The election on the stage soon came to an end, and Ma Teng defeated many heroes and won.

Logically speaking, he should be the leader of the Qiang people.

However, there were many opposition voices below, led by Wuzhu.

"Talking words is something that Han talents make. We Qiang warriors should speak with their strength! Ma Teng, do you have this strength?" Wu Zhu said loudly, with a look of disdain on his face.

Ma Teng knew in his heart that his speech was just a formality. Most of the Qiang heroes who could win over him by verbal use were already under him or Song Jian and Han Sui. However, the powerful tribal leaders such as Wu Zhu and Yuewu will only surrender if they defeated them.

"Wuzhu, what do you want?"

Ma Teng asked in a deep voice.

Wu Zhu was not polite and immediately said, "Old rules, seize the flag!"

The so-called catching the flag means planting the flag of the Divine Sheep totem in the center of the arena, and then the tribes send warriors to fight. Whoever can pull out the flag and bring it back to their own field will be considered a victory.

"I agree!"

As soon as these words were said, they immediately received many heroic and handsome consent.

Ma Teng was not afraid and responded: "Okay, since everyone has no objection, then I will win the flag! But if I lose this time, don't act like that before and don't admit it."

"If anyone loses and refuses to admit his account, he will be raised by a bitch and will not die well in the future!"

Wu Zhu raised his three fingers and sweared in public. The other Qiang heroes and generals were helpless and had to follow him.

Afterwards, four Qianghan carried the flags and inserted the flags into the center of the arena. Seeing this, the heroes around them all retreated, leaving a large open space in the middle.

The rules are the same as usual. Each tribe produces twenty warriors, and weapons are not allowed to be used, and lives are not harmed.

Everyone present had no objection, so they returned to the camp to select the warriors.

After he strictly selected Ma Teng's tent, eighteen powerful Qiang Han people were screened out, and two of them were Han teenagers.

"Meng Qi, this time the flag-taking is of great importance. Don't let your father down!"

Ma Teng looked at the boy who was close to him and patted him on the shoulder, with an extremely solemn tone.

The young man was Ma Chao, and he was also the "Shenwei General" mentioned by the Qiang people. He has practiced martial arts since he was a child and has long surpassed Ma Teng's skills.

The eyebrows were full of heroic spirit and the answer was loud and loud: "Don't worry, father, you can't be afraid of these people with your child's ability. What's more, if you have Ling Ming's help, you must be able to capture it!"

After saying that, Ma Chao glanced at the older boy next to him.

The young man also hugged Ma Teng and said loudly: "Please don't worry, lord, we will seize the banner!"

Hearing this, Ma Teng laughed, as if he was sure to win.

Although Han Sui was unable to participate in the competition, he was not idle either.

He went to Song Jian’s camp, smiled on his face, but actually said maliciously: “King Song, if nothing unexpected happens, the winner of this time should be our Ma Teng brothers. It’s really a pleasure to be!”

“Is it really worth the pleasure?”

Song Jian drank a sip of wine, his face was as deep as water, and his little eyes were filled with cold light. He asked Han Sui. He was not a fool. Once Ma Teng became the leader of the Qiang people, his strength would increase greatly. Sooner or later, it would be impossible to swallow him.

"It seems that King Song doesn't want to see Ma Teng become the leader of the Qiang people. It just so happens that I don't want to see him."

Han Sui put away the temptation and his tone became serious.

"If you don't say secret words, what are you going to do? You might as well tell me."

Song Jian put down his wine glass and was too lazy to go around in circles. He didn't believe that Han Sui came to him to chat.

Among the three, the one who is the one who is most scheming is the one in front of him.

"There is a way to see if King Song has the courage." Han Sui smiled.

Song Jian looked over and his voice was very cold: "Say!"

Seeing that Song Jian took the bait, Han Sui talked about his plan.

"As far as I know, the Qiang people and heroes who came here did not bring many troops with them. If they seize the flag later, their attention will definitely be on the flag. The land of King Song is the territory of King Song. You just need to transfer the army to surround the place, kill these Qiang people and heroes, and everything will be done."

If these heroes become frustrated, even if Ma Teng successfully seizes the flag, he will become the commander of the bare hands.

The method is good, and it is also a great opportunity to destroy other tribes. But Song Jian was still hesitant, and he said to Han Sui: "Since Ma Teng wants to be the leader, he cannot sit idly and let us kill these Qiang leaders."

Han Sui obviously thought of this, and he drank the wine in the glass in one go, then put down the wine glass, and made a neck smear, with a sharp look in his eyes: "So, we did it together!"

Hearing this, Song Jian was shocked.

Ma Teng has many soldiers, more than 50,000 people, and is stationed in the north of Kuohan City. If you are fast, you can reach here in less than half a stick of incense sticks.

Song Jian didn't want to fight Ma Teng to the death at this time, and he would be able to fight to the death.

"Don't worry, King Song, I will be responsible for restraining Ma Teng's troops. Just let go of your hands and kill the people here. Afterwards, Ma Teng's troops will be added to five in two or one. What's the point?" Han Sui continued to bewitch.

At the same time, we also talked about the follow-up plan. After killing all the Qiang people and generals, we blamed the court, instigated the Qiang people from those tribes, and took over Liangzhou in one fell swoop!

At that time, Liangzhou will give it to Song Jian, and Han Sui will continue to fight against Guanzhong.

Faced with Han Sui's constant seduction, Song Jian finally couldn't help it and slapped his thigh hard, fucking him!

Not brave enough to win money!

The few partners had little impact on Song Jian.

After making an agreement with Song Jian, Han Sui returned to his own camp. At this time, there was still some time before the flag was seized.

He sent someone to call his adopted son Yan Xing into his tent.

Yan Xing first hugged Han Sui when he entered the tent, and then asked, "Entertainment Father, are you looking for me?"

Han Sui nodded, called Yan Xing to come and sit down, and told him very kindly: "I have already agreed to Haoshang from Shaodangqiang, and I will send you to join his camp later and help him seize the banner."

Yan Xing said "Yeah" before saying that he had no objection.

Then, Han Sui took out a pack of cloth from under the desk table and spread it out. Inside was a sharp-grained dagger.

"This is?"

Yan Xing was a little puzzled.

"You should hide this dagger well. Be careful. It is highly toxic. Once it pierces the skin, you will definitely die!"

Han Sui gently held the handle of the dagger, handed it to Yan Xing, and issued an order: "When you take the flag later, you can find the right opportunity to kill Ma Chao!"

As long as this General Shenweitian died, Ma Teng would do that.
Chapter completed!