I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 69 Pufferfish
The horse's hooves are gentle and gentle, and Gongsun Xinyi goes away and returns.

Hearing Han Shao compare himself to a tiger, the anger in his heart that had just been suppressed suddenly rose again.

After giving him a cold look, I felt that this beast was really hateful!

The elder of the Qiyan tribe, who was stuck in the middle one behind the other, did not have such a complicated mood.

Two great masters of the Tianmen Realm!
How is this possible for a small cavalry army of only 300 people?

The elder of the Qiyan tribe, who exuded a terrifying aura, had a dark look of despair in his eyes.

But trapped animals still fight, let alone humans?

"General, do you want to defeat the enemy?"

The old man from the Beggar tribe held a knife in one arm and glared at Han Shao.

In an instant, the already overwhelming Tianmen realm momentum exploded again.

The fish died and the net was broken?

When Han Shao, who was sitting high on the horse, heard this, his laughter was no longer concealed.

Only the fish always die, how can the net be broken?

not to mention……

Did you fucking think it was a puffer fish?
If your mouth is full of air and it is as swollen as a ball, will others be afraid of you?

Han Shao's laughter suddenly stopped.

The Yazhen at his hand instantly turned into a terrifying and domineering sword, sweeping towards the old barbarian dog.

Such sudden changes suddenly caused the pupils of the old beggar tribe to shrink violently.

fast!
too fast!
The eyes of the old Qiyan clan followed the traces of the knife, but the old body was finally a beat slower.

boom--

The violent Gang Qi shook the surroundings.

Han Shaogui put his sword into its sheath and looked down at him from a high position on his horse.

"Is this what you call a dead end? It doesn't seem to be that good..."

puff--

The old man from the Qiyan tribe, who flew backwards and flew far away, opened his mouth and vomited out a mouthful of hot blood.

The shocking and terrifying aura that he had forcibly maintained before was completely dissipated under this knife.

As if everything before was an illusion.

"Clan elder!"

"Elder of the clan, are you okay?"

"Elder of the clan, you..."

Dozens of young men from the Qiyan tribe did not expect that the clan elder who was as powerful as a god just now would be defeated in the blink of an eye.

He didn't even block General Nangou's sword.

Such a huge contrast made them, who were already frightened, look even more desperate.

How could this be?
They really didn't understand why everything was fine in the morning.

Grandma even used tea foam to make her favorite milk tea.

But in the blink of an eye, why did everything become like this?

Grandma is dead.

Uncle Dam, who had always been very kind to him next door, also died.

died!

all dead!
The red blood flowing all over the ground slowly waded along the path in front of the yurt door, like the first stream flowing down from the upper reaches after the dry season.

It was so red that it was glaring, so red that it made people sick.

A boy from the Beginning Department, who was almost mentally broken, suddenly pulled out the scimitar from his waist, roaring like a wild beast and rushed towards the Southern Dogs.

Seeing this scene, the elder of the Qiyan tribe struggled to get up and exclaimed, 'No!Stop! '

But in this case, 'don't' and 'stop' are probably similar to 'don't stop' in some contexts.

Duh—

A sharp arrow penetrated from the young man's forehead and broke out from the back of his head.

Without its master, the horse instinctively continues to rush forward.

But after feeling the terrifying aura in front of him, he turned around and ran away.

Taiji slowly put down the good bow given by his master, and looked at the body that fell to the ground and was still twitching with disgust.

Dirty, savage, mindless idiots.

Living will only continue to pollute the grassland under the master's feet.

Taiji felt that the Yong soldiers who were constantly swinging their swords were doing a good job at this time.

This grassland needs to be cleansed.

Including the longevity sky above the head.

So Taiji squinted his eyes and looked at the begging young men, licked his dry lips, his eyes full of longing.

I hope they can rush over like that idiot just now, desperately.

In this way, he can reasonably replace his master and kill them all...!
It's a pity that those young men from the begging department disappointed Taiji.

After seeing their fellow tribesmen being killed by an arrow, although their eyes were full of hatred and anger, no one rushed forward again.

Instead, he looked at the one-armed clan elder standing aside.Although many of them used to regard this old man who would only hide in the tribe and linger on as an incompetent old dog.

But now... this old dog is their only and last hope.

It's just that the old dog, who was so powerful just now, now has a huge wound on his shoulder.

The raging Gang Qi remained in the wound, hindering its healing, and the blood soaked the fur on his body.

If he hadn't raised the knife to block it at the last moment.

By this time, he should be dead.

The elder of the Qiyan clan, who was being watched by everyone, looked at the corpse of the young man on the ground with a flash of sadness in his eyes.

Then he sighed, holding the knife and walking step by step towards the direction of the young men in the clan.

"Get off your horse."

Upon hearing the clan elder's instructions, all the young men in the clan looked at each other.

For a moment, I didn’t know what the clan elder meant.

It's just that in their opinion, the clan elders are trying their best to protect them and will definitely not harm them.

Coupled with today's sudden and tragic accident, they have long been left in a state of confusion.

So after a brief hesitation, they dismounted obediently.

"Clan elder..."

A young man from the tribe asked something.

But the clan elder didn't answer, he just said in a hoarse voice.

"follow me."

Then he actually led them directly to General Nangou.

Such an unexpected scene made Han Shao's eyes ponder.

"Down?"

Hearing what Han Shao said, the old man from the Qiyan tribe showed a wry smile.

"Down."

As he said that, he threw the scimitar in his hand at his feet.

He knelt down in front of Han Shaoma with one arm and sighed.

"I just ask the general for mercy and leave these seeds for my Qiyan tribe."

"They are all the most talented children in the Qiyan Department, and they can be slaves to the general!"

These Yong people came too quickly.

Also too powerful!

Knowing that the tribe could no longer be saved.

He only had time to recruit these talented young people.

As for the rest, he couldn't care about that.

Cruel?
But this is the prairie.

What's more, he is just a dying old dog, and what he can do is already the limit.

It's a pity that he didn't scare the young General Yong in front of him just now.

Otherwise, at this time, he should take these future seeds of the Qiyan Department and escape from here as quickly as possible.

It's just that it doesn't make any sense to say this now.

If you can survive, that's good.

Even if it is to be a slave, and to be a slave to the Yong people.

However, his painstaking achievements are destined not to be understood by everyone.

Just like the barbarian youths behind them, when facing the clan elders, they suddenly knelt down and asked to surrender to these enemies who were slaughtering clan members.

All of them showed incredible eyes.

Then he glared angrily at the beggar clan elder.

"Elder of the clan! How can this be possible! How can we be slaves to the Yong people?"

"That's right! We'd rather die!"

I saw those young men from the beggar-face department looking filled with indignation.

Although Han Shao didn't understand what they were saying, he understood the meaning.

Just as he was about to say something, one of the barbarian youths suddenly opened his mouth and spat at him.

His eyes were filled with deep-seated hatred.

"Yong dog!"

Han Shao twisted his eyebrows in disgust, and the smile suddenly disappeared from his eyes.

The beggar clan elder who was still kneeling on the ground changed his expression instantly when he saw this.

"General! He is still young and ignorant."

"Don't worry, General! As long as you train him well in the future, he will definitely be a good slave!"

"General..."

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(End of this chapter)