Hundreds of green wolf riders dragged the wounded and rolled down the mountain. Feather arrows roared and chased them, constantly sank into the snow. Every time the arrow fell, snow powder splashed everywhere, making these green wolf riders look on their heads and faces.

Fortunately, the iron gun used by the crossbow machine in the military camp was difficult to make, so it was not launched. Otherwise, there would be more casualties and injuries after retreating along the way.

After exiting the range of the bow and arrows of Renmao Village, these green wolf cavalry could breathe a little, and many people ran down the mountain. Taking off their bags, the top of their heads was filled with hot white air. Sweat flowed down their necks and became cold in an instant.

The Centurion of the Green Wolf Cavalry and the Captain of the Slave Soldiers were both exhausted and went down the mountain. The Centurion of the Green Wolf Cavalry was about to settle the score with the Slave Soldiers when he saw Zhibisli's personal guards rushing over like a wolf or a tiger, and locked the Slave Soldiers and the Centurion, pulling them horizontally and vertically towards Zhibisli.

The centurion of the Green Wolf Rider is about thirty years old, with a vicissitudes of a coin-sized arrow scar on his face. He knew at a glance that he had climbed to this position after fighting an old battle. He was dragged by his personal guards and shouted in discontently: "It was those slave dogs who retreated first! The hanging wall was shot so badly that we couldn't stand it, so we retreated. Are we waiting to die?"

The guards just whispered to him: "Shu'erhuo, say less in front of the young king! Isn't it just a few whip calls? If you yell like this, you'll not just be whipped!"

Centurion Shu Erhuo snorted: "When we accompany Lao Wang to fight north and south of Jinshan, the young king was still teasing the lambs and pony. What can we do to me?"

Several personal guards pulled Shu'erhuo and the slave soldiers' leader straight with a calm face. Zhibisli sat on the saddle, waiting with a pale face.

The leader of the slave soldiers kept silent all the way. When he arrived in front of Zhibisli, he knelt on the ground without waiting for his personal guard to push him, and bowed deeply, not daring to look up.

Several personal guards pushed Shu'er for a moment, but he did not kneel down and pointed at the slave soldier leader and cursed: "A slave dog that never ends! I have lost several children's lives and chopped your head to compensate!"

The slave soldiers were the Turks who chose strong soldiers as soldiers in the mouths of the plundering, and mainly fulfilled the responsibility of auxiliary soldiers. The slave soldiers were mixed, including Han people, people from various small tribes on the grassland, and Turks were demoted after violating military laws. After being in the slave soldiers for a long time, and with contributions, they might be able to be taken as a wolf cavalry by some nobleman.

But as long as they are still slave soldiers, the primitive tribal democracy within the Turks would not be able to deal with them. They have always done the hardest work, and they are all responsible for the task of siegeing cities and field battles.

This time, the two iron spears caused the team of slave soldiers to collapse and retreat. The captain of the slave soldiers was also led and ran to the foot of the mountain before he could stand firm. At this time, he would no longer be able to distinguish anything, and his head would no longer be on his neck!

Even though the captain of the slave soldier has made great achievements and is likely to be added to the wolf cavalry, at this time, he can only kneel down and beg for his life, waiting for Zheng Bissi to show great compassion.

Shu'erhuo pushed all the blame on him, and the captain of the slave soldiers bowed to the ground, trembling all over, and did not dare to make any sound.

Zhibisli raised his whip and pointed at Shu'erhuo: "You still have the face to scold others? Why did you retreat, the Centenarians team, have you retreated? What is my order? The Centenarians teams behind are about to follow, and now they are all collapsed!"

Shu Erhuo rolled his eyes: "Are you waiting to die? These are all wolf riders brought out by Lao Wang, so you can't ruin them like this! Many men followed Lao Wang from Jinshan!"

Zhibisli's face turned pale and stood up suddenly: "Is there someone else in your eyes?"

