"General, military supervisor." A knight rode his horse and ran to the bottom of the slope, slamming the war horse. "The Buffalo tribe and the Eagle tribe have fought. Prince Batu has gone. Please go over and take a look."

Liang Xiao smiled bitterly: "Look, these guys don't have a time to live. Xu Jun, think slowly, I'll go."

Xu Le smiled and said, "Go, go, Batu is afraid it won't be able to handle it, so you still have to come forward."

"It's not me who came forward, it's us Han people who came forward." Liang Xiao smiled slightly and kicked the war horse. Mingzhu stepped out of his four hooves and ran away lightly. Seeing this, Tu Niuer and Pang Shuo followed with the Greek knights, scattered around, and galloped down the slope. The hooves were very loud and brisk.

On the hillside, a clear and loud singing sounded, and a shepherd girl was showing her love to the young man from the big man. After hearing this, the golfers joked with each other, their chests were raised higher, and their shouts were louder.

After killing Yiwuer, Liang Xiao did not continue to attack, but instead stationed on the spot and began to rest.

The weather is getting warmer and it is not suitable for fighting. Moreover, after several months of long journeys, war horses also need to recover their strength. The snow water melts, and water is found on the dry riverbed, grass on both sides grows out, grass on the hillside is growing, and even grasslands on the hillside are restored to life. It is a good time for war horses to raise them.

This turned out to be the pasture of the Yuezhi people. Aliusu was shot and killed by Tianlang. The Yuezhi tribe suffered heavy losses and his strength dropped sharply. He suddenly became a third- and fourth-rate character, and even the pasture was occupied by people. Now that Batu has returned and has regained his strength, he naturally has to take back the pasture, but his strength is not enough, so he has to turn to Liang Xiao for help.

Liang Xiao naturally had no choice but to take advantage of the remaining power of killing Yiwuer, and he ordered the tribes to hand over some of the ranches. However, he did not fully meet Batu's requirements. After all, other tribes must survive, so it is better for everyone to live in harmony. Although Maqi was not very satisfied, facing reality, he could only accept Liang Xiao's suggestions.

With Xu Le's mediation, the tribes successively surrendered to the Han Dynasty, sent envoys and protons, and followed the caravan to Chang'an with the caravan. At the same time, they provided some elite knights according to Liang Xiao's request, and were commanded by Liang Xiao.

Confiscation of force is a very sensitive thing, but Liang Xiao handled it very safely. He did not take all the soldiers into existence, but carefully selected a portion, with a total of less than 500 people. The tribes with more people were dozens, only a dozen, or even only a few, which almost did not affect the safety of each tribe.

Gradually, the voice of opposition became weaker, but the favorability quickly heated up. There were countless Qiang girls who wanted to be romantic all night with these Han teenagers. Wherever the Han teenagers appeared, enthusiastic singing would sound.

Liang Xiao curled his lips. "A bunch of sexy little rams! Be careful when hiking the ravine, don't be wiped by someone's neck."

The golfers laughed. "Don't worry, we are careful, never act alone. After these months of training, unless Tianlang comes in person, no one can set a trap for us. Besides, you think they are all fools. If we hadn't won the clean and neat exercises for several times and beat the self-righteous Qiang people to the point of bruising their noses and swollen eyes, how could they have the chance to get into the ravine with them?"

Liang Xiao nodded with satisfaction, it seemed that the special combat training during this period was quite effective.

They walked around the two hillsides and stopped in front of an oasis. Batu, Maqi had arrived with a dozen knights, but the people from the Bison Tribe and the Eagle Tribe had no intention of quitting. They were still holding weapons and staring at them, looking like they were about to start fighting. Batu blushed, but Maqi's face turned as if they were ashen, and they turned their faces to the point of starting a fight. Hearing the sound of horse hooves, they all turned their faces, and the people from the two tribes gave in one way.

Liang Xiao passed through the crowd, came straight into the crowd, and shook the horse whip. "Please ask the two leaders to speak closer and the others retreat."

"Can you solve the problem?" a tall man shouted in the crowd of the Buffalo tribe.

Liang Xiao glanced at him and turned his eyes to Mo Su, the leader of the Buffalo tribe. "Is this your person?"

Mo Su nodded quickly. "General, he is a newly surrendered. If you don't know the rules, don't mind."

"I don't mind." Liang Xiao's face sank. "But if everyone interrupts so casually, how can I mediate? He is new, and you are new, and I see me the first day?"

Mo Su froze his face and didn't speak.

