Conflict among nations: I am a tyrant

At this time, it was the middle of winter, Qin Tian and his party had a large number of people and horses, and the chariot and the civilians could not walk fast, so they walked for three or five days before leaving the Zhou Land and marching in the direction of the Song Kingdom.

On both sides of the car, the bad guy express probes back and forth to check the surrounding situation in case of accidents.

In the middle of the line, a bad man Pegasus came, "Lord, I found a murderous slave in front." "

Fierce slave, one of the five giants of the grassland. Since the decline of Donghu, they have developed and grown faster, and have been rampant in the grassland, proud of the world.

"In the middle of winter, why did the Fierce Slave Man appear?" Qin Tian asked.

"They are chasing the Chinese merchant people. These merchants also have a lot of money, and the slaves come for it!" replied the bad man.

Qin Tian looked at the four fields and prepared to fight.

"All the chariot men and others quickly went up the mountain and formed a formation to prepare for the fierce slaves!" Qin Tian ordered.

They had not only an army, but also a large number of civilians, as well as countless money and goods, which could not be raided by surprise, so they could only form a formation and prepare to fight against the fierce slaves.

The soldiers and civilians pushed the carts and goods up the mountain quickly.

Qin Tianli looked out from the high mountain and found that a group of Chinese merchants were rushing towards this side, and the fierce slaves behind were chasing and killing with war knives.

It seems that there are about 30,000 fierce slave soldiers, and there are about 7,000 Chinese merchants and ordinary people. Some Chinese people had no horses, so they could only run around, and were cut down in a pool of blood by the fierce slaves, and took their money.

In the cold winter, the Chinese people screamed miserably, only in exchange for the vast world and snowflakes.

Qin Tian was furious, and he ordered: "Dai Zong and the others will lead the team to form a formation, and go with five hundred Shura cheetahs to save the people!"

In the grassland, the Chinese people are crying: "We are just the people, we don't have much money!" "The gold and silver are all for

you, let us live!" "Let us go!" "The more the fierce slaves killed, the more they became sexual, and they laughed wildly: "Huaxia people, let you go to see your Bodhisattva!" "One knife and one sword, weak summer!" "Huaxia sick man, write your poems!" The

grassland murder made these aliens even happier, they waved their war knives and slashed one after another.

The ferocious slaves are running rampant, and Qin Tian, the lord of the Great Qianguo Country, has arrived. Qin Tian opened Mu Tianzi's bow and flew an arrow.

The

long arrow pierced through seven people one after another, injuring another horse.

Mu Tianzi's bow is an artifact in the world, and its lethality is extremely huge.

Only then did the ferocious slave see Qin Tian in the distance.

"Who?"

"That kid is amazing

!" "Kill him together!" "

Pegasus, the slave man, rushed over. They are a people on horseback and are good at riding and shooting, but the range of the bow and arrow is far less than that of Mu Tianzi's bow, and it will not hurt Qin Tian at this time.

Woo ......

Qin Tian Pegasus struck in a row, and nearly a hundred fierce slave bandits died under his arrows.

The two sides approached, and the slaves began to draw their bows and arrows.

In an instant, arrows rained down. The Fierce Slaves have been famous for a long time, and their rain of arrows is also very terrifying.

Behind Qin Tian, the Shura Cheetah began to fight back, paying tribute to the sky with arrows.

Both sides are masters of riding and archery, fighting desperately to the death, and Pegasus roars.

Just a face, more than 1,000 fierce slaves died, and more than 100 Shura cheetahs were killed and wounded.

"Kill the past and save my people of Huaxia!" Qin Tian roared angrily, and he was the first to kill among the fierce slaves.

He pressed King Mu's bow, with a demon spear in one hand and a tyrant's blade in the other, and waved his hands wildly to kill the murderous slave soldiers. At this time, Qin Tian turned into a terrible chariot again, and the place where he rushed left rows of dead corpses of fierce slaves.

The fierce slaves are always strong, and they draw their swords and kill the Shura cheetah. There were many fierce slaves, and they slashed with knives, and some lone Shura cheetahs were cut off their horses.

