Chapter 196: Walking with the team

Wojin suddenly exerted force, and a white lightning flashed across the green grass. He rushed into the team of horse thieves in his breath. All the arrows, axes and guns that were flying in the air fell behind him, and even Han Fei's hair was not wiped.

Bang!

Wojin and a war horse collided head-on. Although Wojin was quite far from the tall grassland horse riding by the barbarians, the sound of fracture suddenly sounded when the two sides collided. The war horse made a painful neigh, and was knocked out together with the horse thief on his back and hit the companion behind him.

The horse thieves who came to siege were in chaos. No one expected that Woking's attack was so fast that he was caught off guard.

The tiger entered the flock! Han Fei smiled and waved the battle knife. The surroundings were full of enemies, and even if he closed his eyes, he could hit the target!

The long sword vibrated and revealed hundreds of lights and shadows. The red sword light slashed around with Han Fei as the center. The whistling sound of the air blade tearing the air was chilling.

In this battle, Han Fei used the barbarian fighting spirit that he had just learned. The blood-colored air rays spiraled and spread out. Whether it was barbarian warriors or warriors around him, they were all injured when they were rubbed, and died when they were touched!

"Ah!" "Ah!"

Screams came one after another, and blood was flying everywhere the qi went with broken limbs. A horse thief was cut into two pieces by a man and a horse. No one could resist this devastating attack!

The more deaths, the more murderous aura! The screams of the surrounding enemies made Han Fei's blood boil, and the fighting aura stimulated through his blood became more fierce and fierce. A bloodthirsty and violent aura completely enveloped him, and from a distance it seemed like he was bathed in blood.

The bloodthirsty aura even invaded his spiritual sense. This is a side effect of using the barbarian fighting spirit. It can make people more violent and fearless, and ignore everyone, including their own lives for the sake of killing. The fierceness of the barbarian warriors is not without reason.

Of course, Han Fei could not be controlled by the bloodthirsty aura. He introduced this aura into the sword light, and the attack was a little fierce.

In just a blink of an eye, more than thirty horse thieves fell under Han Fei's blade and piled up a bunch of corpses around him. The flowing blood quickly dyed the grass red.

The remaining horse thieves were completely shocked. They had seen even more brutal killings, but they were all slaughtering others themselves. When this massacre fell on their heads, even the most fierce horse thieves were terrified!

"Gaturu, it's Gatouru!" Someone roared in horror.

Gaturu means the son of the Titan. The barbarians believe in the Titan God of War and the Witch God. The strong men among the warriors often use the surname Gaturu, which is also a very high honor.

Han Fei's sharp means of descending to earth as a god of killing shocked the horse thieves and made them feel fear from the heart. When someone shouted this title, the remaining horse thieves chose to escape one after another.

These barbarian horse thieves were not afraid of fighting and death, but they knew very well that the gap between themselves and Gaturu was that no one would laugh at them when they ran away.

Han Fei, who was so excited that he drove Wojin over the pile of corpses, rushed directly to the thief in the rear.

This suddenly seemed like a hornet's nest was exploded. To be precise, a lion broke into the antelope flock. The weak's first reaction was to escape!

In fact, when forty or fifty horse thieves blocked Han Fei just now, the battle between the horse thieves and the convoy had gradually stopped. No one expected that Han Fei was so powerful, especially the call of "Gaturu" was even more shocking.

"Ah!" A few more screams. The two horse thieves who were closest to the distance had just made a move to resist and were cut into four pieces by Han Fei. The scene of the half-destroyed corpse flying in the air is definitely unforgettable, so the horse thieves ran faster!

Two leaders with fighting armor wanted to stop their subordinates from retreating, but at this time no one paid attention to their orders. The horse thieves who were completely collapsed were determined to run far away.

The warriors in the convoy were cheering and thunderously rushed out of the carriage and launched a fierce counterattack against the horse thieves, which also accelerated the collapse of the horse thieves.

In just a few minutes, the horse thief surrounded the convoy and left dozens of corpses disappeared behind the grass hills in the distance. Han Fei did not continue to chase and slowly restrained his murderous aura.

In dealing with these horse thieves, he did not even turn on the fighting qi armor, but just used true qi to protect his whole body. In fact, no horse thief could threaten him.

Although the battle ended, the soldiers of the convoy looked at Han Fei with awe. No one dared to approach him until an old wizard holding a staff walked out of the crowd.

This wizard was obviously an important figure in the convoy, with a gray hair and thin figure. His wrinkled old face was like dry orange peel, but a pair of eyes flashed with a wise light.

