My wife is the reborn boss

At the same time, on the grassland.

More than ten days have passed since the northern barbarian king ruled the eastern grassland.

On this day, all the major tribes in the Eastern Grassland gathered together.

The Northern Man King sat on the head of the big tent with a sword and a golden horse, looking at the many lower gods below and less than ten upper gods who have not been murdered by that man.

Then he narrowed his eyes slightly, hiding all the coldness in his eyes.

All the gods present were shocked by his oppressive aura, and gradually stopped talking.In the end, a needle could be heard inside the big tent.

The Northern Man King said calmly: "My god has already decided that tomorrow he will go to the southern kingdom to rob money, food, and women.

After this myth is finished, whoever agrees with it, whoever opposes it. "

Everyone present looked at each other in blank dismay.

After a long time, Curry boldly said: "God, we had a good life on the grassland, why did we go south? The weather there is hot and humid, and even the air is worse than on the grassland. What's more, the strength of the southern country is strong, and we live on the grassland. Just do what you want, why bother to touch that bad luck? Why bother to lose troops then?"

The Northern Man King slapped him into ashes: "You are full of jingles, do you want to go against the sky?"

He glanced left and right at the people below who were silently chatting, and suddenly smiled: "The grassland is good, but here it is exposed to the wind and the sun, and all the men are in Saihei, and the women are in Bosnia and Herzegovina. Which one of you likes Bosnia and Herzegovina?

Southern women are all white and clean, with thin skin and tender flesh. Even if they don't sleep, they look much more comfortable.

What's more, with the God here, what is the difference between the grassland and the southern country?Everyone continues to be a high-ranking god, but they eat delicacies from mountains and seas, wear silk and satin, live in pavilions, and even the women who warm the beds are delicate and soft.What else are you dissatisfied with? "

"Let's not hide from God, we are afraid of being beaten to death..." Someone in the corner spoke the truth.

"Yes, yes." Someone spoke again, "The guy from the Southern Kingdom who pretended to be you hacked to death almost ten gods by himself, including the God of Heaven. I heard that there are at least as many gods in the Southern Kingdom as strong as him." Twenty or thirty of them, if we go to the southern country, we will die!"

The Northern Man King said quietly: "The god will send you to heaven now, do you want to roar or not?"

The crowd shook their heads wildly.

"Then why are you still standing there?" The Northern Man King scolded angrily, "Don't move yet!"

The crowd scattered as birds and beasts.

After all the gods left to mobilize their respective tribes, the northern barbarian king had deep eyes and muttered to himself:

"Qu Wuming... If I can't kill you, can't I also destroy Zhou Guo?"

That's right, he didn't want to lead troops south for money, houses or girls.

He just wanted revenge.

He doesn't like chaihuo girls with thin skin and tender flesh in the south at all. He likes dark-skinned women with thick lips, big breasts, bucket waist, and ass like a millstone.

And this kind of woman does not exist in the southern country.

Time passed by so quietly, and it was ten days later.

At this moment, on the Great Wall on the border of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the innate talents of the Zhou and Qin countries and the big bosses of "Taoism and Natural Realm" are almost mobilized, including the dead houses of the various sects.

That is to say, some high-ranking people like idle clouds and wild cranes could not find their traces, so they did not come.

Everyone is standing on the city wall and waiting.

After a while, Her Majesty's pupils shrank slightly, and she sent an order through the conch:

"coming!"

Hearing this, dozens of figures jumped down from the city wall, waiting in full force.

If you don't look at it, you don't know, it turns out that there are so many "Taoist natural environments" in the Zhou and Qin Dynasties, there are three NO.40 people!

But this is also normal. The combined population of Zhou and Qin can exceed [-] million.

Among more than 1 million people, there are only [-] to [-] "Taoist natural environments", which is already very small.

After all, this is a world where almost everyone practices martial arts.

Xuankong and Ziyang who stood in the lead narrowed their eyes slightly.

I saw a nearly endless black line appearing at the junction of blue and green at the end of the sky.

Afterwards, the black line slowly unfolded like a scroll, gradually turning into a black cloth covering the grassland green.

If you look carefully, you will find that there is no black cloth here, it is clearly a person!These are prairie barbarians riding densely on top of steeds!

When the opponent was hundreds of feet away, they stopped suddenly, and hundreds of thousands of barbarian knights stood still instantly as if they were one person.

Xuankong and the others gasped. In the absence of the Northern Man King, in terms of high-end combat power, the Zhou-Qin Allied Forces were of course several times stronger than the opponent.

But if it is an ordinary sergeant, the Zhou Qin coalition army is obviously no match for the prairie barbarians.

"Amitabha." Xuankong frowned, and silently recited the Buddha's name, "One good news, one bad news."

"The good news is that the outcome is still in the hands of high-end fighters, and our innate masters and the masters of 'Taoism and Natural Realm' are several times stronger than the opponent, so even one-on-one will be at a disadvantage. The bad news... "

Master Ziyang leisurely smoked his pipe, and said with a smile, "The bad news is...the King of the Northern Barbarians may make a move at any time."

"Then act according to the tactics specified before." Her Majesty's voice came out through the conch, "Before the Northern Barbarian King has not reacted, kill as many high-end combatants as possible. If the Northern Barbarian King Appeared, everyone fled in all directions, exchanging space for time.”

Her Majesty the Queen paused, and continued: "The people within a radius of a hundred miles within the Great Wall have all evacuated. If the Northern Barbarian king pursues them a hundred miles away...necessary sacrifices are inevitable, but I hope that in the future I can see all of you at the celebration party. I hope... there will be none of you there!

I wish you success in this battle! "

Chapter 325: Ten Thousand Enemies

At this time, more than 30 cavalry in the northern barbarian formation took the lead, and these people were the only remaining gods and gods in the eastern grassland.

As for why these gods can fly and ride horses...

Hehe, so what?

It doesn't matter if you are the Emperor or the Emperor, don't you have to ride a horse obediently when you are on TV in the future?

The screen pulls back to the battlefield.

Among these gods, a peerless young handsome came out and shouted: "Wu that thief is bald! The rule on the grassland is one-on-one! Those who have the guts come out and die (Poyin)!"

Abbot Xuankong smiled lightly and stepped out.

Then followed by a dozen shiny big bald heads.

The peerless handsome Durant turned pale with shock: "Where's the one-on-one match that was agreed?!"