In this system, the Qin army under Ying Changying was at the top. Their loyalty to Ying Changying was unquestionable.
The second layer consisted of the Yiqu people, who were Ying Changying's sharpest claws and teeth.
At the bottom of the hierarchy were the Xiongnu people, who were currently the most powerful. In the near future, they would all become the lowest slaves on the grasslands.
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"Giddyup!"
The Righteous Canal Cavalry marched straight into the center of the Xiongnu tribe, and the scene before them suddenly became clear.
Cowhide tents appeared in front of them, with wolf flags fluttering on the top of the tents. It was obviously the totem of this tribe.
"Hahaha!"
The Yiqu cavalry rode forward, their eyes burning with flames as they laughed.
"Don't fight. I found this tent first, so all the women inside are mine!”
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"It's the Yiqu people!"
"I can't be mistaken. Only this bunch of b * stards would wear such bone chains.”
"Damn it, this bunch of b * stards actually became Qin's lackeys…"
"Kill them!"
"Kill them!"
Hundreds of young warriors who had stayed behind in the Xiongnu camp brandished their tridents and charged forward.
In their eyes, these Yi Qu bastards were far more hateful than the Qin people!
Seeing this scene, the Yi Qu cavalry laughed strangely, and a cruel killing intent flashed in their eyes.
Even the Xiongnu warriors couldn't withstand the full force charge of thousands of Righteous Canal Cavalry.
"Puff!"
"Puff!"
"Ah ~"
The chest of the Xiongnu warrior at the front caved in, but his eyes suddenly bulged out as he glared at the Yiqu people in front of him.
The pitchfork in his hand was still in a forward position, but unfortunately, it would never be able to stab into the other party's body.
The sounds of killing rang out everywhere, and miserable screams rose and fell in the huge camp.
Not far away, a corner of the curtain of a large cowhide tent was gently lifted, revealing a slender figure. She happened to see a Xiongnu warrior beheaded and lying in a pool of blood.
A strong Righteous Canal cavalryman sent the headless body of a Xiongnu man flying. With a long howl, he tore open the front of his shirt, revealing his thick chest hair. Then, he beat his chest crazily.
He was like a gorilla, showing off his strength in front of the opposite sex.
"Hehe!"
Raising his eyes to look at the cowhide tent beside him, the cavalryman dismounted and strode into the tent.
Inside the tent, a few figures were curled up in a corner. There were old people, women, and children.
The women and children widened their eyes in fear.
Only the old man had a wooden expression.
In fact, on this land, tribal killings and plundering of people occurred almost every day.
Women and children were like livestock, and had always been the property of men.
The old man was already used to this.
The fierce gaze of the Righteous Canal man landed on a young Xiongnu woman. He hooked his finger and said.
"You, come here."
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Ying Changying urged his horse into the camp.
A scene similar to that in the tent could be seen everywhere in the camp.
At this moment, the Xiongnu camp had already turned into a mess, and the sounds of resistance gradually became softer.
Some decadent sounds gradually sounded from within the various tents.
Compared to the unbridled Yiqu people, the Qin army was much more orderly. However, there were also many Qin soldiers who could not help but join the ranks of the Yiqu people, wantonly venting the evil fire in their hearts.
Ying Changying didn't stop him, nor would he.
Similar things would happen many more times in the future. Conquering and being conquered, seizing and killing had always been the eternal melody of this land.
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Several hours later, the blazing sun in the sky had long passed, replaced by a huge dark cloud.
The strong wind howled, sweeping up the black flag and making it flutter.
"Rustle…"
An ear-piercing sound of the wheels rubbing against each other suddenly rang out.
In an empty space in front of the camp, a shabby carriage was slowly pushed over.
A newly selected leader of the Righteous Canal rode his horse out, his face filled with a sinister smile as he shouted arrogantly.
"Young Master has ordered that all Xiongnu men who are taller than a wheel will be killed!”
On the empty ground, the Xiongnu men kneeling on the ground had wooden expressions, while the Xiongnu women had sorrowful expressions.
"Tsk!"
A cold light flashed, and the head of a Xiongnu man rolled to the ground. Blood instantly splattered on the wheels.
"Next!"
Then, a young Xiongnu youth with a youthful face was captured.
The executioner dragged his body over and pressed it against the wheel. It was just over half of his head.
The Xiongnu youth looked at the Yiqu people who were laughing sinisterly, his expression somewhat numb and blank.
At this moment, he might not know what kind of terrifying thing death was.
"Kill them!"
The person in charge of the execution shouted and slashed down with his sharp saber.
With a crack, the Xiongnu youth's neck was cut off, and another stream of hot blood splattered on the wheel.
"Continue, next one!"
"Hurry up and leave!"
One of the soldiers picked up a little Xiongnu boy and walked forward.
"No! My child, please let my child go!”
A Xiongnu woman cried out heartbreakingly.
The Xiongnu boy was also stupefied.
What was about to happen was not something that his simple little head could understand.
The Xiongnu boy was pulled to the side of the wheel and found that he was shorter than the wheel.
"It's a little low. Next!"
The Yiqu soldier released his grip, and the Xiongnu boy immediately ran back to the Xiongnu woman.
The Xiongnu woman quickly reached out her hands and hugged the boy, fearing that the murderous Yiqu people would once again attack her child.
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