On the banks of the Horqin Prairie and the Xiushui River, the Xianbei tribe of Liaodong settled here, and the newly appointed leader Butai looked at the kneeling commander in the felt bag with a deep face.

"What did you say, son? The Han thieves entered the Horqin steppe? And plundered hundreds of our population, tens of thousands of cattle and sheep? ”

The commander who knelt on the ground said bitterly: "Lord Butai, the Han thieves are extremely vicious, not only robbing our cattle and sheep, but also insulting our people, ignoring my great Xianbei iron horseman, the crime is extremely evil, and the last general will ask your lord to send troops to conscript." ”

"Damn!"

Butai said in a deep voice: "You get up first, tell me in detail, how many men and horses did the thieves dispatch this time?" How dare you cross the border and attack us. ”

He stretched out a finger with a depressed face!

"A thousand?"

Butai looked stunned, and said solemnly: "A thousand Han thieves are not enough to trouble, so I will send four thousand warriors to exterminate them!" ”

"My lord, not a thousand!"

"Ahh

Butai's expression changed greatly, and he said in a panic: "Could it be 10,000 people?" ”

Butai is the younger brother of Putou, because Putou's heirs are young and unable to reorganize the tribe, so Butai was ordered to reshape the scenery of Xianbei in Liaodong in the past.

But he didn't expect that just a few days after he became the leader, the Han people came to the door, which was a great test for him.

If this war cannot be quelled, not only will the position of their own leader be difficult to protect, but I am afraid that the tribe will be completely divided, either occupied by the Han people or swallowed up by the Xianbei of Liaoxi.

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

Yan Zi'er hurriedly replied: "No, my lord, it's not 10,000 people, it's more than 100 people!" ”

"More than 100 people!"

A crow crowed and flew over Butai's head, glanced at the boy, and shouted, "Grinding and chirping, teasing this leader, isn't it?" ”

"The last general will not dare! It's just that the last general is worried that there is a thief in the Han thief soldiers, Li Yuanba, so he wants to remind the adults to be extra careful! ”

Li Yuanba......

Butai is another big one, and now in the tribe, hearing the name of Li Yuanba, it is like seeing the most ferocious wolf king on the grassland, all of them are terrified, and those knights who have fled back are still more than half of them, and they dare not recall the battle situation of that day.

Thinking about Li Yuanba's single-handedly fighting more than 10,000 Xianbei troops, he not only defeated two thousand-man teams, but also brutally killed forty or fifty Xianbei centurions, and finally led the sky to thunder and killed their leader Putou.

"Where did this damn Li Yuanba come from, killed my brother, this hatred is not shared, sooner or later, one day, I will sacrifice him alive."

Butai roared.

Yan Zi'er arched his hand and said: "My lord, the Han thieves have the existence of Li Yuanba, an alien existence, and they have to be guarded against, so these more than 100 Han thief cavalry should not be underestimated!" ”

Butai nodded, "Not bad! You lead three teams of 1,000 people to exterminate this group of thieves, and prepare more tripping ropes and horse poles, Lao Tzu doesn't believe it, this Li Yuanba is born of stone and steel, and he can't kill him. ”

"It's still an adult! The last general was stupid, and he really didn't think that there was such a trick, although Li Yuanba had the courage of ten thousand people, but we tripped him, and then tied his neck with a horse pole, and let him be fierce, and there was nothing to do. ”

The boy slapped a loud fart, which made Butai happy in his heart, this trick was the steppe man's way of dealing with the ferocious wolf.

Butai then commanded: "If you do this well, Lord Ben will make you the commander of ten thousand masters, go quickly!" ”

"No!"

The boy was overjoyed, received the warrant, and went to transfer people.

……

Thirty miles outside the borders of Liaodong, Xiushui River shoal.

Dozens of felt bags settled here, a large flock of white sheep is placed on the riverbed, dozens of sheep herding men are running horses, women are washing their leather clothes by the river, and the peaceful atmosphere is suddenly broken by a chaotic sound of horses' hooves.

"Oh no! The Han people called! ”

A sentry Xianbei man hurried back and kept shouting loudly.

"Hide! The Han people have come in! ”

"Blow the trumpet! Gather your staff! ”

The women hurriedly ran into the felt bags, and the shepherd man immediately turned his horse's head, drew the scimitar he was wearing, and stared at the black shadow galloping ahead.

"Woo woo woo ......"

The wailing horn sounded instantly, and a large number of Xianbei people were gathered in an instant, and the weapons in their hands were also of all kinds, scimitars, short swords, long sticks, wooden hammers, and whatever could be used anyway, they were all taken out.

During this time, countless Xianbei felt bags have been plundered, but what this group of Xianbei people did not expect was that this group of Han people dared to hit them, you know, the place where they lived was only less than ten miles away from the tribe's tent.

Miscalculated!

One of the strongest Xianbei men rode to the front, raised the scimitar in his hand, and shouted at the galloping Han cavalry: "Go back, this is not the place you should come, this is Lord Batu's territory." ”

"Haha......"

The captain of the Qingzhou battalion, who was ordered to come to raid, sneered: "Let your mother's fart, if you didn't go to attack Wangping City, Lao Tzu's best brother Da Niu would have died in battle, as well as Xiao Hei, Iron Hammer, and Dog Baby, now come to bargain with Lao Tzu, it's too late!" ”

"Brothers, the chief said, only the steel sword can completely conquer the foreign barbarians and avenge the dead brethren! Kill! ”

"Sand!"

A shiny steel knife was raised one after another, and at the moment when the squad leader slashed forward, more than 100 cavalry of the Liaodong Army rushed into this group of Xianbei people like fierce tigers.

"Poof!"

The squad leader's steel knife pierced directly through the chest of a Xianbei man, and blood gushed out like a fountain and shot in the squad leader's face.

The team leader licked the blood from the corner of his mouth and roared: "Brothers, use the blood of these barbarian earth dogs to pay tribute to our dead brothers!" ”

"Kill!"

A massacre began, and in less than a quarter of an hour, all the Xianbei people were cut down, and no one was standing.

These more than 100 cavalry of the Liaodong Army are all elites selected from the Qingzhou Battalion and the Ruishi Battalion, which can be described as one in a hundred, so it is absolutely unambiguous to kill people.

And this group of Xianbei people is only the tribesmen of Butai's personal guard centurion Batu, and the most heroic and warlike people in his clan have followed Batu to the tribe's big tent as a guard, so there is no room for resistance.

"Search carefully, don't leave a living mouth!"

"No!"

Those Xianbei people who have not yet lost their breath have been mended again, and their last hope has been extinguished.

"I'm going to kill you!"

Suddenly, from the largest felt bag, a teenage Xianbei boy rushed out, holding an iron sword, ready to stab into a Liaodong sergeant.

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

Seeing this, the team leader immediately shouted urgently: "Ma dog, why are you still stunned, kill him!" ”

"Whoa!"

Ma Gouzi woke up at this time, kicked the iron sword in the young man's hand down, and waved the steel knife in his hand to slash the young man's head.

"Boom!"

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

The squad leader walked over, punched Ma Gouzi, and scolded sharply: "You have forgotten what the chief said, it is not my race, its heart will be different, next time you will be merciful, no one will collect the body for you!" ”

"Let's go!"

The group mounted their horses again and continued to plunder the next felt bag.

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