The middle-aged man was wearing iron armor and holding a weapon similar to the Qinglong Yanyue Sword. His outfit was obviously a high-end version than those of the other Yin people.

The other party was also very tall, at least 1.9 meters tall. His dark cheeks were covered with a red skin color, and he was a big man with a red face.

The other party's eyes were like cowbells, Zheng Zhengdi looked at Han Chunming under the city wall.

Seeing that everyone else fell in love with him, the man snorted, and did not say anything about surrendering and opening the city gate, but shouted at Han Chunming under the city wall.

"Let me fight! If I lose, all 53,000 people from the Yin clan will surrender to you!"

Han Chunming was a little surprised. He raised his head and looked at the red-faced man standing on the city wall. He smiled at the corner of his mouth and then laughed loudly, hahahahaha!

The laughter was as loud as thunder, and he was about to break through the sky. Amid the laughter, Han Chunming waved his hand, and the cavalry and infantry behind him stopped attacking, and then began to shrink to form a new battle formation.

The cavalry of the Yin tribe around had already fled, and they were wandering back and forth in the distance, trying to escape back to the city wall, but they were afraid that Han Chunming would pursue him, so they could only watch from a distance.

Han Chunming raised his long sword in his hand and shouted at the man on the city wall.

"Okay, happy, if you can resist my ten moves today, I will never conquer the Yin tribe again!"

The red-faced man on the city wall was delighted and responded quickly.

"Keep your word?"

Han Chunming restrained his smile and said seriously.

"A word of the word is nothing, a small Yin tribe is nothing. In the future, I will establish a dynasty forever. Those who follow me will have eternal life, and those who block me will die!"

Han Chunming then raised his hand again, and all the cavalry and infantry behind him slowly retreated to both sides. Only one of the broken limbs and broken arms were left behind Han Chunming.

The solemn and murderous aura flew all over the sky with the rolling yellow sand. Han Chunming was straight with one horse and one sword.

No other promises are needed, men can solve the problem in the way of men!

The city gate opposite slowly opened, and there was an infantryman of thousands of people inside. At this moment, everyone had fear and panic on their faces. Obviously, these people were already the last trump card of the Yin tribe.

The red-faced man standing on the city wall still showed his high-end style. He stretched out his hand, then pointed it at his mouth, and whistled.

As soon as the whistle fell, the whistle rushed forward with a big strode forward, and jumped down from the city wall more than five meters high.

Han Chunming stared at the way the other party was down at the city wall. The Qinglong Yanyue Sword and the iron armor covering the whole body were at least 150 or 60 kilograms. The city wall, which was more than five meters high, jumped at will, and it was indeed fierce.

Seeing the rake of Gobi rubble under the city wall, I was indeed a fierce man who dared to challenge himself, and even the way he went down the city wall was unconventional.

The fierce people who ruled the Yin tribe were naturally not fools, but they rang with the whistle.

At the city wall, a shiny and shiny horse seemed to have received instructions. Four hooves stomped in the gravel, and their bodies were like lightning. The horse jumped a few times and had already reached the bottom of the city wall.

Only a dull and heavy slap was heard, and the horse steadily caught the fierce man's figure. As the red-faced man fell, the horse's body sank, and the four horse's hooves bowed slightly, but soon stood firm. It raised its tall head and neighed towards Han Chunming, as if it was for its owner Yang Wei.

Han Chunming was also shocked and just wanted to say, this horse is really awesome, and it turns out that who is worthy of what kind of horse is.

Han Chunming looked at the red horse under his crotch. His thin body, if he jumped like that, the horse would have to cook it as a donkey meat.

The red-faced man held the Qinglong Yanyue Knife and rode the dark horse that grew up after eating hormones, slowly walked towards Han Chunming.

Han Chunming looked at the blushing man opposite with interest. He had thought before that he would kill the man off the horse with a sword, but now, he wanted to see how capable this man is.

