The rich **** smell is almost skyrocketing.
Look at the camp where the corpse is across the field.
All the people headed by Battelle are stunned.
The scene in front of this scene has had little impact on them.
This is too embarrassing, but it is to let them do not know how to be good.
Battelle, who turned over and fell off, was unstable at the foot and almost fell to the ground.
This is for the prairie people who grew up on horseback.
It is too unbelievable.
Did you fall down?
In normal times, if such a thing happens, it will definitely attract a lot of people's ridicule.
This kind of thing should not happen to a grassland person at all.
However, at this moment, no one has that mood.
"Abba, Abba!"
The horrified Battelle shouted and rushed into the camp where the corpse was everywhere.
The body is full of dead bodies!
Look at the familiar faces.
At this time, Battelle is undoubtedly suffering.
Until the one fell in the snow, the body that was almost covered by the snow on his body caught his eye...
"Ah, ah, ah, ah!!!!"
Holding the father’s body in his arms, at this time, Batt’s whole person is close to madness...
"Who is it? Who did it?!!"
The father who used to be his spiritual pillar became a cold body at this moment.
At this time, Battelle’s heart was undoubtedly collapsed.
"At the time, if I was at the camp, I wouldn’t be a father or a dad..."
Various thoughts in my mind continued to flash, and Battelle eventually fell into deep regret.
He regretted that he should not personally take the horse to rob the grain.
Confessing why I didn't stay in the tribal camp at the time!
Strong and complex emotions constantly rushed into my heart, impacting his consciousness and making him painful.
The wind and the snow between the heavens and the earth are still continually sweeping the grassland that has been stained with blood.
And somewhere in this grassland, the leader of the Sunite tribe is in the camp.
Listen to the reports of the subordinates.
On the spot, Abucha smashed the bowl of kumiss in his hand.
"Sand? You told me that I had been robbed for a long time and killed more than two hundred horses. As a result, the Central Plains people were not food, actually sand?!"
At this moment, Abucha's face was ugly and scary.
After a long period of gloom, the whole person stood up directly...
"Give me a man, find the old fox that will be settled!!"
The information of the Central Plains People's Grain Transportation Team was provided by Brig.
The plan to join hands to rob the grain was also proposed by Brig.
Now half-grain food has not been grabbed, but the people he sent to the Sunite tribe have suffered a lot.
If the old fox of the Brigant does not give him a statement.
That is obviously not finished!
The tribal leader who made a fuss after hearing the news is definitely more than Abucha.
However, Abucha is definitely the most temperamental one.
And who is the most calm.
That is probably the thought of the Chaer Khan tribe...
Feeling that the camp curtain was opened, Siqin slightly raised his eyes.
Looking at the man coming in, he gently opened his mouth...
"This time, I have worked hard."
"The leader does not need to be like this."
During the conversation, the man who came in touched his left eye.
"In that year, I was shot by Brigud, and I was seriously injured and escaped. If it was not for the leader to save me, I would have died early."
That's right, the man standing in the Siqin camp at this time is just the one-eyed dragon cloth that had just smashed the Hanal tribe with thousands of people!
Si Qin heard this and chuckled.
Then raise your hand and gesture to the cloth and sit down to the side.
"In the past few years, you have been a horse thief in the periphery of the prairie for me. It is also hard work for you. However, you are too impulsive in the past. Even if you are short of food, you should first and me. discuss."
In this regard, the eyes of the one-eyed dragon cloth and the face are also a hint of shame.
"The leader said that I was impulsive at the time. As a result, I didn’t grab much food. I also put so many brothers in it, please ask the leader!"
"All right."
Siqin calmly waved his hand.
"You know where the mistake is, and the past, let him go. This time, can you get things done?"
"The leader please rest assured, I will come back and forth and confirm the two times, absolutely no flaws!"
"Ok."
Si Qin, who heard this, was nodded with satisfaction.
And the one-eyed dragon cloth that saw this scene is opening again...
"Just, I don't want to understand one thing. I didn't mean to deal with another tribe with fewer people at the beginning? Why did it temporarily change to the Hanal tribe?"
"The Hanal tribe has left a lot of people. This wave, we have lost a lot of people."
Faced with this problem, after Sishen looked at the one-eyed dragon cloth and glanced at it, this was not a slow opening...
"Suddenly, the Hanal tribe is more suitable."
Speaking of this, Siqin’s face showed a bit of meaning.
Yes, the Hanal tribe is more appropriate.
The old fox of Brigger is too smart, and it is safer to let him die earlier.
For this reason, he does not mind paying a little more for the price.
Just when Siqin thinks so.
There was a footstep outside the camp...
"The leader, Bazar returned."
"Call him to come in ~www.novelhall.com~ The bloodstained animal skins have not had time to replace, Bazal went straight into Siqin's camp.
Looking at the one-eyed dragon cloth sitting underneath, he looked calm and apparently knew the existence of the other side.
After a simple nod gesture, Bazar's line of sight fell on his mind, while his eyes showed a clear reverence.
"The leader, the Yunliang team really is the trap of the Central Plains, you are really too god!"
In the face of his own compliments, Si Qin smiled and shook his head.
Then he wiped the bronze sword in his hand that would not have appeared in the grassland.
"There is no god, if you want to defeat an enemy, you must first understand him."
While talking, looking at the cold blade of the bronze sword at hand, Si Qin could not help but blink his eyes...
"The idiots don't even know what they are facing, but how can they win?"
Speaking of this, Si Qin sounded a meal.
He took the knife into the sheath and put the bronze sword on one side.
Then I took out a well-stacked book.
"I was lucky in the past time and caught a literate Zhongyuan person."
"I am letting him teach me literacy now."
"You should also learn these things from the beginning."
"The more I understand now, the more I can feel the power of the Central Plains emperor."
"Only by Abu Chana, it is impossible to be the opponent of the Central Plains emperor."
"When the snow and ice on this grassland is changed, I am afraid that they will die."
"Before that, I have to seize the opportunity and do something..."
"Calculating time, Abucha's temper, should have been to find the person to settle the bill?"