"Are you guys okay?"

After pulling up the visor on his helmet and rubbing the blood on the sword in his hand on the Tatar corpse in front of him, Wang Bing sheathed the sword and asked loudly to everyone.

"It's okay. If we can't deal with the Tartars who don't even have a few leather armors, wouldn't our good equipment be in vain? Hahahaha!"

In less than a quarter of an hour, under the charge of the well-equipped "horse thieves" of the Yulin Guards, except for the loss of more than a dozen horses, the Yulin Guards did not lose anyone, and the most they suffered were some flesh wounds. And in

On this prairie, do a few war horses really matter?

"Lao San, what should we do next?"

After taking care of the young and strong main force of this small tribe, they looked at the frightened old, weak, women and children in the camp. However, Qi Panzong and others all looked at Wang Bing, the leader of the 'horse thief'.

"Let's go in and take a look first!"

Although he pretends to be a horse thief, Wang Bing is not a real horse thief after all, but he is unable to kill innocent people.

"Old Li, tell them that we are only seeking money. As long as they don't resist, their lives will be safe!" Wang Bing rode his horse to the largest tent in the camp, and Wang Bing immediately said to Li Zunzu.

"Third brother, how do you deal with these wolf cubs? The rules on the grassland..."

After hearing Wang Bing's order and looking at the Tatar boys who were about a few years older than himself and others, Li Zunzu couldn't help but hesitate.

"Just do as I say, and as long as they don't resist, spare their lives!" Wang Bing, who knew Li Zunzu's intention, just pondered for a moment, and then ordered in a deep voice again.

There is no way, after all, they are not real horse thieves, they are souls from later generations, but Wang Bing cannot give the order to "kill all those who are higher than the wheel".

"Buzagra drink..."

Although he was a little reluctant, even though he was now wearing the skin of a horse thief, military orders were military orders. Therefore, Li Zunzu could only follow Wang Bing's order and announced Wang Bing's order in Tatar.

"Hula!"

Just when Li Zunzu announced to these people in Tatar language Wang Bing's order that he was "just asking for money," a 13- or 14-year-old Tatar boy suddenly yelled and took out a meat-cutting knife from his body.

The dagger rushed towards Wang Bing.

"Seeking death!" With a roar, there was a flash of the knife, and the little Tatar holding the flesh-cutting dagger was slashed to the ground by a Yulin guard. He only twitched slightly for a few times and then stopped moving.

"Quotegeer, Quitegeer!"

As the little Tatar was chopped to the ground with a knife, these old and weak Tatar women and children were no different from the Han people they had bullied. While trembling, they could only whisper angrily with a trembling voice.

He just scolded me, but he didn't dare to make any real resistance.

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"Everyone, please be quick and take away whatever the horses can carry away. You can take care of the rest by yourself!"

Although Wang Bing also wants to "not take advantage of the masses," the problem is that he is a thief now. What's more, these are not his own people. It is already very rare for them to be able to do it without killing innocent people indiscriminately.

You must know that if the border troops set fire to the wasteland in this situation, no one from this small tribe would survive.

"I would like to ask this great king, are you...are you Han?"

Just when Wang Bing was directing all the Yulins to 'pack', a squeaking sound came out, and there were only a dozen half-sized men who were about the same age as Wang Bing and others, but were obviously much thinner.

But Zi appeared out of nowhere and looked at them expectantly and asked.

"Are you the Han Chinese who were taken captive?"

Looking at these half-grown men with wooden shackles on their feet, Wang Bing, who was still a little bit resentful about ordering the capture of these Tatars, could not help but feel relieved suddenly.

"We were all kidnapped by the Tatars from Datong, Shanxi and Xuanfu. I hope the king will take us with him. We can also ride horses and... we can also kill people!" After hearing Wang Bing's pure Chinese, Ten

Several thin and half-grown men suddenly couldn't help but get excited.

It turned out that when Wang Bing and his team of 'horse thieves' attacked the camp and the Tatars were in panic, these young slaves were planning to take advantage of the chaos to escape. However, they did not expect to hear Wang Bing and others midway.

In Chinese, I finally had the courage to come out and ask.

"Oh? You are quite courageous. Aren't you afraid that we will kill you too? Hehe!" Wang Bing couldn't help but smile as he looked at these thin and courageous young men.

"It's a gamble, it's better to die anyway than to be slowly tortured to death by these Tatars!"

Looking at the Tatars who were being detained by Wang Bing and others, the eyes of these dozen teenagers burst out with extremely hatred.

"You're quite brave! Open the shackles for them, these people want it, haha!"

Seeing these children of the Han family who were tortured to a state of disgrace, and thinking of the legendary experience of the 'Master Ma' of Xuanfu, Wang Bing couldn't help but feel a move in his heart at this moment, and was ready to take these people into the Yulin.

"By the way, are there any other Han Chinese who were plundered, or your family members?"

When the shackles of these young men were opened, Wang Bing suddenly remembered and asked.

"No, the family members who were kidnapped with us have long been tortured to death by these Tatars, and now there are only a dozen of us left!" Hearing Wang Bing's question, the hatred in the eyes of this group of teenagers

His anger couldn't help but become more intense.

"What, there are only a dozen of you left?"

Upon hearing this answer, Wang Bing couldn't help but feel furious, wishing he could immediately take back the order he had given earlier.

"Your Majesty, can you give us a horse and a knife? We can also ride horses and fight...kill people!"

Just when Wang Bing was furious, these teenagers asked Wang Bing for horses and weapons.

"Old man, let them choose the bows, arrows and scimitars we captured!" Without any hesitation, Wang Bing immediately let these young men choose their own weapons and horses.

"Your Majesty, what should I do with these cattle and sheep?"

After obtaining weapons and horses, these dozen slave boys immediately set their sights on the Tatars' cattle and sheep.

"What, you want to bring these cattle and sheep with you? No, no, it will slow down our movement!"

Although he also wanted to take away these cattle and sheep, but thinking that he only had these 100 people, Wang Bing finally shook his head and gave up this tempting plan.

"Your Majesty, why don't you leave these cattle and sheep to us? Don't worry, Your Majesty, we will never let these cattle and sheep slow down Your Majesty's footsteps, hehe!"

Hearing that Wang Bing was worried that the herd of cattle and sheep would affect the speed of travel, the oldest boy in the group couldn't help but smile and proactively asked Wang Bing for a task.
Chapter completed!