At the time of Xu, the sky and the earth are dark, the sky is dry, and there is no wind or rain.

Three miles away from Huangying City, there are eight thousand troops from Qirong. The situation where these eight thousand troops are stationed is not as scattered as before. The battle is entirely based on courage and fearlessness of death. This time, the three families have a total of eight thousand troops stationed in three areas and are clearly divided into different regions, but they can echo each other. One is attacked, and the other two can react within half a cup of tea.

Moreover, looking at the 8,000-strong camping place, the distance between the camp tents is moderate and the front and back is appropriately arranged. The most important thing is that there is not even a piece of horse manure on the ground. The environment in the camp tent is clean and fresh, which is not the same as the previous scattered climate.

This time, the one who led the troops to fight was definitely a tough idea.

Among the three guards of the Duoyan royal court of the Shanyu royal court, the setting of the camp tent is the most standardized. With a huge wolf-skin tent in the middle as the center, the fifty camp tent outside are arranged in a circular manner, within the camp tent, one post and one sentry in five steps. On the periphery of the camp tent, there are all deer antlers, traps, and horse-resistance. It is not only guarding against the sneak attack of the Xiliang army, but also guarding against the left tent and right tent royal court that are always ready to bite.

In the wolf skin tent in the center of the Duoyan Three Guards, the space is the most spacious and the defense is the most tight. This wolf skin tent covers an area of ​​about half an acre. There are about a hundred Xiliang knives hanging on the walls of the tent. These Xiliang knives have different shapes and are mainly the first generation of Xiliang knives. Among these Xiliang knives, only a few are intact, most of which are rusted or broken.

With the Western Sword as an ornament, I'm afraid only the three guards of Duoyan have this strength.

In the center of the tent, there is a huge brazier with the dry horse manure burning vigorously. On this huge brazier, there is a skinned adult goat. A dry maid is kneeling beside the brazier, carefully turning the iron chisel in her hand. Her little face is reddish by the brazier, like a red apple.

There were about a dozen tall and weighty Qirong Manzis sitting around this huge brazier. These barbarians were elite generals in the three guards of Duoyan. Qirong had never had the habit of sitting on chairs, and there were no such things as chairs on the grassland. Therefore, these more than ten people sat cross-legged on thick sheepskin blankets. There was a small desk in front of each of them, and there was a silver knife and a silver cup on the desk. The silver cup contained the milk wine that Qirong Manzi liked to drink the most.

Among the three guards of Duoyan, heavy swords are used. The standard long swords equipped in the three guards of Duoyan also weigh 80 kilograms, not to mention that the swords of these generals are mixed with fine gold particles and cooked copper, which add up to more than 100 gold weight, so the right arms of these people are obviously much thicker than the left arms. In order to hold the sword more smoothly, these people will gently tap their right arms with a small mallet in their spare time, in order to prevent their muscles from becoming dead.

At the top of these Qirong barbarians, there is a person who is the shortest and most capable of being among these Qirong barbarians. He is half a head shorter than the average Qirong barbarian and his figure is not strong, but the barbarian's eyes are a little red, and the viciousness and cruelty inside is beyond the ordinary Qirong barbarians.

This vicious and cruel Qirong barbarian is named Abuda, nicknamed Poison Eagle, and is one of the three leaders of the three guards of Duoyan. The confidant general of the Shanyu Maharaja is one of the few people among the Qirong barbarians who use their brains to fight instead of using their limbs.

Abuda picked up the silver knife in front of him, and gently whirled his arm and turned a piece of fat, thin, plump and juicy piece of meat on the back of the goat's neck. At this time, the mutton in this place was just 70% cooked, and there could be vaguely visible blood in it. In the tradition of Qirong, it is believed that this taste of mutton is the best and the most nutritious.

Abuda directly inserted the silver knife into his mouth and gently put it in his mouth. While chewing slowly, he whispered: "Everyone, I called everyone here today to tell them a good news. I know where the person you have been thinking about in your heart."

Everyone below was shocked, and they raised their heads and looked at Abuda, who was sitting in the first place. They looked different in their eyes, some were surprised, some were joyful, and even some were inexplicably angry.

Before everyone could speak, Abuda spun a piece of mutton and put it in his mouth, continuing, "Gu Xianfu, the King of Xiliang, according to the reliable information I have received, he is currently in Huangying City, and he is the Huangying City that he suddenly arrived today. Although he has many spies, he is also proficient in assassination. If the army attacks, they will not be able to stop it. Besides, we also have the Black Ice Platform spies sent by the Great Lord, who are responsible for positioning and we are responsible for rushing. Gu Xianfu will be in a catastrophe this time."

A burly man sitting cross-legged on Abuda's right hand leaned over and said in a low voice: "General, are you sure this news true? Gu Xianfo's whereabouts have always been treacherous. We have spent so much manpower and material resources, it is difficult to determine the whereabouts of this little fox. Now he is coming under our noses so generously? Why do I feel this matter... is a bit mysterious?"

Abuda smiled slightly, reached out and pulled off a lamb leg and put it in the plate in front of him. He gently sliced ​​the mutton with a silver knife and said, "Indeed, we have spent countless manpower and material resources before and could not find out about the news about this little fox. But this time, it was not what we found out, but it was sent to us by the Qianren himself. Tell me about this Daqian, let's not mention it for the time being, it is the inner one, how powerful it is, how vicious it is, Xiliang, this time it was betrayed by their own people. Xiliang is an internalist in the foreign war, and where is the outsider in the civil war?"

Everyone present also sighed. Xiliang and Qirong have been fighting for many years. Although they are enemies who will never stop, Qirong also admires Xiliang, which is the mutual appreciation between the strong. So when they heard Abuda say this, everyone present could not help but feel sad about Daqian.

Abuda took a deep breath and distributed the slices of mutton to each subordinate one by one. Then he made a decision: "Okay, don't say anything that is missing. He sent an order to notify the troops of the left tent and right tent. Three days later, the general attack on Huangying City. At that time, the Shanyu Royal Court will send troops to attack Niangziguan and Huize City to disperse our pressure and tell the left and right tent that the first battle of this war will be initiated by us. Whoever retreats will be killed without mercy!"
Chapter completed!