Tang Shan hung his abandoned right arm, pinched a sheep whip with his left hand, and followed silently behind the butts of these green wolf knights, and soon walked for more than ten miles. He had been looking for an opportunity to find an opportunity to escape or show his identity to them. But these people were like iron armored cavalry from hell, except for the crackling sounds of the cold fish scale armor, and there was no word between them. Tang Shan could not find the right time, so he could only wait patiently.

When they reached a small pine forest, the leader of the teammate suddenly heard it and said coldly: "Stop, eat sheep!"

The Green Wolf Knights all dismounted, took off their helmets, took off their armor, and walked into the woods with scimitars. Tang Shan's eyelids contracted rapidly and he narrowed their eyes. But when the swords were flying, the trees that were thick and thick were cut off by the scimitars. With the footsteps of the scimitars, each man carried a tree weighing thousands of pounds and rushed back.

Soon, the big tree turned into firewood under the scimitar, and thirteen bonfires began to burn.

The big men took out their own knives, selected thirteen fat sheep from the flock, and slaughtered them one by one. They cleaned up their hands and feet quickly and set them on the fire to roast them.

Seeing these big men cutting off the thick tree with one knife and returning on their shoulders effortlessly, Tang Shan was already shocked in his heart. But when he saw thirteen fat roasted lambs, he was no longer surprised, but saliva.

The leader of the teammate, the Green Wolf Knight glanced at it, hummed disdainfully, and teased: "Do you want to eat sheep too? You can... go cut a tree first, make a fire, and choose the fat sheep yourself!"

Tang Shan licked his lips, smiled dryly, reached into his arms, and touched the "green wolf palm print". But he touched a furry guy, the little wolf hiding in his arms.

The aroma of roasted lamb became stronger and stronger. The little wolf had no self-control. He squeezed out his little head from Tang Shan's neckline, making a low "whimper" sound, begging him for food.

The leader of the team-in-chief was stunned when he heard the sound, and turned his head involuntarily, glanced at the little wolf, and looked at Tang Shanlai again.

"It's time!" Tang Shan secretly encouraged himself with a arrogant look on his face. He looked at him and said unscrupulously: "Give me your roasted lamb and get one myself."

All the Green Wolf Knights were stunned, and they all seemed to turn to the leader again to see what instructions he had.

"Do you want to die now?" The leader of the team leader, the Green Wolf Knight, stood up.

"Do you dare to kill me?" Tang Shan asked provocatively.

The leader of the team-in-chief pulled out the scimitar, jumped to Tang Shan in the blink of an eye, and slashed at him in front of him. A sharp wind blew away the hair on Tang Shan's forehead, but the scimitar did not fall, but stopped in front of his forehead. Because Tang Shan had already found the bronze token engraved with a roaring wolf head.

"Meet the Lord!" The leader of the team leader only glanced, immediately held the scimitar and knelt on one knee to worship. The other twelve big men surrounded him, each approached to look, then retreated behind him, and knelt on his knees to worship.

"These men are honest and don't ask anything. With such a bronze medal, they have identified their identities."

Tang Shan was secretly happy, but his face was not revealed at all, and he asked arrogantly: "What's your name?"

The leader of the team replied respectfully: "Return to the meeting leader, the subordinate is Hongji Tsit Burigude."

Tang Shan squatted down, looked at him with his head tilted, and asked lightly: "Brigude? You haven't answered me yet, do you dare to kill me?"

"I dare not!" Burigoud's head lowered lowered a little further.

"All get up!" Tang Shan stood up and said expressionlessly: "Brigoude, give me your roasted lamb and get one myself."

"Yes!" Burigude strode back and gave his roasted sheep to Tang Shan. He cut down another tree, slaughtered a sheep, and started roasting it.

Tang Shan had no strength in his left hand, so he couldn't hold the roasted sheep weighing dozens of kilograms, and sighed and threw it on the snow. Burigude was stunned and a little panicked in his eyes. The others looked timidly, and hurriedly lowered their heads and roasted their own sheep.

"It's not your business!" Tang Shan sighed and explained: "I was injured and I couldn't exert my strength. This arm was also useless and I had no sense at all!"

Burigod was shocked and hurriedly called to a man: "Bayal, see where the main injury is."

"Yes!" The man responded and rushed over. He first carefully held Tang Shan's right hand, took his pulse, and then raised his left hand... He was very busy and said, "The Lord of the Association once hit both palms of the enemy, and his internal organs were damaged. It was a blessing to survive - his right arm was frostbite, which was delayed for too long and was already useless."

"Damn! Mongolian doctor!" Tang Shan cursed in his heart, shook his hand away, and scolded: "Nonsense!"

Bayar took a step back in horror, bowed his body and lowered his head, not daring to respond.

"Go, I know the wounds on my body." Tang Shan waved his hand and drove him down, asking Burigoud, "How is the situation of the Qinglang Club now? Where are you going?"

"The Lord of the Association doesn't know what the Green Wolf Club is now..." Burigud replied hesitantly: "The Lord of the Association has been outside for many years, and no one is in charge of the matter. Shaobu Wolf Lord took the opportunity to launch a rebellion and led the werewolf to capture the wolf's den - after we were driven out of the wolf's den by Shaobu, we began to wander around the grassland, hoping that the Lord of the Association would return as soon as possible and lead his subordinates to regain the wolf's den."

