"Eat slowly, you'll have enough tonight..." Looking at the foreigner in front of him wolfing down the lamb leg, as if he wanted to stuff even the bones into his stomach, Yan Liqiang smiled and kindly reminded him.
"Hmm... so... so delicious... so delicious..." Klein gnawed on the lamb leg while grabbing a handful of fruit and stuffing it all into his mouth. The juice from the lamb leg and fruit mixed together and flowed from the corners of his mouth to his chin. An ordinary person would probably get a stomachache even if they didn't die from eating like this. But Klein in front of him was completely attracted by the food on the table and couldn't care about anything else.
It was already night, and the place was still Xingxing Lake, but at this time Xingxing Lake was no longer the world of the seven Shatu tribes. Except for the women and children who were sent away during the day, there was no Shatu person left in Xingxing Lake alive. They were either lying on the ground or had been buried in the soil - those buried in the soil were waiting to rot, and those lying on the ground were about to be buried in the soil.
The army led by Yan Liqiang was immersed in great joy at this time. The whole camp was in jubilation. There were bonfires everywhere and the soldiers' laughter was everywhere. Some were drinking and singing. This was an unprecedented victory and one of the rare overwhelming victories of the Han Empire over foreign races in recent decades. If the imperial court was still there, Yan Liqiang and the soldiers he brought with him would receive huge rewards and become famous throughout the world for this achievement.
Even Zhao Dachuan, Gong Tieshan and others who came with Yan Liqiang, had not expected that the battle to wipe out the Seven Shatu Tribes would be so smooth before they came out of seclusion. It was so smooth that they could not even imagine it. Seriously speaking, they only fought two not-so-tough battles, and the entire Seven Shatu Tribes had disappeared, and the huge credit had already been won.
Drinking is not allowed in the army on normal days, but today is an exception. In order to celebrate this great victory, Yan Liqiang allowed all other things except asking the soldiers on duty tonight to drink less.
It was not just the case within the army, but outside the military camp, there was also jubilation at this moment. The knights and militiamen who had come here with the army were also partying tonight. The army ate meat and they drank soup, and the last soup of the seven Shatu tribes was so jubilant that it was impossible not to be happy.
The night wind still carried the bloody smell left by the battle, but everyone no longer cared. At this moment, in the entire camp, everyone from top to bottom only had the flickering fire, the aroma of barbecue and the scent of fine wine in their eyes...
The foreigner who was rescued from the Fire Temple was named Klein. After letting him take a bath and shave, and giving him a set of clean clothes, Yan Liqiang also let Klein join in the celebration tonight.
At this moment, Klein's hair was casually tied into a ponytail with a rope, his beard was shaved, and he was wearing an ordinary Ganzhou Army sergeant's uniform. He looked much better than when he was rescued from the cell. Probably because he had not seen the sun for a long time in the cell, Klein's skin had a morbid paleness, and he was extremely thin, like a starving horse. His sunken eye sockets looked like a skull from a distance. The hand that was holding the leg of lamb was like a layer of skin covering a bone, and there was not much meat visible. But you have to admit, this guy really looks more and more like Dashan.
He sat in the core circle where Yan Liqiang was. The officers around him looked at him curiously from time to time, as if they were looking at a strange thing. For these officers of the Han Empire, they had seen many foreign races, but many of them had never seen someone like Klein for the first time. Klein said that he came from the distant Kingdom of Apulia. None of the officers in the northwest had heard of this name, not even Yan Liqiang.
Yan Liqiang sat in the main seat, looking at the jubilant camp in front of him, cutting the mutton in front of him with a knife, and eating slowly. In this jubilant moment, Yan Liqiang might be the only one who could still remain calm.
