Bang Bang Bang ......

The crisp sound of gunfire also woke up the Xianbei tribe that was not too far from here.

Looking at the strange steel monsters that gradually became clear in their sight, and the hundreds of soldiers who rode on them dressed as Han Chinese, the whole tribe was in an uproar.

"Run, those Han people are coming!"

Thinking of their identity, all the Xianbei people screamed and ran around, and began to pack their things and prepare to run. The Han slaves who were captured had a glimmer of hope after the initial panic.

This is the eternal law of survival on the grassland.

In the face of a strong enemy that cannot be defeated, they will not do that kind of meaningless resistance, but will flee from this place that is about to become a battlefield as soon as possible, just like the countless heroic stories recited on the grassland, as long as people survive, they will have a chance to make a comeback, but it is the so-called responsibility of the Han people to defend the land, in the eyes of all nomads, it is just a manifestation of stupidity.

Faced with the thunderous roar of the exhaust pipes of motorcycles, and the billowing dust behind their butts, even the bravest man could not muster the courage to fight. Because it was the most terrifying scene they had ever seen, only a legendary beast could have such a terrifying sound!

Ignoring the fate of the slaves and cattle and sheep who remained behind, all the Xianbei people loaded everything they could take with them on horses and began to run wild.

It's a pity that this practice doesn't have any effect.

Maybe they can escape a lot of people wherever they are, but for a unit that has been initially modernized in terms of weapons and vehicles, none of these Xianbei people can escape.

They heard a burst of gunfire around them, and before they could escape the range of the tribe on horseback, they fell on their backs and fell from their out-of-control mounts.

The target area of the horses is much larger than the people, not to mention that it is daylight, the field of vision is clear, and the distance of a few hundred meters is not at all like it does not exist for Cheng Haonan and the others who are lurking around, just a few rounds of shooting, those Xianbei people have already suffered heavy casualties.

It feels easier than playing a game.

The Xianbei people in the era of cold weapons didn't know how to dodge the bullets at all, and after falling from the horse, they immediately stood up from the spot in a daze, picked up their weapons and looked around vigilantly, completely unaware that most of their bodies had been exposed to the field of vision of others in vain.

For many villagers who have been observing with an eight-fold mirror for a long time, this kind of live target, if they don't hit, they are sorry for those Han compatriots who were enslaved and ruined!

I saw that after the dense gunfire like fried beans, the Xianbei people who were shot either collapsed half of their bodies one by one, or they didn't even let out a wail, and they died directly. Even if someone reacts quickly, instead of stupidly staying where they are, but continuing to run outside, they can't escape far.

Under the special care of Cheng Haonan and others, they were quickly caught up by faster bullets one by one and rushed to the street on the spot.

When Zhao Yun arrived with a group of motorized infantry, this killing efficiency reached the highest level.

Faced with the result of not being able to rush out several times, these Xianbei people have also learned to be smart, no longer running away in batches and giving others the opportunity to earn their heads easily, but began to form a group and rush out together in a swarm.

Originally, it was possible to break through the blockade of Cheng Haonan and others by relying on this method, they only had a hundred people, and the sniper rifle could only be fired single, once the number of enemies was large, it would be difficult to take care of it.

But he didn't expect these people to crash headlong into Zhao Yun and the others who were rushing towards him.

The RPG in their hands said that they like your kind of goal the most, and you can take away a large piece of it with one shot, and it doesn't have to be too troublesome.

It's just that after getting out of the car, I casually fired 20 or 30 rockets, and five or six hundred people were directly reimbursed.

Looking at the amazing explosion scene, not only did the Xianbei people collapse, they became silent one by one, and they didn't dare to rush out to die anymore, even Zhao Yun and the others were startled by the power of the weapon in their hands.

When the Xianbei people who survived by luck retreated to their own tribe range, anxiously waiting for the next fate, a group of people also surrounded Nanshan and asked with some hesitation.

"Lord, are these immortal magic weapons too cruel?"

It's not that Zhao Yun is hypocritical, but compared to the fight between real knives and real guns, this kind of picture of people being blown to pieces with their fingers is too shocking, they never knew that the process of killing people was so easy. Even for ordinary soldiers, they are also the objects of harvesting on the battlefield, but those generals have paid some physical price when mowing the grass, but now, the results caused by their own hands are even a little afraid and frightened by themselves.

Nanshan could understand their feelings.

No way, it's all a bunch of novices on the battlefield.

Even if he pursued himself into the grassland out of righteous indignation and the desire to avenge his loved ones, he did not want to attack those who had no power to resist.

However, the solution to this problem is quite simple.

Just like at the end of the Three Kingdoms, after more than ten consecutive years of wars and natural disasters, and after seeing the tragic situation of the Central Plains, they will no longer have this senseless sympathy. In your life-or-death environment, respect for life is just a joke. In the same way, the key to convincing a group of people is to let them know that what they are doing is righteous, and what they kill is just some dregs.

Nanshan beckoned and let the Han slaves who had been destroyed come over.

"Tell them about your experience here."

"Yes, sir."

Seeing that the generals who came from afar seemed to want to uphold justice for themselves and others, these Han people, who were unclothed, disheveled, and had a grudge against the various tribes in the grassland, did not hesitate, and couldn't wait to tell Zhao Yun and others about their tragic experiences in the past few years.

It is difficult for the average person to imagine the life of a slave in a tribal slave society.

As a practical status, it is inferior to cattle, sheep and horses and other livestock, slaves do not have enough to eat, they are often beaten and scolded, and it is good to live with livestock, and what is worse is that they have no autonomy over their own lives at all.

Because when the animals died, they could eat their flesh and drink their blood, and in order not to lose their wealth, the slave owners would take care of them as much as possible, and rarely kill them unless they were really forced to do so. But slaves are different, not only do they have to provide food and drink, but they also do not bring any benefits after death, so if they are old and sick, and cannot live, these slave owners will decisively abandon them and leave them to fend for themselves in any wilderness, so as not to waste food and transmit the disease to themselves.

In fact, because the nomads on the steppe are still in a relatively primitive religion, religion, faith, and worship, many slaves will be used as burial and sacrificial items when they are not really old.

The worst thing is that those Han people whose families have been plundered may have to witness countless tragedies that happened to them in just a few years.

From the elderly to children, from wives to daughters.

It can be said that every Han slave still alive here has a blood feud with all the tribes of the grassland.

It is not a simple cause and effect, but as long as this nomadic habit and slavery continue to exist for one day, it means that such a tragedy will never end.