Meng Mulie looked at Chen's body and said, "Bury this young master beside Guicheng City."
Qi Wukuoye came over with the support of the soldiers: "The people from the Central Plains are hypocritical and sweaty. Why not chop them into pieces and feed them to the wolves!"
"We want to take over the Central Plains. It's useless to kill him." Meng Mulie waved his hand, and a group of soldiers came forward, lifted Chen's body, and found a place to bury it.
He Yue'er was at the side and couldn't say a word. She didn't expect that the little monk Chen could be so powerful and could fight with Meng Mulie for such a long time.
"If it were me..."
"If you had left earlier, there wouldn't have been so many things."
Duan Tong's voice sounded quietly from behind. He Yue'er looked back, not knowing when he was standing next to her, very close...
"You..." He Yue'er was frightened and took two steps away.
Duan Tong did not reply, but walked straight to Meng Mulie: "Great Khan, I have heard the news. Zhou Ziru in the capital led an army of 500,000 to set up an ambush in Jincheng, just waiting for the Great Khan to go. I propose that before returning, Take a break in the city, reorganize your troops and horses, and fight again another day!"
He Yue'er was shocked when he heard this. Zhou Ziru's ambush in Jincheng was not serious, but not many people knew about it. There was no possibility that the Northern Army who stayed in the city and returned to the city knew about it.
Where did he learn this?
"Oh, there are millions of soldiers from Beiyi, but they are still afraid of a small ambush?" He Yue'er couldn't help but mocked from behind.
No matter what you say, you must lure the millions of troops from Beiyi over!
Meng Mulie glanced back and forth at Duan Tong and He Yue'er's faces, and smiled softly.
Duan Tong swallowed quietly. He didn't know what Meng Mulie was thinking now and whether he had seen through his own thoughts.
He Yue'er was also very nervous. Now that Liao Chen had just died, these Beiyi people hadn't noticed her yet, so they really shouldn't have spoken rashly.
Meng Mulie walked up to the two of them: "Ambush? I also want to see how powerful the Central Plains people's ambush can be."
"Profusely sweating..." Duan Tong was a little anxious.
He Yue'er heard Meng Mulie's words and quietly retreated, wanting to reduce her presence so as not to be noticed.
It was okay that she was not moving, but when her feet moved, Meng Mulie paid attention to her: "Mrs. Wu Dinggong?"
"I...yes. I am!"
He Yue'er wanted to deny it, but after a little hesitation, he finally admitted it frankly.
"That Mr. Wu Ding... is quite a talent... huh?" As soon as Meng Mulie finished speaking, he suddenly looked towards the south with a solemn expression.
Duan Tong followed Meng Mulie's gaze and saw nothing. There was nothing in the distance.
"He came so quickly and received a punch from me...hehe, his body is quite strong. Since Duke Wu Ding is here, I'll go and greet him."
After saying that, Meng Mulie didn't care about Duan Tong and He Yue'er, jumped into the sky and disappeared from everyone's eyes.
Duan Tong pulled He Yue'er up and said, "Follow me."
"Let's just leave... so you don't take me... ahem... don't you take me seriously?" Qi Guokuoye was supported by two soldiers at the side and shouted at them.
"A dead dog, beaten half to death, still dares to speak?" Duan Tong stopped and said without looking back, holding back his anger.
Among the four mastiffs, Qi Wukuoxie and Duan Tong had a bad relationship, which was well known to everyone. Qi Wukuoxie was known as the loyal dog, so he was naturally loyal to Meng Mulie, and he naturally couldn't bear to see a guy like Duan Tong who defected to the enemy.
What a coincidence, the two of them met here again today.
"Okay, be tough... go ahead!" Qi Guoxie ordered immediately without any hesitation.
The soldiers outside the city were all small tribes of the Northern Yi. They had no right to speak among the Northern Yi. Moreover, they followed the tunnel dug by Duan Tong and came to the south of Gui City. They established the siege of the city. Logically speaking, they should be replaced. Get closer to Duan Tong more.
But after Tibano surrendered to Meng Mulie wholeheartedly, he and Qi Guokuoxie carried out some rectification of these small northern Yi tribes.
Those who were dissatisfied had already been killed, and those who were born were "submissive people" who had been beaten and frightened by the two of them.
At this time, they would not dare to make enemies of Qi Guoxie, but they just pretended not to hear Qi Guoxie's orders, and everyone rushed to the city with their heads down.
Qi Guoxie's order was naturally given to his Chonglang Cavalry. This cavalry was a direct lineage of the Chongling Tribe. It had already followed Qi Guoxie before Meng Mulie became the Great Khan. Together with Guoxie, they went through life and death for Meng Mulie.
The surrounding heavy wolf riders slowly surrounded them, still with that cold look in their eyes, as if they were determined to tear Duan Tong and He Yue'er to pieces.
"The woman stays!" Qi Guoxie added an order, not to continue his "good relationship between Qin and Jin", but because he knew that He Yue'er was still useful to Meng Mulie.
"Have you thought it through?" Duan Tong was also very angry. Qi Guokuoxie usually made things difficult for him, but he kept avoiding him. Unexpectedly, he would never miss any opportunity to go against himself.
Unfortunately, there are still some things he hasn't figured out yet. If he wants to ask He Yue'er, he can't let her stay here.
Duan Tong responded with a ghost wolf knife. When Chonglang mounted the horse, he used the gun, and when he dismounted, he used the knife.
