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Chapter 93: Hou Yuan’s ambush, Firebolt

 In the north of the desert, a bunch of bonfires rose on the endless wasteland.

The orange-yellow flames stained the dim night, and the vast wasteland was inexplicably warm.

A young general sat on the ground, looking at a long sword in his hand. After a while, he said to a handsome soldier beside him, "Cai Luan, are there any walnuts?"

Hearing this, the soldier next to him grabbed his cloth bag that was slanted beside him, and complained while grabbing it: "I really don't know what you think? What's not fun, but I just played with this thing. Along the way, I was so sank to death with such a big bag of things on my back!"

The young player looked at the other party and smiled, "Whose belly did that thing end up??"

This group of people was Jia Guan and the Heavy Snow Dragon Cavalry who advanced into the northern part of the Mo.

The soldier's face turned red, but at this time there was a bonfire, which was not very obvious. Several new recruits who had been newly formed into the heavy snow dragon cavalry in the distance looked at this scene and felt a strange feeling in their hearts. Several veterans beside him smiled.

"Look at it, I feel so painful when changing the dressing bath in the future. Don't blame the brothers for not reminding you!"

The newly recruits didn't know what they thought of, but their faces changed. When they looked at each other, they couldn't help but swallowed. Wasn't the soldier sitting next to their general the "poisonous concubine" who prepared medicine baths for them in Liaodong Town?

Thinking of that person's methods, the few people quickly lowered their heads, stopped looking, and talked about other things with their colleagues around them.

Speaking of the name "Poisonous Concubine", there is another anecdote. The year before yesterday, Cai Luan made a move and turned a dozens of miles into a dead body. There were no people or animals left. This time, this time, the foreign race was shocked, but also the five thousand snow dragon cavalry. Only then did they realize that the woman who had been following Jia Feng was a poison master. In a medicine bath, a soldier couldn't stand the pain because of the medicine bath. He said jokingly, "I'm afraid I'm going to be poisoned~ it's useless!"

Since then, "poisonous waste" has become the catchphrase of the young men who grinned in pain, and then gradually became "poisonous concubines".

They were scared from the bottom of their hearts. As soon as their medicine bath was in the other party's hands, although they would not deduct a little bit when they exchanged military merits, but adding a few taels of extra things could make them cry and cry for their parents. What happened afterwards? There were no side effects, and even the effect was better, making them love and hate.

With two light bangs, Jia Feng bounced his fingers on the sword hanging directly above the walnut. The long sword buzzed and made a sound of sword sound.

A stack of four or five walnuts, the one at the bottom was broken.

Cai Luan raised her eyebrows, her eyes were quick and her hands were quick. She copied the scattered walnuts, picked out the walnut kernels, and ate them happily.

After eating, I looked at Jia Feng, as if I was signaling to continue~

Seeing her like this, Jia Feng was happy again, but he didn't say anything. He gestured with his eyes. Cai Luan took out one from the cloth bag and placed it carefully on the top of the stack of walnuts.

The buzzing sword was like a brilliant blacksmith forging, slowly echoing in this world. It was not surprising that the snow dragon rider was the first day. Most of them put their arms around, squinted their eyes slightly, shook their heads, seemed to be listening and appreciating.

At the middle of the moon, Jia Feng rubbed his fingers and finally stopped. His eyes became distant.

In three years, his Dahuang Ting was finally fulfilled and his strength was greatly improved. He did not have a definite conclusion about his current realm because there was no comparison.

Compared with three years ago, he is at least five times stronger. If we look at the realm in the Snow Knife, it is almost the Mysterious Realm.

But the improvement of the realm later became a problem, so he focused on the two sword moves and sword intent.

I started to think about the secret, and this walnut was one of them.

After three years of heavy snow dragon cavalry, they finally got a little look, with the blessing of medicinal baths and the method of burning muscles and bones he got from Shaolin Temple. The effect was pretty good.

In the northern part of the desert, there is a large brazier in a very luxurious tent, and it is burning vigorously at this moment.

Several men with braids were eating meat and drinking wine in big bowls.

Someone on the table said in a drunken way: "Maham! If this plan can be done, I will be the khan!!"

The man sitting on the head seat laughed when he heard this, "Taiping, don't worry, this time I brought all the fire pili from the Ola tribe. This time, I want to let that dog bastard be wiped out!!"

Hearing his words, a man on the east side slapped the table and said gritting his teeth: "Maham, if it is not enough, I will not have many. That wolf cub killed 70,000 to 80,000 people in my army. If you don't take this revenge, I, Arutai, will not be a human being!!"

Fire Pili is a kind of firearm in Houyuan, which is extremely powerful. If the quantity is sufficient, it can even destroy a small city.

Maham raised his hand and raised the golden cup in his hand, signaled to everyone present, and then said again: "If you want to accomplish this, you still need help!"

Hearing this, everyone looked different, but they stopped talking. Although they hated Jia Yuan very much, they did not want to meet again. The incident in the Jurchens did not happen to their Houyuan realm, so they did not want to burn with each other.

Seeing everyone like this, Maham narrowed his eyes and seemed to guess what everyone was thinking and smiled coldly.

"Everyone! If this son is not eliminated, it will definitely become a big trouble. The Jianzhou Jurchen is an example. You should have seen all the methods of this son in foreign races. Do you think if he has enough power, he will let us go?"

"He is not yet in the weather, and there are only five thousand people around him. If he wants to get rid of this trouble, it is the best time now. When he is awarded the position of general by Emperor Dakang and commanding troops to invade, do you think we can still stop it then?"

"We are the people of the immortal world, the eagles flying on the grassland. Decades ago, those Dakang people were our slaves. Do you really want to bow to them?"

Maham's extremely inflammatory behavior made the people present shake in their hearts in just a few words. The people of the Yuan Dynasty were divided into four levels. Aren't the others the Mongolians slaves?

Arutai and others were silent for a moment and said, "What should we do?"

A divine light shone in Maham's eyes, "I found that as long as the number of people exceeds 50,000, the army of Jia Guan will not confront us head-on! I want each unit to produce 60,000 people, expand and combine, and only go west, and then I send someone here to wait for the rabbit and destroy it with fire thunder!"

"The encirclement master must be missing?"

"Okay~"

"Then there can't be too many people on your side. At that time, Jia Feng will not be able to blame us if he doesn't escape to you!"

"Three thousand people are enough~"
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