Mahazang and others finally caught up. At this time, Chu Huan had already killed several guards. The remaining guards were not afraid when they saw Mahazang and others coming over. They were less and more. In just a moment, they were all killed.

The corpse on the ground was lying horizontally, Mahazang's sword was covered with blood, looking into the distance, there was only a black spot at the end of the sky, Mahara had already gone far away, Mahazang waved his hand and said in a deep voice: "When you chase after him, who can take his head, a bounty of a thousand taels!"

The cavalry behind him shouted and chased after him. Then Mahazang turned to Chu Huan and asked, "Good brother, are you in trouble?"

Chu Huan shook his head and said, "The eldest prince, I failed to take down Mahara. Please forgive me!"

"He is now a stray dog ​​and will not live long." Mahazang waved his hand and smiled, "Even if he escaped this time, he could only go to Hei Shui. I will soon send troops to attack Hei Shui, and then I will use my sabre to kill him with my own hands."

Chu Huan heard the sound of killing sounds shook the sky from afar, and said, "Big Prince, the battle situation in the Black Mountain is fierce. Now Mahara has fled alone. As long as you give orders, the two armies will be able to stop!"

Mahazang had turned his horse's head and slapped the horse, "Brother, let's go!"

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Under the Black Mountain, corpses accumulate like mountains and blood flows into rivers.

The soldiers on both sides suffered casualties, but in comparison, Tarik suffered much more severe damage, and the battlefield had been divided into several small pieces. Tarik was worthy of being the elite of the empire. Although he was at a lower level, he did not surrender and fought to the death.

When Mahazang returned to the battlefield, Shiboguli had already led a team of people to welcome him. Seeing Mahazang safe and sound, he breathed a sigh of relief. Qi Luo, who was beside Shiboguli, was relieved when he saw Chu Huan.

"Now Shbuguli, I will be ordered to order Mahara, and ordered Tarik to put down his weapons. As long as he put down his weapons, no matter the size of his official position, I will forgive him!" Mahazang said in a deep voice: "Whoever wants to continue to resist stubbornly will be killed without mercy!"

Mahazang knew very well that Mahara was defeated and the Tarik cavalry fought stubbornly, and now it was just to save their lives. Although Tarik was at a disadvantage now, if he really wanted to fight to the death, Babaitu would have to pay a huge price.

Although the top leaders of Babaitu and Tarik were as powerful as fire, most of these two personal guards were children of the Qingluo Prairie. This civil strife had actually seriously damaged the Maha royal family's vitality.

At this time, he also knew that as long as the order was passed on and no punishment was given, the Tarik cavalry would have a way out and naturally no longer have the fighting spirit.

Na Shibguli immediately dispatched people, and a group of cavalry shouted and conveyed Mahazang's orders. Dozens of fast horses passed by like the wind. Wherever they passed, the fierce battle gradually stopped. Babaitu no longer attacked, and Tarik stopped fighting. In a look at each other, Mahazang personally rode his horse in front and shouted loudly: "You are bewitched by Mahara, not rebellion. Now Mahara has fled. The warriors of Tarik, no matter their official positions, as long as they put down their weapons, I will not blame you for not being guilty!"

The sound of killing on the battlefield gradually became quiet. A group of Tarik cavalry looked at each other. In the silence, a choking sound suddenly sounded. Several people had already thrown their weapons. The sound of throwing away the weapons was like a plague and soon spread. In an instant, the choking sound was loud. Most people threw down the weapons, but some people were hesitating.

Mahazang looked very solemn. Although fighting had stopped everywhere on the battlefield, and even most soldiers had dropped their weapons, he also understood that this was the most critical time. In fact, whether there were or not, the Tarik soldiers must still be hesitant in their hearts. If they were not careful, he would immediately pick up the weapons and continue fighting.

He knew that it would not be delayed, and shouted again: "You are all warriors of the Qingluo Prairie, and I, Mahazang, are your great princes. You are all my brothers and sisters. Do you still want your brothers and sisters to continue to kill each other because you have left you alone?" He raised his arms, and the setting sun shone with a flash of sword light, "Your family may be worried about whether you can see you again and put down your weapons. The prince promises you that no matter your official position, you will never punish you for today's crime!"

His voice was loud and he heard it from afar. Finally, some soldiers left their weapons in their hands. Even if some of the rebellious people saw that the situation was settled, they would not dare to disobey again.

Seeing this, Mahazang knew that the overall situation had been settled. The last stone in his heart finally landed. He had ordered Shiboguli to reorganize his troops and confiscate the weapons for the time being.

Shiboguli took the order to dispatch the placement, and then sent someone to set up a tent at the foot of the mountain and sent troops to guard it. Mahazang brought Chu Huan into the tent, took off his helmet, turned around and said to Chu Huan: "Good brother, you will live and die with me this time, it is indeed worthy of your brotherhood." He sat down. He had been in a high state of tension before, and was tense at this time. At this time, the overall situation was settled, and his spirit suddenly relaxed, and a feeling of fatigue surged up, but at this moment, he was in a very good mood and said with a smile: "Tell me, as long as I can take it out, everything is allowed!"

Chu Huan hurriedly said, "Chu Huan dares not take credit. This time, it is all the great prince who is planning, otherwise it would not be possible to turn defeat into victory. Chu Huan will never dare to ask for rewards!"

Mahazang waved his hand and signaled Chu Huan to approach, pulled Chu Huan to sit beside him, and asked, "Good brother, are you blaming me?"

"Don't dare!"