The gun is the Wolf Fang Spear and the knife is the Ghost Wolf Sword.
Duan Tong pushed He Yue'er aside and kicked a severed Ghost Wolf Sword away.
Qi Wukuoxie's "open-mindedness" towards He Yue'er meant that he didn't have to worry about He Yue'er's safety, which was a good thing.
He Yue'er was pushed aside, not knowing what to do, so two kind-faced Beiyi veterans raised their shields to protect He Yue'er.
"Girl, it's dangerous, stay away."
"Don't get involved in the fights between big shots."
The two Beiyi veterans were kind-hearted and temporarily protected He Yue'er.
Duan Tong was alone, fighting the heavy wolf cavalry, and with the flash of sword light, he was able to do it with ease. From time to time, a heavy wolf rider was even knocked out by him, falling to the ground and vomiting blood.
"Even if I try my best today... Heavy Wolf Cavalry, I still want you... to die here!" Qi Guoxie's murderous intention arose early, and taking advantage of Meng Mulie's absence, this is a good opportunity.
Duan Tong's boxing and kicking skills were so good that the heavy wolf knights around him were not only unable to do anything to him, but instead snatched a Ghost Wolf Sword from him.
"It's okay, he doesn't know how to use a knife." The skills of fists and kicks are not comparable to the skills of weapons, and he is not afraid of the heavy wolves around him.
"I came here to seek refuge. In the past, I was afraid that the Khan would become suspicious, so I didn't use weapons."
Duan Tong rolled up his sleeves and looked at everyone: "Since you are so blind, I will let you open your eyes today!"
With one strike, as fast as lightning, the head of a heavy wolf rider was cut off by Duan Tong, with the stern expression still on his face.
He... didn't have time to be shocked.
The ensuing fight was much more brutal. Blood gushed out with every slash, and the heavy wolf cavalry suffered heavy casualties for a while.
"One person can monopolize thousands of heavy wolf riders, even I can't do it... This guy is usually... really clumsy, so we can't keep him!"
Qi Wukuoxie ordered to a close aide beside him: "Go and bring another five thousand heavy wolves to ride over!"
"Sir..." The confidant next to him was a little shocked and did not dare to agree for a while.
The Chonglang Cavalry are the elite among the elite. The entire Beiyi, or the entire Chongling Tribe, only has 10,000 cavalry in full force.
When Qi Guoxie came back to the city, he only had three thousand with him. Now for this Duan Tong, he had to mobilize another five thousand... Do you really want to use the entire heavy wolf cavalry to replace this Duan Tong?
"Why...I'm talking...can't you hear me?" Qi Wukuoxie glared at the cronies around him, with murderous intent in his eyes.
The confidant did not dare to hesitate any longer and hurriedly accepted the order, otherwise he would not have any doubt that he would be killed in the next moment.
"I heard you!" While fighting, Duan Tong took the time to shout: "Add another five thousand, Master Qi Wukuoxie is such a generous hand! Why don't you transfer all the remaining seven thousand? Let me kill to my heart’s content!”
The loser does not lose the formation.
Although Duan Tong is currently fighting against these three thousand wolf riders, he can do so with ease. But that was only for now, and there were less than a hundred people besieging him, and only ten people were actually fighting with him at the same time.
Not to mention the five thousand, but the three thousand heavy wolf cavalry, if they really fight, Duan Tong will be killed.
Qi Wukuoxie transferred another five thousand, just for stability.
Duan Tong refused to give in, but he was already thinking about countermeasures in his heart. He would never die here before his revenge was avenged. His eyes flashed left and right, looking for a way to escape.
Unfortunately, no.
The heavy wolf cavalry cooperated tacitly, attacked and defended in an orderly manner, and there was no blind spot in the siege. Even if someone is killed, the people behind him will make up for it in time, and behind him, there are still people waiting eagerly.
The only way to break out of the siege is to fight all three thousand wolf riders to death. There is no second way.
The fighting continues.
…
In the east, the sky has turned white. After experiencing the darkest moment, it is almost dawn.
Meng Mulie was flying high in the sky and saw the man running hard on the ground at a glance.
"quite fast."
Like an eagle seeing prey on the ground, Meng Mulie swooped down and rushed towards the man.
"Bang!"
Dust and dust were flying, making it difficult to see what was happening in the smoke.
Before it dispersed, a figure flashed out of the smoke, and in one breath, he was already a hundred steps away.
"Huh?" Meng Mulie was a little shocked.
Yi Xiaodao's speed was beyond his expectation.
"I was careless." Meng Mulie turned around and chased Yi Xiaodao.
Yi Xiaodao turned a blind eye to Meng Mulie behind him. Now he was only thinking about rescuing He Yue'er.
A fist struck from behind, and Yi Xiaodao suddenly felt a sense of crisis in his heart. His feet hurriedly stopped, and he turned and dodged to the side.
Danger after danger, get out of the way.
"Don't stop me." A trace of fire flickered in Yi Xiaodao's eyes.
"Guicheng has been captured."
"I'm not here to return to the city."
Meng Mulie smiled: "It turns out that the rumors about you in the Central Plains are true. The dignified Duke Wu Ding is actually an infatuated person."
"I told you not to stop me!"
A burst of flames rose up from the ground like a fountain, wrapping Yi Xiaodao in it.
Even Meng Mulie felt...a little warm on his face...
