The king's beard never flashed, and he hid in the distance, like a wounded snake.

Betraying Guo Yang may be his most difficult choice, but he is powerless to resist the pressure from those vassal states. Without those people, he would be useless and struggling.

He had always wanted to open up the steppe trade routes, and then seek opportunities to enter there. Guo Yang is right, with his skills and strength, through some painstaking management, even if he can't establish a country on the grassland, he can at least be a free bandit leader.

However, Guo Yang first saw the faces of those Zhou people and their vassals, and directly gave up those farming tribes and entered the grassland one step ahead of him.

Wang Huzi was not reconciled.

In fact, he had two choices, one of which was to defect to Guo Yang and continue to be a subordinate of the merchant's descendant and run the entire caravan. Second, find a way to bring down Guo Yang.

Wang Huzi chose to bring down Guo Yang.

He now wants people, money, and power, even if it is a big operation, it should not be a problem to mobilize thousands of soldiers of Yan State. But when he remembered Guo Yang's methods, it chilled the former bandit leader.

This time, according to Wang Huzi's thoughts, it must be that Guo Yang finally made a move, throwing out a piece of fat as bait, and it depends on who suffers first.

Therefore, he was very cautious, and even when the grassland caravan was stationed at the mouth of the wolf, Wang Huzi had no intention of doing it at all.

Now it's different, five hundred horses, that's a heart-warming temptation. Moreover, Wang Huzi was quite accurate, and the people of those vassal states were staring at the seven or eight thousand horses that were still on the edge of the grassland, and although they were a little tempted by these five hundred horses, they were not enough to make those people fight.

"Guo Yang, you can deal with the armies of those vassal states, this piece of fat is a gift for you to support your brother." Wang Huzi thought about it repeatedly, and finally decided to do it.

……

The king's men besieged the steppe people, intending to negotiate and complete the business, and then, willingly, send the fools away. In this way, even if Guo Yang really wants to find trouble in the future, they can still find an excuse to leave some way back for themselves.

However, their abacus is well-played, and other people's abacus is also very fine.

A few days later, the allied forces of the vassal states came, and without saying a word, they directly surrounded the people of Wang Huzi and those steppe people.

No one came forward to take charge, and the generals hid in the border cities of Zhongshan Kingdom, talking noisily and lifelessly all day long about how to divide the seven or eight thousand horses of the steppe people. As for the five hundred horses on the Wild Fox Ridge, sooner or later, they will be everyone's dishes, temporarily surround them, and slowly discuss the division when they turn around.

Wang Huzi was furious, he found the real boss of those vassal states, and after repeated battles and compromises, he finally reached a fairer agreement. Everyone separated, each holding one side, depending on which direction those steppe people broke through, even if it was whose prey.

And once the steppe people finally figured out that they wanted to do business with Wangbeard's caravan, and were willing to sell the five hundred horses to him at a low price, Wangbeard had to unconditionally take out half of the horses and sell them to the vassal states at the same price.

As for how to divide the vassal states, it is a matter for others, and it has nothing to do with Wang Huzi.

When the negotiation reached such a result, Wang Huzi held back the fire in his chest, but he had words of suffering, so he could only swallow this evil breath. Wang Huzi swore that once he entered the steppe and had his own territory and power, he would take harsh and cruel revenge on these vassal states.

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The number of people surrounding Yehu Ridge exceeded two or three thousand, and this formation was a bit large, which made everyone feel not very good, especially those grassland people, who completely compressed their defense range around those behemoths.

In comparison, the armies of those vassal states are relatively relaxed, after all, they are regular legions, they need people, weapons and weapons, and they are all well-trained, arranged in formation, and have a decent appearance.

However, their good days were numbered, for, after three or four days, they were attacked by the steppe people.

Not from the steppe people in the encirclement, but from afar.

Those steppe people came out of nowhere, and they suddenly appeared outside the encirclement.

Because all the defensive equipment was set up for the steppe people in the encirclement, Wang Huzi's men and horses and the army of the vassal states were caught off guard, and before they could even react, they were attacked by a group of steppe people.

The steppe people, riding fast horses, wearing sheepskin robes, and their hair were disheveled, silently touched the encirclement seven or eight miles away, and suddenly launched a charge.

Their horses were quick, and their arrows were better, and they swept like a gust of wind, and they shot more than a hundred people with a random flow of arrows. By the time the king's bearded men and the people of the vassal states reacted, turned their bows and crossbows and chariots, and prepared to meet the enemy, the steppe people had already run away.

Coming like the wind, going like the wind, there were more than 100 cold corpses, and the arrows on their bodies were hastily buried by their accomplices before they could be pulled out.

