Drive, drive, drive!

Above the cloudy sky, the light is particularly dim, and the cold wind whistles from the vast grassland, giving people a particularly desolate feeling, and even makes people feel that there is a blade cutting between heaven and earth.

It is now almost a month since the coldest winter day passed, and according to common sense, the weather on this grassland is not so cold, but has begun to warm up.

But the wind at this time is really as sharp as a knife.

Perhaps, it was due to the despair and desolation? After all, the entire tribe was about to be slaughtered by these mighty Guan Long army.

In the midst of a group of chariots and horses, the leaders of the Xiongnu tribes at the front were escorted one by one, with a thick desolation, despair, and even sadness on their faces, muttering to themselves.

Several of them, the same people who refused to kneel and beg to Su Shan in the golden tent of the royal court, are now being escorted by Hu Lingyu with a team of lightly armored cavalry, and they are rushing towards the tribe that is about to be slaughtered.

The cavalry flew over the land, and the whole grassland seemed a little low and oppressive.

Herod!

The war horses swept over the grassland for a long time, and soon, the first tribe appeared in everyone's sight, which was a very large tribe, judging from the number of dense felt tents, there must be at least about 10,000 people.

This is a very big clan on the Xiongnu steppe.

Countless felt tents are dotted on the grassland, densely packed, although the royal court golden tent has just been destroyed, the grassland has fallen into the hands of the Great Wei Dynasty, the atmosphere in the tribe is a little depressing, tense, but overall the atmosphere is still good.

As everyone knows, their leader has gone to see the overseer of the Great Wei Dynasty, and since they are willing to deign to do so, then their tribe should be able to survive this catastrophe!

Thundered!

The people of the tribe heard the muffled sound of horses' hooves in the distance, and the woman who was about to milk the goat, the children who were running, and the men who were tidying up the sheep and cattle turned their heads one after another.

They saw the overwhelming Guanlong light armored cavalry, as well as the long knife that gradually drew out as they roared, and the murderous aura that suddenly appeared between heaven and earth.

Like a tornado, people dare not look at it directly, and even feel even more frightened.

"Run, ......"

"Run......"

A group of lightly armored cavalry came to the tribe almost instantaneously, and immediately afterwards, the cavalry split into two columns and surrounded the tribe on both sides.

It was as if a huge torrent, an instantaneous effort, firmly besieged the tribe in the middle.

And at this time, the leader of this tribe, the old man with wrinkles on his face, was also slowly pulled out by a team of cavalry and bet on the tribe.

"Running ......"

The old leader's eyes widened, and those eyes were glowing with thick scarlet, sadness, and despair, and he struggled to raise his head, staring at the trance tribesmen, and shouted,

"Run......"

"The Guan Long army is here to slaughter the tribe......"

"Tu tribe?"

"Why?"

"Haven't we already surrendered?"

The people in those tribes, when they heard the old leader's terrible wail, were all in a trance, and they didn't react for a while, and they could even be said to be stunned.

And at this time, the Guanlong cavalry, who had surrounded the entire tribe, moved.

Along with them, there was Hu Lingyu's high-hanging right hand, and the huge command flag of the Guan Long army.

Bang!

A low sound of horses' hooves, along with the sound of the mighty blades dancing, swept almost at the same time, and then, the group of lightly armored cavalry, like a tide, rushed directly towards the stunned Hun people.

"You ......"

"This ......"

The Hun people, the women milking the goats, and the sluggish children did not react, and then they watched the fierce knife light flicker in front of them.

Burst!

The blade pierced through the neck of an old man, and almost instantaneously, the old man's head flew into the air with a fierce and piercing red.

Crash!

The old man's thin body also fell to the ground, and then it was trampled down by the cavalry team that appeared next, and trampled into red and mud.

"Run, ......"

The rich smell of blood permeated violently, and the sluggish, trance-like, and unbelievable Hun people finally reacted, they were like sheep who had encountered a wolf pack, and then they were completely panicked and completely collapsed.

