Marquis Meng Heli's life has been a bit bad recently.
In the beginning, it was his trusted guard captain Wuliangbucha who, in the name of collecting tribute, swept away all the tribute taxes that were supposed to be paid to him, cutting off his basic income for the next year.
It doesn't matter. We are fighting a war. Are we still afraid that we won't make any money?
When I have assembled the five thousand Heaven-Stranding Barbarian Horses that I bought at a high price from the Mantian Palace to form a Heaven-Stranding Barbarian Cavalry, it will be time to take off!
Then, the horse was gone!
Disappearing at the same time as the horse, there was also the loyal subordinate Meng Qita and 300 personal guards!
It just magically disappeared.
Not a single horse hair to be found!
Doulton!
When I think about it with the two hands on my back, I know it must be related to Doulun!
It's just hateful that Dou Erdun also disappeared on the plains along with Man Ju, Meng Qita and others, as if he had never appeared before...
In order to make up for the shortfall, Meng Heli had to make a decision that went against his own principles.
We need to collect tribute taxes from the tribes outside the city again!
Of course, you cannot collect taxes openly, otherwise you will be ridiculed by other barbarian princes, and you will even be reprimanded when the barbarian king comes back.
Therefore, we can only collect it by grabbing it.
Gather the last group of guards, dress up like barbarian bandits, and go rob those tribes that have joined you!
As for why not rob other tribes?
Nonsense, what if the barbarian lord of another tribe finds out? Not only will it be embarrassing, but you will also be punished.
It's more cost-effective to rob one's own people, and at most just find a few scapegoats later on.
As a benevolent lord, he will record all the gains he robbed in a small notebook and make deductions and exemptions as appropriate in the future!
After all, it’s not easy!
Putting back his divergent thoughts, Meng Heli looked at the three covered guards half-kneeling in front of him and nodded.
"Cover your faces and put on your cloak. It's best to pretend to be those human barbarians!"
"Start from the furthest place!"
Meng Heli looked at his power map and focused on the farthest tribe.
"Tentul?"
"That's it!"
"Go!"
The three guards bowed and disappeared into the night...
…
Under the barbarian sky, a space was distorted. Chen Luo and the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry walked out of the ancient tomb and stood under the barbarian sky.
Because he brought two thousand soldiers with him, Chen Luo naturally did not transform into a barbarian. Instead, he took out his own armor from the tiger talisman, rode on the horse king who was riding the barbarian horse, and smiled at Yang Nanzhong.
"As expected of the Marquis!" Although Yang Nanzhong had been told something a long time ago, he still felt a little dazed in his heart when he saw Man Yue hanging high in the sky and stepping on the land of Man Yuan.
Chen Luo said before that there was a way to transport the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry to the Barbarian Plains. He thought that it would require the cooperation of dozens of great scholars. Unexpectedly, he just walked through the tunnel and arrived.
This is too...comfortable!
Chen Luo turned his head, and through the special effect of the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry armor, his words reached the ears of every Tiger and Leopard Cavalry soldier: "The next target is the tribe outside Man City! Our goal is simple, rob the Barbarian Material, kill the barbarians!"
"Don't be seduced by the beauty of barbarian women, and don't be soft-hearted by killing the old, weak, women and children of the barbarians."
"There is no tribe on the border that is not stained with human blood!"
"Do you understand everything?"
"Understood!" In the armor, Chen Luo heard the soldiers' neat responses and nodded.
He took out a piece of animal skin from his arms, with the specific locations and sizes of some tribes marked on it.
This is the sphere of influence of Meng Heli.
In order to win over Dou Erdun and to show his strength, Meng Heli gave this power map to Chen Luo.
Isn't this a gift from Little Sheep to Tiger, along with a hot pot base?
"Let's go, the first target, Tentur's Ministry!"
Chen Luo closed his upper armor and galloped towards Tengtur's tribe. Yang Nanzhong followed closely behind. Then, two thousand tiger and leopard riders grasped the reins and roared with them.
For a moment, the silent land of Barbarian Plain began to tremble weakly...
…
Ministry of Tentur.
For the human race, because it contains the power of the barbarians, the barbarians are a treasure; conversely, for the barbarians, the same is true.
At this time, the Tentur tribe was holding an important ceremony. Their warriors had just won a victory on the battlefield and returned three large buckets of human blood.
It is all the blood of Confucian scholars, including Confucian scholars and masters.
Today they will sacrifice this blood to the great Mantian, praying to Mantian to give more strength to their young children, so that the Tentur tribe can give birth to more powerful warriors, so that the Tentur tribe can one day live in Enter the great and bright barbarian city.
"Dalabeng, Dalabeng, Dalabeng..." Labraka, the old patriarch of the Tentur Tribe, recited ancient sacrificial words while dipping his hands in blood. Strange symbols were painted on the backs of the barbarians.
He was meticulous and completed every line seriously. From the slightly heated blood, he seemed to be able to hear the roar of the human race.
Scream, roar, the more you dare not, the stronger the power given by the gods will be.
With his own hands, he painted symbols on the backs of forty-two barbarian children. Labraka stood on the altar and shouted: "Children, Barbarian Heaven will send down its power, but do you know how to repay Barbarian Heaven? "
"Kill the humans! Kill the humans! Kill the humans!" Forty-two barbarian children shouted in unison.
Labrak nodded with satisfaction, pointed to the blood altar containing human blood on the altar, and said: "These are the human blood brought to you by the warriors of our tribe. In the future, you will bring more Yes, better human blood. Do you know?"
"Clan leader, don't worry! I'm going to bring Shitan back!"
"I want to bring twenty altars!"
