Chapter Ninety-Five: Chopping the Grass

"You mean, those leaders and leaders are all thieves and plotting rebellion?!" Yan Zhanshu's cold eyes slowly swiped on Qi Mitu's body like a knife, causing goosebumps all over his body to float.

"Yes! The villain dares to swear to the sky, every word is true! There is no half-sentence falsehood! He knew that this was the time to decide the fate of his life, so he knelt on the ground and said in Chinese: "The great wolf god is above, and I suddenly swear that I am willing to die to the person in front of me!" Children and grandchildren will always be slaves, and they will never repent! ”

"Good!" Yan Zhanshu looked at the villain in front of him, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, at any time, the leading party always has a great role, and he also needs to erect a benchmark.

"Since you have offered your loyalty to me, then, I will be the general of the Han Dynasty, Yan Zhanshu, canonize you as the commander of the Wuhuan Department, command a thousand Wuhuan cavalry, and have the power to kill and take it!"

"Swear allegiance to the general!" The fan suddenly fell down in excitement, prostrate forward, and kissed the tip of Yan Zhanshu's boot with his lips.

Looking at the abrupt posture and Yan Zhanshu's approving expression, Zhao Yun felt bored for no reason.

"Zilong, you have worked hard to bring all the leaders in that big tent here." Yan Zhanshu said politely to Zhao Yun.

After Zhao Yun left, he turned to Han Dang and said, "Yigong, prepare your manpower, listen to my orders, and kill them all!" ”

"No!" Sticking out his tongue and licking his lips, his eyes swept over his throat, and the corners of Han Dang's mouth showed a trace of hideousness: "If you want me to say, you should have killed those leaders cleanly a long time ago!" ”

Opening the tent door, Zhao Yun glanced at the people in the tent, and an emotionless voice sounded: "The general invites you to come over." ”

Nearly twenty Wuhuan leaders got up one after another, followed Zhao Yun, and under the strict supervision of the surrounding Han soldiers, they entered Yan Zhanshu's cowhide tent.

More than a dozen flaming mutton fat torches illuminated the cowhide tent as bright as day, Yan Zhanshu was wearing heavy armor, his helmet was not removed, and he sat on the tiger skin soft mattress with a golden knife, and his black eyes stared at the dozen or so Wuhuan leaders who rushed in for a moment, and the cold light in his eyes flashed away.

Yan Zhanshu's side, Yan Liang and Han Dang stood solemnly with their swords, and the two of them also had unloaded their armor and had cold expressions.

When more than a dozen leaders of the Wuhuan tribe bent down into the big tent, Zhao Yun also followed in, and casually covered the thick cowhide tent curtains, blocking the endless darkness and cold in the desert from the tent in an instant.

Outside the tent, the wind howled, but inside the tent was bright and bright, and there was silence, an eerie silence.

"Whoop." The flaming mutton fat torches made a suffocating sound, and the air was filled with suffocating oppression and solemnity.

"See General." More than a dozen leaders of the Wuhuan tribe lined up in front of Yan Zhan's writing. With a respectful expression of the right hand on his chest, he bowed and bowed, giving the most respectful etiquette on the prairie.

Yan Zhanshu waved his hand and said, "Leaders, please take a seat." ”

"General Xie." A dozen leaders bent down again and sat cross-legged on the carpet.

Yan Zhanshu's eyes were gloomy, and he swept over the faces of more than a dozen leaders one by one, and said: "Today, Ben will specially invite all the leaders to ask everyone for a favor, of course, it is just a trivial matter. ”

The Wuhuan leaders lowered their heads one after another, suppressed the uneasiness in their hearts, and said respectfully: "I am willing to listen to the general's orders." ”

"That's right." A cold smile appeared on the corner of Yan Zhanshu's mouth, and he said, "General Ben wants to borrow something from your leaders. ”

"As long as the general needs it. I'm all in the way. ”

"Good." The smile on the corner of Yan Zhanshu's mouth became colder and colder, and he said, "I want to borrow your head for a while!" ”

"Huh?"

"Hmm!"

"What!?" More than a dozen Wuhuan leaders looked at each other in shock, and the two young leaders couldn't hold their breath, and they had already bounced up and drew their knives in their hands. The older and heavy-handed leaders looked at each other, they couldn't believe their ears, they had already surrendered, why did Yan Zhanshu kill them? Could it be that they saw Chi Mi Tu huddled in the corner of the big tent, and immediately understood something: "Chi Mi Tu, you traitor to Wu Huan!" Come to a sticky end! ”

Even if there was no sudden informant, Yan Zhanshu wanted to sweep away these Wuhuan leaders - the method in the Wuyan Department was very effective at the beginning, and the iron cavalry of the Wuyan Department who followed the killing of the Han army has now been completely integrated into Yan Zhanshu's command. If it weren't for the fact that Yan Zhanshu's headquarters was too small, this killing would definitely not be limited to the dozen or so leaders in front of him, but would be the same as the Wuyan Department, killing all the leaders of the above level with hundreds of people!

