Bright Era

Lin Qi was stunned. Just now, he was only observing the battle of the Shatuo tribe to annihilate the opposing cavalry with heavy crossbows, ignoring the group of mages and soldiers behind. It wasn't until Hu Su's cry came that he threw a ray of mental power over it.

At this glance, Lin Qi was completely dumbfounded.

Lin Qi had seen Huyou's beast cart. The all white yak carts were exceptionally noble, majestic, and sacred. But Husu's car made Lin Qi horrified-a big car of the same format, with a circular platform on it, surrounded by a white veil curtain.

I don't know when Husu drove the car to arrive, but it was not animal power that pulled the car in front of her car, but a large swath of naked living people. At least five thousand people with wooden sticks in their mouths and reins around their necks and waists, crawling forward on the ground like cattle, pulling a huge carriage to move slowly forward.

What made Lin Qi's eyes twitch even more was the fact that these five thousand people crowded together to pull the cart, the old and the young, were either old women or virgins, none of them were strong. These people were lying naked on the ground, crawling forward slowly like cattle, their knees and wrists were rubbed by the grass roots, and spots of blood were left where they crawled.

Hundreds of warriors riding high-headed horses waved their long whips to follow, and they waved their long whips from time to time. There are purple, black, and red welts everywhere on the person pulling the cart. Some wounds have been inflamed with abscesses. There are also flies and other mosquitoes biting near the wounds. You can imagine what kind of pain it is.

Driving the car were two young girls wearing blue robes. They sat pretentiously in the car, holding a few slender reins, and controlling the crawling direction of the first few old people. As long as they flicked the reins, the old man turned slowly, and the people behind them turned to follow. Everyone was lifeless, just like a zombie.

Lin Qi pursed his mouth.

Although Hu Yu is domineering and arrogant, she is not as crazy as Hu Su. Using people to pull the cart, and using such a cruel and humiliating way to pull the cart, how vicious is it to do such a thing?

What made Lin Qi even more annoyed was that there was a clear and melodious piano sound from the round platform of the cart. Through the white curtain, you could see the graceful figure of a woman dancing. Obviously, drinking and having fun in the cart, and the wild laughter of young men mingled with the sound of the piano.

"The saint needn't be angry, a group of humble herders, is it worth your anger?" The young man's laughter was wrapped in a strong grudge and spread for more than a dozen miles: "You don't need your followers to do it. Let me deal with it! Anyway, the Shatuo tribe, isn't it the gift that the saint was going to give to Xiao Wang? This time I happened to collect him personally."

Lin Qi sat on the back of the two-humped camel, flicking the hump with his fingers, looking into the distance thoughtfully.

The view on the grassland is excellent, and Husu's car is extremely large and extremely high. From a distance, Lin Qi can see that Husu's car is slowly coming here. Thousands of heavy armored warriors, more than a hundred witch sacrifices in the desert temple, plus more than two thousand rangers, and more than five thousand crawlers pulling carts, the mighty team looked black and overwhelmed.

Abu had already rushed back with the tribe fighters, and they looked at the large black silhouettes in the distance in horror. Abu was very cunning and didn't ask Lin Qi about taking back the heavy crossbow, and even avoided the topic of his son Azi kneeling on the ground and begging Lin Qi for mercy. He pointed to the large figure in the distance, and said with great weight: "It seems that it is another fierce battle!"

Lin Qi nodded slowly.

Forget the guards and wizards of those temples, Lin Qi is confident that they can easily annihilate them. But the guy who claimed to be "Little King" was an unpredictable variable. Lin Qi didn't know his identity. If he were a high-level member of the Huangsha Khanate, it would cause some trouble for Lin Qi's next plan.

The only thing that made Lin Qi feel at ease was that the most powerful aura among Husu's people was nothing but the witch sacrifices of two celestial peak fighters and four celestial peaks. This amount of force is not worth mentioning, the donkey will be happy to harvest their body, and Arda will also be very happy with the benefit their soul brings him.

This strength is far inferior to Hu Yu, at least there are two Storm Eagles beside Hu Yu, they are super monsters of adult body, powerful monsters capable of fighting against the saints. This shows that Husu's position in the temple should be inferior to Huyu, and I don't know why.

Gently patted Abu's shoulder, Lin Qi said calmly: "Who can be crowned king of the Huangsha Khanate?"

Abu was stunned. He patted his forehead vigorously. Then he hesitated to answer: "Those big kings are all big people. We can't get in touch with them. However, the brothers of Da Khan are all big kings. Among Khan’s sons, those with outstanding strength were also named great kings. Each great king is the leader of a big tribe, at least there are millions of people, and each tribe can mobilize at least 200,000 elite The soldiers!"

