Chapter 111: Forward
"Boom."

Thunder roared.

It was raining heavily, and there was almost no one in the small camp. Only a few archers were standing on the hastily erected arrow tower, but they were just huddled together, thinking only of going off duty and changing positions.

In the camp, there was a faint sound of wild laughter, but no one knew which girl had suffered the misfortune and was dragged into the tent by the Mobei people.

Although these archers were all upset, they could only remain silent in the heavy rain and admit their own cowardice.

After a moment, the sound of stepping on water was heard from below.

"Hey, you can't enter the camp."

One of the team leaders looked up and saw a dozen poorly dressed young men stumbling over in the heavy rain. He stood up and shouted sternly, "We've set up a shed for you by the river, why are you here?"

Under the arrow tower, Tian Daocheng hesitated for a moment, then shouted into the rain, "Brothers, we have run out of food. Why don't you open the gate and let us in to get some?"

"Is there anything else to eat in the village?"

The team leader was particularly impatient, waving his hand and driving them away, "Go to the river and catch some fish and shrimp. You don't have to bring the extra ones over. Keep them for yourselves. Get out of here, the village gate won't open."

The archers standing in the arrow tower just kept silent, watching the show.

Tian Daocheng pursed his lips and wanted to say something.

But the dozen or so men around him were already furious, pointing their fingers and cursing: "You bastards, we are all Yan people, why don't you treat us as human beings?"

The team leader was just impatient, picked up his bow and shouted angrily: "If you don't get out of here, I'm going to make you bleed!"

Although it was raining heavily, the bow and arrow could only exert 60% to 70% of its power, but the distance between the two sides was very close, so it was not difficult to hurt someone. And judging from his appearance, he didn't even look like he was joking.

Everyone was chilled to the bone, their eyes were fixed on the tightly closed gate of the village, their faces looked as if they were gritting their teeth and looking fierce.

Seeing that something seemed to be wrong, the team leader became alert and shouted loudly again.

"Those who do not retreat will be killed..."

Suddenly, thunder sounded again.

Suddenly, a cold light shot out from the rain and fog like lightning, directly penetrating the face of the team leader. Before anyone could react, the team leader had already staggered and fell straight down from the arrow tower with his eyes wide open.

The next moment, the rumbling sound of horse hooves rang out.

Several archers on the wall widened their eyes as they saw a long black steel dragon suddenly rushing out from behind the rain and fog. Then, under their gaze, it instantly split into two and spread out to both sides, forming a semi-encirclement and circling behind the camp.

Ding Badu!
It’s Dingbadu!

The archers who were from Cangzhou immediately recognized this elite force that had shined under the city of Cangzhou through their attire. They shuddered all over and then their eyes turned to the golden gong on the wall that was soaked with rainwater.

If there is an enemy attack, we should ring the gong to give a warning!
But at the same time, Tian Daocheng finally couldn't bear it anymore and shouted loudly.

"Do it!"

More than a dozen people beside him had been waiting for a long time. Seeing that they failed to trick the gate open, they activated their backup plan, took out hooks from their arms, and then threw them out with gravity to hook the outermost fence of the camp.

Afterwards, the cavalrymen in the front row stepped forward in an instant, grabbed the thick rope, turned their horses' heads sharply, swung their whips hard, and pulled together.

With a creaking sound, the fence inserted into the soil began to shake.

After Tian Daocheng and others got rid of the grappling ropes, they did not sit idle. They immediately went to pick up the barricades and other roadblocks outside the fence to clear the obstructions.

The archers on the wall were horrified and finally shouted out, then drew their bows and started shooting back.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

But at the same time, they just pulled the bowstring, or tried to pick up the golden gong, and fell down with the trembling tail of the arrow on their faces.

Until the end, several people were killed before they could even hide themselves.

"boom……"

The fence was finally pulled down violently. The well-trained cavalrymen drew their swords in an instant without any orders, stomped on the mud, reined their horses across the trench, and suddenly rushed into the camp.

Behind him, Wang Yanzhang, who was also wearing Dingbadu armor, praised loudly with joy.

"Military Master's Sharpshooter!"

Then, he raised his lance with a grim smile, and rushed in against a thousand enemies in the heavy rain.

"The military envoy has ordered that no one should be allowed to leak the news!"