Yan Liqiang was certainly happy about this great victory, but he was not surprised, because, in Yan Liqiang's view, all this was inevitable. His contest with the Seven Shatu Tribes started a long time ago, not just this time. The destruction of the Seven Shatu Tribes was the inevitable result of a series of events in recent years. The direct fuse for the destruction of the Seven Shatu Tribes - the separatist rebellion of the Wumu Tribe and the Wuli Tribe - was directed by Yan Liqiang. The rebellion of the Wumu Tribe not only greatly weakened the power of the Seven Shatu Tribes, but also brought in the Black Jie people. The Black Jie people brought in by the Wumu Tribe once again hit the Seven Shatu Tribes hard, breaking the backbone of the Seven Shatu Tribes and completely damaging them. , Yan Liqiang led his troops out of the border this time, he only ran the last leg of this long-distance race and nailed the coffin lid of the Shatu Seven Tribes. Before nailing the coffin lid, the demise of the Ye family in the northwest that colluded with the Shatu Seven Tribes, the downfall of Prime Minister Lin Qingtian who became the strongest foreign aid of the Shatu Seven Tribes in the Han Empire, the demise of the Black Wind Bandits, the notoriety of the Shatu Seven Tribes in the northwest, the Killing Hu Order, these major events that step by step compressed and subverted the living space and living environment of the Shatu Seven Tribes were almost all related to Yan Liqiang, and even led by Yan Liqiang himself. The archers who destroyed the main force of the Shatu Seven Tribes were created by Yan Liqiang. So at this time, Yan Liqiang was not surprised at the demise of the Shatu Seven Tribes.
At this moment, Yan Liqiang was actually thinking about the Black Jie people. After his decisive victory, what would be the Black Jie people's reaction next? This was what he should pay most attention to.
The Black Jie prince might have wanted to make both himself and the seven Shatu tribes lose, so that he could reap the benefits. However, after his decisive victory this time, the Black Jie people's wishful thinking might not work. The Black Jie prince probably never thought that the entire seven Shatu tribes were annihilated in front of his army before they could even hold out for three days. His next target would be the Black Jie people...
"Come, I propose that we raise a glass to the Governor. If it weren't for the Governor's planning and attacking the enemy at the critical moment, we would probably still be going around in circles with the seven Shatu tribes on the grassland. This time, we have wiped out the seven Shatu tribes, and the Governor has led us to achieve such a great feat, which is enough to be passed down to future generations. We have all benefited from it!" Wang Naiwu stood up, raised the wine glass in his hand, and said loudly.
After hearing what Wang Naiwu said, all the officers sitting on both sides of the bonfire stood up with their glasses in hand, "Cheers to the Governor..."
Yan Liqiang also picked up his wine glass and stood up, saying loudly, "The destruction of the seven Shatu tribes is not the work of me alone. The key is to rely on everyone's concerted efforts. After the Xingxing Lake incident is over, the next step is to deal with the Black Jie people. This time, we must make sure that the Black Jie people dare not invade the border of our Han Dynasty for 50 years. Come on, let's do it..."
All the officers and generals drank up the wine in their glasses with a loud bang, and then sat down.
"I heard that the prince of the Black Jie people is the most cunning. Our great victory this time must have scared the prince of the Black Jie people. The archers led by the governor are unparalleled in power. I'm afraid that after hearing the news, the Black Jie people will not dare to confront us head-on..." Shi Changfeng said with a slight frown.
"Are you afraid that they will escape?" Yan Liqiang asked Shi Changfeng.
"Does your Excellency think this is impossible?"
Yan Liqiang took the silver wine cup left by the seven tribes of Shatu and smiled, "Where do you think they can escape to? Since their army can cross the Qiyun Mountain to attack us, who stipulates that we can't cross the Qiyun Mountain to attack them? If we cross the Qiyun Mountain, we will be in the territory of the Black Jie people. Can those Black Jie people abandon their own territory and run away?"
Shi Changfeng was shocked and frightened by Yan Liqiang's idea, because in the past few hundred years, the Han Empire seemed to have no history of actively attacking the Black Jie people's territory. Yan Liqiang's words obviously showed that he had already made such preparations, otherwise, Yan Liqiang would not have said that the Black Jie people would not dare to invade the Han border for fifty years.
(End of this chapter)