In the tent belonging to Lao Dieko, Ran Jing sat with four or five black armored soldiers, eating canned food.

"I have never believed it. It turns out that the Dingling clan members really don't have many cavalrymen. No wonder that guy Siji is so afraid of the Huns." A soldier smiled.

After so much contact and two battles, everyone gradually began to understand such a nation.

Ran Jing smiled and said, "Actually, it is right not to use cavalry."

Several soldiers were immediately stunned and looked at him with curious eyes.

Ran Jing said, "There is less snow nearby, which is more suitable for grazing reindeer. If the snow is too deep and directly floods the belly of the war horses, the cavalry will be useless."

Everyone suddenly realized that a soldier cut a few pieces of wood with a iron knife and threw it into the fire.

"General, what are the next arrangements?"

Ran Jing ate canned meat and said, "From today on the spot, where we don't need to consume canned meat, we will eat reindeer meat to reduce the consumption of canned meat."

"Using this place as a stronghold, plunder the Dakun tribes who dared to step out of their camp."

At this time, a soldier walked in and bowed to the ground, "General, a little mouse slipped into the tent where we placed war horses."

Ran Jingqi said, "Little mouse? Is it a member of this tribe?"

"I saw him crying with his head on the horse. He should be from this tribe, and he had a lot of relationships."

Ran Jing stood up, changed a circle, kicked a soldier and said.

"You kid, after joining the Black Armored Iron Cavalry, it seems that you have not cut your head yet. Why don't you want military merit?"

The soldier who was kicked by Ran Jing immediately shrank and said with a smirk.

"General, I joined the border army and I was a kid. I didn't expect to be attracted by the Xuanjia Army. Actually, I am not very interested in killing people. After returning to Yuntong, I still want to be a kid."

A soldier next to him patted him, and said, "Our Xuanjia Army is the elite among the elites, how can you have the robe you want to be a kitchen chef."

Ran Jing reached out to stop him and said unhappily, "Your Majesty said that you choose your own path, and it doesn't matter how you go back, as long as you comply with the rules of our border army."

"But, now you are still from the Xuanjia Army. Bring the little mouse's head back to me."

The soldier looked ugly, he had a good physique and strong strength, so he was selected by the Xuanjia Army. In fact, he had only killed the chicken before setting off.

As much as possible, I tried my best to eliminate the disobedient nomadic tribe. This time I thought it was a good man, but I didn't expect that I would have fought two more battles.

In fact, long-range archery is almost not as bloody as he can, and when collecting the head, he hides far away.

Unexpectedly, he still did not escape the fate of killing people. In fact, his greatest wish in his life is to be a chef with good skills.

"Hey, don't embarrass us Xia people."

"Yes, it's just a little mouse. Don't be hurt by him by then, that's funny."

"If the fellow villagers of Yuntong County know that even the soldiers of the Xuanjia Army can't beat a grassland man, their signs will be stinky."

Several soldiers kept making excitement. The soldiers who wanted to be kitchen shrugged, put on gloves and felt hats, and walked out with iron knife.

When they came to the tent with the war horses closed, the soldiers became alert. The first step for the soldiers of the Xuanjia Army in training was to forget the most advanced armor on their bodies and the swords on their hands.

The training method was written by Yang Qian himself. It was not a mysterious thing, but a very practical lion fighting against a rabbit. With all his strength, no matter what enemy it is, he must not be taken lightly.

After getting inside, the war horse was normal. He didn't count the number of heads on the saddle, but it was roughly not bad.

Suddenly, just as he was about to check the burning bottle, a figure jumped off the tent.

There is nothing like that, there is not even a sound at all, there is only a faint shadow.

The soldier narrowed his eyes and his body instinctively rolled on the ground, making another fatal blow.

When I turned my head and saw a half-grown boy, carrying a package and holding a bronze sword in his hand, rushing over quickly.

The soldier didn't have time to get up, but his body was over eight feet tall and tripped the boy as soon as he stretched out his feet.

He rode on the boy and focused on knocking down his bronze sword.

"Who are you?"

"Ji Li Gulu~~~" The boy turned his head and saw a pair of scarlet eyes, making the soldier feel radiant in his heart.

But there is no simple one who can join the Xuanjia Army, at least one who can stay after training.

Both physically and mentally, they are the best among their peers. Even more than 80% of the Xuanjia Army can write.

The soldier was stunned and said with a bad look on his face, "I'm so angry that I almost forgot that you can't speak the Central Plains anymore."

There are no fighting scenes, a young man who is a little older and a half, or even a 18-year-old, faces a fully armed black-armored soldier with an armed height of eight feet tall, facing a fully armed black-armored soldier.

After binding Dieco, he took it into the tent where everyone was.

A soldier said wonderingly, "Hey, you didn't kill him?"

