A sharp arrow pierced through the sky and rushed straight towards the zenith, with a strong light behind it.

Everywhere it passed, the blue sky was broken by it, and the layers of clouds wanted to make way for it, reflecting the **** day of the dome, and the light and fire behind it could make people in the distance see clearly even in broad daylight.

Not far away, a group of people dressed in shabby clothes, looking like wolves, and numb, were staggering down the road.

Pushing and supporting the carts loaded with all kinds of goods, food, and silk and satin, he slowly moved forward.

They had wounded wrists and had straw ropes, and they had rings around their necks, and they were being led by the leader in front of them.

Every seven or eight meters, a man of a different race riding a tall horse with a bald forehead and pigtails, with a whip in his hand, drove them to the north.

From time to time, there were screams, crying, moaning, and groaning in the ranks, accompanied by the sound of leather whipping and meat tarts, which stretched for hundreds of meters.

Seeing the vision of the sky, a group of people who were obviously enslaved and plundered, stopped and watched, looking at the sky in the distance, with shock and fear in their expressions.

What's more, they fell to their knees and bowed to the sword that pierced the sky, muttering to themselves, begging for God's mercy to save them from the sea of suffering.

"Stampe~Stomp~!" At this moment, a series of fragmentary horses' hooves came from afar.

Although in their ranks, the savage and fierce Hun soldiers around them also rode horses, but somehow, the sound of horses' hooves in the distance was particularly crisp in their ears.

A few days, a man and a horse came from the far side of the road.

Under the bright sun, the red robe looked particularly bright, and the silver armor covered was reflecting the dazzling brilliance.

The man was holding a spear, and if the gods descended to earth, his body seemed to be bathed in a layer of divine light, and he galloped towards this side.

The suffering people in the viewing procession stared one after another, with a little hope in their eyes, and even the raiding team of the Huns around them was dumbfounded and stopped there

At this time, Zhao Hao was riding a horse, slowly moving south.

The mount under the crotch is naturally from the system space, after the last mission world, the plundering trip of the biochemical apocalypse, and boasting that he has traveled all over the world in order to sweep away the minions of the umbrella.

In the process of wandering around, he naturally suffered from a certain collector's habit, and horses, as a common means of transportation, would of course be among his collectors.

In fact, it is not only horses, but also all kinds of artificial or wild cattle and sheep, lions, tigers, birds, sparrows, hawks, falcons, in fact, are among his collections.

Even, even the pandas, which are known as living fossils and symbols of the Chinese land, have been caught by him dozens of them.

At present, it is placed in the bamboo forest in the circular valley of the system space, and lives a life of giving what he wants and having enough food and clothing all day long.

At this time, the horse under Zhao Hao's crotch is a Mongolian horse, not tall, but whether it is weight or endurance, it is very good, and the temperament is docile and brave, especially suitable for fighting on the battlefield as a war horse.

Under the nourishment of the abundant aura in the system space, after living for a few months, there have been some benign enhancements in the system.

However, even if it is enhanced, in Zhao Hao's opinion, the horses under his crotch should not be as good as those military generals in the Three Kingdoms.

Because in any case, most of the horses in his own space have only been raised for a few months, and the military generals of the Three Kingdoms World have grown here since childhood.

The concentration of aura in this world is much stronger than that of the system space, and the result is naturally conceivable.

Zhao Hao's current plan is that whether it is for the sake of face or practicality, he seems to be very sure to get a good horse from the Three Kingdoms World and put it into the space.

Of course, if there is a chance to get famous horses such as Chitu, Paw Huang, and Lu in the bag, he will naturally be even more happy.

When I first arrived in your land, I landed in a primeval forest, and after asking Zhinao Xiaohu, Zhao Hao understood.

Now, it seems that he is near the Hetao area supported by the south of the Yangtze River, that is, the mother river of the Chinese nation, the "several" generation of the Yellow River.

But if it is placed in the late Han Dynasty, the beginning of the Three Kingdoms, it seems that it is still the territory of the Huns, but it is not far from the capital of the Han Dynasty, Luoyang and Chang'an.

