Chiguyev's body paused, and he naturally understood what Luo Yun meant. He wanted to lead his tribe members to fight with the thousands of iron cavalry who came. Their weapons and war horses were seized. Now they were bare-handed and had to fight against the five thousand iron cavalry. Even if the equipment of the grassland iron cavalry was not as good as that of the Tang Dynasty iron cavalry, it would be a death to resist the sprint of the grassland iron cavalry with flesh and blood.

Chiguyev turned his gaze to Zi Chen, and found that Zi Chen's gaze also fell on him. Although he didn't say anything, the expression of that look was very clear. This was to let him and others go to fight.

Thinking of this, a hint of determination flashed in Chiguyev's eyes.

"Sir, don't worry, the bravest warriors on the grassland will prove our loyalty to you..." After bowing deeply to Zi Chen, Chiguyev had already stood up from the ground, and then turned to look at the tribesmen who were still kneeling on the ground.

Under his firm gaze, the members of the Chihuo tribe stood up from the ground one by one. They had already understood what they were going to do next, but their eyes did not retreat or fear, and some were only unprecedented firmness. Everyone looked at Chiguyev with trust.

Even if Chiguyev's next order was to ask them to die.

Seeing such a group of soldiers, Zi Chen and Luo Yun looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's hearts. Did a team with such a strong cohesion surrender that day?

If this team fought to the death that day, it would be hard to say the outcome of the battle.

Fortunately, the number of members of the Chihuo clan is too small. I am afraid that Chiguyev didn't want his tribe to die in vain that day, right?

But now because of Zi Chen, they would rather die.

Could it be that Zi Chen is really the son of a demon god?

"The warriors of the protectors came out..." The firm eyes swept over tens of thousands of Red Fire soldiers, and Chiguyev's cold voice sounded.

As he finished speaking, warriors, including Guta and Wagu, stood out from the crowd one by one. After a while, more than a hundred people gathered.

Seeing this scene, Zi Chen, Luo Yun and others' faces changed again. Each of these more than 100 people was more than two meters tall, and each of them was well-melted and extremely majestic. Their eyes were even more cold, which was the look that they would only have after killing too many people.

It was a look that even one's own life would be ignored, and it was also the most terrifying group of people on the battlefield.

The Red Fire Clan actually hides such a force. If this force suddenly strikes a raid during the escort, then the three thousand iron cavalry led by him and others are really not sure to suppress it.

Thinking of this, Luo Yun was once again full of admiration for Zi Chen's previous decision. If he hadn't let these people go, how could they have turned into this?

However, although Chiguyev swore allegiance to Zichen in the name of the great demon god, after the group of people stood up, Luo Yun still secretly issued an order and was ready to suppress it at any time.

"Before, the traitor who betrayed the great demon god has appeared. Today, you will follow me, tear open the body of the traitor, and be loyal to the demon god..."

Chiguyev said lightly, while the more than a hundred people were listening quietly, without roaring or roaring, only the gradually scorching light.

"Guta, Wagu, you will lead the warriors of the two thousand tribes to fight with me..." Seeing the scorching light in these people's eyes, Chiguyev issued another order.

"Yes!" The two martial artists who had almost succeeded in assassinating Zi Chen responded at the same time, then turned around and began to summon the Xinde tribe members.

But Chiguyev turned around and knelt down on one knee at Zi Chen again and said, "Dear Lord Zi Chen, please pity your loyal servant and give your loyal servant the greatest assistance at the right time..."

Seeing Chiguyev's sincere gaze and thinking that he would rather betray the glory of the warrior than fight against himself and others on the Xiliang battlefield that day, Zi Chen nodded gently: "Okay, as long as your people can withstand the first wave of this group of cavalry, I will launch an attack!"

"Thank you, sir!" Chiguyev said to Zi Chen with gratitude, then stood up again, roaring at the more than one hundred warriors who had already stood up: "The warriors of the Chihuo clan, follow me and rush..."

"Run..." More than one hundred people roared at the same time, and a huge roar actually resounded through the sky. Then they saw Chiguyev stepping barefoot and his tall body ran wildly to the side. The more than one hundred people followed closely behind, following him from the way around the group of prisoners and rushing towards the team of cavalry.

Guta and Wagu also summoned two thousand Red Fire soldiers at the fastest time, and followed Chiguyev with bare hands and running towards the direction of the cavalry.

At this time, the sunset had completely set, leaving only the blood-colored residual clouds in the sky. In the distance, the iron cavalry of thousands of people had appeared in their sight, like a torrent, rushing towards this side quickly.

The four thousand bare-handed warriors led by Chiguyev were like stubborn stones. Even though they knew it was impossible to resist the rushing torrent, they were still rushing towards the surging torrent without fear of death. They wanted to use their flesh and blood to build a steel flood dike...
Chapter completed!