"What, the people we sent to Fengbianzhai were killed by all the Han cavalry in Baishi Pass? Pilia, why are you crazy? You dare to say such nonsense? Believe it or not, I will chop your head!"

Just in the gorgeous tent of the Tuli tribe, Tuli, sitting on the tiger-skin seat, leaned forward slightly, his eyes glared at an officer in the tribe kneeling on the ground with a pale face, and his face was filled with flesh and blood. His face was full of anger. It was just because of his age that the fat on his face had fallen down, Tara was under his cheekbones, so at this time the patriarch of Tuli tribe was very angry, and he laughed anxiously, "Last time you were drunk in the army and talked nonsense, I spared you once for your uncle's sake, this time you are not

He has had conflicts with Shifa again. If you dare to talk nonsense, even if your uncle pleads with you, he will not be able to save you. The Han cavalry has not entered the Gulang grassland for decades, and the army sent by their court a few months ago has also been withdrawn one after another, and the general's one is also arrested. You say that the Han cavalry has wiped you out. Tell me where did those Han cavalry come from? There are only two songs of Han cavalry in Baishiguan, more than one thousand people. You went there today. Tell me, how did they wiped you out? Hum?"

"Class leader, really, it's true!" The pale-faced Sand Tumen officer screamed affectionately and excitedly, "What we met was really Han cavalry, with a population of about two thousand. Before the war started, Shifa had not even met those Han cavalry. He had been killed by a Han officer with an iron spear one mile away. Today, most of the soldiers sent to our tribe were killed. As soon as I broke out, I rushed to report to the patriarch..."

"Bang..."

Before Pili's words were finished, a whip was whipped on his face, and a bloodstain cracked from his left forehead to the corner of his mouth, and crossed the corner of his eyes and nose. Pili's screamed and covered his face and fell to the ground. Blood was bleeding from the gap between his fingers. However, a strong man with a fur-bearded face sitting next to him couldn't help it. He dropped the leg of lamb in his hand, took out the whip, and whipped Pili's whip hard. Just as Pili's face was rolling on the ground with his face covering his face, the man stood up and stepped over the table. The whip in his hand was still constantly whipped towards Pili's body, one whip was ruthless and one whip loudly, and one whip was whipped by a crisp whip that cut through the air. Pili's whip was whipped like a top, his clothes were broken and his skin was blooming. While screaming loudly, he rolled in the big tent.

"Hahaha, a Han man killed Shifadu with an iron spear one mile away? Piria, you can't make up anything, why don't you say that a Han man emitted a flash of lightning from a hundred miles away and destroyed our Tuli tribe, or killed the two thousand warriors in our tribe with one punch, just let you run back to report the news..." The man slapped hard and cursed, "You dog, you must be dizzy when you drink and have not woken up yet. I'll wake you up and sober up, so that you can't be sober and have a memory, so that you can't talk nonsense in this big tent in the future..."

"It's true... the patriarch... what I said is true..." Piria screamed while rolling on the ground.

Tuli kept squinting his eyes at Pilia who was being thrust on the ground. Slowly, as Pilia's voice became smaller and smaller, Tuli's brows slowly frowned, "Tusa, enough..."

"Father, let me slap him to death..." The man whipped Pilia hard again, "Pilia is usually smooth-mouthed and likes to talk big. She doesn't even know who she is when she drinks a little cat peeing. This time she will let him have a good memory..."

"I said, enough!"

Tuli's tone suddenly rose, his tone suddenly became stern, and he stopped.

Tuli looked at the ground with almost one breath, and was moaning Pilia, then looked at his son, rubbing his temples with his chubby hands full of gem rings, and pondered for a moment, "Take people with you, go to Fengbianji to see. If Shifadu is fine, when you arrive, Fengbianji has almost taken it down..."

"Ah, father, do you believe the nonsense that Piria said? What kind of Han people killed Shifadu with an iron spear one mile away? How could there be such a powerful person in this world? How could there be such a person? If he said it was a hundred steps, maybe I would still believe this dog..." Chu Sa said with a lip and said with a slight lip.

"You take Piria with you. If you go there and prove that he is nonsense, you cut off his head and give it to Shifadu!"

"Haha, I will choose the Han women in Fengbian Village first this time..."

Tuli glared at him, "Go quickly!"

"Yes!" Chusa knew that his father agreed, licked his lips with satisfaction, put away the whip on his hand, grabbed Pilia on the ground, and walked directly to the door of the big tent...

"What I said... is true... is true..." Piria, who was almost unconscious, was still crying weakly, and holding his Tuza, he just curled his lips and smiled disdainfully. At this time, Tuza was thinking about the appearance of those fierce Han women in Fengbian Village, and his heart was full of passion...

Tusa walked to the door of the big tent, and the servants on both sides had raised the curtains for him. Just as he had just stepped out of the big tent, Tusa's strong body flew backwards at the door of the tent in a loud bang. An iron spear penetrated Tusa's body with a thunderous force, and flew back into the big tent with Tusa's body with a huge force, smashed the big tent, nailed Tusa's body directly to the ground, and killed instantly.

"Ah..." Looking at Tusa who was nailed to the ground by the iron spear in front of him, the leader of the Tusa tribe shouted, stood up suddenly, pointed at Tusa who was nailed to the ground with his trembling fingers, and shouted, "Tusa..."

The attendants in the big tent were slightly stunned and suddenly panicked.

"There are assassins, there are assassins..." A servant shouted, and a group of servants actually ran to Tuli, trying to protect Tuli.

In just a blink of an eye, the panic outside could be heard in the big tent gradually becoming louder and louder. Amid the panic of countless Shatu people, there were also the shouts of killing from Han people and the dull sound of horse hooves...

"Get out..." Tuli shouted, pulled out the scimitar beside him, overturned the table in front of him, and then rushed out of the tent...

Just as he rushed out of the Tuli tribe's tent, Tuli saw a young Han knight riding a black and white-hoofed rhino dragon horse, holding an iron spear in one hand, and stole blood from a group of servants outside the tent, and his speed was like lightning. In the blink of an eye, he killed him...

A spear stabbed...

"Who are you?" Tuli roared, raised the scimitar in his hand, and slashed at the young man.

The scimitar in Tuli's hand was like hitting a speeding train, and it bounced away instantly. Then the next moment, Tuli felt a flash in front of his eyes, and then his throat hurts. Only then did he realize that his throat had been penetrated by a spear...

The next moment, Tuli felt his feet suddenly leave the ground and his whole body suddenly came into the air.

The spear tip of the spear pierced directly from Tuli's throat and penetrated it from the back of his neck. Then, Tuli's fat and strong body, like an insignificant prey, was lifted up by the man with the spear in his hand, rode on his horse, and raised it high...

The last scene I saw in Tuli's eyes, which was raised in the air, was the burning camp of Tuli's tribe not far away, and there was a strong Han cavalry burning and killing everywhere. The panic members of Tuli's tribe were now like prey being chased, falling one by one under the swords, guns and arrows of the Han cavalry...

What a fast gun!
Chapter completed!