The devil is coming

Chapter 386 Crush them!
The third prince was stunned at this time. He never expected that the countermeasures and responses he had come up with in the tent after being captured would end up like this.
From Uncle Zheng’s mouth, he learned two amazing facts;
The Savage King seems not to have been escorted to Yanjing as rumored, and is probably in the hands of Uncle Zheng;
Moreover, the Savage King seems to have taken refuge with Uncle Zheng and is making suggestions for Uncle Zheng. As a result, the plan for the Yan army to attack the Naiman tribe at Xuehaiguan was personally formulated by the Savage King.
For a moment, an icy chill swept through the third prince's spine. This chill did not come from his impending death, but from a kind of despair.
If the savage king surrenders at the feet of the wild man,
That whole snowfield,
What future could there be?
What hope can you ask for?
No one knows the horror of the Savage King better than the third prince. In the third prince's view, even if the Savage King fails in the end, it is by no means the failure of the Savage King himself.
Because what the Savage King faced was a terrifying Yan Kingdom, and at the same time, it was also a snowfield filled with scattered sand.
If Xueyuan could give up their prejudices, unite and give the Savage King more support, the situation in Xueyuan would not be able to collapse to such an extent.
If Xue Customs is not lost, or if it can be snatched back in time, Xue Yuan can still take the initiative against Jin, instead of the current situation, where the Yan people can directly send troops if they want to fight.
"Hehehe...hahahahahahaha..."
The third prince suddenly laughed,
reach out,
He grabbed the dagger 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. Instead, he looked very magnanimous.
The changes in this scene,
Zheng Fan felt a little surprised.
The third prince in front of him seemed to have suddenly changed into a different person.
The appearance has not changed,
But temperament,
Correct,
It's just that the temperament is completely different from before.
Everyone needs a mask. Some people only have one mask for their whole life, and some people need many masks.
The third prince has taken off his mask,
This barbarian "talented man" who was once praised by the barbarian king as the prime minister and assistant in the past, now really has that kind of magnanimity.
"Uncle, you Yan is so arrogant and aggressive, your outcome in the future may not be much better than mine."
Zheng Fan yawned and nodded.
Instead of refuting, he admitted frankly.
At this point, it is really boring to argue with the person in front of me. At the same time, what will happen to Dayan in the future, and what does it have to do with him, Uncle Hirano?
In front of Uncle Zheng, there may be Cao Cao or Sima Yi, but it will definitely not be Grandpa Yue.
The third prince obviously did not curse Zheng Fan intentionally before his death. He was not a person who could not afford to lose. In his heart, this man still had a touch of nobility that should not belong to a savage.
He continued:
"But I think, given time, the snowfield will become your Uncle Zheng's pasture, and the people of my Holy Clan will also become your slaves at the feet of Uncle Zheng.
Hundreds of years of confusion,
The fate of my holy clan,
After all, he still cannot be controlled by himself.
A day like this is just fine;
It’s okay not to look at a snowfield like this;
It’s okay not to take such a life! "
The third prince shouted the last three sentences.
The last word was shouted out,
He grabbed the dagger and plunged it into his heart.
"puff!"
blade,
It didn't penetrate too deeply, but the third prince was in great pain, and his whole face was twisted in pain.
Last night, he once said that Bai Wuyi is a scholar.
Now he has truly tasted the bitterness of being a scholar. He does not know martial arts, has been weak since he was a child, and has not exercised his muscles. If he were not the son of King Naiman, his fate would be the same as that of many newborn and weak babies in the snowy fields. Deliberately abandoned by his parents into the wild, he was picked up by a wolf.
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, then flowing along the dagger to his palm. You could clearly feel a moist and hot feeling coming from your palm.
But even if he doesn't practice martial arts, he still knows that he will still have a long time before death.
When you want to die, you can't die simply. It's really a torment in front of everyone.
When Zheng Fan saw the third prince's face, it turned red. This was not because of the injury, but because of... shame.
The third prince seemed to want to try pulling out the dagger and stabbing himself again, or holding the dagger and stirring it inside his body.
however,
He had just moved the dagger,
The wound trembled,
The pain immediately made his whole body tremble.
"hiss………"
The third prince took a breath of cold air, and his body spasmed, causing his palms to feel as if they had lost strength.
Wanting to commit suicide is actually not an easy thing, especially with cold weapons.
