Thinking of this, Guiyou waved to the dog legs beside him, and asked them to disperse quickly and look for their mothers.

And the few dogs who were so angry that they were exposed showed a disdainful expression inside after walking out of the tent.

This Guiyu relies on his status to give birth to a good birth.

If you want to be honest, can those of them who have been following him all the time to know?

It is difficult to pull the bent bow with one stone in daily life. When practicing on the shooting range, if you can hit six of ten arrows, you can perform well.

Give you a golden bow?

Isn’t that a way to be taken by you to show off?

If you use such a magic weapon, it would be an insult to other warriors in Mongolia and a waste of resources.

Fortunately, their Wang Ling was quite sure about this and didn't waste the good things for him.

Thinking of this, the scattered dog legs spat in anger again.

If it weren't for their fathers, they would have been tribal leaders under the command of Concubine Abahai.

Who the hell is willing to commit allegiance to such a mediocre and unbearable commander?

The mediocre and mediocre thing that you have to pretend to be mediocre in your daily life can not arouse the grudge of this person.

A leader who even his subordinates are too capable will feel threatened. If it weren't forcing him, who would have truly admired him?

Guiyou, who is still complacent, has some regrets in his sleep. The female slaves at home do not follow him, otherwise in this lonely snowy night, I will no longer fall asleep alone at the cold night.

When he slept, when he opened his eyes again, his servants followed him and put the armor of the war on his master's body.

"waste!"

After hanging the scimitar on his body, Guiyu kicked the leader of the slave beside him vigorously: "I can't even do the little thing to wake up the master on time!"

"After I go back, I will ask my mother to sell you all to the hands of the slave dealer."

After saying that, he didn't even look at the servant leader who had been following him for nearly two years rolling at his feet, and led the elite guards outside the door to head straight to the command camp of his father.

There, outside the tent, all the generals were in order, and the most eye-catching one was the two sons of the chief general of the rich.

One is his eldest son Guiyu. Because he arrived late, the rich wife, the man who is the deepest man in the son of Mikami, showed some dissatisfaction on the face of the rich wife.

The other is Hai Gu Duzheng, who is not familiar to everyone. The reason why he was noticed was that he was on his back at the last leader of the Third Route Army was that he was carrying a bright bent bow that could blind people's eyes.

That's right, this is the golden bow that Tian Khan personally gave to Mrs. Omaha, and was given to his son as a reward by him.

The legend of Mongolia about this golden bow is too famous.

First of all, the pulling force of this bend bow is more than three stones.

Even the strong Mongolian warriors dared not pat their chests to ensure that they could fully pull the bow and make the arrows shot with the standard of the shot.

Secondly, it is because of the material that this bow forged it.

It is said that this bent bow string was made by craftsmen with the best skills of the Southern people, combined with local craftsmen in Mongolia, and softened the most cutting-edge production techniques and materials of the two countries together.

Its bowstring is made of the beef tendons of beef covered with the beef tendons of the beef in the plateau area as the main trunk, and with silk and cotton with stronger flexibility and ductility in the southern part, and twisted together.

Because cow tendons are different from raw cowhide, the arm strength required to pull the bow is stronger, but the same is true. As long as the arrow shot out by this bow will fly at least a hundred steps more than the weapons of ordinary Mongolian soldiers, and the power of the arrow branches will not decrease.

Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that anyone who can use this bow has added a magic weapon to himself.

What's more, there are many people in Mongolia who are full of strength.

So when Gu Zheng carried this bow on his back, he gained countless envious and jealous eyes from the army behind him, as well as more attention from the soldiers who did not understand him.

Then, it was because the clothes Gu Zheng was wearing were too obvious against the backdrop of this bow.

Because he felt it was troublesome, Gu Zheng, who had not taken off his clothes all night, almost fell asleep with a stiff pillow.

But his dirty armor covered with blood and soil was still seen in his eyes by the people around him.

Many people learned about the great victory they had encountered the day before this morning from the group of cavalry who arrived in the same camp.

