Country and Beauty

Beigong Chun replied with a smile that was not a question. "What do you think they will do when we swagger over?"

Ma Hun frowned, and said worriedly: "Could it be that Master is speaking the truth, and Xianbei member will not suspect that we are Chinese?" Beigong Chun answered without thinking, and explained the whole story, "I never would have thought that they would think that we would be like the rest of the troops in Jin State, fleeing the moment they saw the cavalry, even if we said they were the Jin Army, they might not necessarily believe us."

"If that's really the case, then we have saved a lot of trouble." Ma Hun saw the flash of light in Beigong Chun's eyes, his eyes were as bright as the stars in the sky: "Pass down the order: If Xianbei member is treating, eat and drink freely. When we've eaten our fill and drunk our fill, we'll kill them again. If you recognize us, you have to be ruthless! "

"This is using both hands to prepare." Eat his food! Drink him! Kill him! Ma Hun was so excited that flames appeared on his face.

If the Xianbei member gifted him a gift, she would first eat her fill and then slaughter her way around. Who wouldn't be able to handle such a thing?

The order was given to all Black Shirt Army s to slow down. Of course, he didn't relax his guard either.

Beigong Chun spurred his horse to the side of the Chao Yang tribe and saw that there was a long line of Xianbei member s. In their hands, there was either a good horse milk wine or sliced mutton. All of them had smiles on their faces, as if it was the new year.

"How hospitable!" Beigong Chun couldn't help but exclaim.

"Master, you are wearing the clothes of the Jin Army, and holding the sabre of the Han Army, how many Han Chinese did you kill?" Lu Duo took a step forward and started flattering, "My lord, you are truly a hero with great martial arts skills. You truly deserve to be called a mighty and humble warrior!"

Hearing that, Beigong Chun was so surprised that his chin almost dropped. Beigong Chun searched through his memories, "If I said I was Jin Army, would you believe me?" Beigong Chun asked. Beigong Chun was a person from the Western Lion sect, and since the Western Lion was also in the bitter and cold lands of Sai Bei, Beigong Chun's skin was as dry as thick bark, which was similar to the Xianbei member's. Beigong Chun had a tall stature, he was an outsider among the Chinese, making it so that Lu Duo Luo had no doubt that he was a fresh and low warrior. Beigong Chun's memory was extremely good. In these few days, his speech had improved a lot, even the Xianbei member in front of him could not compare to his speech. Even if he were to exchange insults with the Xianbei member in front of the formation, Beigong Chun would not necessarily be at a disadvantage.

"Master really knows how to joke around. How can the Chinese get here? " The old man from the Falling Moon Sect took a step forward and passed the horse milk wine in his hand to Beigong Chun. "Sir, please drink this bowl!"

Beigong Chun and the others had clearly come to kill Xianbei member, yet Xianbei member treated them like guests. If it wasn't for the fact that Beigong Chun had experienced it personally, he would never believe that such a strange thing had happened.

"Bring it here!" Beigong Chun took the horse milk wine, felt warm in his hands and drank it all in a few gulps, feeling extremely satisfied.

A beautiful girl with a hot body and a pretty body floated over like the wind and handed the lamb on the plate to Beigong Chun. She looked at Beigong Chun with her watery eyes, as if she was transmitting some sort of message to him.

"Master, this is a beauty from our Falling Moon Clan. Her singing is very moving, her dancing is as agile as an eagle's," the old man from Falling Moon Sect introduced Beigong Chun, his meaning was very clear. If Beigong Chun had his eyes on her, he could push her down and push her the way he liked her. Push as much as you want.

Although Beigong Chun's mental fortitude was not bad, he still felt like he was dreaming even when he treated his enemies warmly, bringing warm horse milk and delicious lamb meat, as well as using a beautiful young girl to seduce them. If it wasn't for the fact that he almost fell down from his horse, he would have definitely died.

Are they stupid, or are they smart?

Beigong Chun didn't know how to evaluate them anymore. To be more accurate, it should be said that they were arrogant, so arrogant that they did not put the Chinese in their eyes.

"Battling is very tiring, let's eat and drink to our fill first." Beigong Chun waved his left hand, picked up the meat plate, grabbed the lamb and started eating.

Ma Hun and the others had experienced much the same thing as Beigong Chun, but the only difference was that there were no beautiful girls.

The reason why Beigong Chun had such treatment was because Beigong Chun was their leader. There was also the fact that Beigong Chun had a tall stature, a valiant appearance, and a strong and majestic appearance. He was extremely attractive to the opposite sex and would definitely be a top-quality duck in the modern world. He ate, ate, and drank. Everything was ready for him to make his move. As Beigong Chun thought about this, he wiped his greasy hands off his clothes, wiped his mouth, and let out a burp. He was very satisfied. This was the most special meal Beigong Chun had ever eaten in his entire life.

Throughout the ancient and modern times, such a strange thing happened. Absolutely not.

Beigong Chun waved his hands at the other Black Shirt Army riders to prepare for battle, following that, Beigong Chun's hands clenched tightly onto the hilt of his blade, he suddenly pulled out his blade and roared: "All of you must die! Kill every single one of them! " While speaking, a blade light flashed, and the leader of the Rising Sun Clan, who was by Beigong Chun's side, shed a large amount of tears and a white head flew for a long time. A white head flew in the air, his mouth opened and closed continuously, releasing "Gu Gu" sounds. Without even thinking, it was obvious that he was asking Beigong Chun why he was suddenly being cruel to him.