This kind of attack is a bit disgusting, but there is really no good way to stop it, which makes Wang Huzi and the big men of those vassal states furious, and scolds the people who lead the troops.

The perimeter defenses had to be redeployed, and some chariots, crossbows, shieldmen, and archers were partially drawn out and placed outside the encirclement.

In this way, even if there is a small group of grassland people, at least they will not be able to get it so easily, and maybe they will pay a certain price.

As a result, after two or three days, those steppe people never appeared again, which made everyone a little depressed, and of course, began to relax a little.

At this moment, the steppe man quietly touched it again.

Like last time, four or five miles away, their horse team began to charge.

"Prairie people!" A group of soldiers who were preparing to bury the pot and cook heard the warning on the sentry stand, and hurriedly got up, took their positions, and prepared to meet the enemy.

The bow is wound, the shield is on the ground, the crossbow is open, and the chariot is ready to go.

Just wait for an order, and those steppe people will be beaten to the ground.

The people on the first floor of the encirclement also climbed to the heights and hid behind their shields, wanting to watch a good show.

The steppe people, who seemed to know that they were ready, stopped beyond the range of their crossbows, and sat on their horses, like a flock of leopards looking for an opportunity, and slowly swayed in the distance, and from time to time an arrow came from a distance.

The archery skills of the steppe people are unparalleled, not only the accuracy is good, almost a hundred steps through the poplar, the most terrible thing is that their bows are hard and thick, and after special treatment, the range is about one hundred and fifty steps.

And the people of Wang Huzi and the vassal states, except for the crossbow machine that can shoot the target from a long distance, the bow and arrow in his hand are simply waste at this distance.

Everyone was so angry that they shouted, and some people even aimed their crossbows at the steppe people and shot a row of powerful arrows.

Those steppe people seem to know martial arts, and they can push those arrows away at will. Even, there was a young man with unkempt hair, who actually grabbed a crossbow arrow, put it on the string, pulled the hard bow, and with a "whoosh" arrow, a war horse was shot to the ground, and it convulsed for a while before dying.

"Shhhh

There was a gasp from the crowd.

This arrow made Wang Huzi and the people of the vassal states a little nervous. At such a distance, if the other party comes with hundreds of people, a burst of random arrows can always kill dozens of people.

The crowd began to stir, and the nerves tensed.

These people from the steppe are a little terrifying, more difficult than hyenas, more flexible than leopards, more fierce than wolves, and more cunning than foxes.

The main thing, of course, is that the steppe people are more skilled in archery than any of them.

The fifty or so steppe people suddenly took out the arrow, put it on the string, pulled it round, and then the arrow pointed upwards towards the sky, slowly moving the direction.

The people in that direction became nervous, and with a loud "bang-la-la-la" sound, they raised all their shields and other defensive weapons in front of them and above their heads.

The archery skills of the steppe people are terrifying.

The grassland people were very bad, and the bowstring that was full of them did not let go for a long time, so that everyone stared and held their breath, and they didn't dare to blink their eyes, for fear that their eyes would suddenly bloom and an arrow would reach the front door.

"Put!"

A prairie man shouted violently, and the fifty or so long arrows burst out.

Everyone shrunk their necks and hurriedly protected themselves with shields.

As soon as those steppe people took out an arrow, they immediately drew out another long arrow, which was instantly full, followed by another arrow.

The arrows were like beads, and they shot them at will, and they were shot like thunderous arrows, and when they landed, more than a dozen horses were hit by arrows, and three or five unlucky ghosts had just poked their heads out from behind their shields when they were shot by an arrow head-on.

On such a strange battlefield, once someone howls miserably, people's hearts tighten, and it seems that the next arrow is aimed at their face.

Those steppe people galloped wildly, and at the same time bent their bows and arrows, and scared three or two thousand people into shrunken turtles, so angry that those who led the troops screamed, but there was nothing they could do.

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At this moment, the grassland people on the Wild Fox Ridge also began to move.

Silently, they stepped on horseback, taking advantage of the terrain on the hillside, and suddenly launched a wave of charge.

There were two or three hundred of these grassland people, and I don't know where they came from, Wang Huzi's people have repeatedly probed, and this grassland caravan has no more than two hundred people in total, and before coming to Yehuling, fifty or sixty people have been lost.

These beasts must have been hiding in those behemoths in advance!

The war horse charged from top to bottom, and in a few breaths it was about a hundred steps to the encirclement, and Wang Huzi and the people of the vassal states were frightened by the steppe people on the periphery, and shrank behind the shield, leaving the fat butt to the steppe people inside the encirclement.

The arrows of these two or three hundred people are more ferocious, and the main reason is that these people are condescending, and the arrows seem to be more powerful, and in one breath, they have hit nearly two hundred people.

