Chapter 271 Blood Casting General

Guan Yu rode a horse with a knife, and behind him was a thousand silent Yan Yun riding horses. The full moon machete was their sharpest minions. As time went by, they were about to start the blood of that year again, and their blood had already boiled!

Guan Yu did not wear a mask, looked cold and cold, as if he were a killing god.

"General, there is the enemy tribe camp ahead!"

Pointing to the scattered white warm tent in the distance, an Yanyun horse centurion said.

Guan Yu's expression moved, and a pair of phoenix eyes narrowed into the distance. He knew that with his own order, the rolling iron flow would instantly break the area, blood flowing into a river, and there was no grass left.

Building contributions is today, Guan Yu shouted with a round of Qinglong Yanyue knife!

"Kill!"

Then he rode the dust and ran out first. The soldiers behind him were already ready to go, holding the full moon machete high and attacking the distance like death.

However, the small grassland tribe does not know that a group of death is approaching. They are very happy because this year's pasture is sufficient, the cattle and sheep are very fat, and several small warriors have been added to the clan. They believe that this winter will be better.

In the long tent of the tribe, there are many people, and they are about to retreat north, because their great leader Suli has ordered all the people to go south to plunder the border, and the great fresh and humble warriors are going to go on an expedition, and they all know the rich people in the Central Plains.

I heard from the clan that the women in the Central Plains are very watery, more fascinating than these women on the grassland. The food in the Central Plains is also more delicious, and the wealth of the Central Plains people. They always want to take it for themselves.

"Pear, how many goods do you think the warriors of our tribe can get when they go to the Central Plains this time?"

The excited Xianbei people were very excited from the time they heard that Xianbei was going to send troops to the Central Plains. For many years, they have not sent troops to plunder the border. It is said that they are all caused by the damn grassland messengers. They are so horrible that they are not afraid of the great Xianbei, and even kill the royal court. Thinking about it, they are afraid of life.

But this time the great Xianbei people are about to set foot on the rich land of the Central Plains, and Lord Suli also said that this time it is possible to get the land and slaves of the Central Plains, as well as beautiful Han women.

"Lord Suli will not treat us badly. As long as the warriors return to the tribe and make contributions, they can get a lot of goods!"

"That's right, Lord Suli has always been fair. Thinking about the watery appearance of Han women, I feel itching in my heart. If it hadn't been for the broken leg, I would have gone to the Central Plains to abduction of several Han women!"

After saying that, the humble man grabbed the woman holding the horse's milk wine beside him, took off his clothes and began to collide unscrupulously. Although the woman screamed, everyone could hear it. She was excited and everyone didn't think so. It was a common thing.

Grassland people do not have as many etiquette as the Han people in the Central Plains. They can do whatever they want anytime and anywhere, just like beasts.

After a while, everyone saw the man take a deep breath, and then patted the woman and drank a sip of wine, which seemed to be extremely happy, but he found the smiles of others and blushed a little.

"Hahaha, Samba, I can't do it so soon. I still want Han women, I can't!"

I only heard someone laughing and laughing, which made Samba blush.

"Well, I'm in a bad mood today. When there is a Han woman, my samba will show you how powerful I am!"

Everyone laughed and didn't care.

"The people are all ready. We should return to the tribe as soon as possible. The great events of the great leader of Suli cannot be lost. If our horses want to contribute, the warriors must also go to the Central Plains to kill the enemy. If you want Han women, it depends on your ability!"

The tribal patriarch laughed, tore the mutton in his hand, ** with the godless woman in his arms, and everyone's eyes were straight, because the Han woman in the patriarch's arms was the only Han woman in their tribe, much more beautiful than their women, which was also rewarded by the patriarch.

Ignoring the eye heat of the clan, he couldn't stand the heat all over his whole body. He just saw Samba's performance. He wanted to tell everyone that he was very strong and no longer hesitated. He tore open the skirt of the Han woman in his arms and** it fiercely to vent the evil fire in his heart. The Han woman had already been like a walking corpse for a long time without any spirit. Color.

In the big tent, everyone laughed. People who ate wine and meat ate meat. Hearing the hum in their ears, many people couldn't stand it. There were women who served around them. They grabbed them casually like beasts. The account was chaotic and disgusting.

Some people in Xianbei heard the sound of horses' hoofs and couldn't help but look at it doubtfully. They saw cavalry rolling in and grass crumbs flying in the sky. Many Xianbei knew that the great leader of Suli was going to attack the Central Plains. They thought that this was only the warrior of Lord Suli. Many people immediately took out the horse milk wine at home and prepared the freshly roasted beef and mutton to entertain the warriors. .

But they suddenly saw the bloody flag, and the nightmare suddenly came!

The grassland messenger is coming!

Their trembling hearts suddenly stopped. The grassland people will not forget the blood color, let alone the blood torrent that is getting closer and closer. It can't be wrong. That is the nightmare of the grassland people.

