The eight thousand black-armored soldiers are the descendants of the ghost Shura, the elite selected by the ghost Shura from the 300,000 ghost army, all of them are veterans who have survived the bloody battle, and they are also loyal soldiers who have passed the observation of the ghost Shura and think they can be absorbed.

"After this time, when you absorb some of it, eight thousand people is still too little?" Ghost Shura looked at the silent eight thousand black armor army in front of him.

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Half a month later, when Ouyang Ke received the news of the war on the grassland, the distant war had basically ended.

Although he did not personally participate in and experience, the detailed information about the battle was delivered to Ouyang Ke on time.

Just like the tribal wars of the grassland for thousands of years, this time both sides understood each other's hostility and intentions early, so there was no chance to sneak attack the main army, and when they met, they were directly head-on.

"Young master, how is the war on the grassland?" Afu beside him looked at Ouyang Ke's happy appearance and asked with a chuckle.

"It's almost settled, and all that's left is the finishing touches. Ouyang Ke said with a chuckle.

"Temujin? Sure enough, he was a man of luck, and in the end he became the lord of the grassland, but the grassland today is not the grassland after he unified the tribes. Thinking of the news from the ghost Shura, Ouyang Ke didn't care much about it.

Listening to Ouyang Keman's nonchalant words, Afu squinted at the information that Ouyang Ke put on the table, only to see that it was written: "Ten days of fierce fighting, every day from early morning to dusk." The three major tribes in the middle of the steppe, Wang Han's department and Zamuhe's department have all been defeated, and the two major leaders Wang Han and Zamuhe have been killed in battle, and Temujin has been injured a few days ago, and has fled to the east with the remnants of the three tribes regardless of the herdsmen and tribes with cattle and sheep overnight. ”

At the same time, more than ninety percent of the remaining herders in the entire central steppe have been looted. ”

"The 300,000-strong army is now only 80,000 strong, all of them physically and mentally exhausted, and they are no longer able to pursue and kill the 20,000 remnants of Temujin, and now their subordinates are seizing the time to capture the fleeing herdsmen. Please give me a hint. "Ghost Shura, respectfully.

"Now, the ghost Shura has taken the central grassland, and the vast grassland has been defeated by us except for a sun sweat further east. ”

"Prepare for your side too, a large number of slaves will be captured soon, and when we arrive, we will start the blood sacrifice. Ouyang said happily.

Ouyang Ke, who got the exact news at this moment, was very happy. Not only because the slaves of the blood sacrifice had almost been prepared, but also because of this grassland operation, although a large number of young people were lost, most of the grassland luck was plundered for him by night.

If the grassland has ten points of luck, then Ouyang Ke, who destroyed the Mobei grassland and the central grassland, directly occupies five points, if it weren't for Temuzhen's hidden dragon, who was born with grassland luck, he would have been able to score at least seven or eight points this time.

The grassland is vast, especially the basic plate that is the protagonist of this era contains a large amount of heaven and earth luck, plundering the grassland luck of six points at this time, Ouyang Ke found that it is almost equivalent to the origin of the three points of heaven and earth.

"The next step is to activate the altar blood sacrifice deity. Looking at the large altar formed in the distance, Ouyang Ke thought in his heart.

"Yes, young master, I don't know if you want to send a message to the ghost Shura!" Afu said with a respectful nod.

"Well, the herald ghost Shura asked him to sweep the central steppe first, and then rest for ten days, and then if there is no order from me, let him kill directly to the eastern steppe, and follow the footsteps of the steppe hero Temujin all the way down. Ouyang Ke said in a deep voice: "It's best to kill Temujin directly for us." ”

"The three heroes of the steppe should not leave one. ”

"Yes, young master. Afu nodded respectfully and said.

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Five days later, the giant eagle, which had delivered the order with its fastest flying eagle, flew into a large tent in the central grassland.

The giant eagle fell, and the ghost-faced army, who was in charge of waiting, immediately stepped forward with a piece of meat and took down the secret letter at the giant eagle's feet while feeding.

"Lord Oni Shura, there is news from the master. The ghost Shura who was holding the secret letter directly opened the big tent that was being discussed, walked in and said to the ghost Shura above.

"Pick it up. As soon as he heard the news that it was Ouyang Ke, the ghost Shura, who was originally angry because he was interrupted, had to suppress his anger and say in a deep voice.

