Jingqian thought carefully for a long time, and suddenly a picture flashed in his mind. The army gathering that day...

A red string headband is tied on the head,

Half of his face was covered with triangular burlap, like an ancient warrior, with an eagle standing on his shoulders.

Jing Qian immediately dismounted from his horse, clasped his fists in front of his chest, performed a tribal salute and said: "The eleven divisions in the city!"

The man immediately dismounted and clasped his fists in response: "Thirteen Eagles of the Prairie!"

Ma Jun and Xiucai were stunned for a long time before suddenly remembering the best of the best in the tribal city, the best of the killers, the Thirteen Eagles.

Several people stood in awe, and Ma Jun said happily: "I didn't expect to see you here!"

The man slowly lowered his head, sighed and said, "Goshawk!"

It turns out that he is the Goshawk with the head of the Thirteen Eagles. In the disputes between the rivers and lakes throughout the history, masters often set up their own schools, divide their forces, and compete for fame and wealth. But the Thirteen Eagles are the most unfortunate mysterious team.

As early as twenty years ago, a mysterious team headed by Goshawk used an unstoppable force to secretly infiltrate various forces and quell a storm in the world.

Luosang's iron fist is always admired by all forces, because he is already a leader in the world from the bottom of his heart, and this must rely on the power of the Thirteen Eagles.

Looking back at the beginning, the stubborn Three Elders refused to bow their heads and spread rumors wantonly. They tried many times to buy the Thirteen Eagles at a high price and cut off one of Luo Sang's fingers.

At the last moment of the decision, the Three Elders Association was still dissatisfied and even divided a land in exchange for Thirteen Eagles' trust.

Just when news spread across the world that the Thirteen Eagles had surrendered to the enemy, even Luo Sang felt a little desperate.

A group of thirteen people, covered in battle armor, broke through twenty-two barriers and went straight to the front of the palace. They threw two human heads in front of Luo Sang and handed over the instructions from Luo Sang's faction in an orderly manner!

After the success, no news about the Thirteen Eagles could be heard in the world, and the world that once caused turmoil in the northwest was no longer troubled, and in exchange for many years of peace.

Until now, when talking about the Thirteen Eagles, they only know some bright and honest styles. Therefore, the big forces in the world believe even more that Luosang can lead the northwest to glory, and the Luosang tribe can make the northwest more prosperous, because of the Thirteen Eagles' The deeds of the Jianghu have long since escaped from the Jianghu and are better than the narrow Jianghu!

"I got to see you guys today. I'll pick these sheep and give them to you!" Without the cold arrogance of earlier days, Goshawk looked extremely kind, but the perseverance and coldness in his eyes still made the ghosts beside him feel uneasy.

A few people looked at each other, Ma Jun thanked him repeatedly, and mixed with a few people into the sheep to catch them. They were playful and amused for a while, which made the goshawk laugh. Only Jinggan could see the goshawk's laughter at this moment. Sadness and two tears falling from the corners of the eyes.

"Senior, in fact, if you are not stained by the world, you will not suffer from it. Now this is also a kind of salvation. For the grassland people, the biggest salvation is to start letting go of the things that they have been obsessed with!" Jingqian handed over a handkerchief and continued: " The wind has blinded people’s eyes, wipe it away!”

Goshawk lowered all his guard, glanced at Jinggan excitedly, took the handkerchief, his throat was still rolling but he suppressed the words in his heart. After Jinggan breathed a sigh of relief, Goshawk said slowly: "Thank you very much. !”

Although Cang Ying already knew the reservation in his heart, he never mentioned it again. He just looked at each other and smiled.

"Mao leader, do you think this one is fat?"

Huaiyi held a sheep and shouted from a distance.

Goshawk was stunned for a long time, pointed at Ma Jun and asked: "Is he the leader now?"

Jing Gan nodded. In fact, he had already made a big plan in his mind. He wanted to draw Goshawk into the Ma Army's camp again.

