On the hillside of the south side of the railway line, under the lion’s big, the barbarian warrior immediately looked forward, and the young warrior of Donglu armor stood side by side with him.

“Can my department win?” The barbarian warrior turned to look at the young man.

“The two sides are at the end of the strong, whoever’s military heart is broken first, and whoever loses this battle.”

“Put the last team up too.”

“No, now it is necessary to cross the Iron Line River. The river will block us. If there is an ambush after the Qingyang Front, the opportunity will be pushed forward. When we cross the river, we will kill it. It is hard to imagine.”

“The scout report yesterday that the riding of the Qingyang Jiuwang was only two hundred miles away. If he really came, how to deal with it?”

“If the Nine King Lubao Hidden Eulu is riding with a tiger and a leopard, no one can stop him. But what we gamble is that he dare not push the reinforcements to the battlefield of the Iridian River. After all, two hundred miles apart. He didn’t know how many troops we had.” The young man stared intently at the battlefield in the distance.

“Donglu people, are you not afraid?”

The young man laughed and turned to look at the barbarian warrior: “The Lord of the Facial Department is not afraid, I don’t seem to be afraid.”

The barbarian warrior of the clothed coat is the master of the true face, Longge Zhenhuang, and the people on the grassland call him “The Lion King” in awe. Only those who saw him with his own eyes would believe that he was like an ordinary herder. He was so ignorant that after drunk, he would dance and sing and laugh. His body was just a coat of coarse cotton cloth, which had been washed white, and the riding ponytail was a bit bald and slightly shabby. The only exception is the half-knife that appears on the saddle. It is quaint and heavy, with a chill.

“I have never asked, why do you help us?” Long Ge really caressed the handle.

“Because I like the good wine of the real department.” The young man answered very well.

The young man is not the person of the real face, Long Ge Zhenhuang does not even know his name. When he was determined to start, the young people of Donglu had rode a thin horse to the camp of the Ministry of Reality and volunteered for the Ministry of Reality. It is with his skill in the arrangement that the real department can hold the iron line defense line for a month in a weak situation, but this is also the last line of defense. Crossing the iron line river, the flat grassland is no longer dangerous. Can be kept, the people of the real department will be the prey under the Qingyang cavalry.

The two were silent for a moment.

“Nonsense. Actually, it is because of this.” The young man showed his thumb from the armor, and the thumb was covered with a pale blue iron sleeve. On the surface, there was a flying winged eagle.

“Looking at the bow?”

“From my teacher, the person who holds this mark, we call ourselves the gods. My teacher, his life is helping the barbarians on the night north plateau to resist the threat of the East Coast princes, I just hope that Help your people to live a peaceful and free life, and any one will drive this.”

“Heavenly… How many people like you are there?”

“There have been a lot, but they are all dead.”

“Then your teacher…”

“It is also dead. In Chen Guo seven years ago, he was killed.”

“Laughter?”

“It’s the way the princes executed the sentence,” the young man said. “They have a torture device. The slings cover the limbs and neck, and they are pulled apart by the strength of the machine. The people are stretched almost to split, and the streets are crowded. When you die The scorpion’s hand cuts off his limbs, first with arms, then with legs, and finally with beheading.”

Young people look down, like memories.

He looked up: “At that time I stood in the crowd and watched him die. He shouted when he was dying and said, ‘We will come back,’ I know he said to me.”

“The brave warrior, unfortunately I didn’t see him… but I saw that the teacher was killed, are you still willing to accept the fingers of the sky?”

“I am not afraid of being killed, I just hope to die like him.”

Long Ge Zhenhuang was silent for a moment and nodded.

“Drink?” The young man pulled off the white copper cans at his waist.

Long Ge Zhen Huang shook his head: “I can’t drink, my soldiers are fighting to die.”

“The dead are dead, and the living people will continue to live. Drink alcohol and remember when they drink with us.” The young man rubbed the can and slammed it. He drank like drinking water, and the barbarians had strong wines in his throat, like a burning knife.

The hooves came.

The young man slammed down the can and looked north. The silhouette of a riding black horse approached the grass slope across the Iron Line River very quickly and then jumped into the Iron Line River. Splashing on the horseshoe, the Cavaliers desperately urged the horse to rush to the real department.

