Mijia led 20,000 elite cavalry and chased after him.

The scenes I saw along the way made every Xianbei person frightened, and a thought lingered in everyone's heart. If Liu Bian and the beasts led by him were not stopped, their tribe would soon become the next victim. Compared with the ethnic groups on the grassland, the Han people who invaded the grassland this time were obviously more cruel and inhumane.

The Xianbei people also attacked each other, but they rarely drove them away because they knew that population was also wealth, so they would rather turn prisoners into slaves and soldiers than kill prisoners, and would not kill the elderly, weak, women and children. They would turn these tribes that were defeated by them into their own tribes, thereby increasing their strength. Those defeated people usually express obedience to save their lives and wait for a chance to make a comeback.

In addition to deep hatred, the battles on the grassland are usually not intended to exterminate the clan.

This time, they encountered an unexpected enemy. Liu Bian obviously had no intention of capturing the Xianbei people as slaves or mercenaries. Any Xianbei tribe he encountered would either kill men, bring women, property and animals to the captured Han people, or kill them all without leaving any. With an unheard of determination and cruelty, he drove all the Xianbei tribes he encountered along the way.

On the one hand, this practice allowed him to maintain his ability to march at high speed, and on the other hand, it also made the Xianbei people hate and fear. The Xianbei people wanted to stop him, kill him, but could not catch up with him. This was a thing that made the Xianbei people very frustrated - on their grassland, they could not catch up with the Han people. Half a month ago, if anyone said such words, they might be laughed at, and maybe they would ask a wizard to help him get rid of evil, but now, the facts are in front of them, and they only feel fear.

Some people began to speculate that Liu Bian might have the ability of a great wizard, and could march continuously without eating or drinking, otherwise it would be impossible to explain his ability to maintain a high-speed marching.

Some people also speculate that Liu Bian is the reincarnation of the evil dragon. He has the power of invincible battle. Therefore, he defeated the Hou of Subu Gudu in one battle, and now he has entered the grassland and is invincible. The most obvious example is that he easily defeated Que Ji's army in Xuelang Lake.

Some people also speculate that Liu Bian will soon become the master of the prairie. Otherwise, the eagle and wolf who are worshipped as gods will not be able to fight for him.

Various rumors spread quietly among the Xianbei people. Mijia was furious and executed several subordinates who spread the rumors one after another. Only then did he forcibly suppress the rumors. Mijia actually knew very well why Liu Bian could maintain such a fast march speed and why he was so cruel, but he could not explain to everyone, and could only use the most rude means to curb the spread of such rumors. Otherwise, if the morale of the army was in chaos, he would not be able to fight against Liu Bian.

Although the rumors were forcibly suppressed, Mijia's mood was not at all relaxed. Like all the Xianbei people, he wished he could catch up with Liu Bian within one day and stop him. According to Liu Bian's marching speed, in another two days, once Liu Bian crossed Baishan, his Hundred Battles tribe would face Liu Bian's butcher knife.

He did not want his tribe to be razed to the ground by Liu Bian.

Unconsciously, Mijia's march speed became faster and faster, almost day and night. Continuous march not only consumed the physical energy of the soldiers, but also brought about a consequence: the role of scouts was seriously weakened, and the distance that could be warned in advance was getting smaller and smaller.

When Baishan was looking at him but could not see the Han army, an ominous dark cloud rose in Mijia's heart. However, it was just that he was worried that his tribe would be attacked by Liu Bian, but he didn't know that Liu Bian was waiting for him to fall into the trap in Baishan.

...

The scouts rushed back and forth, and the 20,000 troops led by Mijia were getting closer and closer, and they were already twenty miles away, and they were reaching in an instant.

More than 10,000 troops were ready for battle.

Liu Bian urged the horse to go out, Niu Jin was on the left, with a big eagle on his arm, Dong Bai was on the right, and followed Xuelang in front of the horse.

The two thousand right-eared soldiers looked at Liu Bian nervously. They knew that the next battle was likely to be their last battle. Liu Bian would fight against more than 20,000 Mijia with 15,000 people, and they would be the daring warriors who rushed to the front. The daring warriors had the highest death rate, and it would be a miracle that more than 2,000 people could survive half of them in the end.

What's more, Liu Bian had the intention of letting them die.

Facing the young Han emperor in front of him, the soldiers of the Right Ear Army were both hated and afraid. If possible, they would kill Liu Bian without hesitation, but they dared not. Not only because Liu Bian had more than 10,000 troops like wolves and tigers, but only the eagle, half of the size of an ordinary eagle, and the snow wolf, which was twice as big as an ordinary wolf, was enough to make them feel chilled.

The eagles and wolves worshipped by the grassland people have become Liu Bian's pets. Who dares to say that the heavens do not bless Liu Bian? If they do something unusual, maybe Liu Bian doesn't need to do it. The snow wolf may tear open their throats, and the big eagle may peck off their eyes.

