It Starts With A Mountain

Chapter 598

Jin asked his eyes widened, his pupils filled with incredulity, and then filled with fear in a short time.

Some memories are too old, and he no longer wants to recall them, or dare not recall them. No one knows how many late nights, when he closed his eyes, his eyes were full of corpses and blood. If you haven't experienced it yourself, you can't understand that fear. Since that day, the most solid thing in Jin Wen's heart has been shattered, and what is still alive is nothing but a walking corpse.

Even though he is now the king of the Northern Man Group, in fact, he is not very interested in this position. It's just that after the original Beiman King died, no one in the entire tribe was qualified to compete with him. By accident, he got what he originally dreamed of, but he has lost his original interest.

For a long time, Jin Dao thought that he was the only one who came out of the sea of ​​corpses and blood, but he didn't expect that today he bumped into another person who he thought had been dead for a long time.

Fear has filled his heart, the entire team has lost the will to fight, and a large-scale rout has followed.

The troops led by Nohara Huo ruthlessly defeated the enemy, leaving aside those who fled and died on the spot, there were thousands of captured enemies alone.

After the battle, the soldiers swept the battlefield, and the prisoners were unarmed and gathered together.

In battles between the Rong tribes, there are generally two ways for prisoners to either become slaves of the other side, or pay a large ransom in exchange for freedom.

They respect the strong and worship the strong, because on the grasslands, only the real strong can lead them to live.

These people gathered together and looked at the wild fire. He rode a red horse, his whole body was majestic, and his blood became his last medal at this moment.

Everyone has heard a lot about Ye Yuanhuo, but it is indeed the first time to see him.

In front of the people, the wild fire restrained the horse. The horse raised its hoofs and let out a long neigh, and in the setting sun, he was covered in bright red.

"I'm not your enemy." Ye Yuanhuo patted the saddle with a knife: "I grew up on the grasslands just like you. Now, you have two choices, surrender to me or die."

The crowd went from quiet to chaos, and then gradually settled down. The sunset was about to set, but everyone could clearly see that a bright fire rose from the wasteland.

At this moment, it was not only Jin Dao or the captured slaves who were shocked by Ye Yuan Huo, but also Zhong Mushan.

Zhong Mushan didn't have the chance to go to the battlefield, and the chaos didn't affect them who were hiding behind. But he had the opportunity to witness the entire process of the battle. In the war, Ye Yuanhuo is like a heroic soul possessed. When you witness his heroic appearance in battle, it seems that in addition to turning around and running away, it is surrender, and there is no intention to fight with him.

The empire is very large, there are many princes, and there are many famous generals who have been praised to the sky. Zhong Mushan has also been waiting for the opportunity to choose the owner of the rare goods, but whether there is a person in a very large empire who is qualified to become the opponent of Ye Yuan Huo.

It seems that some people live to become kings that all people bow down to.

...

Cheng Dalei and Little White Wolf did not live in cottages flying on the grass every day, basking in the sun and eating barbecued meat every day. Occasionally, they also went out to inquire about information in person, or, in other words, went out to relax.

On this day, the two walked side by side on the grassland.

Cheng Dalei also heard some wind in the battle between Ye Yuanhuo and Jin Wen. With a weak force, Ye Yuanhuo defeated the army that came from the northern barbarians.

"We have also fought with the Beiman Ministry. Jin Wendao is by no means a simple person, but he never expected that he would be defeated by an unknown little person." Little White Wolf said with emotion.

Cheng Dalei nodded, and then shook his head again: "There are talents in Jiangshan, and the old seniors are here to make a name for the newcomers. But this wild fire is not an unknown person. I have heard this name before."

When he came over from the grassland, Cheng Dalei had heard the words "Yeyuan Huo". This man suddenly appeared on the grassland, and swallowed up many tribes with the trend of destroying. As for where he came from, none of the Rong people on the grasslands knew, let alone Cheng Dalei.

The two believe in horses and rein, and there is no purpose. Suddenly raising his head, he saw a cloud of smoke swaying in the distance, and someone was rushing towards this side on a fast horse.

"It's the Rong tribe."

The little white wolf looked at Cheng Dalei and asked what he meant, to see if he should avoid it.

"Caught."

Cheng Dalei's eyes lit up, he was worried that he couldn't get any useful news, so he simply grabbed a Rong clan and inquired about the situation nearby.

The Rong race was very fast, as if they were in a hurry to go somewhere. He and Cheng Dalei had different paths, and he rushed forward with one heart, but Cheng Dalei rushed out on a black bull.

Although the other party was riding a cow, his speed was not slow, and he was about to catch up with him. Although the Rong tribe was not flustered, they took off the bow and arrow on their back, turned around and shot an arrow at Cheng Dalei.

The Rong people are invincible on the battlefield, relying on the superb archery on horseback. Although this arrow was on the back of a galloping horse, it came precisely and quickly.

If Da Lei can be hit by this arrow, then he doesn't need to be in the rivers and lakes. He just waved his hand lightly and caught the arrow. At this time, the black bull had almost caught up. Cheng Dalei jumped in the air and kicked the opponent to the ground.

When the Rong clan got up from the ground, there was already a knife on his neck. The little white wolf gritted his teeth and said, "One move will cost you your life."

Cheng Dalei came over slowly. He had checked the information of this person just now, and knew that his name was Shicao, and his level was not excellent. Even if he was fully armed, he could not escape Cheng Dalei's control.

"Let him go."

As soon as the little white wolf's knife was moved away, Shi Cao rushed towards Cheng Dalei, gnashing his teeth, like a vicious dog that was cornered.

Cheng Dalei kicked him to the ground.

Repeating this over and over again, the quicker the stone grass rushes, the harder it falls. Finally, Shicao fell to the ground, gasping for breath, and the muscles on his face kept beating.

"Okay, okay." Cheng Dalei said, "I'm not a violent person. If you can calm down, we can actually communicate in another way."

Cheng Dalei asked, "Which tribe are you from?"

Shi Cao pressed his lips tightly, not wanting to yield to Cheng Dalei, the Rong family is indeed not an existence that is easy to yield.

Cheng Dalei pouted helplessly, took the little white wolf's knife, played a knife flower in his wrist, and then gently swung the knife down.

There was only a scream like a crying father and mother, and Shi Cao dropped one ear to the ground. Cheng Dalei is indeed not a person who likes violence, but this does not mean that he is not good at violence.

After thirteen knives, Shicao's strong will collapsed and fell to the ground like a pool of mud.