"What are you doing!!" Huoda was powerful and his temper was even more irritable. At this moment, he howled in anger, which shocked everyone into silence. The hounds also shrunk their heads and howled lowly. www.pAo8.cOM_
"Speak!!" Huoda's eyes widened and he roared again.
"The Laksh tribe bullies people too much!!" the scout captain pointed angrily at the four surrounded Laksh tribesmen.
"Are you from the Laksh tribe?" Bayin Zhuo, one of the five great warriors, walked through the crowd and walked in.
With a height of 1.8 meters and a weight of 300 kilograms, he is strong but not bloated, and looks resolute and solemn. Different from the huge and wild Huda, Bayin Zhuo exudes a capable atmosphere. Among the five great warriors, he
Known for his intelligence and scheming, he is also the actual controller of the light cavalry!
The four Laksh men helped each other to stand up, holding their scimitars tightly with vigilance in their eyes. One of them quietly looked at Yin Zhuo under his chin, fisted his chest with his right hand tentatively, and bent down to salute: "Warrior Bayin Zhuo, it's an honor to meet you.
to you."
The common etiquette, standard Mongolian language, and obvious appearance and physical signs are all typical of a Mongolian man. At this moment, Bayin Zhuo's name was directly announced, which naturally eliminated unnecessary suspicions.
In fact... there is no need for them to put on more disguises. The Iron Cavalry Tribe are all ancient nomads. They are straightforward, brave, and don't have too much care. After seeing the appearance of the four people, they did not have any doubts. It is impossible to imagine that they... are all...
Fake!!
Bayin Zhuo nodded slightly as a return salute. "What happened just now?"
"They were the ones who provoked me first..." The scout captain spoke immediately, but under Bayin Zhuo's sharp gaze, he quickly shut his mouth and slowly lowered his head.
"You guys said." Bayendra looked at the four Laksh people.
The four of them were hesitant at first, but when Huoda slowly walked behind them, looking at the shadows in front of them and listening to his heavy breathing, the invisible sense of oppression forced them to surrender.
The first person showed a struggling expression. After a moment, he gritted his teeth, took a deep breath, darkened his face, and said, "We have seen your leader! It is the leader of Sukhba Beast."
"Where??" The Zha'an clan members were excited and stared at them closely.
"Twenty-five miles due north of the base, there is a tall wooden stick, and the leader of the Sukhba beast is tied to it."
"What?" The excitement that just arose from everyone disappeared.
"It's absolutely true, we saw it with our own eyes. Pao-shu_bar. 8.) The leader of the Sukhba beast seemed to have been tortured a lot. His body was covered in blood and his hair was disheveled. There were many vultures above the big wooden stick.
There are also wild wolves circling around... I don't know if the leader of the Sukhba beast is still alive..." The leader of the Laksh man stumbled and said a few words.
The atmosphere became depressing, the huffing and puffing became heavier and heavier, and angry flames swayed in everyone's eyes. A gust of wind blew over, and pieces of grass fell down, revealing their strong bodies and tightly clenched iron fists.
I finally got the news from the leader, but the result turned out to be... I don't know whether I'm alive or dead? Tied to a wooden post?
This is an insult! This is an insult to the tribe!
"Let me ask you again, is what you saw really the leader?" Huda gasped, his wide eyes filled with strong anger, and the muscles all over his body were bulging like balloons. He looked very scary.
.
"We swear an oath in the name of the totem god."
"That's too much! Come with me!!" Huda roared suddenly, grabbed the reins and threw the horse. The horse suddenly felt force and whined, almost being pulled over by Huda, but he could feel the owner's strength.
Angry, the war horse bolted out as soon as it stabilized its body, its hooves flying, galloping, carrying Huoda and rushing into the depths of the grassland.
"Ho!!" The rest of the tribe got on their horses, roared rapidly, and galloped wildly. Some followed Huda, while others rushed to the camp. The angry flames burned their minds, and the impulse they had just suppressed resurfaced.
Tossing, this moment... they don't want to wait anymore.
Bayinzhuo was relatively calm, yelling and cursing loudly, trying to control the momentum. This was a trap! An obvious trap!!
But when the news spread into the camp, when the angry roars became louder and louder, when the entire camp fell into chaos, when... hundreds of tribesmen stared with blood-red eyes and galloped on their horses.
Everything... is irreversible!!
When the Chaksh tribe fell into chaos again, the six strong men who had just 'escaped' appeared outside the Laksh tribe. This time, their roles changed from 'Laksh people' to 'Chaksh people'.
"Take us to see the leader of Timur!! Take us to see the leader of Timur!!"
"We are investigators and we have something important to ask Leader Timur."
"Get out of the way, get out of the way!!"
"Leader Timur, we have an important request."
