The veteran's good days are over.

When it falls into the hands of Amu, no one has good fruit to eat.

He is a madman, he can do life and death to his own people, but for his enemies, he is a wolf, a snake, and a complete devil.

With one punch, he knocked out half of the old Yan Guo's broken teeth, and one of his heels fell from the horse, and began to torture slowly.

Anyway, the grassland is very large, and a person's miserable cry can't be heard far, and the sound disappears.

The old soldier pleaded bitterly, like a father begging his son to spare him, tears and deep remorse.

He soon figured out what was going on, for Amu began to ask questions as cruelly and earnestly as he had interrogated Wang Huzi.

In fact, Amu also knew that a guy didn't have much useful information at all, he was just looking for an excuse to make the veteran of the Yan Kingdom have some hope, and when he was finally killed, it would make this old thing even more uncomfortable.

For Guo Yang and Amu, Dashang and the so-called King Su have little to do with it, the country is destroyed, and the former king is hanged, which is the end of an era.

The descendants of these shitty businessmen live aggrieved and lowly one by one, this is the source of hatred, Amu needs an outlet, otherwise, the flame of aggrieved will eventually burn from his body and turn him to ashes.

In just one afternoon, the veteran confessed what he knew five or six times, but somehow his words and storyline were told exactly the same, but his emotions were always unaligned, which made him miserable.

Amu, a madman, was cruel and always maintained a look that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, which broke the hearts of the veterans of the Yan Kingdom.

"Master, I was wrong, I was really wrong, my three sons deserve to die, they died well, they died cleanly." The veteran said all the words begging for mercy in the world, but he couldn't impress this man who had been gnawed by wild dogs, so he began to curse himself and others, and finally scolded Zhou Tianzi and Zhou Gongdan hundreds of times.

The more Amu looked at it, the more he felt itchy teeth, and he died without holding back a knife.

Amu returned to the camp of the Yan people in a low mood, Sanding mutton, mutton soup, and half a bottle of poison easily took the lives of ninety-eight cavalrymen.

At night, he lay in the pile of bastards' corpses, sleeping as if nothing had happened, until the next day the man who gave the order arrived.

The herald was a very sturdy young man, but when he saw a large number of dead people of various shapes, his crotch quickly became wet.

He ran to the horse, but his calves trembled, and he could not jump on the horse's back several times.

I finally jumped on the horse, but the horse didn't go.

He fixed his eyes on a young man with unkempt hair leading his horse, looking at him with a smirk.

……

It took Amu half a meal to get the herald to work.

The matter was urgent, and he reluctantly slit the man's throat, disguised himself as a herald, and began to issue a series of jumbled false orders.

The training of the Yan cavalry team was very good, and it was originally a terrifying force, but it was too rough in some details, allowing Amu and the others to find flaws, and through despicable means, these flaws were magnified more than tenfold.

This kind of mistake, in the eyes of those veterans of the field, is a low-level mistake of commanding the army, the young general was carried away by personal grudges, and issued orders one after another like a dog, but the people who carried out these orders were all replaced by Guo Yang's people.

A detachment of 100 cavalry was sent out to pounce on the wrong targets.

A strange battle has begun.

……

The alliance army of the vassal states slowly surrounded the thousands of war horses, opened up the stance, and prepared for a big battle to annihilate the two or three hundred steppe people.

The steppe people panicked, tore a hole in the weakest part of the encirclement of the alliance of the vassal states, and broke through.

They didn't look back, they hurried into the vast grassland.

That's it?

Everyone was a little blindsided by the sudden success. Especially the old general of Yan Kingdom, twisting a mouthful of gray beard, muttered silently.

This is not the same as the original plan.

According to the previous strategy, he needed to lead the entire coalition army around the grassland, and wait until his strange army succeeded and took most of the war horses away, then he would attack, kill those steppe people, snatch the remaining Qian'er 800 war horses, and then withdraw from the grassland "dejectedly", noisily dividing the small piece of meat.

Those steppe people are simply stupid, they actually used all kinds of despicable means to lead the alliance of vassal states to form a big encirclement, and then, give up those seven or eight thousand war horses?

Something went wrong, and the old general hesitated.

He thought something was wrong, but he really didn't know what part of the plan had gone wrong.

In full view of everyone, he, the commander of the coalition forces, could not say anything, so he could only pretend to be overjoyed, and the soldiers of the other vassal states drove the thousands of horses back.

He was pondering that he had to find an opportunity to catch all these guys who came with him, leaving no one behind.

It's a pity that the old general of Yan State made a killing move, and the soldiers of the other vassal states were not stupid, and they also began to dig out their minds and want to swallow these spoils of war alone. Of course, at least it can't be plotted by others for some reason.

