"Yun Zhao, it's been so great working with you these past two months!" Yan Xiaoyi looked at Yun Zhao beside him and laughed, "These damn fools have suffered a lot."

Yun Zhao pulled off the black scarf on his face, took a big breath of the strong wind blowing in his face, and exhaled a thick breath, "This is nothing, it's just a small fight, Xiao Yi, my enemy is the Mongolian royal court.

The big tent soldiers, when we can defeat those big tent soldiers as easily as we did today, that will be really cool."

Yan Xiaoyi stuck out his tongue. He didn't think that what Yun Zhao said could be done. The Mongolian royal court's large army was synonymous with the most powerful cavalry. The last time they defeated Jamuka's army, it was really hard.

There is a lot of chance in catching the opponent by surprise. As long as he can defeat his opponent in a head-on duel, Yan Xiaoyi feels great. But to defeat his opponent so easily and effortlessly like today is probably impossible.

Yan Xiaoyi has been following Yun Zhao since he independently led the horse bandits to activities outside. The original intention was that the red lady was worried that Yun Zhao was afraid of his impulsiveness, so she asked Yan Xiaoyi to remind and protect him. But after two months,

, Yan Xiaoyi witnessed Yun Zhao's initial youthful command and somewhat reckless fighting style, and his gradual progress to the smooth and smooth style now. He grasped the key points of the cavalry's combat incisively and vividly, cutting through, dividing, and shooting.

Harassment and short-range assault are already very easy to use. More importantly, because of Yun Zhao, such a strong presence, whenever he encounters a strong opponent, Yun Zhao is responsible for attacking. Between his Po Jun and Yi Shuihan,

Under this situation, few Meng people can stop Yun Zhao, who rides on the lightning-fast dark clouds and snow to attack. Once the strongest one dies, the opponent's military morale will immediately drop by more than one level.

"Yun Zhao, should we do a few more votes or go back to Yingzui Rock?" Yan Xiaoyi asked.

"Go back. We have been out for two months. We have robbed a lot of things. We should send them back. Besides, we can't take care of such war horses. If we send them back to Yingzui Rock, many brothers' horses should be replaced." Yun Zhaodao

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"Okay!" Yan Xiaoyi said with a smile: "It's great to work outside, but I haven't seen the old boss, Miss Hong, and Master Hu for such a long time. I really miss them. Let's go home!"

"Brothers, go home!" Yan Xiaoyi rushed forward quickly, shouting hello to the horse bandits as he ran.

"Go home!" the horse bandits cheered loudly.

The Yingzui Rock Horse Bandits used the most solemn ceremony to welcome back this group of companions who had been out for more than two months. Seeing the large amount of supplies and war horses carried by Yun Zhao and others, making a lot of money, the whole Yingzui Rock was boiling.

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"Are you okay during this time?" Lady Hong walked up to Yun Zhao and asked with concern.

"Okay, very good. What about you?" Yun Zhao said with a smile.

"I'm fine, I'm just a little worried about you, but I always hear good news from you and I'm very happy." The red lady's face turned red.

The three-eyed tiger came over, "Yunzhao, you're a good boy. You're like Mr. Tiger. What, have you missed me?"

Before Yun Zhao could answer, he was dragged away by Wan Yuan on the side, "I miss you, Qiu Qiu, let's go and help Wan Ye get the horse to the stable and see if Xiao Yunzi knocks down anything good.

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"Hey, Wan Ye, I haven't seen you for two months. I really miss this guy. I was just about to talk to him. Oh, why are you kicking my ass?" As the three-eyed tiger complained loudly, he was surrounded by Wan Wan. The Yuan is dragged further and further away.

"Master Tiger is still so interesting." Yun Zhao looked at the three-eyed tiger who turned back as he walked and said.

"Well, you seem to have lost some weight!" The red lady looked at Yun Zhao carefully.

