On the grassland thirty miles west of Mount Huai Yin, a group of black-armored cavalrymen was advancing quickly. Their hooves were wrapped in cloth, making very little noise.
Under the cover of the night, Meng Jiao led the four thousand cavalrymen of Yan County to the west of the He Lan tribe, but no one noticed them.
The man held the coin in his mouth, and the horse wrapped its hooves.
"The scouts in front have been cleared.”
Zhang Long led a cavalry of about forty old soldiers.
"Have you found out the main tent of He Lan Guduo?”
Meng Jiao held his horse-slaying saber.
"I've figured it out."
Zhang Long nodded.
"Milord wants it alive."
" I'll lead two thousand cavalry to charge from the front," Meng Jiao said." You and Huyan Lie will each lead a thousand cavalry. We'll penetrate from the left and right flanks and head straight for Helan Guduo's main tent."”
"Before coming here, Milord had ordered us to skin the Helan Guduo alive in Yan Prefecture City.”
"No problem."
Zhang Long and Huyan Lie's eyes were filled with a cold light.
"Use the fire as a sign."
After giving instructions on the division of troops, Meng Jiao led his 2,000 cavalry and headed straight for the He Lan tribe.
Zhang Long and Huyan Lie were on the left and right, each leading a thousand cavalry.
Just like the Battle of New Moon, they surrounded the He Lan tribe from three sides and devoured the entire He Lan tribe.
The only difference was that in the Battle of Shuo Yin, they used fewer people to surround more people, while in the Battle of Huai Yin Mountain, they used more people to surround less.
The He Lan tribe only had a few thousand cavalry that could fight, and the rest were the elderly, women, and children.
It was just past dawn, and the sky was gray and misty.
The cold wind howled, sweeping up some weeds. The patrolling cavalrymen of the He Lan tribe returned to their camp, yawning non-stop.
"It's so cold."
"We patrol at night, but they can hug the women of Yan County to sleep," complained a soldier.”
He quietly pointed at the soldiers guarding the main tent.
"They are the king's personal guards, how can we small soldiers compare to them?”
The copper coin beside him shook his head.”
"Come here."
The centurion in charge of patrolling was counting the number of people, but he realized that a team was missing.
"What happened?"
The centurion's face was ashen.
"Most likely, he went to hang out."
someone said.
"Hurry up and find it."
The centurion was furious.
at this moment
The ground shook slightly, and a deep rumble came from afar, like thunder.
As Prairies people, they were extremely sensitive to this kind of low rumble. It was the sound of thousands of troops charging at them.
The centurion turned around and saw a black shadow running wildly at the foot of the mountain.
His eyes were wide open, and he thought he was seeing things. He rubbed his eyes, and only then did he see clearly that it was not a black shadow.
It was clearly a group of black armored cavalrymen, with no end in sight.
"Enemy attack."
"Enemy attack."
The centurion's shrill cry echoed in the camp.
Many He Lan tribesmen rushed out of their tents. Their clothes were disheveled, and they held long sabers in their hands. They looked panicked.
"Wuwuwu"
The bright horn tore through the mist of dawn, and the quiet He Lan tribe fell into panic.
"Kill them."
Meng Jiao took the lead and swung the horse-slaying saber in his hand, beheading the patrolling centurion. Blood splattered everywhere.
"Leave no one alive."
Meng Jiao shouted.
"Kill them."
"Leave no one alive."
The iron cavalry of the County of Yan charged into the He Lan tribe's camp like a tide, killing anyone they saw, regardless of whether they were men or women, old or young.
The eyes of these soldiers of the County of Yan were red. The anger in their hearts was released, and they wanted to turn the He Lan tribe into a living hell.
In just a single exchange, hundreds of He Lan tribesmen were trampled into meat paste by the horse hooves.
"Pfft."
A leader of the He Lan tribe wanted to escape with dozens of guards, but they were discovered. Dozens of cavalry rushed forward and slashed down. In an instant, corpses lay on the ground in a mess.
Smoke billowed as the flames soared into the sky. The moment the Yan County Cavalry on the left and right flanks of Huaiyin Mountain saw the flames…
"Kill them."
"Destroy the He Lan tribe and capture the He Lan Guduo alive.”
Zhang Long rode his horse and jumped out, leading a thousand cavalry to charge into the He Lan tribe's camp from the flank.
Almost at the same time, Huyan Lie led a thousand cavalry into the camp.
The four thousand cavalrymen of the County of Yan cut the He Lan tribe's camp into pieces.
"Pfft."
Zhang Long slashed the three He Lan cavalrymen in front of him in half and charged towards the tent.
"It's the Yan County Army."
"The Imperial Court has come to save us."
When the captured citizens of Yan County saw the Black Armored Army wreaking havoc in the camp, tears welled up in their eyes. They knocked down the Helan guards, snatched their weapons, and followed behind the soldiers of Yan County Prefecture, charging forward to kill.
The battle only lasted for an hour before the huge He Lan tribe was wiped out. The camp was on fire, and the corpses of the He Lan tribe members were everywhere.
Blood flowed like a river, and a layer of blood mist lingered in the air.
"Zhang Long, where is He Lan Guduo?”
Meng Jiao, who was covered in blood, casually threw the broken Zhanmadao to the deputy general beside him and walked toward Zhang Long.
"Come here."
Zhang Long bared his teeth and pulled He Lan Guduo out of the tent behind him, smashing him onto the ground.
?" Chief, Old Dog Helan is here."
"There are seven other tribal leaders.”
Zhang Long waved his hand, and the soldiers pushed out a few Helan people who were tied up.
"I surrender."
Helan Guduo and a few other tribe leaders knelt down, weeping bitterly.
However, Meng Jiao did not accept their request to surrender at all. He said,"Pack the carriage and escort it back to Yanzhou City.”
"Chief, what should we do with the other captives?”
Huyan Lie walked over and asked.
"How many people?"
Meng Jiao frowned.
"Thousands."
Huyan Lie replied.
"Kill them all. Leave no one alive."
Meng Jiao's tone was cold.
Two iron cavalry escorted these He Lan tribe people out of the camp, and with a few charges, they killed them all.
In the entire He Lan tribe, other than the He Lan bud and the seven tribe leaders that Lin Xuan had named, no one else survived.
All the cattle, sheep, and horses were taken away. A huge fire was raised, turning the entire He Lan tribe into ashes.
Thousands of cavalry from the County of Yan left the grassland with their cattle and sheep, returning to Wu Town.
"Victory."
"Victory."
"Minister Meng led his army to flatten the Helan tribe, beheaded tens of thousands of people, and seized countless cattle and sheep.”
In the prefect's manor, Lin Xuan, who had stayed up all night, smiled when he heard this news.
"How about Helan Guduo?"”
"Milord, the He Lan bone bud and the seven leaders of the He Lan tribe have been captured alive and are being transported here.”
"Alright."
Lin Xuan raised his eyebrows." Inform the people of Yan County that in seven days, I will skin the lotus bud alive at the market entrance.”
"Yes."
"Young Master, you've stayed up all night.”
Mu Qing said.
In less than half a day, the news of the He Lan tribe being wiped out had spread back to the County of Yan. Countless people ran around to tell the news.
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