Zhao Yinlong, who was originally the personal guard of Zhao Meng, the current head of the Zhao family, was the son of the family.

When it was, after the Anping Zhao family took over the horse business, they naturally wanted to equip the family with a complete set of people, and he was selected.

Originally, by Zhao Meng's side, there were gold, silver and bronze three dragon guards, the golden dragon and bronze dragon died at the foot of Helan Mountain, only the silver dragon survived, it was not luck, but because he learned the best channeling technique.

Everyone has their own advantages, Zhao Yinlong is a natural martial arts wizard, and he has reached the peak of the third rate after the age of death.

"Who's in front of you?" He didn't panic, anyway, the Xianbei people are short of food now, and the two sides may be able to reach a deal, and that kind of thing is not unprecedented.

"I am the Eastern Xianbei Lord who is trying to reprimand Su Li, the son of He," a young knight stepped out of the crowd: "Dare to ask, but Zhao Yinlong, the Zhao family's caravan, is in front of the family?" ”

"Yes!" Zhao Yinlong found out that the other party had not cultivated the channeling technique, and his heart couldn't help but feel relieved: "Why did Master Su Li come?" Please remove the people and let us go back, and we will be honored with a heavy gift. ”

"Hahahaha, Zhao Dangjia is so bold!" Su Liyang smiled.

"Then, if I let you go back, how will I explain to my father? And how did my father give an account to our king? Please Zhao Dangjia to teach me. His face instantly fell, ready to charge.

"Young Master Mingjian," Zhao Yinlong's eloquence is still very good: "Your Wang Tan Shihuai is seriously injured and will leave soon." Lord of the East, why can't you become the King of Xianbei? ”

"The status of my Zhao family in the Han Dynasty, I believe that the young adults are very clear. With our material and financial help, why worry about trying to rebuke the He tribe for not being able to unify Xianbei and build a more powerful Xianbei? ”

For a moment, Sully was even a little moved. There is no wind and no waves, and it is certain that the Xianbei King Tanshi Huai will be attacked.

There is often gossip. It is said that his life is short, and even Sully himself has used the excuse of visiting the royal court in order to give his father a decision on the future movement.

It's a pity that every time Tan Shihuai sees him, he has a lot of makeup on his body, and he looks no different from a normal person.

More than a year has passed. King Xianbei is still alive and well, and Tu Xuanhe's active mind has long been put down.

"Isn't the Zhao family taking our Xianbei warriors too seriously?" Su Li scolded: "My king has an order, and all the horses are left, otherwise." ”

With a wave of his hand, the Xianbei people behind him all made a charging gesture.

"Young Master," Zhao Yinlong took a deep breath: "Tanshi Huai said that he wanted horses, and you want to attack us." Could it be that the hands and feet of the sandalwood locust can reach to the east? ”

"Besides, what is the status of my Zhao family in the Han Dynasty, the young adult is not unclear. Want to provoke a war between the Han and Xianbei people? Once you erupt, you are a humble sinner! ”

He himself has achieved cultivation, and when he speaks, he deliberately emits his inner qi, and his voice echoes everywhere in the entire venue.

However, Zhao Yinlong still underestimated the wolf nature of the Xianbei people, and the more pressure there was in front of the alien race, the more they had to resist. They will surrender unless they encounter great difficulties and see no hope of victory.

"Between the Han and I Xianbei. Fighting year after year, it's not a day or two! Su Li sneered: "What about going to war. I'm a warrior of Xianbei, I'm afraid of you, can't you? ”

He just wanted to move behind him secretly, and the moment the other party spoke, he expected that he was not an opponent.

The Xianbei people are brave in battle, and Suli thinks that his blood is noble and does not want to make unnecessary sacrifices.

"Brethren, no!" Zhao Yinlong also found out about the situation. A loud roar: "Fight! ”

As he spoke, he took the lead and rushed into the ranks of the Xianbei people.

The Zhending Zhao family not only gave the Anping Zhao family a leader with strong martial arts and was familiar with the horse business, but also sent fifty well-trained guides and cultivators.

I saw that Zhao Yinlong was like an arrow, and the guys behind him followed in a triangle.

Even if it's just over a hundred. The momentum is immense, no less than the attack of a thousand people.

"Ahh The Xianbei man who bore the brunt was stabbed in the head with a shot, and Zhao Yinlong's spear came out like the wind and quickly pulled it back.

It has to be said that in cavalry operations, long-handled weapons have a great advantage, one inch long and one inch stronger.

The Xianbei people have lived on the grassland for generations, and many of their iron tools were smuggled from the Han side.

In terms of the armament of weapons, there is much difference. Later generations saw that the Mongols rode horses to the world, but they wiped out the Jin country, which has rich iron ore resources.

Otherwise, the so-called Mangu Gangster tactics are nothing more than empty words.

On the Mongolian plateau, there is no abundant arrow shaft, is it possible to use pasture behind the arrow, and the arrow is also made of ula grass?

For a while, Su Li, who had just entered the battlefield, was so frightened that his urine was about to come out, Nima, when did the Han people be so brave that they actually launched an attack on the Xianbei people first?

And the offensive was so fierce, I saw those spear heads flying up and down, every time they rose and fell, they would definitely take away a fresh life of Xianbei warriors, those people grew up with themselves since childhood.

In fact, Suli has not experienced many wars, and often leads a large number of men and horses to bully small tribes and surrender without a fight.

If you can't help but say it when you meet, it will be a burst of random arrows, and it is difficult to say how many people can survive in the Zhao caravan now.

Zhao Yinlong still remembers the boss's words: "In the future, whenever you encounter a foreign race, you will strike first!" ”

He didn't know how many people he had killed, and he was killing in the direction of Suli.

Only by capturing the young adults of their tribe can there be any hope of winning today's battle.

Otherwise, looking at the other party's formation, there are no less than 5,000 people, and they obviously got the news to intercept them here.

He and his brother have practiced the channeling technique, and a hundred people have killed an average of fifty people each, and they are tired to death.

What's more, there are more than fifty of the Anping Zhao family's own subordinates, they don't have a guide to lay the foundation, it's okay to pick up leaks in the back, and the frontal fight may be worse than the Xianbei people.

"Capture Sully alive!" Zhao Yinlong shouted a fierce battle, and his subordinates often did not have a unified enemy.

There are not many Xianbei people who know Chinese, and Su Li himself is the eldest son of an adult in the east, and he has been accompanied by Han people since he was a child, so he can speak fluent Chinese.

The other Xianbei people didn't understand, but the pronunciation of the word Su Li was almost understood.

This kind of alien race, which is still in the transition from primitive society to slave society or slave society to feudal society, their punishment is very severe, and they will die if they retreat after the war.

And Su Li is the son of an adult, if something happens to him, as long as the five thousand people go back, it is impossible for Tu Kuhe to give others a chance to distinguish and be executed directly.

Even if you die, all the relatives behind you will be beheaded, and that kind of death is said to be unable to enter the arms of the immortal heaven after death, which is despised by the Xianbei people.

That's why they knew they were invincible, but they still rushed up one after another, desperately defending Suli in the crowd. (To be continued.) )

PS: War is not only the name of this chapter, but also Wushan's own manifesto. The editor greatly put it on the shelves, and all the previous manuscripts in Wushan were scrapped, because there was too much deviation from today's thinking. Therefore, there is not a single word in Wushan today, and I walked home from work at half past eleven, and I kept coding words. After brewing a cup of strong tea, the tea became lighter. Pour it out and brew another cup, then code words. Readers, I still have the energy to finish the last chapter, are you there? Please give me support, Wushan's blood is burning.