Zheng Fan couldn't help but think of the TV series he watched in his previous life, where any female character could take a knife and wipe her own neck with blood, which was really unrealistic.
However, Uncle Zheng suddenly felt that it was inappropriate for him to desert at this time, and that he was a bit disrespectful of the prince in front of him.
The third prince looked at Xue San with pleading eyes.
Not begging for mercy,
But he said with difficulty:
"Please... please help me, General..."
Xue San looked at the third prince and smiled:
"The dagger is poisonous, but it is chronic. If you wait any longer, you will die."
Xue San likes to play with poison, and it is common to quench poison on his daggers and hidden weapons. Ordinary quick-acting poisons, to be honest, are of little use in a master duel.
Because masters can control their own energy and blood to contract muscles and seal acupuncture points, the rapid poison can be clearly felt from the beginning, which makes it easier for them to suppress the damage of the poison to a minimum.
This kind of treatment is a little more chronic, cutting the flesh with a soft knife, taking your time, and you won't feel anything at first. By the time you feel it, the toxins have already spread.
The third master is doing high-end dirty work.
Hearing this, the third prince nodded gratefully to Xue San.
then,
He turned his head with some difficulty to look at Mrs. Wu.
He really likes this woman from Jin. This woman is different from other women in the snowy field. She is well-educated and good at playing music, chess, calligraphy and painting;
When she is by your side, you can give yourself an illusion.
As if I were not living in the cold wind of the snowfield,
Instead, I was sitting in a small courtyard with white walls and black tiles under the spring rain in the south of the Yangtze River.
The third prince was very grateful to her, grateful that she had brought him so many days of happiness and beauty, without any blasphemous beauty.
Madam Wu is now covering her mouth and kneeling on the ground with a look of horror on her face.
She had not taken the initiative to stand in front of the third prince before.
If you say you want to kill the prince, kill me first!
She didn't crawl at Uncle Zheng's feet and said that she was willing to do anything for Uncle Zheng, just asking him to spare the third prince's life.
She didn't do anything because she was terrified.
Such scenes, such scenes,
She is from a woman's family,
Already there are six gods without a master.
The third prince smiled at her reluctantly,
then,
Turning around again,
He looked at Zheng Fan sitting in front of him.
Uncle Zheng sat on the chair, leaned back, crossed his legs, crossed his hands and placed them on his knees.
The third prince was very grateful because the uncle of the Yan people did not turn around and leave. He was waiting for his final death.
Before death, people are actually particularly sensitive and can easily be involved in a lot of melancholy.
"Uncle, I have never touched Mrs. Wu."
The third prince said.
Xue San's ears trembled when he heard this.
Co-authored by his master, Cao's thief's good deeds have even spread throughout the snowy plains?
"Please uncle, please spare 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 hobby.
Not to mention anything else, the Hakkas in the family also need to have good looks, a good figure, and charm, but they can always "keep themselves as pure as jade".
When your feelings may involve the devil, you have no choice but to be cautious.
Uncle Zheng pointed at Mrs. Wu who was kneeling there and said:
"If you are a Jin citizen, you will be reinstated."
Although the blind man has not yet worked out a formal and specific method to deal with the Xueyuan Jin slaves, he has already communicated the spirit of this with Zheng Fan.
That is, when Jin slaves return to Xueguan, they will be directly separated from their slave status and given land for farming.
Right now, what Snow Customs lacks 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 one of our own.
As for the Jin people, if you rescued him, you helped him, and the interests are the same, they will definitely follow you.
Therefore, when sending troops this time, on the one hand, Uncle Zheng felt that his face had been beaten by the Naiman tribe. Uncle Zheng had a bad temper, so he naturally had to take it back ten times.
On the other hand, they took this opportunity to establish their authority and warn many tribes in the snowfield to make concessions on the issue of Jin slaves. After all, the last time the savages entered the pass, God knows how many people were robbed. In short, less than half of the entire country Basically, nine out of ten rooms are empty.
The third prince nodded assuredly,
Then with a smile,
Looked up,
Look at the blue sky above your head.
He hoped to keep this smile until his death.
But he found that this movement, this posture, was really tiring now.
He was so tired that he couldn't breathe.
Therefore, he had to lower his head again and said:
"Uncle, I want to write a poem."
