The snowstorm for three days and three nights was the beginning of a nightmare.

The men of the agrarian tribes began to pay a heavy price for their stupidity and greed.

Death has become the norm and the only way to solve this problem.

Killing their partners did not let them escape from the grassland alive, on the contrary, because there were ghosts in their hearts, which made their death process more tragic and seemed to be longer.

They believe in the so-called reincarnation of the Heavenly Dao, and now, it is time to honor rewards and punishments.

In the blizzard, some of the people were frozen into ice lumps, and most of them fled far away on the snowfield, but in the end, they died tragically on the grassland, and not even a single person escaped.

The generals were the first to be killed, they captured some of the best horses, and when they approached the desert Gobi Desert, they were shot into hedgehogs by a random arrow.

It is said that before they died, the generals were reluctant to curse in low voices, and with great difficulty placed their bodies facing south and facing north, trying to look at their homeland for a long time.

However, Anu and Ah Jiu and others did not let them get their wish.

The bodies of the generals were collected and carefully disposed of by curing bacon, and then a cavalry team was sent to the wolf's mouth to kill the wolf.

There, after the army of the Jin people destroyed the Zhongshan Kingdom, they stationed a fairly large army and built a high wall that was more than fifty miles long.

Those high walls blocked the only way for the steppe people to enter the Central Plains, perhaps, that was the earliest Great Wall.

Twenty-three pickled corpses of generals were taken out of their skins by the steppe people, and they were carefully arranged in such a way that they looked decently lying in front of the Great Wall Pass.

The steppe cavalry caused a series of riots, and the soldiers south of the city wall shouted loudly, hiding behind the brick and stone bunkers, and clenched their blades.

The news spread.

The 2,000-strong cavalry corps of the Yan State was completely annihilated.

The alliance of nearly 5,000 vassal states, with less than 2,000 people left, is struggling on the vast snowy plains, fending for itself.

And their generals, all of them, were killed, pickled, and sent back in vain, and everyone looked strange on their faces, as if they were not smiling, and they could not see what they had experienced in their lives.

The steppe people are devils, beasts, and beasts that kill people without blinking!

These bad reputations spread rapidly, and became a nightmare that the farming tribesmen could not get rid of for hundreds of years and thousands of years.

……

On the grassland, the snowstorm raged for three days and three nights, and then gradually stopped.

The grassland, which stretches for tens of thousands of miles, is buried by three feet of snow.

Some old people of the steppe tribe said that this is a rare snow for thousands of years, which should be able to freeze half of the cattle and sheep to death, and at the same time, it can also freeze to death the vast majority of jackals and dogs.

It's a bad thing, but it's also a good thing, and overall, it's not bad.

Less than 2,000 soldiers of the vassal states became prey.

Guo Yang's men wandered in the distance, just forming a huge encirclement, not allowing a single person to escape.

In fact, those people could not escape, and the endless prairie, covered with snow and vastness, was full of hungry wolves and jackals.

They are constantly searching for food, both during the day and at night.

A large area of grassland full of cattle and sheep in the past was all relocated by Guo Yang, and pointed them in a direction, and was slowly approaching the vicinity of the Tengger tribe.

The only ones left were the soldiers, struggling in the ice and snow.

Like rats, they began to dig burrows, trying to escape the cold and the wolves.

But it was still useless, those wild wolves and jackals could smell the smell of fresh flesh and blood on their bodies dozens of miles away.

Following the scent, the beasts soon found their hiding place, cutting through the thick snow with their sharp claws, and digging holes into the soldiers.

Because of what had happened before, everyone had lost trust, so most of the soldiers of the vassal states fled alone, listening to the sound of those wild wolves and jackals "stinging and stabbing" in the earth, they curled up tightly in a ball, waiting in horror for the first claws to reach in.

What color will those claws be? Grey? Red? Or is it dirty and can't be seen clearly?

Is it a wild wolf? Or is it a jackal? Or the leopard that occasionally appears on the grasslands?

This long wait made many soldiers run out of their stomachs of feces and urine before they died.

In the depths of the crypt, their hearts were broken as they heard the sound of the beasts digging the earth getting closer.

Those dog-day generals, those thousands of damn horses, those steppe brutes, why are they doing all this bullshit? They died and ran, solved their own problems, why only leave bad luck to us poor soldiers?

The men cursed and struggled, throwing clods of dirt in the faces of the beasts, not wanting the wolves or jackals to pull them out.

Those beasts didn't know how to bite off the soldier's neck, but bit a part of their body casually, and began to retreat.

Some of the soldiers dug deep into the burrow, which made it take a long time for him to be torn out, and they regretted that they had accidentally dug too deep.

Once it was torn out of the ground, seven or eight large mouths of blood poured in, and the human body, after two or three breaths, was torn to pieces and eaten alive.

It's better to encounter wild wolves, because wolves usually bite their necks and other vital parts first, and those soldiers will be killed in the blink of an eye, and they won't feel the pain of broken corpses.

Some people are unlucky and encounter jackals, and then they are very sinful.

