After resting all night, at dawn, more than 30,000 people set off again. The next stop was the Peregrine Falcon Department. Only dozens of herdsmen and more than 30 border troops were left in the water and grass pasture, mainly on sentry duty. Others were tens of thousands of Peregrine Falcons.
department.
Chu Qing was riding on the horse and kept looking back.
The speed is too slow, too slow, too slow, but there is nothing that can be done about it. Many people have never ridden a horse and are learning to ride now. Xue Kui and the auxiliary soldiers are worried about not falling behind.
Running back and forth to take care of her.
After another two days, they finally arrived at the Peregrine Falcon Department. After Chu Qing met up with the escorting Tan Ma, he gave up half of his mental arithmetic.
The old and weak members of the Peregrine Falcon Division were waiting in the camp to join Chu Qing's team, while the young and strong ones went to the Dongtu Division.
In this plan, Chu Qing only worried about two things, or one thing, that Liang Ren was unreliable.
From the current point of view, there is no problem with the Peregrine Falcon Department, otherwise the old and the weak would not be left behind.
Little Zaza was also there, leaving some supplies in the camp, and everyone went into camp again to rest.
Chu Qing didn't know that his worries were unnecessary.
Munaola, the leader of the Dongtu tribe, will not betray Chu Qing, and everything is going according to plan.
Five miles south of Dongtu Department, Sheng Zhaojun, who had just dismounted, was breathing heavily and his face turned red.
"Too much, too much, too much."
Everyone gathered around and asked excitedly: "How many are there?"
"There are many. What Dong Tubu said is true. They are all here and have been shipped."
Sheng Zhaojun stretched out his hand to make signs, but found that making signs with his hands was completely meaningless.
Nangong Ping was also excited: "Are there really that many?"
"Yes." Sheng Zhaojun looked at the soldiers of the Shencao Department and the Wolf Catching Army behind the horses, and was extremely anxious: "If there were only the Peregrine Department and the Dongtu Department, it would have to be transported at least five times. I don't know if the young master will transport the soldiers.
The military led them out of the pass."
Nangong Ping took a breath: "So much food and grass?"
"good."
Tian Hailong grinned sillyly, Xiao Yi frowned and asked: "Is the fifth prairie prince still in the camp?"
"Yes, yes, there are eight hundred slaves in the army, flag wolf soldiers, two captains of ten thousand men, and the extremely noble leaders of the Golden Wolf King's tent. They are all here."
Xiao Yi was also happy: "Give me the prince, and I will kill him."
Tian Hailong rubbed his hands: "Let's see whose arrow is faster."
"General Tian, my greatest wish in this life is to kill a noble man from Tianhuang. Let me do it."
Tian Hailong was embarrassed to say anything.
Then why don't you go home and kill your father? Maybe the court will remember you as a great meritorious deed.
"Someone is coming." Nangong Ping pointed to the distance, one person and one horse.
Xiao Yi looked intently: "It's the clan leader of the Dongtu tribe."
It was Munaola who came, riding a horse with a face full of anger.
After dismounting, Munaola came to Sheng Zhaojun, clenching his fists like a volcano about to erupt.
"My people are ready. The Peregrine Falcons also hold their sharp arrows in their mouths. Our scimitars are thirsty for blood. Our bows and arrows want to shoot through the lamb's head. On the 13th,
Tonight is the 13th, how long do we have to wait!"
Just as Sheng Zhaojun was about to speak, Tao Shaozhang walked over quickly, with a look of concern on his face: "Fifth Prince Aler has humiliated you again."
When he saw Tao Shaozhang, the anger in Munaola's eyes quickly disappeared, replaced by grievance. The man who was over 1.80 meters almost cried.
"He humiliated me in front of my people and my brothers. I want to kill him, kill him."
"My brother-in-law should be arriving soon. Wait two more days. Wait two more days. After two days, no matter whether my brother-in-law brings someone here or not, we will take action, okay?"
Munaola shook his head: "Tomorrow at the latest, if you don't take action tomorrow, you won't be able to take back what you want. The slaves will be here in five days. Eighty thousand slaves will join the army, nine tribes, including three nobles."
The tribe, at least 200,000 people, will arrive in five days."
Everyone was suddenly startled, and Sheng Zhaojun blurted out: "Why did it come so fast? Didn't you say it would take more than ten days?"
"I don't know. They are all from Aler. If Aler wants to compete for the throne, he will not hesitate to lead the vanguard army to assemble first."
Sheng Zhaojun scolded: "Twenty-three thousand people, how can this damn vanguard army be? You Liang people have fought so many times, and the total number of soldiers and horses is only five or six hundred thousand at most."