It's a tough battle. There are few people in the Qianguo, but they are facing the main force of the fierce slave Zuo Governor. This was another encounter, so that Qin Tian didn't have time for his subordinates, and he couldn't be clever.

The war horses on both sides clashed back and forth, and they were all red-eyed.

Many timid Chinese people ran to the mountains in the distance, and some people turned their horses back, "I will wait for the public life and death of Yu En!" "The Chinese brothers live and die together!" "Today, why should I die in battle?" These people

were so arrogant that they waved their weapons and killed Pegasus back. Judging from their dress, they look like heroes in the green forest, listening to accents, like Great Sui warriors.

Nearly a thousand Great Sui warriors came back together, and some of them were wounded, but they were still not afraid at all, slashing and killing the murderous slave soldiers.

On the grassland, there are more than 30,000 fierce slaves, and the Chinese warriors together are only more than 1,500 people.

"You go first, fight and retreat!" Qin Tian shouted to those Sui warriors.

"Engong save me, how can I abandon each other, Engong doesn't leave, we don't die!" shouted a red-haired man. He wielded a jujube yang lance in his hand, dressed up like a heavenly official, and like crazy, he waved the lance and beat randomly, killing countless fierce slave soldiers.

Qin Tian knew that this person was righteous, and shouted: "After the two of us are broken, the army will retreat while fighting!" When

the red-haired man heard this, he applauded loudly, and slapped several fierce slaves to death with a wave of the jujube yang lance.

After the two broke off, the Shura Cheetah and the other armies retreated while fighting, and gradually withdrew to the bottom of the high mountain. By this time, the people who had fled had already gone up the mountain and joined the battle.

Eighteen horsemen on the mountain came down, and the big bow in his hand shot fiercely, shooting the murderous slaves.

These eighteen people were all dressed in black, covered with black cloth, and their long black cloaks fluttered like flags in the distance.

Yan Yun's eighteen horsemen are coming. Eighteen of them are special soldiers, one enemy and one general, these eighteen Pegasus descended, and the momentum was enough to reach a large army.

Although the ferocious slaves were brave, they were also killed a little timidly. They secretly said in their hearts: Over the years, they have fought fiercely with Han Zhao Donghu, but they have rarely seen such a powerful warrior.

Yanyun's eighteen horsemen caught it, killed it for a while, and covered the army up the mountain.

Seeing that there were more people's belongings on the mountain, the fierce slave people shouted even more loudly: "There are more Chinese women there!" "Big cart

of money and goods!" "Rob them!" The money and goods women increased the courage of the fierce slave soldiers, and they charged desperately.

The soldiers in the large array at the foot of the mountain shot arrows. Qin Tian brought five hundred Shura cheetahs to save the people, and there were five hundred more on the mountain, and these five hundred had already formed a large array, selected the terrain, and prepared bows and arrows. The army fired arrows in a chaotic manner, and hundreds of fierce slaves were shot and killed in an instant.

The terrain is very favorable to the Chinese coalition forces. It is not easy for the ferocious slave to rush up the mountain.

Qin Tian and the Chihan slaughtered back and slaughtered wildly for a while, killing the fierce slaves with a river of blood. The big man waved his big lance, his red hair was like fire, the more he frantically froze, the cry was like thunder, and he was like the reincarnation of a fierce god.

Yan Yun's eighteen horsemen also slashed hard, they had fused ant genes, their strength was far above the Shura cheetah, they cooperated well with each other, and their combined combat effectiveness was very strong.

The Chinese coalition army was fierce, captured and occupied the terrain advantage, and finally killed the fierce slave army and protected its own people.

Although these fierce slaves retreated, they did not leave, they collected the soldiers, and gathered the team to prepare to attack the mountain again.

"Those carts are very exquisite

, there must be a lot of treasures in them!" "Call some brothers and rob them

!" "It looks like a Chinese prince, and there must be treasures with you!" shouted

the fierce slave at the bottom of the mountain. There are also some fierce slaves screaming and surrounding, all the time, the Chinese people do not bring much food, and they will be trapped to death sooner or later.