The Hu people are still martial, and those who can become the head of a family and a surname are those who are brave, and the same is true for Wuyan. He was known for his divine power when he was young, and he once killed fierce beasts with his bare hands, so he could deter all the tribes. Even now, the chief still personally competes with the young warriors of the tribe in archery and horses, and martial arts, and more than a dozen fierce men are no match for him.

However, the fifty sword-wielding warriors in front of him suddenly made him feel a strong sense of fear.

Placing a group of men outside the big tent in case of contingencies was originally proposed by Uyan. But he 'handed' this task to the difficult building to be responsible, which has its own deep meaning. On the one hand, the force of the Baishan Department is far less powerful than that of the Hanshan Department, and since he has the overall situation in his hands, he might as well give Nanlou some power and responsibility to show his affinity and trust in him. On the other hand, if there is a bloody massacre in the course of deliberations, the responsibility can also be shifted to Nanlou in the future. The relationship between the Baishan Department and the various Wuhuan sub-branches is 'evil', which is conducive to his position as the leader of the Wuhuan of Daijun.

When these warriors first came forward, they fiercely forced back a few Qu commanders who tried to evade, so Wu Yan felt that his arrangements were very appropriate, and everything was in his hands.

Can ...... now

Dozens of long knives stood like a forest, 'approaching' without hurry, and Wuyan suddenly stopped.

These people weren't Wuhuan people at all, and when Uyan finally saw these sword-wielding warriors up close, he was immediately sure of that. Although they wore the robes and robes of the Wuhuan warriors, and their hairstyles were the same as those of the Wuhuan people, there were still subtle differences in their face shape and posture. At the same time, Wu Yan also clearly felt the awe-inspiring power of these people's gestures, and the killing intent in their eyes that disregarded life and death could only be cultivated in countless bloody and tragic battles.

The summer afternoon sun should have been hot, but Wuyan felt a chill running through the roof. A strong instinct told him: these people are real brave men, and if they act rashly, they will definitely die, and they will die immediately!

Wu Yan maintained the posture of holding up the tent with one hand, and slowly turned his head to look at Hu Liuniang in the tent. These people are all arranged by Nanlou, but Nanlou is just a rat, and he can't play such a 'trick' if he is given ten guts. At this moment, the key to the situation is only on Hu Liuniang.

Since the battle and the state sword soldiers, the villages in the southern area of Taihang Mountain have cut off contact with Daidi. Why did this Hu Dazhai master come here suddenly? And when did she collude with this kid in Nanlou?

"I can't imagine that the people in the Taihang Green Forest would deliberately 'meddle' in the internal affairs of our Daijun Hu clan." Wu Yan said word by word.

"How could it be......" Hu Liuniang replied with a smile: "It's just that a friend wants to meet the chief of Wuyan and ordered me to be a middleman." I hope that the chief of Wuyan will not blame me for being abrupt. ”

"Oh? Lord Hu Dazhai is an old acquaintance of our Daijun Wuhuan. If I had known that the Lord of Hu Zhai was coming, I would have prepared a little wine to entertain me. Who you want to introduce is just a trivial matter, so why bother so much effort? ”

Just as he was about to say a few more words, Wu Yan suddenly felt a pain in his vest. It was the feeling of a sharp blade slowly pushing in, piercing through the robe and piercing the skin. Obviously, these samurai are going to repeat their old tricks again, and reproduce the scene when Shicai forced Su Servant to retreat.

But although this situation is dangerous, it cannot frighten Wuyan. Although the blade was sharp, Wu Yan just shook his head and sneered: thinking that these ghost tricks could 'force' him to comply, he inevitably underestimated the blood 'sex' of the Wuhuan people and underestimated the fierceness of the Hu people in Northern Xinjiang!

He shrugged slightly, straightened his shoulders, and stood on his heels. Even though the blade pierced into the body, his posture remained unchanged at all, as if he didn't pay attention to the sharp pain of the tip of the knife. In this way, the knife hand behind him did not dare to act rashly. The tip of the knife was still against the back of the heart, but it no longer exerted any more force.

As the male lord who is only one step away from being able to unify the various departments of Daijun Wuhuan, Wuyan's strong 'sexual' personality is really very comparable. From the victory of the unification of all the departments to the dilemma of 'sex' and 'manipulation' at the hands of others, such a contrast is enough to make people lose their souls, but Wu Yan reinvigorated his 'spirit' in the blink of an eye.

