Chapter 1329 Call Me Lord Lord

Of course Dajiang didn't know about the changes in Changsheng Grassland.

After all, ice and snow are blocking the way, and the Mobei grassland is also covered with ice and snow.

But no one could have imagined that in such a harsh grassland environment, there would be many people coming from west to east.

These people were all dressed in refined armor, the style of which was far different from that of Da Jiang.

But what is certain is that the armor they are wearing is indeed made of metal.

Judging from the workmanship, their armor is not as sophisticated as Dajian's, and there are exposed parts of the whole body.

But for such a person to appear in the ice and snow, and seem to be heading east with a very purpose, it can't help but arouse people's imagination.

Right now, this group of people are rushing on their way in the ice and snow.

The sun on the grassland has melted the surface snow, and the cold wind has made the ice and snow underfoot thick and hard.

Many snow particles are as hard as salt and roll around on the ice when the cold wind blows.

If the wind gets stronger, the snow particles will rise up and glow with various colors under the sunlight, which is very dazzling.

The man walking on the snowfield looked at the bright and dazzling sun in the east, stretched out his hand to block a burst of snow and sand, and cursed: "Hasulu!"

The people around him also cursed "Hasulu", and then shouted to the person at the front who was riding a bad horse to lead the way with difficulty: "Ba Bo'er, how long will it take!"

A thin bamboo pole-like man riding a gray-haired bad horse quickly urged the horse to come to the two of them. He nodded and bowed on the horse: "Back to the lord, it is full of snow here. I can't see the depth. I don't know where it is!"

"You can't lie to us!"

Another person suddenly said, "You know, if you dare to lie to us, I will throw you into the Qing Lake and feed it to the green dragon!"

The thin bamboo pole quickly shook his head and waved his hands, with a look of fear on his face: "Lord, I dare not lie to you.

If I dare to lie to you, I will be stabbed to death without you having to do anything! "

"how much longer!"

"I, I don't know, it's too..."

"Lord, lord!"

Someone was riding back further ahead.

The leader shouted: "Beast slave, go and have a look!"

"yes!"

Soon, the man came back and shouted to the leader: "Lord, there are two tribes in front of us who have just gone through a big battle, and now some people are fleeing towards us!"

"Oh?" The leader's voice was full of surprise, "Tell the people behind to follow. We didn't come in vain this time!"

"yes!"

"Children of Qinghu, there is a fat sheep in front of you, let's do it!"

"Oh oh oh!"

"Lord Great Sage!"

"Green Dragon's Blessing!"

"The fat sheep is ours!"

A group of people roared and rushed across the ice field.

The hooves of horses and animals crunched on the ice.

Looking down from the sky, I can see a long footprint on the snowfield, stretching to the west with no end in sight, turning eastward, and rushing towards the location of the Ministry of Immortality!

No one would have thought that after the Shaoli Tribe fled and the Sky Eagle Tribe was destroyed, the Changsheng Tribe, which dominated the Changsheng Grassland and prevented other tribes from occupying the fertile grassland, would suffer two sneak attacks in one day.

First, they were massacred by the "hungry wolves" of the Ulan Tu tribe, who plundered nearly 30,000 livestock in the tribe and killed more than 6,000 tribesmen and warriors.

Later, they ran into the iron cavalry coming from afar from the west.

The people of the Changsheng Department who thought they would survive the disaster no longer had any luck, and felt desperate.

The chief Tie Kuolei was even more determined to die after being stabbed in the chaos.

After all, he is also a war chief, but his tribe was attacked twice in one day!

Just as he rushed towards the enemy with his horse and sword raised, his whole heart sank.

Qinghu Department.

The westernmost tribe among the five tribes and eight tribes, it has always been an aloof tribe that only respects the orders of the lord Nielong and never participates in the conflicts of other tribes.

They appeared again!

The Qinghu Tribe, in terms of origin, is related to the Sky Eagle Tribe.

When the five tribes and eight tribes still respected Nielong as their lord, there were very few conflicts between the tribes, and there were even trades between neighboring tribes.

For example, the Immortality Department traded gold items with the Tianjiu and Tianxing Departments.

Trade salt with the Qinghu Department.

They even traded some horses with the Ulan Tu tribe...

It was also at that time that the leaders and chiefs of each tribe met each other when they were still young.

I also learned a lot about secret things.

For example, Nielong Aniang’s elder brother is the war leader of the Qinghu tribe.

But the great chief of the Qinghu tribe wants to call the war leader his clan uncle.

It is said that Nielong, the lord of the Sky Eagle Tribe, once rescued the young Halba from the mouth of the Green Linlong when he was inspecting the Qinghu Tribe in the west.

After Halba learned that the Sky Eagle Tribe was destroyed, he sent people to the Changsheng Tribe to look for Yao Long, the son of Ni Long.

And asked the Changsheng Department to work with him to deal with the Shaoli Department in the name of "rescuing the lord's son".

Halba's statement was that he called on other tribes in the name of the Qinghu tribe and the Changsheng tribe to jointly attack the Shaoli tribe and restore the glory of the Six Directions and Nine Tribes.

However, Tie Kuolei refused.

It's not worth it for the son of a dead man.

It’s not even worth it for a Skyhawk tribe that is doomed to decline and perish!

So the angry Halba changed the chieftain to a lord and claimed to have inherited the old lord.

Nielong's last wish was to unify the six directions and nine tribes again.

It's just that all the tribal chiefs around the Changsheng Prairie took this as a joke, and no one cared about him at all.

After all, the three large tribes of Shaoli, Changsheng and Wulantu were connected in a line from south to north, so it was not something that the Qinghu tribe could easily capture.

Not to mention the other tribes in the back, although they were dirty, they still had some strength.

Therefore, Halba seems to know that it is difficult to achieve anything, and has been serving as his "lord" in a corner of the West for the past few years.

The two parties only have salt transactions every few months or even half a year.

After several years of constant changes, Tie Kuolei almost forgot that there was such a Qinghu tribe among the eight tribes in the five directions!

But he didn't expect that when the Changsheng Department was at its weakest, the Qinghu Department fell from the sky and dealt the final blow to the desperate situation!

"Tiekuolei!"

The Western "guests" who came from afar recognized this "old friend" from the past.

He took off his leather helmet himself, revealing a head of fluffy tawny hair like a furry bear, and grinned at Tie Kuolei: "Hasulu!"

Tie Kuolei's eyes widened with anger and he replied "Hasulu".

Halba, with yellow hair and golden eyes, sneered and waved his hand. Someone immediately stepped forward and tied up Tie Kuolei tightly.

The warrior who took action turned back and said, "Lord, he is injured!"

Halba waved his hand: "Then make the wound bigger, he is the chief of the Department of Immortality!"

"yes!"

"a ha ha ha!"

"Tie Kuolei, you are my prisoner now!"

Halba condescendingly said, "Tell me, respect me as your lord, and I won't kill you!"

Tie Kuolei sneered.

"Um?"

Halba raised his eyebrows.

The soldier next to him immediately stepped forward and stepped on Tie Kuolei's wound.

He immediately let out a shrill scream: "Ah!"

Halba didn't take it seriously, just grinned and said: "Call me Lord Lord!"