He happily rode his horse.

His injuries were healed, and Anuti rewarded him with a good BMW, so he went crazy.

Lao Cheng curled his lips.

"Isn't it just that there is a good horse? As for it, he has run so many laps, and he really has no knowledge."

Lou Si smiled and said, "Don't be as good as him. The injury is just right, so let him have fun."

Old Cheng snorted lightly.

A trace of curve appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he was also very happy to see the situation at that time when he was sweating.

"Puchi, puchi."

Old Cheng's face changed and he cursed.

"Savage, please stay away from me."

The breath of the white horse sprayed on Lao Cheng's cheek. Lao Cheng hid back, but his chasing was reluctant to leave, and his rampant laughter was transmitted from the air.

"Old Cheng, let you say bad things to me in your back."

Although Old Cheng is fat, he has agile posture when running, but how can he run with his legs beat BMW?

"Don't poke my ass."

"Aiya."

Lao Cheng's pain came from afar.

Lou Si shook her head gently, her cheeks filled with smiles. She was such a natural enemy, and she had to accept it.

Return to the military camp and train.

Lou Si turned his horse's head and left with a dada.

......

A restaurant.

Bahanna sat opposite Lao Cheng.

The table was filled with all kinds of food, including chicken, duck, fish and meat, and it was very rich.

The sweating man pulled out a chicken leg, and just chewed it, and wanted to pick up another chicken leg, so Lao Cheng hurriedly stepped forward to grab it.

"Hey, don't be too tempted. You've eaten one, and this one must be left for me."

Bahan glared at his eyes: "What's the reason? I invited the meal today. I still need your consent to eat. Let go."

Old Cheng was also unwilling to admit defeat and stared at him.

Slap the table.

"By the way, although you invited this meal, I'll be in charge of it."

It’s also straightforward to sweat.

The two of them stared at each other with big eyes and straightened their necks.

Not like a noble at all.

After a long time, the two of them laughed and sat down.

When I sweated, I pulled my clothes on my chest and felt like I had a life of surviving a disaster. I said, "It's not easy, it's finally gone. Seeing you guys going to war, I've been sleeping hard all day long, it's a pity."

Lao Cheng curled his lips: "You have grown ten kilograms of meat, isn't it good to eat?"

"Hey, our place is not good. We are idle all day long and have nothing to do. The Bactricians have no courage at all and they are defeated without much effort. Think about it...."

The sweating man lowered his head and said in a voice: "I have heard of it, [Omitted 100,000 words here], is it true or false, can King Se really bear it?"

Lao Cheng: "That Hunman King is so tolerant that he has no desire to beat him. Really, those rumors are true."

Lao Cheng raised his eyelids.

"What did you say this to do?"

Bahan's face looked a little embarrassed.

"It's not my girl yet. I sent someone to send a letter yesterday to ask me to look at Anuti."

"Yilin?"

"Yes, I don't know where she got the news. I said that if a similar situation occurs in the future, I will not be able to spare me. What do you think has something to do with me? It's obviously Anuti's own business, and I still have to take care of me. Can I control him?"

"If you want me to tell me, your girl is in need of training. When you are taken away by Prince Anuti in the future, you will be honest."

The sweat nodded.

"Yes, come on, have a drink."

The two found a consensus.

.........

Tocharian tribe.

"drive!"

A girl wearing tight short-sleeved armor rode a brown war horse and ran on a prairie at a speed. In the distance, there were countless escaped men.

She was calm and composed, but her two willow-leaf eyebrows were chilling, and there was a strong sense of chilling in her eyes.

"Swoosh."

A sharp arrow shot out quickly.

A sect who had no time to escape fell to the ground in an instant.

She hadn't stopped yet, but continued to move forward.

The girl led not many people, only a few dozen riders, but there were thousands of tribes in front of her.

These tribes were already scared and ran quickly without any intention of resisting.

......

"Jiang."

There was a little bit of radiance in the girl's eyes, and she opened lightly: "How?"

The visitor reported respectfully: "All the thieves were wiped out, and no one fled."

Ji Tian is equivalent to the princess of the Central Plains.

This girl is the flower of Tochar, Yilin, and the sister of Bahanna.

Yilin said something lightly.

Then turn over and get on the horse.

Leaving.

She quickly came to a large tent, which was a warm valley, the base camp of the Tochar tribe today.

“Jiang ~”

Many people said respectfully along the way.

Yilin just nodded slightly and walked quickly into the big tent.

In the big tent, a man with a national face was seen holding an ancient book in his hand and reading with relish. After seeing Yilin walking in, he just took a light look and then looked at it again.

"Here I'm back."

The man with a national face said lazily.

Yilin showed a sweet smile, looked around, and complained: "You can't do anything else. How did you do these books you snatched from here all day long."

"Like other tribe leaders, they often play with women. You stay in tents all day without caring about the affairs of the tribe. If this continues, how can our tribe survive?"

The man with a national face is Yilin's father and the leader of the Tochar tribe. He said leisurely: "With you and your brother, I don't have to worry about it."

"You, you have to read more, don't fight and kill all day, and don't want a woman at all."

Yilin glared: "What's wrong with the woman?"

"Women can't go to the battlefield. Many women in the tribe can fight and kill, why can't I?"

The man with a Chinese face rubbed his eyebrows and smiled bitterly: "Stop, stop, stop, you are right, you are wrong for your father."

Yilin snorted coldly.

"But now the reform of the Great Yuezhi is vigorous and looks good. It is said to be a text founded by Anuti, you..."

The man with a national face looked at Yilin with a meaningful look.

"He doesn't necessarily like to fight and kill women."

Yilin blinked her eyes, looking like she couldn't understand.

The man with a national face lowered his head and did not speak.
To be continued...