It was only fifty sword-wielding samurai, and at most these people could only surround the big tent. In the entire camp outside the big tent, there were 'elite' warriors from the Hanshan tribe wandering everywhere, and every entry and exit road and key checkpoint was carefully guarded by Wu Yan's henchmen. As long as he shouted warnings, he could immediately gather hundreds of warriors, and with a ten-to-one superiority in troops, it was enough to chop all the people in the tent into 'meat' mud!

For today's gathering of Wuhuan Qushuai, Wuyan has made full preparations. He never believed that such a large number of arrangements would be lost to a mere fifty people, let alone that anyone would dare to risk the burning of the 'jade' stone to kill him.

Thinking like this, Wu Yan said eloquently: "This set of methods can only scare the weak, and it is completely useless to me Wu Yan, so it is better to let them all retreat." I still have something to discuss with the chiefs, why don't you wait for a while? After I have put an end to the affairs of my clan, it will not be too late to meet your friends......"

"Time is limited, I can't wait." Suddenly, I heard someone answer in a deep voice.

Behind the dome hangs a huge felt painting made of the finest pure white sheep 'hair', which depicts a group of wolves devouring cows. At this moment, the felt painting was lifted open, and a young general wearing fish scale armor and an iron scarf walked into the vault with a long knife at his waist in his hand.

Even if the Wuhuan people have been trapped in the mountains of southern Dai County for many years, they have been so deaf and blind that they are blinded. But the basic vision is still there. The young general's outfit is clearly the dress of an imperial court officer! What's going on? Many of the Wuhuan Hao chieftains present were panicked for a while, dumbfounded and didn't know what to do. Although dozens of people were here, they could only watch the young man walk forward.

When he stood in the middle of the dome at random, there was a strong confidence that turned his hands into clouds and rained hands, as if he regarded everyone as a foil.

Wu Yan felt that the situation was getting more and more out of his control, and he tried his best to calm his mind and shouted, "Who are you? ”

"General Lu Yao, the general of Pingbei and the general of the 'gate' under the command of Shi Yue Shigong of Bingzhou, has seen the chief of Wuyan." The young man's deep eyes flashed, and he bowed his hand to Wu Yanluo calmly: "The Jin army that you are talking about is Lu's subordinate. ”

When this sentence came into his ears, Wu Yan's mind turned sharply, and he instantly understood a lot. This Jin general actually appeared in the chieftain's tent of the Wuhuan White Mountain Department, but he didn't know it. So, are the arrangements that we thought were foolproof really effective? No wonder Hu Liuniang looked at herself with such contempt, it turned out that this Wuhuan Hao Chieftain's conference and his own schemes may all be under the supervision of others......

He looked at the general of the Jin people, looked at Hu Liuniang, and then looked at the difficult building with a somewhat stiff face, and finally looked forward to the rest of the Wuhuan Qu Shuai with a panicked and 'chaotic' face, and his heart was depressed. What is the purpose of his painstaking operation in order to unify Daijun Wuhuan? Isn't it so that the Wuhuan people can regain the glory of the past and no longer be oppressed by the imperial court and the Xianbei people? But he never thought that the most powerful ally, the difficult building of the Baishan Department, had already colluded with the Jin people!

After all, Wuyan is an old man in his sixties, and no matter how strong he is, he can't withstand such a series of blows after all. Suddenly, I felt a salty smell in my throat, as if I was about to spurt out a mouthful of hot blood. He clenched his fists, swallowed the blood back into his stomach, and said slowly in the most steady tone: "It turned out to be General Lu......"

Even if there is no way to deal with it, you might as well have a few words to buy some time, and then slowly try to make a good plan. Even on such an occasion, Uyan still did not give up.

However, Lu Yao would never give Wu Yan a chance. This leader of the most powerful clan in Daijun Wuhuan is not the kind of horn 'color' who is willing to be 'manipulated' by others.

Lu Yao interrupted Wu Yan's words and indifferently ordered: "Kill it." ”

Wu Yan suddenly felt a chill in his heart. He lowered his head to look, and saw a sharp blade through his chest, more than half a foot out. He coughed dryly a few times, and bright red blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth and nose.

The curtain was ajar, and light fell on the face of the sword-wielding samurai. This gentleman is the new team leader Liu Fei under Lu Yao.

The fierce general who followed Ji Sang to kill people in the past held the handle of the knife and twisted it back and forth a few times, and then he shouted "hi" and 'pumped' the knife back to the sheath.

Uyan immediately fell to the ground. There was a slight 'twitch' in the limbs, but the person was already dead.