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Chapter 147 The Unlucky Tibetan Tribe

Turkic people don't care whether you insult them or not, they worship the strong, and what the strong do to them is what they should.

Liu Tieniu and his party retreated, changed their clothes and returned to their own place. Countless people shouted at them and paid attention to them along the way. Many Turkic girls even jumped on them and hung the garlands they wove around the necks of ten people.

Liu Tieniu wanted to refuse at first, but after listening to Li Si's words, he could only endure the Turkic girl hanging a wreath around his neck, looking like a rooster.

There is no one else to blame for this, but Liu Tieniu's action of chopping off the blue-eyed man's head was too shocking.

This group of Turkic girls are just twenty-eight years old. When they worshiped heroes, how could they miss the opportunity to show their love when they saw a living warrior in front of them.

So Liu Tieniu suffered, and even Wen Tao couldn't help laughing when he saw Liu Tieniu standing in front of him.

"Liu Wuchang, why don't you choose a Turkic woman to consummate the house here, and you can fight for our Tiannan Erlang." Wen Tao joked as he looked at the dejected Liu Tieniu.

"Don't mention one, look at their formation, Wuchang Liu, if you want more, they will rush into your arms." Li Si said with a smirk.

"General, don't make fun of me, old Liu, and think about what to do in the final." Liu Tieniu's dark face showed a rare blush, and he quickly changed the subject.

"What happened to the final?" Wen Tao asked puzzled.

"We can't change players in the final. If we go again, I'm afraid it will be a bit more difficult." Li Si saw Liu Tieniu's appearance and knew that Liu Tieniu was embarrassed to say that he couldn't do it, so he explained.

"What's so difficult about it, just find someone to come down, and I'll just put it on." Wen Tao said nonchalantly after listening.

"That's right, except Wuchang Liu, none of us showed up, and no one knows what we look like anyway." Li Si said suddenly after hearing Wen Tao's words.

"Right." Liu Tieniu patted his head and said, "As long as the general finds a brother of similar stature to replace him, no one will find out."

"Hehe, let's make this decision." Wen Tao decided with a smile.

Just as Wen Tao and others were resting, another match began.

Unlike Liu Tieniu's close match, this match was a massacre.

Just because the protagonist of this scene is the Jurchen tribe.

The privet is less than ten thousand, and ten thousand is invincible.

The ten-member Jurchen team showed their super fighting ability from the very beginning. Before others were timid to test the tiger, the Jurchens went down first and killed a tiger that was close to them.

In the amazement of everyone, the Jurchens attacked again, in a group of five, and killed two more tigers.

It can be said that there were no accidents in this one, and the promotion of the Jurchens is a certainty.

However, the facts slap those who think so severely.

Perhaps because they saw that they had no hope of promotion, the other nine groups began to unite to kill the tiger, leaving the fatal blow to one of the teams.

That's right, these people are thinking this way, since I can't be promoted, then I won't let you, a foreigner, be promoted.

So the tragedy happened. These nine native Turkic teams used this method to anger the Jurchens, and the Jurchens let them know what pain is.

The ten Jurchens gave up their plan to kill the tiger, and just when these people thought the Jurchens had resigned to their fate, the Jurchens made their move.

The Jurchens aimed at these people. Although they couldn't attack directly, the Jurchens always stepped in when the tiger was seriously injured, and wanted to decide who belonged?Then let's play a game.

The result of the fight was obvious. These Turks were no match for the Jurchens at all.

After three teams in a row were wiped out by the Jurchens, these Turkic people were afraid.

Due to the rules, they couldn't besiege the Jurchens. It was this rule that made the Jurchens invincible.

The remaining six teams put down their weapons and surrendered one after another. This is also a way to protect them. As long as the opponent is willing, they can leave at any time.

Unexpectedly, the Jurchens had no intention of accepting surrender at all, and half of the Turkic people who charged forward died again.

Now everyone was angry, even the audience in the stands couldn't help cursing, Wen Tao also shook his head slightly, of course he knew that the Jurchens were trying to build momentum, but if the Jurchens were shot, even if the Jurchens entered In the finals, the first one to be eliminated at that time must be the Jurchen.

And what happened after that also confirmed Wen Tao's conjecture.