Shu'erhuo opened his mouth and was about to say something unpleasant. The guards beside Zhibisli hurriedly kicked him in the bend of his leg. Shu'erhuo thrust and knelt down to the ground. Two guards pressed his shoulders and refused to let him get up. The centurion guard who was guarding Zhibisli said loudly: "Shu'erhuo, don't admit his mistake yet!"

Shu Erhuo struggled for a few times but couldn't break away. He sneered: "We are loyal to the army in winter. When we attacked the Hangou beacon, I also came first. Now, the lives of Gu Xierlang and others have become guilty?"

Although he fell to his knees in the snow and was pressed by two personal guards, the old Turkic soldier still looked rebellious!

Zhibisli held the whip tightly, and his eyes were so angry that they almost spit out fire.

The Qinglang Knight of the Zhibi Department was brought out by his father's generation. Although Zhibihe and Zhibi Luoluo are trying their best to cultivate their own family, they can't convince the public. They love the family styles of the heroes, and have caused a lot of discussion behind the scenes in the Zhibi Department.

Zhibisli has always wanted to prove that he can bear the responsibility entrusted to him by his father. However, he followed Zhibisli into the clouds and left his uncle there. This experience made Zhibisli's prestige even lower.

Now Shu'erhuo was almost clamoring in front of him. Zhibisli wanted to have an attack several times, but he endured it. Finally, he could only wave his hand: "Drag and hit twenty whips!"

Shu Erhuo sneered: "Saving so many children's lives is only twenty whips, it's really cheap!"

The green wolf cavalry were crowded around, and each of them was so cold that they were spitting out long white air. The battle was hard and hard.

Seeing that Zhibis power still softened, hundreds of thousands of Green Wolf Cavalry were slightly turbulent. Shu'erhuo was so rebellious that he was only whipped twenty times. It seems that in front of this young king, he could just handle his errands. Whoever wants to chew this military camp will go, everyone will go up and gesture and get down!

Suddenly, Zhibihe's voice sounded: "Is Shu'erhuo breaking the military order?"

The green wolf cavalry staggered apart, and saw Zhi Bihe coming on horseback, with dozens of personal guards surrounding him.

In front of his son, you can feel at ease that Zheng Bihe, who is old-fashioned. At this moment, sitting on the horse's back, with his waist straight back. He is not even wrapped in a thick fur and covered in armor, as if he was the Khan King who had brought his children from the clan to fight against thousands of tribes at the foot of the Jinshan Mountain!

Zhi Bisili hurriedly came forward, and wanted to say something, Zhi Bihe waved his hand gently: "I saw it in the distance, and the fire fell down... What is your command?"

Zhi Bissi bowed and said, "The child's order is Shu'erhuo team, and he will retreat after twenty arrows!"

Zhibihe said coldly: "Shu'erhuo, how many arrows have you shot?"

The pride of the pride will be here, and Shu'er's fire will no longer be rebellious, and he lowered his head and said, "Six Arrows."

Zhi Bihe waved his hand: "Take it down and cut it."

The guards beside Zhibihe turned over and dismounted, took Shu'erhuo, and before Shu'erhuo could struggle to beg for mercy, he had already pulled out his hand-removing knife, and cut Shu'erhuo's choking throat with one knife. The trachea and esophagus were completely cut off. Shu'erhuo covered his throat and cried, and threw himself to the ground, struggling for a few times, silent, and the snow under him was stained red in an instant.

Zhibihe ordered coldly again: "The captain of the slave soldiers also cut off, and the other ten people were beaten one, and they cut off!"

The personal guards took the order and went out to find people to kill. The slave soldiers had long collapsed in the snow and did not dare to struggle at all!

Zhi Bihe glanced at his son at this time, and Zhi Bisli stood blankly without saying a word.

Zhi Bihe raised the horse whip and pointed at Renmao Village on the mountain: "In the middle of today, I will look at my royal flag and rise on this Han military village!"

Thousands of Green Wolf Cavaliers were silent for a moment, and suddenly they roared loudly, like snow-drift wolves howled, soaring into the sky!
Chapter completed!