Daqian deposed the crown prince, and the emperor begged him to stop rebelling

Chapter 35 You are the sheep, the wild sheep!

The voice was cold, as if it had no warmth at all.
There is only endless ridicule!
The barbarian's face turned pale as he looked at the blood that was still dripping slowly from the tip of the knife.

Suddenly he screamed, turned around and ran down the hill.

He is frightened out of his wits!
He killed five people in a short period of time. With such powerful strength, he had no courage to fight against him!

Even if I will be mocked as a coward when I return to the tribe, it is better than losing my life on this dirt hill!

At the bottom of the earthen hill, the people of the Wujin tribe had a panoramic view of the entire scene.

Chief Mandubu watched as five tribal warriors died in an instant, and one of them was so frightened that he abandoned his companions and fled back in a panic. His face had turned as cold as cast iron.

"Go and save Latu!"

One of the subordinates quickly shouted.

Mandubu raised his hand to stop his subordinates from making noise, and stared at the two people on the hill.

At this moment, on the top of the earthen hill, Mandulatu was still standing in front of Li Mu, facing the bloody iron knife in his hand.

Mandubu has already seen Li Mu's strength, and now his son Mandulatu's life is in Li Mu's hands.

Therefore, he didn't dare to act rashly!
He only has this one son!
Mandulatu's heart was trembling, and his knees couldn't help but tremble slightly.

But his self-esteem as the strongest warrior of the Wujin tribe, as well as the gazes of his father and tribesmen behind him, prevented him from turning around and running away like the barbarian soldier.

He could only hold on, gritting his teeth and staring at Li Mu in front of him. He wanted to grasp the knife and attack the other party, but his palms felt a little weak.

A cold gallbladder leads to weak qi, and weak qi leads to fatigue!
He seemed to have lost the courage to attack.

The five warriors from the Wujin tribe just now were actually not much different in strength from him.

But Li Mu killed five people in an instant.

If I attack, do I have a chance of winning?
"Only sheep would turn and run away when they encounter an enemy!"

"so……"

Li Mu looked at Mandulatu with mockery in his eyes:

"You are the sheep!"

"Barbarian sheep!"

"He smells like a fish, has only the most primitive desires, has no idea what civilization is, and only knows how to destroy and ruin like a barbarian sheep!"

Hearing his words, Wang Bing and others couldn't help but smile.

The previous fear of the barbarians seemed to have disappeared with Li Mu's battle and his words.

Yes!

These barbarians are sheep!
They live by following water and grass, and have no idea what civilization is. All they have are the most primitive desires and bloodthirstiness!

They are the sheep!
A wild sheep covered in blood!
"what……"

Mandulatu was completely enraged by Li Mu's words.

All along, he never took these Qian people seriously.

In his eyes, these Qian people were nothing more than sheep to be slaughtered at will.

As long as they wanted, they could break through the Great Wall and enter Qian Kingdom to hunt for grass and valleys.

The food there is available for anyone to take, men and women are weak and vulnerable, and the meat of children is delicious...

The only ones worth paying attention to are the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry who are dressed in black armor and have relatively strong combat capabilities!

But today, this Qian man actually killed five of his own warriors in succession, and even mocked him face to face, saying that he was the sheep.

Savage sheep!

Mandulatu's self-esteem and anger were instantly ignited.

He roared angrily, raised the saber in his hand, and slashed it down towards Li Mu's head.

After all, Mandulatu is the first warrior of the Wujin tribe, and his father and tribesmen below are still watching him!
The knife flashed like a thread and appeared in front of Li Mu in an instant.

Mandulatu seemed to be able to see the blood shadow under the knife light in the next second!
His heart started beating wildly instantly, and he was extremely excited!

As long as he kills this Qian man, he will still be the strongest warrior of the Wujin tribe!
when! ! !
A sound of metal clashing suddenly rang out, as if it could pierce the eardrums.

