HLnovel Chapter 596: Sealing the Wolf at Lair (Part 2)
Chapter 596: Sealing the Wolf at Lair (Part 2)
The horse is a good one, but it looks a little fat.
I think it's because King Kuntu hasn't been to the battlefield for a long time. Although the horse is well fed, it lacks exercise, so it has become fat.
But it doesn't matter. Just take it to exercise well and lose the fat, and it will be a handsome BMW again.
The horse is snow-white all over, which is in line with Yue Yun's temperament.
Although he lost a good horse that was in tune with his heart, he gained a peerless BMW, which can be considered a blessing in disguise.
Thinking of this, Li Leshi stepped forward and held the white horse, ready to speak to comfort Yue Yun.
Just then, a noise came from far away.
"Get out of the way, get out of the way! Everyone, get out of the way!"
"General, General! We caught a big fish, a real big fish! Hahaha!"
The three of them looked back at the same time and saw a Fengtian Army captain, with a group of wolf-like cavalry, roughly pushing seven or eight Hu people with their hands tied behind their backs towards them.
The clothing of these people was completely different from that of ordinary Northern Hu captives. They were all wrapped in high-quality fur coats, with shiny and smooth fur, which was obviously very expensive.
Even though he was in a miserable state at the moment, his aura of having been a leader for a long time was hard to conceal.
Compared with the ordinary herdsmen captives around him who were ragged, pale and skinny, he stood out like a crane among chickens.
The captain grinned and kicked the slightly fat old man in the knee, making him kneel down on the frozen ground in front of Yue Yun.
"General, look!" the lieutenant pointed at the trembling Dayu kneeling in a row on the ground and said in a loud voice, "These old guys were hiding in a sheltered valley west of the battlefield and were found by our brothers who were cleaning up the battlefield!"
"At first he pretended to be dumb, but after being confronted by some of our old brothers in the Criminal Camp, he confessed everything."
He kicked the old man with the sable hair and said, "This old fat man is the Khan of the Wuliang tribe!"
He then pointed to a burly man next to him with a fierce look in his eyes that could hardly conceal his fear: "That's the leader of the Kerait tribe!"
Then he pointed at a middle-aged man with a sinister face and said, "This one is even more remarkable. He is the Khan of the Mieqi tribe. His strength is second only to the Kuntu tribe that we just destroyed!"
"and this......"
The captain knew them all like the back of his hand, and every time he announced a name, it would draw a low exclamation from the surrounding Fengtian Army soldiers.
Each of these names represents a powerful tribe that dominates the grassland.
But at this moment, they were tied together like lambs to be slaughtered, and surrendered under the hooves of the Fengtian Army!
"General," Li Leshi said, leaning forward. "I just questioned a few small leaders. It turns out that today, the leaders of all the northern Hu tribes have gathered at the foot of Wolf Mountain. They're about to hold a meeting to discuss... how to mobilize their armies to encircle and suppress our isolated force that has penetrated deep into the grasslands!"
He paused, a trace of fear on his face:
"It's said that the leaders of the various tribes had gathered near the royal court that morning. But around noon, a fierce white-hair wind blew up, sending snow flying everywhere, and no one could be seen on the other side!"
"The leaders of each tribe could only seek shelter on the other side of the mountain and wait for the wind and snow to subside before resuming their meeting. The result was..."
Li Leshi didn't continue speaking, but there was a look of regret on his face.
As a result, they encountered this sudden attack that was like a divine army sent from heaven. The royal army was defeated in an instant and King Kuntu was killed in the battle.
These leaders of various tribes who were waiting for the meeting were easily captured by the Fengtian Army like turtles in a jar and became prisoners.
This is simply...God's will!
The Fengtian Army soldiers who heard the explanation all took a deep breath, and then their eyes burst into ecstasy.
In this battle, all the top tribal leaders on the Beihu grassland were wiped out in one fell swoop.
His Highness has always been clear about rewards and punishments, and is generous enough.
This kind of record is enough for everyone to win three levels in a row and have no worries about food and clothing.
The khans kneeling on the ground could no longer hold on and cried out in stiff Chinese:
"General, please spare my life, please spare my life! I am willing to surrender and serve my country. I am willing to offer all the cattle, sheep, women, and pastures of my tribe! I only beg for mercy, General, and spare my life!"
"General, the Kerait tribe surrenders and will remain forever loyal to us. We will never dare to rebel!"
There was even one person whose crotch was wet and emitting an unpleasant stench. It was obvious that he had become incontinent due to fear.
But he was lying on the ground like mud, repeating unconsciously:
"Khan...respect the general as Khan, respect the general as Khan..."
"Bastard!" Yue Yun shouted suddenly, like a thunderclap.
"I am a general under the king's command. How can I allow you barbarian chiefs to speak nonsense about superiority? If you dare to speak nonsense again, I will kill you immediately!"
"Ah!" The incontinent leader was so frightened that his whole body convulsed, his eyes rolled back, and he fainted.
The other leaders were even more silent, trembling like leaves in the wind, and dared not mention the word "Khan" anymore. They just kowtowed and begged for mercy.
Yue Yun snorted coldly, no longer looking at these ugly grassland leaders, and said to the captain, "Take them away and keep them under strict supervision. If they make any unusual movements, they will be killed without mercy!"
