On the grassland, women belong to an absolutely vulnerable group, and there is no law here. Even though the Han Dynasty next door had established a civilization that was ahead of the entire era, it still adheres to the most primitive and barbaric jungle rules here. Women belong to the same goods as cattle, sheep, and horses. In the Horse City, there are many such Hu women who are sent as goods, and they have changed their areas to eat, weapons, and break their promises.

A woman with a good appearance can only exchange for a bag of salt in Macheng, and it is even less valuable than a sheep. This is the fate of a grassland woman.

But the more oppressed he was, the more intense the resistance came. When Ye Zhao led his men to the hill, he saw such a woman who resisted fate.

On the rushing war horse, a Xianbei knight had already caught up with a woman running wildly on the grassland, and her legs could not run four.

She is very tall, at least among women, she is tall and flexible. When Ye Zhao walked up the hill, she saw that the woman could not escape, and she suddenly started attacking.

Like a cheetah, he rushed to the back of a war horse, holding a short blade in his hand, easily cutting the knight's throat. In the blooming blood, the man had already used his strength to rush to another war horse.

The knight on the horse's back was obviously ready, and the blade in his hand slashed towards the woman without hesitation. The woman's body twisted strangely in the air, and a hole was cut on her shoulder. The short blade in her hand had already pierced into the other party's chest. Its ruthlessness and decisiveness made many people behind Ye Zhao gasp.

For injury to exchange for life. From the perspective of the bystander, this is the only way for a woman to live. In that case, it is impossible to completely avoid that knife. She is in a different place. Even if Ye Zhao has gone through countless killings in his previous life, he cannot guarantee that he can be so decisive in that situation. However, in the shortest time, the woman not only made a judgment, but also took action. This calmness and decisiveness are enough to make countless men ashamed.

The woman seemed to be unable to ride, and after snatching the horse, she did not escape. Instead, she quickly jumped on the horse's back and rushed to the third knight fiercely. This time, the attack was not the knight himself, but the war horse he sat down. The dagger pierced into the horse's neck and rolled on the ground. Before the knight could react, she pushed him over and blocked him on himself. The horse's hooves that were speeding down and directly stomped the knight's spine. However, the woman took advantage of the cover to get to another war horse that followed.

To be fair, these knights who pursued women were not chaotic. They cooperated with each other and had a very rigorous cavalry formation. On the grassland, it was already elite to achieve this level, but the woman was able to counterattack under the pursuit of more than a dozen knights. Their methods were so cruel and decisive that they were amazing, but what surprised Ye Zhao even more was the calmness of the woman in this situation.

"That's the people from that tribe." Ye Zhao asked with his horse whip and pointed at the knights.

"It's not like the tribes in the area of ​​Danhan Mountain, they don't have such elite soldiers." Guan Hai shook his head. The tribes in the area of ​​Danhan Mountain have had some interactions in the past two years. If it were the tribes around, he would recognize them.

"Save people!" Ye Zhao waved his hand and said, since he was not from here, there was no need to worry.

"Here!" Guan Hai did not ask the reason. Since Ye Zhao had already spoken, what they had to do was to execute unconditionally. This is a concept that Ye Zhao has continuously implemented through training his soldiers in the past two years. Soldiers do not need to know too much, they only need to execute.

Behind Ye Zhao, six knights were moved. Under Guan Hai's leadership, after a brief sprint, they quickly soared to the extreme. When they gathered for hundreds of steps, they quickly took the bows and arrows from the horse's back and rode and shot at the dozen Xianbei knights.

The six were trained by Ye Zhao in two years, with the soldiers carefully selected from the two thousand official troops. The training intensity was high and the supply of meat was sufficient. The six were not as good as the generals, but each of them was an elite warrior who could fight against ten. With just one round of volleys, the opponent's people were reduced by half, and two clusters of arrows shot through the chests of two enemies at the same time.

Guan Hai had already taken off his thick-backed sword, like a storm half swept through the Xianbei camp, and three heads flew into the sky. Before the reaction of these Xianbei people who were stunned by the sudden blow, six soldiers had already come to kill and kill the remaining Xianbei soldiers in an instant. Just a gathering, all the Xianbei people present were killed, leaving only the woman holding a short blade in her hand, staring at Guan Hai and others with vigilance.

The sense of crisis these people brought to her was stronger than the previous Xianbei elites.

Guan Hai turned over and got off the horse, hung the sword on the back of the horse, looked at the woman, and said in a muffled voice: "Girl, my lord wants to see you."

The woman did not answer, but just stared at Guan Hai vigilantly.

Guan Hai frowned slightly when he saw this and said it again in the bad Xianbei words, but the woman was still looking at him with a vigilant look on her face.