In order to make the Wuhuan people the most loyal part of Yan Zhanshu, the backbone of the three-level pyramid system, and the vanguard of Yan Zhanshu's conquest of Liaodong and the desert, it is necessary to integrate the Wuhuan tribes distributed in Daijun, Shanggu, Yuyang, Youbeiping, Liaoxi, Liaodong and Saiwai.

After the integration, the Wuhuan people will be divided into five parts: front, back, left, right, and center. Yan Zhanshu will appoint Zhao Yun, Yan Liang, Gao Lan, Han Dang, and Liao Hua as five major generals. Such an integration will inevitably touch the interests of the Wuhuan chieftains, and they will inevitably be strongly opposed, or even betrayed, by them. Therefore, these Wuhuan leaders must die.

"Are you finished?" The look in Yan Zhanshu's eyes gradually became extremely hideous: "When you're done, get ready to go on the road!" ”

A young Wuhuan leader said sharply: "I have long said that the Han people have no faith in their words, and you are still lucky." Now the knives are all up to the neck, what nonsense! Kill him, and then lead his people back to the tribe. ”

"Kill!" The other young leader let out a loud shout and swung his knife at Yan Zhanshu.

"Humph!"

"Hmm!" Two cold muffled snorts sounded, Han Dang and Yan Liang took a step forward suddenly, and they could stand in front of Yan Zhanshu, and the saber in their hands flashed with cold light, twisting the leader who pounced on him into three pieces, and fell to the ground in pain and twisted and struggled.

When the other leaders saw it, they felt that they were not opponents, took a step back, turned around and wanted to flee.

"Huh!?" The icy killing machine struck like a tide, locking them firmly in an instant, and he looked up sharply, only to see the silver-armored general standing coldly at the door of the tent, a heavy cavalry spear in his hand, like a lamp grass shaking out several large spear flowers.

"Now that they're all here, do you still want to leave alive?" Yan Zhanshu took a step back and said coldly: "Kill!" ”

"Die!" Zhao Yun, Yan Liang, and Han Dang shouted at the same time, their eyes were full of murderous intent, and almost at the same time, the closed cowhide tent was suddenly opened, and more than a hundred soldiers in heavy armor roared in, and the sharp spears reflected a cold glow under the light of the mutton fat torch.

Murder, outright murder! In less than a quarter of an hour, the killing subsided, and looking at the corpse of the Wuhuan leader on the ground that was painfully twisted, even Zhao Yun didn't feel anything wrong!

The next day, in front of the whole army, Yan Zhanshu announced his new formation:

"Warriors of the Wuhuan Clan."

"Your leaders have rebelled for more power, and I have suppressed them. However, their rebellion has nothing to do with you, I would have sworn in the name of the Celestial Wolf God that I would regard the entire Wuhuan tribe as my most loyal tribe, even if the Celestial Wolf God abandoned me. I will never abandon you! ”

All the Wuhuan people had solemn expressions, the Sirius God was sacred and could not be desecrated, and the oath was also sacred and undesecrated. The sons of the grassland rarely take an oath, and once they take the oath, they will fulfill their words, and whoever violates the oath will be spurned by the entire grassland and become the public enemy of all barbarians.

"Every Han soldier who followed me was promoted to the rank of chief, and he was allowed to command two warriors of the Wuyan tribe and one warrior of the foreign army. I will abide by the previous agreement with the Wuyan Tribe, and every soldier of the original Wuyan tribe and the warrior of the foreign army will be promoted to one level and become a captain, and can command the five new soldiers or slave armies of the Wuhuan tribe. In addition, I will divide half of the slaves and cattle other than the Han people from this captivity, and divide them evenly among everyone! As long as it is a warrior who participated in this operation, whether it is the Han army, the Wuhuan or the foreign race, everyone will be rewarded! ”

All the Uyan warriors' eyes widened in an instant, and they couldn't believe their ears. Is it true that the general did not treat himself as a consumable and not only promoted his rank, but also gave them half of the captured slaves and livestock?

The newly surrendered Wuhuan warriors are even more full of hope, and the present of the Wuyan warriors is their future! As more tribes are conquered, you'll be able to move up the ranks and get more cattle, sheep, and slaves!