Mobei.

War horses are galloping and dust is flying.

For more than ten days, the two deputy generals Luo Xiao and Han Cheng led the army in constant circles with Tantai Jingyue's 30,000 Mobei cavalry, but refused to engage in a head-on battle.

The two strictly carried out the orders Li Ziye had left before leaving, avoiding the powerful Baidi tribe and attacking the Chisong royal family, which was in constant civil strife.

After winning the battle, he immediately led his troops and left.

However, with the battles one after another, the 10,000 cavalry originally brought from the hinterland of Dashang have now been greatly reduced, numbering less than 7,000.

Moreover, this was the result of Li Ziye's careful planning and unwillingness to waste a single soldier.

From the time we sent out troops, we have not fought any battles that are not sure to win or even a big victory, because we are afraid that these ten thousand people will be lost too quickly.

It’s just that there is no way a war can be fought without death. Even if the time, place, people, and people are all available, there can be no sacrifices.

Throughout the ages, there have indeed been many battles in which the enemy was defeated at a very low cost, but not that many.

The essence of war is to consume each other after all.

Of course, no matter how much the original loss of 10,000 people was, still claiming 10,000 cavalry internally and externally would not only appease the morale of the troops, but also sound domineering.

"Why hasn't the Marquis come back yet?"

After capturing more than fifty members of the Chisong clan royal family, Luo Xiao looked at the vast grassland and said with some nostalgia.

Who should I fight next?

It seems that the remaining tribes are either too far away or too strong, making it difficult to fight any of them.

"Calculate the time, it should be soon."

On the side, Han Cheng said solemnly, "General Luo, how about we go to the Huyan tribe?"

"Huyan tribe?"

When Luo Xiao heard this, his face looked thoughtful.

The Huyan tribe is adjacent to the Chisong tribe and is located in the northernmost part of the Mobei tribe. It is not strong or weak, but it is a good choice.

"good."

After thinking for a moment, Luo Xiao nodded in agreement.

The two men then changed their marching direction and headed towards the Huyan tribe in the southeast.

Two days later, the polar night world.

A young figure stepped out. He had not seen the light of day for more than ten days, and he had turned a lot whiter.

Under the morning light, Li Ziye squinted his eyes and looked to the west, then continued on his way.

Luo Xiao's grandson, didn't he finish his 10,000 cavalry?

I don’t know what’s going on at Dashang, so I have to go to the Huyan royal family to find someone to ask.

While thinking, Li Ziye put on the human skin mask again, hiding his original face.

As the sun rose in the east, Li Ziye drove dozens of miles and happened to meet some herdsmen. After friendly asking about the general direction of the royal family, he quickly set off and hurried over.

Li Ziye was relatively familiar with the Huyan tribe.

Two years ago, the alliance between the human race and the demon race was initiated by Lord Huyan.

Because the Huyan tribe is located in the northernmost part of the eight tribes in Mobei, it is most severely affected by the extreme night and winter. When the demon tribe invades the human race, the Huyan tribe bears the brunt.

In one day, Li Ziye rushed outside the royal court of the Huyan tribe and looked at the extremely heavily guarded scene around him with a strange look on his face.

Judging from this situation, the people of the Huyan royal family were wary of the 10,000 cavalry he brought.

The sun sets and darkness falls.

Li Ziye sneaked into the Huyan Royal Court. As one of the fastest men in the world, he was very familiar with doing the things that a gentleman would do.

If he hadn't been very busy recently, Li Ziye would have even considered changing his career to become a flower-picking thief.

In the Huyan Royal Court.

Li Ziye's figure passed by, and soon he found an old guy who seemed to be of high status, holding an iron fan and placing it on his neck.

"Don't say anything, or I will stab you to death with a fan!" Li Ziye looked at the old guy in front of him and threatened.

"Who are you!" The old man trembled and said.

"I'm an assassin."

Li Ziye said calmly, "Old man, I am a very kind person and don't like to embarrass old people, women and children. If you cooperate, don't yell. I will let you go after I ask what I want to know."

The old man's face changed again and again, and he said, "Okay."

"Know what's interesting."

Li Ziye took back the iron fan and sat down at the table.

There was no tea on the table, only kumiss. During this special period, Li Ziye was not picky. He poured himself a cup and took a few sips.

"First question, where are the 10,000 Dashang cavalry led by the Buyi Marquis of Dashang now?" Li Ziye asked after taking two sips of kumiss.

"The Red Pine Tribe." The old man replied fearfully.

After hearing the old man's answer, Li Ziye nodded, poured himself another glass of kumiss, and said, "Tell me about their situation."

The old man hesitated for a moment and answered truthfully, "Five days ago, they attacked the Chisong royal family at night and captured many members of the royal family. There was no news after that. They probably haven't left the territory of the Chisong tribe yet."

"Second question."

After understanding the situation of Luo Xiao and others, Li Ziye relaxed a little, took another sip of kumiss, and asked, "What is the current situation in Shaoguan City of Dashang? Have reinforcements from Dashang arrived in time?"

"The reinforcements have not arrived, but King Zhongwu of the Great Shang and the Eleventh Prince led their troops to break through." The old man replied.

"Breakout?"

Hearing this, Li Ziye looked shocked and said in a deep voice, "How did they break through? The army on Mobei East Road is there, and the reinforcements from Baidi City can be dispatched at any time. If they can't wait for the reinforcements, they will only die."

"It's the fourth prince of Dashang."

The old man replied cautiously, "He led ten thousand cavalry to hold back the reinforcements from Baidi City, giving King Zhongwu and others time to break out."

"Ten thousand?"

When Li Ziye heard this number, he smashed the wine glass in his hand with a bang, his eyes filled with coldness, and said, "What about the fourth prince now?"

"Probably dead."

The old man felt the murderous intent in the person in front of him, and replied tremblingly, "All the ten thousand cavalry of the Great Shang were killed in the battle, and the fourth prince of the Great Shang should not survive either."

"Who?"

The sound of the wine glass breaking was so harsh in the quiet night. The next moment, a majestic voice sounded in the royal court, and powerful zhenqi fluctuations erupted. Apparently, it was a great person who had entered the five realms.

Practitioner.

"National Preceptor, help!"

The old man felt the imperial master coming quickly outside the tent, and immediately got up and ran outside.

"Why are you running?"

Li Ziye reached out and grabbed the stainless steel fan on the table, and immediately threw it out.

The iron fan flew past, sealing his throat with blood. The old man paused, turned around with difficulty, and said with a trembling voice, "You, you said, no, not to kill."

As soon as he finished speaking, blood spurted out from the old man's throat, staining the entire felt tent red.

"What I'm saying is, don't yell randomly. I'll let you go after I ask you."

Li Ziye stood up, held the iron fan, and said with an indifferent expression, "Aren't you forcing me to do it?"

In a pool of blood, the old man's body trembled a few times as he listened to the former's words, his eyes full of unwillingness.

After two breaths.

In front of the account.

A powerful figure passed by, and when he saw the scene inside, his expression suddenly darkened.

"Who are you!"

Imperial Master Huyan looked at the young man in the tent and said with clear murderous intention.

"Assassin, can't you see?"

Li Ziye opened the stainless steel fan, shook it, and said with a smile, "Isn't that right, Imperial Master? In this royal court, are you the only one of the Five Realms?"

"One of my own masters is enough to kill you!"

Imperial Master Huyan responded with a murderous look on his face, and immediately his figure swept out and rushed forward quickly.

"It's a remote and remote area. Sure enough, it's not rich."

As he spoke, Li Ziye stepped out of the tent and curled up into a sneer.

One of the five realms can fight a dozen.
Chapter completed!