The young man’s heart was lifted up, and the hand holding the can of wine could not help but tremble. Longe Zhenhuang took the horse further, and the real face of the black horse backed the horse. It was a young warrior. The Tojo warrior once saw his skill at the Jackal. He rode the dark horse that grew up with him and ran among the boys, winning the fierce living wolf and the girl. Heart, blush is not red, just smile proudly and quietly.

However, at this time, he just pointed his finger at the north and used all his strength to hold Longge Zhenhuang. He did not say a word.

“Is it the Qingyang Nine King?”

The scout nodded.

“Is it a tiger leopard ride?”

The scouts nodded again.

“Working hard for you.” Long Ge really nodded.

The young scout face showed a relieved look. He swayed on the horse’s back, spit out the blood of his mouth, and planted it in the grass. His vest lined up with three black feather long arrows, and the blood that had flowed down had already dried up.

“Tiger Leopard ride!” The white copper wine cans fell to the ground, and the Tojo warrior trembled and repeated the name. The blood of the whole body was cold, and he gambled to lose the war. He is not afraid of death, but what he used to bet is the soldiers of the entire Ministry of Reality and the women and children of the rear camp. The Maharaja of the Northern Capital City was angered, and finally sent a tiger leopard ride that swept across the entire grassland. He underestimated the “Qing of Qingyang” Lu Leopong, which was the first prince of the Qingyang Ministry of War. I don’t know how many times. The dangerous soldiers played, and they won the flag in one stroke and laid the victory.

Within a day, the squadron of Qingyang Jiuwang ran for two hundred miles, and the arrow of “Qingyang Qing” hit the battlefield at the last moment. After the iron line river is over, there is no defense line. The rest is only the stage where the Qingyang iron ride tramples and slaughters.

The stars have risen, and the night wind has blown through the grasslands.

This is the final calm, Longge Zhenhuang took a deep breath and looked at the thousands of people behind him. This is his only remaining terracotta warriors, a completely untrained team, 13-year-old teenagers, and 50-60-year-olds. The last men in the real department are here. They held a sturdy wooden rifle and sat in a scattered formation sitting on the ground to rest. At this time they stood up and all their eyes gathered on him.

Long Ge Zhenhuang smiled silently.

“You are crazy! I will take this team to rush to block the tiger leopard ride, you go! See the blue star? Follow it in the direction, go to the south, cross the Tiantuo Gorge to the east land you It’s safe, there will be a chance to come back! You are dead now, everything is over!” The young man came back and stopped him with his own gun on the horse head of Longge Zhenhuang.

“I am not crazy, I just don’t understand,” Long Ge’s voice is calm and gentle. “You told me a lot of Donglu’s stories. Later I always thought, whether the people in this world should be dear to each other, or you will die.” Our barbarian has a song that sings ‘lions, wolves, elk, elk, grass, and grass.’ The big animals have to eat small, even if the elk is going to graze, but who will pity the grass? Is it the same for people, the big tribes have to eat small, the small ones to eat smaller?”

“But why? We didn’t want to eat other people in the past?” Long Ge really looked at the teenager and waved at the behind-the-shelf soldiers. “Whether we are a small tribe, can we not live?”

The young man looked at Longge Zhenhuang with a sly look. This pastoralist-like prairie master stared at him seriously, his eyes as a confused child.

“No…not to say that…” The young man waved his hand, but the thought of exhausting desperation was lingering in his heart.

The scene of the teacher’s figure falling apart on the tortured frame of the murder was once again in sight. In the year before that, the barbarian tribes scattered in the north of the night finally bowed to the army of Chen Guo. They tribute to the fur horses and the girls who can sing and dance. In exchange for the protection of Chen Guo. Behind the blood of the teacher, the poor herders did not live a better life.

“I can’t escape. My name is Longe. I am their leader. They believe that I can bring them to be strong and strong. No matter where I take them, they will follow me. In turn, it is the same. I fight with them. I want to If you don’t understand the problem, leave it to the Majesty of Qingyang. Qingyang is a lion. We are really weeds, but even weeds, we want to live on this grassland!”