After all, he is a savage with a scholar's heart. Even before death, he also wants to deliberately maintain his own dignity.
Uncle Zheng nodded,
Road:
"it is good."
The third prince took a deep breath,
There is a complex and profound light in the eyes,
immediately,
Let out a long sigh,
then,
Open your mouth:
"........."
he died.
He didn't read a single word of his poem, he was just stuck on the expression of reciting the poem.
"Your Highness, Your Highness!!!"
At this moment, Mrs. Wu finally couldn't help but burst into tears.
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 posture and this picture were beautiful.
It can't be said to be very tragic, nor can it be said to be very desolate. In fact, it is difficult to arouse the resonance of anyone.
Because not many people really understand this picture.
Except for Zheng Fan, several people,
No one else knows,
The dead savage man in front of me,
It was the one the Savage King said he wanted to kill, and it was the one the Savage King himself certified. If I let him go, he would definitely become my existence in the future.
his death,
Let Zheng Fan feel like strangling a "hero" to death with his own hands...
Do not,
This is not appropriate,
He strangled an era to death with his own hands!
Maybe, even if the third prince survives this time, he may not really be able to rise in the future. He may die from a fall while riding a horse, an assassination, a disease, or a betrayal, making it impossible for him to Follow the path the Savage King envisioned.
But no matter what,
Myself,
Killed all possibilities with my own hands.
Zheng Fan looked at Xue San,
Xue San also cast a glance at his master,
"Lord?"
"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 these words, he felt that his tail bone was shaking, if there was any left.
The content of these words and the expression on his face made Third Master feel that his master was so perverted that he was fooled.
But, I really like it surprisingly.
"Don't worry, Lord, it's all in my subordinate's mind."
Uncle Zheng nodded,
He ordered the left and right:
"Camp here and I'll take a nap."
finished,
He rested his elbows on the armrests of the chair, held his chin, and closed his eyes.
Too lazy to find a place,
Just fell asleep right here.
For a time,
There was silence all around,
Both the prisoners in custody nearby and the Keyan tribe warriors around them subconsciously lowered their steps to make as little noise as possible.
While he is sleeping,
this world,
It should be silent.
……
"This matter is not all caused by you. Forget it if you lead the troops to chase those escaped slaves, forget it if you can't catch them. Why do you kill them and build a base when you clearly catch them? You idiot, I How could there be a son as stupid as you!"
King Naiman cursed at his eldest son.
The news just came,
The Yan army has already broken through the pasture that originally belonged to the Anyang tribe on the west side of Shentan, and the front has actually approached the Naiman tribe itself.
The cause of all this is the eldest son’s misbehavior!
"Father, what's wrong with my son? Those Jin slaves dare to betray the tribe and run away. They should be killed, and they should be shown their shame. Otherwise, how can we manage the slaves in the tribe in the future?"
"You bastard, you're stupid!"
King Naiman was so angry that he no longer wanted to speak. Now that his third son's life and death were unknown, it was a huge blow to him.
"Father, don't worry. Even if the Yan people send troops this time, they won't have too many troops. My son is willing to lead my Naiman warriors to meet the enemy."
Peace is peace, and alliance is alliance. Just as Uncle Zheng has always wanted to free his hands to deal with the Xueyuan tribe, the leaders of the Xueyuan tribe have never naively believed that this kind of peace can last forever.
Therefore, they also used their own methods to find out the strength of Xue Customs.
As far as they know, there are not many soldiers and horses under the command of Mr. Ping Ye at Xuehaiguan.
But despite this, he was still terrifying, because behind the Ping Ye Bo stood the Jingnan Marquis of the Yan people, and at the same time, the entire Yan Kingdom.
Even if he can win the conflict with Xue Customs, what if Yan State sends a large army next, or sends the Nanhou of Yan State to lead an expedition to the snow plains again?
After losing the Savage King, the Snowfield Savage Tribe had no centripetal force. They simply could not organize a national war capable of fighting a huge country.
But the situation in front of us must be dealt with, and the Yan army cannot be allowed to attack here.
However, when faced with his eldest son's request to fight, King Naiman did not directly agree. Instead, he appointed one of his younger brothers as a general to lead his own warriors to fight the enemy. At the same time, he made his eldest son and his second son, who had always been at odds with the eldest son, serve as deputy generals. , each led his troops and horses to fight together.