Lin Qi glanced at Abu in amazement. Although he knew that the nomadic tribes of the Continental Bridge were all soldiers, men, women and children, as long as they brought bows and arrows on their horses, were a qualified warrior, but a tribe of one million people could actually be armed. One hundred thousand elite fighters, this is really amazing!

It's no wonder that in history, several countries on the Western continent invaded the Continental Bridge, and they were all blocked by the major forces of the Continental Bridge using crowds and tactics. Although the warriors of the western continent have an absolute advantage in equipment, 10,000 heavily armed knights can easily defeat the nomadic tribe’s 100,000 rangers, but when the opponent dispatches a million-level ranger, the continental coalition forces that invade the mainland bridge also Can only scurry around.

"In Husu's car, will the man who claims to be the king belong to the Huangsha Khanate?" Lin Qi took a deep look at Abu: "If he is from the Huangsha Khanate, then Shaluo The tribe is dangerous! Your entire tribe has only 150,000 people, but one tribe can pull out 200,000 warriors! Abu, Abu, you can..."

Lin Qi didn't finish speaking, but the faces of Abu and his sons had turned pale.

They also heard each other's arrogant shouts. If the young man was really a great king of the Yellow Sand Khanate, it would be too easy to knead their Shatuo tribe. If Abu has received Yin Qingyue's blessing, he no longer needs to fear the pressure from the desert temple, then a great king of the Yellow Sand Khanate is enough to dominate the life and death of the Shatuo tribe.

"That's impossible!" Abu said shiveringly: "The temple, never intervened in the internal affairs of the Khan. Even if it is a great king, if the people who colluded with the temple are making trouble in the Khan, the sweat will definitely not let him go. The temple will not allow this to happen, it is a matter of breaking the rules on the grassland."

Lin Qi coughed lightly: "The tradition of the temple has been broken. Now there are three saints in the temple. Wasn't there only one before?"

Abu's face became more and more ugly, his face was trembling, and he almost cried: "Our Shatuo tribe didn't provoke them, why..."

When Lin Qi was talking to Abu, Husu's cart had slowly arrived at a place less than three hundred meters away. The armored fighters drew their heavy shields and slammed them on the ground, laying a solid line of defense in front of the car. Obviously Hu Su also knew what means Lin Qi and others used to annihilate their 20,000 soldiers, so they built such a shield wall that was sufficient to prevent a strong crossbow attack.

More than 2,000 Qingqi were divided into two teams, and they circled far to the left and right wings of Lin Qi and the others, and put on a posture ready to attack at any time. These Qingqis are different from the warriors with simple armor just now. They are all wearing neatly styled triple leather armor, and they are also inlaid with palm-sized goggles to protect the vital parts such as the heart mouth and lower abdomen.

This kind of armor is even the top equipment in the Continental Bridge. Although it is not pure metal armor, although there is no magic pattern inlaid, such a set of armor is enough to be used as a family heirloom in a warrior's family. These two thousand battles are all wearing such sophisticated armor, obviously they must come from a certain powerful force in the Huangsha Khanate.

The two maids lifted the curtain on the carriage, revealing the scene in the round table.

Two girls played the piano, four girls sang and danced. A pretty girl who looked exactly like Hu Yu was sitting in a pile of brocade cushions. Her clothes were exposed, and most of her white arms and half of her **** were exposed. outside. This woman should be Husu, one of the three saints of the temple.

A majestic like a lion, a rough face like a wild boar, a young man with dark skin like charcoal sitting beside Husu with his upper body exposed, one of his hands is still sliding freely in Husu's clothes, causing Husu to laugh from time to time A few times, lightly pat his chest.

Lin Qi squinted. He had seen this kind of sight a lot in Berley and Dunelker, but he was not surprised. Donkey, Alda and others are more knowledgeable, they didn't treat this scene as the same.

Only Abu and his people were dumbfounded, and Aziz stammered and yelled: "God, the commandments of the temple, the saint cannot be happy with men! The saint is the servant of God and belongs to God. My partner is God’s private property, she, she, how can she be like this!"

Abu grumbled even more incomprehensibly: "The saint can be raped. For example, if we catch her, I will definitely **** her. But the saint can't take the initiative to have **** with men. This, this is completely corrupt. The rules of the temple!"

As if seeing the surprise on Abu's face, Hu Su straightened up and gently stroked the ugly youth's face.

"My lord, these people are going to be killed, and then, the Shatuo tribe is in your palm!"

"Hehe, in the past six months, I have helped you to annex more than a dozen large and small tribes. You must be the strongest competitor in the position of the Great Khan in the future."

The dark-skinned ugly young man quacked and laughed a few times. He grabbed a handful of Husu's plump and tender buttocks, then jumped up and waved his hand into the air. A giant silver scimitar appeared out of thin air. In his hands. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)

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