But at this time, these Jurchens were still immersed in the thrill of the massacre. There were less than 60 of the more than 40 people left. These 40 people were full of grief and anger, and they fought against the Jurchens.

The result was self-evident. In the end, there were only four Jurchens standing on the field.

Everyone is dead, and the winner is naturally the Jurchens, but in the eyes of all participating teams, the Jurchens are considered a big loss.

Even the leader of the Jurchen team couldn't help but frown. Their Jurchen's living environment is poor, and the medical conditions are not in place, so the survival rate of the Jurchen children is very small. Six people died this time, which made him feel distressed endlessly.

But since he is dead, there is no way to save him. He can only win the title of Prairie Warrior and let Mu Nuojia seal a fertile territory for himself.

It has to be said that the Jurchen leader's idea is very good, but the reality is very cruel.

An hour later, under the gaze of tens of thousands of people, the final kicked off.

Different from the previous competitions, the final was not only to kill enough tigers, but more importantly, to compete for the hydrangea dropped by Khan. Only the team that snatched the hydrangea and killed the most tigers was the final winner.

In this way, the competition will be more bloody, and the tens of thousands of Turkic people watching will become more excited.

Wen Tao didn't pay attention to the additional conditions. In his view, this was a massacre.

That's right, it's torture, not massacre.

Entering the Colosseum, Wen Tao suddenly felt a shuddering feeling. It was a comfortable feeling that all the pores of his body were stretched and he felt his blood flow.

I come, I conquer!

For some reason, this sentence suddenly appeared in Wen Tao's mind.

Looking around, Wen Tao revealed a faint smile, which was a kind of strong and extremely confident smile.

After looking at his opponents, apart from the Jurchens, there are two other tribes that Wen Tao also knows.

One is the Yuezhi people, a tribe that has been active in the Turkic army after being conquered by the Turks. It is not surprising that they were able to advance to the final final, Wen Tao.

As for the other tribe, Wen Tao was a little surprised.

The one directly opposite to him was the Gongyue tribe.

Seeing their shrunken appearance, Wen Tao was dumbfounded. These people were probably putting them out in a weak posture to show the enemy, and when everyone was not paying attention to them, they suddenly attacked them.

Besides, Wen Tao really couldn't think of any other possibility for this tribe to be promoted.

But this time Wen Tao guessed wrong.

The Gongyue Tribe has always shown the enemy to be weak, but this time the matter is so important that they dare not use this method again, otherwise no one will recognize them even if they win.

It can be said that this time the Gongyue Tribe went all out, showing a bravery that has never been seen before.

If Wen Tao knew about it, he would definitely feel that Mu Nuojia's vicious plan was really ruthless. On the one hand, he won people's hearts, and on the other hand, he dispelled the power of various tribes, but these people are willing to die so many people for this false name.

But all of this has to be ended by Wen Tao, and whether Mu Nuojia himself can survive under Wen Tao's plan is a question mark.

Gathering his thoughts, Wen Tao stood beside Li Si holding a Turkic scimitar.

This was also discussed at the beginning, and Wen Tao would not be exposed until the critical moment, in case others found out that something was wrong.

This time they guessed wrong again, Turkic people don't care if you hide your hand or not, as long as they see a wonderful game, they are satisfied.

Ten teams, fifteen tigers, are destined to set off a bloody storm.

The first to strike was the Dazang tribe, the oldest tribe on the grassland, and the only tribe on the grassland second only to the Turks.

Seeing the actions of the Great Tibetan tribe, Wen Tao's eyes froze. These people were clearly coming for them.

Just when everyone thought that the Tibetan tribe would attack the tiger, these people suddenly changed their target and rushed towards the eagle tribe.

"Damn it!" Liu Tieniu cursed in shock and fear, before he could react, Wen Tao sent a voice transmission to the nine of them.

After receiving Wen Tao's instruction, these people cheered up, and they didn't have the slightest fear of being attacked by others, but went forward in unison.

"What do they want?!" Mu Nuojia couldn't help exclaiming after seeing this scene.

Like Mu Nuojia, the tens of thousands of spectators on the field couldn't understand the actions of Wen Tao and others. At this time, the best way should be to avoid them.

Hearing the noise in his ears, Li Si couldn't help but smile contemptuously. Turkic people are just stupid, and you can guess what General Wen is thinking?
At the moment when Wen Tao's ten people and the people of the Dazang tribe were about to come into contact, Wen Tao and others suddenly dispersed and withdrew to both sides.

