...

After listening to Zhuge Zhi's proposal, Liu Ce tapped his fingertips and thought carefully for a while. After about half a quarter of silence, he finally made a decision.

"If Kashizawa Maru sends people to negotiate with this military governor, your plan can be considered. Kashizawa Maru occupys a large area of ​​sea in the South Ocean and is undoubtedly sitting on a huge treasure. The military governor's office may be able to obtain something from him that we cannot get now..."

Seeing Liu Ce agreeing, Zhuge Zhi smiled faintly. He was quite happy to follow such an ambitious and strategic valiant.

"But, will this Bozemao come to Liaodong to intervene in this matter?" Liu Ce muttered in confusion.

Zhuge Zhi said confidently: "Yes, my subordinates believe that Bozemaru will definitely not miss such a favorable thing, but now he must be waiting and waiting until the situation in Liaodong is clear before making a choice..."

Liu Ce immediately said: "Then let the Intelligence Department spread the news overseas. Just say that the situation in Liaodong is clear. Let's see if Kazuzemaru will make the right choice..."

Upon hearing this, Zhuge Zhi stood up and said to Liu Ce, "Since the military governor has made a decision, my subordinates will go and make arrangements..."

After saying that, Zhuge Zhi leisurely left the hall and walked out of the palace gate.

After dealing with these things, Liu Ce stretched his waist, leaned hard against the cushion behind him, closed his eyes and pinched the tip of his nose.

"Huo Qing, I have created the conditions for you. Please consider the rest yourself. I hope you can continue to be impressive..."

At this moment, Liu Ce's thoughts had floated to the pasture outside the border in early spring.

...

February 27th, the eastern plains of Xingling...

"Sigh..."

On the endless grass, six alien tribes were using their four legs together, running towards the horizon on the horizon.

The six people all looked fearful, their faces were extremely frightened, and they looked back at the road they came, as if there was a terrible monster behind them chasing them...

"Can't run..." A messy alien man held a rock with one hand and said panting, "I can't run anymore. They... they shouldn't chase after him... rest... rest for a while..."

His words attracted the recognition of other Hu people. They all stopped, collapsed on the ground, gasping for breath.

Only one alien Hu people with half of their shoulder blades exposed and three scars on their faces said to them with a hoarse voice: "No...can't stop...that group...that group has...horse...once they find traces, we...we are all done..."

A Hu man with a tuft of hair on his head shook his hand and replied to the scar man: "Lan Zhan, we have been running for a day and a night. Those black-armored cavalry cannot catch up with us. Moreover, our tribe is gone, where should we go?"

Lan Zhan tried hard to swallow his saliva, pointed to a mountain in the distance in the east and said, "We can probably find the Sushen tribe, I think they should accept us..."

Several Hu people looked in the direction Lan Zhan pointed, and when they saw the outline of the mountain he was pointing, they looked full of discouragement.

"It's too far away. Without a horse, it's impossible for us to run there with our legs alone! Besides, it's still unknown whether the Sushen tribe behind the mountain is the tribe of the Sushen people..." A Hu man said in a heavy tone.

Lan Zhan said angrily: "Then are you willing to become slaves to those Central Plains people and be driven like pigs and dogs for the rest of your life?"

When a bunch of Mao heard this, his eyes suddenly turned red and tears fell from his eyes: "I miss my mother, she is almost seventy, and now she is in the hands of those terrible cavalrymen. I don't know how she is..."

There was also a bald man who was also moved by the scene and cried bitterly with his head in his arms: "Don't say it, your mother is seventy after all, and she is content with her life for most of her life. But my daughter is just thirteen years old. What kind of torture will she suffer if she is caught by those people?"

Another Hu man fell head-on on the lawn, looked at the blue sky, and howled with a sad face, "Mother of the Earth, what's wrong? Have you abandoned your believers? Why did you bring such a terrible disaster to our tribe?"

Seeing that Lan Zhan's companions were almost broken, the men were crying like women, and suddenly pulled up a bunch of hair and shouted loudly:

"Enough! Stop crying! What's there to cry one by one? As long as we live, we will one day seek revenge for those people. Before that, we should survive, get up, and continue running~"

"Xilulu..."

"Hada..."

At this moment, a sound of horse hooves trembling deep in their souls sounded.

The Hu people stopped crying and stood up with disbelief on their faces. They suddenly felt their heartbeats accelerate, and a suffocation swelled up their chests.

"Hurry, run, they, they found us~"

Lan Zhan roared heart-wrenchingly, and kept pulling up his companion who was stunned to continue running away.

“Ah~”

A bunch of hair shook off Lan Zhan's hand and howled in a collapse.

"I won't run away, I'm willing to be slaves for them~ I've had enough of this kind of life that is worse than death. As long as I can spare me, I'll be willing to be a dog~"

Lan Zhan looked at a tuft of hair with disbelief. It was never expected that such words would be said from him.

A bunch of hair is also a famous warrior in the tribe. He once fought with a tiger without losing his temper. He even killed a blood wolf, known as the evil god of the grassland.