Tang Shan was shocked. Fortunately, he met Burigude. If he met Shaobu's man, he would have shown the green wolf's palm print so recklessly, wouldn't he be seeking death? "Wolf Lord? Werewolf?" He couldn't figure out what Burigude was saying for a while, and he didn't want to ask. He muttered twice, saying, "I'm injured now, so let them be free for a while. Now... eat sheep!" He put out the little wolf, took out a short knife, cut a piece of mutton and threw it in his mouth, and then cut the flesh to the little wolf, and began to enjoy the deliciousness of Burigude's filial piety.

After three or five pounds of lamb, Tang Shan's stomach was bloated. Looking at the roasted lambs by Burigude and others, they had already turned into piles of skeletons. Thirteen men, everyone had such a good appetite, which surprised Tang Shan. What was even more incredible was that the little wolf's appetite was also amazing, and the more he ate it, the more "fear", it cleaned Tang Shan's remaining roasted lambs, and there was not even a single bone left.

"Go back!" Tang Shan stood up and looked at the way he came. Perhaps it was the "honor" mentioned by Uncle Tustu, or perhaps it was some other reason, but even he himself couldn't explain why he made such a decision.

When he was eating meat, he was always thinking about whether to ask Burigude and others to find a place to hide, to recover their injuries, and to restore their cultivation, and then do what he thought. But in the dark, there was a voice urging him to return, as if telling him that only by returning to Uncle Tustu would he feel at ease.

Burigude and others were ready to go. Although no one spoke, their eyes seemed to be asking.

"Are you going with me?" Tang Shan asked, looking at each Green Wolf Knight in turn.

"Of course, you are our leader. Since we have found you, we will never leave you." Burigod answered on behalf of the knights.

"The Qinglang Society has been captured by Shaobu, which means... there is no Qinglang Society on the grassland!" Tang Shan thought about it and made a pseudonym for himself, "Don't call me the leader anymore-I think you know my name, but my name is Yuanhu, my real name is Hongji Tsit Chilang."

"Red Wolf?" Burigoud repeated respectfully.

"Now when we go back, you voluntarily go to protect Yikeer and her tribe. I am still a sheep herder. Do you understand?" Tang Shan said, chasing the little wolf in his hand. This little guy actually swallowed a sheep into his stomach, which was surprisingly heavy.

"For the most beautiful 'Qiqige' on the grassland, the noble Miss Yikeer, we are willing to give our lives to protect her." Burigod shouted happily, leading the knights to the horse.

Before dark, Tang Shan and others chased along the ruts of the Lele car and finally caught up with Yikeer. They had already arrived at the grove that Uncle Tustu mentioned, and the glacier happened to pass through the middle. Seeing the Green Wolf Knights return, Kule seemed even more nervous and gathered the cavalry to guard him.

Tang Shan drove the flock of sheep in front of the knights. This was out of respect, so the knights followed behind him. But in the eyes of Yikeer and others, it seemed like Tang Shan was suppressed by them.

"Where is Uncle Tustu?" Tang Shan walked away with sweat, and white water vapor appeared on his head and collar, as if he had just been steamed in a big pot, but suddenly jumped out and stood in front of Kule's horse head.

Kule didn't say anything, just stared at him in a daze, as if surprised that he was still alive.

What is even more surprising is that Burigod led the Green Wolf Knights in a row and saluted Ikeer, saying, "Northern and beautiful Miss Ikeer, we are the lost lambs left the flock, the knights of the Hongji Tsit clan. The omnipotent immortality guides us to meet you. Please take us in, Burigod will lead them to serve you."

Yi Keer was stunned by his words, and opened her big eyes and did not blink, as if she couldn't believe what had happened.

"The kindness of immortality, Tustu drove the Lele cart away." The old mother of Nuertie walked to Tang Shan and said proudly: "He can lead the jackals on the grassland and let our beautiful Yikeer escape the cruel enemies."

Tang Shan was shocked and quietly drove the flock to the frozen river surface. He walked dozens of feet away and finally saw a bunch of messy cow hooves and wheel marks from the forest, gradually disappearing into the depths of the grassland.

Yike'er had just woken up from his shock and said in a silver bell-like laughter: "Great Green Wolf Warriors, welcome you to join."

Kule quietly rode his horse, stopped by the jungle, and looked at the ruts left on the snow, and said with concern: "The night cannot cover up these clear marks, and the people in Bohelin will easily tell it. There are only three lele cars on this road."

"So I drove the flock back!" Tang Shan smiled slightly and said, "When driving the flock to walk on it, the clear ruts will become blurred. In the darkness, you should be able to confuse the pursuers behind you."

"Yike'er said that as long as you are alive, you will no longer be a slave, you are a free man now." Kule was hinting that he could refuse to take risks, stay and be with Yike's tribe members.

"This is my honor. If I want to die, I shouldn't let others replace me." Tang Shan drove the flock of sheep and walked out along the traces left by Uncle Tustu.

"Give him a horse." Yikeer rushed over, with a strange light in her eyes. A Han man was willing to sacrifice for himself, and she could not help but be moved by it.

Tang Shan said without looking back: "No need - I am a disabled person, with only one hand, and if you grab the horse's reins, you can't hold the sheep whip!"

Yikeer stopped on the ice and asked loudly: "Brave Han people, please leave your name to Yikeer."

"Child Wolf! My name is Chid Wolf..." Tang Shan murmured, as if answering Yi Keer's inquiry, and as if reminding himself to remember this newly named name.
Chapter completed!