King Naiman knew one thing very well. The more critical the situation, the more he had to be wary of his son.
After making these arrangements, the warriors of the clan began to prepare for the expedition.
Afterwards, the Naiman King met with the envoys from nearby tribes who arrived yesterday. This time, the Naiman King did not hesitate and agreed to divide the slaves and livestock in exchange for the other tribes sending troops to help, and asked them to quickly return to their respective tribes to persuade them. The leader sent troops.
King Naiman even cited an example that he had heard from his third son before, which was called lip death and tooth cold.
After all this is done,
The somewhat tired King Naiman returned to his tent.
This royal tent is very large and can be divided into many small rooms.
King Naiman walked directly into the innermost place and saw a beautiful woman sitting there weaving a leather coat.
The woman was about thirty years old, dressed in red. She was sitting there, shining like a ray of light, which made King Naiman extremely fascinated.
Although this woman failed to give birth to a child for herself, she firmly held the heart of King Naiman.
The woman smiled brightly at the Naiman King,
"Meow……"
A meow came from under the bed, and then a black cat walked out of it. This was her pet.
King Naiman sat down by the bed and 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 and passed away, snoring.
The woman put down the leather jacket in her hand, glanced at King Naiman who was sleeping soundly on her bed with a slight look of disgust, and shook her head.
Road:
"It seems something happened to the Naiman tribe."
There were only two people in the royal tent, and one of them had already fallen asleep.
But immediately, a third person's voice sounded:
"Do you regret it?"
This sound comes from the black cat.
The woman stretched and did not answer in a hurry.
The cat jumped directly onto the bed, looked at the woman, and said:
"Hua Ji, do you regret it?"
The woman was a little helpless and had no choice but to say:
"You seem to want to hear four words from my mouth that I regret?"
"Yes."
"Does it even need to be said?"
"Look at the man you chose. Even if the tribe is in disaster, he still chooses to come back here to find a woman. Why were you blind and chose him in the first place?"
"I was originally interested in his third son."
"But they didn't want you? Then you found their father?"
"Yes, he doesn't want me. He is very wary and wary of me. I took the initiative to throw myself into my arms, but he didn't want me. Then I had no choice but to go to his father's bed and listen to him call me mother."
"Women, are all this boring?"
"Stop talking nonsense, what should we do now? I heard that the Yan people's army has already reached the west side of the deep pool. It is 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. Moreover, even if they can be blocked this time, when the Yan people send an army over again, the Naiman tribe will eventually be destroyed.
These barbarian nobles who did not follow the barbarian king into the pass,
They don't know clearly,
Yan people,
How cruel!
It's okay if you let them take advantage.
If you cause them to suffer a loss, even if it is just a small loss, the Yan people will do whatever it takes to regain their face.
Their emperor, their marquis, and their generals are all a bunch of lunatics, complete lunatics! "
"Isn't it because I was almost eaten back then? You actually hold a grudge to this day."
"If I had been one step slower back then, I would have been swallowed whole by the Pixiu under the crotch of the Northern Marquis of Yan!!!"
"I know, I know, you are wronged, you are wronged."
The woman picked up the half-knitted leather jacket, looked at the stitches carefully, and said:
"But I don't plan to leave. In my eyes, there is actually no difference between Yan people and savages. They are all human beings anyway;
Just like us in their eyes, it doesn't matter whether they are cats or foxes, they are all monsters anyway.
this person………"
The woman glanced at the unconscious King Naiman again,
"He is already useless. When I chose him, I thought he was easy to control and obedient, and he did not disappoint me.
But now, since he has no use anymore, let's just let him go. "
"You won't leave, and you won't run away?"
The cat's eyes flashed with suspicion, and then he said in shock:
"Do you want to stay?"
"Yes, I am a princess, a delicate and beautiful princess. No matter how barbaric the Yan people are, the soldiers are still men after all. I don't believe that after that uncle Pingye broke into the king's tent and saw me, he
Will not be moved by me. "
Hua Ji said this,
I couldn't help but cover my mouth and laugh "hehehe".
"Well, isn't that what men are all about?"
"Ah."
The black cat made a sound of disdain.
"What's wrong, you won't accompany me anymore?"
"What should I do with you? I still want to live for a few more years. It's not easy for us demons to open up our 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 them. You can't even draw from them. To the slightest bit of nobility.
