Chapter 725: Princess Loulan

The Mutu tribe is the only tribe among the hundred ethnic groups that implements the customs of the Central Plains and wears the clothes of the Central Plains.

The reason for this is simply because this tribe is a relic of the Central Plains.

Mutu means to admire Middle-earth.

His ancestors came to the Western Regions with Shang Zu, and then took root and multiplied in the Western Regions.

Although it has been a long time, it is indispensable to intermarry with various ethnic groups, and the appearance of the entire tribe has also undergone a lot of changes.

However, the Mutu people still maintain the customs of the Central Plains.

At the same time, each generation of Mutu young people regard themselves as the remnants of the Central Plains and have never forgotten their roots.

......

The last time the Hundred Clans encountered a large-scale military disaster was a few decades ago.

In the face of the surging Wusun army, the hundred clans responded instantly, and armed their sons and daughters one after another, preparing to stage another alliance of the hundred clans.

However!

The Wusun army came too quickly, and it didn't wait for the army of the hundred tribes to gather together.

In just one day's work, more than a dozen tribes were mercilessly slaughtered.

Listen to the survivors who ran out.

The horn sounded, and the Wusun cavalry suddenly appeared, and the sound of killing shook the sky.

Everywhere you go to a tribe, you only ask: Surrender or die!

But those who hesitate will destroy their families and exterminate their families.

For a time, the hundreds of tribes killed were terrified.

This kind of thing has never happened, and in the past, foreign wars and disasters were mainly based on surrender, or plundering women and wealthy clans.

The hundred tribes have already learned a set of coping methods.

If you want to surrender, you can talk about the conditions, and if the conditions are negotiated, I will surrender and send my sons to fight with you.

When you pay the bill, it will depend on how the battle goes.

If there is a advantage, the soldiers of the hundred tribes are absolutely brave to fight, and to fight is to make a fortune.

It's the same as a mercenary.

And this time, Baizu clearly felt the difference.

The army of Wusun did not give the slightest room for negotiation.

If you want to talk about resistance, the more than ten tribes that were destroyed have all resisted.

The results speak for themselves.

......

In an oasis.

There were thousands of soldiers and horses outside, but these people were dressed in various ways, and some of them were wounded.

In the tent, the chiefs of all the tribes represented by these soldiers and horses are here.

I saw that the atmosphere in the tent was very depressing, everyone was sad, only the four men who looked exactly the same sat in the east seat, all of them had a calm face.

One of the Isedons stood up and said hatefully, "This Wusun is too arrogant to let them continue!!"

"Fight, what to fight?" said the Cybian patriarch.

Immediately, he threw out a spear that was half broken, glanced at the audience, and said hatefully:

"Of the nine hundred warriors of my Saiya clan, less than a hundred have survived, so if you have the ability, you can go and learn the Wusun Iron Cavalry!"

Suddenly, the audience was dumbfounded.

After a while, a Sark said:

"Our clan has always been in the south, far away from Wusun, when did Wusun become so powerful?"

Patriarch Saiya looked resentful and said in a deep voice:

"That Wusun country doesn't know where to get the high-headed horses in the north, whether the horses or people are heavy armor, they can't resist at all!!"

"Northland?" asked one of the four men who looked alike.

"Geng ......" Patriarch Saiya just opened his mouth, but he was stunned, he didn't know which one of the Geng family brothers.

The person who spoke before immediately pointed to himself and then to his own brother, and introduced:

"I am the second Geng Shu, this is my third brother Geng Guo, the fourth brother went with the eldest brother to contact the Beacon City Army, the fifth Geng Ju, this is ...... I don't need to introduce it, my little brother Geng Ba!!"

Geng Guo and Geng Ju stood up and saluted everyone.

This is the Central Plains etiquette, and the hundred tribes generally do not pay attention to it, but others have to return after giving a gift.

Suddenly, one in the tent got up and returned the salute.