Those who were hit by arrows in the back would not be able to die for a while, and they would howl miserably, scratching and kicking with their hands and feet, disrupting the formation of their companions around them.

The steppe people finally showed their fangs, showing their ferocious side.

They shot out one long arrow after another with a hideous face, with a pleasant sound of breaking through the air, like a violent storm, and swept down a large area in the blink of an eye.

Like the steppe people on the outskirts of the encirclement, they galloped with arrows that made the dog mongrels who were intent on taking advantage cry wolf howls.

After a dozen breaths, the king's beard and the people of the vassal states reacted and turned their shields in a different direction, while the archers scrambled to shoot their first arrows.

But those prairie people were like a gust of wind, and with a whirlwind, they ran towards the top of Yehuling Mountain.

From the bottom up, the power of the arrows will be weakened a lot, so everyone's arrows didn't even shoot off a single hair of the grassland people, and they fell into the grass one after another.

In just a few moments, Wang Huzi and the people of the vassal states lost four or five hundred men.

These steppe people are very bad, their arrows are made into barbs, and they are carefully designed, as soon as the arrow is pulled, the arrow will remain in the body, and if you want to treat it, you can only cut a large hole and slowly dig the arrow out.

In addition, the metal material of the arrow is somewhat special, and it contains a lot of lead, as long as it gets into the flesh, it will easily infect the wound site, causing a very high mortality rate.

Of the four or five hundred people who were hit by the arrow, nearly half of them struggled and wailed for a short time before they died. The other half, like killing a pig, rolled on the ground in pain, crying for his father and mother, and finally died slowly under the full rescue of his companions.

The hunter suddenly became the prey, a huge change that was difficult for the king's beard and the people of the vassal states to accept.

To tell the truth, they had actually been blinded by a random arrow from the steppe people.

The farming tribe and the grassland tribe have not clashed head-on for many years, and most of the young soldiers have never seen the fierceness and fierceness of the grassland people, and they are confused by the honest appearance of the grassland people, and think that those people are some loyal and honest fat sheep that can be slaughtered at will.

Some of the king's bearded men had fought with the steppe people, so their losses were much smaller. Moreover, those steppe people strangely avoided the king's beard, and tried to only pick the soldiers of those vassal states as targets, and shot those terrible long arrows.

Several of the generals who led the troops of the vassal states turned pale, and began to trouble the king's bearded people, asking them why the steppe people only attacked the armies of the vassal states.

Wang Huzi's people, temporarily led by Yan Laoer and Hu Laosi, the two of them sang and harmonized, and eloquently argued for a while, but the generals were even more annoyed, waving the spears in their hands, and they were about to pounce on them desperately.

"Why did the arrows of the steppe people bypass you, are you all in the same group? Today, if you don't give an explanation, Lao Tzu will kill you businessmen and dogs! "A general with troops in the Jin Kingdom was very young, and when he saw that one or two hundred of his soldiers were killed by the steppe people, he himself might not be able to eat and walk around, and he couldn't help but be furious.

"That's it, you thief bones, are you colluding?" The general who led the army of Zhongshan also began to go berserk, brushed the ground and drew a sword, and shouted and asked.

"How do we know! It is estimated that those grassland people are all mad dogs, and whoever bites them can only blame you for your bad life and bumping into the edge of others. Yan Lao Er looked at the generals with unkind faces, and hurriedly said loudly.

Unexpectedly, his words not only did not extinguish the anger of the army of the vassal states, but instead provoked even more violent anger.

Seeing that a fire fight was inevitable, Yan Laoer and Hu Laosi were dumbfounded.

"Damn, you're pointing fingers at us because you're the regular army of the vassal states. In this way, let's charge at the same time and kill those prairie dogs on Wild Fox Ridge, so let's all see who is the hero and who is the bear! ”

Suddenly, a person from Wang Huzi's side stood up, but it was a golden dog.

This person has a lewd expression, a greasy face, a sparse beard trembling and trembling, and he is like a skinny dog with a greedy mouth.

This person has always been greedy for wine and lust, timid and afraid, but unexpectedly, at a critical moment, he stepped forward and loudly reprimanded the military masters of those vassal states, and this courage is really not something that can be pretended.

As soon as his words fell, hundreds of people shouted praise, screaming and encouraging everyone to rush up to the top of Yehuling Mountain, tearing those hateful steppe people to pieces.

"Okay, then let's charge together and divide the five hundred horses according to the number of steppe people killed by all sides!" In the army of the Yan Kingdom, a man with white eyebrows and white hair, who looked like a fierce ancient ape, said loudly.

Under the excitement of the crowd, as long as someone climbs the heights and shouts, they will naturally respond like a cloud.