The Hun cavalry galloped in the direction of the tribe, and when they saw that they were about to arrive, they suddenly heard a mournful and desolate song. A famous Hun cavalryman www.biquge.info the pen "Fun" Pavilion couldn't help but shed tears in this song. The war horse seemed to feel the mood of its master, and had already stopped unconsciously.

Who let his relatives sing such a sad song, who brought such suffering to his relatives, and who made the iron-blooded man of the grassland shed tears. A Hun cavalryman subconsciously wiped his tears. At the same time, a wave of sadness rose in my heart.

At the end of the day, just now that you and your comrades have personally defeated those hateful enemies, why are you so sad, fellow relatives? Gently patting the war horse, he slowly walked in the direction of the tribe.

Although there were tens of thousands of cavalry at this time, the footsteps of the war horses were exceptionally light. It seems that he is afraid that these noises will disturb the relatives in the tribe.

The tribal camp gradually revealed, imagining those relatives who cheered. At this point, he fell to his knees, bound together by ropes. Red-clad and red-armored enemies, with swords in hand, resting on their necks.

I was stunned in my heart, and the weapon in my hand fell to the room, why, why are there still enemies here? Why are their relatives held hostage by their swords? Could it be that all the enemies that he and his comrades have just defeated are fake? Or is it just a false dream?

At this time, Sun Buji walked out of the tribal camp and immediately raised his arm. A cavalryman bent his bow and arrows and pointed them at the bound herdsmen.

A Hun cavalryman almost collapsed when he saw such a scene, why did he give hope in despair, and let this hope turn into even greater despair. Have you forsaken, O God, sons and daughters of the steppe?

Seeing that the cavalry almost collapsed, the commander sighed in despair, the enemy is really calculating. At this time, the sound of horses' hooves coming out from the rear shook the sky, and Zhao Wuming led the army to follow.

The herdsmen just sang lamentations without saying much. For the coming fate, it seems to have been handed over to the existence in the dark on the grassland.

There is a lament in front, and an enemy rider in the back. In addition to the hard work along the way, with the inner torment. A Hun cavalryman could no longer bear the tremendous pressure, and with tears in his eyes, he turned over and dismounted, and fell to the ground to show his submission.

This move seemed to remind the people around him that a famous Hun cavalryman learned to behave and knelt down with tears in his eyes.

Suddenly, tens of thousands of cavalry knelt down, and the commander only felt infinite desolation, and gently patted his horse and slowly walked to the front. Then he straightened his clothes, turned over and dismounted, and knelt down to Sun Buer: "I am waiting for begging to surrender, and I only ask you to spare the lives of our relatives."

As soon as the words fell, there was silence for an instant, and Zhao Wuming took Zhang Liang and those personal soldiers to ride from behind.

"The lord's subordinates are fortunate not to be dishonored". Sun Buer hurriedly dismounted and saluted respectfully.

Zhao Wuming nodded, and then dismounted and walked in front of the commander: "Do you want to beg to surrender?"

"If we can spare the lives of those herdsmen in our tribe, we will naturally surrender." As the general of the defeated army, the commander did not dare to raise his head, and listened to Zhao Wuming's voice and hurriedly replied.

A smile appeared on the corner of Zhao Wuming's mouth, he had been busy for so long, and it was finally time to harvest: "There is no basis for your words, what do you have to prove that you are truly begging."

"When we returned to the army, we asked for help from the medium-sized tribe located southwest of our tribe, and I am afraid that we have already engaged the army in front of us." The commander originally wanted to talk about the enemy, but he found that it was inappropriate, so he could only use the first two words instead.

The smile instantly turned into nothingness, and another medium-sized tribe came, and Zhao Wuming's eyes gradually sharpened: "Raise your head and tell Gu that this matter is true."

"We have reached this step in the field, how dare the villain deceive." The commander hurriedly explained, looked up at Zhao Wuming, and realized that the enemy's main general was actually so young.

Zhao Wuming subconsciously looked at Zhang Liang beside him, Zhang Liang thought for a moment and looked at the commander: "If you can do something, the city lord can agree to your conditions for begging."

"What's the matter?". The commander hurriedly asked, after all, it was a matter of life and death for the tribe, and he had to pay attention to it.

Zhang Liang smiled and didn't speak, just looked at Zhao Wuming.

Zhao Wuming seemed to react, and then looked at the commander: "If you can pick up your weapons and turn your horses." Go to the front to support the general, and I believe that you are really begging to surrender."

"This, the subordinate receives the order." The commander hesitated for a while, but seeing that the life and death of the entire tribe had already fallen into the hands of others, even if he was unwilling, he could only endure it silently.

A Hun cavalryman picked up the weapon that had been thrown into the ground, stood up straight and turned over on his horse, and soon a huge Hun phalanx appeared in front of him.

"Ding...... You accept the submission of the medium-sized Hun tribes".

"Ding...... Xiao He, the prime minister of Seoul, heard that the medium-sized tribes had surrendered, and he wanted to send officials to come, but he had to give up considering that the roads were impassable. At the same time, he advised the lord of the city to send troops to suppress it to prevent rebellion. When the road is cleared, send officials to come."

Seeing that the Hun cavalry had been assembled, Zhao Wuming's eyes turned to Sun Buer: "Lone orders you to guard the tribe here, and after the triumphant return of the army, it will be handed over to the officials sent by the prime minister to manage."

"No". Sun Buji bowed down to receive the order, and then swept his gaze in the direction of the tribe's station. The Han cavalry seemed to have received orders, their swords were sheathed, and their arrows were removed from their bows.

Seeing this, the Hun cavalry breathed a sigh of relief, and Zhao Wuming saw that the goal had been achieved, so he immediately ordered the Hun cavalry in front: "Since you have surrendered, then Gu will take you as the front army and help the general."

"Command". As soon as the words fell, the war horse neighed, and tens of thousands of Hun cavalry rushed in the direction when they came and went.

Looking at the Hun cavalry in the distance, Zhao Wuming was thoughtful. Sun Buer seemed to think of something, and then looked in the direction of the Hun cavalry running: "The Lord Hun cavalry has long been exhausted. At this time, not only did they not trim it, but they were made to rush all the way, is there something wrong?"

"Trimming? It's not too late for them to get to the place and fix it. Don't forget, Sun Buer, they are 30,000 cavalry, and it is not appropriate to get too close to the tribe." Zhao Wuming didn't have such considerations, but it was too close to the tribe, and it would be difficult to say what would happen to them once they regained their strength.

Zhang Liang showed a hint of a smile, looked at Sun Buer, and pointed to the herdsmen who were tied up by the rope: "Can Commander Sun loosen the ties for them, since they have surrendered, they are also counted as my people of Hancheng."

"What the military advisor said is very true." Sun Buji walked into the tribe, and then the Han cavalry untied the ropes from the herdsmen.

Zhao Wuming felt that the time was almost up, and then walked towards the war horse, and Zhang Liang also followed when he saw this: "Pass the order to go down and return to the general."

"No". As soon as the words fell, Zhao Wuming waved his horsewhip heavily and led 15,000 cavalry to run towards the place where Han Xin was fighting.