"Rumble!"
Countless warriors of the Kezui Tribe swarmed over like a tide. Their hoarse shouts resounded through the world, and even the ground was shaking slightly.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
Wolf Fang Arrows suddenly shot out from the Toman camp.
The warriors of Kezui Tribe immediately became chaotic, and a wave of people and horses neighed as they tumbled.
Uphro sucked in a breath of cold air, raised his right arm, and shouted,""Warriors of Ke Zui's tribe, don't panic. Charge out with me, charge out ~~"
"Yuflo, you bastard!”
In the Xiongnu camp, Touman saw Yufuluo, who was surrounded by the warriors of Kezui Tribe.
When enemies meet, their eyes turn red!
"Children of the grasslands, Yuffro is right in front of us. The culprit who plundered your women and livestock is right in front of us.”
In an instant, the arrows from the Xiongnu camp rained down once again. The strength of the arrows had increased by quite a bit, as if all the anger in their hearts had been gathered on the arrows.
The Kezui Tribe's plan to charge into the enemy camp in one go had also failed.
"Head Man, I'm going to kill you!”
Uphro's shrill roar rose into the sky,""That despicable Touman not only wants to burn us to death, but also wants to take away our women and livestock. Warriors of Kezui Tribe, show him who is the best warrior on the prairie.”
Yuflor shouted, and the twenty thousand Kedzus soldiers raised their sharp scimitars and once again charged toward the Touman camp at the foot of the mountain.
At this moment, Touman couldn't care less about the disgusting matter of being covered in shit.
There was only Yu Fuluo in his eyes.
After killing Yuflo, he would regroup Ke Zui's troops.
Then he would be the king of the plains!
The strength of the Golden Tribe would instantly become a giant existence that the grassland tribes could not resist!
"Wahhh ~"
Yuflor let out a long howl and swung the pitchfork in his hand forward, spurring his horse forward.
He knew that now was not the time to cherish his life.
He was once a famous warrior on the grasslands, so he understood better than anyone else.
On the battlefield, only those who were not afraid of death could truly not die!
Uphro took the lead and rushed towards the Xiongnu camp, his target was Touman.
"Head Man, you despicable villain, do you dare to come out and fight me!”
"Huh?"
Head Man's face instantly turned green and red.
According to the customs of the grassland, when the tribes fought, the leaders of both sides could make an appointment to fight, and the other party could not refuse.
This custom had always been highly respected by the people of the grasslands who advocated martial arts.
Touman was furious.
At this moment, just as he was about to take down the entire Kezui Tribe, Yuflo actually challenged him to a battle and instantly pinned him on the fire.
This dog thief! Even at the brink of death, he still wanted to kill him.
The killing intent on Touman's face was so thick that it was about to overflow.
Do you think you can survive?
"Yuflo, you couldn't beat me in the past, but now you're like a stray dog.”
The leader let out a long roar, and the scimitar in his hand was swung forward fiercely. Then, he urged his horse to gallop forward.
Yuflor, who was on the other side, also rushed toward Touman.
Seeing this, the Xiongnu warriors on both sides stepped aside and left the stage for the two leaders with the highest status on the prairie.
A crazed fighting spirit burned in their chests, like two wolf kings roaring and fighting.
"Clang!"
Touman's scimitar and Uphro's pitchfork collided heavily, producing a fierce metallic clang.
Touman's right arm immediately went numb from the shock, and Yuffro's body shook violently on the horse's back, almost falling off.
The two horses crossed each other and galloped past.
Around the two of them, the Xiongnu warriors and the charging Kezui Tribe warriors once again clashed.
Intense killing sounds instantly rose into the sky!
"Clang!"
Uphro's pitchfork and Touman's scimitar clashed against each other, producing a series of intense metal clanging sounds.
The two of them felt their arms go numb and they were too tired to move, but the current situation did not allow them to retreat at all!
Touman held his scimitar and locked it on Fulo's throat from afar. A ferocious killing intent burst out from his eyes.
"Yu Fu Luo, you will die today!”
"Dream on!"
"Ha ~"
Touman shouted loudly and urged his horse forward. The sharp scimitar swept across Yuflo's chest. Yuflo raised his heavy horse fork and prepared to take the attack head-on.
"Clang ~"
Another intense sound of metal clashing rang out. Yuflo's entire body was sent flying into the air before he fell to the ground.
Uphro felt a wave of sadness in his heart.
He had once lost to Touman in the Battle of Chanyu.
He didn't expect that he would end up in the same situation when he fought again!
Uphro felt his vision begin to blur. He turned around and saw his people being gradually surrounded and harvested, falling like wheat.
In an instant, a salty taste surged up his throat, and everything became blurry.
Was he going to die?
In his haziness, Yuflor vaguely heard the sound of hooves coming from afar.
Looking from afar, he could vaguely see a fiery red figure riding towards the battlefield. He held a silver spear in his hand and flashed with cold killing intent!
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