"I ......"

Many villagers were moved to cry when they saw Cao Shuo's indignant appearance.

This is a kind of blood, a kind of rescue, which makes these border villagers feel the warmth of the Han.

Cao Shuo immediately took out drinks and meat from the warehouse and distributed them to the villagers.

But in the crowd, there was a little boy who had been hiding behind the adults, watching Cao Shuo and the soldiers distribute food, but he didn't dare to go over to pick it up.

In his eyes when he looked at Cao Shuo, he was full of resentment.

"Maverick, what do you see?"

When the village chief saw this, he immediately reprimanded the little boy:

"This is the son sent by Prime Minister Cao Cheng, and he is our patron saint!"

"He's only here now? My father fell under the sword of the Huns, and my mother, my sister, ......"

As the boy spoke, tears welled up like a fountain.

Judging by his face, this little boy is estimated to be nearly twelve years old.

But he is only more than 1.5 meters tall, which is estimated to be a head lower than Sun Shangxiang.

Cao Shuo fixed his eyes on the past, and immediately judged that the little boy was extremely malnourished with the medical skills he had just obtained.

Looking at such a young man who should be in the flower season, but now that he has become like this, Cao Shuo is also very sad in his heart.

"Little Niu, you are really ignorant, Prime Minister Cao Cheng has sent a son now, he is our benefactor!" The village chief immediately reprimanded.

"Not really! If they had come earlier, my mom would still be alive by now, wow! ”

The child, whose name was Maverick, burst into tears.

When Cao Shuo saw this scene, he was also very sad in his heart, and gently touched the child's head and said:

"Little Niu, I'm very sorry for you, it's all my fault, I promise, the Huns won't bother your life again in the future, I'd rather use my life to vouch for you!"

"Woo ......"

The calf listened to Cao Shuo's words and just took Cao Shuo's food, but there was no smile on his face, and he walked towards a thatched house alone.

"Maverick ......"

Cao Shuo wanted to say something to the teenager, but it felt so redundant.

Just a moment later, I heard the cry of the calf coming from inside:

"Mom, Dad, Sister, now that all the soldiers of the Han here are here, no one can intrude on our lives anymore, where are you now......"

Cao Shuo heard the cry and rushed to the house without hesitation.

After a few seconds of entering the house, Cao Shuo got used to the dark atmosphere of the room.

Here, it is very appropriate to describe it in four words.

Inside the dilapidated house, the calf was kneeling in front of the portrait of his family and weeping.

Cao Shuo immediately noticed that next to the portraits of the two old men, there was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl.

This is probably the Maverick's sister.

But she lives here now and has passed away.

No need to ask, Cao Shuo knows why she died.

"This is simply a bunch of hooligans, a bunch of bastards who kill a thousand knives!"

Cao Shuo clenched his fists and rattled, and the resentment against the Xiongnu in his heart reached its peak in an instant.

And now Zhao Yun and Lu Lingqi also walked into the house, glanced at the girl's portrait and probably understood what was going on, lowered their heads and cried wordlessly.

"Woo ......"

The calf was already crying and fainting.

"Alas, don't be angry, Son Cao Shuo, the Maverick's family is also miserable......"

The village chief also followed, and said to Cao Shuo with a sad face:

"Their family was originally a businessman, but they came here because of the war, but they didn't expect that they only lived for a month, and only the calf was left in their family......"

As he spoke, the village chief began to cry as he spoke.

Hearing this, everyone at the scene cried directly, Cao Shuo's five thousand Flying Tigers, even if they were all iron-blooded men, but when they heard this, they all cried like a child.

"This kind of thing...... It's actually very common with us. ”

The village chief sighed and walked over to comfort the calf:

"Now that we have a protector, it is estimated that with Cao Shuo's son, the Huns will not come in so easily......"

"Everyone, get ready for me now!"

Cao Shuo suddenly screamed, startling everyone present.

"Yes!"

The Five Thousand Flying Tigers did not hesitate at all, and instantly agreed to Cao Shuo.

"Little cow, just wait here now, I swear with my life to exterminate the Huns before you reach adulthood!"

Cao Shuo roared and said, his voice shaking the sky and rushing to the crown angrily.

"This destroys ...... Aren't you stationed here to protect us? ”

The village chief looked at Cao Shuo in disbelief.

The rebellion of the Huns has lasted for hundreds of years.

But even the Han Dynasty in the heyday of the Great Dynasty was unable to deal with these grassland peoples.

In history, the best way to deal with the Xiongnu has always been marriage, but Cao Shuo only found out now.

These Huns are simply a bunch of stinky dogs that can't be fed.

"You know, the best defense is offense!"

Cao Shuo looked back with a solemn expression.

"This ......"

Including the calf, they were all shocked by Cao Shuo and couldn't say a word.

To say that to exterminate the Huns, how much courage does this take?

Cao Shuo continued to say to everyone:

"We will set off directly in the near future to completely eliminate the Huns, so that the Han and the people of the Han will no longer be threatened by the Huns!"

"It's like the hero champion Hou of the year?"

The calf's eyes were now full of hope, and a smile appeared on his young and innocent face at this time.

The village chief swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva before he mustered up the courage to say to Cao Shuo:

"That...... Has the prime minister sent a large army now? ”

"The army?"

Cao Shuo smiled slightly and continued:

"We have 5,000 Flying Tigers, enough to level the Huns!"

"What?"

The villagers were again stunned:

"You ...... Now there are only 5,000 people, in front of the Huns, it is simply to send them to death! ”

A large part of the reason why the Xiongnu were so difficult to deal with was because they were nomads.

In the grassland, in the desert, they are kings.

The legend that the Hun soldiers could fight against ten in the past is not a joke!

These villagers now feel a sense of loss in their hearts.

Originally, they thought that these soldiers came here to give them shelter from the wind and rain, but now it seems that ......

They're a bunch of stunned young people!

"We are soldiers of the Great Han, even in the desert, we are not necessarily worse than them!"

Cao Shuo cleared his throat and said to the villagers in righteous words.

Even if these villagers are suspicious of themselves, it is completely reasonable.

Because in the current history, the Han Dynasty has never defeated the Xiongnu.

Cao Shuo continued to say impassionedly:

"Back then, the champion Hou relied on 800 cavalry to directly defeat the Huns, and now we have 5,000 people, and the goal is to directly beat them back to the Arctic Ocean!"

"This ......"

When the villagers heard this, they all shook their heads and sighed.

This Cao Shuo, it doesn't seem to be very good in spirit!