The audience who opened their mouths to scream were stunned by the scene in front of them, they opened their mouths wide and did not make a sound.

Just as Wen Tao and the others dispersed, they unanimously stretched out their scimitars and slashed at the people of the Dazang tribe.

The members of the Dazang tribe first launched an attack on Wen Tao and others with confidence, thinking that they could be wiped out.

As a result, Wen Tao and the others had no intention of waiting to be killed at all, but instead charged them. Surprised and angry, the people of the Dazang tribe gritted their teeth, wishing to tear these lives apart.

Unexpectedly, these people suddenly backed away when they rushed in front of my eyes. I couldn't react, not to mention, and I couldn't even stop.

One wave after another, this hateful member of the Eagle tribe stretched out a scimitar and slashed at his foot fiercely.

The severe pain caused the people of the Great Tibetan tribe to howl terribly, and the smell of blood caused the tigers to commotion. Under the temptation of food, these tigers ignored these people and rushed towards the injured Great Tibetan tribe.

Seeing the tigers that were ready to move, Wen Tao knew what they were thinking, so he stopped Liu Tieniu's idea of ​​making up the knife, and signaled them to back away.

At first Liu Tieniu was still suspicious, but when a big tiger jumped from his side to the group of Turkic people, Liu Tieniu, who broke out in a cold sweat, couldn't help feeling grateful for Wen Tao's order.

As the Dazang tribe with the highest voice to win the championship, they ended up dying as soon as they came up. Everyone who saw this scene couldn't help being stunned.

Many people even slapped themselves to see if they were hallucinating.

After repeated confirmations, they finally accepted this reality. Once they accepted the reality, the way these people looked at Wen Tao and others changed immediately.

If it's a coincidence, it's okay, if this is calculated early in the morning, then the eagle tribe is likely to attract a rise.

Even Mu Nuojia looked at Wen Tao and the others with a look of fear in his eyes.

Originally, the Dazang tribe was specially recruited by him to weaken the power of these tribes. Unexpectedly, the Dazang tribe failed to do their shit and was put together by others. All ten people were eaten by tigers.

Mu Nuojia waved his hand and called his guards.

"Go and check their identities." Mu Nuojia looked at Wen Tao and the others, and said lightly.

"Yes." The guard turned and left, and came back after a while, and brought a portrait of Liu Tieniu on it.

"Khan, this man's name is Mu Yituo, and he is a warrior of the Eagle tribe. Unfortunately, he was born with a voice problem and cannot speak loudly." The guard respectfully presented the portrait and explained.

Mu Nuojia took a careful look at the portrait, then looked at Liu Tieniu off the field, nodded slightly, returned the portrait to the guard, and signaled him to go down.

The guard was holding the portrait and was more than ten zhang away from Mu Nuojia, he just breathed a sigh of relief, looking at the portrait in his hand, he secretly thought that the marshal had a long-term plan.

Wen Tao naturally didn't know about Mu Nuojia's movements. Wen Tao, who was in the Colosseum, was currently concentrating on fighting the tiger.

It's just that the feeling of having a whole body of skill but being unable to use it really makes Wen Tao unhappy, so he can only vent this unhappiness on the tiger, so the tiger is miserable.

The king of beasts was crushed and beaten by a human being, but he was not the opponent of this human being. The dying tiger was about to cry after being beaten.

Seeing the pitiful appearance of this tiger, Wen Tao sighed. He could kill humans decisively, but seeing the pitiful appearance of a tiger, he had no intention of killing at all.

Shaking his head, Wen Tao let the tiger go. A little on the tiger, the tiger passed out, but in other people's eyes, it was Wen Tao who killed the tiger.

The Dazang tribe was dead, and although the remaining eight teams had no intention of provoking the Eagle tribe, they had no choice but to slaughter the tiger. After all, they all wanted to compete for the title of warrior.

Where there is competition, naturally there is conflict.

The Jurchens fought with others again, but this time the Jurchens' opponents were a bit stronger.

The opponents of the Jurchens are the two branches of the Yuezhi people and the Turks, one against three, this time the Jurchens did not have the ferocity of the previous match.

(End of this chapter)