In the morning mist, hundreds of horses came galloping.

Someone in the small tribe shouted, and then many barbarians rushed out of the tents and wooden houses.

Most of them were wearing animal clothes, with long, knotted hair hanging loosely. They had various weapons in their hands, and some were even carrying a huge animal bone. The sharp top looked chilling to the bottom of one's heart.

"Fire the arrow!"

On the left, Luo Bing led a hundred cavalry to outflank him. When he heard the order, he couldn't help but cursed: "They can actually shoot from horseback?"

Mo Congduan on the right also saw it.

Arrows fell like locusts among the barbarians. Amidst the miserable howls, Ouda took the lead and rushed in.

Luo Bing was staring at Uda.

As the captain of the Zuo Wuwei team on this trip, he thought it was a routine incident, but a routine incident brought them disaster.

The only way to escape is to pursue King Guangling.

How is Yang Xuan's command ability, how is his one hundred alien guards... Luo Bing needs to make an assessment.

If something is wrong, then he will give his own suggestions...

He cannot leave his brothers to an unpredictable future.

The barbarian wielded a long knife and slashed hard, but Ouda easily avoided it on horseback, and the sword made a smooth stroke.

The barbarian fell, and Uda rode forward.

He led the guards like a sharp sword thrust into the midst of the panicked barbarians.

Something interesting!

Luo Bing led his men and charged in from the left.

"For Zuo Wuwei!"

he shouted.

"For Zuo Wuwei!"

They rushed into the midst of the barbarians.

Yang Xuan is watching.

Zuo Wuwei's men rushed in and were very brave at first.

A barbarian roared and threw a sergeant off his horse.

The sergeant fell to the ground. I don't know whether he fell unconscious or had never encountered such a situation before, but he was stunned for a moment.

Just like that, the barbarian overwhelmed him and raised his hand to hit him in the face.

The sergeant struggled desperately, but he had never experienced a battle. His only weapon was courage, and he had little experience.

call out!

Just as the barbarian was grabbing his throat, an arrow flew and the barbarian slowly fell down.

The sergeant looked up and saw one of Yang Xuan's guards rushing over on horseback. He held a bow in one hand and opened his bow again to nock an arrow.

"Mount!"

A colleague led his horse over.

When the sergeant got on his horse, he realized that he didn't have a knife, so he got off his horse and picked up the knife.

Such situations abound.

Luo Bing was roaring and urging.

"Captain, look!" A sergeant pointed at the guards.

The guards had given up chasing the barbarians, but were running back and forth in the camp, constantly taking action to relieve the Zuowuwei soldiers.

This is the nanny!

Luo Bing looked back and saw Yang Xuan talking to Songda in a low voice behind him, occasionally glancing here.

"This is a drill!" Mo Congduan rushed over with blood on his face, "We lost Zuowu Wei's men."

"It's not a shame." Luo Bing shook his head.

"What is that?"

"Many people say that the guards in Chang'an are just watchdogs. I don't accept it, but today... I do!"

"Gather up!" Uda was shouting, and he led Zuowuwei's men and horses to start clearing out the remaining enemies.

More than ten barbarians were taken to Yang Xuan.

"Ask them." Yang Xuan smiled encouragingly at Songda.

Songda was trembling a little.

"roar!"

A bearded barbarian roared at Songda.

"ah!"

Songda exclaimed and stumbled back.

The barbarians laughed.

Luo Bing came and saw this and said: "Kill this person."

Yang Xuan shook his head, "Crush his teeth!"

The old thief was looking for tools, "I don't have a hammer."

Wang Laoer picked up a stone and said, "This is useful."

The old thief grabbed the barbarian's hair with one hand, raised the stone with his right hand and threw it at him.

Puff puff puff!

Teeth fell out along with blood.

"Ask a question." Yang Xuan nodded.

It turned out that this noble man was more cruel than the barbarians... This discovery made Songda feel much better. She asked: "Can you see a group of people passing by nearby?"

No one answered.

These barbarians stared at her with blood-red eyes.

"Old thief!"

The old thief took out the knife.

The screams were like ghosts screaming in hell.

Songda's face turned pale as he watched the pieces of meat being thrown aside.

"I said."

A barbarian spoke.

"It took them a long time."

"What kind of person is he?"

"They are all from Tang Dynasty, a young man, a woman, and an old man."

Songda translated, and Yang Xuan said: "It's them. It seems that we are not going the wrong way. Continue!"

After some questioning, I learned that there was a large barbarian tribe ahead with many people and horses.

"That's the way to go!"

"But how will King Guangling and the others pass?"

…

Butuo's tribe was very large, with three thousand elite barbarian troops under his command, controlling this vast land. There were animals in the mountains, fish in the rivers, and grazing... His life was good.

His lunch was a piece of roast bison, some fruits, some grilled fish and hard bread.

"It's too old to bake." Butuo muttered.

An attendant came in and said, "Those people from the Tang Dynasty are here."

Bu Tuo nodded, and then the mute servant took the lead, followed by King Guangling and others.

"We agreed."

The Loro girl stepped forward.

Buto said in fluent Luoluo dialect: "Yes, you agreed, and I also received the money, but the weather has not been good recently."

The girl glanced at him, her eyes more wary, "No, the sunshine has been gentle recently."

"But the sun is so bright that many beasts can't escape. In addition, we have been a little poorer recently. You have to know that poverty is a sin, and it will drive people to do some irrational actions, such as...
To be continued...