C17 Traitor
C17 Traitor
Especially his exposed hand that was holding the iron spear, he could clearly feel the malicious intent coming from the winter in this snow mountain.
The horse snorted out two wisps of white smoke from its nose. It carried the big man on its back and ran in the snow.
Those people were stationed at the camp where Chiang Kang and the others had first stopped. At least for the time being, it seemed like that was the case. They used torches to light up the things that had been left behind, and began searching the camp.
Chiang Kang pulled the horse to the nearest hill and stopped there. He looked at the crowd below.
He tied the horse to the back of the hill so that it would not be easy to be seen by the other party. He lay on the snow and stuck his head out.
The other party was not stingy with the fiery light. It illuminated the area below until it was bright red, which made Chiang Kang feel very happy.
"It would be great if there was another telescope. "
He put the gun beside him and looked at it with his head out. At the same time, he began to think.
There were too few things in this world. As long as he walked out of the snow, it would be easy for him to become a rich man or anything else.
In the midst of the fiery light, those centaurs were holding weapons similar to wolf-tooth clubs. Many of them were hanging on the horses, while others jumped off the horses and began to search the ground.
They searched very carefully. Apart from searching for the items left under the broken tents, they were also using their weapons or boots to kick the snow.
Chiang Kang frowned, then his pupils suddenly enlarged, looking at the sky with relief.
It was all thanks to the snow. Otherwise, the traces on the ground would have exposed the whereabouts of these people.
What these people were searching for on the ground was probably the footprints left behind by these people!
Who were they?
No matter who it was, the passive ability of being found by others could never be compared to the initiative to jump out.
"Could it be the Green River Tribe? No, that's not right. In my memory, the people of the Green Sky Tribe advocate white. They like to wear white clothes and live in white tents, but this group of people are completely black. . . "
Chiang Kang's body shook and he said in shock, "It's the people of the Desolation Tribe!"
The people of the Desolate Manku Tribe were also one of the five major tribes in Northern Desert. Because of their beliefs and other issues, there was a huge friction between them and the Green River Tribe. Both parties were currently in a hostile state and had fought countless times in recent years.
It was also because of this reason that the Great Qin chose to marry the Green Stream Tribe, and once again catalyzed the gap between them and the Northern Desert.
They had definitely come to stop Zhaojun from coming out!
However, the best way to stop them was obviously not to send Zhaojun back to the Great Qin, but to directly snatch or kill her on the spot!
Chiang Kang's heart suddenly turned cold. How could the other party find this place so accurately?
The closest tribe to the Desolate Manku Tribe was also a hundred miles away from here. The news network could not be spread so wide!
The Qi Mountain was a land of no concern. Back then, it was the territory of the Great Qin. Because it was too close to the west of the Northern Desert, it was harassed all year round. The terrain was complicated, and the army couldn't be saved. The First Emperor had no choice but to move the people, and the current situation became like this.
This place was also known as the Shang Road, and the most savage of them all were the bandits and highwaymen in the vicinity.
Even the Flowing Green Tribe could not find Zhaojun, so how could the Desolation Tribe know about this place?
There must be something strange about it!
"Could it be a traitor?"
A flash of lightning flashed in Chiang Kang's mind. In front of him appeared the Centurion Chen Bai who was kneeling on the snow. He could not help but clench his fists so tightly that cracking sounds could be heard.
"Damn it!"
A fist smashed a big hole in the snow in front of him. Chiang Kang slowly got up. He wanted to leave this place first. He rode his horse around to the left and appeared in front of the enemy. That way, he could create a fake image for them. Wang Zhaojun was retreating back to Great Qin.
Behind him was where Zhaojun and the others were hiding. If he rushed down so easily and directly, he would definitely be discovered. The left side was the main road back to Great Qin. If he appeared from there, he would be able to mislead them.
Having made up his mind, Chiang Kang slowly got up, but his eyes caught a familiar figure. The steel spear was immediately grabbed by his hand.
A few more people came to the periphery of the camp. One of them was Centurion Chen Bai!
At this moment, his hands were empty. The helmet on his forehead had been replaced with a black scarf, but his armor was still very conspicuous in the crowd.
He was guarded by four riders of the Desolation Tribe, who were chasing him into the fire like a herd of cows and sheep.
"Not good. This guy has been to that mountain before. He will definitely give some suggestions and send people to search for him later!"
Chiang Kang quickly mounted his horse and ran in the direction they came from. He then pushed the horse's head and slammed it on its butt. It turned into a black shadow in the white world and rushed over like a whirlwind.
A shadow suddenly climbed up from the snow. He shook off the snow on his body and revealed his black clothes. He took out a knife from his waist and lowered his body to slash at Chiang Kang's horse leg.
Chiang Kang roared angrily, and from Chu Bawang's voice, it sounded like a thunder explosion. The scout stopped in his tracks, and the steel spear stabbed down.
The ruthless spear directly smashed his head into pieces. Bright blood and broken bones spread across the snow, forming a cruel picture.
"Someone is here!"
Not far away, another scout climbed up. He was afraid of death and had no intention of resisting. He turned his head and ran towards the camp.
Chiang Kang saw the saber on the ground. He raised the spear in his hand and the saber immediately flew backwards.
He grabbed it and threw it again. The saber flew away.
Swoosh!
The scout dashed across like a shooting star. Suddenly, he stopped running. Then, a specially made machete of the Desolate Manku Clan stretched out from his chest.
Blood spurted out of his mouth like foam. He looked at the camp not far ahead and went down unwillingly.
"I'll make your mouth grow longer!"
Chiang Kang cursed. He swept the steel spear in his hand and sent the person blocking the way flying. He landed seven or eight meters away.
Carrying the spear and riding his horse, Chiang Kang roared and rushed in.
"Enemy attack!"
The people in front of him immediately reacted. They quickly turned over to the horse's back. Before he could pick up his wolf tooth club, a spear pierced through his sternum.
He twisted the steel spear in his hand and threw the body out. The body in front of him was smashed again.
Chiang Kang held the end of the spear and used the spear as a whip to hit left and right. He rushed forward like a mouse.
"General, I have something to report!"
A big man in different clothes stood in front of Chiang Kang. He held a pure copper iron stick in his hand. Before the two of them could exchange blows, a loud shout came from behind the man.
It was Chen Bai, who was riding his horse in a hurry!
The general of Desolate Manku did not have the time to turn his head. He swung his staff at Chiang Kang.
"Shut up!"
Chiang Kang roared angrily. He raised the steel spear in his hand. The force on his body was like Mount Tai jumping up and down, like the waves of the ocean.
"Fearless Charge!"