Tao Shaozhang gritted his teeth: "Let's do it tonight."
"No." Tian Hailong shook his head repeatedly: "If we start tonight, how much can we bring back?"
Tao Shaozhang is also a ruthless person: "Burn him with fire."
"this…"
After all, they are still frontier troops, and their structure is not enough. Even Tian Hailong, although he has never seen it with his own eyes, still has a look of pity on his face.
Tao Shaozhang looked at Munaola with a gentle look on his face: "I won't let Aler humiliate you again. Go ahead and do it. Let him pray for you at your feet. On behalf of my brother-in-law and the people of Chang,
You are allowed to take action, tell the Peregrine Falcon Department, and we will take action tonight."
"My Han brothers."
The two looked at each other affectionately, and Munaola was so moved: "You are so kind to me."
Tao Shaozhang nodded heavily: "Go back, when darkness covers the earth, I will go find you, and together we will punish those who have insulted you."
Munaola turned around and walked away, making Sheng Zhaojun a little angry.
"Master Tao, why are you taking action tonight? You haven't seen it with your own eyes. Those grains and grass..."
Tao Shaozhang interrupted: "You don't understand him. Even if I ask him to endure it for two more days, it will be useless. He can't bear it anymore and will definitely take action tonight. Instead of doing this, it is better to let him take action and cooperate inside and outside."
Sheng Zhaojun couldn't help but nodded. He also saw that Munaola was getting anxious.
Tian Hailong said with great admiration: "Master Tao understands Liang Ren very well. You see clearly the clan leader of the Dongtu Tribe, and I wish I could marry you Jinlan."
"No." Tao Shaozhang clasped his hands behind his back and looked up at the stars: "It's just to help my brother-in-law achieve great achievements."
Lin Kui, who was squatting on the ground and drawing circles with the tip of his knife, raised his head with a strange look on his face.
The aristocratic family members are awesome, Xu Tianchen is playing as a prairie girl, you are even better, playing as a prairie man, each one is more affectionate than the last.
Munaola rode a horse and galloped wildly. When he thought that he could kill the prairie prince who had insulted him for more than ten years with his own hands, his neck stood up with excitement and his face was bloodshot.
After returning to the camp, I found a few leaders and whispered some words before entering the big tent.
In the big tent, sitting at the top of the center is none other than the fifth prince of the prairie, Aler. He is already a bit drunk. He is short and fat. He looks somewhat similar to little Zaza. He has a beard and even a chest protector.
It's heart-breaking.
In addition to Munaola's younger brother Munajue, there were also several noble leaders and Lao Zaza sitting with him.
Aler saw Munaola coming in and laughed: "Your brother should marry a golden wolf prince, my sister, he is very smart and powerful, Mula."
Munaola gritted his teeth: "My name is Munaola, the leader of the Dongtu tribe, not Mula!"
"What?" Aller tilted his ears: "Is it Nala?"
Even if Prairie Lao Wu is such a bitch and needs a beating, it's no wonder that Munaola turned to the Chang people regardless.
Munaola walked over slowly, and Munajue, who was accompanying the drinker, changed his expression slightly and looked at his brother.
"My good brother, Chang Ren, allows us to take action."
As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen Dongtu tribesmen armed with scimitars rushed outside the tent, and the faces of the people inside the tent changed drastically.
Aler realized something was wrong and exclaimed: "What are you going to do?"
Munaola rushed out like a cheetah, pounced directly on Aller, and threw him to the ground.
Munaola, who was riding on Aler, had been holding back fifteen years of humiliation, and at this moment, the humiliation broke out.
"My name is Munaola!"
Munaola raised his hands high, and then punched them very quickly, and even the shadow of his fist appeared. In one breath, he punched several times, venting his anger and shouting while punching.
"My name is Munaola, Munamunamunamuna..."
In the big tent, the scimitar was cut across, and the nobles who had been drinking just now fell to the ground, and the temperature of their bodies gradually disappeared.
Munaola still did not stop, and the fifteen years of humiliation turned into countless fist shadows.
"My name is Munaola, Olaola, Olaola..."
Punch after punch, one punch faster than the other, with anger, with overwhelming anger, hit Prairie Laowu's face.
A captain of ten thousand soldiers from the Nu Cong Army usually had a good relationship with the Dongtu tribe. His name was Natul Kouqiao. He was pinned to the ground by the Dongtu tribe. His eyes were split, and he shouted at Munaola who was being beaten crazily.
Said: "Munaola, what on earth are you doing!"
Munaola turned around with a ferocious smile on his face: "I'm no longer a human being, so fall over!"