The shouts of killing were riding on the wind, and the sound of fighting was pounding, mixed with the sound of howling wind, panicked voices, and messy footsteps, echoing inside and outside the noisy high platform.
The flickering candle flame flickered in and out, like a will-o'-the-wisp in a cemetery, exuding a shocking smell.
There was a rare hint of panic in He Yi's always calm eyes.
He hurriedly hid behind the guards.
There were shouts of killing all around.
Soldiers who didn't know whether they were friends or foes were facing each other.
Splattered flesh and messy limbs formed a bloody field inside and outside the platform. picture.
The guards from the Central Plains were completely unable to resist the savage and proficient prairie people.
They protected the envoy and his party while fighting and retreating, but they did not know where to retreat.
There was chaos all around.
Not only the caravan guards stood with the prairie people.
In a group, even the prairie people and the prairie people also fought in a group.
Ziegler, the third son of the Prairie King, was the first to slash at the Prairie King with a knife.
It was obvious that he was the son of the Prairie King's concubine, but the Prairie King simply ignored him and allowed his brothers to do whatever they wanted to him.
Trampling on his brothers, he would not only lose the throne that should belong to him, but also his life.
Therefore, he decided to strike first.
Facing the approaching blade, the Prairie King's fleshy face was full of ferocity.
A pair of guards appeared out of nowhere and stood directly in front of the Prairie King, blocking the cold blade.
It was originally used by the King of the Grassland to slaughter the original caravan, but unexpectedly it was used to defend his son.
His beard and hair were spread out like an angry lion.
Seeing that the offensive was blocked, Ziegler was frightened.
He and his supporters decisively decided to continue the attack.
They had no way out.
Today, if they don't succeed, they will die.
Under the high platform, the small tribes gathered together sharpened their knives to the caravan.
They were eagles growing on the grassland and were blessed by the gods.
Why should they trade with the weak southerners?
The southerners are timid and cowardly, without any spirit of bravery.
Why should they occupy that rich and fertile land?
That piece of fertile land should belong to them, a group of eagles on the grassland.
It is simply ridiculous that the cowardly dynasty in the Central Plains still wants to trade with them.
They have strong people and strong troops, and they have already planned their move south.
This time, they will attack these caravans first.
The caravans with different motives quickly gathered together after a moment of panic.
At this critical moment of life and death, they didn't care about their own little calculations and wanted to save their lives first.
The prairie people's bodies are very strong, but the caravans that travel all year round are not fuel-efficient.
They fight together, and the smell of blood rises to the sky for a while.
But this is the territory of the prairie people after all, so the caravan first appeared defeated.
Just when they were about to find a gap to break through, a familiar sound of killing came from the other end of the small tribe on the grassland.
It was the guards of the grassland royal court.
The soldiers of the small tribe who were about to kill were stunned for a moment when they saw the weapons coming towards them.
The next moment, a head rose into the sky, and the blood splashed on the ground, making the killers who came after them have scarlet eyes.
Seeing this, the leaders of the small tribes finally reacted.
They took up their swords and no longer focused on slashing at the caravan, but instead fought with the guards of the Prairie Royal Court.
This is a conspiracy, a conspiracy to annex their tribe.
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The grassland royal court summoned them not to send troops south at all, but to unify the grassland.
At this moment, they didn't care to deal with those southerners who were like pigs and dogs.
They just wanted to kill the people of the royal court who wielded their swords with murderous intent.
They were the freest nation on the grassland, with the protection of the gods, and their totems were unique. , irreplaceable, they do not want to be annexed, and they cannot be annexed.
Even the royal court of the grassland cannot make the free grassland eagle surrender.
On the high platform, the Prairie King who was fighting with his son watched this scene with his eyelids twitching.
Why did this pair of people appear so early?
It was obvious that he had arranged for them to join the small tribes and caravans.
He only came out to harvest the results after he was both injured in the fight.
Why did this pair of ambush people suddenly appear and completely disrupt his plan.
He narrowly avoided the blade stabbing him from behind, and the fabric around his waist was cut open.
He gasped and looked over there, and found that the person who attacked him was his youngest son Batu.
Batu's eyes flickered for a moment.
His father is still in his prime.
It will take at least ten years for him to leave the throne.
Ten years is too long.
The children of the royal court either help the Prairie King to deal with Ziegler, or fish in troubled waters like Batu, hiding evil intentions.
Their father has stayed in this position for too long, and they have too many brothers and sisters.
If they can By taking this opportunity to deal with the enemies blocking the way, the throne of the Prairie King will belong to them.
In the middle of the competition stage, Princess Tana stood there alone.
The man who was restraining her slowly slipped from his body, and her violent and unruly eyes were full of unwillingness.
A sharp dagger stabbed into his vest, stabbing him in pain.
His hand holding Princess Tana's neck fell silently, and the next moment, it was cut off by Tana.
The dagger was soaked in blood, and the thin blade reflected the dazzling bloody light.
Tana smiled in the firelight, like a thorn flower that drank blood and bloomed.
She looked at the chaotic situation around her and frowned fiercely.
The current scene was completely beyond her expectation.
She originally wanted to kill her husband directly when she got married, and then massacre that brave tribe.
After that tribe completely fell into her hands, she would come back to compete for the power of the Prairie Royal Court.
But now, this sudden...
The rebellion completely disrupted her plans and forced her to reveal her trump cards in advance.
The guards who had sworn allegiance to her long ago returned from the ambush and supported her, giving her more strength to protect herself.
She is the most beloved daughter of the Prairie King.
This love is reflected in this pair of elite guards.
From the moment they swear allegiance to her, they will never betray her again.
This is why she dares to fight for the supreme power of the prairie. rely.
But now, Tana looked at the ignited fire with hatred, driving the warriors to guard her and move forward step by step, where He Yi was.
Even though she has seen through this man, she does not allow her belongings to leave her.
Since He Yi already has her, he must stay by her side for the rest of his life.
Looking at the man who avoided the sword and came towards him, He Yi could no longer maintain his calmness on the surface.
The caravan and the envoys had already gathered together to find a way out in this chaotic situation.
Seeing the woman approaching gradually, their strange eyes kept patrolling He Yi.
When the cold hand grasped He Yi's wrist, He Yi was stunned for a moment subconsciously.
Then he realized who the owner of the hand was.
His face instantly turned pale.
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He began to struggle desperately, but his strength was not enough.
Not as good as Tana, who was full of rage at the moment.
Just as the two sides were competing, a push suddenly came from behind He Yi, pushing him to Tana's camp.
He was detained instantly.
When he was taken away again, he looked back and found that he had always been there.
Hu Xingyun, who maintained a wretched face, did not take back his pushing hand yet.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and combined with his two mustaches, not only did he lose the comical meaning in the past, but he also showed a complete coldness
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