"Luo Yun, make a way out and let them get out..." At this time, Zi Chen's voice came again, and then the group of prisoners saw that the cavalry that had already rushing around them gave up a road, a road leading to the grassland.

Is he really going to let himself go?

However, no one took that step for a while. Apart from worrying that Zi Chen would go back on his word, the bigger reason was that they understood, so what if they returned to the grassland?

His Royal Highness Wanyan Gu, the most beloved prince of Khan, died in the battlefield, but they surrendered and became prisoners. With Khan's character of treating the surrendered, they will die when they go back. Not only will they die, but they may also implicate their relatives?

Why not go back? At that time, at least Dahan thought he was killed in the battlefield and would not implicate his family.

"Why? I don't want to go back? Are you afraid that your Khan will punish you? Or are you afraid that I will go back on my word? Don't worry, although I am not old, I am also a man and will never send anyone to chase you. If you want to get out, just get out quickly..." Zi Chen said again, but to his surprise, no one left the scene.

Although he was familiar with the character of Golden Khan and knew that these people would not be able to escape death after returning, he thought that some people would leave with luck. After all, following him north is the identity of a slave. For the arrogant people, losing freedom is obviously more terrifying than death.

They did not leave, obviously because they were worried about other reasons, but Zi Chen was naturally more satisfied with this result.

As for Luo Yun and others, they were all stunned. No one expected that none of these prisoners would choose to leave. Is this letting them leave? Are they so stupid?

"It seems that you also know the consequences of leaving. Since no one of you chooses to leave, I will give you two more choices. First, continue to be your slaves. After heading north, you will either become slave soldiers, become cannon fodders to resist the Northern Barbarians, or become coolies and be enslaved.

2. In the name of the great demon god, you will be loyal to me and become my soldier. Of course, if you think that loyalty to me, a Han man, is a humiliating your nobility, you can also challenge me. As long as you kill me and take my head back to see your Khan, maybe he will spare your life." Zi Chen said coldly.

He knew that his elder brother had arranged such a task for him and would never miss this opportunity to eliminate him. He had only three thousand iron cavalry and wanted to escort these 20,000 prisoners from the edge of the Western Wilderness to reach Beiyun City. This was simply a fool. As long as any pair of grassland cavalry came, once they incited these prisoners, they would have to escape. At that time, they would not complete the task and die according to military law. He did not want to die. Then the only way was to give these prisoners who were already in despair and let them become their soldiers. As long as they were willing to swear allegiance to themselves, then he would be equivalent to having 23,000 soldiers. With such a huge military force, unless the Golden Khan brought people to him personally, ordinary tribal cavalry would not have to take it seriously.

As for the credit issues that these people swear, Zi Chen was not worried. Unlike the people of the Tang Empire, the grassland demons believed in their gods very much. Once they made a promise with the God of Grassland, there was absolutely no reason to break their promises. Otherwise, even after death, they would be abandoned by the God of Grassland. Even if some of these prisoners did not believe it, Zi Chen still had some ways to make them their most loyal soldiers.

"How do we know that after challenging you, your subordinates will not let us go?" At this time, a loud voice sounded among the prisoners.

Zi Chen looked at it and found that he was a big man over two meters tall.

"Luo Yun, pass on my order. If these guys really challenge me to kill me and let them go, whoever dares to stop them will disobey the military order." Zi Chen said coldly.

"Yes, sir!" Although Luo Yun was worried, he still agreed when he thought of Zi Chen's terrible two arrows.

"Now, you can challenge me with confidence..." A sneer appeared on Zi Chen's lips, and then he jumped off the horse's back, and even casually put the longbow on his back on one side, standing in front of the 20,000 prisoners with his hands behind his back.

Seeing Zi Chen so confident, the man who was talking in the crowd was shocked. He didn't seem to expect Zi Chen to really accept their challenge?

Then he looked at the people around him. The people nodded without any trace, then walked out of the crowd and stood in front of Zi Chen.

Seeing that more than ten people came out in one go, Luo Yun raised his eyebrows in the distance and was about to stop him, but heard Zi Chen's voice sound: "Since you all want to challenge, let's go together..."

This is not Zi Chen’s arrogant, but that he has full confidence in his strength.

Although the grassland warriors are extremely powerful and extremely fierce, they rarely have masters. In addition to the spiritual energy of the grassland, the spiritual energy of the heaven and earth is not as abundant as that of the Tang Empire, their own meridians also have problems. Even with the same technique, their cultivation speed is far less than that of the people in the empire. In the duel between the strong, the grassland demons have always been at an absolute disadvantage. Not to mention the others, just as the Wanyan Gu Prince, there are only four warriors around them who are at the level of great martial arts. If they are replaced by the prince of the Tang Empire, they will at least be innate martial arts, or even peak martial arts.