"Let's go back." Ye Zhao had already brought Qiu Chi to the horse at this moment, looked down at the woman, waved his hand and said, "Girl, get up and talk, we have no malice."

The woman was still indifferent and stared at Ye Zhao coldly.

"Master, she doesn't seem to understand our words, even the Central Plains and Xianbei words." Guan Hai came to Ye Zhao and whispered.

Ye Zhao looked down at the woman. On the face that was supposed to be pretty, a scar that ran through the entire cheek from the corner of his left eyebrow to the right side of his chin completely destroyed the cheek that should have been beautiful. The scars should have been a while ago. Because of the lack of timely treatment, the originally pretty cheeks looked particularly ferocious. The clothes on his body could no longer be covered, but the exposed skin could not attract the eyes of any man. The rolled wounds and the crisscrossing scars were shocking. Just looking at it, it was hard to imagine what happened to this woman. However, the stubbornness and desire for life revealed in his eyes made Ye Zhao feel familiar.

He turned over and dismounted, took off the cloak from his body, and walked towards the woman.

"Huh~"

The woman suddenly moved her figure, and the short blade in her hand pierced at Ye Zhao fiercely.

The distance was too close. Even though Guan Hai and others were always alert to the woman's actions, the time she chose was too good. It was the moment when Ye Zhao approached her. Guan Hai and others could not help at all, so they could only watch the woman pounce on Ye Zhao.

The cold short blade was pinched by Ye Zhao and put the cloak on the woman's shoulder as if nothing had happened. In the woman's puzzled gaze, Ye Zhao smiled and said, "Your injuries can't last long. Go back with me. There is the best doctor in Macheng who can help you deal with the wounds, and there is also a wealth of food there."

The woman stared at Ye Zhao in a daze, not knowing whether she understood it or not. Ye Zhao ignored it, turned her head and looked at Guan Hai and said, "Do you have any survivors?"

"Leave one." Guan Hai nodded.

"Take him here."

"Here!"

Two guards brought a Xianbei soldier who had been penetrated by sharp arrows to Ye Zhao.

"You are not from the Sang Gan tribe. They don't have such elite troops. Who are you?" Ye Zhao looked at the Xianbei warrior and spoke fluent Xianbei words. He had discovered something wrong before. Although his outfit was similar to that of the Sang Gan tribe, the toughness of these people was definitely not something that the scattered soldiers and raiders in small tribes like the Sang Gan tribe could have.

"We are from the royal court!" Although the Xianbei warrior was injured, he stared at Ye Zhao fiercely, without any fear.

"Wang Ting?" Ye Zhao raised his eyebrows when he heard this, pointed to the woman and said, "Why do you want to chase her?"

"She assassinated three royal ding-headed men in succession."

Ye Zhao nodded, did not continue to ask, and waved his hand.

"Puff~" An escort drew his sword and wiped his neck cleanly.

"Lord, this should be the Xianbei royal court, we..." Qiu Chi said hesitantly. Since Tan Shihuai's death, the Xianbei divided into three tribes. The strength of the royal court has long lived up to the strength of Tan Shihuai's period, but the lean camel is bigger than a horse. According to information from all parties, even now, the Xianbei royal court still has dozens of tribes with a population of nearly 200,000. The tribes on the grassland can be called soldiers. If this matter is not handled well, it is not as simple as killing a few small tribe leaders before. It is likely to become a diplomatic diplomatic problem. The consequences are very serious and it is definitely not something that a small horse city can bear.

"Treat it clean." Ye Zhao turned his head and looked at Guan Haidao.

"Here!"

Looking at Qiu Chi with an anxious look on his face, Ye Zhao smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. Let's not talk about whether he can find it. Even if it is found, do you think the current Xianbei royal court has the courage to go to war with the great man?"

On the grassland, the strong are respected, and the orthodox concept is not strong. The Wang Ting has become the mountain. Even the Danhan Mountain has become the sphere of influence of Macheng. Ye Zhao has established 18 passes in Macheng in the past two years, so that if he turns against these Xianbei people in the future, it will be enough to resist their attack.

"Let's go." Ye Zhao waved his hand and signaled that Qiu Chi didn't have to say more. Even if he really came, Ye Zhao would have the confidence to block them. Just in time, he would make another great contribution before leaving. At that time, he would really jump into the sight of the big men in the court.

"Here!"

The group quickly cleared out the traces on these Xianbei people and took back the arrow clusters. As for the corpses, they did not go to clean them up. At night, the wild wolves everywhere on the grassland would be happy to help them.

He left a war horse for the woman, but Ye Zhao did not persuade him and took everyone back to the direction of Horse City.
Chapter completed!