No one dared to speak.
The atmosphere grew even heavier.
Only Zhu Xie stood up, glanced briefly, and noticed that what Li Guanyi had in his bowl was the sa as what he was eating. His curiosity finally overca him, and he spoke in slightly awkward Central Plains dialect: "Why don’t you eat sothing better?"
"If we achieve a great victory, we can enjoy better things."
"Roast lamb, beauties, fine wine."
Li Guanyi succinctly replied, "Poor."
The fierce warrior Zhu Xie choked, unable to catch his breath.
Li Guanyi laughed heartily: "Just joking, we do have money for food. It’s just that currently there’s not much grain, and from army to civilians, everyone should be treated equally, besides..."
Holding the porridge with at, he paused, then smiled reflectively:
"The things I want to eat, I used to see them every day—and now I can’t."
"They’re not here."
Zhu Xie looked at him, not understanding what he ant.
Li Guanyi asked: "By the way, what’s your na?"
That fierce warrior placed his bowl aside, half-knelt on the ground, and answered:
"I am a noble of the Shatuo nation, a child of the Zhu Xie family, nad Zhu Xie Kedi. Due to my fierce bravery and exceptional riding and archery skills, the army calls ’Feihu’er’. Having been defeated by you this ti, I am wholeheartedly convinced. Whether you wish to kill or spare , it’s up to you."
"If you want to integrate into your cavalry, as long as you don’t attack the Zhu Xie family, even if you want to fight the Shatuo Tribe, I won’t betray you."
The Western Regions have fierce customs, where even within the sa tribe, uncles, nephews, fathers, compete for the Khan or Chanyu positions, leading their own troops to clash, and losers either die or beco cavalry slaves.
Li Guanyi asked: "Feihu’er?"
He laughed: "I have also been called Li Nu’er."
Zhu Xie Kedi bowed respectfully: "You are the Heavenly God who subdues the flying tiger."
Li Guanyi asked: "Do both the Western desert and the grasslands believe in Longevity Heaven?"
Zhu Xie Kedi nodded.
Li Guanyi said: "Then I will be your Longevity Heaven."
!!!
Zhu Xie Kedi’s expression changed, surrounded by over ten thousand people, all with martial skills, yet none dared to speak, or refute Li Guanyi’s defiant words on the desert and grasslands.
Li Guanyi stood up, smiled, and said: "I will naturally consider whether you can be useful to later. Rest assured, even if I don’t let you go, I won’t harm your lives."
"Thousands of young n like these, engaged in farming and land cultivation, are also handy."
"Killing them would be a sha."
Zhu Xie Kedi opened his mouth.
Yet he saw Li Guanyi stand up and walk away.
The fierce soldier colonels of the Western Regions lowered their heads in respect, not daring to look up. Such was the awe caused by a single battle. Zhu Xie Kedi knew that even if these people were released and returned ho, regaining their bravado.
They might continue to wield weapons, racing across the desert and the grasslands, fighting enemies, still possessing the courage for battle. However, even in such circumstances, given horses, armor, and spears, they wouldn’t dare face this young General of the Central Plains again.
The courage within them had been shattered.
However, in contrast.
If these people gather under the banner of this Central Plains general, their morale would likely remain extrely high at all tis. Even in dire situations, as long as the general stands, they wouldn’t lose the hope for survival, for victory.
Even if only dozen left, they would possess the courage to charge at armies.
Such a general, throughout history.
This is the second.
Zhu Xie Kedi glanced around, seeing the expression in the eyes of those previously unrestrained, domineering Western warriors, recalling what his father once said about the ways of the Military School. That in its ideal state, both enemy and ally feared as they would a god.
Where military commands are absolute, none dare disobey!
Zhu Xie Kedi clenched his fist, unable to resist saying in Central Plains dialect:
"A real man, should be like this!"
In the past, he felt these words were too refined.
But now, he finally understood the spirit contained within those few words.
......
After the great battle, all tribes were left behind, but the Da Wan tribe horses were fast, repeatedly charged, yet they could still gather their old troops, acquiring more than three thousand people, relying on fast horses and strong bows, rampaging wildly. The Central Plains generals used all their strength but could only follow these people, letting them escape.
Leading them was a [Da Wan tribe] general, i Cai, panting hard.
The Da Wan tribe loves horses, gathering the horse herd, over three thousand people, taking more than ten thousand horses moving forward, with the lead general’s horse red as fire, its mane flying like flas, galloping fast, sweat like blood.
Galloping day and night, covering three thousand li.
It is the highest lineage of Dragon Horse.
i Cai said: "Finally, we got out!"
He touched his chest, still feeling frightened. Several tis, it seed they targeted him, plunging his vision into stars. Over ten thousand, finally rallying only over three thousand, all shaken to the core.
Da Wan usually produces fine horses, and the red blood tiger under him is one of them.
Da Wan’s bow cavalry is renowned worldwide, horses fast and strong, stiff bows and hard arrows.
But when the army sieged, their superior battlefield mobility couldn’t be fully utilized, hit by the Xuanjia charge, twisted by Anxi City’s lions, followed by the golden saber cavalry.
Directly shattered.
He’s never seen such rogue heavy cavalry.
i Cai thought of the lion-like solemn warrior leading those strange cavalry, he almost hated them to the point of grinding his teeth. Golden saber cavalry slicing, armored cavalry charging, then an unfamiliar, strange troop overwheld them.
Covered in heavy armor, right hand holding a shield, protecting vital areas.
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