Yinhou of the Three Kingdoms

"Hey, brother, you said... can we go back?"

The Xiliang soldier said to the people beside him with a disappointed face.

"Ugh……"

A faint sigh, but the silence of the night is indescribable.

"Can I still go back? Probably only God knows!"

"Yeah, Cao Jun is really terrifying. We lost more than half, and we didn't even touch the top of the city!"

All the soldiers looked at each other, everything during the day was still vivid, especially the fire, which could not be extinguished at all, the faint blue flame was really scary.

……

The same scene also happened in the Qiang camp.

In the siege battle during the day, the Qiang coalition army rushed to the forefront. The overwhelming siege chisel, the densely packed boulders, and the blue will-o'-the-wisp, just thinking about it makes one's scalp tingle and eyes full of fear.

"Patriarch, our White Wolf tribe has lost 3000 people, and the morale of the boys is low. Look at this... what should we do! Then Ma Teng is obviously using us to pave the way!"

The elder of the White Wolf clan reported back to the White Wolf with a bitter face.

Their White Wolf tribe is the largest tribe in Xiqiang, with more than [-] string control men under their command, they run rampant in Xiqiang, and all the tribes look up to them, even the white horse and white sheep dare not act presumptuously.

But... in just one or two hours, more than 3000 soldiers were buried in a foreign land.

"Patriarch, listen to what Ma Teng means, will we attack the city tomorrow?"

When Bai Lang heard this, his brows were deeply furrowed. The price of the siege was too high, they couldn't afford to be hurt!

"Go, quietly call the chiefs of the white horse, white sheep, and black dog! Say it's a matter of life and death in Xiqiang!"

The white wolf showed his fierceness. He was not a kind person who could kill his father, who was the previous old patriarch, and dominate the grassland.

Of course he was afraid of the prestige of General Shenweitian, but that was because he was still alive, but if he was going to die, even if the gods came, he would have to fight hard.

In a short time, the elders of the white sheep, the white horse and the black dog tribe's patriarchs sneaked into the white wolf's camp. For fear of revealing the secrets, the white wolf did not stay in his central army tent, but chose a different tent. An eye-catching little tent.

"Elder, you are lucky." Bai Lang twitched his eyebrows at the elder, and passed a look to the elder. A sly light flashed in the elder's eyes, and he squatted in an inconspicuous place to watch out.

……

"Everyone, we are all descendants of Changshengtian. I, White Wolf, swear to the gods. What follows are words from the bottom of my heart. If I break my oath, my soul will not rest in peace."

White Wolf waited until the three of them were done, first cut the palm of their hand with a sharp dagger, and swore to the sky.

"... Chief Patriarch, you are..." Heigou asked suspiciously with a dark complexion.

The white sheep elder and the white horse patriarch both looked a little dignified. The white wolf swore a poisonous oath to Changshengtian as soon as he came up, which gave them a bad premonition.

"The White Wolf Tribe suffered heavy losses during the siege, and your family will feel bad about it!"

The white wolf first grasped the pain of everyone, stared at the three of them with piercing eyes, and finally said to the elder Baiyang, "Although the Baiyang clan did not participate in the battle today, there are only a thousand people left, and the loss is not insignificant." !"

The white wolf imitated the appearance of the Han people, and said with some seriousness.

"Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow, no one knows when the city ahead will be captured, and no one knows how many Xiqiang people will return to the beautiful prairie by then!"

The black dog resented the loss during the day.

"Grand patriarch, you speak! I listen to you! This Han is too cunning, and he is clearly ruining the lives of the Qiang people!"

White Wolf's eyes flickered, he nodded heavily, and turned to look at the other two.

"The Baiyang Tribe has suffered heavy losses, and they are losers. It is said that they have no status to make a deal with the chief patriarch. However, this matter involves the demise of the Qiang people. You have also seen the fear and strength of Cao Jun. They are not the sons of the Baiyang Tribe. Stand timidly, in fact, that is simply going to die!"

Elder Baiyang left turbid tears and said to the three of them sincerely.

"The Aries Tribe has fallen, but the Aries Tribe cannot perish! Let the Han people fight their own wars!"

"Okay! Elder Baiyang is frank, he is worthy of being a descendant of Changshengtian, I, White Wolf, swear to Tianmeng that I will not have any hostility towards you within three years!"

The white wolf is very sincere, and the Aries is very moved. They stare at each other with passion in their eyes.

"I don't know what your ministry thinks?" The white wolf asked the white horse politely.

"Huh... I didn't say it! Qiang people can't be innocent lambs! You can't say it the other way!"

Patriarch Baima took a deep breath, slapped his thigh heavily with a solemn face, and said resolutely.

"Okay! Then we, the four tribes of the Qiang people, will advance and retreat together under the witness of Changshengtian!"

White Wolf stretched out his thick palm and said solemnly.

"Snapped!"

Aries, Black Dog, and White Horse held hands tightly together.

"Advance and retreat together!"...

Chapter 9: A Restless Night

Under the bright moon, by the Weishui River and under the valley, groups of black-armored elite soldiers held spears and scimitars on their waists, patrolling the camp back and forth, looking around vigilantly.

A big flag was fluttering in the wind, and whenever the black armor elite passed the big flag, they unconsciously raised their heads and chests, saluting it with high fighting spirit.

Beifu Army!

The pitch-black battle flag, with three big bloody characters floating in the air with a hint of arrogance.

The soldiers of the Beifu army liked their general flag more and more. The big blood-red characters really suit their appetite. Only killing can conquer the enemy. After they captured Li County and wiped out five thousand Qiang cavalry, the news spread, Now that the enemy mentions their Beifu army, they all turn terrified.

The big tent of the Chinese army was brightly lit, through which a few figures could be vaguely seen swaying inside, the Beifu army consciously heightened their vigilance and strictly ordered anyone to appear around the big tent.

"Master Hou, Ma Teng's army is stationed here now, should we beat him up?"

Pei Yuanshao rolled his arms and rolled up his sleeves, his eyes were fierce, and he was eager to try.

"This... is a bit unfair, right? After all, he just lost a battle during the day!"

Ning Rong showed embarrassment on his face, turned and said to the generals.

Uh?

Pei Yuanshao, Lu Zhao, Liu Ruo, Yin Shu, Wu Da and Wu Er, all the people present rolled their eyes when they heard this.

"Master Hou, don't make trouble!"