Chapter 19 third quarter

When Dahesa was so tired that he was about to fall asleep, he heard the sound of the drum, which was distant and clear.The sound of the drum traveled over the land, as if the spirit of a giant dragon was patrolling its territory. Dahesa got up in shock, and before he had time to get out of the tent to inquire about the news, a person came in with his head bumped.Amochi, who was panting heavily, rummaged around without saying hello. "Amochi, who is beating the drums? What happened again?" "It's Asule, Asule took hundreds of people out of the city." Amochi finally found what he was looking for in a box.The saber passed to him by his father before his death has never been tanned since Amochi took it over, and there are already faint spots of rust on the knife.

Dahesa froze for a moment and suddenly understood, "You...why didn't you stop him? What can hundreds of people do? He is the last heir of the Pasur family!" "Teacher, you are getting old." Amochi pressed down his hand forcefully, breathing out alcohol, "Leave these matters to us young people!" "What are you doing?" Dahesa stared blankly at him. Amochi slapped himself hard on the chest, "I'll get a knife when I come back, and follow the majesty to do heroic things." This shot was too heavy, and he coughed again and again. "What about heroes? You are going to die, don't you know?" Dahesa was furious, his face flushed.

"The wolf master will attack the city at dawn. Whether we send it up by ourselves or not, we will all die, right?" Amochi didn't care, "We still have one last chance, we have to intercept him! It doesn't matter if I die, you stay here Wait for our news here, I am younger than you, so I should go to such a death thing." Dahesa was overwhelmed by the taste of wine in his mouth, "You are drunk! You are drunk!" "Teacher, I'm not drunk," Amochi's voice was unusually clear, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "I'm sober and know what I'm doing...really!"

He turned his head and rushed into the cold wind outside, the purple liu long given to Dahesa by the old man in the stable outside neighed.Dahesa was stunned for a long time before he understood, and chased outside the tent, only to see a figure riding away in the darkness. He laughed helplessly, "But what's the use of you holding a knife? You don't know how to use a knife at all..." Amochi finally caught up with Asule's team. He gripped the handle of his knife and rode alongside Asule. Asule didn't speak to him, but beat the drums. city.On one side of the road, more than a hundred people were holding torches and wearing red gowns, waiting quietly.The leader had a broken arm and a leg, and he rode on the horse, with the broken leg fastened to the saddle by straps.

"Banzalie brought one hundred and forty-six men, all of whom were warriors who fought with your brother before." Banzalie also rode his horse and walked alongside Asule, "We heard the sound of Kui's drum and knew who was going to fight. The time has come." "Well," Asule nodded slightly, "Please form a front and arrow formation, and it will be classified as the second part." "Yes!" Banzalie led his men into the team.These are the last flying barracks elites. They carry the knives and bows of their dead brothers on their backs. Some of them carry six or seven knives and three or four bags of arrows.They untied the weapons and distributed them to other young men.

When passing by Muli's village, a pair of people in black blouses were waiting in the cold wind, and the leader was missing an arm. "Buhuaci brought twenty-seven people here," Buhuaci brought the wolf blade that Muli used to use on his waist, pulled the horse, and bowed to Asule, "I have another Hands, that's not a bow, holding a knife is always not a problem." "Belong to the third part." Asule said. "Yes." Bu Huaci got on the horse.The ghost bow warriors joined the brigade and blended in. "Za'erhua brought ninety-five people here." Bach's eldest son led a group of people to catch up shortly after Buhuathorn appeared. He and Balu Bazaar clapped hands in the air.

"Bach brought one hundred and fifty-five people here." Bach gave the eldest son a displeased look. "Don't think that the fathers are cowardly people and should wait for me." "Ba Bang brought ninety-three people here." Ba Bang looked at the backs of his two sons, feeling a little complacent. "Coleman came with forty-two men." "Mu Haiyang brought six hundred and thirty-four people here." "Sycuny comes with seventy-four men." "Su Bulang came with two hundred and thirty people." By the time they reached the north gate, thousands of cavalry brigades had already lined up.

"Eridun Dalai brought 3,756 people here," the young nobleman pressed his chest and bowed on his horse. "All the men of the Heluding family who can fight are here." Asule nodded, "Understood, wait for my dispatch." "You're here too?" Amochi glanced at Eridun Dalai, "I thought we were rivals." Asul relied on the warriors of Orchikin and Tokele to reach the golden tent. When Amochi arrived, the warriors of Harudin's family were launching a fierce attack on the golden tent guarded by the Balubaza brothers. "He is the Maharaja." Eridun Dalai looked at A Sule, "The Majesty beat the Kui drum, who would dare not come?"

"Majesty?" Amochi was taken aback for a moment. "Whoever beats the Kui drum now is the majesty, isn't that the case?" Eri Dun Dalai said, "We Qingyang people will not be slaughtered like cattle and sheep." At this time, they heard the sound of iron hooves shaking the ground behind them, and everyone looked back in horror.At this time, in the northern capital city, no one had such a large cavalry to mobilize. Listening to the formation of iron hooves as dense as rain, there were four to five thousand people coming here.The team quickly broke through the darkness. They were young men in ragged clothes, riding rogue horses of various colors. The oldest was no more than twenty years old, and there were iron rings on their nostrils representing slavery, but that Thousands of pairs of stern eyes make it impossible to underestimate them. They are indeed an army, ready to go into battle.

The leader was a thin young man. He ordered the whole army to stand still, dismounted and walked to Asule's horse, half-kneeling down, "Lamudu has 4,500 true-faced people, waiting for the majesty's dispatch." "True face people?" All the people in Qingyang were in an uproar. The True Face Department should have been removed from the grassland long ago.But they also understand where these people come from. The nobles can even find a few familiar faces from that group of people. Those are slaves in their family. Ten years ago, they got these boys from the defeated True Face Department .

"Who told you to come?" Asule asked. "Suma Kusar, the leader of our true face." "I guessed it." Asule said softly, he turned his head and looked back in the direction of the golden tent, he knew there was a white tent there.He can no longer go into that tent in his life, but there is a person he misses very much in that tent, maybe far away, listening to his drum, waiting for his death under a lamp information.There were little silver bells on her ears, which jingled as she breathed. "Suma, you have grown up too." He said in his heart. When he turned his head, he saw the young man who was following Lamu Dudu. He felt a little familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen him.He pressed his forehead and thought for a while, then suddenly pointed to the young man and said, "You are Uncle Bamoru's younger brother! You look very similar to him." The young man nodded. "I remember your brother can weave grasshoppers out of grass." Asule laughed silently. "Me too." The young man also smiled. Asule raised his head and took a deep breath, and in the end it was the same as Xu Dahan's estimation. After acquiring 4,500 people from the Zhenyan tribe, he won this 10,000-strong army. Yan Jia together the last strength.It was almost dawn, and the east was beginning to whiten. "Banzalie. Let your people divide Hongmi into strips of cloth and distribute them to everyone, and put them on the forehead so that we can distinguish ourselves." He dropped the Kui drum, grabbed the handle of Yingyue, "Get ready to open the city!"