Riding and chopping: Overlord of the Han and Hungarians

Chapter 122 121. The White Demon
"Your Majesty!"

On the grassland, Wang Li came to Zhang Qi's side and reported in a low voice.

"All the cattle and sheep were put to death, and all the money was collected."

On the cross-country horse, Zhang Qi, who was cleaning the blood on the armor, nodded: "Understood, let the soldiers repair and remove the armor, we are not just wandering here."

"promise!"

Wang Li retreated.

After Zhang Qi cleaned up the sticky blood, he rode to the pasture where the corpses of cattle and sheep were piled up.

Zhang Qi slaughtered all of the six tribes' union and [-] cattle and sheep.

Except for rewarding the soldiers for making food, everything else must be taken into the world of riding and hacking. His goal this time is to make the prairie people starve.

It took a little effort to bring [-] cattle and sheep carcasses into the world of cavalry and slashing. The food must be endless and can only be sold to various towns. The skin and bones can be kept for future use as fertilizer and food. Production of protective gear.

Zhang Qi's trip is a quick decision. His targets are all big tribes, and he doesn't bother to find the scattered small tribes. As long as there are more grassland people affected by disasters on the grassland, those small tribes will naturally be swallowed up by hungry people. .

The most disgusting thing was that Zhang Qi only killed cattle and sheep, and the horses were left for the prairie people. Whether they used them for help or slaughtered them for food, it had no effect on Zhang Qi's plan.

Because the number of horses is not enough to feed all the prairie people, even in order to feed the horses, the prairie people have to live even harder.

After half an hour, Zhang Qi's [-] troops marched again. There were no tribes worthy of Zhang Qi's attention in Hulun Lake, and the two sweeps here and there completely left the place riddled with holes.

Horseshoes burst forth, and one person and three riders were riding lightly on the grassland. Zhang Qi and the others were very fast, and they could cover four hundred miles a day.

Bordering Zuo Tuqi's tribe is the grassland of King Zuoguli.

For two days in a row, Zhang Qi's soldiers came to the surrounding area of ​​Bell Lake on the sound of death.

The outposts who arrived earlier had already detected the location of the nearest tribe, and did not make any adjustments. Zhang Qi just raised one arm, and everyone put on their armor silently.

Like Zuo Tuqi's tribe, King Zuo Guli, who is 24 cavalry of the Huns, is also very powerful. To put it bluntly, their 24 cavalry are the direct descendants of the Xiongnu Shanyu. Everyone is related, and they are more or less blood related relation.

So this time when attacking Han, the main force of King Zuoguli also went to Shan Yuting, and those who stayed in the headquarters were just ordinary grassland cavalry who could ride horses and shoot arrows.

shhhhh--

Thousands of arrows are fired like waterfalls.

Before the people arrive, the arrows arrive first.

As soon as the surrounding tribes of King Zuoguli's tribe found Zhang Qi and others, Zhang Qi's army arrived before the team assembled.

"kill!"

The sky-shattering shouts of killing were deafening.

Anyone with a bow and arrow in their hands is the target of Zhang Qi's soldiers.

This tribe is not big, only a few hundred people, and the war did not last for 10 minutes, and all the people surrendered.

Zhang Qi waved his hand, and the flag soldiers around him waved small flags and left.

Kill cattle and sheep, plunder wealth, food and grass.

"drive!"

Zhang Qi clamped the horse's belly, and off-road immediately took a few steps forward and came to a slightly noble prairie man.

"Where is the nearest tribe to your place?"

The prairie dignitaries did not dare to resist, stretched out their hands falteringly, and pointed to the south.

"Where is the largest tribe?"

"It's over there too."

The dignitary faltered, a little trembling.

Zhang Qi nodded very politely: "Well, thank you."

The dignitary was stunned for a moment, if Zhang Qi didn't still have a strong smell of blood on his body, he would have thought that this person in front of him was a guest from afar.

After a while, the flag soldiers came in a hurry and whispered in Zhang Qi's ear.

Zhang Qi nodded: "Gather all the prairie people, I'll come over later."

"promise!"

All the cattle and sheep's finances belonged to the world of riding and hacking, and the people of the tribe were besieged, so they didn't disclose half of it.

When Zhang Qi came again, he said to the grassland dignitaries kneeling on the ground: "Live well, if someone asks about my banner, remember to tell him, I am Zhang Qi from Liaodong!"

Zhang Qi said casually with a smile on his face, but in the next second, he waved his hand again: "Cut off the heads of those who died in battle, and let's go!"

He said that he would give a big gift to the governor of Liaodong. What kind of gift is considered big?At present, the head of the Huns is the best gift, especially for the Han court after June.

With this great gift, he doesn't know what kind of political benefits the current prefect of Liaodong County will get, but he knows that from now on, he can go to Liaodong whenever he wants.

The soldiers cut off the heads of the Huns who died in battle and put them in sacks, and the army marched again. Zhang Qi put all the heads into the world of riding and chopping, pickled them with lime, and sealed them with ice.

One tribe, two tribes, in just half a month, Zhang Qi swept all the big tribes of King Zuoguli's tribe.

The cattle and sheep were slaughtered, and the wealth was taken away. What they did in the Han area, Zhang Qi did to them once.

It's just that Zhang Qi is kind, he neither kills nor captives those who do not resist.

Time is like water, time is like a shuttle.

The temperature in the Northland is getting hotter and hotter day by day.

How long has it been since Bingfa Prairie?
Zhang Qi couldn't remember clearly, a month?two months?

Zhang Qi's concept of time was a little fuzzy, he only remembered that there were nearly a million cows and sheep's hides and piles of bones in his riding and hacking world.

As for the meat, it was sold for tens of millions of dinars, but unfortunately some still stink before they are sold out. There is no other way, Zhang Qi can only use the rest to dry and marinate into strips, and give them to the cavaliers in the world. The cubs have added countless labors.

Attacking all the way from Zuo Tuqi's tribe, Zhang Qi and the others swept across most of Monan, sometimes fighting four or five times a day. During this time, the soldiers suffered a lot of casualties. Under two 2000 people.

However, such casualties seem so insignificant in terms of the results achieved.

As far as Zhang Qi still remembered the big tribes, they wiped out a dozen of them, and they couldn't even remember all the small tribes.

Lightly loaded, no need for logistics, no need to worry about how terrible the army is, Zhang Qin has realized it through personal experience.

As long as it is not dragged back, the army led by Zhang Qi is like a white wind on the grassland. Wherever it blows, death will fall.

They are hard to find, like rootless duckweed.

There are only 2000 people, but the entire grassland is trembling.

The name of the white evil spirits began to be sung throughout Monan. They were the wind, and with a thick bloody smell, they swept away the cattle and sheep on the grassland.

And Zhang Qi in Liaodong also awakened countless prairie people from their dreams, which will be unforgettable for life.

"almost."

Zhang Qi looked back immediately and saw two thousand faces that were very different from before.

They are fanatical, and under the leadership of the gods, they are invincible and invincible, and everything in the world is inferior to the stalwart figure in front of them.

Hundred Battles - Iron-Blooded Elite Soldiers!

(End of this chapter)