"Leave no one behind!"

At the very end, Xiao Yan put down an extremely heavy bow and hung it on the side of the saddle.

He gently squeezed the horse's belly, rode forward, and threw an iron knife to Tian Daocheng, who was still breathing heavily.

"If you don't want more people to die, just go in and chop them up."

The latter gritted his teeth.

If the news here were to spread to Yuyang, my family would surely die.

And the best way.

That is, no one can return to Yuyang alive...

On the side, more than a dozen of his companions rushed in with red eyes.

"Kill the Zhahu!!"

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The largest tent in the camp belonged to Commander Mobei.

He was tying his belt and grinning with great satisfaction when he heard the sound of the fence falling to the ground.

On the stinking couch inside, a Han woman in torn clothes lay there with lifeless eyes, not moving a muscle.

General Qu didn't take it seriously. He just picked up the wine bowl and drank it down.

It was the right decision to go south this time.

On the grassland, the tribes fought for pastures, herds, salt, and slaves. Their lives were miserable. How could there be such a happy life? What was missing was what they were fighting for. These Han women were also softer and more fragrant than the women on the grassland.

And most importantly, this time when they went south, they hardly encountered any opponents who could fight. Although Liu Shouwen's subordinates had never fought, they looked like they would be crushed at the first blow. Liu Shouguang was able to fight, but unfortunately, he was defeated by the pincer attack from both sides. Now he is hiding in Yuyang City and poses no threat.

He was no longer willing to go back to such a heavenly life.

Now that the king wants to be the emperor, let him be the emperor. It would be best if he could establish a great dynasty in this Youyan land so that his children and grandchildren can enjoy the service of the southerners.

As he was thinking this, the tip of his ears moved, and he seemed to faintly hear the sound of "enemy attack".

When he was about to listen carefully with a stern face, he heard a loud noise, as if something heavy had hit the ground.

Although the rain was pouring down, it was still possible to tell that the noise was coming from the west.
"You are such a loser! The southerners are such a waste! They are guarding a river, yet they let people come!"

Without thinking, he raised his knife and roared, wanting to call his men to set up defenses quickly.

However, in the entire camp, there were still more than 300 Mobei soldiers and more than 500 Liu Shouwen's troops, which added up to nearly 1,000 people. So he was not really panicking, because he had seen with his own eyes that the southerners were not able to fight.

He strode out, but when he reached the door of the tent, he was startled.

The sound of two horse hooves could be heard loudly.

Then, two long swords instantly cut through the tent, forming a semicircle and tearing it apart from both sides in an instant.

Without thinking, the general rolled backwards to avoid the two long blades. The next moment, he stood up with a roar, rushed forward, and hit the belly of a horse that had just slowed down. With such a huge force, he knocked the cavalryman sideways and fell off the horse.

It was obvious that the two riders who had suddenly attacked were both startled by him. The rider who had landed had blood choking on his mouth, and it seemed that he had been seriously injured by the collision.

This Qu Shuai had been in battle for a long time and was considered one of the best warriors in the tribe. He immediately rushed forward with a knife, wanting to kill him with one blow.

But before he could chop down his sword, the sound of horse hooves stepping on water came again from the front.

He then raised his head fiercely, and saw a huge bearded man rushing towards him with a gun.

"Southerners, come!"

He was not afraid at all, and actually rushed forward with a knife in hand, wanting to rely on his bravery to fight against cavalry with infantry.

The swords and guns collided, and sparks flashed in the rain.

Immediately, the iron spear, carrying the force of gravity, suddenly sent the spear tip into the throat of Qu Shuai, killing him.

"Za Hu, you may have some courage, but stay away from me in your next life."

"My grandfather is Wang Yanzhang of the Longxiang Army!"

After saying this, Wang Yanzhang laughed ferociously, spurred his horse around again, and charged into the rain.

The two riders led by Ding Badu looked at each other, and then followed without saying a word.

It was not until now that the entire camp reacted.

A shirtless or even trouserless figure rushed out of the tent with a knife and was beheaded almost instantly.

There were those who were still hiding in their tents, but their tents were smashed to pieces and they were killed by the spears.

