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Chapter 1062: Typhon Disobeys Orders

"Damn it! This brainless bastard! Why can't he be more normal like Amur from the Longyao tribe!"

The veins on the back of Temujin's hand bulged as he gripped the whip. He stared at the shattered yurt a hundred steps away, and the dull sound of Ladon smashing the felt cloth was still ringing in his ears.

This brother who always liked to tie his snake-like hair into a crown was now embedded in the meadow like a puddle of mud, with his head drooping, just like a poplar forest struck by lightning.

"Brother Typhon! Are you crazy?"

Hydra, who was wrapped in the shadow of the nine-headed snake's aura, swung his wrist and roared. The dark blue aura dripped into the grass along his fangs, and green smoke rose with a sizzling sound.

Behind Cerberus beside him, a three-headed demon dog phantom formed by condensed energy had already appeared. The dark red hellfire energy rolled in the three throats of the phantom, but it never dared to spray towards the burly figure wrapped in black bear skin.

In front of them, the remains of a yurt suddenly exploded, and wood chips mixed with wool flew all over the sky.

Typhon walked out of the firelight holding a mace upside down. There were blue-black tattoos on his bare chest, which moved with his breathing like a living thing.

With every step he took, the grass made a dull sound like being hit by a heavy hammer, causing Temujin's mount to paw the ground restlessly with its front hooves.

"The Khan?"

Borshu held the scimitar at his waist, but Temujin raised his hand to stop him.

The Mongol lord narrowed his hawk-like eyes and looked at the bulging blood vessels on Typhon's neck that were running around like earthworms - even if this reckless man was unconsciously activating his own storm energy, the airflow around his body was so disturbed that the setting sun was deformed.

"Everyone get out of here!"

Typhon's roar shook the snow off the top of the tent, and he pointed at Temujin's nose and roared.

His voice stopped abruptly because Hydra suddenly pounced on him from behind, and the shadow of the Hydra that appeared behind him wrapped around his arms.

Cerberus on the side seized the opportunity and pounced forward. As soon as the hellfire energy touched Typhon's calf, it was shattered into sparks by the surging energy all over his body.

Typhon grabbed Cerberus by the scruff of the neck with one hand and threw him at Borchu's horse like a sack, shocking the old general so much that he rode his horse back three steps.

The Hydra shadow behind Hydra took the opportunity to open its bloody mouth, and its fangs were only an inch away from Typhon's throat, but there was a crisp "crack" sound - Typhon actually used his other hand to break off the Hydra shadow that was madly wrapping around his arm!
"Big brother!"

Hydra stepped back in horror, watching as Typhon's dark blue veins burrowed into his flesh like worms.

"Is that enough? Put down the mace if you're crazy enough!"

Temujin finally spurred his horse forward, his golden cloak fluttering in the strong wind.

Typhon turned his bloodshot eyes to the figure on horseback and let out a beast-like growl from his throat.

He suddenly swung his stick and smashed the ground, and the grass within a few feet rolled up, revealing the frozen black soil underneath.

A muffled groan of Ladon was heard in the dust storm. It turned out that the unlucky guy was lifted into the air by the air wave, and then Typhon grabbed his ankle in mid-air and swung him in a circle.

"presumptuous!"

Temujin's horsewhip was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, accurately wrapping around Typhon's wrist. The moment the two men fought, Hydra, Muqali and others suddenly jumped up at the same time.

Unexpectedly, the barbarian suddenly let go of the mace and dropped it, allowing it to fall to the ground and create a deep pit. He then wrapped his arms around Mu Huali's waist like an iron clamp, intending to break this wise general in half on the spot!
"enough!"

Temujin roared like thunder, and a faint golden aura suddenly rose from his body. He jumped off his horse, and his riding boots crushed the ice on the ground.

Typhon's Adam's apple rolled, and he wanted to say something, but in the end he just clenched his fists tighter. He saw the blood scabs on Temujin's boots. That was the moment when the two sides met, and his storm energy instantly caused damage to Temujin.

