Chapter 30: The Most Vicious Curse

Kebi can be regarded as a broken bone in last year's decisive battle, even if Wu Huan's Lou Banding is in front of him, he still can't avoid the fate of nearly 20,000 warriors killed. At the same time, a large number of warriors were injured and lost a lot of supplies, but they did not gain any benefits.

Of course, there is no pension, and naturally, his reputation in the Eastern Xianbei Tribal Alliance is not as good as before.

"Presumptuous!" Kebineng, who was in the sweat tent, roared angrily at this moment, just because more than ten seconds ago, when a Han slave brought him tea, he found that the tea was too hot. also blame him for being absent-minded, looking up is a mouthful, who can blame him for being burned? But the most unhappy thing about him recently is the Han people, and he suddenly roared.

"Pull it out and whip it to death!" Kebi can vent, and this Han slave is his best venting object.

"The Great Khan spares his life, the Great Khan spares his life!" This Han slave had already been enslaved, and seeing the Xianbei warriors around him stepping forward, he hurriedly knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing to Kebineng.

However, this did not help, she was still taken out and whipped to death by the Xianbei people.

"We must let the big man send more slaves! We have contributed so much to them, we can't afford to lose! Kebi could listen to the screams coming from outside, and his mood calmed down a little, and at the same time, he was thinking about getting the big man to send more slaves.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack!" A herdsman panicked, even stumbling in, and finally rolled in front of Kebineng, and hurriedly shouted.

"What's going on?" Kebineng instinctively bounced up and hurriedly asked.

"The enemy attacked, the cavalry troops of the Han people, killed!" The herdsman hurriedly replied that he was grazing cattle on the outskirts of the tribe, and when he saw the Han cavalry, if it were not for his superb horsemanship, he was afraid that he might not have been able to escape and report the news.

"Quick, come out with me to fight!" Hearing this, Kebineng immediately ran out, thought about it, and ordered to the cronies on the side, "Prepare that thing immediately!" If I can't do it, I can't make them feel better! ”

"Great Khan ......" The cronie couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart when he heard this, and then nodded firmly.

Kebi can simply put on his armor, and when he went out to fight, Xu Huang had already taken the lead in killing him. The cavalry under his command suddenly threw thousands of throwing spears under a command, and the key was to accurately hit the target.

Many of these soldiers are veterans of more than five years, and after a long period of training and strict requirements, it has become possible for them to accurately hit the target while riding a horse.

Many of them are about to face a choice next year, that is, to retire as an elite battalion, and then be recommended to serve in local public security bureaus; Either he will be transferred to an ordinary battalion as a military marquis, and if so, if he can go further before the age of fifty, then he can postpone the time of retirement, otherwise he will be discharged at the age of fifty.

At the age of seventy-five, this is the highest retirement period for the head of the military department. In other words, if Zhu Jun reaches this age, then he will also abdicate. In the final analysis, since the method of practicing Qi has been opened, the lifespan of the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs will be improved, eighty years old is not a problem, one hundred years old is not a dream, and it is normal to work until the age of seventy-five in office.

However, according to his meaning, it should be best to pull down five years old, people over seventy years old, many things tend to be conservative, and the head is not bright, in the end it is not as good as young people. For an empire, it is better to maintain a flexible brain.

The soldiers still don't know Li Ming's plan, but seeing that they will face a choice between two paths next year, many people hope to take the opportunity to make more military achievements, so that whether they change jobs to become military marquis, or retire and transfer to local public security bureaus, they will have more choices.

The soldiers' hard fighting, of course, Xu Huang could feel it. They are all old people who follow him, and Xu Huang is reluctant to retire. This is not the first time that a non-commissioned officer has retired, and every time he feels sad.

But he knows better, what can he do if he doesn't retire? If you continue to stay, you will gradually lose track of the progress, and even drag down the combat effectiveness of the large army. Elite troops, precisely because they have combat effectiveness beyond ordinary troops, can be called elite troops!

"Don't lag behind, kill me!" Zhao Yun shouted, the spear whistled past, and the four or five enemy soldiers along the road only felt a flash of white light in front of them, and then they didn't know anything.

"Don't look down on these southerners!" Gongsun Chan also shouted, the cavalry behind him were all natives of Youzhou, and many of them were his old subordinates, and when he heard this, he immediately roared angrily, and followed Gongsun Chan to fight past.

The entire Xianbei camp was quickly divided and chopped up by three cavalry units, and then was constantly interspersed and killed one after another. After the cavalry under Xu Huang's command threw guns three times, he didn't know how many people were killed or wounded.

The ground was littered with corpses, and some herders had fled everywhere. The tribe of more than 200,000 people was rushed to collapse by 30,000 people. In the end, there didn't seem to be many people left in the camp. The large army directly killed the sweat tent, as long as Kebineng was killed, this group of Xianbei people did not have to worry.

"Hahaha, you're still here! Now that you're here, don't go back! "Kebineng is sitting here with five hundred guards at the moment. He looked at the tribe, which was already getting fewer and fewer people, and knew that the tide was turning.

The art of witchcraft can't stop these Han people at all, how many years has it been, and it's only been ten years, right? Why have these Han Chinese become so powerful? But it doesn't matter, I lost everything, and I don't let them get away with it!

Thinking of this, Kebineng made a gesture, and the five hundred guards behind him took out a strange hat and put it on their heads directly. Xu Huang has good eyesight, and at a glance he can see the vivid face at the top of the hat, this hat is actually made of one person's scalp, it seems that to make a hat like this, at least two people's scalps are needed!

In the place of the face, a curtain is opened, which is generally not needed for hats, but this hat does. Blank spaces are written with obscure symbols in dark red ink...... No, that should be the color of the blood after it dries, this is a symbol written in blood!

"Han people, if you want to destroy me, I will also destroy you!" Kebi laughed and pulled out a dagger and plunged it into his heart. At the same time, the five hundred Xianbei people behind him also took out daggers one after another and stabbed them into their hearts.

"Use blood as a medium, summon blood demons!" Kobi laughed loudly, and then finally fell to the ground, without a sound.

Kebi can commit suicide, Xu Huang and the others' strategic goal has actually been achieved, and they don't even have the need to stay. Xu Huang looked at the scene in front of him, and he didn't mean to stay, he just wanted to leave quickly.

At this moment, a cold wind blew up, and then swirled on the corpses of the five hundred. The blood flowing on the ground began to gather in the direction of the yin wind, and then condensed into blood monsters with no feet, no faces, but hands and small wings.

They flew in the sky, and their numbers increased, and in a short time there were more than five hundred, and they were actually the same number as the corpses.

"Retreat!" Xu Huang didn't know what it was, only knew that it was definitely not a good thing, and immediately ordered a retreat. At the same time, he took out a fire talisman in his arms and hit it directly.

The flames were instantly ignited and burned towards the little blood people, but it had no effect at all, but completely angered them.