The weather on the grassland is warm, and the turquoise grass completely hides the yellow-brown soil under the body, and at first glance it is full of verdant, like a green blanket.

On the north bank of the Erlam River, the grassy fields stretch as far as the eye can see, and in the northwest of this grassland, the hills are undulating, like a few green bumps popping up on the flat grassland, blocking people's view.

Behind a large hill, several tents stood there, and well-equipped war horses were leisurely munching on the grass among the hills, and from time to time there was a slight neighing sound.

The early morning sun shines on the tent, reflecting a little bit of gold, indicating that the cold night has passed and another day in the grassland has begun.

Alek got out of his tent, looked up at the sky, stretched his strong body hard, and breathed the cold morning air to his heart's content.

Alek looked around at a few silent tents around, and muttered a few words dissatisfied, these guys are too lazy, and they have to cook milk tea by themselves, at this time, he misses a few beautiful female slaves in his tent, in addition to letting himself sleep sweetly, he can also let himself drink fragrant ** and eat tender roast mutton when he wakes up.

In the dissatisfied muttering, he spun around twice, waved his fists and feet, soothed his muscles and bones, and deliberately made a loud noise, hoping to wake up the other guys, although he was also a noble sweat horde guard, but his status among the sweat horde guards was not high. After so many years, I haven't made a ten-person leader.

Back then, he was known as a warrior in his tribe. When he arrived at the tent of the Khan, it was not so conspicuous, you know, in the tent of the Great Khan, all the most powerful warriors of the steppe were gathered, remembering how arrogant it was for him to want to earn the title of Bald for himself when he first entered the tent.

In the blink of an eye, he thought again. This time, it seems that the Great Khan is really angry, the Khan Horde Guards have not left the Great Khan's side for many years, but this time, the Khan Horde Guards were sent as rangers to investigate the whereabouts of those Tatar barbarians, one can imagine how angry the Great Khan was at the betrayal of these Tatar barbarians.

But these days pass. The venerable Khail guards already knew that the enemy in the south did not seem to be easy to deal with, and there were already a few Khaki guards who paid the price of blood for the light enemy, and their heads may have become the trophies of those Tatar barbarians, who were all famous warriors in the Nabarian tribe.

Thinking of this, Allegor was very happy. Although he had come early, he had not been one of the hapless fellows, the aliens who rode tall horses, were unusually tall, and had a very different appearance from the steppe people. It's not easy to deal with, and there are a lot of them......

Thinking haphazardly. After a dozen laps back and forth, there was still no movement in several tents, and Alekor cursed, these lazy fellows always asked Alqor to prepare food for them, and they would be punished for doing so.

But thinking of Chatu's terrifying black face, he could only move away from the tent and climb to the top of the hill to find something to start a fire, and by the way, to see the movement outside.

However, when he climbed to the top of the hill and looked into the distance casually, the whole person seemed to freeze instantly.

Because, in his sight, a black line composed of human figures was moving here, and he wiped his eyes in disbelief, yes, the Erlam River, like a long snake, had been thrown behind this black line......

The Tatar barbarians are coming...... He turned around and ran down the hill......

The familiar sound of the bowstring rattling reached his ears, almost instinctively, and he immediately bent down, but the place above his shoulder was still cold, and then the pain came up like a tidal wave.

It was as if he had been hit by something, and he fell from the top of the hill, and rolled down screaming, and the shaft of the arrow stuck in his shoulder broke at once, and the arrow was buried deep in his body, and he could not bear it any longer, and let out a loud cry, and rolled with him all the way to the bottom of the hill.

The sweat tent guards in the tent were finally awakened, they rushed out of the tent quickly, saw the tragic scene of Aleko, did not immediately come forward to rescue him, but in the exclamation, they found their horses one after another, turned over and got on the horse.

Although the Khan Horde Guards had an incomparable reputation for bravery among the Nabarian tribe, no one had offended them for many years, nor had they participated in any fighting battles......

However, their reaction was extremely fast, and a moment after the sound of the hooves of the horses around them, they had already mounted their horses and gathered together in the shouts of the leaders.

Some figures had already appeared in the hills at this time, and to the horror of these sweat tent guards, these guys had touched so close, and they didn't even notice it.

Are these guys ghosts? Many people have the idea that they are all carefully selected warriors of the Nabarian tribe, and they have never believed that there are people in the steppe who can strike at them silently, because their ears are more sensitive than rabbits, their sense of smell is sharper than that of hounds, their eyes are as sharp as goshawks, and their arms are as strong as lions and tigers.

But now, someone did raid them, and they didn't know it.

When they saw these enemies, they understood, because the enemy's war horses were covered with thick cloth, and the horses' mouths were also tied up, and these enemies were covered with green branches and leaves, making them look like green monsters.

It was a contest between scouts, and the elite sweat horde guards were almost completely defeated, but luckily they were aware of each other as they approached the tent, otherwise their heads would have been silently removed in their sleep.

A chill ran behind the sweat tent guards, but the humiliation hit their minds like a tidal wave, and the flames of anger turned into monstrous anger in an instant.

They clenched their scimitars in their hands, for almost all of them had left their bows and arrows in their tents, and even if they came out with large bows, their quivers were not on their horses.

How many days they waited here, and there was not much movement on the other side, it really made them slack off......

But they were the Khaken Horde, the most valiant warriors of the barbarians, and even the loss of their bows and arrows would not weaken their courage to fight.

But the demons who surrounded them would not give them this opportunity, and they took off their crossbows from their horses, and without stepping forward, they just fired a flurry of fire, and the valiant sweat guards fell under the crossbow arrows as they charged.

The brief battle was soon over, and the corpses of a dozen sweat tent guards were left on the ground, blood pouring out of their bodies and staining the grass beneath them......

The Qin scouts didn't care much about their identities, they cautiously jumped off their horses, approached the corpses all over the ground, and probed them to see if they were alive or dead, and if they were not dead, they made up for it until they were sure that all the enemies were dead.

The indifferent killing made Aleko cold, and finally someone came to his side, he was bare-handed, and he was seriously injured, but he still tried to sit up, wanting to bravely meet death.

But these alien warriors did not give him this opportunity, they muttered, Alkuo knew that they were speaking Chinese, the so-called aliens, but some Han people, the lackeys of the Jin people, Alekuo was in a cold sweat, endured severe pain, and thought viciously......

But he didn't get the desired result, two Han warriors came over, kicked him a few times, and finally tied him up and threw him on his horse......

Alekkote fainted when he was thrown on horseback, and the last thought that remained in his mind was that he had been captured......

Of course, he didn't know how completely the Khan Tent guards had been encircled and suppressed in the grasslands within a radius of dozens of miles, when many clever and brave warriors had managed to break through and flee north with their scars, wanting to send a message to the army that was gathering.

They were in despair, a group of foreign cavalry, had blocked their way back to the north, these Han cavalry, I don't know when, had gone around behind them, and quietly spread the net, waiting for them to crash headlong......

This is a hunt, the hunt for the most courageous sweat tent guards of the barbarians, hundreds of sweat tent guards struggled in it, surrounded by the Qin army, fleeing in all directions, but in the end no one was able to rush out, this is a large net that the Qin army carefully arranged in two days, mobilized 10,000 soldiers, in order to just wipe out these rangers......

Without these rangers, the army of the Nabarian tribe will temporarily lose its eyes, and for the Qin army, the opportunity of the war is already in their hands, and they will have more choices after that......

This battle finally kicked off when the blood of the Naiban Khan Tent Guards stained the red grassland......

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