The two armies faced each other, Ma Chao and Duotamu stood in front of the formation, and there didn't seem to be much tension between swords and crossbows.

Maybe it's God's favor, or maybe it's the luck of his own scouts. When Yan Xing once again divided his troops to chase and kill Ma Chao, Ma Chao, who had just left the Baimaqiang tribe, bumped into the army of the Huangyangqiang tribe.

Ma Chao didn't have the slightest intention of fighting, although he was wearing armor and holding a big gun at this time, but in his left hand, he was holding a three-year-old boy, who was teasing intentionally or unintentionally. And Duotamu's gaze was stunned with Ma Chao's teasing. Especially when Ma Chao threw the child high, Duotamu's eyes were eager to eat Ma Chao and lick Ma Chao's stinky feet, for fear that Ma Chao would accidentally lose his hand......

"Leader of Duotamu, Ling Gongzi is really tiger-headed, smart and clever, and he must be a leader who can support the tribe in the future." Ma Chao is like a leisurely outing, and the horse walks towards Dotamu.

Duotamu watched Ma Chao walk slowly step by step, and his eyes couldn't help but flash with a kind of hope and expectation: as long as Ma Chao took the initiative to walk in front of him, he would have the opportunity to desperately snatch the child from Ma Chao's hands! As for Ma Chao's martial arts, as an anxious father, Duotamu didn't think much about it.

"The young general praises falsely, if the dog is half as powerful as the young general, Duotamu will be dead without regrets......" Duotamu looked straight at Ma Chao, his mouth was casually perfunctory, but in his heart he was silently counting the distance between Ma Chao and himself.

Fifty steps

Thirty steps

Twenty steps

Ten steps

Duotamu could already clearly see Ma Chao's face at this time, he could see Ma Chao's every move, and what he saw was his child's joy and desire to return to his arms.

Ma Chao still seems to have a picture of virtue that he doesn't know about, talking to Duotamu casually, and his crotch is non-stop. Even, until this time, Ma Chao's war horse and Duotamu's war horse were no more than a horse's head away.

And at this moment, Duotamu's eyes flashed, and he seemed to be about to make a move. However, out of the caution of the martial artist, Duotamu still looked up at Ma Chao's eyes.

At this glance, Duotamu clearly saw Ma Chao's tiger eyes looking at him with a smile, and the fire in his eyes flickered brightly and dimly, as if a casual but violent battle intent was burning in his eyes.

Duotamu clearly knew that Ma Chao could inspire this fighting spirit at any time, because now his burning eyes were staring at him without blinking. His eyes swept to Ma Chao's right hand, and he could clearly see that his fingers were gradually becoming familiar with the tactile sensation of the big gun. Ma Chao sat on the horse so easily, holding a gun in his right hand and holding his child in his left hand......

It's a hint that Dotam is a smart guy who knows that Ma Chao is forcing himself to choose between left and right.

At this time, Ma Chao's attitude of controlling everything made Duotamu have no doubt that no matter when and where, Ma Chao's big gun can be waved from the right side! Because, as time goes by, the faint murderous aura exuded by Ma Chao's body seems to have dissolved with the surrounding environment, showing his majestic and upright posture.

Seeing Ma Chao's contradictory illusion of being calm and relaxed and like a tiger coming out of the cage at any time, Duotamu suddenly remembered one thing: that is, the person in front of him who has been fighting with Ma Teng since he was fourteen years old, and now he is fifteen years old, has won a resounding title - Xiliang Zhijin!

Dota Mu let out a long breath, his fingers gradually relaxed, and he gave up the idea of snatching the child by surprise: Ma Chao had clearly seen through his intentions, and since he had already taken precautions, the chance of success was equal to zero. What's more, although there was no formal competition, from the confrontation of momentum, Duotamu had clearly felt the gap between himself and this Xiliang Zhijin!

So, the scimitar in Duotamu's hand drove the war horse to the left side of Ma Chao. Half an hour later, Ma Chao's conversation became this sentence:

"How? The leader of Duotamu, the tea of the Han Dynasty, is it a necessary material for the Qiang people? ”

Yes, within half an hour, Ma Chao had already talked about the fundamental differences between the Han and Qiang ethnic groups from the future achievements of Duotamu's son, and then deepened the exchange of ways of life between the Han and Qiang ethnic groups. Now, we've gotten down to the nitty-gritty......

What can Duotamu do, he can only nod his head and yes, and in his heart, he has already scolded Ma Chao's ancestors for the eighteenth generation: We are now at war! You're fucking here just to have a bi-ethnic exchange meeting?

At this time, between the formations behind Duotamu, dozens of Han people dressed as Qiang people were already glaring at Duotamu: after the incident of Heishui Qiang, Yan Xing deliberately sent several spies to the troops of Duotamu and Ogoro before this division of troops to monitor the movements of the leaders of these two tribes.

Duotamu naturally knew Yan Xing's small actions, he thought that Ma Chao might use his son to blackmail him, and also thought that Ma Chao might play the warmth card to persuade himself to let him go, and even, Duotamu also thought that Ma Chao might kill his son in front of the battle to destroy Huang Yangqiang's fighting spirit. With so many ideas, Duotamu had already collapsed a little, so he didn't care about Yan Xing's actions. But he didn't expect that Ma Chao was holding his son and chatting with himself in such a solemn confrontation between the two armies!

So, how should those spies report this situation?

Thinking of this, Duotamu once again rose to the idea of snatching his own child, even if he died under Ma Chao's gun!

However, Ma Chao seemed to have completely controlled Duotamu's psychology, and before Duotamu could make a move, Ma Chao had already moved his body slightly: leaning his weight forward, his hips were also in a sitting position, and although his right hand was still holding the big gun, he had moved the tip of the gun to the most suitable position for attacking. This is clearly imminent, and it will be ...... if Dotamu makes the slightest move

After imagining all the tricks in his mind, Duotamu sadly found that no matter how he shot, Ma Chao could easily defuse his attack, and throw his child under the horse casually!

Yes, Duotamu had already seen Ma Chao's thoughts, because Ma Chao's eyes had already glanced at the child on his left hand many times, as well as at the very dazzling stone in the ground......

"Daddy, why didn't you take the baby away? The elder brother said that his father wanted to play a game of hide and seek with the child, but the child didn't want to play this game anymore, he just wanted to be with his father...... "The milky voice suddenly sounded, completely shattering all of Dotamu's determination and confidence.

"That's right, Ah Hu has to be brave, as a citizen of the Qiang tribe, how can you not even play a game?" Dotamu sighed lightly, his eyes showing the doting of a loving father, and said to his son: "Don't worry, Daddy will take you back soon." ”

"Young General, since you are the eldest son of the Xiliangma family, how can you use such despicable means!" Dotamu hissed at the end, an indictment of his powerlessness as a weakling.

"How can the chief say that? Chao is just to see that the noble son has a bit of a demeanor beyond the past, and can't help but want to stay with the noble son for a little longer, is this also despicable? Ma Chao grinned, that sincere look, how much to owe a beating!

Damn you, you're not despicable, then there is no despicable thing in the world! - The grief-stricken and aggrieved Duotamu roared in his heart.