The Xianbei people were not afraid of any opponents, as long as they were still human. However, Liu Bian, who had eagles and wolves as pets, seemed to be no longer human, and they could not raise the courage to fight such people.

"Your performance has proved your loyalty in the past few days." Liu Bian stopped the war horse and said calmly in the face of the complicated right ear army: "But those battles are not real battles and cannot prove your courage. Miga is coming. This battle will be your first battle to prove yourself."

"In this battle, many of you will die, and you will not have the chance to live gloriously."

"But you can die gloriously, and you can leave glory to your family and to your descendants." Liu Bian raised his voice and his tone became more severe: "Here, I, the Emperor of Han, promise you that those who have bravely died in battle, will exempt their families and make them my people, let them live with dignity and enjoy the spoils you deserve."

"There is only one result for those who are cowardly: the death of shame, yours will not even eat the dirtiest rats, your souls will not be able to return to Chishan, you will bear endless shame and curse, and your descendants will become the most humble slaves."

The right ear army was motionless and frightened by Liu Bian's vicious curse.

"You are willing to fight with glory..." Liu Bian roared angrily, like a dragon roaring: "Are you willing to die in shame?"

The right ear army was silent for a moment, and a voice sounded: "Fight!"

"Fight! Fight! Fight!" More voices sounded, starting to be a little messy, slowly becoming uniform, like thunder. The right ear army roared, and his eyes turned bloody.

"The enemy is there, Miga is there, go fight!" Liu Bian turned his horse's head and pointed at the whip: "Glory is waiting for you."

The right-eared army roared angrily, one person came out of the formation, two people came out of the formation, and more people rushed out of the battle formation, without formation or cover. Some even threw away their shields, holding bows, arrows, swords and spears, and bypassed from both sides of Liu Bian, like a group of hungry wolves rushing towards Miga's army.

The sound of war drums suddenly exploded, and the thirteen great wizards recited the eagle spell and beat the small drum around their waists.

The north wind suddenly tightened and dark clouds were covered with dark clouds, gathering in front of all the soldiers, making a huge black hawk.

Where the black eagle wings were covered, the yin energy was trembling, the cold energy was rushing, and the north wind was howling, just like thousands of ghosts howling. It seemed that the ghosts of the Xianbei people who had been killed these days had come from all directions, and were bound by the sound of drums. They kept circling and angering, circling above everyone's heads, crying, but were forced by a stronger force and dared not pounce.

Liu Bian pulled out the black knife around his waist and pointed forward gently.

Niu Jin shook his arm, and the big eagle jumped up and soared into the sky. He spread his wings and flew high in front of the black eagle formed by the dark clouds, leading the black eagle to fly towards the enemy in the distance. The increasingly powerful aura suddenly seemed to have a goal, cheering, roaring, and rushing to the forefront.

The wind sounded, the drum sounded fast, and the right ear army galloped and roared fiercely.

...

Mika sat on the Mercedes-Benz's war horse, staring at the black hawk getting closer and closer in the distance, stunned.

He ran for a day and had just received a report from a scout. Liu Bian did not cross Baishan, but was waiting for his arrival at the western foot of Baishan. Hearing this news, Mijia was scared and sweated. This misjudgment was fatal because he was now trapped and the number of people behind reached one-third. Once he faced Liu Bian head-on, he might suffer a significant loss.

Of course, Miga did not think he would lose, he just felt that the loss was too great and it was not good for him.

Is it a fight or a retreat? Before Mika makes a decision, he sees the huge black hawk transformed from dark clouds.

Mika knew that the great wizard of the Huns' court could summon the Wind Eagle to help, but this black eagle was too big and terrifying.

More scouts rushed from all sides, shaking the colorful flags in their hands, blew the horns in their hands, and delivering messages one after another to Miga's ears.

Enemies approach!

Mika looked around and knew that there was no way out. Regardless of whether he was willing to bear such losses or not, he had no right to choose. He immediately ordered that while summoning the army behind him to prepare for battle, he ordered the forward to join the battle immediately.

The sound of the horn sounded, and more than 3,000 forward cavalry accelerated again, colliding with the right ear army, who was in a semi-crazy state.

Looking at the right ear army with red eyes and ferocious faces, the Xianbei people seemed to see the devil and involuntarily took a breath. They had experienced countless battles, and this was the first time they saw such a crazy opponent. Most of these opponents were not wearing armor, and some did not even carry shields. They rode on horses, kept shooting arrows, and kept killing until they were shot down by arrows and killed by swords. Some people had been shot two or three arrows, four or five times, and were covered in blood, but they still fought fiercely, as if they were immortal bodies.

And they all have a common characteristic: they have no left ear. Seeing these people’s bare left faces, the Xianbei people remembered more than two thousand ears by the Snow Wolf Lake.

An indescribable feeling surged into their hearts.
Chapter completed!