Wen Han and the Qianghu giant fought for half an hour, Wen Han from the beginning of the strength of the weak, suddenly became violent, with the Tai Chi routine, skillfully discouraged the strength, and with the strength of the force, the Qianghu giant man gradually forced into a dead end. In the end, it made this Qianghu giant exhausted, and was stabbed in the throat by Wen Han with a shot, and fell off his horse.

Guan Yu and Gao Shun watched it from the sidelines, they had also been exposed to this Tai Chi, but they did not understand it as deeply as Wen Han, and they could integrate it into the spearmanship. The two of them rode horses, and at this time, almost eighty percent of the Qianghu soldiers and horses were exterminated by the black wind, and there were few moving Qianghu people in the prairie.

"Congratulations to the extraordinary virtuous brother, who finally broke through the bottleneck. At this time, if you take off the inner armor of your body. Fighting with Pei Yuanshao, he will definitely be able to defeat within fifty combinations. With Xu Gongming's words, well... Although he can't beat him, it shouldn't be difficult to fight him for seventy or eighty rounds. ”

Guan Yu held the two-foot beautiful beard, and congratulated Wen Han with a pleasant face. When he was in Luoyang, Wen Han often practiced with him and Xu Huang, and at that time he knew that Wen Han had reached a bottleneck, and he could break through as long as he had an opportunity.

But this opportunity is illusory and ethereal, difficult to grasp, some people may be caught in a life-and-death battle, some people need four or five years, and some people have limited potential, and they can't catch it for the rest of their lives. Today, seeing that Wen Han finally broke through and his martial arts improved, Guan Yu was also happy for him.

"Hmm. I train hard every day and never fall behind. and used this inner armor to force out his potential, plus this Qianghu giant is powerful. If I can't break through yet, I can only say that my potential is limited. ”

Wen Han had an indifferent expression, he was a person who pursued the limit, and knew that this person could not be easily satisfied, otherwise he would stagnate. As soon as he finished saying this, Wen Han frowned, the pressure on his body finally exploded, the muscles and blood of his whole body churned, his arms were suddenly drained of strength, his hands shook, and he couldn't even hold the tiger's head silver spear, and fell into his hand.

Wen Han grinned in pain, his face cramped, and he almost fell off his horse. Guan Yu thought that just now, he must have exhausted his whole body's mental strength, and his body was prostration. hurriedly went over to help Wen Han off the horse, Wen Han closed his mouth, couldn't even speak, bent his body and screamed in pain, sweat seeping all over his body. His face was bloodless, his pupils were dilated, and the nerves and bones in his body were pumped and released for a while, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Some of the soldiers riding in the black wind, seeing Wen Han's painful appearance, thought that he was seriously injured, and all of them showed urgency, and they all rode their horses together. Guan Yu waved his hand, saying that Wen Han was fine, and asked them not to make too much noise, disturbing Wen Han's rest.

This inhuman pain lasted for half a pillar of incense, and Wen Han's body sweated several times, and finally endured it. Guan Yu took a few wooden tubes filled with water and gave Wen Han to drink to replenish water, and after Wen Han finished drinking, he was much better. Someone wanted to give him rations, Wen Han shook his head, and said with a wry smile that he couldn't eat anything other than water now.

When Wen Han regained some strength and was still able to ride a horse, Guan Yu of the inner armor persuaded him again and again, but Wen Han refused to take it off. Later, Guan Yu reorganized the soldiers and horses, and Wen Han was arranged last.

At this time, in the four tribes in the distance, the quarrel was turned upside down, and some Qianghu men ran out with weapons, but because the horses of the four tribes were exhausted by the two thousand Qianghu cavalry just now, they had no choice but to rush with running. When those Qianghu men saw the corpses of Qianghu soldiers and horses all over the ground, they were immediately shocked, and almost half of them were howling in disbelief.

Guan Yu sneered and said that this Qianghu people just didn't know what to do, so they dared to come over and send them to death. Immediately issued a charge order, 2,800 black wind riders at this time like a pack of wolves in the prairie, pounced into the lamb herd, slaughtered those Qianghu men on horseback, killed the prairie is a blood-red, and then chased all the way to the tribe, and started to kill, the Qianghu people of the four tribes either struggled to resist, or fled, or were crying and screaming.

This was already a massacre of one side, and there was blood all around. Wen Han's body collapsed, protected by four or five black wind riders, and he watched the killing scene with cold eyes.

The 2,800 Black Wind Riders fought until dawn, and several times the steppe wolves smelled blood and were frightened away by their terrible screams. A ray of sunlight shone on several Qianghu corpses, and the expressions on their faces could be clearly seen, fear, anger, and despair. In the frenzied killing last night, in these four tribes, all those who wore Qianghu costumes, all movable objects, except for the elderly, women and children, were the targets of killing.

Guan Yu, Gao Shun, and two thousand eight hundred Black Wind Riders have lost count of how many people they have killed. I only know that they are numb and numb in their hearts.

Wen Han's eyes hurt from the strong sunlight, and at the end of the night, he rarely made a move, and several Qianghu men tried to attack him, but they were all stabbed to death by the Black Wind Rider who was protecting him.

Wen Han was now in the central square of a certain tribe, and suddenly, looking at the side, his face changed violently, and his face was full of hideousness.

See, in the center of the square. There is a huge pot with wood underneath and a wooden table next to it. Isn't this what Zhang Ping said, the facility for holding the cannibal banquet!

