Daqin Fusu: It is difficult to start the battle

Chapter 191

On the east bank of the Nuo River, there is the headquarter of the right-hand household.

The wind and snow rested for a while, and through the clouds, the shadow of the sun could be vaguely seen.

A shepherd slave who couldn't bear the cold walked out of his tent, and when it was snowing, everyone was huddled in the tent, and went to his master to steal some cow dung and burn it back.

He wrapped the sheepskin jacket tightly around his body, which was the only relic left to him by his father. Although he almost fell to his feet when he wore it, it was mainly because he was only thirteen this year.

As if hearing something, Shepherd turned around and waved to his family, signaling them to go back to the tent and leave.

In his opinion, the cow dung piled up in the owner's place is like a mountain, and if he steals any of it, no one will find out.

Moreover, without this bit of cow dung for heating, their family probably wouldn't be able to survive today!
So he tiptoed towards the tent of the master's house. When he approached the dung pile, the beating heart in his chest slowed down a little.

"Fortunately, the owner's dog is huddled in the tent to keep warm when it snows, otherwise..."

He breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the felt tent exuding heat and the aroma of cooking meat, then lightly removed a few pieces of cow dung, and carefully put them into his arms.

The moment the cow dung fell into his arms, his facial features were tightly wrinkled together.

This is not only because the cow dung has been completely frozen, but what is more terrible is that after the tattered leather jacket on his body was stretched, it touched the whip wound on his back.

"Just take three yuan... no, four yuan, so that you can just finish this layer and you won't be discovered!"

He resisted the pain in his back, put four pieces of cow dung in his arms, and tied up his collar, completely ignoring the biting pain coming from his back.

The cow dung in their arms is the hope that their family can survive today!

Just when he was about to leave on tiptoe, the host's tent opened, and a woman whose body width was twice his size came out.

"Oops!" He held his breath and huddled his body behind the cow dung mountain, hoping not to be found.

However, a big yellow dog came out of the house wagging its tail, breaking his fantasy.

Wang!
The big dog barked in the direction he was hiding from.

Immediately afterwards, several big dogs sprang out of the house, each of them was fat and strong, shiny and slippery.

Wang!Wang!Wang!
The barking of dogs sounded one after another, and the shepherd was surrounded by dogs in an instant.

The only luck is that the dogs recognized him, they just barked around him, and didn't pounce on him to attack him.

"Who! Who is hiding there!"

The master held a short bow in his hand, and a bone arrow was buckled on the bowstring. The polished arrow was very sharp and shone with a bit of metallic luster.

Several shepherds who heard the barking of dogs and came out to check him out from behind the cow dung.

"Okay, you unfamiliar wolf cub! How dare you steal from our house!" The master's son saw the cow dung found in his arms by the shepherds, so he inserted the dagger into his belt and copied He raised a whip and swung it down like raindrops.

The shepherd kept rolling on the ground, howling like a beast.

Drops of bright red blood splashed on the snow, and Bai Xue was instantly dyed blood red, just like a blooming blood lotus.

"Kill you, you wolf cub!" The master's son was suffocating in the house for several days, just to relieve his boredom with him.

The shepherd's mother heard his wailing, rushed out from the tent with a big hole in it, threw herself in front of the master, and kept begging.

The master was not moved by this. In his opinion, if the thief who stole was not killed, the other shepherds in the family would not be obedient!

"Haven't you eaten? Use some force!" The master kicked the old woman away and yelled at his son.

Snapped!clatter!Snapped!clatter!Snapped!clatter!
The crackling of the horsewhip was gradually mixed with other sounds.

Suddenly, there was a series of whining dogs in the distance.

A shepherd turned his head to look around. He wanted to see who was so bold as to hurt his master's dog!
The owner of the shortbow took a few steps forward, determined to teach this unruly fellow a lesson he would never forget.

Whoosh!
puff!
The master, who was walking out with zigzag steps, suddenly stood still.

A sharp-eyed shepherd looked over and saw a long, copper-cast three-edged arrow sticking out from its master's neck.

"Sarilang!"

The shepherd roared, and staggered to the side.

According to the rules of the grassland, the shepherd slaves do not need to participate in the battle, unless the master agrees that they can share the spoils after the battle.

And now, the master is dead.

So they just need to hide in their own tents, since they have nothing but themselves anyway...

No, to be precise, their lives belonged to the master.

Of course, some shepherds grabbed their horse sticks and prepared to fight.

Although these people are also herdsmen, they have their own horses, herds and yurts except that they have no personal freedom.

However, along with the sound of the rhythmic horn, there were also the sound of rumbling horseshoes, and the looming black battle flag in the mist.

Qin!
The battle flag is fluttering, and thousands of horses are galloping!
"It's from Qin, everyone run away!"

A gray-haired shepherd who once fought with his master against the Qin people shouted loudly.

Unfortunately, it's too late!

Those Huns who subconsciously wanted to flee were greeted by the Qin army's dense crossbow arrows like raindrops.

Immediately afterwards, there were countless halberds shining with metallic luster.

puff!
A Qin general wearing a colored lace breastplate galloped past his master's son, and cut off half of his head with a sharp halberd in his hand.

"When you see the Qin Zhanqi, you must run, as fast as you can!" The master's son remembered what his grandfather had said to him when he was dying, but he thought at that time that he had abandoned Henan. Di's grandfather was a coward, so he took the leg of lamb from him.

beep!beep!beep!
A series of horns sounded one after another.

All the Qin troops who broke into the Huns' camp understood that this was an order issued by Yubayashi Xiaohan Han Xin, which aimed to order the whole army to search for the right-handed households with a hundred people as a unit, and not to stop beheading and snatch the spoils!

While thousands of horses were galloping, taking advantage of the heavy snowfall, the Qin army, who was caught off guard by the Huns, was unstoppable like a tiger descending a mountain.

Han Xin personally led a small team of the most elite Qin army to shuttle through the camp of the Huns. Under his dispatch, whenever the Huns gathered together and tried to resist, they would always be attacked by a few Qin soldiers who gathered together. Jun Chong was in a mess.

Dudu!

A few extra loud horns sounded, which meant that the camp of the Huns' right-handed household had been found.

The Qin army who was rushing around was suddenly shocked. Under the leadership of their respective generals, they were like sharp steel knives, ruthlessly piercing everything on the way forward.

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