Chapter 1879

Until now, the wizard said that Jie Li would lead the grassland to win the war?

This is undoubtedly a blow to him.

It's not that he doesn't want the grassland to win, but that he doesn't want Jie Li to win.

Once Jieli wins, this guy's reputation in the grassland will be higher, and his hope of rejuvenation will be more slim.

At the thought of this, Tuli felt like a thorn in his heart, and the pain was unbearable.

He glanced at the cheering Jieli, filled with resentment.

Jieli knew all this in his heart, but at this time, he didn't care about it. Instead, he opened his arms, looked at the hot-air balloon sincerely and tried to accept the blessing of Sirius God.

This is what the wizard said. As long as he sincerely looks at Sirius God, Sirius God will bring courage, force, wisdom, blessing and so on to this land. Himself will lead countless grassland warriors to rush into Datang and rob Datang's wealth and women, so that these humble Han people can remember that the land they stepped on is a gift from Sirius God, Once Sirius gets angry, the grassland warrior will raise the butcher's knife again and sacrifice Sirius with the blood of all people in Datang.

At the same time, on the hot-air balloon.

Zhang Feng patted Chumo, who was half squint, and said angrily, "wake up, we have arrived at the Turk camp."

He didn't blink just now for fear of missing the Turkic camp, but Cheng Tieniu is a good guy. He can sleep upside down. I don't know if he was born a pig in his last life?

"Feng Zi, why do you bother me again?"

Chumo slowly opens his eyes and rubs them. Then he looks as if he has reached something. His face changes as if he is frightened: "Fengzi, what did you say just now? We're in the Turkic camp? Where? Where?"

Then he got up, lay down by the basket, looked down and saw a crowd of people: "Mom, so many people?"

"What? Are you afraid?"

Zhang Feng held his chest in both hands and said with a sneer, "if you're afraid, I'll throw you down now, so it'll be all right."

"How?"

Chumo quickly turns to look at Zhang Feng, showing a flattering smile, as if he was afraid that the other party would really throw him down. Seeing that the other party didn't speak, Chumo asks, "Fengzi, what do you do now?"

In fact, he was very afraid, but now he had arrived at the Turkic camp. It was useless to be afraid. Even if he jumped, there was no whole body.

Besides, I'm in heaven. Turks shouldn't be able to do anything about themselves, right?

Thinking of this, he didn't know where there was a courage, as if he was not afraid.

Zhang Feng saw that this guy had finally regained his masculinity and no longer cared about it. He looked at Chang sun Chong and Du Gou: "you should have no problem?"

After that, without waiting for the two to answer, he said, "since there are no questions, start preparing."

Chang sun Chong and Du gou are so angry.

Originally, they wanted to say they were afraid and let the iron bull throw it.

As a result, this guy didn't give himself a chance to speak.

I can only scold in my heart. Feng Zi has no fart and eyes after giving birth to his son.

Scold to scold, the work still needs to be done, and they began to reluctantly prepare gunpowder.

Chumo sees that Zhang Feng didn't call him, so he lies on the basket and complacently appreciates the scenery, but the good time doesn't last long. Zhang Feng's fierce drink comes again.

"Cheng Tieniu, you're going to die. Do you think I won't work without asking you? Go and get ready."

Chumo hears this and runs away, playing with the gunpowder with Chang sun Chong and others.

At this time, Zhang Feng's anger came down. He glanced at the crowd: "wait a minute, I order to throw gunpowder. Don't be confused."

Then he went to the basket and observed again.

He is very strange. What are so many Turks doing together?

And they look up at themselves one by one. Can it be the hot-air balloon these guys like?

However, this is a good thing. The more people, the stronger the lethality of gunpowder.

Originally I wanted to find Jie Li's big account. Now it seems that Jie Li may be mixed in, so I'll blow it up here.

After making up his mind, Zhang Feng turned his head and waved to the back, motioning to the people to bring up the gunpowder.

The three understood, and one came forward slowly with two bundles of extra large explosives in his arms.

"Look there. Wait a minute. I'll let you vote. You can vote."

Zhang Feng glanced at the crowd and looked serious. He didn't know how many times it was. He was really worried about the bad things of these guys.

"Oh, I see. You've said it 800 times."

Chumo glances at Zhang Feng impatiently, then glances down, wondering. "Ah, why are all these dogs gathered together? What are they doing?"

"Isn't it clearly here?"

The eldest sun looked down at us as if he knew us very well. "We look down on us when we take so much gunpowder and don't hide. That's looking down on us."

"Yes, it's fucking looking down on us."