Zhou Ting immediately changed color when he entered the tent. He saw that the tent was empty, and a wooden stake was treed in the middle. At this moment, a naked man was tied to the wooden stake.

The man's upper body was covered in blood, but his hair was disheveled and his head was drooping. Next to the man, there were objects such as wooden buckets and horse whips. One of the big Yiman with a naked upper body and a bare head stood on the side with his hips on his hips. When he saw Feng Polu and others coming in, he immediately lowered his hand.

Feng Polu didn't say much, and went forward, glanced at the wooden barrel. Seeing that there was still half a bucket of water inside, he picked up the wooden barrel and threw it at the person with disheveled hair.

The man had a cold war, took a long breath, raised his head, but at first glance he saw the bald barbarian general beside Feng Polu, his eyes spitting fire, and he said sternly: "An Lei, kill me quickly, otherwise as long as I can go out alive, I will cut off your head!"

An Lei also clenched his fists and stared at the man with resentment and hair.

But Feng Polu had already said in a deep voice: "Zhuwutai, who are you going to cut down?"

The big man was stunned. Then he saw Feng Polu and immediately shouted: "Marty, is it him? He actually sent someone to kidnap me. I must kill him."

"The enemy is in front of you, are you still going to have internal strife?" Feng Polu said coldly: "An Lei, why do you want to kidnap Shu Wutai?"

An Lei straightened his neck and said, "Master Marquis can ask him."

"For the sake of the courageous blade." Shu Wutai stared at his bloodshot eyes and said without hesitation: "The courageous blade is in my hands, and he is unwilling to give up, so he secretly ambushed me here while I led people out of the camp to hunt!" He stared at An Lei and roared: "An Lei, I must kill you!" His body rushed forward, but was tied up by a rope and could not be free for a while.

Zhou Ting saw it aside and understood something vaguely, but he was not very clear. At this time, he heard An Lei say angrily: "He didn't tell the truth. Yes, the courage blade is in your hands. I am not convinced, but I have never thought about capturing you, but what did you say to others behind your back? You said that I was fighting for the courage blade with you in the previous episode, and that was what you said?"

"It was said by me." Shu Wutai stared at her eyes, "Who are you? You also want to get a brave sword? I am the number one warrior in the desert. If you have the courage, we will fight alone."

"Are you looking for death?" Feng Polu shouted fiercely, "I am here, and you still have to argue?"

Shu Wutai and An Lei were obviously quite afraid of Feng Polu. Feng Polu roared, and neither of them dared to speak out immediately.

"Where is that knife now?" Feng Polu looked cold, "Shuwutai, is it still in your hands?"

Shu Wutai hesitated for a moment and nodded.

"That knife is a disaster. You have to hand it over and I will destroy it." Feng Polu said in a deep voice: "From now on, no one is allowed to mention that knife again, and you don't continue to fight. The enemy is facing each other, and we must work together. We can guarantee you that as long as the enemy is defeated, the emperor will definitely have a great reward, and then there will be all kinds of rare treasures."

Shu Wutai frowned and said, "Do you want me to hand over the courageous blade?"

For the Yi Barbarians, the ownership of what they get belongs to them. Whether it is items or their own slaves, only they can control them. This is a deeply rooted concept of the Yi Barbarians.

The brave blade was in Shu Wutai's hands. In Shu Wutai's eyes, it was naturally his own thing, and no one had the right to interfere. At this time, he heard that Feng Polu wanted to hand it over and destroy it by him, and he was a little dissatisfied.

Feng Polu seemed a little reluctant to hear Shu Wutai's tone, his face darkened, and he sneered: "Why, I still can't bear to leave?"

His eyes were cold, and Shu Wutai lowered his head and said, "It's all for the marquis."

Although Shu Wutai and others were all brave generals of Yi and Barbarians, they were still full of fear of Feng Polu at heart.

Feng Polu was the first general under Feng Yuanpo's command, and Feng Yuanpo's strategy to deal with the Yi barbarians was to use both kindness and power, first beat the Yi barbarians and then win over them.

Both sides fought for many years, and every time Feng Yuanpo sent troops, Feng Polu was the vanguard of the Hexi Army. Feng Polu was cruel and ruthless, killing countless people on the Mobei Grassland. There were countless tribes of all sizes. In order to deter the Yi barbarians, several small tribes had been completely destroyed. This did have a psychological deterrent effect on the Yi barbarians. Feng Polu was like a god of killing in the hearts of the Yi barbarians.

At this moment, when he heard a cry outside the tent, An Lei frowned and left the tent. He came back soon, clenched his fists, and said to Feng Polu: "Their people are coming here to kill."

Feng Polu was even more angry, pulled out his sword and walked towards Shuwutai.

Shu Wutai changed color slightly, but Feng Polu raised his knife and slashed over. Seeing this, Zhou Ting said in a lost voice: "Stay people under the knife!" But An Lei showed joy.

