In the south, above the savannah.

Hundreds of figures were galloping on their horses, whips waving in their hands.

"Dorba, is His Majesty the Barbarian Emperor calling us to start a war this time?" A goatee-bearded barbarian looked at the young man beside him.

"Of course, His Majesty the Great Barbarian Emperor wants to avenge the 130,000 warriors who died, and my son of the prairie wants to step on the Central Plains and occupy that vast fertile land!"

The young man named Dorba mentioned the reverence on the face of the barbarian emperor: "The great barbarian emperor will definitely resound the name of my great barbarian throughout Shenzhou!" ”

"I see, this time, my barbarian's son will definitely rush into Great Xia!"

"Haha! Dorba, your father killed dozens of Xia people back then, and also enjoyed the girl of Great Xia, tsk......"

"Haha, I'm afraid Dorba is short and weak, not as brave as his father!"

Dorba suddenly showed a look of shame: "Dismount and fight me!" ”

……

Not far away, on a small grassy slope, a dozen figures waited side by side, wearing masks, scimitars hanging from their waists, carrying longbows, and their eyes radiating a dark glow.

They stood there quietly, the black horse under their crotch silent, like death on the grassland!

"Uncle Zhuoma, look at the people there!" Dorba suddenly saw the figure there, and said indifferently: "It should be some warriors of small tribes, only a dozen people, and they are also recruited by His Majesty the Barbarian Emperor!" ”

"Haha! Sure enough, it is a small tribe, only eighteen people! A young brute rode his horse and counted them carefully.

"Hmm!" Zhuoma was stunned for a moment, and suddenly there was a roar in his mind: "Eighteen? ”

"Uncle Dolma, what's wrong with you?"

Dorba saw Dolma's face change drastically, and hurriedly asked.

"Eighteen...... Eighteen! ”

Zhuoma vaguely saw the masks on their faces, and hurriedly yelled: "Quick! Run back! Don't look back! ”

Saying that, the fierce reining horse, a long roar!

"Kill!"

Suddenly, the eighteen figures moved, like a whirlwind rushing towards them.

"Could it be...... Could it be them? ”

Dolba's face suddenly turned defeated: "Prairie Reaper, we actually met Prairie Reaper!" ”

"Run!"

Dolma shouted loudly and hurriedly ran back.

Suddenly, a scream came one after another, and eighteen arrows accurately pierced the throats of eighteen people!

"Run! They are the Prairie Reaper! ”

Dorba shouted, his heart was full of fear, he never thought that he would encounter the legendary steppe god of death in his life!

Three months ago, a tribe of 1,000 people was wiped out overnight, leaving no survivors.

Shocked the entire prairie, in the next half a month, three more tribes were exterminated, His Majesty the Barbarian Emperor was furious, sent people to investigate the matter thoroughly, and finally found that the murderers were only eighteen people, but no one ever knew what they looked like.

Because, all those who have seen them are dead!

In the past three months, the number of people who have died at their hands has exceeded 10,000, and many small tribes have gathered together for fear of being wiped out.

"Run!"

Dorba shouted as he ran, and when he turned his head to look, he saw that the eighteen men in black had already caught up in a matter of moments, and besides, the bows and arrows in their hands had already taken away nearly a hundred warriors of the tribe!

Dolba gritted his teeth and pulled out the saber at his waist: "I am a warrior, kill!" ”

As he spoke, he turned his horse's head and rushed towards Yan Yun's eighteen horsemen.

"Dorba! Come back! Zhuoma's face was suddenly shocked: "Come back soon!" ”

Dorba clenched his teeth, and when he saw the indifferent eyes of those people, he suddenly felt a chill in his heart, and suddenly a cold light flashed, only to feel a burst of heat on his neck, and when he touched his hand, blood spurted out.

He didn't see until he died, where the arrow came from!

"Dolba!"

Dolma's eyes were torn apart, Dorba was one of the most powerful warriors in his tribe, and there was hope of competing for the next patriarch, but ......

"Warriors, we can't run away anymore, this is the prairie, the territory of the barbarian gods, fight with them, may the glory of the barbarian gods shine on the grassland forever!"

As he spoke, Zhuo Ma reined in the horses and watched the eighteen figures get closer and closer, his hands trembled unconsciously, but he still held the hilt of the knife in his hand tightly!

Dozens of figures stopped and stood behind Dolma!

"Kill!"

Zhuoma shouted and took the initiative to kill him, only to see a man in black flashing his sword, and Zhuoma fell unwillingly.

A hunt unfolded on the flat prairie, until in sight, only eighteen people remained!

……

Wandering the world.

Zhao Shi'an sat in the lobby with a contemplative look on his face.

"My lord, Yan Yi and they are back!"

Gao Shun suddenly walked in and spoke.

"Yan Yi is back?" Zhao Shi'an's face was slightly surprised, and then he said thoughtfully: "It seems that the news from Your Majesty is true, and Nanban has made a big move again!" ”

"Yes! A few of them are evil, if they don't go for ten days and half a month on weekdays, they won't come back, but this time they have only been gone for two days, so they should have found a special situation! ”

Gao Shun nodded in a deep voice.

"Let Yan Yi come in and come in with me."

Gao Shun nodded and strode out.

It didn't take long for Yan Yi to walk in, the mask on his face still not taken off, and he didn't salute.

Zhao Shi'an was also used to getting along with them, and smiled slightly bitterly: "Why are you back?" ”

Yan Yi didn't talk nonsense, and said coldly: "I found a barbarian army, about 100,000, and it will arrive at the end of the world tomorrow!" ”

Zhao Shi'an's face suddenly turned pale: "Really? ”

Yan Yi bowed his head slightly, quietly waiting for Zhao Shi'an's instructions.

"Yan Yi, I'm bothering you to make a trip and find out their marching route!" Zhao Shi'an said in a deep voice.

Yan nodded and strode away.

Gao Shun opened his mouth and said, "My lord, do you want to ......?"

"If we take the initiative to attack and take it by surprise......" Zhao Shi'an's face was dark, and his brows were furrowed: "Have the stirrups been transported?" ”

"Not yet!"

Gao Shun shook his head helplessly, "Even if there are stirrups, I'm afraid it will take a few days for the soldiers to get used to it!" ”

Zhao Shi'an sighed lightly: "I don't know how Jingzhong decides!" How many reinforcements are there! ”

"His Royal Highness King Yin will come!"

Zhao Shi'an shook his head slightly: "Not necessarily!" That kid's body ......"

Zhao Shi'an was halfway through his words, and suddenly stopped talking.

Gao Shun's face was stunned: "His Royal Highness King Yu, you will definitely come!" ”

Zhao Shi'an sighed lightly and changed the topic: "Yan Yi, they are really powerful, in these three months, there should be 10,000 barbarians who died in their hands, right?" ”

"I don't know how your Highness trained them!"

Zhao Shi'an's shock was not fake at all, in the past three months, when he received one battle report after another from Yanyun's eighteen horsemen, his first impression was disbelief!

However, when he sent someone to find out, he had to believe it!

Whether it is an old man or a child, only they have met ......

Gao Shun sighed lightly: "They are too cold-blooded!" ”。

"No, they are real heroes, they are just blood for blood, tooth for tooth, you haven't seen those barbarians slaughter the people of my level......"

Zhao Shi'an sighed lightly, his eyes were deep!