Even if he resisted some king, it was of no use at all!
nowadays,
There is Pixiu in Yanjing. That kind of existence is most sensitive to our demon clan and likes to eat demons for a living;
There are fire phoenixes in Chu State, and there is no shortage of monsters in the great swamp. It is easy for those Chu State wizards to deal with us;
The Qi Refiners of Qian Kingdom are eager to kill us one by one to accumulate their merits in the world.
That Ping Ye Bo from Yan was personally canonized by the Emperor of Yan. He should have a lot of nobility, right?
You do not want?
You really don't want it?
Can you really give it up? "
Talking,
The woman couldn't help but stick out her tongue and lick her lips, which was particularly charming.
"Hua Ji, don't think of this world so simply. After all, this is a human world. What if that Uncle Hirano looks down on you?"
"How could he look down on me? Unless the State of Yan enthroned a eunuch as Ping Ye Bo, or the Ping Ye Bo's wife is more beautiful than me and can serve and please men.
Ah,
You said,
Is this possible? "
……
The more than 7000 soldiers and horses of Keyan'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 Naiman tribe to come over.
However, because of the previous seizures, the harvest was quite abundant, so there was no need to worry about the lack of food, and because according to wartime habits, Uncle Zheng also proudly slaughtered many cattle and sheep directly from the spoils to reward them, so these The morale of the warriors of Keyan tribe has always been very high.
Uncle Zheng's ability in marching and fighting was due to the fact that he did not dare to act recklessly. Therefore, in fact, Zheng Fan himself did not know what rank he would be in if he led troops to fight?
But Zheng Fan still understands some stereotyped stuff.
When going on an expedition, military supplies are definitely the top priority. Keeping soldiers well fed and drunk at any time is the most direct and effective way to maintain their will to fight.
The Naiman tribe's army finally appeared on the second day, but the Naiman tribe did not launch a direct attack, but began to spy on Zheng Fan's side as a ranger.
Uncle Zheng didn't bother to play any kind of sentry battle with them, didn't bother to expend the energy, and continued to signal to Brother Ke Yandong and Jin Shu to stay put.
Another day later, the servants and slave soldiers of the Naiman tribe also arrived. In an instant, the size of the Naiman tribe's army in front of Uncle Zheng had exceeded [-].
The numerical gap between the enemy and ourselves has exceeded twice, or even almost tripled.
Ask Uncle Zheng if he is panicking?
I was still a little panicked, but it was impossible to show it.
One thing about Uncle Zheng that is very commendable is that he rarely does things that he is not good at. If he wants to do something, he should do his own specialty.
such as,
"How to be a good mascot and get the most out of it",
In this matter,
Uncle Zheng definitely has strong self-confidence, which he has learned through practice!
Not just sleeping outside when he killed the third prince,
the following few days,
Uncle Zheng usually sits on a chair or simply makes a small bed with a pile of hay, and sleeps openly at the entrance of the camp.
This kind of behavior did play a role in stabilizing the morale of the military.
In addition, the barbarians have a natural contempt for the barbarians, and at the same time, the barbarians are still convinced of the strength of the Yan people. Seeing that the uncle of the Yan people, who is also their new master, is so calm, everyone's hearts calm down.
no way,
Who told this barbarian soldier to be pulled out to fight without being reorganized?
If he were a direct descendant of his subordinates, Uncle Zheng wouldn't have to deal with this at all.
Although it was difficult for a sixth-grade martial artist to catch a cold, Uncle Zheng's head was still a little swollen after the cold wind of the snowfield blew for several nights.
period,
The Naiman tribe sent an envoy, expressing their willingness to negotiate peace and keeping a very low profile.
The Naiman tribe was willing to compensate the slaves and livestock to appease Pingye Bo.
Although he clearly had the advantage, he still had to bow his head. Zheng Fan knew that all this deterrence came from the banner of the Great Yan Black Dragon that he had flown.
Uncle Zheng was also very sensible and cordially received the envoy from the Naiman tribe, expressing his great expectation and desire for peace talks. At the same time, he expressed to the envoy Dayan's basic attitude of hoping for peaceful coexistence and good neighborliness with all tribes in the Xueyuan.
Just when the envoy of the Naiman tribe was pleasantly surprised that he was about to complete his mission, a shocking condition came.