Goshawk shook his head and said, "No, he is not Luosang!"

Jinggan didn't respond for a long time, and Gosying noticed something was wrong, and immediately changed his words and said, "He is your leader, and my leader is Luo Sang!"

After hearing this, Jingqian smiled and pointed at Ma Jun and said: "Senior, this man was appointed by Chief Luo Sang on his will. How could he not be our leader? Chief Luo Sang's body is not yet cold, and evil people are still working in the world. Great Luo Sang How can the leader smile so brightly?"

"What? Chief Luo Sang led him..."

"It's a funeral!"

Suddenly, Goshawk could no longer hide the pain in his heart, and he knelt on the ground and cried loudly: "Big boss, big boss, Goshawk failed to fulfill your mission. My brothers died in the battle, but I am the only one who survives. I have no face to see you!"

Until Luo Sang retreated to Tianshui City, the Thirteen Eagles did not come forward. At that time, they were still performing Luo Sang's last mission. They did not expect that this would be Luo Sang's last mission.

For five full days, Tie Zhan's 50,000 elite soldiers were trapped in Miaokou Village. The brothers gradually couldn't hold on any longer and stepped forward to fight one by one. However, Tie Zhan was not a man who cared about talent at all. He had already regarded Thirteen Eagles as dead. Everyone on the list died in Miaokou Village. Only Goshawk survived, but he never dared to return to the tribe to deliver orders.

Jingqian closed his eyes tightly and shook his head: "Don't blame yourself. Chief Luosang has never blamed you. He couldn't worry about you until he left the tribe at the last moment!"

"Big boss, you knew something was going on, why didn't you tell us, why didn't you wait for us to perform a sky burial ceremony for you!" Goshawk cried even more sadly at this time, attracting several people to come.

Jing Qian quietly winked and asked them to avoid it.

Then, Jing and Qian sat together on the grass, and the bright sun in the sky seemed to pale.

Goshawk suddenly stopped crying and said, "No, my chief is Luo Sang. He is the only one who is my chief."

After thinking about it, he pointed at Jingqian's nose and asked: "Who knows whether you are real or fake? When the big boss exchanges the top spot, there must be Dapeng's golden seal. Who can guarantee that you are not trying to win over us? What are your intentions? !”

After these words, Jing Gan took the opportunity to pull out the knife from his back, put it on his neck and drew a bloody mark, and said: "Hmph! I thought the Thirteen Eagles that Chief Luo Sang was thinking about were really what they said. The grudges are clear, but it seems like this!"

Having said that, it was time to cut the knife down.

"Wait!" Goshawk immediately grabbed the blade with both hands, blood flowing from his hands.

He continued: "I believe you, but I don't want to do it all over again. I don't want to see the knife again. I don't want to come back to this dirty world again!"

"So, the revenge of leader Luosang will not be avenged?" Jingqian continuously attacked Goshawk's most fragile psychology, which was his loyalty.

Cang Ying was pressed repeatedly by Jing Gan and hesitated, but finally said directly: "Bring the golden seal, let me take a look, and I will follow you immediately!"

Jingqian nodded, took out twenty silver carts from his arms and threw them heavily on the ground. He jumped on the horse without looking back. He looked at Xiucai and Huaiyi and said: "Let's go after choosing the sheep. I have already paid for it!" "

It's rare to see Jing Gan being so angry, and the goshawk standing there didn't look very good either. A few people took a random sheep from the flock, said goodbye to the goshawk and left immediately. .

"Jinggan, what happened to you just now?"

Jing Gan sighed and said to Ma Jun: "He will only come with us if he has a gold seal!"

"Then you still say that keeping the golden seal is a serious problem!"

The scholar smiled from the side and said: "Ma Da, I don't blame Jing Gan. At this time, everyone in the world is asking for the golden seal, but it is not good for us!"

"You always speak for him!"
Chapter completed!