The half-broken saber suddenly flew up into the sky, turned into a shadow, and flew down the hillside. Mandulatu looked at the short sword in his hand, as if he couldn't believe his eyes.

This is the fine iron sword that his father bought from the Dayong Kingdom with fifty cows. It can cut hair and chop iron like mud!

But the other party only had an iron knife in his hand!

Five taels of silver for the most common iron knife!

However, the pain and numbness in his palms reminded him that all this was absolutely true.

His precious iron sword was actually cut in half by the other party's iron sword which could be bought for five taels of silver!

Mandulatu looked at Li Mu, his eyes and face full of disbelief.

At this time, there was still a sarcastic smile on Li Mu's lips.

"Kneel down."

An extremely calm sound came from between his teeth.

Mandulatu was stunned, as if he couldn't believe his ears.

After being stunned for a moment, he came to his senses.

This handsome young man from Qian Kingdom not only cut off his precious sword with one blow, but also knelt down in front of him!
What a shame!
Mandulatu was so angry that he gritted his teeth until his gums were bleeding.

He roared again and swung his fist towards Li Mu.

But Li Mu swung the knife in his hand again.

However, this time he used the back of the knife!
click!
There was a crisp sound.

The back of the iron knife hit Mantulatu's right shoulder hard, instantly breaking his shoulder joint!
The fist had just been swung out halfway when it immediately drooped down.

At the same time, a strong force pressed down on his legs, causing a slight sound, as if his knee joints could not withstand the pressure of the blow.

In an instant, Mandulatu's legs went weak and he knelt down in front of Li Mu.

boom!
Mantulatu's knee directly smashed two small holes in the ground!

He stared blankly at his bloody shoulder. His right arm seemed to no longer be attached to his body and he had completely lost all feeling!
"asshole……"

Mandulatu was shocked and angry. He glared at Li Mu with gritted teeth. He suddenly pulled out a dagger from his waist with his left hand and raised his hand to stab Li Mu in the lower abdomen.

Li Mu did not dodge or evade, and a hint of coldness suddenly appeared in the smile on his lips.

Snapped!
The back of the knife struck out again, this time hitting Mandulatu's left shoulder.

Mandulatu's left shoulder was instantly shattered, and both his left and right arms completely lost consciousness!
His kneecaps seemed to have been broken by the previous blow, and his legs were no longer able to stand up.

At this time, his limbs were completely disabled and he could only kneel in front of Li Mu!

"Did you see how I killed the wild sheep?"

Li Mu shifted his gaze away from Mandulatu and looked at Wang Bing and others behind him.

When Wang Bing and others heard his words, they were stunned for a moment, but then they all nodded vigorously.

Li Mu has set an example for them on how to kill the barbarians.

"They will launch a massive attack soon. Do you know how to defend yourself?"

"Got it, Baichang!"

Qu Chu, who had always acted a little cowardly, was the first to respond loudly, then he quickly found a favorable terrain and moved many stones around him.

Seeing this, Wang Bing and others quickly occupied advantageous terrain, collected stones and wood on the spot as weapons, and prepared to meet the attack of the barbarians below.

Shen Ping'an also took out the bow and arrow behind him and placed the arrows beside him one by one.

Barbarian soldiers are not scary; what is scary is the loss of courage and confidence.

Although they don't have many weapons, they are in a dominant position. As long as they make good use of the favorable terrain, these barbarians will not be able to attack them easily.

Seeing that his men had regained their confidence and courage and were ready to defend, Li Mu showed a satisfied smile on his face.

He turned his gaze to Mandubu and others below, slowly raised the iron knife in his right hand, and pointed the blade at Mandulatu's neck.

At the same time, he pointed his left hand at the barbarian soldier at the bottom of the hill, slowly rotating it and hooking his finger back:
"Come here!"

　Please give me a ticket! Please give me a ticket! It's the end of the month, if you have extra tickets, don't forget to give me one.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)