Uncle Zheng requested,
First hand over the eldest prince of the Naiman tribe, because he is the culprit of the massacre of Jin people outside Xueguan. This kind of person must be brought back to Xueguan, and at the same time, ask Emperor Yan to order a trial.
In addition, King Naiman failed to control his subordinates and failed to live up to His Majesty the Emperor's canonization of him. However, King Naiman was a king after all, so he needed to set off in person, enter Xue Customs, then pass through the Jin Dynasty, enter Yanjing, and personally apologize to His Majesty the Emperor Yan.
At last,
Uncle Zheng patted his chest and elaborated on his yearning for peace and his hope for a better future.
The envoy left the Yan army camp in a daze, as if he had seen a ghost.
Didn't you see a ghost?
Hand over the eldest prince?
This condition is very harsh, but the envoy feels that it is not completely hopeless. After all, the leader of his family has quite a few sons.
Even if the third child is missing or the eldest child is missing, there will still be a litter.
Moreover, the eldest prince's power and ambition were growing more and more, and he was actually jealous of the Naiman King.
But why do you want to hand over King Naiman?
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 head was not knocked unconscious by the stars, otherwise how could he agree to the so-called peace negotiation conditions?
stalemate, confrontation,
It lasted almost four days.
During these four days, the Yan army could not avoid fighting and hid in the camp.
Obviously the camp is not strong, but it depends on who you are dealing with. There is nothing better than a knife to kill a chicken. For the savages, the camp made by the barbarians who are not very good at camp warfare is enough to give them toothache.
After the negotiation failed,
The eldest prince of the Naiman tribe once led his troops to challenge twice near the camp, but the Yan army still had no intention of fighting. If you want to fight, just come and fight. Anyway, even if the rations you brought with you when you set off are used up, there is still such a thing here. I have plenty to eat and drink from the grain and livestock I captured earlier, so I'm not in a hurry.
Another reason why the Naiman tribe began to become more and more bold and proactive in provoking war was that they discovered that this Yan army seemed to be different from the Yan army they imagined.
This Yan army,
Actually their armor and weapons,
It's as shabby as my own!
The savages don’t know that they have placed them at the bottom of the contempt chain.
Therefore,
They now began to despise the barbarians.
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 seizing this moment can we defeat the Naiman tribe at the minimum cost when they are at their weakest, and at the same time, before reinforcements from other tribes arrive here.
Once the Naiman tribe is destroyed or defeated, other tribes will not understand the meaning of death. They only know that it is impossible for the Yan people to go to the snowy fields to graze. Without one Naiman tribe, the Naiman tribe will The vacated pastures and the escaped population can be divided up by them.
this is the truth,
Because of the rise and fall of the Savage King,
This process not only lost more than [-] savage troops,
At the same time, a group of far-sighted and insightful tribes were also lost.
The essence has been swept away, and what is left are short-sighted tribes and leaders.
On the fifth day of the confrontation,
The Yan Army camp released a large number of sentinels and began to suppress the barbarian sentinels.
Simultaneously,
The spies trained by Xue San himself also began to dispatch.
The barbarian sentries were all the most elite warriors of the Keyan tribe, and Xue San's men were truly the best, so the Naiman tribe's sentries suffered heavy losses for a time.
By the sixth day,
The sentry in front came to the military situation,
A group of Naiman cavalry numbering about [-] broke away from their headquarters and retreated.
Uncle Zheng immediately drew out his knife,
Cut the chair he had been lying on for a week in half,
At the same time, he kicked Jin Shuke and Ke Yandong in the buttocks.
shouted:
"Drumroll, attack!"
Zheng Fan did not think that the more than 5000 mobilized Naiman cavalry were the enemy's suspicion formation.
Because Zheng Fan didn't think Liang Cheng would fail.
This is his confidence in Liang Cheng, his absolute confidence in the quality and ability of his demon king!
Therefore, there must have been a fire in the backyard of the Naiman tribe.
Moreover, if we wait and see, reinforcements from other nearby savage tribes may arrive in a day or two.
Under the order of Uncle Zheng,
Jin Shuke and Ke Yandong organized it themselves,
More than 7000 barbarian cavalry drove out of the camp and began to form an array outside.
This scene shocked the Naiman tribe, because their eldest prince had just taken away five thousand elites from the tribe and hurriedly returned to the defense, which made the leader of the army this time, the younger brother of the Naiman King, a little overwhelmed and hesitant. Whether to take the initiative or retreat to defend.