Whether the jackal eats people or cattle, sheep and horses, his favorite thing is to dig out his anus, and with a rotation of his sharp claws, he will open the head of the large intestine, take it in his mouth, and run twenty or thirty steps into the distance.

The intestines are connected to some organs, white and greasy, bloody and teared out far away, but people and animals can't die for a while, they can only wail and be eaten by a group of miscellaneous pieces, and slowly turn into a pile of white bones.

……

That winter, the sun hung high in the sky, but the weather was bitterly cold, and the entire grassland was covered with that snow for four months.

Guo Yang's people were also trapped in tents, eating meat and drinking wine all day long, drunk and dreaming of death.

Occasionally, they would go out to investigate if there were any soldiers of the vassal states who had escaped from the snowy fields, and they would often encounter packs of wolves, jackals, and snow leopards.

Whenever this happens, it's time for everyone to party.

Dozens of young men with unkempt hair, screaming strangely, shot down one or two hundred wild beasts with a random arrow, and then chased after them and killed dozens of them with knives, and everyone could improve their lives.

The ice and snow are the most suitable for their cultivation, so Anu, Ajiu, Amu, Atu, Ajin and others didn't put any effort aside except for eating meat and drinking wine.

Guo Yang was very generous to his own people, and he did not hide it at all, and taught his cultivation of the Xuanmen Exercises and Demon Clan Exercises to his eight hundred dead soldiers.

Of course, these people did not disappoint him, and in this Prairie Falcon Operation, these young people were all good-looking, and they taught the short-sighted miscellaneous people of the farming tribe a hard lesson.

……

Guo Yang walked around the snowfield, returned to the tent, and resumed his busy day and night.

He was indeed very busy, while cultivating, he looked through various maps, and also found time to study the ancient clay pot.

At the same time, completely solving the threat from the south, he had to think about his future, after all, he still had two or three thousand merchant descendants under his hands, who needed life, but also dignity and a future.

He considered many options, all of which were overturned one by one.

At the moment, the only thing he had figured out was that he needed to build a strong cavalry army.

To achieve this goal, he has several ways, such as using the shell of the Tengger tribe to conquer most of the grassland and become the overlord.

For example, the formation of a state, as Wang Huzi dreamed, through conquest, annexation, and annexation, gradually developed into the overlord of the steppe.

For example, based on the Bagan Divine Peak, by controlling other tribes, he became a hidden overlord on the grassland.

Every path has its own huge advantages, but also huge risks.

What Guo Yang needs is the safest and longest road, otherwise, it is better to drag these people around and become fearsome bandits on the grassland.

These problems have plagued Guo Yang for a long time and kept him awake at night.

Of course, what worries him the most is about his mother Guo Ye. She and the nearly 2,000 merchants disappeared mysteriously since they fled into the vast grassland, leaving no trace behind.

It should be said that in the past few years, through caravans and secret infiltration of other tribes, he has been able to find the nearly 2,000 people who entered the grassland that year, which is still relatively promising. However, after the 2,000 people entered the grassland for more than 1,000 miles, they disappeared.

Two thousand people, unless they encounter some irresistible trouble, otherwise, with the ability of those people, they can still survive on the steppe. After all, according to his father Guo Lu and later Zimao, those 2,000 people were all the elite of merchants, not only did most of them have martial arts, but there was also some resourcefulness.

In addition, there are two other people that he will never forget.

Naren Toya, who took over the swallow of Nanyan Kingdom and gave him a cub. These two mothers-in-law, one is spicy and straightforward, and the other is tender like water, both of them are Guo Yang's sweethearts.

Thinking of them, Guo Yang laughed for a while, worried for a while, and couldn't do anything, so he had to get out of the tent and want to see the vast snowfield.

As soon as he went out, Guo Yang saw a small dot on the snowfield, which was moving slowly, looking at the direction, it should be coming towards him.

Guo Yang half-squinted and looked at it from afar.

Half an hour later, Guo Yang finally took a closer look, and four big white dogs, pulling a thing that looked like a car but not a car, slid all the way.

There were two people sitting on the thing that looked like a car, one big and one small, wrapped tightly in mink robes and mink hats, and they couldn't see their eyebrows clearly.

However, Guo Yang vaguely felt that these two people seemed to have met somewhere, and there was a sense of familiarity, but it was definitely not Anu and them.

He hadn't seen a stranger for a long time, Guo Yang was a little curious, so he stood there and waited, he wanted to see what kind of person could gallop on the vast snowfield.

After all, Guo Yang has only seen oxen pulling carts and horse-drawn carts, and using dogs to pull carts without wheels, which is really the first time he has seen it.

The four big white dogs looked sturdy and fierce, and they bared their teeth at Guo Yang from afar and barked dullly.

On the car without wheels, the two people seemed to be stunned for a moment when they saw Guo Yang from afar, and then they were a little excited, and the short man even stood up and waved at Guo Yang.

"Who else knows me in this ice and snow?" Guo Yang was a little stunned, scratched the back of his head, raised his arm, and waved a few times.