Sima An must have wanted to use those five hundred sheep to trigger the scramble of these slaves, so that our army could take advantage of the chaos to defeat these slaves......

The commander of the Horned Cavalry, Bosil, pondered as he slowly rode his horse to a position about thirty feet away from the slaves. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing this, the slaves became nervous.

Don't look at Sima An and Bosile, there are only a few hundred horsemen on their side, but there are tens of thousands of slaves on this side, but in fact, these tens of thousands of slaves do not dare to take the initiative to attack the other party.

This is also something that cannot be helped, because in Sanchuan, knights are equivalent to warriors, and their status is much higher than that of the regular army of the Central Plains country, equivalent to small nobles, even commoners (tribal people) will be respectful and polite to knights, not to mention low-status slaves.

The domestication of the Usu made these slaves have a kind of reverence for the knights.

Therefore, as long as Sima An and Bosil do not give the order to forcibly kill the slaves and pursue the Wusu tribe, it is believed that these slaves will be on guard here until they are exhausted - many domesticated slaves, whose self-consciousness has long been numb, will only instinctively obey the orders of their masters, and will not think about problems.

At this time, five hundred sheep had been driven to this side, and this scene made the tens of thousands of slaves show a dazed and longing complex look.

Taking a deep breath, Bosil pointed to the five hundred sheep and shouted: "General Sima An has an order, these five hundred sheep are given to you, and if you want, you will come forward and take them." ”

As the words fell, tens of thousands of slaves were silent and looked at each other.

Suddenly, one of the slaves shouted: "Don't be fooled, this is the trick of the Wei army, they will order the attack while we are looting!" ”

……

Bossil turned his head to look in the direction where the voice was coming from, but there was no hostility in his eyes.

The reason is simple, for only slaves who have not yet been thoroughly domesticated into slaves can think of this question rationally and calmly, while those who have been tamed, whose minds are full of devotion to what kind of slaves, cannot think of this question.

This is very clear to Bosil, who was born in the Cornhorn tribe.

So he smiled and shouted at the other party, "Why don't you give it a try?" …… When my 50,000 cavalry arrives here, it will be effortless to defeat you, so why not take a sheep or two and flee from this war before then? Don't worry, our army has no time to pay attention to you, the first evil to be eradicated is only the Wusu tribe! ”

His words made the hearts of those slaves who still had two hearts stir slightly.

To be sure, these slaves, who had not yet been tamed by the Usu people, had no loyalty to the Usu tribe, but only an unforgettable hatred, so they were not willing to fight for the Usu tribe at all, including the slave who had just shouted.

But in that case, why did that clever slave shout loudly to remind the slaves around him?

for he was afraid of the Wei cavalry of Sima An and Boshel.

Although there is no art of war and military books on the grassland like in the Central Plains, the trick of using sheep and wealth to provoke the enemy army to loot and take the opportunity to defeat the enemy army is also common in the grassland.

Therefore, the slaves who still had their brains were worried that if they caused chaos because of the robbery, the Wei cavalry would take the opportunity to crush them and kill them all.

But it cannot be denied that Bosile's last sentence made these slaves who still had brains quite excited.

The reason is simple, because in Sanchuan, sheep are both food and wealth, which can help a person survive in the vast grassland.

After waiting for about a stick of incense, a slave finally couldn't bear it anymore and rushed out, trying to pull away a few sheep under the noses of the Wei cavalry and the rest of the tens of thousands of slaves.

It could be seen that under the watchful eyes of hundreds of Wei cavalry, the slave was under so much pressure that he was in a hurry, and although he tried to take as many sheep as he could, in the end, he only took two.

"Thank you, thank you."

In the Rang language, he said vaguely to Bosil that the slave restrained his greed and fled with the two sheep.

And in this regard, whether it was Sima An, Boshel, or the hundreds of Wei cavalry, they all turned a blind eye to this.

Seeing this scene, more and more slaves were moved, so much so that more than a thousand slaves rushed out at once and began to coax the sheep.

Because the number of people who robbed the sheep was so much greater than the sheep themselves, that the more than a thousand slaves fought with each other.

The chaotic scene made Bosil ride his horse back far away, so as not to be implicated.

"Huh." Bossile laughed secretly in his heart, looked back at Sima An, who was expressionless, and said secretly in his heart: It's time to take advantage of the chaos to attack, right?

However, to his surprise, Sima An did not move.

Until the more than 1,000 slaves decided the victory, the strong slaves fled with their flocks, and the weak ones were knocked to the ground, and Sima An still did not move.

How so?

Bossil felt a little confused.

At this time, I saw Sima An riding his horse slowly forward, and said to the slaves who fell to the ground in a more fluent Zong language: "Don't worry, this general will give you a chance to get sheep, and even let you get rid of your status as slaves and join the Sichuan Alliance......

"Really, really?" The slaves who fell to the ground were taken aback, and they all struggled to get up, looking at Sima An with uncertain expressions.

Since at this time, hundreds of slaves had fled with five hundred sheep, and Sima An's cavalry had no intention of chasing them, so they had some trust in Sima An's words.

After all, if it was really just a trick, Sima An could have ordered an attack while they were coaxing the sheep, but he didn't.

Give us another chance to get the sheep?

Can you still get rid of the status of slaves?

Allow us to join the Sichuan Alliance?

It was not only the hundreds of slaves who failed to snatch the sheep that were pleasantly surprised, but also the untamed slaves who were hiding among the tens of thousands of slaves.

