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The sobbing old man was naturally Zhula Lishe, the patriarch of the Zhula tribe. After he entered the tent, he cried out that [-] cavalry had attacked Heishuihe. The feeling of sympathy for each other made his expression even more miserable.full text..

Mahara felt like his head was going to explode.

"Thirty thousand cavalry?" Mahara clenched his fists, ignoring that Zhula Lishe was his grandfather, and roared angrily, "Where did the thirty thousand cavalry come from? Ten thousand cavalry emerged from the Qingluo Prairie. Another [-] came out, could it be that Maha Zang could conjure up tens of thousands of cavalry?"

Zhu Lalishe said: "Little prince, several horses ran away and died in the tribe, and it was hard to send the news. On the bank of my Black Water River, the cavalry of the brigade showed the golden wolf's head flag hidden by Maha. Their men and horses Just like the dark clouds in the sky, there is a large black cloud, and the number is countless, killing anyone who sees it, my Zhula tribe is now in a catastrophe."

Someone hastily echoed: "Little prince, it seems that Maha Zang has set a huge trap this time. He lured all our main force to Montenegro, but sent his own main force to our rear...Little Prince Hurry up and order to return to the army to suppress the suppression, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous!"

Mahara sat down on the chair, his small eyes rolled, as if he was thinking about something, and after a while, he waved his hand and said: "No, he can't have that many troops. The other big golden tribes don't have the guts to intervene. Even if they really want to intervene, they can't be so fast... Yes, this is Maha Zang's conspiracy. He sent people to deliberately harass us. It's just a small group of soldiers, and he must not be involved When...!"

Zhula Lishe snotted his nose and burst into tears, "Little prince, the elite of our Zhula tribe has emerged, and now the Heishui River is almost empty. This is all planned by Maha Zang. Thirty thousand, even if there are not so many, there will always be 1. Little prince, I beg you to allow our Zhula tribe to return to the rescue...!"

Mahara said angrily: "If we last for another two days, the Gulaqin people will be destroyed without attack. How can we withdraw our troops at this time?"

"Even if my hometown is gone, so what if I occupy Montenegro?" Zhula Lishe was burning with anxiety, "My warriors already knew that something big happened to Heishuihe, they were in a hurry to return to the army, and they didn't have the morale to fight...! "

"Confused..." Mahara couldn't help cursing: "Why did you tell them such news?"

"I didn't tell it, but the soldiers calling for help came all the way. Everyone has already spread the word, and it's too late for me to stop it." Zhu Lalishe said: "Little prince, there is no longer any delay, their relatives are dying. In the midst of the fire, if you don't return your troops and keep fighting, I'm afraid something big will happen...!"

At this time, a voice suddenly came from outside the tent: "It's not good, there is already a team of the Zhula tribe preparing to withdraw...!"

Mahara was furious, and was about to explode when all the patriarchs in the tent knelt down, "Little prince, what Patriarch Zhula said is right, the relatives of the warriors are already under the iron hoof, how can they have the courage to continue?" Go on fighting?"

There was a burst of crying in the tent for a while, and Mahara shouted angrily: "Our army has worked hard to mobilize people to come to destroy Gulaqin and capture Maha Zang, so let them go?"

"Little prince, we can send some troops back to help." Someone suggested: "The Gulaqin people are already wolves whose teeth have been knocked out, and they are not good enough. Leaving a half of the troops is enough to conquer them!"

Someone reminded: "Little prince, Mahazang is full of tricks. His goal may not just want to attack us. His cavalry is heading northeast. Maybe the goal is Qingluo City...!"

With his hands behind his back, Mahara walked back and forth in the tent, looking very anxious. After a while, he finally said: "Are you really going to be fooled by Maha Zang and send troops to leave?"

"I beg the little prince to be the master!"

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At dawn, Zhuo Yanlun hurriedly came to Maha Zang, "Prince, the troops have withdrawn, they have withdrawn...!"

Maha Zang was lying on the ground, after listening to Zhuo Yanlun's report, he got up, ran to the front, overlooking the mountain, but saw that the enemy army under the black mountain was much less than yesterday, the fierce pressure, suddenly Reduced a lot.

"The banner has been raised over there. The Zhula tribe has withdrawn almost all the horses, leaving only 2000 people." Zhuo Yanlun said excitedly: "Almost half of Mahara's army has also been withdrawn...!"

Maha Zang walked quickly on the top of the mountain and circled the mountain peak. Although the opponent was still besieging Black Mountain, the thickness of the encirclement was much thinner, and it was obvious that the opponent's force had been reduced by nearly half.

"Brother Chu...!" Maha Zang showed joy, and shouted: "My good brother, your plan is successful, and they really recruited people, hahaha...!" He turned around, and Chu Huan was beside him , He grabbed Chu Huan's hand, "Thank you, brother...!" He was usually able to restrain his emotions, but at this moment he seemed very excited.

Chu Huan forced a smile. Maha Zang's excited expression made him a little incomprehensible. Although Maha Luo had mobilized nearly half of his troops to rescue the rear, the opponent now has more than 2 people, and Chu Huan just now It has been clearly seen that almost all the people who were transferred away were rabble from various tribes, and almost all the Tarik warriors and Babaitu warriors stayed.

The opponent is still an elite soldier, and his troops still have the upper hand.