"It's not bad. I've been riding horses and fighting all day for the past two months. It's like being on Yingzui Rock. You take care of everything. I don't have to worry about anything all day long. Of course I have to lose weight, but don't you think Have I gotten stronger?" Yun Zhao said with a smile.

The red lady laughed and said, "Now that you are back, don't rush out. After two months of fighting, you must digest it well. Well, I have to make up for your lost weight."

"Then you have to be careful, don't make me look fat. If that's the case, I might not be allowed to get on his back." Yun Zhao laughed.

Shen Feng in the distance had his hands behind his back, looking at the two little children whispering there, with a smile on his face.

The Mongolian Royal Court, the center of power in the entire desert, is not like Shangjing in Dayue. It has steep city walls, magnificent palaces, wide streets, and dense pedestrians. Here, there are only some simple stone walls surrounding each other. Inside, there is a The top tent stretches into the distance.

The royal court’s golden tent is at the foot of Black Stone Mountain. This is a hilltop of only more than 100 meters, but it is the holy mountain of the Mongolian people. It not only has the altar of the Mongolian people on it, but also is the eternal resting place of all the Mongolian kings. The soul and symbol of.

The most powerful troops in the entire desert are gathered in the royal court, the Great Tent Soldiers. They are the core force of the Mongolian people and protect the core power of the entire Mongolian people. Wuda, the Mongolian king of this generation, has just passed his forties. He is young, powerful and ambitious. At that time, in the battle for the throne that lasted for more than ten years, he finally stood out and sat on the tiger-skin throne at the foot of Blackstone Mountain.

Just looking at his appearance, Wu Da is very easy to confuse people. With his thick build, thick eyebrows and big eyes, full beard, and loud voice when he speaks, it is easy for people to think that he is an extremely generous and traditional Mongolian. However, In fact, this man has a calm temperament, a deep scheming mind, and is a very skillful person. In just two years since he came to power, he has integrated the entire Mongolian people together.

"Brother, there is news from Lucheng that this time it is the last batch of goods. Their eldest prince fought with the fourth prince in Shangjing City. He fell behind and suffered some losses. The salt and iron trade had to be stopped. , this time is the last and the biggest one." Jardan walked into the golden tent with a letter. She was the only one who could walk directly into the golden tent without any notification. , and others, even Wuda’s own wife, do not have this honor.

"Yaldan, are you going to take care of it yourself?" Wuda looked at his youngest sister with some doting. In fact, Wuda knew that when it came to the plans in his heart, his sister was stronger than him, so there was no need for him to do anything special. Pang loves her, but she is his biological sister after all, and she is also his right-hand man.

"The delivery price, time, route, and protection along the way are all familiar to me. It doesn't make a big difference whether I go or not. But this time, I am going to go in person because there is another thing that I think has already been done." There is no need to delay, it must be solved." Yaldan said.

"Are you talking about the horse bandits in Yingzui Rock?"

"That's right, brother, intelligence has been coming in these days. The Yingzuiyan Horse Bandits are attacking our tribe and caravans without restraint. Originally, this cannot shake our foundation. What I'm worried about is that once we go south in the future,

, leaving such a powerful enemy in our rear will threaten our very foundation, so we must get rid of them before we go south."

Wu Da nodded, "You are right. This horse bandit has indeed become a thorn in our side. Yaldan, how many people are you planning to take? The Gorgos troops are afraid that they will not be able to catch it?"

"I'm still going to take Jamuka and let him command a thousand troops, plus the Gorgos tribe, and that's about it. This time, I'm going to drag Sima Rui from Lucheng into the water." He thought

Watching us two tigers fighting on the side is too beautiful." Yaldan sneered.

Wuda smiled and said: "Jamuka is still in jail. This bastard greatly reduced the power of our army last time. I hope he can stand up this time and not defeat their Zalchiwuti tribe again."

The last time he came back from a disastrous defeat, old Aslan was so angry that he fell ill. This is the son on whom he has placed all his hopes! Since you are optimistic about him, go to old Aslan yourself and ask him to let Jamu go.
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