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Chapter five hundred and twentieth eight: fruitful

In the following days, the Qinglong Legion hid its whereabouts during the day and raided various small Xianbei tribes at night.

It’s not that Wei Yan didn’t want to raid some medium-sized tribes. With 20,000 Qinglong Cavalry, he had that ability.

However, compared with the medium-sized tribes, those small tribes have no power to compete with. Moreover, there are often battles between the Xianbei tribes, and tribal annexation wars often occur.

Some small tribes suddenly disappear, which will not attract much attention.

In this way, Wei Yan led the Qinglong cavalry to surround the grassland, and the small tribes on the periphery were almost wiped out.

At this time, the configuration of the Qinglong Legion had changed from one man, one horse to one man, three horses.

You know, when sweeping the small tribe, the casualties of the soldiers were minimal. Until now, only a dozen people in the Qinglong Legion have died in battle.

It was still too fast to be killed by the Xianbei people. In addition, dozens of people were injured. They were too excited and fell off the horse...

"General, it's almost done. If you continue to kill, the soldiers may not be able to hold on."

Pei Yuanshao looked at the huge flock behind him, and looked very worried.

"Lao Pei, don't worry, I'll report to the Ma Lai. There is a small tribe in the northeast, a fat sheep in the war horses. Do you want to let go?"

The flock behind him was too large, and Wei Yan knew it. However, there was still a target ahead, and he felt itchy.

"General, there are too many sheep, so I can't help it. I ate mutton every day, and now the soldiers want to vomit when they smell the mutton."

These days, the Qinglong Cavalry ate mutton every day. It took only half a month to eat it from the beginning to the moment it is now.

Just as Pei Yuanshao said, the mutton was almost vomiting.

"The lord has a good word, you are so pretentious!"

Pei Yuanshao's complaint reminded Wei Yan of what Wu Shun said. He used the word pretentious to express his emotions.

"There are too many sheep, I can't finish it after killing it, and it's a pity to put it on, alas..."

Pei Yuanshao didn't look like a general at all, and he left with a shaking head. He was really worried. Wei Yan just kept fighting and threw a big flock of sheep to him, and he had no management experience.

The rush is a true portrayal of Pei Yuanshao at present.

"Send the order and destroy that small tribe tonight, let's go back to the army!"

"General wise!"

Wei Yan's decision was supported by the soldiers.

Invincible is lonely, and destroying the small Xianbei tribes did not bring much pride to the soldiers. With their elites like them, it is normal to easily destroy the Xianbei tribe.

Half a month has passed, and the number of war horses is enough. There is still half a month left before the time limit set by Wu Shun for the Qinglong Legion.

It's time to go back!

The soldiers knew that when they returned this time, their Qinglong Legion would expand. No one could imagine how terrifying the cavalry unit with a population of 50,000 was.

It was the third update again, and the wild wolves around the small tribe dared not howl. They were sensitive to using force, and they knew that there was a group of terrifying humans staying nearby.

It is very quiet in the small Xianbei tribe.

Rumble ~

The sound of horse hooves sounded like thunder, and the Qinglong cavalry began to charge.

The soldiers rushed forward without saying a word! This type of battle can no longer arouse the soldiers' desire to fight!

Xianbei people are too weak!

For an hour, there was no living place in the small tribe except for war horses and flocks. The yurt was lit by torches and burned with crackling sounds. The Qinglong Cavalry took their spoils and embarked on their way back...

A demon army appeared on the grassland, and countless small tribes were slaughtered!

After the Qinglong Legion returned, the legend of the Demon Legion began to spread on the grassland. It was a group of murderous demons, a group of devils from hell!

The panic on the grassland continued for a long time. It once caused panic among some medium-sized tribes, and the large tribe even sent elite troops to find the demon army.

However, these have nothing to do with the Qinglong Legion returning to Xiliang.

Even the Xianbei people could not have thought that the Wuling army in Yizhou would cross the territory of the Qiang people and rob them.

Jincheng, Ma Teng was shocked when he saw the spoils brought back by Wei Yan. He thought to himself how many tribes he destroyed.

There are at least tens of thousands of war horses and countless cattle and sheep. Outside the city, there are all over the mountains and fields. In a snow-white flock, a blue dragon military flag flutters in the wind, as if telling her past to the wind.

After leaving some underage horses and some sheep for Ma Teng, Wei Yan returned to Yizhou with the spoils.

Wu Shun was in Chengdu, but he knew that Wei Yan led his troops deep into the grassland. He even knew that the Qinglong Legion wore Yuan Jun's clothes on the grassland.

Unfortunately, Wei Yan was too cruel and never left a living habit. If the Xianbei people recognized the clothing, it would be fun.

"Wei Yan is very murderous. However, Xianbei people will kill you."

Wu Shun would not blame Wei Yan for anything. He only knew that the Qinglong Legion had completed his mission within the time specified by him and could expand his army.

Wei Yan returned to Chengdu, handed over the spoils, received the reward, and immediately began to expand the army.

In Wu Shun's words, you have the scale of expansion. You can find out who you are recruiting and how to train yourself. What I want is the elite legion.

While the officials in Yizhou were surprised that Wei Yan could find the war horse, they expressed their opinions on the method he used.

The "malice" of the Qinglong Legion killing innocent people on the grasslands, and even the elderly, weak, women and children were finally spread in Yizhou.

Many officials in Yizhou criticized Wei Yan, saying that Wei Yan was too bloodthirsty and would hurt the heavens.

However, this sound was quickly suppressed, replaced by the voices praising the Azure Dragon Legion.

If it is not my race, kill it? What's wrong?

This was not instructed by Wu Shun, but a secret arrangement by Zhuge Liang. In order not to expose the whereabouts of the army, Wei Yan's approach was understandable.

In two months, Wei Yan completed the recruitment work.

As soon as the news of the expansion of the Qinglong Legion came out, countless applicants immediately. For two months, the Qinglong Legion has been doing screening work.

After the recruitment, the training will be made. The Green Dragon Legion will lie dormant for a period of time.

Training was busy, but in the midst of busyness, Wei Yan found Wu Shun. Because he was too happy to expand, he forgot to report something very important.

"Wen Chang, how is the training of the Qinglong Legion?"

Wei Yan suddenly appeared, and Wu Shun thought he was here to report.

"The soldiers train very hard, but to form combat effectiveness, time and actual combat tests are required. There will be other situations to report to the lord."

Wei Yan directly explained his purpose: "After retreating from the Xianbei people, the last general left the battle flag and some broken military uniforms there."

"But Yuan Jun's thing?"

Wu Shun smiled.

"How did the lord know? It was Yuan Jun's battle flag and military uniform."

Wei Yan was relieved after being surprised that Wu Shun could hear the news in advance. He just ignored the existence of the Black Guard.
Chapter completed!
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