Greteg disposed of the tungsten, and found Ge Qi, who had been dead for many days, in a secret tent of his legion. He lost his chosen son and had no other choice. He could only announce his trust in public.
As the new Khan, the people of the tribe should fully support him, and put the Khan's ring finger on Toda's hand personally, raised his hand, and swore to all the tribesmen that he would lead them to continue to be strong.
Three days later, Gretegg put on his war robe again, held his spear in hand, mounted his war horse, and left Yinling Valley.
Tuoda followed him with the tribesmen. When they arrived at the entrance of Yinling Valley, Gretegg pointed the spear in his hand at him.
"My son, be obedient and send it here. Father Khan's life can be considered vigorous and worthy of this life. You are a good boy. After you recover from your injuries, remember to fulfill Father Khan's wish and lead the people back to the Western Yuan Dynasty.
Take them home!" He said seriously.
"Father!" Toda shouted, looking at him with tears in his eyes.
Gretegg gave him a rare and loving smile: "Father Khan has regarded himself as a hero in his life and has really never been afraid of anyone. However, Xiao Muting of Shengqin is a person who can make Father Khan respect and fear him at the same time.
, he is brave and resourceful, and he is worthy of being a war king. My father Khan admires me. It is a pity that my father Khan acted selfishly and ruined our retreat. My son must remember that we must not be his enemy as long as we live. He has no
The intention of invading other countries is to protect your own country. Being friendly with them will definitely ensure the safety of the tribe and your safety. Remember the words of Father Khan!"
After Tuoda dismounted, he knelt down and knelt down and said: "Tuoda will remember the order of Father Khan and will not disobey it in this life!"
"Everyone, take care, I'm leaving!" Gretegg waved the spear in his hand and drove his horse towards the outside of the valley.
The Qingxue Army guarding the entrance of Yinling Valley lined up to escort him into the country. After he ran through, the entrance to Yinling Valley was immediately under martial law.
Tuoda ran to the mouth of the valley, looked at Ben Yuan's father with tears on his face, and gave him the highest chest beating ceremony in the Western Yuan Dynasty.
Xiao Muting stood on a horse, also wearing armor, holding a long knife and waiting two hundred meters outside Jiatong Pass.
There was only one person beside him, Duan Jingyang, with a serious look on his face as he looked at Gretegg running towards him.
"Jingyang, I have tried my best. We are all warriors. It feels good to deal with me this way. At least, it is the last dignity." Xiao Muting said lightly.
"Your Highness, Lao Duan would like to thank His Highness for your understanding. In today's battle, if Lao Duan is not as good as others and is killed by his horse, please bury him on the spot. Lao Duan has no face to enter his ancestral graves. He will not dare to see his father and brother when he gets down there. I just ask
Your Highness can teach Lao Duan's son well and don't let him be like his father and me. From now on, let him be a pioneer for you! Hehe!" Duan Jingyang pursed his lips and forced out two laughs.
"Silly words! I won't lose a good brother like you. Let's go and fight. With me here, what are you afraid of?" Xiao Muting turned his head and swallowed.
"Hehe...Old Duan has never been afraid before. He is very happy. Old thief Gray, take your life!" Duan Jingyang said, raising the gun in his hand and rushing towards the running Gray Tiger.
The two horses staggered, spears clashed, sparks flew, the two reined in the horses' heads, and all turned to look at each other.
Gretegg was shocked. This man had a big beard and looked quite old. He had excellent marksmanship, and the way he shot looked familiar to him.
Duan Jingyang was also shocked. He heard from the princess that there was no cure for Gretegg's head disease, but a dying man had such fighting power. If he was healthy, how long could he and he have lived?
trick.
"Who is coming? Tell me your name!" Gretegg pointed his gun at Duan Jingyang.
"Commander of the Saint Qin Xue Qing Army, Duan Jingyang! Gretege, today Japan will take your head to commemorate the souls of your father and brother who died tragically at your hands, as well as the souls of the more than a hundred soldiers who were with you. Take your life!"
Duan Jingyang raised his gun and urged his horse, charging towards him again.
Gretegg was stunned for a moment, then smiled with relief. He raised his spear and urged his horse to rush over. The two men's spear heads crossed each other at an extremely fast speed. By the time the two horses ran away, they had exchanged as many as three blows.
He kept turning the horse's head again, hedging again. This time, Duan Jingyang stopped attacking violently. He feinted with his spear and switched to stabbing. At the same time, he drove his horse to ride forward side by side with Gretegg's horse. The spear in his hand was like a spear.
Blocking forward and picking back like a spiritual snake, the gun rotated on his body, like a protective net, blocking Gretegg's spear attack.
The two horses were riding side by side on this vast grassland. The men on the horses were fighting fiercely until the two guns hit each other. After sparks burst out again, the two horses separated, one to the left and the other to the right, and ran back to their respective places.
Fifty meters away, everyone stopped, turned their horses' heads again, and looked at each other.
Duan Jingyang held the spear in his hand and used more strength. Blood flowed down the back of his hand to the handle of the gun and dripped on the grass. There was also blood seeping out of the armor on his body, but his fierce eyes were
Not diminished at all.
Gretegar was a little worse than him. The hand holding the gun was shaking, blood was flowing down his arm, the feathers on the helmet and hat were cut off, and the armor on his back was cut off.
There was a long gash, and blood flowed from it.
"The Duan family's marksmanship is truly well-deserved!" Gretegg said loudly.
"Thank you. No matter how good your marksmanship is, you have to be able to kill the enemy. Old thief Gray, let's fight again!" Duan Jingyang's eyes were already filled with red threads.
With a sharp shout, he drove his horse to charge again. Gretegar suddenly smiled and said loudly: "Happy!" He drove his horse to meet the challenge.
The two horses staggered again, and Duan Jingyang's spear that was originally thrust straight back suddenly retracted, he put the gun on his chest, and leaned his whole body back.
After hearing the sound of his body being torn apart, he straightened up, reined in the horse, and turned around.
But Gretegor was still sitting upright on the horse, with the spear in his hand still stretched forward, and the horse under him stopped in place, motionless.
Duan Jingyang was on full alert, raised his spear and pointed it at Gretege.
At this time, the horse beneath him moved its legs, and the spear in Gretegg's hand fell to the ground. His body swayed slightly on the horse, and he fell down.
At this time, Duan Jingyang raised the spear in his hand high and shouted loudly: "Roar!"
All the officers and soldiers outside Yinling Valley and Jiatongguan gave out deafening cheers, but to his ears, they were insignificant. However, he saw the battle flag with the word "snow" dancing on the Jiatongguan tower.
Arrived.
However, Tuoda, who was standing in Yinling Valley, and his clan members all knelt down and kowtowed to see off the old Khan.
Su Han drove his horse to Xiao Muting's side, nodded lightly and said, "Is this the highest courtesy to a general?"
"Forget it, generals spend their lives fighting on the battlefield, and their honors are earned in bloody battles. Death on the battlefield is the highest treatment and the last dignity for us generals." Xiao Muting turned his head and said softly.
Look at her with a smile.
Su Han curled his lips slightly and said, "You are just too kind to give him such a dignified death. This time, he will become a hero and be enshrined in the tribe over there."
"Yes! Gretege can be considered a hero." Xiao Muting raised a smile and looked at Duan Jingyang, who was already running back to him.
The three of them drove their horses back to the pass, but Gretege's body was sent back by the officers and soldiers guarding the Yinling Valley. When Tuoda picked up the body, he asked the guards to send a message to Xiao Muting to express his gratitude!