I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 94 Let Fear Fly
"Master, it's basically cleaned up."

Temu Aguda wiped the blood from his face and showed Han Shao a simple smile.

Han Shao glanced at the pale-faced youths from the Qingli Department on the other side.

He nodded slightly to express his approval.

"Well done."

Faced with Han Shao's approval, Temu Aguta looked happy.

And those nobles who originally belonged to the begging department straightened their chests at this time, with high-spirited and proud faces.

This time though, they just did some 'finishing' work.

Nor did he receive any substantial reward.

But it is already a very happy thing to be recognized.

Because it means they are being 'accepted' by another group.

Han Shao looked at them with satisfaction and nodded again.

"You guys have been working harder lately to teach these newcomers what the rules are."

Hearing Han Shao's kind words.

A cruel smile suddenly appeared on the faces of the young men who were originally beggars.

"Don't worry, Master! With us here, no one dares to disobey the rules!"

Technique, there is no good or evil.

If used correctly, it will be correct.

If used for evil, it will be evil.

I have to say that these routines I learned from the rule of law column are really useful.

After all, in the final analysis, ordinary people cannot handle this kind of organized behavior.

As for Han Shao, he was just more studious at first.

……

When you are an army, you don’t have to think about logistics.

It also possesses powerful mobility and unparalleled attack power.

Then it is invincible in a sense!

So when those people wearing cold black armor and riding tall iron cavalry swept across the entire Monan grassland.

No one can resist!
Anyone who dares to stand in their way will be crushed into powder by horses' hooves!
Not even the majority of the Qianqi who usually looked down upon the tribes in all directions!
After a sudden surprise attack.

Countless tribes, big and small, are in front of the cold winter on the grassland before the snowstorm.

It fell into a peaceful silence in advance.

There is a war going on in the south, and many things from the Yong people's realm cannot get through.

A lot of them were recruited by the Khan and the royal court.

Therefore, supplies on the grassland are increasingly scarce this year.

There are prairie merchants who are transporting goods that are in demand for the winter with great difficulty, and are preparing to take advantage of this opportunity to make a fortune.

But when they passed by a certain tribe, they found that the tribe in front of them was eerily quiet.

After shouting loudly, there was still no movement.

The businessman finally plucked up the courage, silently reciting the names of the Immortal Heaven and the Witch God, and cautiously stepped into this tribal community filled with endless thoughts of death.

But the moment they approached, everyone froze in place.

The originally white yurt was covered with splashes of ink.

And for this weird ink color, how could they, traveling traders, not know what it is?
That's solidified and dried blood!
"Longevity God!"

The merchant leader exclaimed.

I immediately realized that the tribe in front of me was probably exterminated!

It's just that he only felt sorry for this tribe at the beginning, and had no other emotions.

Because such bloody wars between tribes on the grassland are not uncommon, but they have happened.

As a businessman, he doesn't have to be afraid.

After all, except for those nasty horse bandits, no tribe would mess with traders like them.

Unless they never want anyone to trade with them again.

So the merchant leader led everyone to observe a moment of silence before preparing to set off for the next tribe.

But at this moment, another exclamation suddenly came from not far away.

"Chief... leader! You... come and see!"

Hearing the exclamation from the caravan guard, the merchants immediately realized that something was wrong.

They quickly gathered around the leader and hurried away in the direction of the sound.

But not far away, everyone's figures completely froze.

It was a mountain of corpses!
"The leader... this..."

The pale-faced merchant looked at his leader and couldn't even say a single word.

And their leader's expression wasn't much better.

How could this be?
He couldn't figure it out.

After all, tribes on the grassland attack each other, unless there is really any blood feud.

Otherwise, there would be no way to build a fortress in Beijing like this!
And this kind of Jingguan style doesn’t look like the prairie people at all.

Instead it's like...

The merchant leader, who was frightened by the thought in his mind, said with a trembling voice.