The camp was filled with screams and distorted roars, and the sounds of horns and gongs could be heard everywhere. Anything that could make a sound was desperately beaten to alert the defenders in the camp to deploy their defenses.

But since the densely packed cavalry had already charged into the camp, how could they show mercy? After pouring in from all directions, they began to kill indiscriminately. Anyone with a braid or speaking a language that they could not understand would be killed with their swords.

If there were any Han people who resisted, they would also be killed.

There were cavalrymen running back and forth everywhere, and the entire camp seemed to have been torn apart, with tents broken, wooden frames collapsed, and it became a mess.

In the end, some people had reacted and were crawling towards the stable where their mounts were kept, hoping to snatch their mounts and still have the strength to fight.

But the stable was a focus of attention, and soon someone caught up with him and stabbed him to death from behind with a spear.

A few who were lucky enough to get on their horses were too frightened to dare to fight anymore and fled eastwards. But just as they left the camp, they saw cavalrymen coming around from behind the camp. When they saw them, they attacked them with premeditated moves and surrounded and killed them all.

……

Blood was everywhere in the rain-soaked mud.

The fighting was coming to an end, but large groups of cavalrymen were still searching everywhere. However, those who were found were simply gathered together and put under guard.

Xiao Yan was escorted into the camp. He slowly knocked on the iron ring on the saddle, closed his eyes and sniffed the bloody smell in the air.

For some reason, he actually likes this taste a little bit now.

But before this, even in his previous life, he was extremely averse to blood.

Behind the mask, Xiao Yan frowned.

Over there, Wang Yanzhang was covered in blood for most of his body. He came forward with a big grin on his face, then clasped his fists while on horseback.

"Military officer, all the bodies and survivors found are here. No one has escaped."

Xiao Yan nodded and looked up at the hundreds of prisoners.

The battle ended quickly, and more than a dozen of the 300 Mobei people survived. Because they were caught by surprise, they were still unwilling to accept it, but they just crouched there timidly, not daring to raise their heads.

The rest were more than 300, all of whom were infantrymen from Liu Shouwen's army. Most of them knew the situation well and when they saw that they were people from Youzhou and could not resist, they quickly threw down their weapons and surrendered.

Xiao Yan waved his hand.

"Take them away. The rear army is short of civilians. Disband them and make arrangements."

Wang Yanzhang responded, and then looked at the dozen or so people from Mobei, "You are lucky!"

"Wait a minute."

But at this time, Xiao Yan rode his horse to a large tent that seemed relatively intact.

Inside the tent, dozens of women huddled in a corner, their clothes torn and almost half-naked, all of them buried their heads in fear, trembling all over.

Xiao Yan was silent for a moment, dismounted, took off the cloak behind him, and walked in.

"Military envoys, they are..."

Wang Yanzhang didn't understand and stepped forward to remind him.

However, those women just kept retreating in fear, as if they were afraid of the chilling chill from Xiao Yan.

But the latter just covered the woman with a cloak, with gentle movements, as if to comfort her.

Wang Yanzhang was stunned.

To him, and to the soldiers in this world, camp prostitutes were everything normal, so why bother about their lives?

But he was not stupid. He stepped forward immediately and pretended to ask his attendants to find intact clothes and bring them over.

Xiao Yan walked out of the tent and glanced at the prisoners.

At this time, the Mobei captives, and even some Han captives, began to panic. They were all a little frightened and stared at the ground in fear.

The former said nothing more, climbed back on the horse, began to hold the horse's belly, and led the men to continue heading east.

“I’ve touched these girls.

"Beheaded."

Behind him, Wang Yanzhang responded loudly.

Then, he turned around and looked at the captives, and the smile on his face became ferocious again.

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The heavy rain stopped.

The camp was in ruins and had been destroyed.

The ground was covered with hoof prints and wheel tracks from horses heading east.

"Oh my god..."

Shangguan Yunque reined in his mount and smacked his lips.

In sight, heads were hanging on wooden stakes, having been pecked to pieces by vultures and crows.

There were bloodstains on the ground, and traces of a large pit could be seen, which should have been used as a place to bury the bodies.

Ji Ruxue had already covered her mouth and nose with a face towel, but she could still smell the faint stench.

She frowned slightly, unable to hide her worry.

But in the end, I remained silent and just kept moving forward.

(End of this chapter)