Seeing this, Liang Xiao knew that Mo Su was dissatisfied and intended to see his joke. He snorted: "Kill."

"Here." Tu Niu'er responded, separated the crowd and walked towards the big man. The people from the Buffalo tribe all scattered to both sides, but the big man didn't move. While clenching his fists, twisting his neck, and preparing for activities, he hummed disdainfully. He was a taller than Tu Niu'er and was not afraid of Tu Niu'er at all. If he could knock Tu Niu'er over, he could also receive a reward.

Just as the man was thinking about what to gain, Tu Niuer came to him, without saying anything, and then punched him. The man laughed, opened his palm and greeted him, preparing to grab Tu Niuer's fist, twist it against the trend, and stop Tu Niuer.

The fists and palms intersected, and with a crisp "pop", the smile on the strong man's face quickly disappeared. He screamed, hugged his palm, and took two steps back. His left palm was stumbled backwards, and his five fingers drooped weakly. The metacarpal bones and arm bones were broken by Tu Niuer's punch, making him sweat profusely.

Tu Niuer's expression remained unchanged. He rushed up and hit the strong man's lower abdomen. The strong man bent down in pain. Tu Niuer reached out to grab his loose hair, pulled out the sheath, and cut off his neck with one knife.

Blood shot out, and the strong man covered his neck, stared at his eyes, and fell to the ground.

Tu Niuer wiped the blood from him, and even put the knife into the sheath, looking around calmly. "Who else?"

The people of the Buffalo tribe were shocked and looked at each other, and no one dared to speak. They all knew the strength of this strong man, but they were cut off their necks without even a round in front of this man. Who would dare to make things boring?

Mo Su's face changed drastically. "June, this..."

"You can't control it, I'll control it for you." Liang Xiao smiled. "Tell me, why are you here again today? As far as I know, this has always been the farmland of the Eagle Tribe, and your pasture is still dozens of miles away."

Mo Su hesitated for a moment. "General, I have recently accepted some prisoners. The ranch is too small and I want to grow some food and supplement it. I wonder if the general can help me solve it?"

"Where did the prisoners come from?" Liang Xiao turned over and dismounted. Huang Ruo, the leader of the Eagle Tribe, hurriedly followed and said, "General, what he said was that the prisoners were those who fled to the mountains after being defeated by the general. Now they can't stand hunger and escape again."

"So which tribe is from?"

"I don't know, but I don't think I'm from the Nanshan area."

Liang Xiao sat down on a stone and waved to Mo Su. Mo Su hesitated for a moment and followed him. His guard wanted to follow him, but was stopped by Pang Shuo. Pang Shuo didn't say anything, but just stared at these people with big eyes, making them creepy and anxious.

Liang Xiao shook his horse whip, drooped his eyelids, and said carelessly: "Mo Su, if I want to kill you, can you escape?"

Mo Su gritted his teeth, pondered for a while, and shook his head. He turned around and waved his hand, signaling the guards to retreat and not to anger Liang Xiao and his men, and to make things boring. He walked up to Liang Xiao and bowed respectfully.

"General, I am reckless. But I really have no choice. Please forgive me."

"I can't say there is no way before I say there is no way." Liang Xiao sneered: "I think Xu Jianjun should tell you very clearly. If you have any problems, the first thing you think of should be to report to Xu Jianjun and ask him to dispatch it in a unified manner to avoid conflicts with each other. If you receive prisoners, there is not enough food. Why don't you tell Xu Jianjun and ask him to help solve the problem, but you want to rob the farmland of the Eagle Tribe?"

"this……"

Liang Xiao's voice became even more severe. "Do you think Xu Jianjun cannot command the Eagle Tribe, or do you not take Xu Jianjun seriously at all?"

"No...I dare." Mo Sukhan was raining.

Liang Xiao called Huang Ruo to the front. "You said, if Xu Jianjun asked you to give up this arable land, would you agree?"

Huang Ruo smiled and said, "Of course I will agree. Xu Jianjun is fair. If he asks me to give up this arable land, he will definitely compensate me elsewhere. He never lets us suffer losses. I believe in him and the general."

Liang Xiao stared at Mo Su. "Did you hear it?"

"Listen... I heard." Mo Su's legs softened and he fell to the ground with a plop.

"I know very well what kind of person you, Mo Su. I have been getting along well before, but suddenly there is a change. I'm afraid it's not as simple as a whim. Let's talk about it, what's going on, and where did these prisoners come from?"

