Chapter 438 Don't Spare Any One

"You bastard, you are totally lawless!"

Su Yao was furious.

A bunch of defeated soldiers, just a bunch of trash among the trash, who just took advantage of the situation and ran a little faster. They even dared to come out and steal the horses that should have belonged to him!

This time, in addition to the rescue mission, his most important goal was to find a way to get rid of the hidden dangers of the Liaodong vassal state in the rear, and then get war horses, restore the Liao horse trade and expand his own cavalry team.

As a result, after going through untold hardships and fighting continuously without taking a breath, I finally conquered the tribe here, but was robbed by this blind bastard and his spoils were stolen.

"Where did that guy go?"

"North!"

The Wuhuan leaders rushed to report:
"They looted the things and ran straight to the north."

"But their tribe is in the south. I don't know whether they are going to Gongsun Zhao or somewhere else."

The land is vast. If a group of hundreds of defeated soldiers do not want to go home but only want to escape for their lives, there is no telling where they will run to.

"It doesn't matter!"

When Su Yao asked the question, the map had already been opened, and a circle of red around it was dazzling and eye-catching.

"Push them one by one, I don't believe I can't catch you."

Immediately afterwards, Su Yao ordered the Han army to take a short rest, and at the same time, he selected cavalry from the surrendered tribes to follow him and advance all the way, and at the same time, he would meet Gongsun Zhao.

When the leaders heard this, they were all dumbfounded.

The word "impulsive" is simply not enough to describe this governor.

However, seeing that their lives were no longer in danger, they immediately mobilized urgently.

For a moment, the Wuhuan camp here was in chaos.

Some were busy slaughtering cattle and sheep to entertain the Han army.

Some were busy moving property and paying compensation.

Even more of them are the troops that were previously mobilized by Nara Yanshi.

These Wuhuan cavalrymen were originally the trump cards that she and Gongsun Zhao had conspired to use to wipe out the Han army and other Wuhuan leaders at the last moment.

Now, with the disintegration of the tribal alliance and their decisive kneeling, they all changed their flags and turned their guns.

But in this busy scene, there is one person who is at a loss and doesn't know what to do.

“How did it become like this?”

Nara Yanshi crossed her arms over her chest and pulled at her underwear, looking weak, pitiful and helpless.

Nara Yanshi never imagined that when everything was settled, she would be completely ignored.

Well, it cannot be said that she was completely ignored. After the soldiers untied her bonds, she regained her limited freedom.

But no one cared about her anymore.

It was as if she, the Yanshi, did not exist and was just placed aside.

She thought about returning to the tribe.

But the chiefs turned her away.

"Witch! What are you doing back here?!"

"Don't you think the disaster you brought to our tribe is not enough?"

"King Su Puyan is dead, and the little king is gone too. You are a woman who brings bad luck to your husband. There is no place for your tent here!"

"Besides, we have already sent you to the governor. If you come back so quietly, you will kill us!"

"Hurry up, or we'll tie you up and send you over!"

The biting cold wind cannot overcome the evil in people’s hearts.

Frankly speaking, Nara Yanshi had thought about this situation. After knowing that her young husband was killed by Subudi, she had a premonition of being abandoned in the future, otherwise she would not have fainted from anger.

But when all this happened, she still couldn't accept it.

As a woman, her natal family, on which she had relied, was destroyed, and her husband's family no longer wanted her.

And the seemingly fair enemy ignored her.

It's really infuriating and hateful.

So what fate awaits you?
Will it be awarded to those rude soldiers?
When she thought about those men whose faces she couldn't recognize taking turns torturing her body day and night, and no one would stop even if she screamed her throat out...

Nara Yan's teeth couldn't help but chatter.

At this moment, in the chaos, Nara Yanshi saw a scimitar placed at the door of a tent.

At this moment, she had a flash of enlightenment.

It is better to die than to suffer humiliation.

Nara Yanshi took small steps, walked to the front of the tent in two or three steps, and picked up the scimitar.

Nara Yanshi's hand gently stroked the cold scimitar, and her heartbeat quickened.

All kinds of scenes from the past flashed before my eyes.

The helplessness when she was forced to marry a man almost as old as her father; the joy when she learned that the man was killed in the war and the struggle when she was forced to marry a child.

And with the help of her mother's family and Liaodong Duwei, she gradually gained control of the tribe.
All of this has now turned into dust and sand.

There is nothing left to be nostalgic about.

My poor daughter cannot avenge you. Father, please give me the last bit of courage.
While silently reciting in her heart, Nara Yanshi raised her scimitar.

At this moment, at the critical moment, there was a "clang" sound, and the blades collided. Nara Yanshi took a step back, and the weapon in her hand fell to the ground in shock.

"You, what are you doing?" Nara Yan exclaimed after coming back to her senses.

I saw a handsome soldier wearing Han army leather armor and holding a ring-handled sword, staring at me with disgust.

"My master said that everyone must pay for their crimes."

"It would be a bargain for you to die."

Nara Yanshi's face turned pale immediately.

However, she didn't expect the next sentence to almost drop her jaw:
"Besides, are you willing to die like this without taking your revenge?"

"You, what did you say?"

Nara Yanshi couldn't believe her ears.

"Come with me, stay alive, and perhaps you will find a chance for revenge."

"You, who are you?"

"my name is"

"Xianbei woman?!" Nara Yanshi widened her eyes.

That’s right, this short soldier wearing Han army armor was none other than Su Yao’s maid, the former Xianbei princess—Xiaochun.

It turned out that after Su Yao accidentally discovered that the little maid who came with the army was Xiaochun instead of Hong'er, he had decided the fate of Nara Yanshi.

"Tsk, I'm not here to help you do this kind of thing."

However, although Xiaochun complained in her heart, after meeting Nara Yanshi, she could not ignore this girl whose fate was quite similar to hers and watch her die in vain.

Just like that, not long after, when Su Yao's army attacked again, Nara Yanshi, who had caused a lot of trouble in the vassal state of Liaodong, disappeared in the long river of history. Instead, a Wuhuan maid named Nana appeared in Su Yao's mansion in the future.

As for now, Su Yao's target has been locked on the castle of the vassal state's commander.

Gongsun Zhao, if you don't fall, it's time for you to pay the price!

(End of this chapter)

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