After all, it would be a pity to have such a cool way of appearing, if it was just a fancy air.

If the other party was really a peerless general, Han Chunming would have the desire to cherish talent.

If it’s really a scheming, just watch a show!

Han Chunming no longer talked too much nonsense, raised the long sword in his hand and pointed it at the other party and shouted.

"bring it on!"

The other party stopped talking and raised the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in his hand. The horse understood the owner's meaning almost instantly. With a neighing sound, he rushed towards Han Chunming!

The other party's horse was obviously several levels faster than the horse under Han Chunming's crotch. Han Chunming had just slapped his horse and rushed forward, and the other party's figure had already reached the forefront.

The Qinglong Yanyue Sword seemed to have a sound of breaking through the air, and the Mount Tai pressed down towards Han Chunming's head. If this knife was strong, it would probably be possible for several trees with a bowl-sized mouth to cut off a few.

A hint of praise appeared in Han Chunming's eyes. The other party was majestic, and its speed and power were rare in the world, and it was indeed interesting.

Han Chunming was straight, his waist and horse were united, clamping the horse's back, his hands were as fast as lightning, and his long sword swung upwards.

"drink!"

The swords collided with a clang, as if a wave of air spread around, and the sound vibrated everywhere.

The horse under Han Chunming let out a wailing cry, and then the four horse's hooves were broken by a huge force, and the horse's flesh-and-blooded bones were inserted into the sand and stones.

"Happy, hahahaha!"

Han Chunming exerted a little force and swung the opponent's Qinglong Yanyue Sword. He jumped off the horse and ignored the jujube horse whose internal organs were shattered behind him.

It was indeed a pleasure. This was the first time Han Chunming encountered a fierce man who could vaguely suppress himself when he used five-point power.

The big red-faced man was also shocked at this moment. He attacked with all his strength. Although he had already injured the opponent's mount, the opponent could easily swing his strength and attack with all his strength. Judging from the opponent's expression, it seemed that he was just warming up just now.

Han Chunming accelerated his pace, raised his long sword and shouted.

"Come and pick me up!"

After saying that, Han Chunming jumped, almost as tall as the other horse, and the long sword also slashed from top to bottom to the bottom.

His aura seemed plain, but when the blushing man saw the long sword that Han Chunming waved, he almost subconsciously surging the blue veins on his arm, lifting up his Qinglong Yanyue Sword and blocking it.

"Zheng!"

The sound was dull as the sound of an iron hammer hitting. The Qinglong Yanyue Sword and the Long Sword intersected in mid-air. The expression on the red-faced man's face instantly distorted. The blue veins on his right hand suddenly protruded. The sword sizzled, and a sudden "ah" sound from his mouth that seemed to drain his whole body of strength.

His figure, along with the dark horse under his crotch, was pushed back by a huge force. The dark horse wanted to stand firm, but the thrust was too great. The dark horse's two hind hooves finally lost balance. The huge body immediately rolled backwards, and yellow sand flew everywhere, one man and one horse rolled backwards in the yellow sand.

The horse was neighing continuously, and the red-faced man covered his chest with his left hand, spitting blood, and holding the hilt of the knife tightly with his right hand, but his hands trembled continuously, and the Qinglong Yanyue Knife also trembled continuously, making a bell-like sound.

Han Chunming stood with his sword and looked at the red-faced man in the yellow sand, and couldn't help but show his desire to cherish talent. He just used his strength to force the other party and did not take any ruthless moves.

Han Chunming didn't expect that the other party would actually have his own six-point body, which is the real talent.

Legend has it that Xiang Yu, the overlord of Western Chu, had the ability to take a thousand pounds. The strength of this red-faced man had absolutely the ability to defeat Xiang Yu.

Han Chunming took his sword into the sheath and shouted immediately.

"It doesn't take ten moves, I will beat you in two moves. Are you convinced?"

