"you!"

Everyone couldn't help but stand up and looked at Zuo Xianwang Zamuhe in shock and anger.

Zamuhe looked cold and said calmly: "For me, killing you is as simple as killing a bed bug. Now I will only give you two ways, surrender, or die!"

Everyone was full of anger, and someone shouted, "Boy, I really think that if you have some small means, you can be arrogant in front of us. The high priest..."

"Bang."

Before this person could finish his speech, a head was thrown in from outside.

The bloody head rolled out a long way, and finally hit the short case in front of Lao Wang and stopped.

"Are you talking about the old guy?" Before everyone could see who the head was, they heard a sarcastic laughter coming from outside the curtain.

Everyone was stunned for a moment when they heard this, and then looked at the head in unison.

The old face was full of wrinkles, and the scattered braids were covered with blood and dust, and they looked embarrassed and hideous.

However, for those who are used to blood and killing, a simple head is far from terrifying, and it can even be said to be a sparse and ordinary thing. However, the head in front of everyone present changed his expressions, and some even fainted in horror.

Because this head is not someone else's, it is owned by the Great Shaman of the Southern Xiongnu!

"Sha, Shaman." Lao Wang's face was as pale as paper, and he sat on the ground with a thud.

Others are not much better than Lao Wang. A person is frightened and panicked, and he has no previous confidence and calmness.

Who is the Great Shaman? The Heaven of the Southern Xiongnu, the Support of the Southern Xiongnu.

To be honest, in the eyes of many people, the Great Shaman is no longer a human being, but a God!

But at this time, the god they believed in died in front of them, and it could even be said to have died tragically. Such a major blow made the nobles of the Southern Xiongnu not shocked and feared.

Just when everyone was lost, the curtains of the tent were torn apart.

"Bang bang."

Accompanied by heavy footsteps, a wolf about meter high walked in from outside the camp. The silver-white wolf head was hideous and terrifying. It looked like a giant wolf walking upright, with bright red blood on its claws. It was obviously this person who killed the great shaman.

"hiss."

When everyone saw the monster walking into the camp, they immediately came back to their senses from the shadow of the death of the Great Shaman and couldn't help but gasp.

Legend, it turns out to be true!

When Zamuhe saw the visitor, he knelt respectfully on the ground: "The immortal heavenly wolf, the humble Zamuhe pays his highest respect to you."

The visitor said indifferently: "Get up, you have done a good job, but this is far from enough. I need more believers, more blood, more killing and violent things. Follow me and worship me, and I will give you eternal life."

When the visitor talked about it, he looked at the frightened and restless Hun nobles in the camp, and obviously had some ideas.

Facing Tianlang's cold gaze, everyone felt that they were like the food in the mouth of an ancient ferocious beast, and could be chewed and swallowed at any time. They were extremely terrified and all lowered their heads in horror. Even the most powerful warrior in the tribe was defeated by Tianlang's gaze at this time.

Tianlang said coldly: "Submit, or die!"

Everyone bowed their heads silently, and I don’t know who knelt on one knee first. Then, in just a few dozen seconds, everyone knelt down.

A look of satisfaction flashed in Tianlang's eyes, and he made a gesture to Zamuhe for everything to you.

Then he turned to the south, his silver pupils flashing with deep light.

There can only be one master in the divine nature!

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More than half a month later, Luoyang.

As soon as Li Hao finished handling government affairs, he saw Cao Cao running over with sweat on his face.

He couldn't help but smile and said, "Why is Meng De so embarrassed?"

Cao Cao smiled bitterly and said, "Prime Minister, something big happened in the north. The Southern Xiongnu tribes surrendered to the Tagu tribe. General Lu was ambushed by two sides and was trapped in Taiyuan and could not advance or retreat.

Moreover, the other party cut off General Lu's supply line, and our food cannot be delivered now. According to the food carried by General Lu and the food transported during this period, even if they save money, they can only last less than a month at most."

Li Hao was shocked and frowned: "When did this send the news?"

Cao Cao said: "I just sent it, and the messenger is now exhausted and I am afraid I will not be able to wake up in a short period of time."

Li Hao frowned and said in a deep voice: "It is said that Xun You, Jia Xu and others are coming."

Three days later, more and more information about the north was sent to Li Hao, which also gave them a clearer understanding of the changes in the Southern Xiongnu.

In the study room, Jia Xu, Xun You and others sat on both sides.

"No, there is a problem, a big problem." Jia Xu kept flipping through various information in his hand, his eyebrows tightened into the character "Sichuan" and said in a low voice.

Xun You sighed and said, "This is a trap!"

trap!

Everyone was frightened and looked at Xun You one after another.

Xun You said: "Look at this place, the Great Huns Shaman was killed by mysterious people, and the various tribes of the Southern Xiongnu surrendered one after another. Also, General Lu Fengxian was attacked by mysterious people in the royal court of the Southern Xiongnu. With one move, the army had no choice but to retreat to Taiyuan.

If this mysterious man had killed the Southern Xiongnu royal court, General Lu Fengxian would have no reason to be spared. Even if the general was lucky enough to escape, how could the army retreat more than a hundred miles safely without the other party being prepared."

When everyone heard this, they suddenly realized.

The Great Shaman of the Southern Xiongnu is a strong man in the Dharma Realm. Even if he is just an existence in the Dharma Realm of the Yin Soul, he is far from comparable to a powerful person with supernatural powers. If the other party can kill the Great Shaman, there is no reason why he will not be able to kill Lu Bu.

Even if you take a step back, the opponent will suffer a certain amount of damage when fighting the Great Shaman.

But Lu Bu was seriously injured by the other party, and the tribes of the Southern Xiongnu were prepared for a long time. How could Lu Bu, who was seriously injured, retreat with his troops and horses for a hundred miles and finally retreat into Taiyuan?

Obviously, the other party intends to ask Lu Bu to lead his troops to retreat to Taiyuan.

Now Lu Bu is like a bait, a bait waiting for them to enter the net.

Everyone thought about it, their scalp numb and they felt a little more panic and uneasy.

Not only was Lu Bu severely injured by one move, but even a powerful powerful man like the Southern Huns Shaman was killed, which was enough to imagine how terrifying the opponent's strength was.

Li Hao's face was gloomy and his heart was filled with anger.

Lu Bu must be saved. Not to mention his relationship with Lu Bu, but to say that the tens of thousands of elite men trapped in Taiyuan are not allowed to let Li Hao go.

Although there were more than 200,000 soldiers and horses in the court, the so-called 200,000 soldiers and horses had to guard Xiliang and Hulao Pass respectively. It can be said that the 100,000 elite troops taken away by Lu Bu were already the most of the forces in the court. Once the 100,000 army was completely destroyed, it would be a major blow to the court.

However, although Lu Bu wanted to save him, Li Hao smelled a different breath from it.
Chapter completed!