"Yes. The Ghost Face Army stepped forward and handed the secret letter in his hand to the Ghost Shura above.

"Let's go down!" said Oni Shura while routinely checking the beeswax of the secret letter.

"Yes. ”

With a snap, the beeswax mouth of the small bamboo tube was unscrewed, and Ghost Shura pulled out a long roll of tissue paper, spread it out and looked at the contents on it.

After a long while, the ghost Shura put down the tissue paper in his hand and said to the people below: "The master has sent the latest order, asking us to sweep all the areas of the central grassland first, capture all the herdsmen who can be caught here, and then rest for ten days and wait for the order, if there is no latest order by then, we will directly kill the eastern grassland to hunt down Temujin." ”

"Do you have any comments?"

"Is this still the same as before?" Hearing the words of the ghost Shura, a 10,000-strong general with an injured right arm said with a bitter face: "My lord, don't you ask the White Camel King, we really don't have more strength to pursue and kill now." ”

"What's more, that Temujin is simply a stinky stone that can't be broken, isn't it good to go directly to another place to capture slaves, why do you have to hunt down that madman. ”

"Hmph, Ato, are you questioning the White Camel King's orders?" said Ghost Shura with a cold snort.

"Ato, how dare you. Under the indifferent gaze of the ghost Shura, the big man immediately felt cold all over his body, and lowered his head with a pale face to admit his mistake.

Although he himself was the commander of an army, he didn't dare to stand up to the ghost Shura at all, because at this time, among the less than 80,000 people in the army, nearly half of them were directly or indirectly under the control of the ghost Shura.

It is truly completely obedient to the other party's orders, and is no longer like the original side, the other party assists, and its own ten thousand generals, the master of the partial general is the supervisor.

Even Ato, who had some city governments in his heart, understood as early as after the bloody battle some time ago that he waited for a few partial generals who were not cronies of the White Camel King, and if he was not obedient, he would end up.

Although there was no direct evidence of the uncompromising and non-stop bloody battle for ten consecutive days, the reality that all those who had parted ways with the ghost Shura after the war had died on the battlefield always made Ato's heart chill when he discovered this.

Ten days of bloody battles, no matter how big the losses, no matter how many casualties, as long as you can still ride a horse, as long as you can still wield a sword and draw a bow, the next day you must go on a hard top, and there is no rest at all.

It was a contest of will and crazy killing intent. Atto didn't know how the army of the steppe tribe on the other side had endured at that time, anyway, as far as his own feelings were concerned, if he hadn't gone crazy at the beginning, Atto felt that if he did it again, he would collapse if he insisted on it for three or five days at most, and it was absolutely impossible to achieve a bloody battle that would not stop for ten days.

And the consequence of the crazy bloody battle was that the army of more than 200,000 people was left with only about 50,000 men and horses left, plus the nearly 10,000 people brought by the ghost Shura and the 20,000 people who went to attack the small tribes in the grassland earlier, there were only about 80,000 men and horses in total.

Of the 300,000, only 80,000 remained, and as a result, Atto didn't know whether this was done privately by the guy who wore the Shura mask all day long, or if it was the conspiracy of the White Camel King from beginning to end.

It's just that whether it's the former or the latter, Atto knows that he and the others have no qualifications to resist now, and if they don't want to die, they can only surrender honestly.

Fortunately, Atto himself was not a religious fanatic, nor was he a die-hard member of the family, and he did not resist the submission of the great White Camel King.

Unlike the few diehards around him who have not yet woken up.

Sooner or later, it will end in death.

"Well, forgive me and don't dare, since that's the case, just do what you want!" Looking at the pale Ato, recalling this guy's actions in the past few days, Ghost Shura nodded pointedly and said: "The master likes obedient subordinates, whether it is right or wrong, the master is always right, and as a subordinate, you just need to obey orders to do things." ”

"Yes, Ghost Shura-sama. Hearing the seemingly ordinary but completely unusual answer of the ghost Shura, Ato's heart was overjoyed.

He heard another meaning in the words of the ghost Shura, that is, to accept his submission depending on the situation.

If it weren't for the fact that he had already begun to consider accepting him as a subordinate of the White Camel King, there would be no need for Oni Shura to say such a thing at all.

It should be sent away at will, and then find a chance to let him die in battle in the future.