"Hello, warriors who wander around..." He stroked his right hand and bowed respectfully to Han Fei: "I am Guli wizard from the Fire Grass Tribe. Thank you for helping us fight back the brutal horse thief. Can I know your name?"

Han Fei did not expect that there was a wizard in this convoy. The wizard of the barbarian tribe is equivalent to the spiritual mage of the human tribe, but the number is even smaller, and the status among the barbarian tribe is much higher than that of ordinary spiritual mages, which is similar to the shaman priests of the beast tribe.

"You're welcome, I just happened to meet him!" Han Fei said with a big nod, "My name is Ades. Are you going to Kuanglan Fortress?"

The barbarians pay more attention to the strong than the human race. With the strength shown by Han Fei, there is no need to be polite to people from a small tribe, even if the other party’s identity is a wizard.

Sure enough, the wizard Guli not only did not feel displeased at all, but his expression was even more respectful: "Yes, our tribe has suffered a disaster recently, and the flock has suffered a lot of losses. We are preparing to go to Greemu Lake to join the Rage Bear Tribe."

Although the northern grassland is very large, the barbarian tribes living in it are quite difficult and dangerous, drought, locust plague, bandits, spirit beasts... may all cause a catastrophe to a tribe. This Fire Grass tribe is undoubtedly one of the unfortunates. Han Fei saw that there were many women and children in the middle of the convoy. Most of them were decent and hungry, and they all looked at themselves with awe.

Han Fei couldn't help but shake his head. Did the horse thief just now be crazy and even such a tribe was going to rob.

Gremu Lake is one of the top lakes in the northern grasslands. The abundant lake water nourishes large areas of aquatic plants and there are many fertile fields around it. Without it, the Kuanglan Fortress could not maintain enough military presence.

Although Han Fei had never been to Greemu Lake, he also knew that there was no place for a small tribe like Huocao. Their surrender was undoubtedly to take the initiative to get up and make people annex, just to survive.

"So that's the case..." Han Fei nodded.

"His Excellency Ades, since we are on the same road, can we be honored to invite you to go with you?" The Wizard Guli asked again.

Han Fei pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, I'll go to Kuanglan Fortress once, so it's better to go with you."

In fact, even if the wizard Guli did not take the initiative to propose, Han Fei had such an idea. He is not in a hurry to sneak into the Kuanglan Fortress immediately. If he can get along with these ordinary barbarians, understand the other party's customs as much as possible, and use this inconspicuous small tribe to conceal his identity, it will undoubtedly be of great benefit to future lurking tasks.

Although Han Fei is not worried that his disguise will be discovered, the fewer flaws and loopholes, the better.

The wizard Guli was overjoyed. He just tried to invite him. Unexpectedly, Han Fei would agree. With such a powerful warrior accompanying him, the journey ahead would undoubtedly be very safe and there would be greater benefits.

"His Excellency Ades, I grew up on the shore of Greemu Lake and often come to the fortress to worship the witch gods, so I am very familiar with the Kuanglan Fortress. I can be your guide!" The wizard from the Fire Grass Tribe said happily.

"Okay." Han Fei nodded, and he looked around and said, "You can clean up the bodies and war horses of these horse thieves, I don't need them."

The wizard Guli was stunned at first, then bent down deeply to salute: "Thank you so much!"

More than one hundred horse thieves died in battle, most of which were killed by Han Fei, and some of them were left behind. These war horses were definitely a huge asset to small tribes like Fire Grass. They were able to pick out stallions from them to carefully raise and reproduce.

In addition to war horses, horse thieves also have more or less things on their bodies, such as leather armor, combat boots, weapons, personal supplies, and even gold coins and jewelry, which are also wealth.

The people of the Fire Grass Tribe cheered again. With the order of Guli's wizard, the soldiers, women and children all went out, regardless of the blood and internal organs flowing all over the ground, and almost frantically searched the thief's corpses, almost taking away all their underwear, which made Han Fei feel a little scared when he looked.

The young and strong soldiers waved their swords and cut off the skin and flesh of the dead horses, then tied them with ropes and put them on the carriage, which was a waste.

Under the siege of horse thieves, more than a dozen warriors of the Fire Grass Tribe were killed, including their patriarch. However, the tribesmen did not feel much sad. They collected the bodies of the dead, and the wizard Guli held a small ceremony and buried them on the spot.

As for the corpses of the horse thieves, they were abandoned in the wilderness. The sky was surrounded by a group of corpse-eating eagles, waiting for them to leave and have a feast.

The desolate grasslands cannot be wasted at all!
Chapter completed!