After figuring out where he was, Zhao Hao naturally had little interest in continuing to stay on the side of the Huns.

After getting out of the dense forest, he found a flat ground that was still a road, so he went straight down and returned all the way to the south.

However, before that, he did one more thing~

To be precise, the thing that seemed to be a sharp sword, straight into the sky, and there was still a fire behind the buttocks, was actually made by Zhao Hao.

This is not a sword or an arrow, but a portable satellite, which is only three meters tall after being loaded onto a transport.

The prototype was something that Zhao Hao got from some satellite launch bases on the US imperialist side when he was still in the biochemical world, and later improved by Zhizhi Xiaohu.

Nowadays, whether it is in technology or volume, there has been a great level of improvement, so that Zhao Hao can't take up much space in the storage space.

After taking it out, I found a relatively flat ground and I was able to put the satellite on my own

Moreover, as long as a satellite like this improved by Xiaohu technology can go to the sky, then there is no need to calculate any established orbit at all.

Under the control of Xiaohu, he can adjust his trajectory anytime and anywhere to observe the situation on the ground.

Whether it is on the ancient battlefield or on the modern battlefield, all marches to fight and fight.

No matter how heroic they are, and a strategic general, intelligence is a very important part, or rather, the most important link.

This is the purpose of Zhao Hao's satellites, with one, or even several satellites in the sky, no matter what he does in the future, where he is, he will become extremely sure.

The so-called being in a domain, knowing the world.

With this satellite, presumably in the Peerless Three Kingdoms, no matter how good a strategist is, he will not have such a powerful advantage as Zhao Hao.

Moreover, the satellite in the sky, which is rising and about to break out of the atmosphere, can not only observe information on the ground, but also have a communication function.

That is to say, in the future, wherever there is satellite signal coverage, Zhao Hao and his subordinates, or the troops to which they belong, can communicate with each other through guò communication instruments, which is very convenient!

Zhao Hao was sitting on horseback at this time, and walked south along the road.

The horse under the crotch trotted all the way with its hooves, and had just walked four or five miles, and the satellites in the sky had not yet completely disappeared.

Zhao Hao, who has always been known for his sharp eyes, was looking at the front of the road with a pergola at the moment, and after a few strokes, he saw the team traveling from south to north in front.

In his sight, a man with a sturdy figure, dark skin, bulging muscles, and an animal skin apron was riding a tall horse, walking at the front of the procession.

Around his neck is a necklace made of various animal teeth and small skulls, with a cloak and a totemic pattern painted with unknown paint on his face.

At this moment, this unclothed person is obviously not from the Central Plains, nor is he from the Han Dynasty, but a man, with a smug face and constant laughter.

From time to time, he looked at a carriage behind his buttocks, and occasionally his face flashed a little obscene and obscene.

And in the carriage of the carriage, a beautiful woman dressed in the armor of a lady with gold patterns on a green background, was sitting there at the moment, bound by rough ropes, and it was difficult to move.

The woman's face was helpless at this time, although she didn't cry, but the tears were constantly flowing down from her eyes, as if pear blossoms were raining, and even the bags under her eyes were already swollen high.

Behind the carriage, a long line of people walked slowly down the road, some of them richly dressed and some dressed in shabby linen.

These people, at the moment, all looked like wolves, their hair was scattered, their bodies were covered with dust, their faces were gray, and their expressions were full of despair.

Around him, there was a group of men of the same race who were dressed like the leader, guarding on horseback, with a scimitar hanging from their waists and a horsewhip in their hands, shouting and scolding at the people in the middle from time to time.

Needless to say, this is obviously a group of people who have been plundered by those alien races!

It is expected that if they are really brought back to the land of foreign races, then their fate will be reduced to slavery, I am afraid that they are not much better than pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep!

"Alien raids?Huns?Is there a section in the Three Kingdoms?System, what age did you throw me to?Dare to ask what year it is!" (To be continued.) )