On March 12, the traditional festival of the Qiang people.

The Poqiang tribe was the most affected by the cold because they spent the winter under the snow-capped mountains this winter. As a result, the Broken Qiang tribe paid more attention to this year's sacrifice.

It was not the first time that the Great Leader of Hiki had presided over such a grand festival, but it should be said that it was the first time that he had supported this festival with an indescribable mood.

This year's situation is much more complicated than in previous years. On the one hand, because of the cold disaster, many cattle, sheep and livestock in the tribe were frozen to death, making it difficult for the tribe to spend a year safely. On the other hand, he was decisive and wise, and immediately issued an order to rob other Qiang tribes that were not too seriously affected, which actually made the harvest of the Qiang tribe extremely rich, and the tents of the nobles of the entire Qiang tribe were full of looted goods and thousands of captured slaves. Even, even the captives of the Han Dynasty were quite a few.

Thinking of the Han Dynasty, Rimuda's mood began to be irritable again. Originally, his raids in Beidi County, Anding County, and Xinping County were smooth, but after looting Fufeng County, he somehow got the news from the Xiliang Ma family, and actually sent elite horsemen to pursue the five thousand warriors of the tribe and kill them!

This naturally made Hiki furious, and vowed to punish the nosy Ma Teng! And when he received a mysterious letter, he was even more determined to take revenge on Ma Teng, but he never thought that to this day, the 8,000 warriors he sent still did not send any news......

Maybe they got too much money this time and delayed their return? After all, according to what was written in the letter, the current Fufeng County was like a skinned lamb, waiting for the wolf to devour it at will.

Speaking of the white and tender lambs, Rimu's eyes fell on the women with chains on their feet: "The skin of the women of the Han Dynasty is like a skinned lamb, and it is indeed much more beautiful than the women on the grassland. ”

Thinking of this, Hiki couldn't help but feel a little hot on his body: among the thousands of slaves snatched back this time, women accounted for the vast majority, and most of them were distributed to the warriors in the tribe, presumably there will be a lot of cubs in the tribe next year.

Rimu thought happily that after today's sacrifice to the heavens, he would return to the tent and those Han Dynasty women well, and strive to sprinkle seeds and make his vein prosperous. As soon as he thought of this, Hikida suddenly felt full of energy: as long as there are people, the tribe can continue to prosper. As long as the population of the tribe grows larger, it will be easier to loot and conquer other tribes, and it may not be long before the Qiang tribe will become the most powerful tribe, and even, let those people in the Han Dynasty become slaves, cultivate grain, graze cattle and sheep, and weave clothes for the tribe......

The festival was held as scheduled, and the interest of Nikki was also very high, and all the nobles and herdsmen of the tribe lit a bonfire and began to sing and dance after the sacrifice was recited. Before they knew it, night had fallen, but perhaps they were immersed in the harvest of this plunder, and the nobles and herdsmen saw that the whole sheep had been stripped of their fur and were roasting on the fire, and they could not help but take out the mare's milk wine that they had prepared a long time ago, and indulge in wine and meat, who would care that the night would disturb their interest?

In the darkness of the tribal camp, groups of slaves chained in chains looked at the dark sky with blank eyes, and this happy festival had no meaning to them. Even, this festival will soon become their Good Friday.

However, no one knew that about ten miles away from the camp of the Broken Qiang tribe, an army was standing quietly, without a sound, without a single commotion, ten thousand soldiers and horses like ghosts blending into the night, and even those war horses that were wrapped in their hooves and stuffed with wooden branches in their mouths seemed to be shocked by this silence, and did not make any restlessness. At the front of this military horse, a silver-white brocade robe that ignited the entire night stood prominently. Ma Chao was quietly staring at the bright fire not far away.

In the dark night, the firelight was like a target, quietly indicating the target of Ma Chao's attack this time.

"Young master, the thieves are happy, and when they fall asleep, it should be the time for us to attack." Jia Xu also looked at the fire in the distance, and a faint ghost fire flashed in his eyes, and Ma Chao whispered.

Ma Chao nodded, but he felt that the blood on his body was already boiling, and he couldn't even hold it back: since he had actually participated in a few killings, Ma Chao found that he had become somewhat addicted to this kind of game.

Yes, the crossing man who inherited the ruthless and cruel Xiliang Jinxiu martial arts and ambition in history, and now Ma Chao, indifferently, has already regarded conquest and killing as a game, a game that can make him feel indescribably comfortable!

What's more, this time it's still a sneak attack, and it's a revenge! After meeting all the deformed elements before the battlefield charge, Ma Chao's body was even slightly throbbing!

These stupid and damn Qiang people didn't even put a single outpost on the periphery. Hehe, they must never have dreamed that those Han troops, who they regarded as pigs and dogs, would actually attack them again after two hundred years, dozens of miles to the death, right?!

At midnight, the heavy black became thicker and thicker, so that the Han army lying quietly on the grassland was covered with a layer of night. And finally at this moment, the boiling camp in the distance gradually began to quiet.

Ma Chaohuo stood up: "Ugly brother, lead the torture cavalry battalion to set off!" Don't fight, just set fire to it and create chaos. ”

"Ling Ming, led three thousand Xiling iron cavalry to make a detour from the right side, and immediately attacked after seeing the chaos in the camp. What I want is for you to sweep everything and destroy all the resistance that stands in your way! ”

"The remaining three thousand Xiliang Iron Horsemen, rush in from the left with me, and follow behind the Xiliang Zhijin, it is your glory!"

In the end, Ma Chao saw Jia Xu beside him, and immediately arranged for those Qiang warriors who came together to protect Jia Xu's safety.

Jia Xu is a strategist, although he has a gangster, but he does not dare to compliment him with force. And the value of this guy is extremely great, Ma Chao doesn't want to get the more exciting news that Jia Xu was lost and shot to death with a stimulating sneak attack......

After the arrangement, Ma Chao licked his lips, which were already a little clammy, showed his snow-white teeth and smiled, pointed the big gun at the sky, and then slammed it down and stabbed it straight ahead, and shouted in a deep voice: "For Xiliang, go!" ”

In an instant, like a sculpture that was ignited with a soul, 10,000 Xiliang Iron Riders were like the resurrection of evil ghosts in the night, and they jumped up from the ground one after another, rushing towards the target.

This battle, indeed, is for Xiliang!