Their Lucky Star Was Transmigrated! Chapter 724: Mr. Xu: The person who likes hard bones the most!

Chapter 724 Mr. Xu: The person who likes tough bones the most!

Aware of the attack on the camp, the wildlings stopped attacking the city, turned and ran back, trying to save the camp.

However, they eagerly rushed back, facing the 10,000-strong army of the roaring Old Master Xu, especially when they saw the nobles in their clan being captured alive, they all panicked.

"Rush, Rush, Rush!"

Master Xu doesn't care what the savages think, he only knows that this is a fighter jet!

The savage panicked, and for a while, there was no way to form an effective interception formation. When they finally realized that they had to work harder, Mr. Xu and his party had passed the obstruction of the savage army and headed towards the dragon. The west gate of the city ran wildly.

"Open the gate!"

"Put down the drawbridge!"

"Follow me!"

Tuoba Aofeng saw Old Master Xu lead people to kill him on the west city gate, and immediately sent a series of orders to go down.

The city gate opens and the drawbridge falls.

Tuoba Aofeng rushed out of the city gate with 2,000 Beiman cavalry at the first time, lined up outside the city, and assisted Old Master Xu and the others to return to the city.

The savage regained his senses and began to chase.

However, with two legs, it is not easy to catch up with a galloping horse with four hooves in a short period of time.

Even these wildlings are strong.

The distance between the two sides continued to widen, but the wildlings did not give up, chasing them frantically.

Master Xu took the lead and charged into the Dragon City with 10,000 elite riders.

Tuoba Aofeng led the people to use crossbow arrows to hold back the savage's giant wolf cavalry from chasing, and he fought and retreated, and finally retreated safely across the suspension bridge.

After crossing the suspension bridge, the suspension bridge was quickly pulled up.

The giant wolf cavalry chased the moat, but couldn't cross the two-foot-wide moat at all, and it was too late to bypass the moat area filled by the wildlings before the siege.

In addition, arrows rained down from the city.

The wildling wolf cavalry can only retreat.

A raid, under the leadership of Mr. Xu, destroyed the entire Xichengmen camp of the savage army, killing and killing countless savages, and all the tents and materials were torched.

The raging fire has been burning, and the plumes of smoke have not dispersed for a long time.

This battle once again boosted the morale of the army in the city.

Although 10,000 war horses were lost in this battle, as long as people are alive, there will always be war horses.

A great victory in the battle, the city is filled with cheers.

Compared to the jubilation in the city, the savages outside the city fell into a dead silence.

Mr. Xu and the other nobles from the Frost Spirit Clan, who accidentally captured them alive, dealt an unprecedented blow to the savages.

If the blood of God were to die here, they would all be sinners.

"Negotiate!"

The Frost Spirit clan nobles from the other three camps gathered together, and after a brief discussion, they chose to compromise temporarily.

Who is going?

Although the tone of the negotiation has been set, the question is, who will negotiate?

No one can predict what the outcome will be.

A group of nobles and adults are used to living on top of each other, they are used to issuing orders, and that their own words are the will of God.

But to negotiate, if they want to redeem the captured clansmen, they must compromise.

As the descendants of the God of Ice and Snow in the world, their actions are tarnishing the holy glory of God.

But if the people of the blood of the gods are allowed to be executed by the Tang people, it will also cause the wrath of the gods.

Under the wrath of God, even they can't guarantee God's forgiveness.

When the nobility of the Frost Spirit clan began to argue, and they couldn't argue over who to send to negotiate, Mr. Xu had already brought Tuoba Aofeng to meet these Frost Spirit clan aristocrats who were captured alive by them.

These people wear gorgeous silk clothes that Tang people would wear, but their styles are completely different from those of the Tang Dynasty. Moreover, they are not black-haired and black-eyed, either blond or silver. Without exception, they are all very handsome. . Their foreheads were painted with special marks, each with thin skin and tender flesh, and they didn't look like savages at all.

Fu Bao followed Mr. Xu's side, and when he saw these people, he felt very strange.

If these people's ears were a little longer and pointed a little bit, Fu Bao would think that he had seen the elves!

In the coastal areas of Datang, there are Fan people and Maoyi people. They look a bit exhausted. When it comes to the specific appearance, the difference is really too big.

"We are descendants of the God of Ice and Snow. Let us go, and the God of Ice and Snow will bless you!"

While Old Master Xu was still thinking about how to communicate with these savages, the other party had already spoken first.

Moreover, it speaks a pure Tang mandarin.

His words startled everyone present.

These people are truly extraordinary.

"The Frost Spirit?"

Old Master Xu asked tentatively when he thought of the records of the King of Taiping that he had seen.

"You know us?"

The Frost Spirit Clan who spoke was told of the origin of the old man Xu, and immediately looked over with a look of surprise, "Since you know our clan, you should understand that what I said is true!"

"You are so tall!"

Mr. Xu glared at him directly.

He only knows that these savages are Frost Spirits, they are not afraid of the cold, they believe in the **** of ice and snow, and they are afraid of heat.

As for anything else?

How the **** do you know!

As for what this person said, the blessing of the **** of ice and snow?

In his entire life, he also believed in God. This **** of ice and snow should be the same thing as those crooked and evil ways of Daomen. What is there to believe?

"I ask you, you are not staying in the extreme north, what are you doing here with us?"

Old Master Xu looked at each other with cold eyes, "You can either not tell or lie, but you, I heard, you Frost Spirits are more afraid of heat."

"You say, what if I throw you on the fire and bake it?"

Roasting over the fire?

Isn't this what it means to eat people alive?

Hearing the words of Mr. Xu, Tuoba Aofeng and the others all had strange expressions on their faces, obviously they all remembered the words that once raised the morale of the army in the city.

"I am the bloodline of the God of Ice and Snow. If you dare to disrespect me, God will punish you!"

Faced with the threat of Old Master Xu, this noble of the Frost Spirit Clan is very hard-hearted, and he is not afraid of Old Master Xu's threat.

"Hey, he's still a tough guy!"

Mr. Xu smiled and said, "You know, I have always liked tough people the most in my life."

"And hard-boned people, when they meet Lao Tzu, either they will be friends with Lao Tzu, or they will be broken by Lao Tzu's bones."

"What kind of person do you think you would be?"

Speaking, Mr. Xu has already reached out to hold the man's arm bone.

Then, click!

This Frost Spirit nobleman unfortunately became the latter.

No screams!

This aristocrat of the Frost Spirit is really tough.

It's just that Mr. Xu looked at the other party's expression and felt that something was wrong. This person doesn't seem to be afraid of pain.

(End of this chapter)