Daqin: Prince Peerless, guarding Hangu for ten years!

Chapter 194 Cannibalism!

In an instant, countless Great Qin cavalry rushed out like a torrent, countless wild howls rose into the sky, and thousands of herdsmen rode out on their domesticated war horses.

The Great Qin Cavalry followed closely behind.

This is exactly what Yingjun wants to see, using the hatred between the herdsmen and those western tribes to his own advantage, and even making all the herdsmen on the grassland his own force to conquer the grassland.

In the near future, whether they are Qiang, Yue, or Xiongnu, they will become the lowest slaves on the grassland. Their roles will be reversed. They will be disciplined by these herdsmen, and these herdsmen will also belong to the Qin Dynasty after these battles. Control.

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Qiang family!

Dunwan Hills is where the head of the Qiang clan resides!

In the huge and exquisite Qiang royal tent!

The leader of the Qiang clan, Ermu Pheasant, actually sat majestically on a luxurious throne made of tiger skin.

The two rows below are the elders who are in charge of the affairs of each branch. One elder is in charge of three tribes, and each tribe has a leader. These elders come here every month to report on the status of the branch.

At this time, a clan cavalry covered in blood was kneeling in the middle of the king's tent. The leather armor he wore was completely damaged, and his face was full of panic.

The elders in the king's tent were discussing nervously, and the noise continued.

Some people were discussing why King Qiang summoned them in such a hurry, but those who came first sat where they were, with panic on their faces and cold sweat on their palms.

"Everyone!"

Listening to the Qiang clan leader's words, everyone stopped and looked up at Ermu Pheasant.

"This time the Qin army sent [-] cavalry into the grassland, occupied the camp we were planning to rob, took away the herdsmen, cattle, sheep and horses in the camp, and even killed all the [-] soldiers I sent!"

As he said that, Er Muzhi picked up the wine glass on the table and slammed it on the ground, his eyes full of anger.

"What? Chief, you said the Qin army came to kill you?"

Everyone's expressions changed instantly, and their eyes were filled with panic.

You must know that after decades of experience, their grassland has only been attacking and plundering the Qin State. When has it ever been attacked by the Qin State?

Many tribal elders did not know much about the affairs of the Qin State, and all of them looked at the clan leader Ermu Pheasant in disbelief.

Are the people of Qin going to the grassland?
Do they have such great ability and ability?

"Hahaha, are the clan leaders joking with us again? The Qin people built a city wall to defend us. How dare they enter the grassland?"

Soon, one of the tribe elders laughed with disbelief on his face.

"That's right, aren't the Qin people busy fighting for hegemony in the Central Plains? Where do they have the time and energy to attack our grassland? Even here, with only ten thousand cavalry, do they want to compete with our grassland cavalry?"

An elder from the tribe agreed with a smile.

Hearing this, many tribal elders also nodded slightly. The Qiang people should be lucky if they don't take the initiative to plunder the Qin people. How dare they send troops to kill the grasslands?
You must know that the prairie cavalry is famous all over the world. Only the frontier troops of Li Mu of Zhao State can ride and shoot in Hufu. The cavalry from other countries are no match for our prairie cavalry. If you dare to come to the grassland now, you are really asking for death.

Listening to the questioning from Mr. Zhang around him, Ermu Pheasant slammed the table, pointed at the sick cavalryman and shouted sternly: "Tell everyone what happened in the camp."

"Yes, it's the patriarch!"

The cavalryman knelt on the ground, and then tremblingly told the story from beginning to end.

Time passed by minute by minute.

After half an hour.

After the cavalry finished telling what happened in the camp, the faces of the elders in the military tent became solemn and their brows frowned.

Qin's 2 cavalry actually killed [-] Qiang and Yuezhi tribes.

Not only did everyone find it unbelievable, but they also felt fear in their hearts.

"Laugh, why don't you laugh?"

The clan leader, Ermu Pheasant, looked at everyone with a gloomy face.

The entire military tent fell into a dead silence, everyone lowered their heads and did not dare to speak.

Everyone knew that if there were only these [-] cavalry, they would not pay attention at all, and they would just send several times more cavalry to kill them.

But what this cavalry represents is the entire Qin State. Qin’s strength ranks first among the six countries. Only 2 cavalry killed [-] of their horses. If Qin is allowed to train more such cavalry, then their western tribes will be defeated. The situation is also precarious.

An elder stepped forward and said: "Chief, the intention of sending cavalry to attack my grassland is obvious. They want to plunder the horses, cattle, sheep, and herdsmen on my grassland to increase their own strength. We should send a large army to kill them."

