There is a complex and deep light in the eyes,

immediately,

let out a long sigh,

then,

Mouth:

...

he died.

He didn't read a single word of his poems, it was just fixed on the expression of the poems.

Your Highness, Your Highness!!!!

At this moment, Lady Wu finally couldn't help crying.

Zheng Fan, who was sitting with his back on the chair, looked at the third prince who was still there with his mouth open.

Suddenly, I felt that this pose, this scene, was very beautiful.

It can't be called so tragic, it can't be called too bleak, and it's even hard to resonate with anyone.

Because there are not many people who really understand this picture.

A few people, except Zheng Fan,

No one else knows,

This dead savage man in front of me,

It was the Savage King himself who said he would kill him, and it was the Savage King himself who certified him. If he is allowed to go the other way, he will surely become my existence in the future.

his death,

Let Zheng Fan strangle a hero with his own hands...

No,

This is not appropriate,

He strangled an... era with his own hands!

Perhaps, even if the third prince survives this time, he may not really be able to rise in the future. He may have died from a fall from a horse, an assassination, a disease, or a betrayal. Go to that road according to the wild man king's vision.

But no matter what,

Own,

I strangled all possibilities with my own hands.

Zheng Fan looked at Xue San,

Xue San also cast his eyes on his master,

Master?

Remember what he looks like now, go back and carve a stone sculpture for me, I want to keep it.

call………

When the third master heard this sentence, he felt that his tailbone was about to shake, if there was any.

The content of these words, as well as the look on his face, made the third master feel that his master is really a pervert,

But, it's really surprising.

My lord, don't worry, it's all in the minds of my subordinates.

Uncle Zheng nodded,

Command left and right:

Camp here, I'll sleep for a while.

finished speaking,

Propping his elbows on the armrest of the chair, resting his cheeks, he closed his eyes.

too lazy to find a place,

Just fell asleep right here.

for a while,

There is silence all around,

Whether it was the captives in custody nearby or the surrounding Ke Yan warriors, they subconsciously lowered their footsteps and made as little noise as possible.

when he was asleep,

this world,

It should be silent.

...

It's not all caused by you. It's fine if you lead your troops to chase those escaped slaves, and it's fine if you can't catch them. Why do you kill them and build them up when you catch them? You idiot, I How could there be such a stupid son like you!

King Naiman cursed at his eldest son.

The news just came,

The Yan army has broken through the pastures on the west side of the deep pool that originally belonged to the Anyang tribe. The front of the army has actually approached the Naiman tribe.

The cause of all this is the misbehavior of his eldest son!

Father, what's wrong with my son? Those Jin slaves who dared to defect from the tribe and run away, they should be killed, and they should be shown their color. Otherwise, how will we manage the slaves in the tribe in the future?

You bastard, you stupid!

King Naiman was already so angry that he didn't want to talk any more, now that his third son's life or death is unknown, the blow to him is not insignificant.

Father, don't worry. Even if the Yan people send troops this time, he won't have too many troops. My son is willing to lead my Naiman warriors to meet the enemy.

Peace is peace, and alliances are alliances. Just as Uncle Zheng always wanted to deal with the Xueyuan tribe with his hands free, the leaders of the Xueyuan tribe never naively thought that this kind of peace could last forever.

Therefore, they also used their own means to inquire about the strength of the Snow Customs.

As far as they know, there are not many troops under the command of Uncle Pingye from Xueguan.

But even so, he was still terrifying, because behind that Uncle Hirano stood the Marquis of Jingnan from the Yan people, and at the same time, there was the entire country of Yan.

Even if the conflict with Snow Customs can be won by myself, then what if the Yan Kingdom sends a large army, or sends the Nanhou of the Yan Kingdom to take command of the Xueyuan again?

After losing the wildling king, the wildling tribe in the snow field has no centripetal force. They simply cannot organize a national war that can be waged against a huge country.

But the current situation must be dealt with, and the Yan army must not be allowed to fight here.

However, when faced with his eldest son's invitation to fight, King Naiman did not directly agree. Instead, he appointed one of his younger brothers as a general to lead the warriors in his headquarters to meet the enemy. , each led their soldiers and horses to cooperate in battle.

King Naiman knew a truth very well, the more critical he was, the more he had to beware of his son.

After making these arrangements, the warriors in the clan began to prepare for the expedition.

Afterwards, King Naiman received the envoys from various nearby tribes who arrived yesterday. This time, King Naiman did not hesitate, and agreed to divide the slaves and livestock as a price for other tribes to send troops to help, and asked them to return to their respective tribes to persuade their own The leader sent troops.