Just as they approached the camp, the six people started shouting hurriedly, with anxious and nervous expressions on their faces, and their horses were galloping as if they were in a hurry. The Laksh people on the periphery had already noticed the chaos of the checkers in the distance, and saw this person again.
The six people rushed over from the direction of the checking tribe. Without doubting his presence, they quickly let them go. Two scouts automatically appeared in front of them, leading them towards the camp.
In the center of the tribe, the golden king's tent!
Tamerlane sat on the throne boldly. He was young but had extraordinary momentum. His falcon-like eyes were extremely sharp, and his slightly pursed lips gave him the power of being calm and powerful.
"Leader Timur, I am Zana from the Checked Tribe. Just now... just now..." The strong man was out of breath. He couldn't breathe after just a few words.
"Speak slowly, what happened to the tribe you checked?"
The strong man inhaled hard, exhaled for a long time, and inhaled hard again, finally calming down the beating emotions a little, and then started to describe with a dance: "We followed the arrangement of leader Bayar and went to the base to investigate. Also.
Before we got close to the base, we saw a large wooden stick standing tall in the distance. It was very tall, a full five or six meters. Two people were tied to it, one was the leader of Sukhba Beast and the other was Mr. Turlock. We hurriedly
He hurried back and reported the news to the leader of Bayar, and then...then...the tribesmen...all clamored to save people. The Huda warriors and the Ulihan warriors had already rushed out with their cavalry troops.
I couldn't control it at all, it was chaos, everything was chaos! Even the women rushed out with knives."
"Oh?" Timur frowned slightly, no wonder he suddenly started to make a noise, and he was stimulated again. "You mean, there is a wooden pillar erected outside the base, and your leader is tied to it?"
"Yes!!" The strong man who called himself Zana nodded affirmatively.
"How far is it from the base?"
"Twenty miles...no...thirty miles, about thirty miles or so."
"Is there an ambush nearby?"
"Yes! A lot!! We saw a lot of people carrying things from a distance, that kind of... machine-gun-like things. It was probably an ambush!"
Maybe? Huh! That's right! Timur snorted in his heart and said in a deep voice: "You are looking for me because you want my help?"
"Yes, yes, yes, leader Timur. There are many, many troops there, in swarms, dark, and with so many machine guns and weapons. If my tribesmen rush over in a chaotic manner,
There will definitely be a heavy price to pay, so I want to ask Chief Timur for help."
Timur fell silent, and the other Laksh people in the tent also fell silent.
Help? According to them, a big net has been set up there, waiting for the cavalry tribe to infiltrate. The Check Tribe rushed over impulsively, and their death was simply in vain.
But... not helping... doesn't seem appropriate. After all, Timur is the leader of the tribal alliance and should help other tribes.
If you help, you will die; if you don’t help, you will be unjust!
Unless other tribes can be called together to formulate a detailed plan, and then go to rescue people. It’s just that the Check Tribe is now like a wild horse out of control. It is impossible to pull it back, leaving Timur with no time to gather people and formulate a plan.
No.
Timur slowly showed a troubled expression, but in his heart he was very decisive...give up! He would never easily intervene in a battle with a winning rate of less than 30%, no matter how great the benefits were. What's more, the Cha'an tribe has always been unruly and difficult to train.
Even if they help them rescue Sukhbamon, they still can't truly surrender.
It's just...what a pity for this powerful light cavalry unit!
Seeing Timur and others hesitating, the strong man scratched his head and scratched his head anxiously and kept grinning. "The leader seems to be ready for a decisive battle, but we hope you can persuade him again or stop them all. This battle cannot be fought.
ah.
Chief Tamerlane, please, please. There are tens of thousands of troops waiting there, with machine guns, bombs, and... and... Chief Tamerlane, only you can save me.
We are here, please."
As he said that, the six 'examiners' knelt down on the ground and kowtowed vigorously. They looked very pitiful. The words they said were just deliberately exaggerated but once again strengthened the determination of Laksh's senior officials. They cannot be saved!! Absolutely cannot be saved.
!!Tens of tens of thousands? Machine guns? Bombs? If you rush over in a hurry, you will simply die!
One side kowtows, the other hesitates. The other side bursts into tears, while the other side is silent and indifferent.
Timur was still embarrassed, but what he was embarrassed about was how to refuse!
"Chief!" Suddenly, a tribesman rushed in quickly, fisted his right chest in salute, and said respectfully: "Here comes the leader of Bayar."
"Ah?" The six strong men stood up in a hurry, looked at each other in a panic, and begged in a plaintive voice: "Leader Timur, we came here secretly, let's say goodbye first..."
"Go down." Timur nodded casually.
"Yes, yes." The six strong men quickly exited, but the moment they left the tent, a cold smile crossed the corner of each person's mouth.
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