Chapter 548: Conflict Between Zhu and Meng

Silence, the entire battlefield became extremely quiet, and Meng Kun completely stunned everyone.

"Meng Kun...you..."

Zhu Qiao seemed unable to accept the scene in front of him, and brushed his hand lightly over his face.

It was only after seeing the milky white brain that I realized the reality.

"Meng Kun! How dare you kill the warriors of my Zhurong clan!"

Meng Kun ignored Zhu Qiao's anger at all, and instead raised his mace high.

"The greatest barbarian in Nanzhong is our Meng family. Anyone who dares to insult us should be killed!"

Meng Kun's incomparable dominance not only hit the arrogance of Zhu Rong's warriors, but also aroused the tsunami-like pursuit of Meng's warriors.

"Ho! Ho! Ho!"

"The patriarch is domineering! He is indeed the king of Nanzhong!"

"The barbarian king! The barbarian king! The barbarian king!"

How pleasant this fanatical shout was to Meng Kun's ears, and how harsh it was to Zhu Qiao's ears, even his hands were trembling non-stop.

Yongzheng was overwhelmed by the scene in front of him. He didn't wake up until the barbarians of the Meng family shouted, and hurried to Zhuqiao.

"Brother Zhu, calm down!"

Yongzheng just said a word, and immediately shut his mouth, he saw the infinite killing intent in Zhuqiao's eyes.

"..."

Zhu Qiao held two sabers and glared at Meng Kun with a ferocious face.

"Meng Kun, you have to pay the price for killing the warrior of my Zhu Rong clan!"

Now that the crisis brought about by Liu Zhang has been lifted, this has allowed the barbarians to tear their faces unscrupulously.

Meng Kun thought so, and so did Zhu Qiao.

"The price? Hehe, I want to see what price you can make me pay!"

Meng Kun flicked the mace lightly, and the blood stains on it kept dripping, which irritated Zhu Qiao's nerves even more.

"That's full of the blood of Zhu Rong's warriors! Meng Kun! Suffer!"

Zhu Qiao also figured it out at this time, the barbarians only need to have one king! Maybe Meng Kun also had this kind of thought, so he openly provoked himself here!

"I'm afraid you won't succeed!"

Meng Kun learned from Yongzheng a few days ago about the fighting power of Liu Zhang's generals, and learned that the Zhao Yun he defeated was much stronger than the Tai Shici that Zhu Qiao defeated, which also showed that his fighting power was much higher than Zhu Qiao.

Now that he has this opportunity, if he can kill Zhu Qiao in one fell swoop, he can also take the opportunity to annex the Zhu Rong family in Yizhou, then the Meng family is no longer a luxury!

The two patriarchs fought violently, and the warriors they belonged to did not want to settle down any longer, especially when they saw the tempting treasures in each other's hands.

"Warriors of the Meng Clan, kill these Zhu Rong dogs!"

"Warriors of the Zhurong family, use the blood of these Mengshi dogs to pay homage to our warriors!"

In an instant, a melee of 30,000 people broke out on the battlefield. Regardless of the old friendship, both sides were slashing at the enemy's vital points with their weapons.

The entire battlefield was filled with shouts of killing and clashes of weapons. The barbarians on both sides were extremely brave, and they would not give up until they completely wiped out each other.

Yongzheng had already retreated to the outermost edge, he was completely stunned, the allies who were still united with each other just now turned into enemies of life and death to each other at this moment!

It's a good thing that Liu Zhang ran away, otherwise how could he survive?

"Hey, a barbarian is a barbarian, inadequacy and conspiracy!"

Yongzheng couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, trying to dominate Yizhou with these barbarians is simply a dream!

"Father, it's better to wait until they both lose, we..."

Yong Kai walked to Yongzheng's side, a sternness flashed in his eyes, and at the same time, he gently slid his hands on the neck.

"this…"

Yongzheng's mind was running fast. If he could keep all the 30,000 people here, he would have the opportunity to recruit the Meng family and the Zhu Rong family.

At that time, the barbarians will become his part, and it will be a powerful help!

"Kai'er, where are our soldiers, have they all arrived yet?"

"Father, don't worry, the soldiers are resting, waiting for the two idiots to finish fighting, and then they can rush forward!"

Yongzheng nodded slightly, and the corners of his mouth raised slightly. After being reminded by his son, he saw another unusual path.

Relying on the current situation, both sides regard each other as mortal enemies, and they have the idea of ​​swearing not to give up!

Yongzheng only needs to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, and when the two are exhausted, they will be eradicated in one fell swoop.

Everything was just right, and when Yongzheng's ten thousand soldiers regained their strength, the battle between the barbarians was about to be decided.

An hour of life-and-death struggle, the scene can only be described as tragic!

All kinds of broken limbs and broken arms can be seen everywhere, and the originally dry land is now bleeding like rivers. There are 30,000 barbarians on both sides, but now there are less than 10,000 left!

Among these ten thousand people, most of them were seriously injured, lying on the ground and howling continuously, while a small number of them were slightly injured, but still insisted on continuing to fight.

Meng Kun and Zhu Qiao had already given up and put their healthy soldiers behind them.

There is no winner in this battle.

"Zhu Qiao, I didn't expect your martial arts to reach this level!"

Meng Kun was secretly astonished. He thought he could handle Zhu Qiao at will, but he didn't expect that the other party was not as weak as Yongzheng said.

"Hmph! I didn't kill you this time, so you're lucky!"

Zhu Qiao's mouth was still relentless, but his spirit was extremely nervous. He didn't expect Meng Kun to be so difficult.

"Zhu Qiao, let's just forget about it this time. After we go back, we'll each have some warriors under our command, and then we'll have a showdown! How about it?"

It seemed that Meng Kun had given in, but in fact Zhu Qiao had already had this intention in his heart.

The total number of intact soldiers on both sides is only a few thousand, and they are even more exhausted now. If they refuse to let go, they will definitely decide whether to live or die today.

"Okay! After we go back, let's gather the warriors under our command, and the winner will be the king of the Nanman in the future!"

Whether it is Zhu Qiao or Meng Kun, they are not sure that they will definitely win each other. Instead of this, it is better to withdraw the troops for the time being, and gather strength after returning, and it will not be too late to decide the outcome!

The patriarchs of both sides have decided to give up, and the soldiers of each side have no intention of fighting. Today's casualties are too great. If such casualties occur in small tribes, they will be in danger of extermination.

Meng Kun and Zhu Qiao stopped fighting for the time being, and prepared to lead their warriors back to Dazhai, but accidents happened accordingly.

They were surrounded by watertight, and it was Yongzheng's Han infantry who surrounded them!

"Brother Yong, what does this mean?"

Until now, Meng Kun didn't dare to offend Yongzheng too much.

His own strength has been damaged, and he may rely more on the Yong family in the future. And surrounded by exhausted remnants of soldiers, absolutely unable to deal with the recuperating Han army.

Yongzheng looked at the brutally defeated barbarians on both sides, with a smug smile on his face.

"Two patriarchs, I didn't let you fight just now, but you didn't listen. Now that you choose to fight, why don't you decide the outcome?"

"Don't worry, both of you, the winning side, I, the Yong family, will fully support him as the barbarian king!"

(end of this chapter)