On the Korqin Grassland, on the Xiushui River, the Xianbei tribe in Liaodong lived here. The newly appointed leader Butai looked at the thousand-man commander kneeling in the felt bag with a deep face.

"Jizier, what did you say? The thieves invaded the Korqin grassland? They also plundered hundreds of our population and tens of thousands of cattle and sheep?"

The thousand-man leader, who was kneeling on the ground, said bitterly: "Master Butai, the Han thieves are extremely vicious. They not only rob our cattle and sheep, but also humiliate our people. They ignore the cavalry of our Great Xianbei. They are extremely evil. They will ask the Lord to send troops to conquer."

"hateful!"

Butai said in a deep voice: "Get up first and talk about how many troops did the Han thieves dispatch this time? How dare they cross the border and attack us."

Yazier stretched out a finger, looking depressed!

"One thousand people?"

Butai paused, and Zheng Sheng said, "One thousand thieves are not a problem. I will now call on four thousand warriors to wipe out!"

"Sir, not a thousand people!"

"ah!"

Butai's expression changed drastically and he said in a panic: "Is it ten thousand people?"

Butai was Putou's younger brother. Because Putou's descendants were young and unable to reorganize the tribe, Butai was appointed in the face of danger, intending to reshape the scenery of the Xianbei in Liaodong in the past.

But unexpectedly, just a few days after becoming the leader, the Han people came to him, which was a great test for him.

If this war cannot be quelled, not only will the position of his leader be difficult to defend, but the tribe will also be completely divided, either occupied by the Han people or swallowed by the Xianbei in western Liaoning.

Butai was a little panicked and was at a loss for a moment.

Ji Zier quickly replied, "No, sir, it's not ten thousand people, it's more than a hundred people!"

"More than a hundred people!"

A crow flew over Butai's forehead, and glanced at Ji Zi'er, shouting, "I'm so slapping, are you teasing this leader?"

"The General of the Imperial Army dares not! It's just that the General of the Imperial Army is worried that there will be the thief general Li Yuanba among the Han thief soldiers, so I want to remind the general to be extra careful!"

Li Yuanba...

Butai is one of the first two. Now, when he heard Li Yuanba's name, he was as frightened as if he had seen the most fierce wild wolf king on the grassland. There were still more than half of the knights who fled back and did not dare to recall the battle situation that day.

Thinking about Li Yuanba alone fighting over ten thousand Xianbei troops, not only defeating two thousand-man teams, but also cruelly killed forty or fifty Xianbei centurions. In the end, he even attracted thunder and killed their leader Putou. How can this way of appearing not make them afraid?

"Where did this damn Li Yuanba come out of and kill my brother. This revenge is irreconcilable. Sooner or later, I will sacrifice him alive."

Butai roared.

Ji Zier bowed and said, "Sir, the Han thieves have an alien existence like Li Yuanba, so you have to guard against it, so these more than a hundred Han thieves and cavalry should not be humble!"

Butai nodded and said, "No, right! You lead three thousand-man teams to wipe out this bandits, and prepare more tripping ropes and horse poles. I don't believe that Li Yuanba was born from stone and was beaten by steel, but he couldn't kill him."

"It's still great! I was stupid and I didn't expect that there would be such a move. Although Li Yuanba was unfair, we tripped him and tied his neck with a horse rod. No matter how fierce he was, he had no choice."

Yazier flattered loudly, but Butai was happy. This move was the way for the grassland people to deal with the fierce wild wolf.

Butai ordered again: "If you do this, I will appoint you as the chief of ten thousand men, and go quickly!"

"promise!"

Ji Zier was overjoyed and received a warrant and went to draw troops.

...

Thirty miles away from Liaodong, Xiushui River shoals.

Dozens of felt bags lived here, and a large flock of white sheep was placed on the riverbed. Dozens of sheep-herding men were fighting. Women were washing their leather clothes by the river. The peaceful breath was suddenly broken by a mess of horse hooves.

"Not good! The Han people are calling!"

A Xianbei man who was hustling rushed back and kept shouting loudly.

"Hide quickly! The Han people are coming in!"

"Blow the trumpet! Call the man!"

The women hurriedly ran into the felt bag, while the shepherd man immediately turned his horse's head, pulled out his scimitar, and stared at the black shadows running ahead.

“Woo woo woo woo…”

The wailing horn sounded instantly, and a large number of Xianbei people gathered around the felt bag instantly. The weapons in their hands were also of various colors, including scimitars, short swords, long sticks, wooden hammers, and anyway, they were all used.

During this period, countless Xianbei felt bags have been plundered, but what this group of Xianbei people did not expect was that this group of Han people would dare to fight them. You must know that the place they lived was less than ten miles away from the tribal tent.

Miscalculated!

The strongest Xianbei man rode his horse to the front, raised his scimitar in his hand, and shouted at the galloping Han cavalry: "Get back, this is not the place you should come, this is Lord Batu's territory."

"Ha ha……"

The captain of the Qingzhou Camp who was ordered to come and sneered, "Don't you bet, if you didn't attack Wangping City, how could my best brother Da Niu die in battle? There are also Xiao Hei, Tie Hammer, Dogwa. Now it's too late to bargain with me!"

"Brothers, the chief clerk said that only steel knives can completely conquer them against foreign barbarians and avenge the dead brothers! Kill!"

"sand!"

A series of shiny steel knives were raised one after another. As the team leader slashed forward, more than a hundred Liaodong cavalry rushed into the group of Xianbei people like tigers.

"Puff!"

The team leader's steel knife penetrated directly into the chest of a Xianbei man, and blood poured out like a fountain and shot into the team leader's face.

The captain licked the blood at the corner of his mouth and shouted loudly: "Brothers, use the blood of these barbaric dogs to pay tribute to our dead brothers!"

"kill!"

A massacre kicked off. In less than a quarter of an hour, all the Xianbei people located here were cut down and none stood.

These more than a hundred Liaodong cavalry were selected from the Qingzhou Camp and the Ruishi Camp. They were selected from one in a hundred, so it was absolutely unambiguous to kill people.

This group of Xianbei people were just members of the Butai Centurion Batu, the centurion of Butai’s personal guard. The most brave and warlike people in his clan followed Batu to the tribe’s tent as guards, so there was no room for resistance.

"Search carefully and don't leave any survivors!"

"promise!"

Those Xianbei people who were not yet angry were stabbed again, and their last hope was eliminated.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Suddenly, a teenage boy in his teens rushed out of the largest felt bag, holding an iron sword, preparing to stab a soldier in Liaodong.

Looking at the young Xianbei boy, the Liaodong soldier was stunned for a moment, but he didn't know that the Xianbei boy's iron sword was getting closer and closer to his chest.

Seeing this, the team leader immediately shouted anxiously: "Magouzi, why are you still standing there? Kill him!"

"Bah!"

Magou then woke up and kicked the iron sword in the boy's hand down, waved the steel knife in his hand, and slashed the boy's forehead.

"Click!"

A bloody mouth fell from the forehead of the Xianbei boy, and then the boy fell straight to the ground.

The team leader came over, punched Ma Gouzi, and scolded him loudly: "You have forgotten what the Chief Secretary said. If you are not my race, your heart will be different. Next time, you will be merciful and ruthless, and no one will collect your body for you!"

"Let's go!"

The group of people rode on war horses and continued to kill the next felt bag.

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Chapter completed!