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Chapter 329 Chapter 329: The Trouble in the Tribe
The night wind whimpered, blowing across the mountain beams, making a piercing whining sound.

In the dimly lit yurt, A Tugun was sitting upright, with a look of tiredness on his sad face.Shaking the dusty sheet on the desk, he glanced at the people in the tent.

The prestigious old man, the young man in charge of the guard, the lieutenant who escaped with himself, and two women who were in charge of daily production in the tribe.

A moth crashed into the fire, and amidst the small sizzle sound, A Tugun turned his head, his voice slightly hoarse.

"The battle on the front line is tight, we lost a lot of people, and the vitality of the whole tribe was greatly injured."

"Tang rides like wolves on the grassland today, and a team of a hundred people ravages and kills the entire grassland. It is rare to meet an opponent. Considering that our clan is not young enough, and most of them are disabled, everyone listen to my advice and move out as soon as possible. "

A Tugun said such words more than once, but in the end they disagreed and broke up unhappy.

Looking at the slightly tired patriarch, he was not as energetic as he was in his past glory. The young man in charge of the guard patrol frowned his thick eyebrows, and his words were full of doubts.

"The patriarch has always been ambitious, and our clansmen are also proud of you. Why do you look dejected when you return to the tribe this time? There is not much reason to just migrate? But when your clansmen are human?"

"After losing the battle on the front line, you will not say a word when you come back. If you want to kill or fight, you only have to rely on the words of the patriarch. How have the tens of thousands of people in our clan been afraid of anyone?"

"It is said to be migration, but this is the place where our ancestors lived! At the foot of Tianshan Mountain? Is that where people live? It is covered with ice and snow for years, and the cold wind is bitter. A little carelessness will cost most of the lives of the entire clan! "

The young man with his hips on his hips turned his head sideways, with a reluctance on his face.

"I want to move, you move!"

A Tugun felt bitter in his heart, and the wrinkles on his worried cheeks deepened, and he shook his head slightly.

"The war lost the lives of many young clansmen, and the rest of the clan can't have any more accidents."

"Tang Qi even avoided the search of the army, and a team of hundreds of people can also run freely in this wasteland. This is not always a simple team. Avoid its edge. I don't want the whole tribe to wither any longer."

"This time, our entire tribe has no choice..."

Before he finished speaking, the young man brushed his cloak over suddenly, glaring at A Tugun who was still preaching.

"A group of cowardly villains who attacked the tribe in the dark, what kind of heroes are they!"

"Don't persuade the patriarch! I, Jill, am not an old-hearted person!"

"People who are born to ride on horseback are not used to escape. The Atugun clan who have lost their pride, even if they move there, it is no different from being dead!"

Bang!
When the words fell, the big palm suddenly hit the desk in front of him.

After repeated persuasion, A Tugun's repressed anger burst out suddenly, he got up and brushed off his cloak, strode into the tent, stood in front of Qing Zhuang, his tiger's eyes flashed sharply, and he poked his finger down on Qing Zhuang's chest.

"In this clan, are you the patriarch or am I?"

"If you want to die, no one will stop you! When Tang Qi comes, you can fight or flee, you choose."

Let Buddha go for a moment, the proud and awe-inspiring patriarch of the past returned, a trace of panic rose in the young and strong heart, he silently lowered his head, not daring to speak again.

A Tugun's words resounded in his ears, and he sternly shouted.

"Today is the last time! We will leave tomorrow. I don't care whoever is willing to stay, and whoever is willing to leave, I, A Tugun, will definitely not be left behind!"

……

In the glorious spring of March, the western frontier area is still cold and windy, and the mountains are covered with snow.

In the Tuyuhun army camp that stretched for several miles, the soldiers had no intention of fighting, and instead discussed several pieces of news extremely intensely.

"Who is this Li Xian? Could it be that he is really a god? If not, why can he summon the god thunder at the city gate?"

"It's no wonder that he was able to escape under the search of the entire army. It turned out that he was guided by Changshengtian. There are such people in the Tang Dynasty. How can we fight this battle?"

"Hey~ I heard that this tiger rider has been raiding on the grassland and destroying many tribes. Some people say that they saw the refugees crying and entering the army tent, which attracted the leaders to rush to the Chinese army tent to discuss..."

"Ah? Is it true or false? Then let's fight a fart! If this fight continues, won't there not be many people left in the entire grassland tribe?"

The same words also appeared in the entire dignified Chinese military tent.

With a gloomy face, Fu Yun looked at the angry leaders who sat down, but couldn't speak hard words.

Looking at the three embarrassed figures kneeling in the tent, he gritted his teeth and beckoned the guards to bring a few stools for the three of them to sit down before he spoke.

"The three of you are from three tribes, come together, are you telling the truth?"

Fu Yun still can't believe the news that the wilderness tribe was slaughtered.

Obviously he has already sent three thousand tiger riders, is it possible that he still can't catch this mere hundred riders?
How can it be!

Glancing around, Fu Yun knew that the matter of Tiger Cavalry had been picked up by everyone, so he stopped hiding it and questioned.

"A mere hundred horses, the lonely king has already sent three thousand tiger horses to stop them, how can they let them roam the whole wasteland?"

"Tell me what you two mean by that?"

Among the three embarrassed figures, one licked his chapped lips, and spoke with difficulty.

"Tiger riding... General Tiger was buried in the sky and the grassland oasis... was found on the way we came..."

"The scimitar pierced through the belly...the horse also died together..."

boom.

Fu Yun only felt that there was a thunder in his mind, and his whole body was suffocated suddenly, and he stood up suddenly.

"How is that possible! Could it be that the elite tribe of 3000 people couldn't even be defeated by a hundred knights?"

"You...you...you lied!"

On the side of the tent, the frowning leaders were also shocked, and their expressions changed.

Someone smashed his fist on the seat and stood up abruptly.

"The tiger rider was slaughtered?"

"It's a fart in this battle! Li Xian is just about to capture the king city!"

At this moment, no one cared about the dignity between the khan and the leader, someone stood up and pointed at Fu Yun angrily.

"Earlier, you missed the frontier town. You should have informed the generals, but you buried it privately!"

"What about now? We are on the front line, and our wife and children have been slaughtered in the rear! How can we fight such a war? Farewell!"

Angrily brushing off the fur cloak on his body, he went straight out of the tent, and the sound of cursing came out.

"What bullshit tiger riding! Waste, all waste!"

Fu Yun was angry and angry in the tent, kicked the brazier in front of him, sparks splashed everywhere, his face was gloomy and terrible.

Glancing at the military division who shook his head slightly, he breathed heavily and waved his big hand.

"The class teacher returns to the court! The lonely king will peel off the skins of these hundred horses himself!"

At the end of March, the gathered leaders formed their own battalions, one after another organized the army in the entire camp, and the original royal city banner was replaced with the banner of their own tribe.

the same moment.

Standing at the top of the dilapidated city of Lingzhou City, which had been guarded for a long time, Li Jing looked at the Tuyuhun army that was packing the baggage into the carts, and his previously frowning face was finally relaxed.

After waiting for several days, he finally found an opportunity to fight back in the cracks.

Tang Dao radiated a cold light in the midday sun, and the camp gathered under the city was already in full armor, just waiting for the final military order.

The cold blade swung down from the air, and Li Jing's voice echoed in the city.

"kill!"

(End of this chapter)