"Your sheep must be confiscated, this is the rule, and I don't want to break it. However, you are Han Chinese and you can not die. The Huns could kill as they pleased, but the Han people couldn't. That's the rule, and I don't want to break it. Take your family with us, the Huns will come back, and I'm afraid you'll die an ugly death. ”

Yun Xiao told Li Laohan a long list of rules, and there were only two to sum up. The buddy wants money and doesn't want to die, and the acquaintance hands over the money and follows the buddy.

A good man doesn't suffer immediate losses, and Li Laohan is obviously a good man.

Tie Wei cut the rope on Li Laohan's body with a saber, and Li Laohan reluctantly dragged out his family. A son who is about ten years old and a little girl who is eight or nine years old. Li Laohan's daughter-in-law is very symbolic, and the little girl obviously looks like her mother. A small age is a pair of beauty blanks, and it seems that it is still necessary to take a beautiful daughter-in-law for the sake of future generations.

I don't know what level of beauty Li Laohan's eldest daughter is, and I don't want to be able to fascinate the Xiongnu nobles to this kind of Cheng dù, and it is estimated that she is not good at stubble.

Ulaanbaatar was sacked for three days, and although there were no walls, there were many felt bags. It is still a bit troublesome to search one by one, not to mention that there are tens of thousands of Huns to be screened. The young and beautiful girls were singled out, and the rest were to be killed one by one.

Killing people is actually very tiring and boring. Presumably because the law prohibits killing. That's why the amateur activity of killing people is exciting and scary. But I killed too much, and I got used to killing. In addition to being tired, I'm afraid that there is disgusting left, and those who can kill people and create creativity are obviously psychopaths.

There is such a psychopath in the rangers, who combine murder with performance art to a high degree. Then the original art of killing is derived. The characteristic of these bastards is that they are not afraid of trouble, as long as they are cruel.

Yun Xiao was tired of these people, but there were also the same bastards among the Huns. Based on the principle of reciprocity, these psychopathic rangers may still be talented. Since they are talents, don't discourage them from studying the art of killing people assiduously, and let the Huns know that the Han people do not lack creative power in killing people.

The grasslands of Ulaanbaatar staged three days of killing, and it was not easy for Yun Xiao to screen 50,000 or 60,000 people. Rob what should be robbed, and kill what should be killed. There were many cattle and sheep like clouds in the sky, and thousands of beautiful Hun girls were carried in the carriage.

Reprimanded a couple of guys who hung their heads around their horses' necks, and these guys were because of that.

The head is hung in front of the horse, and the beautiful woman is carried behind the horse.

It is understandable that beautiful women are yearning for beautiful things. But it's okay to hang on to people's heads. The guys bared their teeth when they were killed. Even Diao Xi Shi is afraid that he can't see where to go. A human head is several pounds, and dozens of pounds of things are hanging, aren't you tired?

The long convoy carried the beauties and the property of the Huns to the Han realm.

"Gently I went. With a wave of his hand, he left a corpse behind. Take away countless goods. ”

Yun Xiao rode on Xiao Jin's back. Softly bid farewell to the grassland. Such a journey is not pleasant, but it is definitely worth it. At least those wagons were loaded with real money.

In the distance, the wolf dwelling Xu Mountain is endless, and the pale cyan shadow is tall and majestic. It was the deep mountains of the Huns. But these days it has watched its people be slaughtered without raising the slightest objection. At least Yun Xiao didn't hear it, they all said that gods and ghosts are afraid of wicked people, and it seems that the great and omnipotent Kunlun God is no exception.

There's nothing more fun, thousands of wagons are full. In places where the road conditions are bad, the carriage with a lot of load is particularly laborious.

The Han army was carrying tens of thousands of Han slaves who had been taken away, but fortunately there were these people. Whenever the road conditions are bad, they will help to fill the road. Push out the wagons that are stuck in the pits, and without them, the feathers who are driving the carts will be tired and half dead.

Millions of sheep are definitely more terrible than locusts. Like bulldozers, they bulldoze the pastures one by one, revealing the turquoise grassland to its original color.

The flock of white flowers stretched for more than ten miles, which was the largest flock Yun Xiao had ever seen. The sheep passed almost to the point of no grass, and the sheep in front of them ate grass leaves. The sheep in the back can only eat the grass stalks, and the ones in the back can only eat the grass roots. Inadvertently, Yunxiao has done his part for grassland desertification.