The weapons and armor that belonged to the enemy brought out by those showing off made them envious.

Now Gu Zheng has no time to change the armor on his body, which is even more true.

When Mrs. Woman walked out of the tent, she looked at Gu Zheng several times.

The distress and appreciation for Gu Zheng that he showed in his eyes was almost real.

My son worked so hard, so tired that he even slept with his clothes without changing his armor.

But even a child who can endure hardship is better than a child who can only look at people with his nostrils and eyes.

Before everyone could notice it, the scale in their hearts began to tilt towards Gu Zheng.

Now that the staff were all here and everything was ready, the rich wife made an order to set off after a week of patrol.

The group of people, the first army of Mongolia's western expedition, officially launched their attack on Huaruzimu's Mautashi City.

Cavalry, like a tide of cavalry.

It is not the Central Asian cavalry formation that is closely connected, nor is it the Songchao cavalry team with neat formation and straightforward appearance.

These cavalry teams that seem to be galloping on the grassland in their backyard give people the feeling that there are only one, that is, there are many everywhere in the mountains.

Many are like the tides by the sea, carrying an irresistible trend and advancing towards the edge of the coast.

Next to Etashi City, Datam Town is a satellite town attached to Etashi, a bustling ancient city.

The people here live quite rich because of their geographical location.

In addition, the powerful garrison troops in the ancient city of Etastu also saved the people here from the harassment of sand bandits and small nomadic tribes, and their lives were quite smooth.

Of course, this was just a few days ago.

Since the scouts in the city discovered the approaching of the Mongolian army, Ettass City suddenly took martial law measures.

All those who entered the city were blocked. This ancient city closed the defensive gate from both sides of the city wall for the first time.

This sudden decision had the greatest impact on the residents living in the town outside the city.

When they wanted to go into the city to buy some essential items as before, the soldiers on the city wall told them that as early as yesterday's night, the city lord issued an order to lock down the city.

The reason why he did not inform Zhou's town was that the garrison troops in the city believed that Ettas City would face the largest tug-of-war battle in their history.

In order to allow the soldiers in the city to have enough supplies in this tight war, the safety of the people around them was temporarily abandoned.

Because the grain reserves in Etassai City are already tight enough to supply the food and drink expenses of the original population in the city.

If all the residents outside the city knew about the news that the Mongolians called, they would flock into the city.

Then this war may not have waited for the arrival of reinforcements, and the consumption within Etassai City itself would be enough to make them abandon the city and surrender.

Therefore, the current head coaches of Etassai City can only apologize to the people of these small towns around.

From their tall city walls, we can also observe whether these towns are robbed, which will provide early warnings for the soldiers in the city.

It can be regarded as making the final contribution to this motherland.

The residents of the towns around Ettasai City understand that they are unwilling to go under the city wall every day to see if there is a down gate, and to save them in the last moment

, the rest is to gather in the temple where Allah came to pray for himself.

Pray that the cavalry of the Chinese should not trample over from the direction of their hometown.

I also pray that the reinforcements of Huaruko Zimo's descended from the sky to save them, the abandoned people.

In the atmosphere of suppressing one day, they did not wait for anything, but instead saw that in the empty field not far away, like dogs and cats catching mice, the number of Mongolians who had not taken action against them for a long time gathered more and more.

In the end, it continued and covered the high ground around Ettass City.

All their towns, including the tallest main city in the center, surrounded them, waiting for the final moment of verdict.

And this moment, on this day, finally came.

The citizens of Huaruko Mo Country breathed a sigh of relief. The fear of falling from the guillotine is always more enjoyable than it hangs above your throat day and night.

As a member of the Hanamako Mo country, known for his hegemony and strength, these people have reached this point and do not intend to surrender.

They picked up weapons from their homes, steel forks, scimitars, and horses in the backyard.

He gathered all his strength to try to defend their home, which was not very high in walls.

But it is different from the situation they imagined to be in a fight.
Chapter completed!