Youzhou right north of Beiping County.

Out of Luronse, it is a sparsely populated place.

It is often necessary to walk a long way to see the camp tents of three or two camps, and in addition, the endless mountains and rivers and wastelands cannot be seen.

In the vast territory, there are not only Hu people such as Wuhuan and Xianbei, but also a small number of Han people who were taken captive or voluntarily migrated in the early years live on this land.

Sky blue and ground green, that's basically all the descriptions here.

The galloping horses in the wind are all the boldness of the people here.

Further north, it is the activity area of many small Wuhuan tribes.

Since suffering from the sharp blow of General Ouyang back then, the entire Wuhuan ethnic group has suffered a heavy blow, not only has the population plummeted, but also forced to break up into countless small tribes, scattered in this area to live and live, that is, near Chengde City in later generations.

Not far away, there is such a small tribe of Wuhuan people.

Although this tribe of more than 1,000 people is not large, it is not small compared to the surrounding Wuhuan tribes.

At that time, the prestige leaders and nobles of the Wuhuan people were all killed by the generals, resulting in the Wuhuan people being leaderless and scattered throughout the three eastern provinces in later generations.

It's not that they don't want to huddle together to keep warm, it's just that there is no one who can convince the public to take the lead......

This group of Wuhuan people was engaged in their daily work in the camp as usual, and the perennial peaceful life had made them lose their aggressiveness, and even the young and strong people in the tribe were not many who were strong in martial arts.

But they were completely unaware that an army was approaching with the will of death......

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This is a well-equipped cavalry force, numbering more than five hundred, and they have detected the Wuhuan tribe in front of them early.

At the front of the troops, a young general stood at the front and looked out, waiting for the scouts to probe.

This young general's name is Zhang Li, he is the commander of this army, and this is the first time he has led an army alone.

The reason why he can get such a heavy responsibility is that he is the slave of Zhang Chun, the master of this army, and he is also the head of the personal guard tuntun who has followed Zhang Chun for many years.

And this cavalry army is also the first time to go on an expedition, and from manpower to equipment to food, it was all contributed to him by Xian Yu not long after he married Zhang Chun.

Zhang Chun knew at a glance that these cavalry soldiers had undergone rigorous training, but after all, they had never been on the battlefield, and they were still new recruits in his eyes.

So Zhang Chun also gave them a chance to fight this time to deal with these scattered herdsmen, and he thought that this was the best person to practice.

After a while, a sentry trotted up to Zhang Zhang and reported:

"General, the Wuhuan tribe in front of you has about a thousand people, and there are about three hundred people who can fight, and the combat power is extremely poor."

Hearing the scout's answer, the young general looked at the deputy general Li Fu on the side.

Li Fu is not the real name of the adjutant general, his original name is Xian Yufu, and the reason why he uses a pseudonym is to prevent his family from being affected.

But Xian Yu's family has now invested a lot of "money" in Zhang Chun, and he can't let people ignore it, so he let Xian Yufu come to "assist......

"Okay, give the order, and prepare to charge with me!"

Seeing that Xian Yufu didn't speak, he didn't care, and commanded to the herald.

Although this was everyone's first expedition, this tribe was not the first tribe they raided, and everyone had some experience.

"Rush with me!"

The cavalry force of more than 500 people immediately prepared to go, and when Zhang Li picked up his gun and got on his horse and gave an order, everyone flew towards the Wuhuan tribe like arrows off their bows!

Although there are thousands of Wuhuan people, most of them are old and young, women and children, and the real young and strong are already few, and they are defenseless, and the outcome of the battle is naturally doomed.

They were crushed by the fierce Han cavalry, and then they were no longer able to organize an effective counterattack, and they could not even inflict a little more damage on the Han cavalry, and they were completely and completely defeated.

Seeing such a disparity in strength between the two sides, the patriarch of the Wuhuan tribe could only order to lay down his arms and lead his people to surrender, hoping to get some mercy from the Han people.

"Don't fight, don't fight, I'll surrender, and ask the merciful general to forgive me and other women, children, old and children."

The tribal patriarch was an old man over half a hundred years old, holding a simple crutch, looking at the Han generals in front of him with trepidation.

In his understanding, although the Han people were fierce, they were relatively tolerant of their captives, which was why he decisively ordered to give up resistance.

In today's situation, even if it is better to be a cow and a horse for the Han people in the future, it is better than to die immediately......

As long as the women and children are still there, their Wuhuan people will not be considered extinct.

"Kill them all, don't stay!"

But the young Han generals gave orders mercilessly.

His cold voice frightened the old patriarch on the spot, aren't the Han people all benevolent and righteous? Am I wrong......?

With a plop, the old patriarch knelt in front of Zhang Li and kowtowed wildly.

"General, these are powerless old men, children and women, they have been here since they were born, and they have never done anything evil, please be merciful to the general......

The old patriarch was still making his last effort, and although the other Wuhuan people couldn't understand what Han Jiang said, they also knew that it was not a good thing when they saw this, and everyone knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

But there was a cold light in Zhang Li's eyes, and he didn't care about the old patriarch kneeling in front of him to plead, his hand was up and down, and a big human head fell to the ground like this.

"Kill them all!"

After the order was issued, the more than 500 cavalry were like wolves entering the flock, and the weapons in their hands frantically harvested the Wuhuan people who had given up resistance.

Seeing this phenomenon, the dozens of combat-ready middle-aged men had bloodshot eyes, gritted their teeth and wanted to rush to the tension that issued this order, but unfortunately they lost their weapons and were about to surrender, and before they could resist, they were shot and killed by the cavalry on the spot.

The rest of the old and weak women and children realized that something was wrong, and fled in all directions, trying to escape, but how could two legs compare to a four-legged horse......

In less than half an hour, this small Wuhuan tribe was completely lifeless, and only a very small number of women and children survived.

It's not that Zhang Li's conscience found out and decided to let these women and children go, but that they still have some use value and can't die for the time being.

They could be sold to merchants for money, captured cattle and sheep could be used as military rations, and the heads cut off by dead Wuhuan people could be exchanged for military merit......

And this is the main purpose of Zhang Li to lead the army to come!

The Han Dynasty has always paid attention to the merit of the first rank, which is one of the important criteria for measuring the military merits of generals and soldiers, so the living Wuhuan people naturally have no dead value.

Of course, after they go back, they will not report these heads to the imperial court in a daze, so as to directly obtain military merits, but will cooperate with their master Zhang Chun to use them.

After processing all the heads for a while, and collecting the materials that could be used in the tribe, Xian Yufu walked slowly with a long knife dripping blood in his hand, and said in a hoarse voice:

"This time there are more, this is already the fourth tribe, and it is enough for more than two thousand heads, I can go back and resume my life."

"There's still plenty of time, let's find another tribe and practice more, it's good to have more of these things......"