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At the foot of Baitan Mountain, the moist water flows, the high hills and the green grass connects the sky. On a fairly open plain, two cavalrymen face each other far away, and the wolf flags spread in the wind.

The two armies were originally preparing to open the frame, but what was surprising was that there were dozens of third-party cavalry between the two armies. At this moment, the person in charge of the cavalry was hoarse at the top of his lungs, lobbying the leaders of the two armies to persuade them to stop the army.

"...The Chinese people and the Wuhuan tribe are originally neighbors. If there are gaps in the neighbors, they are ordinary. Why not sit bribes and discuss their shortcomings and strengths? Under the sword and war, they will only cause hatred because of gaps. The upper part is not tolerate the sky, the lower part is not to the earth, and the middle part is not to be able to be with people. Why not to be so here? King Khan Lu has always been elegant, and the Zuo Xu Hou is broad-minded, and the Han Ge tribe is not a arrogant person. Why not stop the army for the time being and Rong Rou asks Qu Zhi to get a solution..."

Yan Rou is really eloquent, has good courage, and looks familiar with people. No wonder she can handle the violent and fierce Hu tribe easily. Ma Han sighed secretly, but also became a little more vigilant.

Why did Yan Rou do this? What benefits can he get from it? It’s not that simple to show his kindness to the Hango tribe, right? In fact, the current scene is very similar to the conflict between the gangsters in later generations. Yan Rou plays the role of a gangster who is well-known. These gang bosses who act as peacemakers all have their own small plans. Ma Han knows very well about this, otherwise who would be full and be able to stand up with his own risk of being able to do anything?

Although he was wary of Yan Rou, Ma Han was still happy that this lord would emerge at this time. After all, this war was not what he wanted - at least he didn't want it now.

When Yan Rou shouted so hard that his throat was almost smoking, there was finally movement from the Wuwan people. A rare cavalry in armor was riding out under the big flag and shouted to Yan Rou: "Mr. Zuo Xu asked Mr. Yan to go over and talk."

Yan Rou made a lawsuit against Ma Han and followed the armored cavalry into the Wuwan people's cavalry formation.

About a moment later, Yan Rou appeared again and rode his horse towards the Hango cavalry formation. When he was still a hundred steps away from the formation, he was stopped by the Hango cavalry who served as the guard.

Yan Rou clasped her fists to Ma Han from afar on the horse's back and sang: "Marquis Zuo Xu asked the commander of the Ma tribe to go and give a sigh."

Ma Han returned the favor with a smile: "Where are you going?"

"How about the two armies in front of the formation?" Yan Rou raised two fingers, "Only two guards are allowed to bring them."

Ma Han narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Marquis Zuo Xu is so sincere and Mr. Yan is doing his best, so why should he bear to refuse it?"

Ma Han really admired Puflu. He heard that he killed three Xianbei warriors and had the courage to meet in front of the formation. However, when he brought Wu Zhui and a subordinate to the middle line of the two armies, he realized where Puflu's courage came from.

First of all, this so-called Prince Wuhuan (Wuyan's Khanlu King was self-proclaimed and not recognized by the Hanting) is big and thick, not tall, but not small, and at first glance he is a guy who is very brave and never easily convinced. Therefore, he probably wouldn't believe in Ma Han's amazing record. Moreover, looking at his big hairy face, he might even want to weigh Ma Han.

Secondly, the prince of Karasuma, who was extremely confident in his own force, stood two large Karasuma people behind him. Their hair was shining in the sun, their hair was shrouded in the shoulders, and the tangled beards on their faces almost covered their entire face, revealing only a pair of wild beast-like eyes, making people wonder whether they had just run out of the primitive people who ran out of the deep mountains and forests.

Then, Yan Rou, the middleman, was supervising with four strong guards wearing armor and bows.

If you haven't met such a defense yet, Pfro wouldn't have to hang out on the grassland.

However, Ma Han didn't care about all this. He didn't plan to capture the thief and capture the king. Because capturing the little king would only attract the king, and the matter would get bigger and bigger. Unless it was King Khan Lu himself, it would have the value of capturing alive. It would be better to be able to solve it peacefully with a relatively reasonable condition. Just as Yan Rou said, it would be better not to use weapons to solve it.

Of course, if we really cannot reach an agreement, we will inevitably encounter each other in the end. Then the simplest way to end the battle is to capture the thief and the king.

The two sides were thirty steps apart, spreading their arms to indicate that they did not bring weapons.

Pfro raised his nostrils, and his thick and black nose hair and curly beards were tangled into strands. He could not tell that he was a young man in his thirties, and he felt that he was at least ten years old.

"My request is very simple. I will return all the people, slaves, cattle, horses and property in my tent; compensate thirty households and hundreds of cattle and sheep. The chief of the Hange tribe must go to the tent of King Khanlu to apologize and declare his submission. If not allowed, this marquis will rush to destroy Hange, capture and kill his chief, and capture all his people!"

The Mahan has a very talented language, but in just two months, he can basically talk in the Xiongnu language. Therefore, what Puflu said does not require translation, and every sentence is in mind. Such conditions are simply a world and a world compared with the conditions offered by the Xianbei people.

"Did this guy not wake up?" Ma Han looked around and looked surprised. "The battle has not started yet, as if we were defeated, we actually put forward such conditions."

"This bastard deserves a beating!" Wu Zhui was furious and bowed to Ma Han and said, "Mr. Master, there is nothing to talk about, fight."

That's right, Pfro really deserves a beating, to be precise, the Uruwara people deserve a beating.