Listening to the shouts below, Labrak felt happy. He raised his head, looked at the moon, and chanted loudly
"Dalabenbabandebedibdobiluong..."
“Mia Morasuna Dany Shelly Red…”
“Kuntuktuktakatikotsuwasilasong…”
As Labraka chanted loudly over and over again, all the people in the tribe lowered their heads and chanted in a low voice along with Labraka. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew.
"Mantian has responded! Mantian has responded!" The mother of one of the barbarian children shouted in surprise, "It's the wind gift. Mantian has sent down the wind gift."
At this time, the blood symbols on the backs of the forty-two barbarian children slowly faded. It was not that they were absorbed by them, but as if there was an invisible existence depriving them of their power. As the blood color dimmed, the barbarian children's The body also became visibly stronger.
Labraka's eyes were filled with joy and he continued to pray loudly and devoutly. The wind ceremony was not enough, he wanted more, and continued to chant loudly:
"Asedi Asedong Asedong, please make a move."
"Brother, you can take Yi, you can take Yi, you can take Yi Gedong..."
At this time, the ground trembled slightly, and the blood altar above the altar also rippled in circles.
"The earth wave ceremony! The barbarian sky has sent the earth wave ceremony." An old barbarian laughed, "Our tribe is going to give birth to a barbarian prince! A barbarian prince is going to be born!"
Labraka looked confused. The Earth Shaking Ceremony is one of the gifts from the Barbarian Heaven. Legend has it that the earth shakes when the barbarian giants walk. This Earth Shaking Ceremony means that those who are baptized will not have any bottlenecks before being promoted to Barbarian Lords. .
However, can such a small amount of sacrifice be exchanged for such a big reward from Mantian?
Or……
Labulaka's expression suddenly changed!
…
A few miles away, lying on the ground were several corpses of barbarians shot to death by blood-breaking arrows. They were Tentur's peripheral guards. Chen Luo could almost see the flames of the Tengtur tribe. Yang Nanzhong was so righteous that he could see clearly the traces of the ceremony and the blood altar on the altar at a glance.
"Master Hou, this tribe is sacrificing the blood of my human race!"
Chen Luo climbed out of his equipped saber and spread the word to the whole army.
"Tengtur tribe, annihilate the clan!"
"Yes!" shouted loudly, and under the pale yellow light of the wild moon, two thousand tigers and leopards rushed towards Tentur's tribe.
"Heavy-armed charge! Tiger Cavalry!" Yang Nanzhong shouted! Then he pulled out his saber and struck his chest three times with the handle of the saber. Others did the same. For a moment, the sound of the blows was like the rain of thousands of arrows. After three strikes, the running tiger and leopard knights were instantly armored, and the horses were covered in fine armor, turning into a torrent of steel, and the horses' hooves stepped out like thunder!
…
"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!" Labraka shouted loudly, but it was already too late. When he looked in the direction of the sound like thunder, he saw an elite cavalry roaring towards them. Come.
Labrak looked horrified. He raised his hands and ran towards the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry: "My lords, my lords, I am Labrak, the leader of the Tentur tribe!"
"Our department is willing to donate all the property of our department, please..." Before he could finish his words, Chen Luo, who was leading the way, slashed down with his sword. The huge momentum of the Sky-Stepping Barbarian Horse allowed Chen Luo to cut open Labulaka almost effortlessly. The head of Labraka flew high, and almost at the same time, the tiger and leopard cavalry beside Chen Luo rushed towards the Tentur tribe like a flood!
"Leave no one behind!" Yang Nanzhong slashed with his sword, splitting a barbarian girl in front of the barbarian child in half, and slashed again, slitting the throat of the barbarian child behind him whose eyes were glowing with hatred!
The remaining barbarian soldiers in the Tentur tribe tried to resist, but were almost instantly devoured by tigers and leopards!
"Leave no one behind!"
"Leave no one behind!"
"Use the blood of our human ancestors as sacrifices, damn it!"
"Kill the barbarians first today, and then kill the barbarians tomorrow!"
For a time, the entire Tentur tribe burst into tears.
Chen Luo took up his bow and shot an arrow. The arrow was like a crescent moon, piercing the throat of a barbarian child who was trying to escape. The symbol written in blood on his body slowly turned into a wisp of blue and disappeared...
…
Half an hour later, there were no more barbarians in Tentur’s tribe!
Chen Luo stared blankly at the jar of blood, a little lost in thought.
Yang Nanzhong walked to Chen Luo and said, "Master Hou, all the bad guys have been packed up."
Chen Luo nodded and pointed to the blood altar: "Encapsulate it and place it properly. I will take it back to Dongcang to pay tribute!"
Yang Nanzhong stepped forward and was about to pick up the blood altar, when the blood in the blood altar suddenly began to boil as if boiling.
Chen Luo's face flashed, and he reached into the blood altar and suddenly pulled it back. The blood was hot at this time.
The hot blood kept rolling, turning into streaks of blood that scattered and landed on the cloak of the tiger and leopard rider.
In an instant, the dark green cloak was dyed red, extremely bright.
"How can I say that I am a compatriot without clothes!" Yang Nanzhong was shocked, "Master Marquis, they are unwilling to go back and are willing to continue fighting side by side with us!"
Chen Luo looked at the bloody cloak behind him and took a deep breath.
"The blood of the martyrs in the Splendid River and Mountains stains my robes and I will fight endlessly!"
Chen Luo got on his horse and said, "Let's go, we won't seal the sword tonight!"
"promise!"
…
Half an hour later, a group of masked barbarian cavalry rushed to Tentur's tribe, but in front of them, only the remains of severed limbs were left on the ground.
"What...what's going on?"
"It's really unlucky. It looks like we've run into a real bandit."
"Let's go to the next tribe!"
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