At this time, I saw Sima An raise his head and point to the west, and said in a loud voice: "Pursue in this direction, kill the men in that direction, for every five men killed, I, Sima An, will reward you with a sheep, and if you kill ten men, I will dismiss your slave status and allow you to join any tribe in the Sichuan Alliance...... Kill enough of a hundred men and allow you to revert to your old names. ”

After a pause, he took a deep breath and shouted loudly: "This is my Sima An, my promise to you!" ”

In the work of more than a dozen breaths, the tens of thousands of slaves whispered, and it seemed that they still had some doubts about the authenticity of Sima An's promise.

But Sima An's practice of giving sheep to win trust has made these slaves see Sima An's integrity.

Suddenly, there was a violent chaos among tens of thousands of slaves, and thousands of slaves rushed out to the west in desperation, much to the consternation of the numb-looking slaves.

"Don't run away! The host ordered us to stay here! ”

Several numb slaves tried to stand up to their companions, but were instantly killed by the untamed slaves.

This scene, as if it was a fuse, caused the tens of thousands of slaves to fight with each other.

And from beginning to end, Sima An just stood in place with an expressionless face, watching quietly.

After about a quarter of an hour, those numb slaves could not stop the slaves who had been instigated by Sima An, and could only watch as those people poured into the west like a tide.

The only thing these people can do now is to keep on guard here.

At this time, Sima An spoke again and continued to incite these slaves: "Just like the five hundred sheep, I Sima An has given you the opportunity, but some people can grasp it, and some people see the opportunity missed because of timidity...... When your companions have killed enough enemies, freed themselves from slavery, and received the rewards of sheep and women, you will lose a second chance. ”

As a result, another group of people were instigated by Sima An and left the team blocking the Wei army.

But even so, there were still nearly 20,000 slaves here.

What a bunch of obedient slaves......

Sima An frowned, and then, under the shocked gaze of Bosil, he rode alone and slowly came to those slaves.

Seeing this, about a dozen slaves rushed to Sima An and tried to kill the latter, but the regretful man, Sima An drew his sword and cut down the slaves to the ground like chopping vegetables and melons.

"Who do you think General Ben is?" Sima An, who was covered in blood, looked around at the slaves with an expressionless face, and actually bluffed the slaves to retreat.

It is no wonder that after all, as a Wei general who has repeatedly created extermination and massacres on the Sanchuan grassland, Sima An's murderous reputation has already spread throughout Sanchuan, and those Sichuan people who are enemies of Wei are even more legendary Sima An like ghosts and gods, no wonder these slaves are afraid in their hearts.

"Listen!" Sima An, who was covered in blood, glanced at the slaves around him with cold eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Your original master, the Wuxu tribe, is about to become the soul of my Sima An's sword, and I will continue to slaughter and slaughter all the enemies who stand in front of me...... Now, I give you a chance to live and fight for my Sima An! Obey my commands, take up arms, and pursue the doomed tribe of the Osu, and if you obey my commands, I will give you as your new masters...... Restore the rights that were once human beings. ”

With that, he raised his hand, pointed to the west, and roared, "Turn around and run west!" Run! Run! For me, Sima An, slaughter the enemies in front of you! ”

Hearing this, nearly 20,000 slaves in the vicinity looked at each other, and they looked in amazement at Sima An, who was murderous like a ghost, and actually ran towards the west under the latter's urging.

"Quick! Fast! Block! Run, slay all the enemies in front of you, and fight for your new master! ”

At the incendiary urging of Sima Ana, more and more slaves turned and ran westward.

In fact, these slaves felt very dazed at the moment, and they couldn't understand why they would obey Sima An's orders, but they just followed the big stream.

But after running for more than 100 feet, the confusion in the hearts of these slaves was gradually replaced by a belief: yes, we will serve our new master Sima An and slaughter the enemies in front of us.

At this moment, about twenty zhang away from Sima An, Bosil watched in amazement as tens of thousands of slaves ran away, and then looked at Sima An's back with disbelief.

What is this?

One man, conspired against tens of thousands of slaves?

Moments later, however, Bossil came to terms with what he had witnessed.

The Sichuan people respect the strong, and those slaves surrendered to Sima An, the killing god, from the heart, in addition to some verbal incitement, the main reason is that Sima An, a man, his courage is stronger than that of the Wusu tribe!

Bosil suddenly realized that he might have been covered by the aura of Zhao Hongrun, the king of Su, so that he never realized that the Wei general Sima An turned out to be a heroic man whose courage was not inferior to that of his stepfather Bitatu.

At this time, Sima An had already withdrawn his weapon, rode his horse slowly back to Bosil, and said in a deep voice: "Calculate the time, His Royal Highness King Su should have almost sent troops from Yucheng, in His Highness's army, I believe that there will be white sheep, gray sheep, green sheep and other army of the Zong tribe, if you wait until the army of the Zong tribe arrives, the killing or release of the Wusu tribe will become a problem that affects the morale of the army...... Therefore, before the arrival of His Royal Highness King Su's army, you and I should solve this problem for His Highness......" After a pause, he said expressionlessly: "Slaughter the Wusu tribe for me!" ”

The murderous aura on Sima An's face made Bo Xile feel shocked.

"The last general obeys!" Bossile subconsciously took the order.

Immediately, he was in a trance: Originally, he was just obeying the orders of His Royal Highness King Su so he obeyed the Wei general in front of him, and just now, he instinctively accepted the order of this Wei general?

After secretly glancing at Sima An, he had to admit that this general of the Wei State did have an inexplicable deterrent.