Why did the Xianbei people offer such generous conditions? Why did the Wuwan people be so aggressive? The reason is very simple. The Xianbei people were slapped in the face, knowing that he was not easy to mess with, and that he was not as hard as he could be soft. The Wuwan people knew nothing about his Mahan and Hango tribe, and even seriously doubted his record. Since that is the case, what else can I say, just like a gang grabbing territory, fight first.

Ma Han bent and stretched his five fingers with his right hand, making a faint metal friction sound. He turned his head and said to Yan Ju, who said more than ten steps away from the right, saying "What did Mr. Yan say?"

Yan Rou was also very embarrassed. He didn't expect that the Wuhuan people would offer such harsh conditions. Compared with the Xianbei people, no one could accept it. After a little thought, he said in a deep voice: "Although the Xianbei people have excellent conditions, they are hundreds of miles away. The Wuhuan people have strict conditions, just because the troops are in front of the camp... The Ma tribe commander is a smart person, so he should know how to choose."

Ma Han looked back and glanced at the two hundred Hange cavalry behind him, and said calmly: "If it is Mr. Yan, what should he choose?"

Yan Rou smiled and suddenly said a very abrupt sentence: "If Yan was to unite with others, and to the same clan, he should take care of each other."

Ma Han suddenly opened his eyes and stared at Yan Rou: "Someone is willing to join forces?"

Yan Rou nodded deeply.

Ma Han said simply: "Condition?"

Yan Rou raised her head and smiled: "Let's do this, let Yan talk to Zuo Xuhou first."

When Yan Rou drove his horse to mediate, Ma Han whispered to Wuzhu: "Go back to our own team immediately to prepare everyone, listen to my orders, and fight according to the established tactics."

Wu Zhui took the order to ride the horse back to the formation. The Wuwan people over there seemed to have noticed Ma Han's abnormal movement and pointed at him and said something. After a while, the sound tube Yan Rou urged the horse to come and said the result of his efforts to mediate: "The Wuwan people gave two choices. One is to not use the Mama Commander to apologize, but they must use the white horse offering of the Mama Commander to fight against King Khan Lu. The other conditions are as before, and there is no discount. The second is that the Mama Commander wrestled with the Heifu brothers of the Khan Lu King's tent guards at the same time. If they can win, they can be exempted from compensation."

Upon hearing this, Ma Han looked at Pfro directly, and saw a look of "I'm sure you'll be able to eat" and the ugly faces of two giant men behind him grinning and provocative.

Yan Rou whispered: "Master Ma's best choice is the first one. The Wuhuan people hope you choose the second one... don't do what the enemy wants you to do."

"Thank you, Mr. Yan, for reminding me, An Zhi is not what I hope to do?" Ma Han smiled brilliantly, with a particularly clear smile, "I will choose the second one."

Yan Rou was very anxious: "Master Ma's army did not know that these Heifeng brothers were a savage alien species in the bitter and cold land of the North Sea. They were the most famous warrior under the tent of King Khan Lu. They could pull the ox and retreat dozens of steps..."

Ma Han narrowed his eyes: "So that's the case, I believe they will be happy to fight with others. Please watch the wall and then talk." After that, he jumped off his horse and walked towards Pfro, whispering loudly as he walked, "I'll choose the second one, Pfro, let your two dogs come out."

How could Ma Han not know that Puflu seemed to give him a choice on the surface, but in fact he was even more ruthless. He planned to let these two bears directly capture and kill him - in this world, he was not the only one who thought of the trick of capturing the thief and capturing the king...

Ma Han also took the trick and first passed the two warriors of Pfrolu. If you have the chance, you will win it together!

Ma Han ran faster and faster, and came straight for Pfro. A cruel smile flashed through Pfro's eyes and waved his hands. The black brothers' footsteps were bulging, shaking the dust, and the giant palm basket the size of a palm fan rushed over like two bears.

Seeing that three crazy figures were about to hit each other fiercely, Ma Hanjie's body suddenly flashed to the right, jumped up in the air, his right palm was like a halberd, and the neck of one of the black-haired brothers. He could break the nails of the steel bars, cut the rough skin like to cut tofu, cut the carotid artery, and the strong arterial pressure pumped the blood out, shot several feet, and turned into a blood mist on the top of his head, scattering all over the mist.

One blow will kill! Ma Han ignored the roar from behind, his body rose and fell without stopping, and rushed straight to Pfro ten steps away - this is the target.

Puflu was shocked and killed the number one warrior in the clan in one encounter. This... He was usually arrogant and brave, but was taken away by the fierce momentum of Mahan. In horror, he slapped his horse and turned around and ran away. But as soon as he ran a few steps, the horse under his crotch suddenly stood up and neighed. Puflu turned his head in horror and found that it was Mahan who grabbed the ponytail.

"Get down!" Ma Han roared violently, and he stretched out his left hand, pulled Pulflu's belt, pulled off his horse and slapped it on the ground, and was trying to catch him. Suddenly, his whole body tightened, as if he was being swept by two iron strips, unable to move. A roar like a wounded beast came from his ear: "Kill my brother, I will eat you alive!"

A fishy smell rushed towards his ears. Ma Han's eyes flashed with a sharp light. His head did not hide and collided. He hit Hei's big mouth heavily, and immediately knocked several bloody yellow teeth. He grabbed his right hand and grabbed his arm that was slinging, and broke it. The white bones were so thick that the black jaw was so painful that it almost deafened Ma Han's ears.

Ma Han followed the third strike - a back kick, pulling his vaginal leg, and struggling to break free from the hug with the sound of broken eggs and the roar of black flies. When he looked closely, he saw that Pfro had rolled and crawled out ten steps, and his guards also opened their bows and spears, rushing towards the horse, only thirty steps apart.

Just a little bit!
Chapter completed!