What a wise decision it was to run to the west where the Huns' main tent was.
"Reply to the king and we will continue to pursue you."
I was excited and happy, and all my worries were forgotten.
With this unrivaled army of wild wolves fighting for them, his grandma's hair was gone.
The white doves were flying, heading towards the due east.
Horse hooves criss-crossed, Qiuhen and Yanhu fiercely chased towards the west.
The night was dark and it was hard to tell whether it was a nice day or not.
Liu Yue and Ouyang Yufei led a pack of wolves on the grassland, but at this time, the Xiongnu King's camp was filled with cold killing fury.
"What, the left rear camp was destroyed?"
The exposed words resounded in the king's tent. All the major Xiongnu generals in the king's tent lowered their heads and did not dare to say a word.
The dark oil lamp flames danced in the tent, illuminating the tent with bright lights and murderous intent.
The Hun King, who was sitting on the throne, was full of anger and his majestic face was ashen.
Today he came in person to press the battle, and what greeted him was such good news.
"Say, who can tell me what's going on?" With a livid face, the Hun King spoke a few words through his teeth.
"Chanyu, that...according to reports from the escaped soldiers, it was the Regent of Beimu who led ten thousand wild wolves and raided our left rear camp..."
The general closest to the Hun King spoke hesitantly.
"Lead thousands of wild wolves to attack our camp, haha, take the lead."
Bang, there was a loud noise, and the Hun King slammed his hand on the table beside him, his eyebrows raised, and his face was full of murderous intent: "You think this king is a fool."
"Don't dare, don't dare..."
Several generals below immediately expressed fear, but their heads lowered lower and lower.