Chapter 27 The Brocade on the Grassland

Breaking the Qiang tribe, the wooden gate has already been closed, the light on the sentry building in front of the gate is dim, and the sentry above is drowsy. This group of sentries that had just been exchanged drank a lot of horse milk wine during the previous carnival. At this time, they could not take a woman to vent the beast, but they were driven to the high whistle building to blow the cold wind. Naturally, they were very dissatisfied.

"All tribes are celebrating the Festival today, so what else do we need to be alerted?" The sentry muttered, took out another bag of wine from his arms, looked up and took a big sip, and handed it to his companions around him.

"Come on, take a sip. Those leaders and nobles are fucking women in a warm tent, but we are going to blow a cold wind here!" The companion also looked dissatisfied and reached out to take the wine. After taking a sip, he suddenly felt something wrong: "Have you heard any sound?"

The previous sentry said nonsense, "What the sound? Fuck, I heard the sound of the woman shouting the bed!" After taking the wine, he raised his head and poured it into his stomach.

But the sentry's face showed an unbelievable look. At the moment when the sentry looked up and drank, a sharp arrow roared and penetrated into his neck. The sentry fell down without humming, and the horse milk wine flowed down the sentry building with blood.

"Enemy attack!" As soon as he stood up, his face changed: it was a cavalry, a huge cavalry!

Only in a flash, the cavalry was close. When the sentry saw the fierce banner fluttering in the wind, his heart beat indifferently because of the paralysis of the horse's milk wine, because the banner was embroidered with the word "Han" of Douda.

Han army?

How can it be!

Without waiting for the sentry to react, several feather arrows flew and instantly penetrated the sentry's body. He opened his mouth wide and saw that several sentries were falling from the sentry building on the other side. After that, his heavy body fell from the sentry building and hit the grass heavily.

Brother Chou successfully solved the sentry building. The horse roared like a torrent and rushed straight to the village gate. Under the joint impact of the cavalry, the thin village wood collapsed after shaking only a few times. The Xingqi camp shouted and poured in. With the balance of agility and skill and the blessing of the horseback, they bent down one by one and leaned from the camp. Pull out the torches from the burning bonfire and push them forward while still moving them towards the tent.

The flames in the sky ignited from the tents one by one, illuminating the whole camp again for a moment. Many unknown broken Qiang herdsmen just ran out of the tent, and what they saw was a torrent of steel, which could not be responded to. The snowy long knife and spear had been cut in front of the head.

In particular, the ugly brother who took the lead was even more sinister. He absorbed Ma Chao's high-tech attack on Fufeng County, led his hands to rush into the livestock shed, and stabbed the torch in his hand at the bodies of those cattle, sheep and horses.

Cattle, sheep and livestock were originally afraid of fire. When they were done like this, they were even more shocked and irritable. They broke off the reins one by one and rushed to the tent of the camp in panic, instantly making the whole camp jump and chaotic.

How many cattle, sheep and livestock can there be in nomadic camps? Brother Chou didn't calculate it, but he didn't have to calculate it. All he knew was that if these beasts were smarter and all rushed in the direction of those camps, the whole camp would be like being ploughed several times by a huge iron plow!

"Although that guy is ugly, he does a good job when it comes to killing and putting on fire!" Pound, who rushed from the right, saw Brother Chou's dark behavior. On the one hand, he was a little funny and excited. He turned to the three thousand Xiliang iron riders and shouted, "Gather together and charge with me!"

Three thousand Xiliang iron riders quickly unfolded, and the long spear pointed in their hands were raised forward, just like a sharp arrow, shooting fiercely at the already chaotic broken Qiang camp.

On the other side, the horse held a long gun and ran wildly. Three thousand Xiliang iron riders followed him closely like a shadow. The huge riding array seemed to be a secluded from hell, wrapped in the power of breaking everything, like the collapse of the sky and the earth, like a wave beating the shore, and rolling towards the fragile broken Qiang camp in front of him.

The earth under its feet retreated like a tide under the night. There was only the roar of thousands of healthy horses knocking on the earth at the same time, and the whole grassland was trembling and trembling.

Huanyu Qiankun, heaven and earth are only me!

The fierce passion burned in Ma Chao's chest and burned his eyes.

"Kill!"

Ma shouted, and only this word could express his desire at this time.

"Kill!"

Three thousand Xiliang Jianer behind him responded. The sound was like thundering, and thousands of iron hooves stirred up grass crumbs all over the sky, like a rolling iron flow across the rough fence and continued to sprint forward. The front row of cavalry pressed down the spears pointing straight to the void, and hundreds of sharp spears smashed the cold wind, forming A suffocating forest of death.

The last few rows of cavalry raised the * in their hands to the top, and the sharp cold glow made the gray of the sky fade.

This is not a battle, this is a massacre.

After the festival carnival, the broken Qiang tribe did not expect to encounter an attack at this time. They were not prepared at all and were hacked to death or stabbed to death on the grass as soon as they ran out of the tent.

The newly sprouted weed was instantly soaked with warm blood. Perhaps such blood will make the weeds here much more abundant this year. The new life in exchange is always with strange and magnificent beauty.

However, until this time, Ri Muda, the leader of the broken Qiang, still did not know it. He was very excited today because he successfully hosted a sacrificial meeting, um, a particularly meaningful sacrificial meeting.

After returning to the account, Himuda still felt that he was not having enough fun. After drinking another bag of wine, he dragged a robbed Han Dynasty woman. He tore off her clothes and rushed up. The woman under him struggled and shouted, but made him more excited. He shouted randomly and pressed the woman hard. It is as happy as a fiercely fighting beast.

But on his way to immerse himself in the happy expedition, the noise outside the camp couldn't help but stunned him. Although he couldn't think of what had happened, he immediately jumped up like an angry male teacher who was still crying, put on his clothes randomly, summoned his own soldiers, and then carried it. The big knife rushed out.

But as soon as he came out of the tent, the torrent of steel that came into his eyes stunned him, and his drunkenness instantly woke up a lot.

The standard armor still remembered him. It was the Xiliang Army, a cruel wolf group led by the butcher Dong!

How is it possible?

How did Xiliang Army appear here again?

Didn't the butcher Dong have arrived in Chang'an to be the prime minister?

Da Muda has seen with his own eyes how Dong Butcher led his Xiliang iron horse to ravage the Qiang grassland like wolves. They are like evil spirits and jackals, and they will cut off all the heads they can see to make military achievements!

Impossible,

It can never be that butcher!

Hikida has clearly seen the brocade robe. The elegant, flexible but evil and horrible figure is not what the huge and heavy Dong butcher can have at all.

Binty?

The brocade of Xiliang?

The panic in Rimu's eyes became more obvious, because he thought of a sentence that gradually began to spread among the Qiang people:

Only the demon of the Ma family can be called Xiliang and beautiful!