Shenmuyuan, on the endless meadow, a cavalry galloped wildly, the war horses neighed, the horse's hooves flew, splashing countless grass waves.

Behind Zhao Feng, Yan Yun's eighteen horsemen followed closely, and everyone's body was shrouded in a murderous aura, just like the black robes on their bodies, giving people an aura of death.

"Phew!"

Zhao Feng drank the snow treading black horse, then raised his right arm high, and shouted backwards: "Get off the horse and rest for an hour!" ”

"Bhavan, send a team of rangers out to find out how far we are from the White Soil Slope?"

"No!"

Bhawan bowed down and took the order, and arranged for the men to do so.

It has been two days since I set off from Meiji, and everyone understands the truth of the speed of soldiers, but this person is not familiar with the place, and Zhao Feng doesn't want to fight an unprepared battle.

The battle with Conghu was both inevitable and unavoidable.

The Baihu tribe, which has hundreds of thousands of people, is more difficult to gnaw than the Southern Xiongnu, because they are scattered and vast, and there are their people in Shangjun and Xihe County.

But if you don't knock on the mountain and shake the tiger and snuff out Li Wenhou's spearhead, the safety of Meiji City will always be unknown, not only to face the counterattack of Fuluo, but also to face the invasion of the Hu people.

But if this line can be decided in a battle, and Li Wenhou's Baihu tribe will be defeated, it will definitely be able to kill chickens and monkeys, so that the Hu tribe on the grassland will flee from the wind, and Meiji City will be stabilized.

Zhao Feng swallowed a mouthful of dry food, and a tingling pain came from his throat, and it happened suddenly, so there was very little military food prepared, and he could only eat the coarsest coarse grain.

"Lord, water!"

Wang Yang, the boss of Yanyun's eighteen horsemen, handed Zhao Feng a water bladder, Zhao Feng took the water bladder, took a sip, and then got up and glanced at the Huns behind him.

Zhao Feng walked over with a water bladder and saw a Hun man eating dry food in a big gulp, but he couldn't swallow it when he was full of dry food, and he choked so much that tears were about to flow down.

Dry food is rough and difficult to swallow, but no one wants to go hungry.

"Here, give you water!"

Zhao Feng handed over the water bladder and said, "Eat slowly, wait until you are full, rest well, and then we will set off again, march and fight, and we will not be in a hurry for a while." ”

"General......

The Hun soldiers looked up at Zhao Feng, holding a water bladder in their hands, I don't know what to do, every famous ethnic group has xenophobic emotions, the Han people are like this, and the Huns are naturally no exception.

On the grassland, it has always been the law of the jungle, the big fist is the big brother, the defeated are destined to become slaves, their single Yu was defeated, ran away, abandoned them, they became the vanquished, they originally thought they would become slaves, but I didn't expect that Zhao Feng took them very seriously, for these people who volunteered to join the army, they were divided into sheep and land, and they were treated according to the same status as the Han people, which really moved them very much.

"Drink, you're good, I'm optimistic about you!"

Zhao Feng patted the Hun soldier on the shoulder, and then said to the other Hun soldiers around him: "You are all good too. ”

"Lord!"

Ba Wan was stunned, and hurriedly arched his hand towards Zhao Feng and said, "I am willing to serve the lord." ”

"Willing to serve the general!"

A cadre of Huns stood up one after another and saluted Zhao Feng.

"It's all exempt!"

Zhao Feng said in a deep voice: "The war is imminent, but I have a word, don't vomit or be unhappy, since the moment you voluntarily joined the army, I will see you as a family, whether it is the Huns or the Han people, as long as you are loyal to me, I will treat them equally, the Han soldiers have, you will not be less, at the same time, the military law of the Han soldiers is also used on you, meritorious service will be rewarded, and there will be punishment, I hope that in the future, you will be better than the Han soldiers, and Meiji City will always have a place for you." ”

"Good, good!"

The Huns shouted in unison, these days, the last stone that pressed on their hearts was finally kicked away by Zhao Feng, they were the defeated, but they were still the masters of this grassland, not slaves.

"Actually, we were originally a family!"

Zhao Feng paused for a moment, and then continued to speak: "Since the beginning of the return to the Han Dynasty, we are a family, and our common enemies are the Xianbei people, who drove you out of the desert. ”

The Huns suddenly quieted down and fell into deep thought, yes, two hundred years ago, the desert was them, and the Xianbei people were just a small race, but now, they have become a small race, and they must always guard against the Xianbei people going south, and the Xianbei people are their enemies.

Bawan was the first to come to his senses, half-knelt on the ground and said: "I, Bavan, swear to the Heavenly Wolf God, I am willing to be loyal to the lord for the rest of my life and never betray me." ”

A cadre of Huns also came to a thorough understanding, and knelt down one after another and said: "Swear allegiance to the general, swear allegiance to the general." ”

"Bavan, as their general, you should pay more attention to them, revive their fighting spirit, and let your felt bags stand again in Danhan Mountain."

Ba Wan looked at Zhao Feng with great emotion, and said in a deep voice: "The last general thanked the lord." ”

Zhao Feng shouted loudly: "Get up, fill your stomach first, drum up your strength, vigorously give Lao Tzu a big fight, take out your momentum, let the Hu people see, the Huns are still living on this grassland." ”

"yes, fuck the son of a bitch!"

"Victory!"

……

The morale of the Huns suddenly rose, looking at them with high morale, Zhao Feng couldn't help but think of a sentence, no one in this world is born weak, but they have not yet awakened the divine power in their hearts.

After a while, the ranger rode back, and brought back a Hu man, and the ranger said to Zhao Fengyu: "Baitupo is still more than 100 miles away from here, you need to bypass a riverbed from the east, and then go all the way down, and there are many river beaches, which is not conducive to running horses, I am afraid it will take a day or two." ”

"But is there any other way?"

Shi Chang pushed out the Hu people he brought back, and replied: "According to this person's explanation, there is indeed a shortcut to take, not only can you go straight to the back of the white soil slope, but you can also save half the distance, but you need to pass through a dense forest, there are many snakes and insects in the forest, and the smoke miasma is deep, which is even more difficult." ”

"Oh!"

Zhao Feng suddenly became interested, and asked the Hu man, "Have you been to that dense forest?" ”

The Hu man looked at Zhao Feng in horror, and said in a trembling heart: "The adult spares his life, the villain only knows where the dense forest is, but he has never walked, I heard that there are man-eating savages inside, and he can't go." ”

"Savages?"

Zhao Feng was stunned for a moment, this was an unsolved mystery, and immediately shouted: "If you don't want to die, just lead the way ahead." ”

"Ah......h

The Hu man was stunned for a moment, looking at the scimitars that were swaying left and right, and could only comply.