Even King Naiman cited an example he had heard from his third son before, which is called lip dead tooth cold.

After all this is done,

The somewhat exhausted King Naiman returned to his king's tent.

This king's tent is very large, and many small rooms can be divided into it.

King Naiman walked directly inside and saw a beautiful woman sitting there knitting a fur coat.

The woman was about thirty years old, and she was dressed in red. Sitting there, she seemed to be shining there like a ray of light, which fascinated the Naiman king.

Although this woman failed to give birth to a child for herself, she firmly grasped the heart of King Naiman.

The woman smiled at King Naiman,

Meow……

A meow came from under the bed, and then a black cat came out of it, which was her pet.

King Naiman sat down beside the bed, his eyes began to blur.

He saw himself rolling with her,

He saw himself going to Wushan Yunyu with her.

However,

In fact,

King Naiman just fell asleep, snoring.

The woman put down the leather jacket in her hand, glanced at Naiman King who was sleeping soundly on her bed with a slight distaste, shook her head,

road:

It seems that something happened to the Naiman Department.

In this king's tent, there are only two people, one of them has already passed out.

But immediately, a third person's voice sounded:

Do you regret it?

This voice came from that black cat.

The woman stretched, but didn't rush to answer.

The cat jumped onto the bed, looked at the woman, and said:

Hua Ji, do you regret it?

The woman was a little helpless, so she had to say:

You seem to want to hear the four words I regret from my mouth?

Yes.

Does it need to be said?

Look at the man you chose. Even if the tribe is facing disaster, you still choose to come back here to find a woman. Why did you choose him blindly?

I originally fell in love with his third son.

In the end, they didn't want you? Then you found someone's father?

Yes, he doesn't want me. He is very wary of me, and he is wary of me. I take the initiative to throw myself in his arms, but he doesn't want me. Then I have no choice but to go to his old man's bed and listen to him call my mother.

Women, are they all this boring?

Stop talking nonsense, what should we do now, I heard that the Yan people's army has reached the west side of the deep pool, and it's not too far from here.

If you want to escape, it's still too late. I don't think the Naiman tribe can stop the Yan people, and even if they do it this time, the Naiman tribe will still be wiped out when the Yan people send another army over.

These barbarian nobles who did not follow the barbarian king,

they don't know

Yan people,

How ruthless it is!

You let them take advantage of it,

If you let them suffer, even if it's just a little bit, the Yan people will do whatever it takes to get back their face.

Their emperor, their marquis, and their generals are all lunatics, downright lunatics!

Isn't it because you were almost eaten at the beginning, and you still hold grudges to this day?

At the beginning, if I was one step slower, I would have been swallowed whole by the Pixiu under the crotch of that Beihou of the Yan people!!!

I know, I know, you are wronged, you are wronged.

The woman picked up the half-knit leather jacket, carefully inspected the stitches, and said:

But I don't intend to leave. In my eyes, there is no difference between the Yan people and the wild people. They are all human beings anyway;

Just like us in their eyes, it doesn't make any difference whether it is a cat or a fox, they are all demons anyway.

this person………

The woman glanced at the unconscious Naiman King again,

He is useless. When I chose him, I thought he was easy to control and easy to obey. He did not disappoint me.

But now, since he is useless, let's just let it go.

Not going, not fleeing?

A hint of suspicion flashed in the cat's eyes, and then he was shocked and said:

You want to stay?

Yes, I am a princess, a delicate and beautiful princess. No matter how barbaric the Yan people are, they are still men who serve as soldiers. I don't believe that Uncle Hirano broke into the king's tent and saw me.

won't be interested in me.

Hua Ji said here,

I couldn't help covering my mouth and laughing hehehe\

,"Men, isn't that what it's all about?

Ah.

The black cat made a disdainful sound.

What's the matter, you won't accompany me?

What am I going to do with you? I still want to live for a few more years. It's not easy for us demons to be able to open their minds. I don't want to die so quickly.

But the world is so big, if we leave the Naiman tribe, where can we go? Find another Naiman king? Don't say I'm tired. It's these so-called tribal leaders who follow by their side. You can't even learn from him. To the slightest noble spirit.

Even if he is a prince, it is useless at all!

nowadays,

There is Pixiu in Yanjing, that kind of existence is the most sensitive to my demon clan, and I like to eat demons for a living;

There is a fire phoenix in the state of Chu, and there is no shortage of monsters in the great lake. It is very easy for those wizards of the state of Chu to deal with us;

Qi refiners in the Qian Kingdom are eager to kill us to accumulate their world merits.

