The wind is coming.

"Kill!"

"Kill!

」

With the sound of horses' hooves and roars, the Warats were awakened.

When they walked out of the tent, they saw a terrifying scene that they would never forget in their lives: the evil spirits who came with the wind and sand, wielding sabers, cut down people when they saw them, like demons in fables, blood splattered on the yellow sand!

The cavalry of the Wind Word Battalion glanced at it with scarlet eyes, saw the panicked Warats, and then rode their horses to kill, and then the head fell to the ground, and the saber was stained with blood!

"It's demons, these demons have hidden in the evil wind, crawled out of the sand, and they have come to harvest our souls!"

"Run, run!"

The Warats had no desire to fight, and they regarded the cavalry of the Wind Battalion as demons, and they could not resist at all, so they fled in panic.

But where did the two-legged Warats outrun the four-legged horses, and before they could run a few steps, they were chased by the cavalry of the Fengzi battalion and cut off their heads with their sabers!

One corpse after another fell to the ground, Huo Qubing strolled forward in the wind and sand, he casually slashed and killed an escaped Warat man with the knife in his hand, and then went straight forward.

He had only one goal, and that was the largest tent in the depths of the Warat camp!

……

The Anle King of Warat woke the vultures from their slumber.

He was just tired and took a nap, but he didn't expect to be awakened by the sound of the battle just after falling asleep.

The vigilant King An Le immediately noticed that in front of the table in the tent sat a young man in armor and armed with a sword.

"Who are you that dare to trespass into the tent of this king?"

King An Le was full of vigilance against this unmasked young man, and he touched the side of the pillow, only to find that the dagger that never left his body had disappeared, leaving him empty.

"The wine is good, and you're good at it."

Huo Quzhi drank all the fine wine in the silver wine glass, and couldn't help but admire, "Can the wine be brewed so wonderfully after a thousand years?"

The Han Dynasty where he lived must have had good wine, for example, in the Western Han Dynasty, a fine wine called "Guanzhong Baibo" would add an appropriate amount of mint to the wine, and it was named after the popular Guanzhong area.

However, the wine of the Han Dynasty is still very different from that of the Ming Dynasty, and after a thousand years, this is the first time that Huo Quzhi has tasted the wine of later generations.

King An Le didn't know what the young man in front of him was talking about, but what he meant, and said cautiously: "If Your Excellency likes it, I can give you ten jars of fine wine, but I don't know your Excellency's name?"

Huo Quzhi chuckled, "My surname is Huo, and my name is Huo."

King An Le was stunned for a moment, and then a little annoyed: "Are you teasing this king?"

The name Huo Quzhi is too famous.

Not only the Han people knew about this young general, but even the Mongols knew about it.

But Huo Qubing is from the Han Dynasty!

That's more than a thousand years ago!

What demon can live for more than a thousand years?

King An Le also thought that Huo Qubing was ridiculing him.

Huo Quzhi shook his head, he also knew that what he said was a little ridiculous.

But...... He's really sick with Huo Qu!

"I gave my name, and now, it's time for you to sign up." Huo Qu said sickly.

King An Le hesitated for a moment, and then said proudly, "I am the Prime Minister of Mongolia, and King An Le has taken the Bald Polo!"

Huo Qu was stunned for a moment, and then he was overjoyed.

He is not as good as Bai Qi, Ying Zheng and others to keep up with current affairs, and he knows the history of later generations well, in Zhu Gaoxian's mind over the years, Huo Quzhi has been fishing and paddling, but he knows what the world is like today.

But just with the word "king", Huo Quzhi knew that he had caught a big fish this time!

……

"Xiao Zhu, do you know who the bald Polo is?"

In the world of his mind, Huo Quzhi hurriedly asked.

Zhu Gaoxian thought for a while and said, "In the sixth year of Yongle, Warat was not as strong as it is now.

has been bowing to the Ming Dynasty, and the leader of Wara, Mahamu, sent envoys to the Ming Dynasty to ask for the title. In the seventh year of Yongle, the three major leaders of Warat, Mahamu, Taiping, and Vulture Polo were named the king of Shunning, the king of Xianyi, and the king of Anle.

It was at that time that this vulture was crowned King Anle and became one of the three kings of Warat, ranking third among the nobles of Warat, second only to King Mahamu of Shunning and King Taiping of Xianyi."

Speaking of this, Zhu Gaoxian hurriedly said, "Don't kill Bald Polo, capture him alive, and capture him alive to maximize your benefits. And the camel button gold seal, find his camel button gold seal!"

The camel button gold seal is a seal given by the Han dynasty to foreign leaders. From Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty to the Wei and Jin dynasties, the leaders of the Di and Qiang ethnic groups were mostly worshiped by the Han dynasty. And Bald Polo is naturally no exception, he must have a camel button gold seal on his body.

This is a status symbol, and for foreign kings, the value of the camel button gold seal is no less than that of the Han people.

Huo Quzhi replied, "I know."

……

Huo Quzhi returned to reality from the world in his mind, and looked at King Anle with a smile on his face: "Congratulations, King Wara Anle has taken Your Excellency Bald Polo, you are now a prisoner of the Ming Dynasty!"

King Anle: "?"

……

It's dawn.

The wind and sand that had raged all night subsided, and finally the light of day was finally visible.

And in the camp of the Warat people, there were corpses everywhere, and the bones were heavy, and the blood stained the yellow sand, exuding a pungent smell of blood.

The 800 horsemen of the Fengzi Battalion were killed all night!

The Warats erected a high fence around the camp to protect against the enemy. However, this fence not only did not prevent the enemy, but became their cage, under the wild sand, the Warat people turned their heads, trapped by the fence, they fled frantically in the camp, and finally became the ghost of the Ming army.

In the tent that originally belonged to King Anle, Huo Qubing sat on a chair and listened to the inventory report from Chirong.

"Lord Yu, in this battle, our army beheaded and captured more than 5,000 people...... It's not an exact statistic because there are too many receipts, but we can count them while we march."

Huo Quzhi was not surprised by this bumper harvest.

He directly captured a Warat king, which is completely different from defeating part of Warat's army!

This is also the king of Anle with the army to come here to station an ambush, if you can copy the tribe of the king of Anle, the harvest will be even more terrifying!

However, Huo Qubing didn't plan to continue fighting, he only brought 800 people this time, it was already very good to be able to defeat a Warat king, if he continued to kill, the Warat people were not stupid, and they would definitely take corresponding countermeasures.

"Take our captives and withdraw our troops!" Huo Quzhi's face was full of smiles.

And Chi Rong completely threw himself into the five bodies that King Qi admired.

Eight hundred people, deep into the hinterland of the desert, beheaded and captured a total of more than 5,000 people, and captured a king of Warat?

Who would dare to believe it?

And yet they did!

And all of this is thanks to the prince Qi in front of him.

"What's the smirk, why don't you do something quickly?" Huo Quzhi urged with a little dissatisfaction.

Chi Rong nodded frantically: "Listen to you!"

If you want to convince a Mongolian man like Chirong, there is only one way - to convince them.

Chi Rong has served one person in his life - Emperor Yongle.

Now there is another King of Qi.