He would never get an answer to this question. The head fell to the ground and rolled a few times before it stopped moving.

Warm blood brought them back to reality from the beauty of their dreams. The person in front of them was Chinese! Aren't they blind to treat the Han people to a horse milk wine and lamb meat?

"It's Chinese!" At this time, Beigong Chun took the lead and appeared in front of everyone like a fiend descending to the world, followed by an endless stream of cavalrymen.

"Hah!" Black Shirt Army took a deep breath and shouted in unison. Taking the lead, a rain of arrows with bright and clear tips of their arrows rained down upon the people of the Qing Pu Clan. Amidst the gasps of shock, countless people were shot and turned into hedgehogs.

The area of disturbance rapidly expanded and quickly spread to the entire southern migration camp. Screams, wails, angry curses, shouts, and all sorts of other emotions other than pain, anger, and panic were mixed in with each other. It was almost impossible to clearly hear what was being said. Heads flew, blood spurted out, limbs were all over the place. In just a few moments, the entire southern movement had become a hell on earth.

In their despair, they might have fought back before, but their fighting strength was extremely limited and was unable to cause any damage to the Black Shirt Army. At the same time, the Black Shirt Army waved the weapons in her hands crazily, waving her blade at anyone in front of him who was not part of her own army. After just a quarter of an hour, all five thousand of Beigong Chun's men were covered in blood. The ground was flowing downwards and the thickness of the blood on her body could be seen.

The corpses on the ground were piled up in layer after layer, and at this time, the Xianbei member who had reacted and ran towards the north quickly ran, but they did not know that what was waiting for them was the Black Shirt Army Crossbow Array. If they wanted to run, they had to ask if they had the strength to break through five thousand double foramina s, and was able to shoot out fifteen thousand arrows per minute. Now, the Xianbei member was no longer surprised or surprised. They were heading south happily in order to take possession of the fat fields and better pastures of the Chinese people. This was an iron-clad certainty. In the end, before they could occupy a large amount of land, they would meet the Han army. It was impossible not to fear them.

"Quickly run!" The Han Army is coming! "

"The detestable Chinese are here!"

"Hateful Han people, my poor cattle and sheep …" Xianbei member galloped around wildly, not bothering about cattle and sheep anymore. As long as she could escape, he would always have her beloved sheep and cows.

Black Shirt Army roared, wielding her blade, she pounced forward ferociously, like a blood thirsty beast, her eyes shooting out a red light, it was terrifying!

"Mighty Black Robes, Recover My Rivers and Mountains, Blood will Not Drain, Never Arrest from War!" How about the new Black Shirt Army slogan? " In the midst of the war horn's roar, dazzling rays of light appeared one after another.

"Help!"

"Quickly run!"

Xianbei member was in chaos, his beautiful dreams were shattered and he was terrified. Like a headless fly, it flew around everywhere. However, wherever the Xianbei member fled to, there would be a Black Shirt Army. She held his saber high and rushed forward like a hungry wolf that had seen a lamb. Wherever the blade's light flashed, blood would splash out and someone's head would hit the ground! Although the Black Shirt Army used human heads as their battle achievement, none of them picked up the human heads on the ground. Instead, they spurred their horses forward towards their next target.

The number of heads that rolled down was extremely dense, just like the number of winter melons a farmer would grow. The corpse lying on the ground looked like a torn down green curtain. It was truly a spectacular sight. The blood that was sprayed did not have enough time to soak into the ground. It gradually merged into small streams. Next were the patches of red. In the end, the entire prairie turned red! It was a patch of crimson red that caught one's eyes, and was extremely beautiful. The sky turned red!

People, horses, cattle and sheep, a small number of them were more than twenty square kilometers, but the Barbarian Cow Clan, which was located in the southern migration group, had noticed the change in the periphery. The Barbarian Cow Clan's people quickly reported to their leader, Duoze, and shouted, "Prepare for battle! Prepare to fight! "

Doze was quite courageous. He did not run away in panic like the others. Instead, he ordered his men to fight against the enemy.

"Fight?" The eyes of everyone present almost fell to the ground.

Xianbei member grew up on a horse and could spend his entire life on it. She knew a lot about riding skills, and with a single glance, she could tell that the riding skills of the charging Han were pretty good, just that they were not inferior to Xianbei member at all. Not to mention, the Chinese army was magnificent. Killing intent filled the air as she fought with the Han army. How could a motley crowd match him? Wasn't that just courting death? The only thing she could do now was to run for his life.

"Kill one Han, reward ten sheep, two cows, and one horse! If you dare to run away, your whole family will become slaves. " Doze pulled out his machete and raised it over his head. With a flick of his wrist, a beautiful knife flower appeared. He shouted in high spirits, "It's been so many years since I've killed a Chinese. Good job!" As the leader of a tribe, Duoze was also a hero when he was young. He had beheaded countless Chinese people, but he was too old to go back to the battlefield. He missed the past very much.

"Leader, can we beat him? "Hurry up and run!" Doze wanted to fight, but the troops didn't have that much confidence.