That Uncle Hirano from Yan was canonized by Emperor Yan himself, so he must have a lot of nobility, right?

You do not want?

You really don't want it?

Can you really give up?

talking and talking

The woman couldn't help sticking out her tongue and licked her lips, which was very charming.

Hua Ji, don't think of this world so simply. This is, after all, a human world. What if that Uncle Hirano doesn't like you?

How could he look down on me? Unless he canonize an eunuch as Uncle Hirano in the Kingdom of Yan, or the wife of Uncle Hirano's family is more beautiful than me and can serve men to please men,

Ah,

you say,

Is this possible?

...

The more than 7,000 soldiers and horses of Ke Yan's tribe have not moved in the past two days. According to Zheng Fan's order, they are actually waiting for the soldiers and horses of the Naiman tribe to come.

However, because the previous seizures were quite fruitful, there is no need to worry about the lack of food, and because according to wartime habits, Uncle Zheng also proudly slaughtered a lot of cattle and sheep from the spoils to reward them, so these The morale of the warriors of Keyan's department has always been very strong.

Uncle Zheng's ability to march and fight is because he dare not let go of his actions, so in fact, Zheng Fan himself doesn't know what rank he is now if he leads troops to fight?

But Zheng Fan still understands some rigid things.

When going out on an expedition, military supplies are definitely the top priority. No matter what time it is, keeping soldiers fed and drunk is the most direct and effective way to maintain their will to fight.

And the army from the Naiman tribe finally appeared on the second day, but the Naiman tribe did not launch an attack directly, but began to spy on Zheng Fan's side by means of rangers.

Uncle Zheng didn't bother to play sentry battles with them, didn't bother to expend that energy, and continued to signal Ke Yandong and Jin Shuke to stand still.

Another day later, the servants and slave soldiers of the Naiman tribe also arrived. In a short time, the size of the Naiman army in front of Uncle Zheng had exceeded 20,000.

The gap between the enemy and the enemy has more than doubled, or even tripled.

You ask Uncle Zheng if he is in a panic?

Still a little flustered, but impossible to show.

Uncle Zheng is very commendable, that is, he seldom does things that he doesn't know what to do, and if he does, he just does his own major.

for example,

How to be a good mascot and give full play to the maximum effect of the mascot\

,"In this matter,

Uncle Zheng definitely has a strong self-confidence, it's out of practice!

Not just sleeping outside when he killed the third prince,

the following few days,

Uncle Zheng always sat on a chair or simply made a small bed with a pile of hay, and slept at the gate of the camp in such a grandiose manner.

This kind of behavior has indeed played a role in stabilizing the morale of the army.

In addition, the barbarians have a natural disdain for the savages, and at the same time, the barbarians are convinced of the strength of the Yan people. Seeing that the uncle of the Yan people is also his new master is so calm, everyone's hearts are also quiet.

no way,

Who told this barbarian army to be pulled out to fight by themselves before they had undergone reorganization?

If it was his direct lineage, Uncle Zheng wouldn't have to deal with this at all.

Although it is difficult for the physique of a sixth-rank martial artist to catch a cold, Uncle Zheng's head was still a little swollen after several consecutive nights of cold wind from the snowy field.

period,

The Naiman Ministry sent an envoy to express their willingness to negotiate peace, and kept their posture very low.

The Naiman tribe is willing to compensate the slaves and livestock to appease Uncle Hirano.

Even though he had the upper hand, he still had to bow his head. Zheng Fan knew that the deterrence of all this came from the flag of the Great Swallow and Black Dragon that he unfurled.

Uncle Zheng was also very sensible, and warmly received the envoys of the Naiman tribe, expressing great expectations and desires for the peace talks.

Just when the envoy of the Naiman Department was pleasantly surprised that he was about to complete the task, a condition came that made him dumbfounded.

Uncle Zheng requested,

Hand over the eldest prince of the Naiman tribe first, because he is the chief culprit who massacred Jin people outside Xuehaiguan. This kind of person must be brought back to Xuehaiguan. At the same time, Emperor Yan will order a trial.

In addition, King Naiman was at a disadvantage and failed His Majesty Yanhuang to confer on him, but King Naiman was a prince after all, so he needed to set off in person, enter Xueguan, and then pass through Jindi, enter Yanjing, and personally plead guilty to His Majesty Yanhuang.

at last,

Uncle Zheng patted his chest and explained his yearning for peace and his hope for a better future.

