"Damn it!" Looking at the horse thieves running further and further away, Luo Yong's face was filled with annoyance. These horse thieves are native grassland people. It can be said that they all grew up riding on horses. Their superb riding skills are simply amazing.

It was like something he was born with, and it was not comparable to what Luo Yong and the cavalry behind him had only trained for a few months.

In addition, the first few attacks caught them off guard and allowed this group of horse thieves to snatch away some horses with harnesses. Therefore, from the perspective of cavalry equipment, Luo Yong and the others basically had no advantage.

He has no advantage, and his riding skills are inferior to his opponent's. Only those who can catch him will be successful.

After running for who knows how many miles, Luo Yong clearly felt that the horse under his crotch was tired, and his speed began to slow down. If this momentum continued, would he let this group of horse thieves escape again? He couldn't accept it.

The other party's helpless feeling of frustration made him become more and more irritable recently.

Seeing that the opponent was about to flee completely, unexpectedly at this moment, an unexpected situation suddenly occurred. With the roaring sound of horse hooves, a cavalry unit suddenly came out from one side!

The leader was riding a pure white horse, and his speed was astonishingly fast. In just one breath, he rushed all the way to the opponent's path.

At this moment, Bai Ze's superb riding skills were clearly revealed. With a flick of the spear, he was seen picking up the spear and entering the battle. In the midst of the electric light and flint, the spear in his hand turned into a bit of cold light and stabbed towards the scar-faced man.

My own fatal blow!

There was no time to think about it. In the blink of an eye, there was only a scalp-numbing sound. The spear in Bai Ze's hand easily penetrated the left shoulder of the scar-faced man. With the momentum of the charge, he directly hit the opponent.

The whole person fell off the horse.

The body fell off the back of the galloping horse. The fall was not heavy. However, as a native prairie man, the scar-faced man obviously knew very well how to protect himself at such a time. The torn wounds kept flying.

Bleeding Flower, his fallen body kept rolling with the inertia, knocking him to pieces, but the constant pain on his shoulders quickly brought him back to reality.

Holding the bone spear tightly with one hand, the scarred man finally stabilized his figure. He had no time to care about the wound on his left shoulder. He let the blood soak his entire shoulder, and his deep-set eyes were seen.

Staring at the figure sitting on the horse.

Feeling the other party's gaze, Bai Ze flicked the spear in his hand, "When I heard from the leader that this place was attacked by horse thieves, I kept thinking about it. I didn't expect that it was really you, Batu..."

Hearing Bai Ze's voice, the facial muscles of the scarred man known as Batu twitched. At this time, he only felt that the healed wound on his face began to hurt again, and there was a hint of pain in his voice.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Baize!"

Looking at Batu, who was full of evil spirits, Bai Ze's expression remained as usual, and the tip of the spear in his hand was already pressed against the opponent's neck, making the opponent unable to move.

Then he glanced at the group of horse thieves who ran away without looking back. He couldn't help but say with a bit of sarcasm in his tone, "Your clansmen left really neatly."

After hearing this, Batu's face turned ugly for a while, and finally he simply turned his head to one side as if resigned to his fate...

At the same time, Luo Yong and others who were chasing behind also caught up. You know, Bai Ze and Luo Yong, these two guys had been at odds with each other before, and they fought with each other, and they became the brothers' best friend Liu Zheng.

The difference is that Luo Yong and Bai Ze are both still young and vigorous after all, and now they have a vague intention of competing with each other.

Seeing that Bai Ze had made great achievements as soon as he came up, Luo Yong was also depressed, "What a coincidence?"

"Well, it's better to come early than to come by chance." Bai Ze raised his eyebrows and suddenly remembered something Luo Ji said before, and he just happened to use it. I have to say that although that guy was annoying, he said it from time to time.

If so, it is unexpectedly very reasonable.

With nowhere to vent his pent-up anger, Luo Yong, who was in an unhappy mood, flashed a hint of murderous intent in his eyes as he glanced at Batu. Bai Ze, who caught this hint of murderous intent, immediately said, "This one must be kept alive."

"What's the explanation?" After all, it was business at hand. Although he was very angry now, Luo Yong finally forced himself to calm down.

"This guy's name is Batu. I fought with him several times when I led my tribe to survive on the grassland. He is the leader of a grassland tribe. Their tribe makes a living by robbing other tribes of cattle, sheep and horses..."

At this point, Bai Ze's voice paused, "To put it simply, he has a son. If you leave him alive, his son will probably bring someone to save him."

While talking, several of Bai Ze's cavalrymen had already tied up Na Batu Wuhua Da with bark ropes, and then simply stopped the bleeding from the wound on his shoulder, saving him from dying due to excessive blood loss on the way.

Then call a cavalryman, ride on horseback, grab one end of the bark rope, and drag Na Batu back.

The purpose of doing this is not to torture him, but to let him consume a little more energy, so that he will have no extra energy to think about escaping.

"Do we have to wait for the other party to come over? Can't we take the initiative to kill him?" At this time, Luo Yong obviously wanted to kill in a big way so as to vent his grievances.

When Bai Ze heard this, he shook his head, "You don't understand these people on the grassland. Many of their tribes do not have the concept of a camp. They are a wandering people who ride horses and go wherever there is prey.

Where to go..."

When he mentioned the word 'prey', Bai Ze glanced at Luo Yong subconsciously. Obviously, the 'prey' in his mouth did not refer to animals or wild beasts such as cattle, sheep, and horses, but to the wild horse tribe.

That group of horse thieves regarded the wild horse tribe as prey, so they came to plunder them every now and then.

Having also understood the meaning of the word "prey" in Bai Ze's mouth, Luo Yong couldn't help but feel even more unhappy. Then he swung the double-edged battle ax in his hand twice, and the terrifying force caused a roar during the swing.

The sound was so mind-numbing, "If this coward dares to fight me, I will cut him and his horse into eight pieces in minutes!"

Although they were at odds with each other, Bai Ze did not doubt Luo Yong's words. He could swing the double-edged battle ax like this with one hand. God knows how strong this guy is? Not to mention that he hadn't seen him for a while.

Even without a fight, Bai Ze clearly felt that the opponent had become stronger. It is estimated that few people could stop this axe, but for the cavalry that came and went like the wind, Luo Yong's

It's obviously too bulky.

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Chapter completed!