On the vast grassland, a cavalry marched in an orderly manner by moonlight, and these cavalry were all one man and two horses. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Wherever the cavalry passed, the earth trembled, startling the birds and beasts in the vicinity. The tribe not far away was already silent at this time, and the Xianbei people who had been busy all day had already fallen asleep.

At a certain distance from the tribe, the cavalry suddenly accelerated, and in the darkness of the night, the cavalry drew the blades from their waists in unison. Under the moonlight, the cold light was shining. The sleeping Xianbei herdsmen were awakened by the vibration of the galloping horses.

In the haze, many people went out to check, some time ago, the leader Kebineng recruited most of the tribe to go towards Danhan Mountain, and I don't know how many people will survive when they return. Under normal circumstances, the people of the tribe would not choose to travel at night, but it is true that the shaking of the earth can only be produced by a large number of cavalry.

By the moonlight, the Xianbei people looked in the direction from which the sound of horses' hooves came, and what they saw was a strangely dressed cavalry galloping towards them. Han? Enemy attack? After a short period of thought, I thought it was a fantasy, and the depths of the prairie had not seen the Han cavalry for a long time.

The cavalry was getting closer and closer, and the speed of the horses did not decrease but increased, and at this time, the Xianbei people who reacted shouted loudly: "Enemy attack, enemy attack!" “

Moments later, the cavalry rushed into the tribe with their blades glowing with cold light. The sound of shouting and killing everywhere resounded in the sky, and in the face of the sudden attack, the unsuspecting Xianbei people fled in all directions. Some people looked for weapons to resist in a panic, but it was all in vain. Wherever the cavalry passed, there was no room for life, and the smell of blood permeated the entire tribal camp.

The sound of blades clashing, screaming, and neighing horses were mixed together, and the whole tribe was shattered, and where there were people gathered to resist, they would be taken care of. Many tents were set on fire, and the panicked crowd was driven by the cavalry with nowhere to escape. When the sky was about to dawn, the names of the cavalry began to be concentrated one after another, and after a night of rushing and killing, each cavalry had a lot of combat exploits, and the captives who survived were gathered together, and at this moment they found out that those demons last night turned out to be the cavalry of the Han army.

"Report! General Zhao, the entire tribe has been searched and suppressed, and all the prisoners have been concentrated! A scout-like cavalryman reported to Zhao Yunyu.

"Are there any casualties?" Zhao Yun asked with concern, this cavalry is the treasure in the heart of the senior brother, and it is difficult for him to explain whether he has been damaged in public or private.

"General, no one was killed, and some of the brothers were slightly wounded!"

"Order the wounded brothers to wash their wounds and bandage them immediately, while the rest of the unwounded take turns guarding the captives!"

Hearing this, the scout took the order and left. Zhao Yun lowered his head and looked at the unrolled map, and soon ordered his guards to find Zhang Fei and Tai Shi Ciyan and said:

"Last night's First World War, this tribe was basically strangled, and we will rest here for a day during the day, and in the evening, we will wait for the three of us to act separately, and after three days, no matter what the results of the battle, we must return here to meet."

"I listen to you, who made you the main general!" Zhang Fei replied with a smile.

"The Lord has ordered you to be the main general, and everything is up to you!" Tai Shi Ci said.

After the three of them finished discussing, they went separately to rest, as for these prisoners who were gathered together, there were no further arrangements, and at this moment Zhao Yun's heart was struggling violently. In the face of unarmed people, he never made up his mind, but the senior brother said that blood for blood and tooth for tooth were loved, and almost none of the soldiers who flew feather rode last night were soft.

Zhao Yun, who had been tired from the rush for several days, simply fell asleep and slept until he was woken up by Xia Houlan. After a hurried meal, Wang Jun arrived with a group of newly subdued horse thieves.

"See General Zhao." Seeing Zhao Yun, Wang Jun immediately stepped forward and saluted. In the battle with Xianbei last year, Zhao Yun's bravery, Wang Jun remembered it vividly, and he only admired Zhao Yun. On weekdays, Wang Jun and Xiahou Lan are good friends, so Zhao Yun is also very kind to Wang Jun.

"Captain Wang, you are waiting for the right time." Zhao Yun said this, and brought Wang Jun to the map.

He looked at it fixedly, and then said: "Our generals are divided into three ways to sweep in the north, west, and east directions, and you need to send guides to follow, and the camp and the captives here will be handed over to Captain Wang to guard!" ”

"The last general commands!" Wang Jun replied without hesitation.

The army was ready, except for a few who were seriously wounded, and the rest of the flying feather riders all set off in three directions. Although Zhao Yun handed over the captives to Wang Jun's custody, with Zhao Yun's understanding of Wang Jun, these captives were afraid that they would die, and a trace of guilt suddenly arose in his heart.

The weather on the grassland was getting colder, and night was getting much earlier, and the flying feather team led by Zhao Yun was quietly approaching a tribal camp under the leadership of a guide.

The lights in the camp were dim, and from time to time Han slaves could be seen shivering in the cold wind. After observing for a while, it was confirmed that the guards in the camp were lax, so Zhao Yun led the Flying Feather Cavalry to rush in quickly with an order. As soon as they rushed into the camp, the Han cavalry saw the tragic situation of the Han slaves. Anger suddenly burned in his heart, Zhao Yun rushed to kill for a while, and then rode towards the place where the slaves lived.

When the slaves saw a cavalry coming, they immediately crowded together in horror, and Zhao Yun said when he saw this: "We are the Han army, so you don't need to panic!" ”

"Master Wang, it's Master Wang who came to save us!" The slaves shouted excitedly.

For a while, the Han slaves were excited, and the light and strong who had the strength to fight immediately searched for weapons everywhere and took the initiative to join the liquidation of the Xianbei people in this tribe. After the battle, the tragic experience of the Han slaves spread among the flying feather riders, and at this moment, the trace of pity in Zhao Yun's heart disappeared without a trace.

Senior brother is right, Xianbei people are beasts, no, they are simply beasts! In the face of being caught a few captives, Zhao Yun threw them to the agitated Han slaves without saying a word, and the screams followed, and some Han slaves actually bit off the flesh of the Xianbei people with their mouths, and the tragic death of those captives made the flying feather cavalry soldiers present deeply imprinted in their minds.

In the next two days, several tribes were leveled by Zhao Yun's army. There was no mercy when he attacked, and the soldiers of the Flying Feather Rider completely vented their anger on these Xianbei people. As a Han person, especially the soldiers of the Han Dynasty, I have a deeper understanding of the Xianbei people at this moment. It is precisely for these soldiers of the flying feather cavalry that the Liaodong Army in the future will never be soft on foreign warfare.

Because they have the responsibility of protecting the territory and protecting the people!