The messenger left the Yan Army barracks in a daze as if he had seen a ghost.

Didn't I see a ghost?

Hand over the prince?

This, the conditions are very harsh, but the emissary feels that it is not completely hopeless, after all, there are quite a few sons of the head of the family.

Even if there is a third child missing, there is still a litter if there is one missing eldest.

Moreover, the eldest prince's power and ambitions are growing more and more, in fact, he has already been suspected by Naiman King.

But what the hell is it that you have to hand over Naiman King?

Is this still a peace talk?

You can figure it out with your toes,

If the price of peace is to sacrifice one's own leader, then his own leader hadn't been knocked out of his head by the stars, otherwise how could he agree to the so-called peace talks?

stalemate, confrontation,

It lasted almost four days.

During these four days, the Yan army has been avoiding the battle, hiding in the camp.

Obviously the camp is not considered strong, but it also depends on who is being dealt with, how can one use a sledgehammer to kill a chicken, for the savages, the camps made by the barbarians who are not very good at camp tactics are enough to make their teeth hurt.

After negotiations failed,

The eldest prince of the Naiman tribe has led his troops to challenge twice near the camp, but the Yan army still has no intention of going to war. If you want to fight, just come and fight. Anyway, even if the rations you brought with you when you set off are all gone, there are still so many people here. I have more food and livestock seized earlier, I have something to eat and drink, so I'm not in a hurry.

Another reason why the Naiman tribe began to gradually become presumptuous and actively provoke and seek war was that they discovered that this Yan army seemed to be different from the Yan army they had imagined.

This Yan army,

their armor and weapons,

It's as dilapidated as my own side!

The savages don't know that the savages have placed them at the bottom of the chain of contempt,

so,

They have come to despise barbarians now.

But during this time, Uncle Zheng remained motionless.

He was counting the days, Liang Cheng's detour should be successful.

The plan given by the Savage King is very important to grasp the timing.

Only by grasping this point in time can the Naiman tribe be defeated at the lowest cost when they are weakest, and at the same time, they must be rushed here before reinforcements from other tribes arrive here.

Once the Naiman tribe is destroyed or defeated, the other tribes will not understand the truth of the cold lips and teeth. They only know that it is impossible for the Yan people to go to the snowfield to graze. Without a Naiman tribe, the Naiman tribe The vacated pastures and the fleeing population can just be divided up by them.

this is the truth,

Because of the rise and failure of the savage king,

What was lost in this process was not only the army of more than 100,000 savages,

At the same time, a group of far-sighted and insightful tribes were lost.

The essence has been swept away, and the rest are short-sighted tribes and leaders.

On the fifth day of the standoff,

A large number of sentry cavalry were released from the Yan army camp and began to counter pressure the savage sentry cavalry.

at the same time,

The spies trained by Xue San himself also started to dispatch.

The barbarian sentry cavalry were all the most elite warriors of the Keyan tribe, and Xue San's subordinates were truly one in a million, so the sentry cavalry of the Naiman tribe suffered heavy losses for a while.

On the sixth day,

The military situation came from the front sentinel,

A Naiman cavalry force with a number of about 5,000 left the headquarters and retreated.

Uncle Zheng immediately drew his knife,

Hacked in half the chair on which I had been lying for a week,

At the same time, he kicked Jin Shuke and Ke Yandong's butt,

shouted:

Drumming, attack!

Zheng Fan didn't think that the more than 5,000 mobilized Naiman cavalry were the opponent's suspicion,

Because Zheng Fan didn't think Liang Cheng would fail.

This is confidence in Liang Cheng, absolute confidence in the quality and ability of the devil king under his hands!

Therefore, the backyard of the Naiman tribe must have caught fire.

Moreover, if we wait and wait and see, it may not take another day or two for reinforcements from other nearby wildling tribes to arrive.

Under Zheng Boye's order,

Jin Shuke and Ke Yandong brother personally organized,

More than 7,000 barbarian cavalry drove out of the camp and began to line up outside.

This scene frightened the Naiman tribe, because their eldest prince had just taken away 5,000 elite troops from the headquarters and rushed back to defend, which made the leader of the army, the younger brother of the Naiman king, a little at a loss and hesitant Whether to take the initiative to attack or retreat to defend.

A Ming, a tool man, rode a horse and followed Zheng.