"Yongren...are Yongren!"

"The Yong people have come to our grassland!"

Upon hearing the leader's words, all the merchants were stunned for a moment, and then all looked in disbelief.

Yong people?

How can it be?

In fact, it’s no wonder they reacted like this.Because in their knowledge and inheritance from ancestors, the Yong people have not been so deep into the grassland for hundreds of years.

In fact, many young people on many grasslands today have never even seen a Yong person.

All their impressions of the Yong people are based on other people's stories.

For example, the elders of the clan, and the merchants walking across the grassland in front of them...

"But... aren't the Yong people fighting with the Khan in the south? How come they appear in the grassland?"

Moreover, these merchants are very well-informed.

As far as they knew, Khan had defeated the Yong people and killed many people.

In this way, it is even more impossible for the Yong people to appear on the grassland!
Listen to the comments of everyone around you.

The merchant leader, who was originally frightened, also became a little unconfident.

'Could it be that... I'm scaring myself? '

With this thought in mind, he thought for a moment and then said decisively.

"Let's hurry up and go to the next tribe to see it!"

If the Yong people really came to the grassland, then this tribe would definitely not be the only one to suffer!
You will know at a glance when the time comes.

After hearing what the leader said, everyone nodded in agreement.

It didn't take long to move quickly.

As for if they do this, they may run into the possible Yong army.

The merchants didn't think too much about it.

First of all, they are just a group of adventurers on the grassland, and even the faint of heart cannot do this.

Secondly, if the Yong people really came, they would be better off dead.

Because this means that they collected the scarce supplies at a high price during this trip...

Fuck!
It's all in your hands!
However, this is the way the world is. Often you are most afraid of encountering some kind of bad luck.

Misfortune will come quietly at this time.

So all the merchants quickly became desperate.

The same scene again, the same mountain of corpses.

"Chief...take...what to do next?"

Oh shit!

How did I know?

The merchant leader wanted to cry but had no tears.

For this shipment, he had invested all his wealth and even borrowed some debts from a large tribe.

If he fails to meet the designated cattle and sheep when the time is up, those evil wolves that eat humans without spitting out the bones will definitely swallow him clean with all the bones!

Thinking of the horror, the merchant leader's eyes were filled with fear, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

However, his resilience and acumen as a businessman still gave him a glimmer of hope.

"Let's go! Keep going! Let's go see those big tribes!"

As long as those big tribes are fine.

It just proves that things haven't really gotten that bad yet.

He himself can still be saved!
After saying this, he pushed everyone away and took the lead in roaring away.

But when their caravan was heading towards the big tribe, a terrifying scene happened.

On the gentle slope in the distance, a dark thread just stopped there, watching them silently.

"Yong...Yongren!"

"He's really a Yong man!"

"The Yong people are really here!"

Many of them had seen that cold black armor from a distance when they went south to purchase goods.

But now this is on the grassland!

This is the territory of their Karasuma people!
No one can describe their fear and shock at this moment.

The figures shrouded in black armor stared at them like the gods of death from hell.

It seemed that the next moment they would be led to the depths of the underground filled with endless terror.

"Run!"

Under the pressure of huge fear, some merchants galloped wildly on their horses.

But some people don't.

"Goods! My goods!"

It's just that the companion next to him raised his hand and slapped him.

"You're crazy! If the goods are gone, you can make more money! You only have one life!"

Xing Shang, who was woken up by a slap, could only bear the pain and leave everything behind and run away like crazy.

But at this time, they discovered that the guards they hired at a high price could actually run faster than them.

damn it!damn it!
Come and protect me!

I add money!
But in the face of the desperate shouting of the employer behind them, the guards did not look back.

fuck you!

Do you regard me as a fool?

……

"Sima, don't you want to pursue me?"

Facing the doubts of the soldiers around him.

Han Shao chuckled.

"No rush, let the fear fly for a while."

……

(End of this chapter)