"Firstly, we can annihilate this powerful cavalry army and greatly weaken Qin's combat power. Then we can send troops to attack the border. Even if we fail to defeat them, we can still plunder Qin's supplies. Secondly, we can also use this to frighten Qin and make They will see the strength of my prairie cavalry and dispel their Qin country’s thoughts about our prairie."

The other elders nodded in agreement.

The clan leader frowned. After thinking for a while, he looked around and asked, "Do you have any other opinions?"

Everyone shook their heads and remained silent.

Seeing that no one had any objections, the clan leader took a deep breath, then stood up, walked to Mr. Zhang, and patted his shoulder: "I'll leave this matter to you. You will dispatch four people from the central government." Ten thousand soldiers must annihilate this Qin cavalry!"

at the same time.Yingjun grabbed the reins of the black horse and stood on the hillside, looking at the stars below with an expressionless face.

Three thousand herdsmen stood behind Yingjun, looking at the camp at the foot of the mountain, with a glint in their eyes, waiting for Yingjun's instructions.

"kill!"

Yingjun waved his arms.

In an instant, three thousand herdsmen galloped towards the camp down the hillside like wild horses.

"Boom!"

The sound of horse hooves is majestic.

"Come on! This is our chance to make a difference!"

"Kill!"

Three thousand herders, holding machetes in hand, shouted and rushed towards the tents with lights on.

"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack..."

When the cavalry on patrol saw this scene, their eyes were full of panic. They rode their horses through the tents and loudly delivered the news.

Those Qiang people who were still sleeping suddenly woke up when they heard the shouts outside the tent. They pushed the woman in their arms away and didn't even bother to put on their clothes. They picked up the machete next to them and walked out of the tent.

Seeing the Qiang people who had been awakened, the herdsmen did not care about anything else, and even accelerated their pace. They drove straight into the center of the Qiang people's tents, and then dispersed in all directions.

Some Qiang people heard the noise outside, and as soon as they came out of their tents, they saw a herdsman riding a horse and holding a scimitar galloping towards them.

"Pfft!"

The scimitar slashed across his neck, and blood suddenly spurted out.

The Qiang man immediately subconsciously stretched out his hand to cover the wound on his neck. He fell to the ground with confusion in his eyes, and his body kept twitching.

Are these bastards going to rebel?
The bastard who was usually whipped by the Qiang people was actually pointing the blade of his hand at him at this moment?
This……

What exactly is going on?

Soon, the thousands of Qiang cavalry who stayed in the camp gathered together, holding the scimitars in their hands, and charged towards the herdsmen.

In their eyes, these bitches are now beyond their control and are openly rebelling!
In this case, the only option is to kill it.

The entire camp suddenly fell into chaos, and even the original herders in the camp didn't know which side to help, so they had to flee in all directions.

"Pfft!"

"Pfft!"

"Ugh~"

Those Qiang people who had just walked out of the camp were knocked to the ground by the war horses before they could react. Their chests were suddenly dented. They stared at the rebellious herdsman in front of them with their eyes wide open. The next second this herdsman suddenly His head was chopped off with a scimitar.

The sound of killing was everywhere, and screams were heard one after another in Nuo Da's camp.

But the gap in strength between the two sides soon became apparent.

Ying Jun looked at the herdsmen at the foot of the mountain who were gradually being suppressed by the Qiang people. His face turned cold and he shouted coldly: "Tiger and Leopard Cavalry, kill!"

With an order, the two thousand tiger and leopard riders behind Yingjun lined up and rushed down the mountain.

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A quarter of an hour later, the sky became slightly brighter.

The Qiang people were all wiped out.

At this time, the Qiang's military camp had been reduced to a mess, and the voice of resistance gradually became smaller.

In each tent, some extravagant sounds gradually sounded.

Yingjun didn't stop it, and he wouldn't stop it.

Many similar things will happen in the future. Conquering and being conquered, plundering and killing, have always been the eternal melody of this grassland.

Not long after, a soldier of the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry walked up to Ying Jun, bowed and said: "General, in this battle, one thousand herdsmen were killed and wounded, and two thousand herdsmen were captured. Our Qin army suffered no casualties."

Yingjun nodded slightly, raised his head, looked at the gradually brightening sky, and took a deep breath.

These herdsmen have not been trained, and their strength is still very different from that of the Qiang people.

Time is running out and we can't just rely on them to kill the enemy. It seems that the next battle will have to speed up.

Thinking of this, Yingjun immediately ordered: "Send the order, those two thousand herdsmen will survive if they surrender! Those who don't surrender will die!"

"The army assembles and speeds forward!"

(End of this chapter)