"Don't blame me. This time it was a gamble that I had put to death. Even if I am myself, I can't guarantee that I will win this time." Mahazang said with a solemn expression: "There is a mistake in the middle. My head is probably trampled by Mahara." He reached out and patted Chu Huan's shoulder, and smiled and said, "If you don't have you this time, I will only have 60% chance of winning at most, but you helped me turn 60% chance of winning into 90% chance of winning. Do you think you have any great achievements?"

Chu Huan frowned, and Mahazang was already smiling and said, "The raid behind enemy lines will disrupt the morale of the army. If it weren't for your move, how could the Zhula tribe withdraw? How could Mahara draw nearly half of the troops back to rescue? If his troops were not drawn away, the two armies would fight, and I would not be able to take advantage of the troops. Whoever wins or loses is unknown. Even if you win, the price you pay will be much heavier than now!"

Chu Huan pondered slightly and asked, "Big Prince, have you calculated that Mahala would organize Babaitu into the army? If he left Babaitu in Qingluo City, what would you do?"

"Although Mahala took advantage of my departure and made large-scale mobilizations to many generals in Babaitu, it was undoubtedly a dream to control Babaitu just by replacing some generals. "Mahazang smiled and said, "He dared not leave all Babaitu in Qingluo City. I guess he will definitely incorporate Babaitu into a large army to go on an expedition..." After pausing, he touched his rough beard and said, "If he really dared to leave all Babaitu in Qingluo City, then he would not be Mahala."

At this moment, a voice suddenly came from outside the tent and said, "Babaitu's thousand-man Nagano Lizier asked to see the eldest prince!"

Mahazang suddenly stood up and said, "Come in!"

Yelizier, covered in blood, came in from outside the tent. Chu Huan saw that there was blood on the man's face and his armor was also stained with blood. His shoulder armor was damaged and seemed to have been cut by a big knife.

"See Your Highness the Great Prince!" Yelizier entered the tent, knelt on one knee, crossed his arms to his chest, and looked extremely respectful.

But Mahazang had already stepped forward, helped Yelizier up with both hands, looked at him, and asked, "Are you injured?"

"I was just accidentally cut twice, and it was fine." Norizier said: "Are you all right for the big prince?"

Mahazang laughed and pointed at Yelizier and said to Chu Huan: "Good brother, this is my true loyal and righteous man in Daxiliang. This time, Yelizier has made great contributions!"

Seeing this man dressed in the costume of a commander of Babaitu, Chu Huan understood something and bowed and smiled: "A counterattack, I think it is the masterpiece of this general!"

"Don't dare!" Yelizier had already seen that Chu Huan had a close relationship with Mahazang, and was very respectful to Chu Huan. "Everything is the plan of the great prince, and Yelizier just did things according to the great prince's instructions!"

"Yelzier, from today on, you will be the deputy commander of Babaitu!" Mahazang said seriously: "When I return to Qingluo City, I will admire you again..." Then a gloomy look appeared on his face, closed his eyes, and his voice was heavy: "But Sumoke... I can no longer admire him in person..."!"

Yelizier also looked gloomy, but he still said, "General Sumoko will definitely feel the supreme glory if he can sacrifice himself for the great prince. If he knew that everything went well and the great prince's great affairs were accomplished, he would definitely be happy!"

Mahazang didn't speak, but just walked slowly out of the tent. Not far away, the team was reorganized, and there were crowds of people. Mahazang raised his head and looked at the setting sun, without saying a word for a long time.

Chu Huan arrived beside Mahazang, and suddenly heard Mahazang slowly said: "Sumoke is my Gaturu, he is my confidant brother. He has been with me when he was young. He is brave and loyal. He made great sacrifices in order to eliminate Mahara's gang members." He turned his head slightly and looked at Chu Huan with a heavy tone: "If Yelizir wants to stay in Babaitu as an inner supporter, he must gain Mahara's trust. Sumoke's sacrifice allowed Yelizir to gain Mahara's trust and thus achieve today's victory!"

Chu Huan did not ask what was going on. Perhaps that Sumoke, just like Fan Yuqi, was a warrior who was willing to die for major events.

"Yellizier stays in Babaitu, and Babaitu is waiting if it is still in my hands." Mahazang clenched his fists, "The generals who were transferred to Babaitu, Yelizier has sent people to keep an eye on them, and they will never be able to control Babaitu in just a few months. I have been working hard for so many years, and every part of Babaitu is engraved with my traces. Mahara's greatest stupidity is to use Babaitu to deal with me in reverse." He paused and asked, "Brother, do you know why I want to hang the golden sun flag?"

He didn't ask any questions. When he asked, Chu Huan instantly realized, "Is the golden sun flag... a secret code?"

"Not bad!" Mahazang said with his chest: "The golden sun flag is a signal. The moment the golden sun flag was hung, he had already notified Babaitu to be prepared. Before going down the mountain, I sent a signal with the golden sun flag. All the generals who were transferred to Babaitu by Mahara were killed at that moment!"

Chu Huan finally realized at this time. He had never understood before that the nearly 10,000 people in Babaitu were scattered and surrounded by Black Mountain. Why could they launch a raid on him immediately at the same time? It turned out that everything was on the golden sun flag, and the golden sun flag was the tool for sending signals.

Chu Huan stared at Mahazang's side and had to admit that this grassland man who looked rough and rough, his mind was much more complicated than his appearance. When doing things, he worked step by step and was very cunning.

PS: Volume 5 ends, tomorrow begins, Volume 6 begins, the beginning of a new stage, thanks to the brothers and sisters who accompanied the desert to continue riding the wind and waves, just for the beautiful scenery on the other side!
Chapter completed!