The boundary between heaven and earth is blurred, and the snowstorm hits the battlefield, completely covering the Hongyan East Mountains, and there are white patches everywhere.
Hassan had already left, but the snow was too heavy tonight, he was worried that he would lose his way in the snow field, and could only return to the abandoned inn. The scorpions that Ha Sen led this time all had faces that looked like Da Zhou people. They had removed the armor used for disguise and were sitting around drinking tea.
"Zhou..." One of them wiped his waist badge and tried to distinguish in the firelight, "This person's surname is Zhou."
"My surname is Fu," the other one also raised his waist card, "is a man from Dajing."
"Wolves come from the great realm," the beard with the scars looked around at these playful juniors, and finally looked at Hasson, who had been silent, "Tonight you killed the wolf king, Hasson, and you will be the king of the northern battlefield in the future. ."
The northern battlefield has always belonged to the wolf king. Xiao Fangxu occupied the top of Hongyan Mountain with his strength. In the past 20 years, he has made the twelve Biansha tribes afraid. Everyone here is familiar with his legend. Tonight, they came home with a complete victory. They were not mortals, but the gods from the north.
Hassan was eating tea and smiled shyly at Ulihan when he heard the words.
Hasson always seems to be such an introvert, but no one will dare to despise him after tonight. Ulihan can already predict how fast Biansha will sweep Libei in the next few years. They know the current Libei too well. Xiao Jiming is seriously injured and will not heal. Xiao Chiye's wings are not full.
Ulihan said, "But you don't look very happy."
"Unexpectedly," Hasson held the bowl in both hands, thinking of his trophy, "I grew up listening to his legend, and he was invincible in my father's mouth."
"Russian, Soviet Union and Japan will be proud of you," Ulihan thought for a moment, "The Libei Iron Cavalry was also beheaded by you tonight."
Hassan drank his tea and didn't answer.
But Ulihan was right, the Libei Iron Cavalry was also beheaded by Hassan tonight. For a long time, this iron wall standing in the north seemed so indestructible, but when Hassan really stood here, he found that the Libei Iron Cavalry had a fatal weakness.
This army is overly concentrated, and their beliefs, though born in the land, are extremely dependent on the commander-in-chief. The time they were established was so short that every soldier set their sights on Xiao Fangxu, as if as long as Xiao Fangxu was there, the Libei Iron Cavalry would be invincible.
Amur understands this truth, and Ha Sun understands this truth too. Tian Chennian was a turning point when the Libei Iron Cavalry no longer took the initiative. Xiao Jiming's retreat symbolized the beginning of the collapse, and Xiao Fangxu's comeback made Hasson be sure that the key point of the Libei Iron Cavalry was here. Hasson was transferred to the northern battlefield to get acquainted with Xiao Fangxu. He has followed Amur in the South and the North since he was eight years old. The name he heard most in the tent was Xiao Fangxu. When Xiao Fangxu knew nothing about him, he already knew all of Xiao Fangxu's habits of leading troops.
Hasson didn't want to win just one battle, he wanted to collapse across the board from the North. As for who would be heartbroken, that's not something he should consider, just like Li Bei never cared about Bian Sha's pain. Hasson wanted to crush the opponent with all his strength, penetrate the opponent's heart, and make the opponent slump from now on. The time for Biansha to come back is now. They competed and fought, grinding their fangs in the accumulated blood feud. Excessive pity was suicide for both parties.
When the fire was about to go out, the scorpions scattered, looking for a corner to rest. Ulihan kept vigil, Hassan slept against the old cabinet.
The cold wind outside roared against the eaves, and the iron horse hanging at the door of the inn was blown violently. The world is only black and white, the night and the snow are torn apart, and the broken snowflakes accumulate into snow mounds, and the footprints are soon buried.
The scorpion who was standing outside the inn urinating had not had time to unfasten his trouser belt, and his throat was stuck, followed by an inaudible "click", and the scorpion's body was slowly placed on the ground.
Ulihan could hear well, he almost immediately raised his hand to touch the hammer, stared fiercely at the door, and said in a low voice, "The wolf is here."
The scorpion closest to the door moved silently, lying in the gap between the door panels, ready to spy. But at the moment when he fell down, the long knife suddenly inserted from the gap and pierced through his head.
No one was talking in the room, and Hasson watched calmly, seeing the long knife drawn back, the door panel turned red, and the smell of blood permeating. Immediately after the door was pushed open, the fire was extinguished by the wind, and the room fell into darkness. The figure resembling Xiao Fangxu stood there, causing Ulihan to almost break out in a cold sweat.
During that long dead silence, the scorpions in the house burst into flames. They lost nearly half of them when they were besieging Xiao Fangxu, and the remaining scorpions were exhausted, and the fear of being pierced by the wolf king struck again. Scorpion prayed that the cub didn't have the arm strength of his father, but when they made contact, Scorpion was pinned to the floor.
The light at the door was also blocked, and thick blood splashed on his face. Wulihan didn't wipe it, he smashed the hammer at Xiao Chiye's face in the dark - just like he smashed at Xiao Fangxu.