But now, this warrior who once made the tribe feel proud has completely lost his wolf nature in front of a team of cavalrymen that appeared in the distance and is willing to be a dog for people?

Thinking of this, Lan Zhan grabbed a tuft of hair, raised his hand and slapped him in the face, and said loudly: "What nonsense are you talking about? All the tribes in our grassland are descendants of wolves. Are you actually thinking about being a dog for people to survive now?"

He shook Lan Zhan away with a handful of hair and shouted: "What kind of wolf descendants? I am a human, not a beast. I miss my mother, I miss my Tajir, I miss my children, I want to live even more. Please don't add these empty titles to me anymore. I am not as great as you think!"

After saying that, a bunch of hair immediately raised her arms, knelt on the ground, and kept worshiping the cavalry approaching from afar, muttering constantly: "Neither master, your servant knows that he is wrong, please forgive me, I am willing to be a cow and a horse for you, just ask you to give your humble servant a way out..."

The others, infected by a tuft of hair, followed suit and knelt on the ground and worshiped piously. Their posture was like a dog wagging its tail and begging for mercy...

“Ah~~”

Seeing this scene, Lan Zhan's spirit collapsed instantly, and he roared to the sky and howled.

"Mother of the Earth! Why is this? Why do your people would rather be dogs than be ferocious wolves? Could it be that the black-armored cavalry have used magic to turn all wolves into dogs?"

Lan Zhan was filled with tears, looking at the scared tribe members, and closed his eyes in despair.

"Xilulu..."

The horse's breath sounded closer and closer, and dozens of steps away, a row of twenty black black armored cavalry wearing Shura masks wrapped their bodies in the heavy riding armor, holding a one-meter-long ring-headed sword, gradually approaching them.

The top of the iron helmets of the cavalry were all filled with two fluttering feathers. On the belly of the cavalry, these bloody sacks were hung, filled with the bloody ears of the Hu people...

"Escape? Can you escape?"

The leader of the horse shot a cold gaze from the pupils of the face armor, ignored the Hu people who were kneeling down and bowing. He just slowly raised the ring-shou steel knife forged by manganese ore and ordered the iron cavalry behind him to rush over.

"No~Master, forgive me..."

When a tuft of hair looked at the terrible cold cold front in his eyes, he did not think of resisting at all. He just thought that he was not pious enough to repent and kept bowing to them.

However, the surging cavalry did not have a trace of sympathy, and the ruthless soldiers were not moved by their humility...

"Puchi...Puchi..."

A piece of metal slashed across the body echoed in my ears, bringing up blood like goose feathers and sprinkling on this wilderness.

A tuft of hair was the first to be hit, and half of his head was cut open by a sharp blade, and the broken flesh instantly dyed the lawn under his knees red.

He still raised his arms high until his death, maintaining his kneeling position. After shaking his body for a while, he fell heavily on the soft lawn...

Twenty cavalry swept by like a storm. Except for Lan Zhan, all the Hu people were cut off by this team of cavalry and had no corpses...

After the bloody and brief massacre, the cavalry led the horse forward and pressed the blood-stained ring-headed knife against his neck, making a hoarse sound inherent in metal from behind the face armor.

"Why don't you kneel?"

Lan Zhan raised his head and stared at the terrifying mask, shouting loudly in Huyu: "You group of lowly sheep, want me, Lan Zhan, to beg for mercy to you? Dream!"

"Very good, it's worthy of the blood of the grassland tribe. I admire you very much..." The Xuan Armor Knight put his sword on his back and laid it on the saddle. "Warriors, you should have the way of death of a warrior, and you can't be like your group of companions who are greedy for life and fear of death."

As soon as the Xuanjia Cavalry finished speaking, he waved his left hand with leather gloves gently, and the next moment, two horse gauntlets were immediately thrown out, fixing his neck tightly.

"Start, as long as you hit the rock opposite you will not die, I will let you go..."

"Well~"

“Uh~”

Lan Zhan was about to say something, but suddenly felt his neck tightening. Then he heard a war horse's neighing cry. He lay on the ground with his back on the sky, and his body was dragged against the ground under the galloping of the war horse.

“Uh~”

Lan Zhan only felt difficulty breathing, and a strong wind whistled in his ears. His hands could instinctively hold the rope in front of his neck tightly.

Just as he opened his mouth and rolled his eyes, he suddenly felt that there seemed to be pressure coming from his head. At a critical moment, he turned around miraculously and tried hard to stand up, but he did not expect a huge rock in front of him, and he couldn't help but dilate his pupils...

"Bang~"

With a roar, Lan Zhan hit the rock hard, leaving behind a pool of deep red blood and cracked spider web patterns...

"call……"

The leader of the black armored iron cavalry exhaled a breath of turbid air from the breathable hole, and then took off the armor on his face. It turned out to be Bai Qi's young handsome face.

He patted the bloody ears beside Ma and said loudly: "Okay, all the seventy-three people who escaped this time were killed. Cut off their ears. It's time to go back and fight Commander Huo to defeat him!"

"Oh um~~"
Chapter completed!