At this time, the army of the Northern Yan Kingdom was advancing towards Yong'an City unhurriedly. The commander of the 100,000 male army was not Shan Yu (the name given to his monarch and chieftain) of the Northern Yan Kingdom, but the most brave and combative Haja Marshal under his command.

This Haja Marshal was a murderous maniac, he once led several followers to attack a tribe in the Northern Yan Kingdom, not only killing all the people in the tribe, but also stripping everyone of their clothes, throwing them into several cauldrons to cook, and finally feeding them to a few vicious wolves he had tamed.

If this is still the case for the people of his own country, it can be imagined that he will do all kinds of evil deeds in Zhao State.

He was ordered to lead an army to attack Zhao State, and his most important purpose was to turn Zhao State into a human purgatory, first, to satisfy his thirst for killing, and secondly, to snatch the treasures here and transport them back to Beiyan State.

The territory of the Northern Yan Kingdom is already large enough, they don't need the land of the Zhao Kingdom, they just need to come over from time to time to plunder and "hunt" the lambs here to get great pleasure.

Conquering the alien race and trampling the alien under their feet is not only a glory in their eyes, but also a reflection of the value of life.

Yong'an City is getting closer and closer, and he seems to have imagined that he is standing on the throne of the emperor of the imperial palace, and then executing those so-called royal families one by one with his own hands, I am afraid that nothing excites him more than this.

It turned out that the military advisor of the third prince was riding a horse to his side at this moment.

"Marshal Haja, you are the bravest and most majestic hero I have ever seen, and it is the greatest honor of my life to be your advisor!"

Haja seemed very useful for the flattery of this old thing. He laughed, and then said arrogantly: "I, Hajia, am the number one warrior of the Northern Yan Kingdom, and killing the people of the Zhao Kingdom is as simple as crushing an ant. I'm afraid that you, a strategist, don't have much use? ”

Hearing this, the old thing hurriedly smiled and said: "Yes, Haja Marshal came to the hinterland of Zhao all the way unimpeded, and he will soon be able to enter the imperial city of Zhao State." Where can Zhao Guoren be your opponent, and the villain can be satisfied with following the handsome. As for the title of strategist, it's just for others, I'm really just one of your dogs! ”

When Haja Marshal heard this, he immediately couldn't help but laugh again. "You dog, Ben Shuai still likes it very much. Don't worry, as long as you are loyal to me, dog bones are indispensable to you. Haha......"

Just as the two of them were talking and laughing and riding forward, a fast horse suddenly ran to it. "Report ...... Tell you! The spies ahead reported that our army of savages had ...... It's all gone! ”

As soon as these words came out, Haja's eyes suddenly widened with anger. "What do you say? The Savage Corps was wiped out? This is impossible, how can the people of Zhao Guoren be the opponent of the Savage Legion? Are you mistaken? ”

Hearing this, the soldier who delivered the message swallowed dryly and spitted, "Big ...... Dashuai, this matter is absolutely true! And...... Moreover, I heard that His Royal Highness the Prince of Zhao State has led a large army back to Yong'an City, and it is they who killed all our savage legions. ”

"The prince of Zhao State? Is this person really that powerful? How many people did he bring? ”

"Probably tens of thousands! It's hard to say the exact number of people, but it's quite a lot anyway. ”

"Okay, I know, quickly send the order, let the army hurry up, I will raze Yong'an City to the ground tonight. I want to break the prince of Zhao into pieces! ”

"Yes, the subordinates will give the order!"

Watching the messenger ride away, the old man of the military advisor rolled his eyes, and then said: "Big handsome, I once had a relationship with that prince. This person's skills are average, but he is cunning and deceitful, and he is cunning, and according to the villain's opinion, it is best not to launch a strong attack tonight. Just set up camp ten miles away from Yong'an City, so as not to be ambushed. After figuring out the reality of the other party, it is not too late to send troops to attack. I don't know what you think, Dashuai? ”

When the marshal Haja heard this, he immediately said angrily: "Shut up! Let Ben Shuai set up camp? How can you relieve the hatred in my heart? Even if there is an ambush in Yong'an City, can it still stop my ten male soldiers? You old thing, don't want to grow up others and destroy your own prestige. If you dare to disturb my army's heart again, don't blame me for tearing you apart! ”

When the old man of the military division saw that Haja oil and rice did not enter, he hurriedly shut up obediently, and did not dare to say another word. But in his heart, he greeted all the eighteen generations of this Haja's ancestors.

The night was getting heavier and heavier, and the army of the Northern Yan Kingdom was still advancing towards Yong'an City. Because of the large number of people, the area of the team is not only huge, but also very long.

The soldiers had already lit their torches and gathered together like a giant dragon.

Instead of continuing his horseback, Marshal Haja entered the huge carriage in the center of the army. This carriage is the size of a room, not only is it stable and comfortable, but it also has a few good-looking Zhao women locked up in it.

These were women taken captive from the previous cities, and to brutes like Haja they were mere playthings. First, it can satisfy his physical needs, and second, it can satisfy his pleasure of killing.

No sooner had he stepped into the carriage than a shrill scream and a pitiful cry rang out from the carriage with his back feet.

Instead of sympathy, the soldiers who heard the screams clapped their hands and laughed disgustingly.

Things are gathered by like, and people are grouped. If there is a commander of this beast, there will naturally be this group of brute soldiers. These people, they all deserve to die, they all deserve to go to hell!

At this moment, a light breeze suddenly blew open the curtain on the window of the carriage, and by the light of the oil lamp in the carriage, it was discovered that the women in the carriage were all half-grown girls. Their clothes had been torn to strips, their hands and feet were tied, and they were huddled in the corners of the carriage as they leaned close to each other.

They had whiplashes, scratches, and in short, scars. Their hair was scattered, and their eyes were full of fear and despair. At this time, how desperate they are for someone to rescue them? However, this is not possible. The army of brutes was so powerful that they could get all the way to their knees, and no one could stop them.

Is there really only death waiting for these girls? They were still so young, and they were still children who had not grown up.

The commander had already taken off his armor and was wearing only a pair of pants. His muscour muscles were covered in scars, and the scars were as scary as a tiger's head.

In his hand he held the leather whip he usually used to train the wolves. But now, he decided to use it on these poor girls. He wanted to vent his anger because his army of savages had been killed by the prince of Zhao. So these girls from Zhao naturally became the object of his venting.

But for some reason, the night breeze blew into the carriage, and he seemed to smell a seductive fragrance......