Genghis Khan would never leave his wounds exposed for more than a quarter of an hour. The fact that the blood scab had not yet fallen off could only mean that he was indeed a little angry.

"Tens of thousands of Longyao's soldiers have gathered in the birch forest."

"Saihan's Silver Wolf Flag is planted on the bank of the Black Water River. His 'Sky Arrow' archery team can shoot down the hawks flying freely in the sky above the grassland!"

Temujin suddenly changed the subject and looked over Typhon's shoulder into the depths of the grassland.

The atmosphere outside the yurt suddenly became stagnant, and everyone turned to Temujin.

They all knew that the Mongolian cavalry had been coveting the fat piece of meat of the Longyao tribe for several years!
Ever since Genghis Khan annexed the Northern Xiongnu and led the newly established Mongolian tribe to fight wars in the south and the north, they had long coveted the fertile land in the center of the grassland occupied by the Longyao tribe.

Fertile pastures, excellent horses, and legendary shamans who can predict the weather, any one of them is enough to drive the tribes of the grassland crazy!
"Look at what you look like again!"

Temujin pulled out a roll of parchment from the side bag of his warhorse and threw it on the ground. The moment the leaves were spread out, the densely packed red dots on the topographic map of northern Xinjiang stung Typhon's eyes.

"The Longyao tribe annexed three small and medium-sized tribes last night, and their wolf cavalry is less than 300 miles away from us."

"Amur's Heavenly Tribulation Staff has been sharpened, and is waiting to chop off your head and use it as a drinking vessel!"

Typhon's breathing stagnated, and his manic arrogance subsided a little. He loosened his hand that was pinching Ladon, and when he turned around, the strong wind caused Temujin's white hair to rustle.

Of course he knew the name of Amur - the war god Long Yao, who was known as the "Sky-high Eagle" and who once led 800 cavalrymen to defeat the 30,000 wolf troops of the Golden Wolf Tribe, another large grassland clan, on a full-moon night. Even the grassland wolves surrendered wherever the Heavenly Tribulation Staff pointed!

It was this person who repeatedly frustrated the Mongolian conquests under Temujin!

Last autumn, when the Longyao tribe had just come into contact with the Mongols, Amur had charged into the battle line alone, fought his way in and out of the Mongolian army seven times, and finally even abducted Mu Huali, one of the four heroes!

If it weren't for a local war god under Temujin who risked his arm to stop him, and if it weren't for Temujin commanding the Qiexue army and Jebe's archers who tried their best to intercept him, I'm afraid the entire Mongolian tribe would have lost face!

It was precisely for this reason that, after witnessing Amur's unrivaled dominance on the battlefield, Temujin was so tolerant of Typhon, a ceiling god of war who also possessed the ultimate in energy.

Temujin took a deep breath and stared at this unruly subordinate, with a cold flash in his eyes - ever since Typhon brought his generals and war god-level brothers to the Mongolian tribe, this reckless man has been like a double-edged sword, causing Temujin a lot of headaches.

But his bravery is unmatched, especially after seeing the heroic performance of the "Sky-high Eagle" of the Longyao tribe on the battlefield, he needs the sharp blade of Typhon even more!
"The Khan means..."

Typhon wiped the kumis from the corner of his mouth, and the Qi flowed slowly through his body, and his exaggerated muscles calmed down at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Temujin dismounted from his horse, and his black cloak left a winding black trail on the snow.

"As long as you can kill Amur, the whole grassland will sing your name!"

He paused, bent down and picked up a piece of broken stone. Under the infusion of strong energy, the stone turned into golden powder and fell to the ground.

"Great Khan... Don't worry, I will definitely kill that Amur for you!"

Typhon took a deep breath, and the violent aura on his body gradually subsided. He looked into Temujin's deep eyes, suddenly knelt on one knee, and punched his chest heavily with his left fist.
"It's just Khan, is Amur really that powerful?"

When he lowered his head, he caught a glimpse of Hydra and others who seemed to want to say something but hesitated, and the anger that he had just suppressed rose up again.

(End of this chapter)