Thousands of troops in the camp, a ray of red fire sideways startled.

The northern Mu side, who was originally full of grief and indignation, saw Ryukyu holding the Xiongnu Dynasty and they came here, and they were very happy.

With no need of empress Xiao's orders, several generals rushed out of the battle and took over Ryukyu and the northern Mu king.

In an instant, the Xiongnu, who had the absolute upper hand, became a prisoner of the lower ranks.

"Please send the mourner alone." The Empress Dowager Xiao, who was covered with a white veil, came quickly. She was also a role. She couldn't care about her son's strength. She immediately spoke in a deep voice, and waved at one side. Tens of thousands of northern herdsmen and horses immediately got up.

"Xiao Chengying, good, good." Being held by Ryukyu's neck, he felt the amazing power behind him. The Huns were alone, gnashing their teeth, but could not help it.

"Get out of the way." When Ryu Yue saw this, he grabbed the Hun king and went to the black and gold tent of empress Xiao, the northern mu. He stood high and shouted at the Hun soldiers who were blocking the way in front of him.

There are several generals of Xiongnu in front of me. I see that Qi Qi looks at the Xiongnu king.

"Get out of the way." The Hun's face was livid, but it was direct. He yelled and didn't do any small moves.

The prairie people are naturally fierce and straightforward. Winning is winning, losing is losing, and there are not many hard to get people.

Tens of thousands of troops gave way in a moment. Empress Xiao took the lead and escorted the Hun king to the front.

The iron hooves are so powerful that they come out through the array and go far away in an instant.

Carefully arranged for a long time, they were able to get a good chance to bully the widows, but Cheng Yaojin, who was killed in the middle, ruined everything, and became angry and killed the Xiongnu.

But there is no way, only to watch their own king, fell into the hands of the enemy, far away.

Across the prairie, across the ice.

One day and one night, a hundred miles.

In the evening of the second day, a large number of iron black northern herdsmen and horses came in the distance, and the rescuers arrived. At this time, they had also entered the border of northern herdsmen.

Even if there is no Hun in the hands of hostages, at this time their northern herdsmen are not afraid of his Hun's army.