A Ming, a tool man, followed Zheng on horseback.
On the battlefield, wherever the Lord is, he has to be there. He has to step into his role and be the arrow-blocking machine that has no need for emotion.
And Uncle Zheng,
Facing these more than 7000 barbarian soldiers whom I have only known for less than half a month,
Once again demonstrated his expertise.
Uncle Zheng rode Pixiu and passed by the front of the military formation. He held his saber high, and the Pixiu under his crotch was also very sensible. He galloped with uncle Zheng's hooves, trying to make himself appear more powerful and majestic.
And as soon as Uncle Zheng opened his mouth,
A Ming and Xue San immediately looked at each other, and both were shocked.
Not only these two demon kings,
In fact, there are also Jinshu Ke and Brother Ke Yandong, as well as a large number of barbarian cavalry.
"Warriors of Keyanbe!"
because,
Zheng Fan said these words in barbaric language.
Even the demon kings themselves don't know exactly when their master learned the barbarian language, but the current facts prove that Zheng Fan did learn it and spoke it fluently.
In fact, Zheng Fan had many opportunities to learn the Barbarian language, but since the move from Hutou City to Cuiliu Fort, it has become a tradition to require the Barbarian soldiers to learn the Xia language.
For example, Jin Shuke, although his use of idioms is still somewhat new, the problem of communicating in Xia language really does not exist anymore.
Xue San said "hehe" and whispered to A Ming beside him:
"Your Majesty is really secretive."
"Who would really be satisfied with just being a mascot for the rest of their lives?" A Ming asked.
"What you said makes us sound like bad guys training in a forbidden room."
"Master, take 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."
A Ming ignored Xue San, picked up the bottle of wine, and took another sip of blood. It tasted delicious and wonderful. He had to take a few more sips now because he had a premonition that he would lose serious blood later.
Zheng Fan waved his long knife,
shouted:
"Warriors of the Keyan tribe, I am your new master. These days, you should all know me, Dayan Xue Customs Commander Hirano Bo Zheng Fan!
In this life, Uncle Ben dare not say anything else, but there is one thing that Uncle Ben is best at, and that is winning battles!
these years,
In all the battles that Ben Bo has gone through, he has never been defeated, and every time he returns home victorious!
This time, I believe it will be the same!
in front of you,
He is a savage from the snowfield.
Have you seen the provocation the savages challenged us in the past few days?
Bember puts his words here,
What if the people stationed in this camp these days are not you, but the regular Yan army!
Even if you borrow the courage of the savages, they won't dare to 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 barbarians are easy to bully!
savage,
I look down on you barbarians!
Yes,
You are looked down upon by the savages, looked down upon by the savages!
The great barbarian god is above,
As her people, you
He was actually looked down upon by this group of uncivilized beasts who only knew how to survive in the snowy fields! "
Stirring up ethnic antagonisms and creating regional discrimination is the best way to ignite anger before war.
Uncle Zheng is a good player at this. Before charging into battle, why not instill more murderous intent into these barbarian soldiers?
“Warriors of Keyan tribe!
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 tribe will have enough food and clothing!
I can protect you Ke Yanbu,
Continue to thrive in Snow Customs,
I can protect you from illness, I can protect you from hunger and cold!
I can protect you from everything,
I can also give you everything!
But please,
Prove it to me first,
you,
Are you worthy of what I have given you?
prove to me,
Your bravery, your fearlessness, your strength!
The barbarian god is above,
He will be high in the sky,
Looking at you,
Looking at his people,
Will belong to the barbarian blood bravery and strength,
Written on this snowfield where no barbarians had set foot thousands of years ago,
Here,
From today,
The legend of the Barbarian God will also spread!
The majesty of the barbarian god,
It will make the stars that the savages believe in dim! "
Zheng Fan pulled the reins,
Pixiu under his crotch immediately raised his front hooves and his hind legs and stood up tall.
In between breaths, a small string of flames even spurted out.
Because it hasn't fully grown up yet, this is the limit that this Pixiu can do now, and it can be regarded as giving Uncle Zheng enough face!
Uncle Zheng's knife pointed directly in the direction of the distant Naiman troops.
Qi and blood are instilled, almost boiling,
shouted:
"Follow my uncle,
Crush them! "
(End of this chapter)