Gudebai's two thighs were already rubbed and painful, but he did not dare to complain and gritted his teeth and followed the team.

The team of more than 7,000 people rumbled like a moving tide, which seemed shocking from a distance!

Batumonk walked in the middle of the team surrounded by the wolf guards of the Golden Tent, with his sons opening the way and breaking the way.

The scouts kept spreading out of the team and returning, and the military guards on the nine sides did not move and watched them enter the pass.

But all the people around were moved away, which made Batumonk very regretful.

But what made Batumonk more gratified was that other people continued to join along the way.

So much so that by now, the old guy named Zhou has a team of as many as 3,000 people.

Their diet is provided by themselves, and they can even provide some for their 4,000 people.

As for their three thousand people, Batumonk, they didn't take them seriously, they were just mobs.

It would be more convenient to be cannon fodder then, and he did not intend to let his wolf guards be the pioneer.

Perhaps in order to end the battle as soon as possible, everyone was preparing to rush the road with one person and two riders.

"Great Khan! The people of the Wolf Guard met with them, they were tough! The Wolf Guard did not keep anyone, and he also lost one."

Batumonk frowned when he heard this, and waved his hand to stop and ordered people to find Old Man Zhou and Gudebai.

If the wolf guards feel it is difficult, it means that the other party is really a little trick, and even one of the wolf guards has died.

This is not a simple matter. It is obvious that the other party is not as simple as Goodbai said.

After a while, Gu Debai and Old Man Zhou came on horseback.

There were about a dozen strong men around them, all of whom had long waists, hips, swords and eyes, and they could tell they were not good at it.

"Da Khan, what happened?!"

Batumonk looked at the two of them and his eyes gradually became cold: "I just encountered each other, and my wolf guard lost one!"

As soon as he said this, the old man named Zhou's face changed. Does he know what the wolf guard means?

Whether it is a common family fort or a grassland tribe, there is actually a natural habit.

That is to train full-time soldiers to protect the safety of the tribe or castle.

They do not need to be responsible for production, but only need to work hard and practice martial arts. Once the tribe is attacked, the castle is attacked.

They need to fight for the tribe and the fort, and all their offerings are borne by the tribe and the fort.

Although all the young and strong in the Tatar tribe, even the elderly, women and children, can ride horses.

But not everyone in the young and strong is like the legendary one, and is a full-time warrior.

Most of the time they still need to shepherd sheep and herd cattle, while the "Wolf Guard" is completely different.

Wolf Guard is to select full-time soldiers.

They don't need shepherds or herding cattle, they only focus on riding, swordsmanship and bows.

They are the core force for the entire tribe to ensure their own safety, and all their supply and demand will be specially allocated by the tribe leader.

The Golden Tent Wolf Guard is what all the Wolf Guards yearn for, because becoming the Golden Tent Wolf Guards means becoming the strongest among all the Wolf Guards.

This is a kind of glory and a kind of affirmation. Being a wolf guard also means that they will get more resources.

The best armor is selected first, and a large number of cattle and sheep are supported by them, drinking the most mellow wine and eating the most refined salt.

The supply and demand of the Golden Tent Wolf Guards naturally came from the Khan, and the only one they obeyed was the Khan.

However, even such a golden wolf guard died!

"I need you to give me an explanation. The one who can kill my Golden Tent Wolf Guard must not be an ordinary soldier!"

As he said that, Batumonk's silly eyes swept directly at Goodbai.

Gu Debai was suddenly a little panicked, but Old Man Zhou looked calm: "Those martial artists are all good players selected by the Ming Dynasty!"

"Although there are not many people participating in the martial arts competition this time, many good players participated in it after all."

Old Man Zhou said, looking at the broad-faced man beside him.

The man stood up and said in a low voice: "Zhou Shou, Zhou Zijiang, who is called 'Jiyu Guns and Rods No. 1, and Iron Arm Kunlun in the Eight-Terms', is in the martial arts juzi."

"I know his ability, not weak in archery, rifle and rod!"

After a pause, he saw the man smiling bitterly and taking off his fur coat to reveal his breasts.

But I saw a long and ferocious scar on it, which cracked from my chest to my abdominal cavity.

"He left me what I had left. If it weren't for my brothers' desperate efforts to save me, I would have died."

Seeing this, Batumonk nodded gloomy with a gloomy face. He knew this man.

He had fought with the wolf guards in the golden tent under his tent, and his sword skills were not bad at riding and shooting.

But he offended the great man in southern Henan and had to fall into trouble, but then he couldn't stay there and could only go outside the pass.

"Give me instructions and the Wolf Guard will search with a team! Don't disperse!"

Batumonk said to the Tatar man beside him, and the man stroked his chest and then went down to pass the order.

Zhang She's mouthful of blood, and the curly beard on his face suddenly turned scarlet.

He also had a wolf-tooth arrow on his back, but he cut off the tail of the arrow and nailed it to his back trembled slightly.

Next door to Male! That calf must be a golden tent wolf guard, and his skills are not something that ordinary wolf guards can do.

When Zhang She thought of this, he laughed "hehehehehehehehe~" but he was still in the hands of labor and capital?!

The war horse was hanging with a glaring Tatar head and a scimitar.

"Brother! You are still carrying an arrow on your back. Hurry up and go back to clean up and don't be so stupid!"

The martial arts practitioners next to him looked at Zhang She's smirk and couldn't help but say anxiously.

It was indeed very dangerous just now, and I almost got it done by the wolf guard.

Zhang She roared and shot the opponent down with an arrow. The wolf guard was also fierce and pretended to be dead.

After several martial artists approached, they suddenly slashed with one sword. If Zhang She had not pounced on him, they would have been killed.

"We have to go back as soon as possible. This time we are probably not easy! This guy may be the Golden Tent Wolf Guard!"

Zhang She is also an old man from the Zhang family who has been to Jiubian back then, and the ordinary tribal wolf guards don’t take it seriously at all.

The wolf guard he killed that year said No. 7 or 8, but this was the first time he encountered the wolf guard in the golden tent.

If it weren't for giving this bastard an arrow before, he might have really touched his mind. Thinking of this, Zhang She glanced at the head.

Hey~! Unfortunately, you have encountered labor and capital, and in the end, labor and capital are still superior in skills!

Zhang She, who hurried back to the camp, did not care about treating the wound, so he found Zhang Long and others and reported his discovery.

By the way, he handed the head and the scimitar to Zhang Meng, and Zhang Meng's face looked very ugly.

"It's the Golden Tent Wolf Guard. Such a good steel knife cannot be held by ordinary Wolf Guards."
Chapter completed!