Baa!

The women pushed away the sheep at hand, threw the milk they had just milked on the ground, and then fled almost in panic towards the depths of the tribe, despite the messy clothes on their bodies.

Or, run into the tent.

"Ah......h

The children, too, were frightened by the scene in front of them, frantically, crying, running in the direction of their families, some falling to the ground, others being trampled, wailing and screaming, incessantly.

Burst!

The people of the Xiongnu tribe scattered and fled, and the light armored cavalry of the Great Wei Dynasty were like wolves deep into the flock, completely exposing their hideous fangs, and killing abnormally!

Under the blade, there were all the corpses that fell to the ground, as well as the red blood, and the entire Xiongnu tribe was originally calm and peaceful, but after this moment, it became Yin Hong, and it was miserable.

Even the atmosphere between heaven and earth became extremely depressing and low.

That scene was really like purgatory.

"Ah...... Don't......"

"Our people are in ...... They're innocent......"

"Ah......h

The old leader of the tribe, pressed to the ground by the light cavalry, struggled to raise his head, looking at this hellish scene, the expression on his face became extremely sad, painful, and desperate.

He struggled, screaming loudly, and his eyes turned completely red, and two lines of tears flowed out of his eyes, which were almost bloody.

The scene was even more bleak.

Even more sad.

However, the bitter weeping of the tribal leader did not make those Guanlong cavalry have the slightest mercy, after a killing, the tribe was already full of corpses, blood flowed like a river, the red blood continued to flow out of the felt tents, and then converged into streams, and then flowed everywhere.

Like, the steppe was split and blood spilled.

Boom! Boom!

And as this slaughter gradually came to an end, these light armored cavalry began a second round of slaughter, they lit the torches in their hands one after another, and then grabbed the reins of their horses, and roared in all directions of the tribe.

Bang! Bang!

Countless torches were sprinkled on the felt tents, as well as the scattered corpses, with a low muffled sound, there were continuous flames exploding, and then, under the urging of the cold wind, quickly roared in all directions.

Almost in the blink of an eye, the entire tribe, this huge tribe, a tribe of nearly 10,000 people, was completely turned into a sea of fire, and the flames, with billowing smoke, rose to the sky.

"Ah......h

"Help......"

The fire gradually spread, and soon, the tribesmen who were wounded but not really dead started to run wildly again, shouting and fleeing in all directions with a fierce firelight.

However, it still does not help.

With the last of their strength, they ran to the edge of the tribe, but what awaited them was the swords of the Guanlong cavalry, or the bows and crossbows, and they were desperate, struggling, and collapsed to the ground.

Then, it was gradually wrapped in those flames, and it turned completely black.

"Ah......h

"Dead eunuch, you can't die a good death!"

The old leader of the tribe, looking at this terrible scene, the despair and resentment on his face became even more intense, he didn't know where the strength came from, he suddenly broke free from the soldiers who were pressing him, and then stood up directly, he didn't care about anything else, crazy, rushed towards the overwhelming sea of fire.

"Ah......h

"I, the Wuge tribe, all the unjust souls, will not be blind to death!"

"I, Wuge, am willing to use the blood, souls, and resentments of the entire tribe to ask for immortality to get rid of this eunuch!"

"Ah......h

The old man shouted and roared wildly, and rushed to the middle of the spreading sea of fire, and as the terrible and resentful voice fell, a burst of blood broke out on his body, and then the whole person stiffened in place.

Rumble!

The fierce firelight surged by, and in an instant, it wrapped Wuge's thin body, and the firelight rose violently, and even with wisps of black smoke, it poured into the sky!

Miserable, sad.

"Leader of the Uges......"

"This ...... Why......"

The rest of the leaders, looking at such a terrible and indescribable scene, the expressions on their faces have also become even more desolate and desperate.

