"What? The seven Shatu tribes are finished, all wiped out by the Han people?" Prince Taimiba was stunned at first, then furious, his eyes full of murderous intent, staring at the person who reported the news to him, "Are those seven Shatu tribes pigs? Even if they are pigs, if we throw them all on the grassland and let the Han people kill them, they will not be killed in two days. Tell me, the Han army is only 30,000, how can they wipe out all the seven Shatu tribes in a few days? Huh? You dare to lie about military intelligence, do you think your life is too long..."
When he said this, Taimiba was in an ordinary small tent in the Black Jie camp, far away from the main tent of the camp, surrounded by a stable with a lot of hay piled nearby. Living in the tent, one could even smell the smell of horse manure. Prince Taimiba was wearing a somewhat tattered gown and an exquisite human skin mask on his face, looking like a groom. Except for several main generals in the army and his close confidants, almost no one else in the entire Black Jie camp knew that the dignified Prince Taimiba had now turned into a groom in the camp's personal guard.
After hearing that the Han people had issued an order to kill the Hu people, and especially knowing how much pasture he could get in exchange for his head from the Han people, the cunning Prince Temiba no longer stayed in the main tent, but changed his appearance and became a groom in his personal barracks. He left one of his substitutes in the main tent, while he hid behind it and commanded the entire camp remotely. At the beginning, several trusted generals around him thought that Temiba was a little too cautious. This was a military camp with more than 100,000 troops. Why be so cautious? However, it didn't take long for those who thought Prince Temiba was too cautious to finally realize how wise Temiba was.
Just a few days ago, a terrifying Han warrior rushed into the Black Jie camp in broad daylight and chopped off the head of Prince Temiba's substitute. In that battle, half of Prince Temiba's personal guards were killed, and hundreds of other soldiers were killed. In addition to Prince Temiba's substitute, the war priest Kadar was also crushed to pieces by a palm. The entire Black Jie camp of more than 100,000 troops was nothing in front of that Han warrior.
It was not until after this incident that the Black Jie people found out through various connections that the strong Han Chinese who came to the Black Jie camp that day to take Prince Taimiba's head was Hua Wuji, the elder of the Lingshan Sect, one of the four major sects of the Han Empire.
The time Hua Wuji came, the entire Black Jie army was scared out of their wits. Only then did they realize that although the Han Empire was over, its masters and strong men were still there, and its strong war potential was still there. Those people might not have intervened in the border wars before, but the reward for the Killing Hu Order was too tempting, and even these top sect masters could not help but take action.
To be honest, ever since his stand-in lost his head, Prince Taimiba had been afraid and wanted to withdraw his troops, but he was hesitant. The current situation in the Gulang Grassland was something he had conquered with great difficulty. For the Black Jie and the Snake God Tribe, this was a rare opportunity in a century. They were scared away by a Han Chinese order to kill the Hu people, and were unwilling to hand over the Gulang Grassland to others. Therefore, after hesitating for a few days, Taimiba decided to stay. On the one hand, he would withdraw the Black Jie troops and not give the Han people an opportunity. On the other hand, he hoped that the chaotic and turbulent situation in the Han country would spread to the northwest. By then, the order to kill the Hu people would be a joke and the threat would naturally be lifted.
Knowing that the Qiyun Protectorate had sent troops to the seven Shatu tribes, Taimiba was overjoyed. He thought that with the current strength of the seven Shatu tribes, even if they could not completely annihilate the army sent by the Qiyun Protectorate, they could hold out for half a year or a year and exhaust the army sent by the Qiyun Protectorate. Whether both sides suffered losses or one side was destroyed in the end, it was good news for him. He would then take action and naturally achieve twice the result with half the effort.
What Taimiba did not expect was that less than half a month after the Qiyun Protectorate sent troops to attack the seven Shatu tribes, someone came to tell him that the seven Shatu tribes had been destroyed, but the army of the Qiyun Protectorate did not seem to have suffered much damage, and was still in good shape and high morale, and seemed to be marching towards his camp. How could he accept this and how could he believe it
If it weren't for the fact that the person who reported this was his confidant, the furious Taimiba would have chopped the man in front of him into pieces and eaten him as a human fruit.