At this moment, a giant man stood up, and the crown of his head went straight to the top of the tent.

Everyone knows who this is, the fierce beast of the Mutu tribe - Geng Ba!

"Patriarch Saiya, you don't have to worry, if he dares to come, he will be called back!!" Geng Ba raised his copper hammer and shouted loudly.

The sound is like thunder!

There was some horror in the crowd.

However, the patriarch of the Yanqi clan on the side, with a roll of his eyes, immediately echoed loudly, and praised:

"The sixth elder of the Geng family is right, this is the land of my hundred tribes, how can I allow him to run rampant, please ask the Mutu clan to take the lead, let them see my heroes of the hundred clans!!"

Geng Ba was proud for a while, and was about to speak again, but he was pressed down by Geng Guo and Geng Ju beside him.

The third Geng Guo even glanced at his younger brother.

Geng Shu secretly sneered, stood up, walked up to Geng Ba and patted him on the shoulder, and said loudly:

"Although my sixth brother is brave, he is only one person. ”

Turning his head, Geng Shu looked at the patriarch of the Yanqi clan, and said with a serious face:

"This is a great disaster for my hundred clans, not one clan can be reversed, my Mutu clan and Yanqi clan are both big clans, and it is my duty!"

With an embarrassed smile, the Yanqi clan patriarch nodded one after another.

"I'm afraid that the rest of the small clan will not be in line with us," a really old voice sounded.

Everyone's eyes turned to the lord of Loulan Country who spoke.

There are also people among the hundred ethnic groups who have founded the country, but the country is very small, and at most it is a larger tribe.

Geng Shu hurriedly said: "Shanshan lord, Loulan is the first of my hundred clans, and has always been the backbone of my hundred clans, why did the lord of the country say this, isn't it ......?"

"My father is telling the truth!"

A voice like a heavenly voice interrupted Geng Shu's words.

I saw that a woman slowly walked out from behind Shanshan, a typical exotic style, dressed in gorgeous yarn, whether it was ornamental jewelry such as tassels, ties, ribbons, patches, etc., they were all exquisite, and they were all exquisite, and they were made by a skilled craftsman.

Suddenly, there was silence in the tent, only the sound of breathing was heard, and the sound was rapid, and many people in the tent had bloodshot eyes.

This woman is the princess of the Kingdom of Lou, known as the Pearl of the Western Regions-Shanrou.

The reason why it is not the first beauty is because the first beauty is someone else.

The three elders of the Kunlun faction, the wife of the life-seeking mad sword Gong Ling-Breeze Willow Leaf.

Even so, this woman's appearance made the mouths of many men in the Western Regions dry, so I heard this woman hum:

"When Wusun came, my father sent someone to inform all the tribes as soon as possible, and you can see for yourself, how many more are coming today?"

"Uh~~~!" Geng Shu choked on the question.

There were only more than 30 clans present, only two-thirds of the big clans, and most of the small clans did not come.

"Maybe it happened suddenly, and the road was delayed, but I think it's almost there. Geng Guo said softly.

A pair of sapphire eyes looked at Geng Guo, who immediately blushed and lowered his face.

The lotus foot moved slightly, and Yan Rou walked to the tent, looked around at the patriarchs of the various clans, took a light breath, and said lightly:

"Actually, what are the ideas of those ethnic groups who have not come? Everyone is clear, just ask everyone present, with our people here, do you have the confidence to defeat Wusun?"

For a while, the audience was quiet again, and the patriarchs of all clans bowed their heads and remained silent.

Even the Geng brothers shook their heads and sighed, they were not afraid, but cold.

Looking around again, Shanrou glanced back at her father, Shanshan gave a firm look and nodded slowly.

Closing her sapphire eyes, Princess Shanrou, the pearl of the Western Regions, said softly:

"Whoever has a warrior who takes off the head of Wusun mud is my Shanrou's attached horse!!"