"Run, the nightmare is coming!"

"The devil is coming, run!"

"That's not our warrior, it's the devil!"

The camp of the Xianbei tribe suddenly exploded, and more and more people saw Yan Yunqi. They were full of fear and began to flee without any margin, and even forgot that they still had warrior guards.

At this time, Guan Yu had already raided with Yan Yun. Looking at the grassland people without any precautions, and even the chaotic camp, he was a little disdainful. Then Guan Yu Danfeng's eyes flashed away and shouted, "Kill, don't leave a living mouth!"

Boom!

Yan Yun's horse's hoof smashed the camp of the grassland people, and the full moon machete came like the wind, making it forbidden!

There is no one alive under their knives. The scattered grassland people were cut off before they could escape. Yan Yunqi, who rode the horse like the wind, could not resist. What's more, they had already messed up their feet for a long time, and the adults in the tribe were no longer here, and it was more chaotic.

I don't know how many people's blood Guan Yu's knife has drunk, but it is still bright. Except for the blood dripping from the tip of the knife, no one will know that countless people have been lost under this big knife.

"Crew through the camp and rush back and forth!"

Guan Yu held up the big knife and ordered loudly.

Yan Yun rode back and forth like the wind, and the full moon machete was extremely sharp. Many arrow-like cavalry teams chiseled through the Xianbei camp, divided their camp into several pieces, and rushed back and forth. The corpses crossed the grassland, and blood flowed on the grass.

The hiss of the war horses, the screams, crying and roars of the grassland people are mixed together, and the clouds in the sky have been shattered. There is only endless killing, endless blood, and people are falling on this grassland.

In the long account, the unscrupulous and shameless adults are still enjoying it. The various voices in the account are mixed and chaotic, so that they have not heard that there has been continuous killing outside the account. They do not know that their clan has been killed and injured countless times, especially enjoying the women in their arms.

Finally, someone rushed into the big tent and shouted at the scene in front of him, "No, the devil is coming!"

A huge roar made many people tremble, and then roared fiercely at the people who suddenly broke in, "Who told you to come in? Get out!" The tribal chief was the most angry. He was enjoying unparalleled recklessness and showing his strength to the clan, but he didn't expect that he was almost scared by the people who suddenly broke in. He couldn't help but be angry.

However, cautiously, he suddenly found blood stains on the people of the clan. He was excited and quickly dressed, stood up and asked, "What's going on? Why is it so noisy outside!"

The people who broke in were full of fear, with no blood on their faces, their eyes were full of endless fear, and their mouths kept repeating.

"It's the devil, they're coming!"

The people in the big tent were stunned, and then their faces changed greatly. The patriarch grabbed the people who broke in and shouted, "Tell me, who it is!" He couldn't believe his guess.

At this moment, a dark shadow suddenly flew into the big tent.

"Bang!"

The shadow fell to the ground, and everyone looked at the bodies of their own people. In an instant, everyone was jealous and roared loudly.

"Who is it!"

The screams outside the big tent continued, and the hiss of the horse shocked the world. Yan Yunqi had defeated the tribe with little effort. Their string controllers were chopped up by the back and forth Yan Yunqi before they could react.

Originally, the fiasco would not be so fast, and even being killed would not be so simple. Even Guan Yu was a little surprised that the grassland people were so vulnerable? Obviously not, Guan Yu walked into the warm tent.

But then he frowned, because he saw the scene of beasts, untidy women, the humble people, and even the disgusting nausea in the air.

But he suddenly saw a woman who was obviously different from Xianbei, Han!

Guan Yu's heart trembled, and others came out. His eyes were blind, and his clothes were gone as if the walking corpse woman was a Han woman, and at this time, the Han woman was actually ruined like this! The delicate body was full of tooth marks, and even the chest was bitten down, and blood was flowing. What made Guan Yu most angry was that the woman was motionless and seemed to be thoughtless and dull.

Guan Yu's hands unconsciously clenched, and the Qinglong Yanyue knife in his hand also seemed to roar angrily because of this unbearable scene, looking at the frightened cheeks and the dullness of the Han woman.

Guan Yu turned around and left without looking back, leaving only a cold word "kill"!

At this time, he remembered what Qin Feng said. These people on the grassland can't be regarded as human beings at all. They are all beasts. Only iron blood and war, and only knives and swords will let them know what people are!

Guan Yu finally saw the cruel methods of treating the Chinese people. Guan Yu may never forget the tragic Guan Yu on the Han woman. He is a general. He will gallop around the world in the future, and he will kill Qin Feng!

"Kill all of them, no one left!"

Guan Yu, who stride on the war horse, roared and galloped again. This time, his knife was more fierce, and his heart was more iron-blooded. He knew that the only blood was there was to treat these grassland people!