Nan Yanxi laughed, jumped off the horse, put her hands behind her back, and walked slowly over.
"Too much bullying? I didn't expect His Highness the little prince to be so innocent!"
"Hmph, this is called aboveboard!" Battelle snorted coldly: "We men on the grassland are aboveboard!"
"Of course you despicable Central Plains people won't understand."
As he said that, he shook his head in a pretentious manner: "What a pity, the Wolf of the Steppe back then, the majestic Kitahara Qionobu."
"Recently, I have become a lackey of the Central Plains people!"
Hearing this, Nan Yanxi waved her hands indifferently and sneered: "It seems that the little prince is not only innocent, but also very forgetful."
"Has the little prince forgotten how your Bari tribe secretly suppressed other tribes tomorrow?"
"The majestic Qiaonuo tribe has been squeezed into such a state by you that it almost caused annihilation!"
"Your Highness is still licking his face and talking about being aboveboard? Don't you think it's ridiculous?"
"you!"
When Battle heard this, he was furious. He pointed at Nan Yanxi and said angrily: "You Central Plains people are so cunning and full of nonsense!"
"It's better to show off the power of words than to have fun."
After saying that, he turned around and grabbed a scimitar from the guard's hand: "Do you dare to duel with me like a man?"
"If this prince wins, you let us go! How about that?"
"It's a boring game, very childish!"
Nan Yanxi said disdainfully: "Originally... I have big things to do tonight, so I shouldn't be here with you to show off for a while!"
"But thinking about it, it won't take me long, so I'll promise you."
"If you win, what if I let you go?"
"But...what if you lose?"
Battle grinned sternly: "Losing? This prince never thought he would lose!"
After saying that, he exploded in an instant, raised the scimitar in his hand, and rushed towards Nan Yanxi at an extremely terrifying speed.
He shouted: "Suffer death!"
"Snapped...!"
There was a loud noise, and Battelle stood there in confusion.
Nan Yanxi, who was very close at hand, was holding a short black stick-like object in his hand, emitting a trace of white smoke.
Barter slowly lowered his head, and there was a horrifyingly large hole on his left chest, as thick as his thumb, and some green smoke was coming out.
After the wound was numbed for a short time, a terrible pain instantly penetrated the entire chest and back.
A strong feeling of powerlessness suddenly spread throughout his body.
"You...you tricked...again..."
After roaring with difficulty, the little prince Battle's strong body suddenly fell to the ground, his eyes no longer lifeless.
"little Prince..."
"Your Highness..."
A direct descendant rushed over behind him, calling him in pain.
Nan Yanxi smiled coldly, raised the gun, and slowly blew out the smoke from the barrel.
He said disdainfully: "What age are we in, and you still learn to play duel like others? Stick!"
Then he turned around and ordered to the soldiers: "Leave no one alive!"
"yes!"
A burst of gunfire, as dense as raindrops, instantly resounded across the grassland.
Nan Yanxi knows very well that if you cut the grass without eradicating the root, it will grow again when the spring breeze blows.
These people are all nobles and high-ranking officials and generals of the Bari tribe. If any of them get out alive, they will be a big trouble in the future.
Although he couldn't bear it, he still gave the order ruthlessly.
After a burst of intensive gunfire, the senior officials of the Bari tribe who had just been immersed in the joy of the festival all stopped breathing.
Nan Yanxi did not dare to be careless and left a team of two thousand people to check again.
Be careful not to let any fish slip through the net.
Nan Yanxi himself led the 30,000 soldiers and horses towards the northwest.
Nan Yanxi knew very well that the raid on the Bari tribe's Wangzhai did not actually encounter much resistance.
After all, the people of Beiyuan are already loose, and there are only about 20,000 guards stationed in Wangzhai.
And because they had never seen artillery, they knelt straight on the ground and were bombarded by artillery rounds several times.
Only then was he easily captured.
As for this holiday gathering, although more than 80% of the officials gathered here.
But there are also some generals who choose to stay in the army in order to protect themselves from sudden crises.
For example, the leader of the White Tiger Army, the direct descendant of the Bari tribe and the most elite unit, Mo Riga!
This person is exactly the sinister middle-aged man who accompanied Battelle to Qiaonuo Department to propose marriage last time.
Although Mo Riga was a civil servant, he was deeply loved by the White Tiger Army because of his vicious and fierce fighting methods.
