Following Pingbei's gaze, at the other end of this desolate land, there is also an army of about the same size as the Beifeng Army, not as sophisticated as the Beifeng Army, but the upper and lower levels reveal a rough and primitive sense of strength, the barbarians even weekday entertainment activities are two people fighting together, the warlike nature has been carved into the bones of every barbarian, the prairie in autumn is endless loneliness, the cold wind is raging unscrupulously on the grassland, there is a piercing roar like an abyssal ghost, only a few occasional wolf howls can still bring a trace of sound to this grassland, the barbarian warriors roar the songs of their hometown to their heart's content, and dance the traditional dance hard, fighting hard with others, as if this is the only way to temporarily dispel the breathless loneliness and cold, as well as the hunger that accompanies the whole autumn and winter.

Never enough food is the problem of the survival of the entire barbarian race, with the growth of the barbarian group, the low primitive production technology can no longer meet the survival of many barbarians, and reducing the population through war has become the barbarian's forced way of survival, through the death of a part of the people, and in exchange for the survival of most of the people, and the continuation of the race, although this deal is cruel, but it is also very cost-effective, at the same time, the Wu Dynasty with a vast and fertile land is the most coveted paradise of the barbarians, and even a hundred years ago the ancestors of the barbarians cried and shouted that they wanted to belong to the Wu Dynasty in exchange for a stable life and fertile land, but these were ruthlessly rejected by the arrogant Wu DynastyIn this way, the war between the barbarians and the Wu Dynasty lasted for hundreds of years.

In this year, the king of the barbarian tribe can no longer support the old body, and fell weakly from the throne, the youngest prince Tie Amu stepped on the bones of dozens of dear brothers and sat firmly on the throne of the barbarians, this way of inheriting the throne lasted for hundreds of years, but the speed of Tie Amu sitting on the throne was unprecedented, and the cruel methods made people frightened, and the barbarians who advocated force regarded Tie Amu as a new hope for the barbarians.

In front of Tie Amu, several generals stood respectfully, waiting for Tie Amu's instructions, but Tie Amu didn't seem to feel the existence of several generals, and looked at a letter by himself. After a while, Tetsu Amu seemed to remember something

"What's the battle going on today?" Tie Amu asked nonchalantly

The generals below began to whisper something, pushing and shoving for a while, and finally an older general stood up tremblingly, took a deep breath, calmed down the more nervous mood and said, "King..... Today's expedition one.... Ten thousand warriors... Army.. Annihilated" stammered this sentence, the old general breathed a sigh of relief, this short sentence was extremely long for him, every moment was torment, after he finished speaking, he felt as if he was in a cold sweat, 10,000 troops were annihilated,

"Oh, what was the result of the battle?" The death of more than 10,000 soldiers Ironwood didn't move his eyelids. Tie Amu didn't seem to have much feeling about the sacrifice of 10,000 warriors, he only cared about the results brought by these more than 10,000 warriors

"King, the sharp scimitars of our barbarians are still inferior to the elite cavalry of the Beifeng Army, although the warriors are brave and good at fighting, they still did not cause the ideal losses to the Beifeng Army," the old general lowered his head and whispered

Hearing this, Ah Tiemu suddenly slapped the letter in his hand on the table, and Ah Tiemu's thick arm almost overwhelmed the sturdy wooden table, leaving an extremely deep crack.

The loud noise made everyone in the room tremble

"Bastard, every one of our barbarian warriors is a strong son honed in a cruel environment, how can we not defeat those Wu Dynasty people who have fallen in the peace," Tie Amu roared angrily

"Great King, although the soldiers of the Wu Dynasty are not as strong as our barbarian warriors, their commander Pingbei is a scheming man, and our troops have suffered a lot at his hands."

"Hmph! Pingbei.... Pingbei," Tie Amu silently recited the name

Since Tie Amu took the throne, this is the first time he has been on the battlefield, and naturally he still doesn't know anything about some things on the battlefield, only the endless ambition in his heart

After instructing the generals, Ah Tiemu lifted the tent and walked outside, Ah Temu's command camp was set up in a higher place, really facing the vast Wu Dynasty in front, looking at the vast land in front, Ah Temu couldn't suppress the surging in his heart

"Beiping, wait, when my master comes, I will definitely let you and your Beifeng army be hated under the iron cavalry of my barbarians"