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Chapter 427 Cavalry Contest (2)

The two groups of cavalry collided together like a torrent of steel, but they were clearly distinct from each other.

One of them had no time to care about the surrounding situation at all, he only knew how to chop down the enemy in front of him, causing him to fall off his horse.

The two groups of cavalry gradually separated, but after a certain distance, they quickly turned their horses' heads and charged again.

This is the rule of the cavalry battle. Once the battle between the two sides officially starts, only one side can withdraw from the battle alive.

There was blood gurgling on the ground, and body parts were scattered on the ground, including those of the Zhelan people and those of the Huns.

At this point in the battle, it can be said to be extremely tragic!
Mao Dun frowned slightly, just now he had already glanced at it roughly, even the Xiongnu cavalry with various advantages could only exchange one for two at most.

The madness of the Zhelan people is really appalling!
You must know that this is the elite cavalry of his headquarters. From 1 to 3000 at the beginning, only more than 6000 people were eliminated in the end, which shows the cruelty of the assessment.

Coupled with the harness and so on, they couldn't completely crush the Zhelan cavalry in front of them.

Mao Dun narrowed his eyes slightly, and for a moment, he had already made up his mind that if the Zhelan tribe could not submit to him, then this tribe must be eliminated. Such a tribe is destined to be a stumbling block for the Huns to grow up.

At this time, King Zhelan was standing on a hillside not far away, and he could clearly see the situation on the battlefield.

This result was also unexpected for him. He saw that the Huns immediately produced something more, but that was not the decisive factor.

To be honest, the cavalry of the headquarters that fought against their own side was not too inferior to the Zhelan cavalry. Compared with the Zhelan cavalry, perhaps for them, they just lacked a kind of madness.

Gu Shemi couldn't help recalling the words Maodun had given him, and for a while, Gu Shemi's inner belief couldn't help being shaken.

Originally planned to use this opportunity to expand the right to speak in Donghu, but judging from the current situation, it would be good if the Zhelan tribe didn't be wiped out because of this!

Even if it can survive, it will definitely suffer heavy damage and its strength will be greatly reduced.At that time, the fate of the Zhelan tribe can be imagined.

Those people in the Donghu tribe are not good men and women, I'm afraid they are some ruthless characters who take advantage of your illness to kill you.

This is the norm on the grassland. It is not uncommon for them to form an alliance with each other last time and immediately betray each other in the blink of an eye.

The Zhelan tribe is crazy from top to bottom, but they are not stupid. Those who can survive on the grassland are not stupid people. room for survival.

As King Zhelan, he was extravagant and extravagant. It was indeed very difficult to be the leader of this fanatical and warlike tribe.

Because such a tribe is almost a pile of firewood that can't be dried any more, as long as there is a spark, it can explode into a skyrocketing fire.

Within the Zhelan tribe, there is a serious downfall. If the people below find that the people above are not crazy enough, then almost [-]% of the people below will smell the opportunity and launch a bloody coup.

After thinking for a while, Gu Shemi shouted: "Hu Baer."

"Yes." A burly man behind him stood in front of Gu Shemi, knelt down on one knee, his eyes were full of enthusiasm, and said reverently: "Great master, Hu Baer is always at your call."

Hu Baer is a slave of Gu Shemi, but even slaves are divided into different levels. For example, Hu Baer is a relatively high-level slave who belongs exclusively to Gu Shemi.

And its status is also extremely high in the Zhelan tribe, and Hu Baer even has his own army.

Of course, this army is also composed of slaves.

"Take your subordinates to play with these Huns." Gu Shemi ordered casually.Gu Luxuan didn't care about the life and death of these slaves.

Because for other tribes, slaves are property, but for the Zhelan tribe, it is not entirely true.

Compared with other tribes, the slaves of the Zhelan tribe should be said to be the most miserable.

Because they don't even have the right to reproduce and mate with the slaves themselves, but with the slave owners themselves.

Only by gaining the master's favor can it be possible to obtain the master's gift and have offspring with those female slaves.

Of course, the offspring who are born are also humble slaves.

The Zhelan tribe's slaves are far less valuable than other tribes. Whenever a war is won, all adult men on the loser's side will be killed, leaving only those men who are no taller than a wheel as slaves.

And such slaves will receive strict education and flogging since they were young, telling them to be loyal to the Zhelan tribe. Of course, this training method has a high mortality rate, but the ones cultivated, without exception, are all loyal to the Zhelan tribe. believer.

In the more scientific terms of later generations, these slaves all suffered from Stockholm Syndrome.

For a long time, the slaves of the Zhelan tribe have been unable to make ends meet, so the Zhelan tribe needs to frequently launch battlefields to fill the vacancies of slaves, and this result undoubtedly intensifies the militant and fanatical atmosphere of the Zhelan tribe.

"Honorable master, as you wish, I will definitely chop off the heads of those lowly Huns and present them to the master." Hu Baer kept puffing his nose.

Immediately, he led three thousand cavalry and killed the Huns' headquarters.

The eyes of these three thousand cavalrymen were flickering with madness, and they shouted Ulala in their mouths. Even if others looked at this situation, they might already be three points timid in the battle.

From the beginning to the end, Mao Dun's eyes were full of indifference. Calculating the distance, Mao Dun suddenly pulled out the Ming Dy from his waist to send a signal to all the Hun cavalry.

Immediately, the Huns cavalry in front of the army bowed their bows and shot arrows one after another, shooting arrows at the charging Zhelan cavalry.

Quite a number of Zhelan cavalrymen fell off their horses after being hit by arrows, one man and one horse, such a huge target was extremely simple for the shooters carefully selected by Mao Dun.

At this time, the Zhelan cavalry was about to rush to the front of the Huns army formation, Modu glanced at Ba Xiulie, Ba Xiulie immediately understood, and a group of Xiongnu cavalry galloped out on horses.

A bloody hand-to-hand combat with these crazy and brutal Zhelan slaves.

Mo Dun didn't pay too much attention to the situation on the battlefield, he believed in Ba Xiulie's ability, if he couldn't even deal with these Zhelan people in front of him, then Ba Xiulie would be too useless!
As for the power of Baxiulie, Mao Dun himself had a precise estimate.

At this time, Mao Dun was more concerned about what that King Zhelan was thinking at this time?
(End of this chapter)