The Wuge tribe has been completely slaughtered, and then destroyed under a fire, this is a real extermination, there is no room for return.

They all understood that the overseer, the eunuch, was not joking.

And this Guan Longjun of the Great Wei Dynasty is not a joke.

Next, this miserable hellish scene is about to happen in their tribe, that kind of helplessness, that kind of despair, that kind of desolation, that kind of desolation, it is impossible to describe it with prophecy.

"Huh...... I have countless grassland heroes, and I have fallen to this?"

"Immortal Heaven, have you ever blessed my people?"

"I can't bear to watch my people being slaughtered like this, I just want to ask for relief. ”

"Immortal God, if you can see, see all this, and hear the voice of our vengeance, wake up!"

"Get rid of this eunuch who plagued the grassland, and protect the peace of my grassland......"

In the midst of the peace and dead silence, the tribal leaders suddenly raised their heads and shouted loudly and bitterly at the endless sky.

And before their shouts could completely fall, the crowd, as if they had completely discussed, actually bit off their tongues with a brush, and then, half of their tongues and red blood spurted out of their throats together.

Burst!

The scene, so poignant, so shocking that people almost dare not look at it directly.

Whoa!

Whoa!

As the red blood spurted out, after an instant, the leaders of these tribes also completely lost their breath, and then they collapsed from the horse's back weakly, and fell to the ground in despair.

It is even more bleak.

Bang!

And at this time, there was a violent and low thunder in the distant, dim sky, as if something had awakened in anger, and at the same time, the wind between heaven and earth also became more violent, more whistling like a dragon, and even a faint smoke and dust and wind swept on the earth.

Wow!

But a moment of effort, between the vast and boundless world, it is snowing, scattered snowflakes flying between this heaven and earth, constantly accumulating, soon the kung fu has covered the world, turned into a snow-white, and at the same time, this is surrounded by smoke and dust, the ruins of the Wuge tribe, is also covered.

The dust is still rolling, the fireworks are still swirling, the snow is constantly covering, covering and melting, and the scene looks particularly weird.

It seems that the heavy snow wants to exterminate the blood and hatred of the entire tribe, but this blood and hatred cannot be concealed, and the stubbornness will be revealed, and the earth will become mottled!

Herod!

Hu Lingyu has been standing in the distance, he is holding the reins in one hand and the treasure knife at his waist in the other, his eyes are gloomy and dignified, looking at this scene, the look on his face is a little dignified and a little low.

At the beginning, he didn't mind Su Shan's order to slaughter these tribes, and he agreed with it in his heart.

In the past, when the Huns attacked Guanlong of the Great Wei Dynasty, they never had any mercy for the Han people, and they were also unscrupulous to kill without mercy!

However, when he really slaughtered a Xiongnu tribe, slaughtered and burned nearly 10,000 people, as well as this huge tribe's felt tent, etc., all of this, he still had a trace of unbearable in his heart.

Especially, looking at the old and weak women and children, those children......

There was even more grief in his heart.

Fighting on the battlefield, fighting between the two armies, no matter how many soldiers or soldiers died, he would not have this feeling, this kind of grief, because that was necessary.

That's cause and effect.

That is, war is inevitable.

However, these people, the old and weak women and children in the tribe, are only unarmed, and they have nothing to do with war, but they will also be slaughtered by the sharp weapon of war!

Hu Lingyu, really, hesitated!

He didn't know, and he didn't want to, so he continued to give the second order to slaughter the next tribe.

He stood in place, facing the violently rolling cold wind and the rolling goose feather snow, his face slightly solemn and frowned.

The wind and snow are getting more and more intense and heavier.

He still didn't make a decision.

Drive!

Drive!

Drive!

And at this time, on the vast grassland in the distance, there was a low thunder, and there was a fierce roar of fighting, looking in the direction from which the sound came, a team, there were hundreds of Huns, were roaring, galloping in this direction.