"Order!"
The captain laughed grimly and led his soldiers to drag the tribal leaders away like dead dogs.
Who knows how many "Ministers of Justice" are hiding among these soldiers. I'm afraid these Khans will suffer.
The battlefield was cleared and the spoils piled up like mountains.
Not to mention the cattle, horses, and vehicles, the clothes, tents, gold, silver, and other valuables alone were piled up into a mountain.
The bodies of the fallen Fengtian Army soldiers were carefully collected, wrapped in white cloth, and waited to be returned home.
The injured also received initial treatment. Although the soldiers were still tired, their morale was high. They all turned their eyes to their commander and the Wolf Mountain in the distance, which looked even more majestic and isolated in the twilight.
Yue Yun jumped onto his horse, his blood-red cloak fluttering in the rising cold wind.
"My fellow countrymen, follow me to the Holy Mountain to pay tribute to the heroic souls!"
"set off!"
There was no cheering, only heavier breathing.
Thousands of Fengguo cavalrymen, like a silent black dragon, led by Yue Yun, escorted the newly captured Hu leaders, walking slowly towards the Wolf Mountain on the land soaked in blood and frozen by the cold wind.
The mountain road is rugged and steep, covered with thick snow and ice.
The warhorses had difficulty moving forward, slipping from time to time. The biting mountain wind blew like a knife, stirring up snow foam and whipping their faces painfully.
But none of the soldiers complained; instead, they were all in high spirits and had high morale.
Yue Yun took the lead and led the way.
Li Leshi commanded the team from behind to ensure that no one was left behind.
Jitaihan was in charge of guarding the prisoners. He would swing the mace in his hand over the prisoners' heads from time to time, scaring the Northern Hu Khans so much that they turned pale and struggled to climb in the snow, taking one deep step and one shallow step, in great pain.
Looking at the mountain peak that was getting closer and closer, and then looking at the Fengguo black cavalry marching silently and murderously in front of them, fear was like a cold poisonous snake, winding tighter and tighter in their hearts.
The leaders had a vague idea of what the Fengtian Army was going to do, but that guess made them dare not think too much about it.
Finally, before dusk completely engulfed the earth, the Fengtian Army reached the top of Langjuxu Mountain.
It is relatively open here and the wind is even stronger. Looking out into the distance, you can see the vast snow-covered grassland.
In the center of the mountain stands a simple altar made of rocks.
Around the altar, there are some stone pillars and prayer flags carved with ferocious wolf heads, which flutter in the strong wind, making a whimpering sound.
Yue Yun understood that this was the place where the Northern Hu people communicated with heaven and earth and worshiped the wolf god.
The Fengtian Army soldiers quickly stood in silence around the altar. The atmosphere was solemn and dignified, with only the whistling sound of the wind.
Yue Yun dismounted and strode to the altar.
Several soldiers roughly pushed the khans to the foot of the altar and forced them to kneel on the cold snow.
Yue Yun turned around, took off the head of King Kuntu from his waist, and threw it on the altar.
He then slowly drew the sword from his waist.
Zheng——
The harsh sound of metal friction suddenly rang out, which was particularly shocking on the silent mountain top.
The captives kneeling on the ground turned pale in an instant.
The leaders widened their eyes in horror as they looked at Yue Yun's cold profile. A thought that frightened them to death instantly seized their minds.
Altar, sword...sacrifice?
Could it be that... these people still have the custom of human sacrifice?
"No——" Wuliang King collapsed. "General, please spare my life, spare my life! Don't kill me, don't use me as a sacrifice to the heaven, I am willing to do anything!"
The others were so frightened that they were incoherent. Several of them kowtowed desperately, as if they were competing to see who could kowtow louder.
The blood on his forehead mixed with the snow and covered his face, making him look very miserable.
Yue Yun's cold eyes slowly swept over the ugly people on the ground.
"Sacrifice to Heaven?" Yue Yun's voice was low. "Use your blood to pay tribute to the heroic souls of our country's fallen soldiers?"
"That's a good idea."
"Gah-"
Someone's eyes rolled back and he fainted.
"However..." Yue Yun suddenly changed the subject, "God is merciful and kind, and His Majesty the Prince is even more benevolent. If you truly submit, I may grant you a chance to live."
A way out!
These two words were like the sound of nature, instantly stopping everyone's crying, as if they had grabbed the last straw.
"We surrender sincerely and have no second thoughts!" Several people shouted in unison, shouting at the top of their lungs.
Yue Yun raised a cold arc at the corner of his mouth, and slowly walked in front of them, looking down at them:
"You barbarians have always been unfaithful. You surrender today and rebel tomorrow, just like every day."
"How can a mere verbal submission earn the trust of Heaven? How can it earn the trust of our country?"
The hearts of King Wuliang and others tightened, and the hope that had just risen was overshadowed again.
"If you wish to survive, if you wish to preserve your entire clan's bloodline, from today onwards, all the Northern Hu tribes must forever submit to the Feng Kingdom and serve His Majesty the King as their master!"
"Put aside your ridiculous title of 'Khan'. How can a mere barbarian king title be worthy of His Majesty the King of Feng?"
Yue Yun looked over coldly and said word by word:
"Your Majesty, you are the Khan of this grassland!"