"These four tribes were going to put on that cannibal banquet last night! If it weren't for our soldiers and horses! How many Han people were going to be tortured last night! ”

Wen Han was furious in his heart, and his hands were clenched tightly in his fists.

Sure enough, after a while, Hei Feng rode a few soldiers in several tents and found two or three hundred Han women who were tied up, most of them were dull-eyed and had wooden expressions. Wen Han, Guan Yu, Gao Shun and Heifeng rode all of them, all of them were suddenly furious, they had heard Zhang Ping say that they knew what a cruel banquet this cannibal banquet was.

At this time, among the four tribes, only the elderly, women and children, and Han slaves remained. Wen Han looked at the cauldron for a long time, and there was a demon in his heart calling him, with his human body and his human way!

He looked at a few more Qianghu women, and those Qianghu women seemed to guess what Wen Han was going to do, and immediately screamed in fright, as if they were crazy. Looking at it, it makes people feel unbearable. A few old Qianghu men who should be their fathers hurriedly ran over and knelt down, begging Wen Han in unskilled Qiang language.

Han slaves continued to come out, their previous desperate and dull eyes were replaced by hatred and murderous intent, if it weren't for Wen Han, the leading general, who had not said it, they would not dare to mess around. Otherwise, they would have pounced on it a long time ago, put these Qianghu women on the wooden platform, lit a good fire, and raped Yi

They. Let them try what this cannibal feast is like!

Wen Han's conscience struggled with the demons in his heart, and finally his conscience found a reason for his sanity. Wen Han's eyes were closed for a long time, and he slowly opened them, and the Han people in the audience were waiting for his order.

"We attacked last night, and many Qianghu and soldiers escaped. I'm afraid that tonight, a large army of Qianghu people will come. All the Black Wind riders obeyed the order, immediately gathered the Han people, slaughtered the cattle and sheep, and let them leave immediately after they were full! ”

After Wen Han finished speaking, he immediately left and walked into a tent. I didn't hear Wen Han do anything to these Qianghu old men, women and children, those Han slaves were very disappointed, but they didn't dare to disobey Wen Han's order, Wen Han led the army to rescue, which was something they didn't dare to hope for. Now that they can go back to Dahan, they are satisfied, they are already physically and mentally exhausted, they just want to go back quickly, and they also obediently begin to gather.

Wen Han closed his eyes and rested in the tent, constantly recalling the cauldron in the square, although his face did not change expression, but the green tendons on his neck were constantly squirming.

Suddenly, outside the tent, there were screams like several crazy people. Wen Han ran out when he heard the sound, and when he saw the scene in front of him, his body trembled.

I saw that the hundreds of Han women who were originally tied up should have been untied by the Black Wind Rider, and suddenly attacked, and many women snatched the weapons of the Black Wind Rider, and they were like the Qiang Hu old people and children around them who were screaming and crying, and the roar was as sad as it was. As a Han Chinese, Black Wind Rider couldn't bear to stop them at this time, so he had to watch.

Three Han women, holding guns, were constantly stabbing at a Qianghu woman holding a child, their cloaks were like evil ghosts, and their eyes were fierce. Others, who can't get their weapons, grab them with their hands and bite them with their teeth. Wen Han saw with his own eyes that two Han women bit off the ears of an old Qianghu man. These Han women, what they are shouting, is no longer Chinese, nor is it like human language, they don't know what timbre they are talking about, maybe they don't know what they are shouting.

It's just screaming and screaming and screaming.

"It's me, it's too underestimated. The suffering of these Han Chinese slaves who were taken captive to Qianghu. ”

Wen Han's heart was dripping blood, and he didn't know what kind of torture a person had to suffer to become so crazy. These Han women in front of them have lost their hearts, and their souls have become evil ghosts at this moment.

"Brother Extraordinary, you should let them settle their hatred as they did last time. Otherwise, after they go back to Dahan, I am afraid that they will also lose their hearts and go crazy. It's just karma too. ”

Guan Yu really couldn't see it, and proposed to Wen Han. Wen Han understood that he was already angry just by hearsay, not to mention those Han slaves who had experienced it firsthand. Wen Han nodded, and didn't know how to order, let the black wind ride tie up those old men, women and children of Qianghu, and drive them out of the prairie.

Countless Han slaves, suddenly with a fierce light in their eyes, picked up weapons or hard objects, just kill them, and vent their hatred. On the prairie, there is blood again. This is the karma between the Han people and the Qianghu, it is the normal state of life, although Wen Han can't bear it, he can only let it go. The murderer is allowed to kill him.

After several hours, the killing stopped. Crying and shouting are already the habits of Wen Han, Guan Yu, Gao Shun and Hei Feng Rider. After the Han slaves had filled their hungry stomachs for an unknown amount of time, they were arranged by Wen Han to form five or six teams, each with a thousand people. In last night's fighting, a lot of horses were seized, some people who knew equestrianism rode horses, and a few people sat behind them, stepping on the road back to the Han Dynasty.

Before leaving, these Han slaves knelt down in tears and wept, thanking Wen Han for leading the troops to rescue, and when they learned Wen Han's name, they all remembered it in their hearts, and they should be reborn parents. Wen Han looked at their backs as they gradually left, and after the Black Wind rode up the arrows, he rested here for another day, and saw that Qianghu had no large troops coming, so he pulled his horse and left. In the direction of several other tribes in the steppe, he led the troops.