"This... This is the news from the spies we sent out. The news from three waves of spies is the same. There are also several waves of spies that never came back..." The Black Jie general who reported the news had sweat on his forehead and did not dare to raise his head. He spoke in a staccato voice, "According to the news from our spies, the Han army led by Qiyun Governor Yan Liqiang seems to be different from other Han armies we know. In this Han army, almost half of the people are archers..."
"Pa..." Taimiba slapped the speaking Black Jie general in the face, and approached the general who reported, staring at his eyes with murderous eyes, and his breath sprayed on his face, "Among our large army, there are less than 4,000 archers. Half of the archers of the entire Snake God Tribe are now in our camp. There are more than 15,000 archers in their 30,000 troops. Where did those Han people get so many war bows? Don't tell me that those Han people wiped out the seven tribes of Shatu with bamboo bows. Did they mobilize all the archers in the northwest?"
"Your Highness, please calm down... This... I... I don't know..."
"You useless guy, you didn't even know you were sending people to find out. Do you need me to teach you this kind of thing?" Temiba pushed the man in front of him to the ground, his nostrils spitting fire, and he roared in a low voice, "Get out of here, send all the spies out, find out the truth, and then come back to report to me..."
“Yes, yes, yes…” the Black Jie general nodded and retreated towards the door of the tent. Just when he opened the tent and wanted to leave, a glimmer of light flashed, and a sharp sword blade pierced through the chest of the Black Jie general, freezing the Black Jie general's figure at the door of the tent.
Seeing this scene, Prince Temiba roared without thinking, and with great energy, he pulled out a dagger from somewhere. While throwing the dagger forward, his whole body suddenly retreated, breaking through the tent and retreating rapidly...
What Prince Temiba did not notice was that when he retreated quickly, the shadow under his feet seemed to retreat faster than him in a flash, and was immediately behind him.
Before Prince Temiba could roar out, he felt a chill on his neck and his whole body seemed to become lighter all of a sudden.
In the last second of his life, he saw a familiar headless corpse fall down, and heard a strange and cold voice ringing in his ears. The voice laughed softly, "Hua Wuji didn't get your head, but we in the Netherworld took it. It took us a lot of effort to lock you down..."
Netherworld? A vague thought flashed through Prince Temiba's mind. He had heard of this name. It seemed to be a mysterious top assassin organization in the Han Empire...
It was pitch black outside the tent. It was night time. The killing that just happened here was over in less than a second. There was no shouting, no sound of weapons clashing, only a small noise when the tent was broken, but no one noticed.
Two men in black with black scarves stood here. One of them was holding Prince Temiba's head in his hand, while the other man in black stood at the door of the tent. With a glimmer of light, he chopped off the head of the Black Jie general who had just reported to Prince Temiba and held it in his hand. "Hey, don't waste it. This is two thousand acres of grassland. If I exchange it for silver, it will be enough for me to spend for a while..."
"Mission accomplished, let's go..." said the man in black holding Temiba's head, and his figure instantly turned into a shadow, and he disappeared from the spot neatly. The other man in black smiled lightly, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
It was almost a quarter of an hour later that a patrolling Black Jie passed by the stable and discovered something unusual there. Fierce shouting began to resound throughout the camp.
In the middle of the night, when the Black Jie camp was in a panic and at a loss, a fire broke out from the place where the Black Jie camp stored food and grass. More than a dozen skilled and daring knights took advantage of the chaos to sneak into the camp and set it on fire, and then took away dozens of Black Jie heads...
From the moment the fire started, there were dozens of waves of rangers and militias harassing the Black Jie camp that night. The entire Black Jie camp was filled with shouts and neighs from the horses all night long. The next morning, the entire Black Jie camp was in chaos again. More than 3,000 Black Jie warriors started vomiting and diarrhea right after breakfast, then felt cold and convulsed. A quarter of an hour later, they began bleeding from all seven orifices, and then their bodies stiffened and died. It was obvious that they had been poisoned by an unknown poison...
(End of this chapter)