But Xiao Chiye got stuck on Ulihan's forearm, and the knife he just pulled out from the corpse didn't turn the edge of the knife in this tight encirclement, and hit Ulihan's face with the ghost head on the handle of the knife. Wulihan staggered and wanted to step back, but Xiao Chiye didn't let go. His knife was caught by the scorpion behind him, so he immediately gave up the wolf's sword and smashed Wulihan with his empty fists.
Ulihan's sturdy body hit the fire, his face was covered in blood, and he felt that the bridge of his nose was broken. He shook his head, the taste of the gravity crashing made him temporarily deaf in both ears, and he could not even see the front for a while. He spat out his smashed tooth and mumbled, "Kill him!"
Hassan felt stared, a sight that could not be ignored from the moment the door opened. Hasson knew what Xiao Chiye was here for, but he would not return it to Xiao Chiye, because that was the medal he had won.
Hasson held the thorn, but Xiao Chiye didn't give Hasson a chance. He held the scorpion in front of the thorn, and leaned against the thick body to slam Hasson against the cabinet. Xiao Chiye smashed the air with a punch, the cabinet door burst open immediately, and the cabinet behind Hasson collapsed suddenly, which allowed Hasson to breathe temporarily. His thorns attacked quickly, but this time Xiao Chiye didn't dodge, he grabbed the thorns and pulled them towards himself.
Hassen had learned Xiao Chiye's power in Tuda Longqi. He couldn't regain the thorn, and the cat waist avoided Xiao Chiye's attack the moment he let go.
Xiao Chiye didn't throw away the thorns, but he was pinned down by Ulihan who was pounced on him. The hill-like body slammed Xiao Chiye against the wall, and Wulihan responded with a heavy punch. The fist smashed like a brick, causing Xiao Chiye to bleed between his teeth. While being beaten, he grabbed Ulihan's collar, tilted his head to avoid the blow, and then slammed his head on the bridge of Ulihan's injured nose. .
Ulihan hurriedly covered his mouth and nose, Xiao Chiye turned his fingers around the thorn, he held the protruding sharp point, stuck the thorn between his fingers, and then hit Ulihan with a punch, unable to dodge. s face.
Ulihan screamed in rage, his entire right eye was stabbed by a rib thorn, and his body trembled with pain, and when he bent down, the blood flowed nonstop, and he scolded Biansha chaotically.
Xiao Chiye didn't let Wulihan go, he grabbed Wulihan's hair, took a few steps, and slammed Wulihan's head against the wall. The chilling sound of the crash was repeated several times, and the wall was covered in blood. The scorpion behind Xiao Chiye had already rushed up and hung on Xiao Chiye's back, ready to overturn him. But Xiao Chiye didn't move, he touched the scimitar on Scorpion's waist with his backhand, and then let go of Wulihan's hand.
Ulihan cried out in pain, and stumbled back just like that. He only took two steps, and a cold touch came from his neck, and even before the next moment, the blood spurted out like a spring, and his head rolled out.
Xiao Chiye raised his hand to wipe away the stench, and revealed his bright eyes in the dark. His eyes were full of madness and hatred, which made him look like a hungry wolf, and all his sanity was covered by the heavy snow. He stared at Hasson and said word by word, "Give me back my father."
Hasson wiped his red hair behind his eyes, looked at Xiao Chiye and said indifferently, "Then when will your father return my brother to me?"
Xiao Chiye was already approaching, and he didn't want to listen to Hasson at all. The two smashed a window during the fight and tumbled into the blizzard.
Ha Sen fought back with all his strength. He laid Xiao Chiye down in the snow, then stood up nimbly, backed away panting, and said in a cold voice, "Your father's iron hoof smashed his head, and in the blizzard, let him He was dead in the wilderness."
Xiao Chiye stood up and spat the blood from his mouth.
Hasson flipped a new thorn between his fingers, and the fingertips slid along the cold light, and said blankly, "I'm just tit for tat."
The two collided again, the wind howled, the snow stabbed the eyes, the breathing was so violent, the sky and the earth were howling. Xiao Chiye locked Hasson's throat, so he took Hasson up and made Hasson's back hit the broken wall of the inn. The snow debris on the wall was shaken off. Ha Sen hugged Xiao Chiye's right arm and twisted it with all his strength, almost breaking it.
Xiao Chiye's right hand was numb, the old injury made him lose his hand, and Ha Sen escaped again. In the next instant, Xiao Chiye was hugged by the only remaining scorpion, and he fell into the snow. Hasson seized the opportunity tightly, and thrust the thorn into the back of Xiao Chiye's neck from behind. Xiao Chiye's elbow rested on the ground, suddenly avoiding the key point, and took the stab with his left back shoulder.
Hasson wanted to pull out the thorn, but Xiao Chiye covered the back of Hasson's head with his backhand, shoved Hasson's head to the ground with an extremely terrifying force, and pressed him into the snow. His shoulders were quickly soaked with blood, and the thorns that had not been pulled out rose and fell with his breath.
Hasson pressed his palms against the snow, and a hoarse voice came from his throat, but he couldn't raise his head, and he couldn't shake Xiao Chiye's palms at all.
Xiao Chiye tugged Hasson's red hair tightly, his eyes were red, and he growled hoarsely: "Give, he, return, give, me!"