On the battlefield, wherever the Lord is, he has to be there, he has to enter his role, to be that emotional arrow-blocking machine.

And Uncle Zheng,

Facing these seven thousand barbarian soldiers who had only known each other for less than half a month,

Once again, he showed his expertise.

Uncle Zheng rode a pixiu, passing in front of the army formation, holding his saber high, and the pixiu under his crotch was also very sensible, coordinating with Uncle Zheng galloping four hooves, trying to make himself look more majestic and majestic.

And when Uncle Zheng opened his mouth,

A Ming and Xue San immediately looked at each other, both of them were astonished.

Not only these two demon kings,

In fact, there are still gold techniques that can reach Brother Ke Yandong, as well as a large number of barbarian cavalry.

Warriors of the Ke Yan Division!

because,

Zheng Fan's words were spoken in barbaric language.

Even the demon kings themselves don't know when their master learned the barbarian language, but the current facts prove that Zheng Fan did learn it, and he spoke it fluently.

In fact, Zheng Fan had many opportunities to learn barbarian language, but since the move from Hutou City to Green Willow Fort, it has been a tradition to require barbarians to learn Xia language.

For example, Jin Shuke, although his use of idioms is still a bit rough, but the problem of communicating in Xia language really doesn't exist anymore.

Xue San let out a hehe and whispered to A Ming beside him:

My lord is really hiding something.

Who would really be satisfied with just being a mascot for the rest of his life? A Ming asked back.

What you said makes us seem like bad guys training yu in the forbidden room.

The Lord takes the initiative to learn and pursue progress, shouldn't we be happy?

But why is there no news at all?

What do you say?

I do not know.

Ah Ming ignored Xue San, picked up the wine bag, and took another sip of blood. It tasted very delicious and delicious. He had to take a few more sips now, because he had a premonition that he would lose serious blood later.

Zheng Fan brandished a long knife,

shouted:

Warriors of the Keyan Department, I am your new master. You should all know me these days, Zheng Fan, Chief of Dayanxue Customs, Bo Hirano!

Ben Bo didn't dare to say anything else in his life, but there was one thing that Ben Bo was good at, and that was winning battles!

these years,

In all the battles that Ben Bo has experienced, he has never failed, and every time he returns with a big victory!

This time, Bember believes it will be the same!

in front of you,

It's a savage in the snow field.

Have you seen the provocation of the savages to us a few days ago?

Bember puts the words here,

If it is not you who are stationed in this camp these days, but the regular Yan army!

Even if you borrow the courage of the savages, they dare not take the initiative to provoke you!

But now, they dare!

Why?

Because the savages think that the Yan people are not easy to bully, but you savages are easy to bully!

savage,

Look down on you barbarians!

Yes,

You are looked down upon by savages, you are looked down upon by savages!

By the great brute,

You as her people,

To be looked down upon by this group of uncivilized beasts who drink blood and only know to linger on the snow field!

Provoking ethnic antagonism and creating regional discrimination is the best way to ignite anger before the war.

Uncle Zheng is a good player here, why not instill more murderous aura into these barbarians before going to battle and charge?

Warriors of the Ke Yan Division!

I can give you fine armor, I can give you sharp sabers, I can give you sharp arrows!

I can give you cattle and sheep, I can give you slaves, I can give you a family, and the whole family has no worries about food and clothing!

I can bless your Ke Yan tribe,

Thrive and thrive in the snow customs,

I can protect you from the torment of disease, and I can protect you from hunger and cold!

I can shelter you all,

I can give you everything too!

but please,

Prove to me first,

you,

Are you worthy of what I have given you!

prove to me,

Your bravery, your fearlessness, your strength!

By the gods,

He will be high in the sky,

looking at you,

looking at his people,

Will belong to the bloody bravery and strength of the barbarians,

Written on this snowfield that no barbarians have set foot in thousands of years ago,

here,

From today,

The legend of the barbarian will also be spread!

The stalwart of the wild god,

It will make the stars that the wildlings believe in dimmed!

Zheng Fan pulled the rein,

Pixiu under the crotch immediately raises its front hooves and rear legs to stand tall,

Between the sniffs, even a small string of flames spewed out.

Because it hasn't grown up yet, this is already the limit of what this Pixiu can do now, and it can be regarded as giving Uncle Zheng enough face!

Uncle Zheng's knife pointed directly at the direction where the soldiers and horses of the Naiman troops were in the distance.

Blood infusion, almost boiling,

shouted:

Follow bember,

Crush them!