The sword flashed, but Zhu Wutai was safe and sound, but the rope that tied Zhu Wutai was cut off.

An Leiden looked disappointed, and Zhou Ting realized that he had misunderstood and breathed a sigh of relief.

Shu Wutai broke free from the rope and looked at An Lei, with anger on his face. He roared and was about to pounce on An Lei. However, An Lei also clenched his fists and was about to meet him, a flash of sword light was already on Shu Wutai's neck.

Shu Wutai immediately did not dare to move.

"I just said that the enemy is in front of you, and there should be no internal strife." Feng Polu had a cold face, "This is my military order. If anyone disobeys, he will immediately engage in military law!"

Shu Wutai seemed a little unwilling to give up, but he didn't say anything.

"Zhuwutai, An Lei, you two have made an oath now and don't fight each other." Feng Polu said coldly: "If you can do it, I can do it this time. If I can't do it, I will cut you down here now." Staring at Shuwutai, he said sternly: "You said, can you do it?"

Although Shu Wutai was full of anger, he was holding a knife around his neck and did not dare to object. He finally nodded slightly. Feng Polu looked at An Lei. An Lei hesitated for a moment and finally nodded.

Feng Polu said in a deep voice: "Okay, you will make an oath now and will never fight each other."

Under Feng Polu's blade, the two had no choice but to make an oath. Seeing this, Feng Polu then put away his sword. Shu Wutai and An Lei glared at each other. Although they made an oath, both sides were obviously unwilling to accept it.

Feng Polu took his sword and put it into the sheath, and then said to Shuwutai: "Your troops are coming here. You can go over and ask them to withdraw from the camp now. Whoever dares to make trouble will be killed without mercy."

Shu Wutai looked at An Lei coldly and finally agreed, leaving the tent with hatred. Before he could walk out of the tent, Feng Polu had already said: "After you order your troops to return to the camp, come back immediately. An Lei, send someone to inform Van Persie and Ibrahimovic, and let them arrive here immediately. We are going to hold a military meeting."

An Lei frowned and said, "Marty, I'm afraid my people can't call them."

Feng Polu was stunned, then understood something, his eyebrows were locked, but he sent his subordinates to the other two battalions to summon two other barbarian households.

After everything was arranged, Feng Polu looked at Zhou Ting beside him. The coldness on his face had dissipated, but he smiled at Zhou Ting and said, "Marquis Changling, I have been negligent before, so don't be surprised."

Zhou Ting didn't care about anything negligent at this time, and frowned and said, "Marquis Beiyong, these barbarians seem to have a deep conflict. Such a big thing happened today, which is not a good thing."

Feng Polu seemed to care, and smiled and said, "The Marquis of Changling is too worried. The Yi barbarians have always liked internal strife. Wasn't it because of their own killing that we were able to obey them? This is their habit in their bones, so we don't have to care."

Seeing that Feng Polu was not convinced, Zhou Ting was even more worried and said, "Marty, this is not a trivial matter. If the enemy is in front of him, if he cannot work together, he will probably go to the battlefield!"

"Didn't Changling Hou see that although these Yi barbarians like internal strife, as long as this Marquis says, they will bow their heads and obey the orders." Feng Polu said confidently: "It's not a bad thing to fight each other on weekdays. There are four Yi barbarians in Yunshan Prefecture, and nearly 10,000 cavalrymen. If there is no conflict at all, it will be difficult to control. On the contrary, there are some conflicts between each other, so that this Marquis can balance the divisions and let them balance each other."

Zhou Ting shook his head and said, "But as I saw just now, they are not just a conflict. This time, I see that these two tribes are incompatible with each other. The Marquis's power is extremely high. Perhaps it can shock them for a moment, so that they dare not act rashly, just fear that as time goes by, these two tribes will deepen, and cause huge disasters."

"The Marquis of Changling is too worried." Feng Polu didn't care. "Even those chiefs of the barbarians obeyed us, let alone a few generals of the barbarians. Don't worry, everything is under my control, and you have seen it just now. They have made an oath. The barbarians are not very good, but they attach great importance to the oath. Since they have promised not to fight each other, there will be no problem." They didn't seem to be willing to discuss this issue more, and asked: "Yes, the Marquis of Changling is here on the order of the emperor?"

Zhou Ting nodded and said, "That's right. The emperor already knows about Qiao Mingtang's treason, so he issued an order to come to Yunshan to assist Beiyong Hou in defending the city. The emperor issued an order that as long as Beiyong Hou can support Yunshan for two months, in the Hexi area!"

Feng Polu frowned and interrupted: "What Changling Hou means is that the emperor issued an order to defend Yunshan City?"

"That's right." Zhou Ting said: "The Northwest Army is in full swing and has a lot of troops, so the Lord asked us to transfer all our troops back to Yunshan Prefecture City, relying on the city's strength, and defend ourselves for assistance."

Feng Polu shook his head and said, "Marquis Changling, I'm afraid this marquis will not be able to obey the will of the Lord."
Chapter completed!