One herdsman stood up.
Zhang Qi looked at them and nodded with satisfaction.
"You, come forward and talk."
He pointed at a Hun man in the crowd who was obviously much stronger and shouted.
The man was stunned for a moment, then walked out of the crowd.
Looking at him, Zhang Qi asked: "From the way you looked before, you looked like a soldier? Do you have an official position?"
The man looked at Zhang Qi, opened his mouth, lowered his head and said humbly: "My lord, I am serving as the corps commander under Zuo Tuqi's tent."
"oh."
Zhang Qi glanced at him with interest, and then looked at the crowd. The Atai tribe plundered this time had many more men than the previous tribe. These were ready-made soldiers.
"Okay, since you were once the corps commander, you are still the corps commander now!"
Zhang Qi made the appointment directly, then looked at the crowd and shouted: "Are there still troops?"
With one person at the bottom, the remaining Hun men also stepped forward one after another.
One person spoke respectfully to Zhang Qi: "Noble sir, I am a cavalryman."
Zhang Qi nodded and gestured behind him: "Return to the team."
"yes!"
The man who spoke was very excited. As a Hun cavalry, he naturally knew that there was a natural difference between soldiers and herdsmen.
More and more people came to Zhang Qi to recommend themselves, and Zhang Qi nodded and asked them to return to the team.
After a while, seven or eight people gathered behind Zhang Qi, all of whom were Huns cavalry who had fought with Zuo Tuqi.
The flames of Ataibe were still burning, and the female soldiers had lifted their guard, and were now leading the women of Ataibe to dismantle the yurt.
The servant army went to the slaves' residence in the tribe. They were slaves before and they had experience in how to draw slaves into the team.
A night attack directly expanded Zhang Qi's army by more than half. Eight ready-made Huns cavalry were unified under Zhang Qi's account. They were led by the corps commander who had been selected by Zhang Qi before. They also recruited more than 30 slaves. , all organized into the servant army, led by Eagle.
The tribes on the grassland never lacked bows and arrows. After a while, Zhang Qi armed these people. It was impossible for each person to have a melee weapon, but everyone had a horse bow behind his back and a shoulder strap around his waist. Loaded with two or three bags of arrows.
Although they can't fight any tough battles now, they can still build up their military strength and shoot a few arrows.
In the Atai Department, the corpses were piled up as usual, and all the treasures, food, and materials were moved out.
The Atai tribe was no better than the tribe Zhang Qi had plundered before. Living on the edge of Hulun Lake, they were not considered rich, and their population was also greatly insufficient.
After the chaos was over, Zhang Qi sent someone to count the number of people. It was found that there were only more than a hundred women left in the Atai tribe, and there were only seven or eight children, which was not as prosperous as the previous tribe.
Zhang Qi was riding a cross-country horse. Atai had been completely destroyed by him. Now he only had to wait for Ying, who had counted the cattle, sheep and horses, to come back and report before he could set off again.
Soon, the eagle came running over on horseback,
"Qi, let's make it clear. There are more than three thousand cattle and sheep, and nearly a hundred horses."
Zhang Qi pondered for a moment after hearing this, and then told the eagle: "Take your people and bring the cattle, sheep, women and children back to the camp."
"Also, when you go back, tell Hui and Lu Mu to disperse these people and mix them with the people before."
"promise."
Ying responded, and then looked at Zhang Qi with some trepidation: "Um... Qi, you really don't want me to follow you?"
In Ying's heart, he still wanted to continue to follow Zhang Qi to plunder other tribes. Rather than transporting supplies, he wanted to go into battle and kill the enemy.
Zhang Qi looked at him funny and shook his head: "Among these people, you are the only one I trust the most. If you said you won't transport things back, who do you want to transport them?"
"Hehe." The eagle monster laughed awkwardly, but he was very happy in his heart. Also, Qi entrusted him with such an important job of transporting supplies because he trusted him from the bottom of his heart.
"Leave it to me. I will definitely return people and things to the camp safely."
"Well, let's go. If anyone wants to escape on the way, don't hesitate, just kill them."
"Besides, if you don't have enough food, kill cows and sheep. Don't be reluctant, I'm here."
Zhang Qi patted his shoulder and said lightly.
Soon, the Atai tribe was cleared away, and all the cattle and sheep were driven towards the Greater Khingan Mountains by the surrendered herdsmen. The cold wind at night was biting, and Zhang Qi distributed all the furs in the Atai tribe.
The eagle took the servants away, and their figures quickly disappeared in the night.
Watching them leave, Zhang Qi coughed lightly: "Who is that? Yes, it's just you, come here."
His hand touched the man who was the Huns captain before.
The man ran up to Zhang Qi and knelt on the ground with one knee: "Master!"
"Where is the closest tribe to here?"
"One hundred and thirty miles southwest."
The man answered Zhang Qi's question respectfully.
"Southwest..."
Zhang Qi narrowed his eyes slightly and thought for a moment, then shouted loudly: "Everyone organize their equipment, replenish their arrows, and change their horses!"
Following Zhang Qi's order, the Atai tribe became busy again. Except for the cattle and sheep that were taken away by the eagle, Zhang Qi all left the horses here for transfer.
Soon, Zhang Qi and the others completed their integration, lit the Atai tribe on fire, and then followed the direction guided by the Xiongnu Chief to attack again in the night.
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Time flew by.
In the blink of an eye, it was ten days later.
In a tribe near Hulun Lake.
Zhang Qi picked up a piece of linen cloth from a pot of boiling water.
The hot linen was puffing up with white mist in the cold air. After a while, Zhang Qi felt that the temperature was right and spread it on his face. The warm touch and moisture made him hum in comfort.
The men, women, old and young in the tribe huddled together in fear. The hungry wolves on the grassland in front of them attacked their tribe last night. The young and strong people who resisted all died miserably. Even the nobles who used to be aloof were mercilessly strangled.
All this was thanks to the gentle-looking man in front of him. At his command, heads were cut off one by one, whether they were adults or children.
After washing his face comfortably, Zhang Qi held the linen cloth in his hand, and a female soldier beside him reached out to take it.
Looking back, it has been ten days. In these ten days, Zhang Qi led this group of people to plunder more than a dozen tribes, large and small, and almost emptied all the tribes on the east side of Hulun Lake.
All this must be attributed to the military minister Shanyu. If it hadn't been for him, Zhang Qi would not have been able to achieve such high results at such a fast speed.
Now he has more than a hundred Huns cavalry, and his servant army has reached 700 people. The number of women and children who have been sent back to the camp in Daxinganling has reached more than 2,000 people, and there are countless cattle and sheep.