In this battle against the Bari tribe, destroying Wangzhai was only half the battle.
Only by killing these 50,000 elite White Tiger troops can we be considered a complete victory.
During this raid, Nan Yanxi and Ye Zhiyu soldiers split into two groups.
Nan Yanxi brought 30,000 cavalry and a small number of light cavalry artillery to raid Wangzhai.
Ye Zhiyu is leading the remaining 10,000 cavalry and 40,000 infantry.
Together with the 30,000 new troops improvised by the Qionuo tribe, they raided the White Tiger Army camp.
However, if you want to carry out a surprise attack on the grassland, infantry is really useless.
Now that the battle on our side is over, it would be great if the infantry on the other side can arrive.
Once a fight breaks out, it's actually only 40,000 versus 50,000.
Therefore, Ye Zhiyu formulated relevant tactics.
Let the army set up an ambush on the only way from the White Tiger Army station to Wangzhai.
After Wangzhai was attacked, it didn't matter whether anyone rushed out to report the news.
The monstrous fire and loud noise of the bombardment of Wangzhai will inevitably attract the attention of the White Tiger Army.
All you need to do is set an ambush on the road you must pass and wait for the fish to take the bait.
And Nan Yanxi's mission is to complete the raid on Wangzhai.
Lead the cavalry of the headquarters to raid the empty White Tiger Army garrison as quickly as possible, striving to catch them all.
Just defeat the senior officials of the Great Khan of the Bari tribe and one of his direct line troops.
The entire royal court was almost in the hands of Qiao Nuo.
...
At this time, the leader of the White Tiger Army, Mo Riga, was leading the way.
Leading the 40,000 elite White Tiger Army, they hurried towards the direction of Wangzhai.
Originally, the Great Khan had invited him to such a grand gathering today, but Mozhiga had been feeling uneasy for some unknown reason today.
For the sake of safety, he declined the invitation of the Great Khan of Bari tribe and stayed in the army to provide support.
After nightfall, Moriga and several senior generals were just about to have a banquet to celebrate on their own.
But he didn't expect that there were sudden rumbling sounds from Wangzhai, just like rolling spring thunder.
Everyone was just about to wonder why the rain came so early this year.
The night sky at Wangzhai was gradually illuminated by the raging fire.
Looking around, it is a bright red, like the sunset in late autumn.
Mozhi Ga suddenly felt bad. After all, about this incident, most of the high-ranking officials from the royal court were gathering there.
The Great Khan and the little prince are also here, so nothing can go wrong.
Anxiously, he quickly mobilized 90% of the elite troops and rushed towards Wangzhai, leaving only 10,000 people behind to guard the military camp.
The 40,000-strong White Tiger Army of the Bari tribe ran mightily on the dark grassland.
Mo Riga urged the horses under the seat to look up and see that as long as they passed a few gravel mountains in front, they would be there soon.
In the past, when marching, we would be wary of people like Mo Riga and would send out scouts to investigate.
But today was a grand gathering in Beiyuan. With the fire, everyone subconsciously felt that something might have gone missing.
As for the rumbling sound, although it was strange, I didn't expect it to be an enemy attack.
After all, it is a grand event in the North Plains, and every tribe will hold pious prayers and grand gatherings at this time.
There shouldn't be anyone who would be so bold as to raid the royal court.
After all, the Northern Plains Royal Court is located in the heart of the prairie. If the Central Plains Dynasty wanted to attack the Royal Court, it would have to pass through the territories of other tribes anyway.
By then, Wang Ting had already received the news.
Moreover, other small tribes don’t have the strength to rebel if they want to?
In this battle with Daxia, under Mozhiga's advice, although it was a disastrous defeat, the casualties were almost all from other tribes.
The Bari tribe suffered little loss in strength.
And the Qiaonuo tribe that did not participate was like a crumbling sunset, so what strength and courage did they have to rebel?
Therefore, although he felt something bad in his heart, Mozhijia just thought that he might have lost his temper.
After all, in this dry grassland, water leakage is normal.
Villages and houses built of animal skins, felt, coarse cloth, and wood are inherently afraid of fire.
It was always Dahan and the others who drank too much, causing the mistake.
Thinking of this, Mo Riga became even more anxious and hurriedly urged his soldiers to advance at full speed.
The safety of the Great Khan, the little prince, and all the officials must be ensured.
After all, the grassland election meeting is right in front of us, but we must not make any mistakes!