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Volume 2: The Suave Romance Chapter 640: One of Five

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    "Brother, I'm sorry for you. I failed to protect my people. I am a sinner who insulted Lord He."

    Ah Huizha Wudu stared at the purgatory-like scene around him in despair, his face turned pale, his scarlet eyes glowed with a faint sense of tax, his lips trembled and he murmured to himself,

    The eyes of the dead tribesmen pierced his heart like a sharp sword, turning all his fighting spirit and anger into endless regret and self-blame. In a world where the jungle prevails, the winner is king. Ah Hui  Zhawudu may not care about breaking his oath, but he cannot ignore the death of his people.

    If he hadn't insisted on restoring the glory of the Ahui clan and continued to hold the power of the Kumoxi clan, how could he have broken with the other four tribes? If he hadn't been fighting among himself and lost his vigilance, how could he let Lord He be humiliated today?  The Khitan took advantage of the opportunity and flattened the king's tent with overwhelming force.

    He knew that if Lord Humili was defeated, the Ahui family would also decline due to him, or even die. Looking back on the past when his brother was around, Lord Humili was so glorious that he became the king of Kumoxi. But it is like this today.  Miserable and embarrassed, Ah Huizha Wudu's heart became increasingly bitter.

    Raising his hand to push away the messy blood-stained hair from his face, Ah Huizha Wudu looked at Dahe Chucai again. At this time, his face had returned to calmness, and there was not much hatred and anger in his eyes, but only a deep look.  silence,

    "Congratulations to Chucai, as long as you promise me one thing, I will no longer resist, and the humiliated Lord will belong to your Khitan." Ah Huizha Wudu had tried his best to remain calm, but his slightly trembling voice could still be heard  Out of the sadness and bitterness, unwillingness and suffering in his heart,

    "Say it." Dahe Chucai narrowed his eyes slightly and said loudly,

    He took a deep breath and exhaled it slowly, as if to let out the suppressed emotions in his heart. After a pause, he said loudly: "On the grassland, the strong are respected. Today it is you, the Khitan, who wins, regardless of what you did to congratulate Chucai.  Despicable, I don¡¯t want to argue anymore, I just ask you, I hope your Khitan can treat my clan well.¡±

    Dahe Chucai turned over and dismounted, walked a few steps, looked at the remnant army of more than a thousand humiliating He Lords who were surrounded by the Khitan army, and said loudly: "Ah Huizha Wudu, don't worry about this, you and I are from the same clan.  From the same source, I congratulate Chucai and swear in the name of the grassland that I, the Khitan, will never do anything to oppress our compatriots."

    "Congratulations to Chucai, since you are the master of the Khitan, I believe you will not betray your oath." Ah Huizha Wudu's expression relaxed slightly, then he turned around and looked at his tribe sincerely and sadly, and said with some sadness: "  My compatriots, there is no point in continuing to fight, surrender."

    "Dang clang."

    The leader had orders, but the battle could not be won. Even though they felt a little humiliated, the remaining warriors, who were already exhausted, were no longer stubborn. They put down their weapons one after another and knelt down in front of Dahe Chucai.

    A trace of sorrow flashed in his eyes. Ah Huizha Wudu slowly turned around and looked at Da He Chucai and said: "Great congratulations to Chucai, don't forget what you said." After a pause, he raised his voice and said: "Insult Lord He."  My ancestors, it was I who harmed my clansmen, so I will use my life today to pay homage to the dead clansmen."

    With that said, Ah Hui Zha Wudu suddenly turned the scissor upside down, held the handle of the knife tightly with both hands, and stabbed towards the abdomen with all his strength.

    "Brother, I'm here to apologize to you."

    "It's a pound."

    "Stop."

    Whether it was humiliating Master He or Da He Chucai and others, they couldn't help but scream in surprise. However, Ah Huizha Wudu had obviously been determined to die for a long time. Not only did he turn a deaf ear to everyone's obstruction, but he also accelerated the speed of stabbing with his scimitar.

    Seeing that the scimitar was about to pierce Ah Huizha Wudu's abdomen, a sharp sound broke through the air suddenly beside Dahe Chucai. He felt a sharp wind passing in front of him, and the next moment he heard a sound in his ears.  muffled sound,

    Ah Huizha Wudu originally closed his eyes and waited for death, but suddenly he felt a sudden numbness on the elbow of his right arm, and half of his body suddenly lost strength. The scimitar that was stabbing suddenly deviated from its original direction and did not penetrate into the abdomen.  But it also opened a nearly foot-long gash in his waist and abdomen, and tons of bright red blood flowed out like spring water.

    The severe pain made Ah Huizha groan. His body shook and he finally stumbled to the ground. His face turned extremely pale in an instant.

    "Qijin, how are you?"

    "Zhawudu."

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    "Ahem" He coughed violently, and Ah Huizha Wudu's face twisted together in pain. With the help of his tribe, he struggled to stand up, and looked at Dahe Chucai with excitement and anger and said:  "He Chucai, what else do you want? Do I even choose to die?"Don¡¯t you have any rights? Do you still want to humiliate me? Ahem.  "

    Following Ah Hui Zha Wudu's words, the warriors who humiliated Lord He suddenly became excited and looked at Dahe Chucai with hatred. Look at them, as long as they disagree with each other, they will definitely fight to the death again.