Sheep bulldozers run over large areas of pasture from north to south. When he arrived at Shuofang, he was so scared that he almost peed his pants.

The crowded crowd was preparing to enter the city below, and more than 100,000 people piled up under the city looked very much like a siege.

Until Gongsun He carried Yun Xiao's seal letter and was followed to the city wall by a rope ladder. The guard's fragile little heart was then put in place.

It's so shocking, there has never been a general of the Han family who can rob it so much. The defenders on the border were tired and tired to catch less than a hundred Huns, and there were dozens of them. This daring Hou Ye is good, and he directly killed the Huns' lair. came to a pot and served a spoonful of stew, and countless cattle, horses and sheep were snatched back.

The guard was impressed by Yun Xiao's profound robbery skills, and his admiration for Yun Xiao was like a surging river......

It was as hot as it was in August, and Yun Xiao sat in a wide carriage. There was an ice basin in the carriage, which was filled with ice. With wine at hand, the weather outside can heat people to death. The carriage is cool and pleasant, which can be regarded as two seasons.

Shuo Fang Shou sat down honestly on his knees, and admired in his heart that this Hou Ye who could grab it would really enjoy it.

"For these victims, Benhou will give each of them twenty sheep. If you receive the sheep, you can pass the test, and as for the future life, it is not in the consideration of this Hou. Your men are all masters of goose plucking, you and I know that.

These people suffered in the Xiongnu, and this kind of bereavement was a life-saving thing for them. Let your soldiers be masterful, and I will leave 10,000 sheep for you to sacrifice their teeth. ”

"What does Master Hou say, even if these boys don't have clean hands and feet on weekdays. This time, the last general also guaranteed that they would never be, and the reason why these people were plundered was due to the lack of combat strength of our border army.

Now Hou Ye has taken them back and sent them a bereavement pension. Even if the brothers have a black heart, they will not be able to loot the life-saving belongings of these victims. This humble duty can be guaranteed, and no one will touch the things of the victims. As for Lord Hou's reward......"

"If you say what you say, it will not be easy for you to guard the border gates. These sheep will give you tooth sacrifices, train your soldiers, don't let the Huns run rampant again. ”

Yun Xiao spoke quite arrogantly, and his salary was three thousand stones. This little Shuofang guard is a thousand stones, and the difference in level is too great. This guard can only be a voice worm.

But this guy really did what he said, and the overwhelming flock of sheep was driven to the gate. According to the head, each man received twenty sheep. Then you can enter the customs, as for whether to go back to your hometown or somewhere else. Then it is not under Yun Xiao's jurisdiction, anyway, Yun Xiao's subordinates will sue them for killing. There is a good place called Jimo, there are mountains, rivers and seas. When you go there, you have a job to do, and you don't have to worry about eating.

After more than ten days of busy work, the victims of the disaster finally entered the customs one after another. Yun Xiao looked at the cloud-like sheep and was worried, even if these sheep ate their own wool, they couldn't finish eating. He regretted a little why he had only given twenty to the victims.

There are more than 200,000 sheep left, and even if they eat grass for a day, they will eat their old noses.

For the first time, Yun Xiao felt that it was a mistake to grab so many sheep, and the cattle could plow the land. The horse can pull the cart, and the sheep seems to have only one way to eat mutton and chop sheepskin. The rangers have reached the point of eating sheep and eating only leg of lamb.

The people of Shuofang are blessed, and a sheep market is opened directly outside the city. The sheep on the grassland actually sold cabbage at the price, and for a time it was crowded outside the city again.

The swaying carriage came to an abrupt halt, and such an emergency braking made Yun Xiao very unhappy. But when he lifted the curtain, he found that the road ahead was full of people.

The scene of tens of thousands of people kneeling on the ground was quite shocking, and it turned out that these victims had not left. They are waiting here, just to see the Hou Ye who rescued them from the fire pit.

Yun Xiao suddenly had the feeling of a great man, and he stood on the wheel. Learning from Taizu's appearance, he kept waving his hand, and Canghu shouted. The kneeling crowd naturally parted, and the roaring carriage drove down the road as if it were a parade. Facing the victims kneeling on the ground left and right, Yun Xiao wanted to say, "Comrades have worked hard. (To be continued......)