Mo Su rolled his eyes and whispered. Seeing this, Liang Xiao understood in his heart. "North of the desert, from the Tianshan area?"

Mo Su nodded repeatedly.

“How many people are there?”

"More than one hundred are all strong men, with weapons and horses."

Liang Xiao's heart skipped a beat. "Where are the people?"

“In the summer field.”

Liang Xiao took out an arrow and handed it to Huang Ruo. "Huang Ruo, thank you for your hard work, take the warriors of your tribe, go to the summer field of the Buffalo tribe, pass my order, and capture the more than one hundred people. If the Buffalo tribe dares to resist and slaughter them together, you can take half of the spoils."

"Okay!" Huang Ruo was overjoyed, turned around and left, gathered more than 300 cavalry from the tribe, and rushed out.

Mo Sukhan was raining, but he did not dare to say anything. There were more than 300 people in his tribe, but most of them were preparing to compete with the Eagle Tribe here. There were only one hundred people in the Xiachang, and it was to monitor the more than 100 elite prisoners. Huang Ruo took Liang Xiao's arrow, and his people would definitely not dare to move, so he could only watch the prisoners being captured or killed.

"Do you want to follow me?" Liang Xiao looked at Mo Su.

After a moment of hesitation, Mo Su shook his head repeatedly.

"You are smart." Liang Xiao smiled and said, "Get up. You should thank me today. If I don't help you get rid of these people, in a few days, it may be who the Buffalo tribe is. Do you think the treasures will be lost in the sky for no reason, and more than one hundred elites will belong to you? What is the worthy life of your Buffalo tribe?"

Mo Su's face became paler and his eyes became more and more frightened. As the leader of the Buffalo tribe, if he could not smell the conspiracy, he would have died long ago. After understanding the key points, Mo Su's eyes became more respectful. "General, what do you mean..."

"This is the bait that someone feeds you, can't you even see it?"

"General, I know it's bait, but who is setting me a trap?"

"This is not simple. You will know when Huang Ruo captures those people." Liang Xiao showed a mysterious smile. "I guess, Ten* is related to Tianlang, and maybe it will involve the Wusun people. Do you believe it or not? If you don't believe it, let's make a bet."

Mo Su didn't say anything, and the sweat on his face became more and more, and he couldn't wipe it clean no matter how hard he wiped it.

Wu Qiang, above a green mountain.

Wu Dan put down his bow, tilted his body, and threw the stone on his shoulder to the ground. Sweat slid down from the black skin, and the knotted muscles rolled under the skin, full of strength.

Wu Dan gasped. After practicing hard for half an hour, he shot out five hundred arrows. He had exhausted all his strength. Now even a child can push him to the ground. But he couldn't rest. After adjusting for a little, he still had to continue practicing.

Shooting a thousand arrows every day is his essential homework during this period.

A guard came over, holding a tray in his hand. There was nothing else in the tray, only bloody sheep liver. Wu Dan frowned, but he still picked up a short knife, cut a piece of sheep liver into his mouth, chewing it in big mouthfuls. Blood dripped from the corner of his mouth and dripped it down his chest, flowing down his plump chest muscles, looking a little scary.

A personal guard came over from a distance and placed a wooden board in front of Wu Dan. Wu Dan took a look, and even before he could see the numbers carefully, he became furious. He knocked the tray containing sheep liver to the ground with one palm, stood up, took the wooden board, and folded it into two sections.

"How is it possible, how is it possible?"

The two personal guards were so scared that they were no longer looking, and they knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly.

"Impossible, impossible." Wu Dan's eyes were red and she was turning back and forth like a mad dog. "No, no, I have to continue practicing, I have to continue practicing, I have to do it every hit, I can, I can." Slowly, his voice weakened. He held his head, squatted aside, and sobbed in pain. "Great Wizard, where are you? I need you, I need you. Without you, I can't do it, I can't do it."

On the hillside above his head, behind a black boulder, the great wizard looked at Wu Dan with pity and cried with tears in his head.

"If you want to obtain amazing skills, you will suffer inhumane suffering. King, no one can help you except God and yourself."

She took two steps back, stepped on the rugged gravel, and was steadily like walking on flat ground. After a while, she disappeared among the mountains.

Wu Dan stopped crying, raised his head, looked at the target that had just stood up in the distance, was silent for a moment, walked to the sheep liver that fell on the ground, picked up a piece of sheep liver, stuffed it into his mouth, and slowly chewed it.

Then, he picked up the bow again—
Chapter completed!