Chapter 545: The Zarat Tribe is Destroyed

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"Dad, I just wanted to remind you not to underestimate the enemy! The Qin people must have used extraordinary means to defeat the Huns!"

Danmu's two sword eyebrows were almost twisted together, and he kept waving the reins in his hands, for fear that if he slowed down, he would be drowned by the torrent behind him.

"Okay, what's the point of talking about this now?"

Zarate shouted sharply, regretting that his intestines were blue.

"boom……"

As soon as he finished speaking, not far from them, the senior executive who had just been sworn in the tent suddenly saw blood pouring out of his chest, fell off his horse, and fell to the ground.

But the horses didn't know why and kept running at the same speed as before.

This scene shocked the two of them even more.

"Could this...is this the legendary mysterious weapon used by the Qin people to attack Yueshi and Wusun?"

Dan Mu was dumbfounded in shock.

"boom……"

After the gunfire, another senior executive was shot through the chest and blood splattered everywhere.

"Quick...quick...Danmu, run!"

This time, Sarath panicked.

It was an unprecedented panic!

If he hadn't been so shameless just now, sent more people to investigate and prepared in advance, maybe these things wouldn't have happened!

But he was afraid that the higher-ups would say he was weak, so he ignored his son, and ended up like this!

"boom……"

It was too late, even if he regretted it, it would be useless.

Because a bullet had already hit his heart.

Immediately afterwards, the gunshots became more intensive, and the people who escaped were shot down one by one, including Dan Mu!

"General Han, the fastest runner must be the leader of the tribe. I killed three of them, so don't forget it!"

"I also killed two of them, so they must be recorded!"

"I have two too...!"

After all those who escaped were eliminated, Wang Li, Peng Yue and others urged Han Xin to record their merits.

"Okay, I know you guys are awesome! Don't worry, you will definitely get a lot of credit!"

Han Xin, as the commander-in-chief this time, said with a smile.

"Haha! I guess these people will never understand until their death how we got here so fast!"

Fan Kuai laughed wildly and threw the body on the grass onto his horse.

Because Ying Feiyu said that after winning a battle, try to dispose of the body properly and never expose it to the sun, as it will spread diseases!

This will be the grassland of Great Qin from now on. He doesn’t want the people of Great Qin to contract any incurable disease!

"Okay, quickly pack up the bodies and go back to join them!"

Han Xin gave the order seriously.

On the train to Longxi, they had already discussed the combat strategy.

Which team does each person lead and what to do?

In this way, no matter what situation you encounter, your troops will not be wasted!

If I guessed correctly, Zhang Liang had already led his men to clean up the entire tribe!

Sure enough, when they returned to the tribe with the corpses, the prisoners, cattle, sheep, and trophies had all been sorted into categories and put under guard.

In addition, Zhang Liangzheng led people to dig a huge pit to bury the dead Qiang people!

"Old Zhang, I didn't expect that your boy was not only upright in supervising the exam, but also behaved in an orderly manner on the battlefield! Haha!"

Peng Yue turned over and dismounted, put his hands on his hips, and looked at Zhang Liang, who was holding a shovel and digging a hole with the soldiers, and smiled.

This boy used to work in a bookstore and was favored by Ying Zheng. He worked with Chen Ping as a proctor for the imperial examination.

This time, Ying Feiyu asked them to go to the military camp to get gold plating. With their military merits, they would be promoted to at least two levels after returning to court!

Both of them are famous figures in history. Just being a proctor is really burying their talents!

"What does this little thing mean...?"

Zhang Liang thrust the shovel into the soil hard, raised his head and rolled his eyes at him, "How are you doing there?"

"Hmph! As long as I, Old Peng, am here, can I still run away from them...?"

Peng Yue slapped his chest loudly, then picked up a person from his horse and threw him into the pit, causing a lot of dust to be thrown into the pit. "This old guy, at first glance, he looks like a little boss. He's so fat from eating that he's covered in dust." It’s all fat!”

"Hmm! Judging from his clothes, he is indeed different from ordinary herdsmen!"

Zhang Liang looked at it carefully and said in agreement.

Then everyone worked together to throw all the dead Qiang people into the pit and bury them.

Another small team was sent to send three thousand prisoners to Longxi County!

The sudden attack of the Qin army caused the Salat tribe to panic. Some of the quick-thinking people fled away. Those honest herdsmen had no choice but to raise their hands and surrender!

It was precisely because of their cowardice that they saved their lives.

Those who were sent to mine could survive, but those who ran fast are now lying in the pit!

"General! This time we captured more than 3,000 people, 1,500 war horses, more than 100,000 cattle and sheep, and 20 boxes of gold, silver, and silk of all kinds!"

The Salat tribe was not big, and the war was over in less than an hour.

While the Qin army was reorganizing, Zhang Liang held a pamphlet and reported to Han Xin.

"What are the casualties of our army?"

Han Xin put his hands behind his back and asked.

"Casualties? Our army is coming. These Qiang people are like chickens seeing a hawk. They can only run away. How can they have any room to fight back? How could there be casualties? Haha!"

Before Zhang Liang could speak, Fan Kuai's rough voice rang from the side.

"That's right! Our Qin army has zero casualties! Only one soldier accidentally sprained his foot while digging a hole, and military doctors have already helped deal with it!"

Zhang Liang nodded and reported.

"Yes, Not Bad……!"

Han Xin nodded with satisfaction, "Come on, let's stew mutton for lunch!"

"Yes! Thank you, General!"

When the soldiers heard the news, they were very happy and cheered to help slaughter the sheep.

"If it goes as expected, the news of the destruction of the Salat tribe has spread by now, and other tribes must be on guard. What is the general going to do?"

Zhang Liang put away the book and asked seriously.

The Qiang people have a vast territory, and Salat is just one of many tribes.

They can be caught off guard this time, but it will never be so easy later!

Han Xin took out the map from his pocket, spread it flat on the ground, and called Wang Li and others over to discuss it together.

"Look, we are now in the northeast corner of the Qiang tribe, and the royal court is in the middle of the Qiang tribe. Each tribe has its own territory. The two sides are sparse and the middle is dense. We can divide the army into three groups. Wang Li leads a group of people , advancing to the north, Peng Yue led a group of people, advancing to the south, while I took Zhang Liang and set off towards the middle road! Wait until you have cleaned up the tribes on both sides, and then converge to the middle, from west to east, towards the king Ting Jinjin...!"

Han Xin casually picked up a branch and traced the route on the map. Several other people nodded repeatedly, "The tribes on the middle road are densely packed, and they are all big tribes. Although the distance between the north and the south is relatively far, there are fewer tribes. It is estimated that after you meet up, When we approach the Royal Court from the west, we should be able to solve the problem almost as well. We can attack from the front and back and capture the Royal Court in one fell swoop!"

This time they led 50,000 troops to destroy the Qiang.

If it were like today, it would be a bit overqualified and the war would be over for many soldiers before it even started. It would be a waste of time.