At this moment, the night is right next, and the people are trapped and the horse is exhausted.

Mu Renhan ate more wine and made an agreement with Ma Heima that once Chagatai marched into Turpan, they would go north to attack Andingwei, and the two captured ones were divided equally.

Therefore, he also dreamed that his khanate was set up in Andingwei.

Zheng Meng laughed, and suddenly heard the sound of horse hooves outside the tent, and a cavalry rushed towards his door.

Who is it?

Mu Renhan jumped up quickly, and suddenly felt his feet weak.

He looked at the two small tribes attacking women on the couch, and was somewhat angry.

I am only seventy years old, why is it like this?

The voices of the entourages came from outside the tent. The commander of the Khan Guard stumbled into the tent and cried: "Khan, the Ming army is here!"

Know!

Is it Zhao Yunfu's person?

"I don't know, I saw them rushing around and heading to the Maheima Station." The commander cried, "There are some betrayal people in the Khan's tent, and they are setting fires everywhere."

Mu Renhan was shocked.

At this moment, the northeast corner was filled with anger, and the man with Ma Heima shouted: "The person with the surname Wei is here, and the person with the surname Wei is here."

It's him!

Mu Ren's sweat rose from his heart, and he raised his scimitar and shouted: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. There are not many soldiers in Ming Dynasty. You rush up and trap them to death. No, catch that boy, let's eat fine salt every day!"

As soon as he finished speaking, someone outside the door said in a low voice: "You are not afraid of choking you to death!"

Which one?

A sturdy man carried two blood-dropping scimitars, slashed from behind the commander, rushed over and said with a smile: "Mu Renhan, do you still recognize me?"

who?

The man sneered, "I didn't expect that I would come back again, right?"

He took off his felt hat and exposed a square face with a wide forehead. It was the famous Captain Heiha who was in the Hami fine salt caravan.

The black horse knocked off Mu Renhan's scimitar with one sword, glanced coldly at the two screaming women on the couch, and scolded: "What's the name? My master is very strict in military discipline, but there will be no soldiers who have turned into animals to fight you, put on their clothes and go to the ground."

Then he mocked: "Mu Renhan is really a man. He can even get a woman like this even when she is on the light."

Mu Ren's hands and feet were cold. He was no longer the Mu Ren warrior who dominated the plateau.

"You have to say anything." Mu Renhan shouted immediately, "Come here quickly, restrain my tribe from fighting against the Ming army!"

After the words came, Ma Heima's heart-wrenching scream came from the northeast corner.

He shouted loudly: "The person surnamed Wei, the revenge of killing his son is irreconcilable!"

Wei Yang scolded, "You know human nature too? Kill it."

It turned out that hundreds of people were working without stopping, rushing straight to the northeast corner by the chaos of sweat court, and led by the master Dangxiang to enter Ma Heima's camp. Xiaoma had just picked up the knife and came to see him. A feather arrow hit his forehead. When Ma Heima called for the remaining thousand-person team beside him to make a defensive posture, someone's scimitar passed by, and Xiaoma's body and head were different.

Ma Heima burst into tears: "I must be irreconcilable with you!"

He only thought that Wei Yang was bringing a regular cavalry, but he didn't know that the Five Elements Camp Water Flag carried poisonous water on his back, drove the Thousand-Man Guards of Ma Heima in the middle, and threw a small water bag out, and waited for the scimitar to kill him. The poisonous water sprayed all over his face. I don't know what it was, but the skin that touched people's skin was ulcerated.

This time, Ma Heima's thousand-man team was in chaos, and Wei Yang rushed into it, but this time he did not give Ma Heima a chance.

A sword pierced into his chest, and another sword beheaded, tied his head to Ma Luanling. Wei Yang fled in all directions and whispered: "What are the left and right targets?"

Gao Lan was wearing a leather jacket and looked up in the dark and said, "I have already let them go with the sorrow and refreshing breeze."