The blushing man, after vomiting blood, felt his chest feel more relaxed this time, and he stood up with difficulty with the Qinglong Yanyue Knife.

Looking at Han Chunming not far away, he looked at Han Chunming deeply, then he inserted the hilt of the Yanyue Blade into the sand and stone with force, then raised the iron armor on his knees and knelt down suddenly at Han Chunming.

He had a respectful posture but neither humble nor arrogant attitude. He bowed to Han Chunming and then said with a solemn expression.

"In the lower Yin tribe, Yin Tian, ​​the leader of the Yin tribe, I am willing to lead the entire Yin tribe to surrender to the king!"

Hahaha, Han Chunming laughed happily, strode to Yin Tian, ​​helped him up, patted his shoulder, and said enthusiastically.

"Okay, from today on, Yin Tian, ​​you are the number one general of my Dragon Tribe. From now on, there will be no Yin tribe in the world, only the Dragon Tribe. All of you are my people. I will lead you to create the glory of the Dragon Tribe!"

Han Chunming was so proud that he helped Yin Tian up. The two walked into the city side by side, and several horns sounded behind him, indicating that the war was over.

Han Chunming fought against the Yin tribe and won the first battle!

Next, harvest the fruits of victory.

The Yin tribe is richer than Han Chunming imagined. This tribe has lived here for more than 600 years, from more than 1,000 people at the beginning to more than 50,000 people now.

The policy adopted by the Yin tribe has always been a defensive policy and never actively attacks other tribes. This is also the magic weapon for the Yin tribes to survive until now.

The Yin tribe not only has its own culture, but also has complete various forging and planting technologies. By planting, it can basically produce itself.

They also own several mines, including an open-pit coal mine and a medium-sized iron ore. With the most primitive manual mining, they have also accumulated considerable wealth.

In their tribal warehouse, there are a large amount of semi-finished iron fast, which is a bit surprised Han Chunming.

Han Chunming personally designed a two-wheeled trailer that wrapped wooden wheels with iron rings, and then used horses and manpower to start pulling all the inventory of the Yin tribe over the years to the Giant Rock City.

The Giant Rock City is the Gobi plain of the Red Wolf Tribe, and now Han Chunming has renamed it.

Han Chunming is preparing to build Giant Rock City into an industrial city. In the next five years, all resources will serve that city.

A new immigrant city is built around the lake at the foot of the mountain, with a radius of more than 50 miles, which will be the land for future urban planning. That city will accommodate 500,000 to 1 million people in the future.

That city was named Tianshan City by Han Chunming. If he builds his country on his own in the future, the capital will be built in Tianshan City.

Han Chunming will not give up on the land of the Yin tribe. It will be divided into mining areas and planting areas, and there will be tens of thousands of people working here.

In the next few months, most of the Yin people will move to Tianshan City and begin to build their new home step by step.

In this era, personal thoughts have not yet awakened, and collective obedience is the normal logic of thinking.

With Yin Tian leading the senior leaders of the Yin tribe, all surrendered to Han Chunming, and the vast majority of the Yin tribe members would only obey.

Most of the people of the Yin race have been doing a job under the arrangement of senior officials throughout their lives. These people have no names, no knowledge, and no thoughts. When they are born, they are tool people of the tribe.

As long as they don’t starve them to death and give them hope to survive, no one of these people will resist because there is no word resistance in their minds.

Not only the Yin people, but most of the people of this era were like this. Most of the people who really rebeled were those who had read books and had thoughts.

Although Chen Sheng and Wu Guang were born in a low-key manner, they were also literate, but their educational level was limited. After firing the first shot, they completely declined.

Most of the later eighteen princes were born from nobles, and Liu Bang was not as unbearable as the legendary ones. He would not and would not become a big winner.

Of course, what Han Chunming needs is not the kind of foolish people who only know how to eat and work. His future goal is to enlighten all the people.
To be continued...