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Outside the frontier in early spring, the ice and snow melted, and all things revived. The grasslands and lands in winter were dormant, and they once again showed vitality.

The grass buried deep in the mud is rushing to break out of the ground. After more than a month of growth, the grassland once again showed a lush and lush scene.

All kinds of rare beasts also walked out of their caves in an appropriate manner, and felt the pleasant time under the scorching spring sun, adding a lot of poetry and painting to the long-silent prairie...

On the twilight grass, two fat gray rabbits were gnawing with their ears drooping and gnawing on a long grass, as close as a couple. Suddenly, their ears stood up and ran to the sides in the next breath. The grey grass that gnawing on half fell to the ground...

"Hurry...Run quickly, the Great Zhou territory is ahead. As long as we step over, we can go home. Don't relax, keep running..."

But the grass that the rabbit had gnawed before was stepped on by a pair of big feet covered with blood sores. On the grassland, a middle-aged man in ragged clothes was carrying a fifteen or sixteen-year-old flower girl, followed by more than a dozen men and women with shabby clothes. At this moment, their faces turned pale and panting, and their foreheads were covered in cold sweat. It was obviously caused by a long journey.

But they didn't dare to stop their steps, because in the distance behind them, there was a team of savage and fierce alien cavalry chasing him...

The cavalry were all wearing armor, holding painted scimitars in their hands, and they were free and easy to put on their shoulders. There was an excellent rhinoceros hornet arch hanging behind them. On one side of the horse's body, there was a spear nearly three meters long. The horses under their crotch were strong and powerful. You could tell at a glance that they were the best grassland war horses. Although they only had twenty cavalry, they had a terrifying name - the Monroe Iron Cavalry!

How strong are the Monroe cavalry? Since the establishment and rise of the Monroe Empire, there has been no defeat once. The Great Zhou army has suffered a lot. The terrible record of using 5,000 Monroe cavalry to wipe out 200,000 elite troops from outside the Great Zhou were terrified!

Many veterans of the border army vaguely remember that when the Monroe poured the entire vehicle loaded with soldiers on the expedition under the pass, the suffocation and oppression of the feeling of coming to the Avici Hell made them wake up from nightmares for countless nights and couldn't sleep for a long time...

The Monroe people and the great Zhou sages had always had an eternal pain in their hearts. In order to seek peace for a while, how much wealth they had worked hard to create? How many young girls were sent away like flowers and jade? How many harmonious families were destroyed? Faced with the nomadic empire at its peak, the farming civilization was destined to be able to neigh and whine under the roaring horse hooves and the butcher knife that was blazing with cold light?

At present, it seems like this...

"It's almost here. Everyone should work harder. The pass of my Great Zhou is ahead. As long as we enter it, we will be safe..."

The middle-aged man running wildly with a girl on his back led his group to climb over a small hill. When the huge pass that blocked the alien cavalry from going south appeared in his eyes, he couldn't help but burst into tears.

"Dad... Are we here? Are we finally going home..."

The girl lying on the back of the middle-aged man heard his father's words, slowly opened her closed eyes and asked weakly.

The middle-aged man replied, "Girl, it's coming soon, hold on for a while, and after entering the gate, we will return to the Great Zhou. Those Monroe will never hurt us anymore. Girl, hold on..."

"Well..." The girl on her back responded softly, and her eyes that were originally deadly radiated a glimmer of hope again.

"Keep going, don't stop!"

The middle-aged man yelled at the people following behind him, then shrugged his back hard, making sure that his daughter would not fall off his back, and then moved his already stiff feet towards the front gate again.

But the Monroe cavalry who were chasing them behind them still rode their horses leisurely, as if they were teasing the prey that could be successful at any time.

"Shuler, look at the group of sheep, you're about to run to the border of Zhou. Are you not in a hurry?"

"Seratu, why are you panic? The stirrup is really good. Prince Murong is indeed extremely smart..."

The two leaders of the Monroe cavalry, who were slow to ride, had a dark face and looked extremely ugly. Facing the escaped Zhou slaves, there was no panic on their faces. Instead, they smiled and discussed the convenience brought by the stirrups newly equipped on the war horses and the iron blocks (horsehoes) nailed to the horse's hooves.

Shuler patted the horse's head and smiled and said to Seratu: "With these, I, the Iron Cavalry of Monroe, can really dominate the world in the future. I no longer have to worry about the damage to the horse's hooves. I can shoot arrows on the horse's back as stable as a rock..."

Upon hearing this, Seratu said with great concern: "Yes, with these two things, our war horses can fight thousands of miles and never slacken. No one in the world can stop us anymore. Prince Murong is really a genius..."

In fact, these saddles, horseshoes and stirrups were all the clues of the horses that were killed in the Jizhou army when Liu Ce conquered northern Hebei last year. He then reported his discoveries to Tuoba Hongye. After practice, it was soon popularized among his own cavalry. Moreover, the talent of the nomadic races gave them a unique talent for cavalry. With the help of stirrups and horseshoes, the unique armored cavalry of Jingwei Camp was quickly reorganized by them.

When the first batch of 8,000 equipped iron cavalry, who were equipped without fear of the swords and arrows, passed by and swept away all the obstacles in front of him, Tuoba Hongye smiled with satisfaction...

"Okay, Shule, stop being too slow. The sheep are about to reach Xuanwu Pass. If they want to enter the pass and escape, Prince Yuwen may punish us..." Seeing that the slaves running away in front of him were getting further and further away, Seratu couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Shule laughed and said, "Seratu, you and I are the Legend of the Condor Heroes in front of Prince Yuwen. If I let these sheep slip away, what are the faces of embroidering the red banners?

Let them run for a while. I like watching the despairy look of those sheep when they think they catch hope but are immediately destroyed and fall into a desperate situation. It is really pleasing to the eye..."

Seratu shook his head helplessly: "I really don't understand what you are thinking, but what you said makes sense. Anyway, no one can escape the prey from our The Legend of the Condor Heroes!"

Twenty cavalry continued to slowly move towards more than a dozen Central Plains people in front of them. Even though they had reached the Great Peripheral Pass, they did not show any panic, because the weakness of the Great Zhou soldiers had been imprinted in their bones...

"Here, here, finally, girl, we are saved..."

More than ten steps away from the huge Xuanwu Pass, the exhausted middle-aged man put down his daughter on his back and couldn't help but kneel in front of the closing door. The rest of his accompanying efforts also shed tears of excitement...

After many days and nights, they have been ravaged and tortured by foreign races outside the border, and lived a life that was worse than death. At the moment when they saw hope, they all burst into tears...

"The people who are under the lock! All of them will be retreated and closed thirty steps away, otherwise they will be killed without mercy!"
Chapter completed!