The soldier said softly, "Of course, General Ran is let down, how can he deal with it without authorization?"

Ran Jing glanced at the soldier and said lightly, "What I told you is to bring his head here, right?"

The soldier suffocated and moved his lips, and said nothing more.

Ran Jing's eyes gradually became blurred, "You may not know that before I joined the army, I was from Wufeng County."

A soldier said strangely, "General, Wufeng County? Isn't that a place where silk is produced?"

Ran Jing nodded and smiled and said, "Yes, every household in our country raises silkworms and plants mulberry trees. Women can weave and embroidery skills with one or two hands. Men are usually mulberry farmers, blacksmiths or dyers. Because the location is good, we will be there.

Almost rarely harassed by nomadic peoples.”

"But when I went to the battlefield, I realized that there was such a stable environment in our county because someone was carrying the burden on us. If there were no border troops and no lords, then our Wufeng County would be Hunter one day sooner or later.

Robbery.”

"When I arrived at the battlefield, I realized that the battlefield was cruel and life was worthless at all."

Ran Jing paused, and a look of guilt appeared on his face. "I remember that I showed mercy to a Hun soldier at that time, thinking that he was injured and had no chance to fight back."

"Who knew that when I walked past, he suddenly started to hurt someone. A robe blocked me. If it weren't for him, I might have died."

"The future was originally great, but because I blocked my sword, I injured my tendons. Now I can only go to Shi Yuanji to guard the slaves!"

Looking at the boy's hatred look, Ran Jing said to the soldier who escorted him, "Next, whether to kill, release, or what, you can do it yourself."

The soldiers next to them also talked about their home situation.

"Oh, my memory is that my uncle used to live in Tuncheng, and he treats me very well. Unfortunately, when I was fourteen years old, I was killed by the Huns."

"Yes, my father also had one leg cut off by the Huns' puppy, and he is still disabled at home."

At this time, the boy's low and cold voice sounded, and everyone looked at him in surprise, although no one understood what he was saying.

But the bone-broken murderous intent and hatred no longer need to be understood in words. Just feeling emotions can make you vaguely understand the meaning.

The Xuan Armor soldier who was hesitant in his heart dragged the young man out, knelt on the ground, and slowly pulled out the iron knife.

Dieco knelt in the snow, his mind was full of revenge at this moment, and he wanted to kill all those who bullied his family.

When pieces of cold and bone-black snowflakes floated on his cheeks, they suddenly woke up and felt the murderous intent from behind.

The hatred in his eyes disappeared, and he showed a helpless expression. He raised his head slightly and looked at the azure blue sky.

"I really want to eat the mutton made by Abu again~~~"

"I really want to hold Abu again and act coquettishly~~~~"

"Click~~~!"

Dieco only felt a pain in his neck, his whole vision was dizzy, and then he fell heavily to the ground. When he closed his eyes, he seemed to see the whole family looking at him with a smile.

"Ah, Abu, I, I miss you so much~~~!"

A few minutes later, the wound on the boy's head was no longer bleeding, and the soldier grabbed his head and came inside and shook it.

"General, I've killed him."

Ran Jing nodded with satisfaction, "Okay~~ You keep the head yourself. This is a good thing to exchange for military merits, but the underage enemy can only be considered half of the military merits."

"promise!"

The families grazing outside the Dakun tribe are almost all composed of 2 to 5 families, and the number is not large. When 200 soldiers come back.

Ran Jing immediately divided the 200 people into a team of 100 people and robbed them everywhere. In just a few days, tens of thousands of reindeer were accumulated at the gathering of the Edico family.

Some people who were beaten with bruised noses and swollen faces were wearing handcuffs and shackles, and their eyes were dull and stocking reindeer free.

Ran Jing was also helpless. The people of Xia did not have the habit of raising reindeer. Many people have never seen what reindeer look like in their lives.

A big reindeer was killed and her entire skin was peeled off. She wanted to be a kitchen soldier, surrounded a sheepskin skirt, held a knife, and kept processing meat.

Not long after, bowls of hot broth were served on the dining table.

Ran Jing took a sip of the soup, his eyes lit up, and he exclaimed, "It tastes good."

The soldier smiled and said, "It's a pity that I'm not in Yuntong County, otherwise there would be more seasonings. If there is sauce, it would be even better."

Ran Jing said, "It's already very good. It's cold here. It's good to eat a bite of meat and drink a bowl of hot soup."

Just as everyone was robbing every day, there was a bleak cloud in the Dakun tribe.

Mrs. Yan covered her head and leaned on the main position. In just over a week, this pampered woman felt the fatigue and pressure she had never seen before.

After only one hour of rest, the door was pushed open again. These people no longer took the rules and had their magnanimity to heart.
Chapter completed!