    Dahe Chucai frowned, stopped suddenly, and with an angry look on his face, he scolded: "Zhawu Du, I thought you were a hero of the grassland, but I didn't expect you to dare to be so."  coward."

    "You fart, the scholar can be killed and cannot be humiliated. Ahem, congratulations to Chucai. You, ahem." Ah Huizha Wudu's face turned red with anger, and because of the wounds on his body, he violently screamed before he finished speaking.  When he coughed, his eyes full of resentment seemed to want to choose people and devour them.

    "Why, are you not convinced?" Dahe Chucai looked at Ah Huizha with contempt and said solemnly: "Prairie men are not afraid of life and death, and have they ever been afraid of failure. As a humiliating master, you don't want to think about how to protect him.  Your tribe is safe, but you only want to evade responsibility. What if you are not a coward?"

    "Ah Huidu, only a weak person would be so helpless to you. If you want to die, just die. I won't stop you this time, huh."

    With a cold glance at Ah Hui Zha Wu Du, Da He Chucai turned around with disdain and never looked at him again.

    Ah Huizha Wudu's face turned red and white, the expression in his eyes kept changing, and his breathing was heavy and rapid.

    For the survival of his people, he could accept defeat and surrender to the Khitan, but he was so proud that he could not kneel to Dahe Chucai. He could not bring shame to the Ahui clan, so he chose to commit suicide and use death to resolve the regret in his heart.  Maintain your dignity,

    However, under the scolding of Dahe Chucai, Ah Hui Zha Wudu became even more ashamed. Living requires more courage than death. He still has his due responsibilities. He also has to protect Lord Huihe from surrender by the Khitans.

    "Plop."

    After a long time, Ah Huizha Wudu broke away from the support of his tribe, knelt on the ground, lowered his noble head,

    "Brother Zhawudu, welcome you home." Da He Chucai suddenly turned around, strode forward with a look of joy, and said sincerely: "Brother, you are injured, get up quickly." With that, Da He Chucai just said  With bare hands, he calmly squeezed into the crowd, bent down and helped Ah Huizha Wudu up.

    Ah Huizha Wudu took a deep look at Dahe Chucai and said respectfully: "Ah Huizha Wudu is here to see my king."

    ¡°Brother, there is no need to be polite, it¡¯s important to recover from your injuries.¡± Holding Ah Huizha Wudu¡¯s arm tightly, Dahe Chucai shouted to the somewhat bewildered Master Hui He next to him: ¡°Quickly, take brother down to heal his wounds.¡±

    "yes."

    ??????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Everyone hurriedly agreed, carrying Ah Huizha Wudu towards the tent not far away,

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    By the time the injuries on Ah Hui Zha Wu Du were treated, the sky had darkened, and the Khitan and Hui He Lord had ended their confrontation. However, this once peaceful place still had a heavy, depressing, and sad atmosphere.

    Under the constraints of Dahe Chucai, all the Khitan warriors did not harass, provoke or humiliate the housewives and children. They just silently helped each other collect the remains of the martyrs and clean the battlefield.

    The night passed quickly, and the smell of blood in the air was no longer detectable, but the pain and gaps in everyone's hearts still existed. Dahe Chucai understood that the war was not over, and there were still many things that needed him to complete.

    "Mr. Liu, thank you for your helping hand again yesterday, thank you."

    Looking at the old man next to him who was still full of energy even though his beard and hair were all white, Dahe Chucai looked respectful and said gratefully,

    Liu Zhong smiled calmly and said: "King Chu Cai, there is no need to be polite. I am just following orders."

    "Mr. Liu, you should call me by my name. This is also a sign of respect for the young prince." Dahe Chucai shook his head and said: "No matter what, Chucai must thank you. If you hadn't taken action, Ah Huizha Wudu would have died.  , if he dies, it will not be a good thing for us Khitan or Kumo Xi."

    "Haha." Liu Zhong twisted his beard and chuckled: "King Chucai, although the young prince has restrained the other four departments, I am afraid that the other four departments will get the news here in a few days. You have to prepare early."

    The reason why Dahe Chucai was able to raid the main tribe of Huihe like lightning this time was because he was happy to let Qin Qiong lead his people to disguise themselves as Khitan people and disperse them around Kumo Ximukun and other four tribes to distract their attention, thus leaving the main body of Huihe isolated.  With no help, the Khitans were able to win in one battle;

    Da He Chucai nodded when he heard this and said: "Chucai knows that this is why I kept Ah Huidu. With him here, it will be much easier to regain Kumoxi, and there will be less rejection when the two races merge in the future."

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    Thirty miles away from Yingzhou, on a hill,

    He was standing with his hands behind his back, his white clothes fluttering. As he got older, his appearance became more and more handsome and beautiful. Although there was a faint smile on his face, he looked noble and majestic.

    Behind Gao Xing, Zhang Shunzhi stood respectfully with his hands lowered, with a serious look on his face. Now his demeanor is more calm, but he also looks more rigid and indifferent, which makes Gao Xing quite helpless.

    "By the way, it's almost noon, they should be arriving soon."

    "Yes, young prince, according to time, they should be able to arrive here in another quarter of an hour."
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