"Yes, it's good to understand. Ghost Shura nodded and looked at the others and said, "The news from the master said that the loss of young people in the kingdom is very large, but the kingdom needs to be built and manpower, so in order to avoid affecting the cultivation of our own people, we must capture enough slaves to work as coolies instead of our own families." ”

"So this war is fought for your own relatives from beginning to end, not exactly for the White Camel King, so don't complain about anything, go back and rest for ten days, and after ten days we will set out to hunt down the fish that slipped through the net. ”

"Yes, Ghost Shura-sama. Everyone said in unison.

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"Lord Wang, the affairs on the grassland have been divided into winners and losers. "In the Shengjing Zhao Palace, in Wanyan Honglie's study, Wanyan Honglie sat on the main seat and listened to the report of his henchman Zhao Jie.

Say. Wanyan Honglie still closed his eyes and said in a deep voice.

"The bloody battle is over, and although Wang Han and the three of them have gone crazy, they still haven't stopped that demonic army. Zhao Jie said cautiously.

"Still lost?" Wanyan Honglie sighed and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

To be honest, since Wang Han and the three began to reorganize the warriors of the grassland tribes to jointly defend against foreign enemies, Wanyan Honglie didn't know what he was expecting in his heart to be victorious.

Although Wanyan Honglie was inclined to the grassland at the beginning, it was only when he was in a weak position because of the dispersion of the grassland at the beginning, so Wanyan Honglie stepped up his contact with the grassland while ventilating the grassland, and he hoped that Wang Han of the grassland could unite the coalition forces of many tribes to consume enough demonic army.

But it's just consumption, Wanyan Honglie actually doesn't want the grassland to win the final victory at all, because compared to the White Camel Kingdom in the Western Regions, which will fall into rest anyway after this battle, if the grassland nomads are unified, the threat to the Jin Kingdom is actually greater.

His ancestors were originally nomads, and Wanyan Honglie was very aware of the ability of the nomadic tribal system to adapt to war.

Basically, as long as the population is young and strong, nearly half of it has not been lost, no matter how big the war is, as long as it can be won in the end, the nomadic tribes that have plundered enough slaves will recover at an unimaginable speed.

Under the rule of the caste system of the barbaric culture of the tribe and the slave system combined with religion, as long as the top class does not lose much, as long as there are enough slaves to supplement the bottom, it is a terrifying monster that can greedily devour any fat that it considers its prey.

Even if you fail, you can recover very quickly.

"How much did the two sides lose?" Wanyan Honglie asked in a deep voice, "Is Wang Han still alive?"

Wang Han was a key figure in the Jin Kingdom's indirect control of the grasslands, although Wanyan Honglie knew that the central grasslands were now finished.

But after all, the Demon Army is the army of the Western Regions, and it is impossible for them to occupy the grassland all the time, once they withdraw, the vast grassland will gather a large number of multiplying tribes again in less than twenty years.

At that time, the problem of the grassland will still become a problem for the Jin State, and if Wang Han is present at this time, it will definitely be convenient for the Jin State to continue to accelerate the penetration and influence of the grassland.

It's just a pity that although Zhao Jie knows Yan Honglie's thoughts, he can only say regretfully: "Wang Han has died in battle." ”

"After ten days of bloody fighting, Zamuhe and Wang Han had already been killed, and only Wang Han's righteous son Temujin was wounded and escaped with the remnants of the pursuit. ”

According to the latest information, Temujin took the remnants of 20,000 or 30,000 men and abandoned the herdsmen and tribes and fled towards the eastern steppes. ”

The Demon Army, on the other hand, stayed in the central grasslands, searching for the tribal herdsmen who had lost their strength. ”

"How is it possible? Wang Han was also killed in battle, that guy doesn't look like a person who can fight to the death. Wanyan Honglie said with a very ugly face.

Wang Han's death made him think that Wanyan Honglie had completely lost control of the grassland, at least until a new spokesperson was supported, Wanyan Honglie and Jin Guo could only watch everything on the grassland and could not intervene.

As early as a few days after the battle, a 20,000-strong demon army made a detour through the main battlefield and attacked the tribe behind the grassland coalition army, Wang Han's tribe was the largest, so it became the first target of the demon army. ”

"Wife, children, tribe, property, etc., except for the army in his hands, everything Wang Han has been swept away by the demon army, and he is already very old, and it is unlikely that he will have any more heirs, so he has to work hard after getting the news. ”