A coalition team, because they belong to different masters, so, a more dangerous open and secret battle began.

Of course, these are tedious things, almost well-known means, which are nothing more than spying on each other, watching out for each other, colluding with each other, complimenting each other, flattering each other, hating each other so much that they are more affectionate than siblings.

Those steppe people didn't know what to do, they looked stupid, and at the same time they seemed very clever, which made several generals of the alliance of vassal states cry and laugh.

Those cunning guys guessed that maybe everyone couldn't get out of the prairie, and their internal battle would start inexplicably, but no one knew which dog mongrel would be the first to show its teeth and nails.

The group of men and horses slowly moved towards the edge of the grassland, because they brought thousands of horses, their movements became bloated and sluggish, which made those veterans of the frontier very worried, afraid of the hyena-like attack of the steppe people, and even more worried that their own people would fight first.

However, some cavalry appeared out of nowhere to put an end to everyone's suspicions.

The cavalry, dressed in shepherd costumes, began to attack the allied forces of the vassal states day and night.

The old general of Yan Guo was dumbfounded, this was not part of the plan!

He ordered his soldiers to make marks on their cowhide armor to prevent them from being accidentally injured by his own men, and ordered his men to shoot as far as possible from the arrows in their hands.

However, those "own people" didn't care about this, and they attacked and killed one round after another, not only killing many people from other vassal states, but also killing many soldiers of Yan State.

The scene got out of control, and the old general felt that there was a problem, so he had to give the order to kill the cavalry.

The soldiers of the Yan State were relatively more fierce, and once they began to counterattack, they would inevitably cause a lot of damage to those cavalry. Those cavalry, in turn, began to point their main spearhead at the Yan army.

On the steppe, it is the world of cavalry, the chariots carefully prepared by the vassal states are almost useless, those cavalry do not clash head-on with the chariot phalanx that is waiting for them at all, they can kill a few if they can, a wave of attacks is completed, turn around and leave, and they can't even catch a prisoner.

Under the attack day and night, the retreat of the alliance forces of the vassal states became slower and slower, and the disadvantages of food and grass finally appeared.

The cattle and sheep of the steppe people only prepared for them to come in, but not to go out, which was obviously a well-planned lure to the enemy.

The month's grain and grass that had been prepared soon bottomed out, and the generals began to worry about the rations of the soldiers. Roughly calculated, there are still 800 miles to withdraw from this grassland and enter the desert Gobi Desert, which is fatal for the army lacking food and grass.

Fortunately, they got a few thousand horses, and this great victory was an inspiration to everyone in the alliance of the vassal states, and some people had already made plans, and it was a big deal to slaughter the horses and withdraw from the steppe at the same time, and at least half of the fruits of the victory would be retained, which was also a lot of wealth.

Unfortunately, Guo Yang didn't want to give them time to slaughter the horses.

A stormy attack is about to begin.

……

Amu pretended to send an order to let the Yan cavalry continue to attack the alliance forces of the vassal states, and at the same time organized the hundred of his own people to secretly attack those cavalry.

Assassination is the most common method, of course, it is not excluded to use more despicable methods, such as poisoning, giving laxatives to horses, stabbing in the back, dividing brotherhood, and so on.

Every day the cavalry was in a state of inexplicable euphoria, mixed with a vague sense of unease, and everyone seemed a little unusual, for while they were excitedly killing others, others were quietly killing themselves.

The enemy is unknown, the opponent is unknown, they are instructed day and night by a series of false orders, exhausted and starving, pinning their heads to the waistband of their trousers.

It was a tiresome battle, and it was also an absurd battle, and Guo Yang's men hid far away, and their only task was to cut off the opponent's communications and not let any news leak out.

Those beasts who are familiar with the terrain of the steppe, eat meat and drink, and do nothing, like some grassland gangsters.

They are really some gangsters, they don't talk about morality, they don't look like heroes, they don't look like men, except for their ruthless and non-rapping, they are not as good as those girls.

They insidiously hid in the distance, and their only task was to drag the armies of the vassal states, biting their tails and preventing them from leaving the steppe easily.

……

Endless raids, battles, arrows, javelins, blood, death, decay and fear made this war that could have been remembered in history dreary, people fought silently, died silently, and the corpses abandoned on the grassland were left unattended, silently rotting, and finally became a puddle of rotten shit, silently nourishing the grassland.

Many years later, in the places where people fought and died, from time to time they would see a vigorous dog's tail grass, which is estimated to be the place where people died back then.

For thousands of years, the corpses never moved their nests, and finally became part of the grassland, just like their bad reputation and legends.