Kernu just lay on a piece of hardwood, not even plastering the fur, it was cold and painful, and just moaned in a low voice.

In a fight with Xu Le, the Kernu Hundreds were completely affected by Xu Le's actions, but they were attacked from front and back, and they were beaten up. Kernu was anxious and blocked himself with a horse, and finally escaped his life.

But a war horse weighed hundreds of kilograms, and two other people trampled by. Even though Kernu's arms were strong and powerful, he had put some space for himself, he was still crushed to break his bones everywhere. He was frozen in the snow and ice. If he hadn't been kicked and moaned by the slave soldiers who came to clean up the battlefield, he might have frozen to death on the battlefield.

Kernu snatched it back, and was wailing out a cry of grief, pulling off his beard. He was not allowed to hold the order of congratulations, and rushed out, took his son and took care of him.

Kernu was ordered to control the hundreds of people and went out to fight Xu Le's troops. He was defeated with his superior forces. Even if he was unable to defeat the army and kill the generals with his superior forces, this was an absolute sin.

Kernu was thrown into a cold tent, and there was a Green Wolf Cavalry on duty outside. Except for water, no doctor came to take care of him.

Shibali did it himself, helping Kernu to correct his bones and help him wrap his injuries. Moreover, because of the injuries of his muscles and bones, he couldn't let Kernu sleep on the soft collapse, so he found a hardwood door panel for him to lie down.

Keernu is also a tough guy, with injuries and shame, and a lot of coldness. He was frightened by the fear of not knowing how far ahead. He finally couldn't hold on and moaned repeatedly, and could no longer pretend to be a hero.

As his son moaned, he hurriedly walked over to find out the warmth and coldness of his son's forehead to see if there was any wind and coldness. In this weather, if there was any injury and wind and coldness, his life would not be reliable.

Fortunately, his son's temperature was normal, so Shibali breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that his son had covered him with two layers of fur, all of which were asked by his family for his old face. Shibali thought about it, pulled off his leather robe and covered him with it on Kernu.

Kernu whispered, "Dad, you..."

Shibali smiled and said, "My father went to fight with Lao Khan back then, and he hid in the snow half-height. What is this weather like?"

Kernu was silent for a moment and whispered: "Dad, my defeat, Lao Khan......"

The smile on Shibali's face froze, and he was silent for a while and shook his head and said, "At that time, my father will go to pray to Lao Han, you can rest assured to recover from the wound."

Kernu looked up at the tent, and did not speak for a moment. Thubal looked at his son, not knowing what to say.

After a while of silence in the tent, Kernu's low voice sounded: "I lost the battle, I admit it! But how can I sweat less? I lost more than a hundred green wolf cavalry's lives! How much did I lose? Now Shao sweat is lying in the beacon tower, and how many doctors are surrounding me? Only my father is the only one!"

Shibali's face suddenly changed, and he pressed and held Kernu's mouth: "You're crazy!"

Kernu's teeth clenched and broke free from his father's hand. He asked again: "Baka followed Lao Khan for many years. After he died, Lao Khan asked if he had just taken care of Shao Khan! Dad, do you think you are better than Lao Khan?"

Shibali raised his hand, as if he was about to give his son a hard punch in the face. Kernu gritted his teeth and looked at Shibali. After a while, Shibali let go of his hand.

"It's good that you'll be so bad in your heart. Dad will always save your life!"

Shibali wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say it. He turned around and continued to look at the top of the tent without saying a word.

Shibali sat down aside and covered his face. The cold wind penetrated into the tent through the hole, making a whimper, and the father and son were both in their hearts.

At this moment, the sound of the horns was whimpering, and this time, seven or eight horns were blowing together, all with long sounds, resounding throughout the camp.

Thunder Bali jumped up: "Old Khan comes out!"

Keernu also subconsciously supported himself to sit up, causing the wound to hurt, and all his body was in severe pain and fell back.

This horn means that Zhibihe personally wears armor and goes out to battle. Whether it is the nobles of each tribe or the Qinglang Cavalry directly under him, they must immediately wear armor and hold swords and follow and fight!

Over the years, the sound of the trumpet of the Khan's personal armor has not been heard for a long time. This means that the Zhibi team bet on everything and wants to share the life and death with the enemy in front of him. There is no longer any retreat and avoiding the edge!

Shibali looked back at Kernu and found that his son was fine. He didn't bother to ask more questions and rushed out of the tent.

In the camp that covers a few miles, all the green wolf cavalry moved. The 100-man teams immediately gathered together. All the war horses and horse preparations must be prepared, and all the equipment and food for a few days must be launched. Not only the green wolf cavalry must wear armor and hold spears to wait for the order. The slave soldiers must also follow their 100-man teams to prepare for the formation.

It turned out that the low and gloomy aura in the camp never existed with the sound of the horn. The Green Wolf Cavalry subconsciously moved and prepared for a big battle, no matter who the enemy was!

It took too long for Zhibihe to go out with armor. Although the Khan flag has been in the central army's tent this time, the responsibility of leading the troops to fight was first given to Zhibisli and then to Kernu. The sound of the horn now means that Zhibihe is not just in charge, but to personally wear armor and lead the troops to fight!

The Zhibi tribe has come from a small tribe at the foot of the Jinshan Mountain to the present level. It is all pulled by Zhibihe. Needless to say, the older generation of centurions, even the younger generation of Green Wolf Cavalry warriors are filled with the great achievements of Lao Khan, as well as the miraculous achievements of those years!

When Zhibi Luoluo was captured in the clouds, the younger generation of the clan lost one after another, and the morale of the Qinglang Cavalry fell to the bottom. Lao Khan finally wanted to go out of the battle himself, leading everyone out of this snowy and snow, out of the low point that Zhibi's family's Qinglang Cavalry had never encountered, and out of this situation that made people feel desperate!

Among the beacon towers, Duoji took the lead, holding an empty saddle horse in one hand and holding the sweat flag of Zhengbihe in the other hand. He had to straighten his back, and his gray hair was just blowing in the cold wind. The team of green wolf cavalry guards followed Duoji, and everyone was fully armed and murderous.

The figure of Shibali rushed from the side until the empty horse, slapped the saddle and turned over. He pulled out the straight knife on the side of the saddle and was immediately with the old friend.

After the Khan Banner, Zhibihe appeared. He had changed his body to armor with war marks. The wound marks on it were still clearly visible even though it had been repaired. This armor represents the experience of Zhibi's rise from the blood and fire, and represents the mountain of corpses and blood that Zhibi's body could walk here!

How many green wolf riders' eyes were focused on the old khan who had made his own horse!

Zhibihe laughed loudly: "Go out! Come and talk to Liu Wuzhou!"
Chapter completed!