The most powerful martial artists have been shot to death by themselves. I don’t know where the injured one went. The other strong men either died in battle or had fled back to the grassland. Among the guys who could be captured by Tang soldiers, what masters could be?

Among these people, it would be good to have a samurai level.

Besides, even if there are really masters among these people, there are three thousand iron cavalry behind them. If they can't beat them, can they resist at the worst?

The so-called fair decisive battle is just a joke. Zi Chen would not be so stupid as to fight fairly with these prisoners.

Hearing Zi Chen's arrogant words, a hint of joy flashed in the eyes of these soldiers. The man who first took the lead in speaking said loudly: "You are a man!"

As he finished speaking, the man had already stepped forward and rushed towards Zi Chen quickly. Not only him, but also others rushed towards Zi Chen at full speed.

In almost the blink of an eye, the man had already rushed to Zi Chen, then raised his right fist and banged towards Zi Chen.

His speed was very fast, his fist speed was faster, and a powerful fist force was formed instantly. This was actually a strong man who had reached the level of warrior. With his strong body, such a warrior was already qualified to fight against ordinary martial artists in the Tang Empire.

But Zi Chen didn't even frown, and also took a step forward, then punched the other party's fist.

He punched faster, and in almost a blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of the man's fist.

With a loud "touch!", the two fists collided heavily, and then everyone heard a crisp "crack" sound. The giant man's fist bones were instantly smashed, and the arm as thick as an ordinary person's calves was shattered at a speed visible to the naked eye, revealing the thick white bones.

But before his scream could be heard, Zi Chen had already swung a left hook, and the huge force weighing a thousand pounds hit the giant man's chin. Another crisp sound of bone cracks sounded, and the giant man's body as high as two meters was directly bombarded out...

Then Zi Chen paused, moved, avoided the fist of another giant man, then grabbed his wrist and twisted it hard.

"Crack!" With a crisp sound, the man's arm was easily twisted into a twisted shape. His white bones were exposed again. Zi Chen threw it out with a punch and smashed it on the man's head, and also smashed him to the side. This was the result of Zi Chen's mercy.

At this time, another person approached Zi Chen, but Zi Chen did not give him a chance to punch. He quickly took a step forward and then punched the man in the head.

The man was startled and quickly raised his arm to try to resist Zi Chen's punch.

"Crack!" With a crisp sound, facing Zi Chen's heavy fist, the man felt that his arm seemed to be hit by an iron hammer, and it broke. Then Zi Chen raised his leg and kicked him away.

All this happened between the sparks of calcium carbide. No one expected that Zi Chen not only had superb archery skills, but also had such powerful close combat.

In his seemingly thin body, there is such a terrible power hidden?

What did he grow up with?

Several companions fell down in succession, but the group of grassland demons did not retreat, but became more brave. The remaining few people rushed towards Zi Chen at full speed almost desperately.

Zi Chen turned around, and a afterimage was drawn in the air. He turned around and kicked one of the men away again. The hundreds of pounds of weight seemed to have no weight under his feet, as if only an ordinary ball was kicked out.

However, at this moment, the two men came to Zi Chen and grabbed his arm from left to right.

Another grassland man rushed towards him at full speed and punched him directly in the heart.

Suddenly, two men grabbed his arms tightly. Zi Chen looked calm on his face. With the huge force of his arms of three thousand pounds, even if the strength of these two warriors is strong, how can they bind him?

Looking at the man rushing towards him quickly, Zi Chen suddenly kicked out with the help of two men who held his arm, and kicked the man hard on the chin of the man rushing towards him, kicking the man away with a terrible force.

There was even crackling sound from the chin bones, and it was obvious that the whole chin had broken.

However, Zi Chen had just landed on the ground and found that another man had come to him. He had just been hiding behind the man in front of him, his whole body was half-bowed, like a ferocious beast.

His right hand was always placed around his waist, and Zi Chen's eyelids jumped sharply, just because the man had raised his right hand and was holding a painted black dagger in his palm.

Where did he get the dagger?

Zi Chen's heart was beating rapidly, but now it is not the time to think about this. Facing the dagger that was stabbing rapidly, Zi Chen was about to throw out the two giant men holding his arm, but suddenly felt a heavier weight on his arms, and the two of them were emitting a yellow light at the same time.

Martial Artist? These are actually two martial artsmen?

Moreover, there are two martial artists who used the "Roar of the Earth" martial arts, "Roar of the Earth", the lowest level yellow-level martial arts. The only function is to allow true energy to spread throughout the body and enhance their own strength.
Chapter completed!