Kill it!

Five hundred cavalry plunged into the left and right battalions, and within a moment, dozens of people were killed. Wei Yang took the lead and headed straight for Mu Renhan's tent.

At this moment, all the soldiers in the Khan Court reacted.

Wei Yang rode his horse into the golden tent of the sweat court, and saw the Persian blanket on the ground like a lawn. Under the huge butter lamp, Mu Ren was squatting on the carpet in sweat. Two trembling women knelt on the bed, and there was a stunned milk tea on the table in front of him.

"It's done well." Wei Yang patted Heiha on the shoulder.

Heiha said respectfully: "We have lost seventeen brothers in this battle."

"You must bring the bodies of your brothers back to Hami and after being incorporated into the army, you must also pay pensions to their families. You must keep an eye on this matter." Wei Yang said.

At this moment, all the people realized that the Khan Court had been attacked.

It’s not that they are not brave, but that there has never been a Ming army attack on the shore of Qinghai Lake. They are used to relaxing their vigilance here.

What's more, the two most warlike tribal leaders have been killed in the tent, and without a powerful commander of the tribes, they don't know what to do for a moment.

In the fire, the sound of swords colliding, and the sound of thousands of men scolding thousands of men scolding centuries was in an uproar.

But the hundreds of people who followed Wei Yang into the Khan Court have now listed defensive formations near the Khan tent. In the chaos of each tribe, they only beat their own people.

Wei Yang got off the horse, tied the horse to the table of the sweat tent, took the brazier beside him, and chuckled, "Mu Renhan is so polite. He knew I was coming, and he even prepared the midnight snack - take out all the food, eat and drink, and prepare to fight again!"

suddenly!

There was a strong wind behind me and only the big acupoints were pointed.

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The long sword Wei Yang placed on the ground stabbed behind him before the other party.

The other party let out a light thrill, and the guard Yang felt a powerful palm wind hit his head, and another palm wind hit his lumbar spine.

"Yin and Yang true qi?" Wei Yang immediately stabbed seven or eight swords, jumped gently and rolled out to one side.

The man let out another scream, and a person suddenly appeared in the middle of the defender rolling down. The man made a mistake in his palms and laughed: "My surname is Wei, let's see where you are running?!"

The sound was extremely familiar.

Wei Yang's face flashed with purple light, and his feet moved to change positions. In an instant, he let the palm force that the opponent shot from one after another. He shook his body like a ghost and came to Mu Ren again. The sword light flashed in the light, and a figure screamed and quickly jumped back from Mu Ren's side. However, the artist quietly appeared behind Mu Ren's arms, but with a puff sound, a burst of blood sprayed Mu Ren's face.

This rise and fall of rabbits was really beyond the expectations of the people in the tent.

Wei Yang looked at the two people standing in front of him with a long sword against the tent, and said in a sequel: "Mr. Ding, we're meeting again."

The man's face was sallow in the fire, his palms were staggered one by one, but he was carrying a broad sword behind his back. It was Ding Mian, the Tota player of the Songshan School who had had several encounters with Wei Yang.

There was a man standing beside him. The man was over forty years old and very strong. He raised his palms, one thin, one thick, one snow-white and one red. He looked at Wei Yang's face in surprise and blurted out: "Are you secretly learning Yue Buqun's martial arts?"

Wei Yang thought for a moment and looked at Ding Mian and said, "This must be the four Taishang Guards of Songshan School, big yin and yang, right?"

Ding Mian said proudly: "No, this is my junior brother's filial piety and joyfulness."

Le Hou asked, "Do you dare to secretly learn the martial arts of my Wuyue Sword Sect?" Then, "You are alone and assassinating the Khan of the Tartars. Le admires him very much, but I can't spare you if you secretly learn the martial arts of Senior Brother Yue of the Wuyue Sword Sect."

What?

Didn’t they come to be a thug for Mu Renkhan?
Chapter completed!