But Maha Zang's expression seemed to have won the battle.

The sun rose slowly, and the warm sunshine was as warm as ever. The long cold night was over, and the soldiers were once again bathed in the warm sunshine.

The opponent mobilized troops to leave, but it made the Gulaqin people on the Montenegro feel excited for a while, but soon, seeing that the opponent was still armored and murderous, the excitement quickly disappeared.

"Brother, what do you think of Mahara's use of soldiers?" Mahazang stood at the highest point of the Right Wing Peak. At this moment, he had already put on his own armor, and he seemed to no longer shy away from being seen.

Chu Huan felt that there was something in Maha Tibetan's words, and asked with a smile, "What does the eldest prince think?"

"Self-righteous, it's a mess!" Maha Zang laughed loudly, and raised his hand to sweep the enemy's formation, "Your military tactics in the Central Plains are good, and you can encircle them in ten times. Now he has less than [-] troops, twice as large as mine, but He wants to surround me, but he doesn't know that this is the most stupid part of his battle, if he concentrates a little bit, he may be able to escape his life, but in the current situation, he is seeking his own death!"

"Prince, what do you mean?" Chu Huan seemed to have grasped a clue, but for a while, he really couldn't understand what kind of medicine was sold in the Maha Zang Gourd.

Moha Zang laughed and said: "Brother Chu, I told you long ago that this battle is really the biggest gamble in my life. If I lose, maybe there will be no bones left. If I win, the world will belong to me! He turned to look at Chu Huan, and said sincerely, "Brother Chu, you are half of me in this world!"

He didn't wait for Chu Huan to speak, but he had already shouted: "Zhuo Yanlun!"

Zhuo Yanlun was not far behind, and immediately stepped forward, saying respectfully: "Prince!"

Mohazang took out an object from his bosom and handed it to Zhuo Yanlun. Zhuo Yanlun finally opened it. Chu Huan saw that the object seemed to be a banner. When Zhuo Yanlun opened it, Zhuo Yanlun's face changed slightly. , lost his voice: "Prince, this... this is the golden flag!"

"That's right!" Maha Zang laughed and said, "This is the golden flag, the supreme flag, you hang it up now, hold it high, so that everyone can see this flag!"

The big golden sun flag is the king's flag of the king of Xiliang. Zhuo Yanlun was surprised when he heard that Maha Zang was going to fly the king's flag. Crazy, otherwise how dare to fly the golden flag?

It should be known that except for the supreme King of Xiliang in the Xiliang Empire, no one would dare to fly the golden flag, otherwise it would be a crime of treason.

Seeing Zhuo Yanlun hesitate, Maha Zang said in a deep voice, "Hang up quickly, I still have something to tell you!"

Seeing that Maha Zang insisted, Zhuo Yanlun didn't dare to disobey, so he called someone over and ordered the golden sun flag to be hoisted, and Maha Zang beckoned to him again: "Send two dead men to Mahara's place. Barracks, tell Mahara, I miss him very much, now our army can't support, I want to see him for the last time!"

Zhuo Yanlun frowned and said: "Eldest Prince, you mean... are you going to surrender?" Moha Zang claimed that he couldn't hold on and wanted to see Mahara for the last time, although his tone was calm, he seemed to have surrendered.

"Gulaqin got involved in this battle because of me, no matter whether he wins or loses, I will give you an explanation!" Mahazang looked at the army formation at the foot of the mountain, and said slowly: "Send someone!"

"But...but will Mahara see you?"

"He will definitely meet!" Maha Zang was extremely confident, "He just wants to make me submit to his whip. If he can't see me before victory, he will definitely regret it!"

Zhuo Yanlun hesitated for a moment, seeing that Maha Zang was so persistent, he sighed and went down to make arrangements.

After Zhuo Yanlun left, Maha Zang sat down slowly, beckoned Chu Huan to sit beside him, and said solemnly: "My good brother, is your father still there?"

Chu Huan didn't know why he asked such a question, hesitated for a moment, and shook his head.

"My father, the King of Xiliang, was once the hero of a generation!" Maha Zang said slowly: "I remember when I was young, my father took us to hunt. A hero like a father." He raised his head and looked towards the sky, "But if a person is old, he is easily confused, how wise he was once, but how stupid he is now...!"

Chu Huan was taken aback, not expecting that Maha Zang would comment on the King of Xiliang in this way.

"He wants to abolish me!" Maha Zang sneered, "Two years ago, he already had this idea...!" He raised his hand, pointing at the big golden flag slowly rising behind him , "He is ready to hand over this flag to Mahara." He clenched his fists, his eyes showed a cold look, "If it wasn't because he suddenly suffered from what you call dysentery in the Central Plains, he couldn't handle the court affairs. I’m afraid I’m no longer the crown prince!”

Chu Huan frowned and said, "The King of Xiliang suffers from dysentery?"

"That's right." Maha Zang nodded slightly, "Dysentery disease allowed me to retain my position as the crown prince, but Mahara and the Gusa concubine worked hand in hand, they excluded my people, those who were in the middle of the court , and they all moved closer to them...!" At this point, he suddenly burst into laughter, patted Chu Huan's shoulder heavily, and said seriously: "But in this world, there will never be a shortage of truly loyal people. Because of this, I dare to give it a go!"