"Sima An must have wanted to use those five hundred sheep to trigger a fight among these slaves, so that our army could take advantage of the chaos and defeat these slaves..."
Bosile, the leader of the Jiejiao Cavalry, was thinking as he slowly rode his horse to a position about thirty feet away from the slaves.
Seeing this, the slaves became nervous.
Regardless of Sima An, there were only a few hundred riders on Bosile's side, while there were tens of thousands of slaves gathered here. But in fact, these tens of thousands of slaves gathered together did not dare to take the initiative to attack the opponent.
There is nothing that can be done about it, because in Sanchuan, knights are equal to warriors, and their status is much higher than that of the regular army of the Central Plains countries. They are equivalent to small nobles. Even civilians (tribal people) will be respectful and polite to knights, let alone
A lowly slave.
The domestication of the Wusu people has caused these slaves to have a kind of respect for the knights.
Therefore, as long as Sima An and Bosile do not order the forced killing of slaves and pursue the Wuxu tribe, I believe these slaves will be vigilant here until they are exhausted - many domesticated slaves have long been numb in their self-awareness and will only instinctively
He just obeys his master's orders and doesn't think about the problem.
At this time, five hundred sheep had been driven here. This scene made the tens of thousands of slaves look confused and longing.
Taking a deep breath, Bosile pointed to the five hundred sheep and shouted loudly: "General Sima An has ordered that these five hundred sheep be given to you. If you want them, just come forward and take them away."
After the words fell, tens of thousands of slaves fell silent and looked at each other.
Suddenly, a slave shouted loudly: "Don't be fooled, this is a trick of the Wei army. They will order an attack while we are looting!"
"..."
Bosile turned his head and glanced at the direction where the sound came from, but there was no hostility in his eyes.
The reason is very simple, because only slaves who have not been completely tamed as slaves can think about this issue rationally and calmly, while those slaves who have been tamed and whose minds are full of how to be loyal cannot think of this issue.
.
Bosile, who was born in the Jijiao tribe, knows this very well.
Therefore, he smiled and shouted at the other party: "Why not give it a try?... When my 50,000 cavalry troops arrive here one after another, it will be effortless to defeat you. Why not take away one or two sheep and escape before then?
What about this war? Don’t worry, our army has no time to pay attention to you. The main culprits we need to eradicate are the Wusu tribe!"
His words moved the hearts of those slaves who still had second thoughts.
To be fair, these slaves who have not yet been tamed by the Wusu tribe have no loyalty to the Wusu tribe at all. On the contrary, they only have unforgettable hatred. Therefore, they are not willing to fight for the Wusu tribe at all, including the slave who just shouted.
But in this case, why did the clever slave just now shout loudly to remind the slaves around him?
Because he was afraid of Sima An, the Wei cavalry of Bosile.
Although the grasslands do not have the same art of war and tactics as those in the Central Plains countries, the trick of "using sheep and wealth to trigger looting by the enemy and take the opportunity to defeat the enemy" is also common on the grasslands.
Therefore, those slaves who still have brains are worried that once they cause chaos due to looting, the Wei cavalry will take the opportunity to defeat them and kill them all.
But it cannot be denied that Bosile's last words made these slaves who still have brains feel a little moved.
The reason is simple, because in Sanchuan, sheep are both food and wealth, and can help a person survive on the vast grassland.
After waiting for about a stick of incense, a slave finally couldn't bear it anymore and rushed out. Under the eyes of the Wei cavalry and tens of thousands of other slaves, he tried to take away a few sheep.
It can be seen that under the eager gaze of hundreds of Wei cavalry, the slave was under great pressure and was in a hurry. Although he tried his best to take away as many sheep as possible, in the end, he just took them away.
Just two.
"Thank you, thank you."
After speaking vaguely to Bosile in the Shen language, the slave restrained his greed and ran away with the two sheep.
However, neither Sima An, Bosile, nor the hundreds of Wei cavalry turned a blind eye to this.
Seeing this scene, more and more slaves were moved, so that more than a thousand slaves rushed out at once and began to rob the sheep.
Since the number of people robbing the sheep was much greater than the sheep themselves, the more than a thousand slaves started fighting with each other.
The chaotic scene caused Bosile to drive his horse far back to avoid being implicated.
"Ha." Bosile secretly laughed in his heart, turned back to look at the expressionless Sima An, and secretly said in his heart: Is it time to take advantage of the chaos and attack?
However, to his surprise, Sima An showed no signs of movement.
Until the winner was determined among the more than a thousand slaves, the strong slaves fled with their flocks, while the weak ones were knocked to the ground, there was still no movement from Sima An.
"How come?"
Bosile felt that he couldn't understand it.
At this time, Sima An was seen riding his horse forward slowly, speaking to the slaves who fell on the ground in a relatively smooth Shen language: "Don't worry, this general will give you a chance to get sheep, and even,
It can also help you get rid of your status as slaves and join the Sichuan-Luo Alliance..."
"Really, really?" The slaves who fell on the ground were shocked. They struggled to get up and looked at Sima An uncertainly.
Since at this time, hundreds of slaves had fled here with 500 sheep, but Sima An and the cavalry had no intention of pursuing them, so they had some trust in Sima An's words.
After all, if it was really just a scam, Sima An could have ordered an attack while they were robbing the sheep, but he didn't.
"Give us another chance to get the sheep?"
"Can you still get rid of your slave status?"
"Allow us to join the Sichuan-Luo Alliance?"
Not only the hundreds of slaves who failed to rob the sheep were pleasantly surprised, but also the slaves who had not been completely tamed hidden among the tens of thousands of slaves were shocked.
At this time, Sima An raised his head and pointed to the west, and said sternly in a loud voice: "Pursue in this direction and kill the men in that direction. For every five men killed, I, Sima An, will reward you with a sheep. If you kill ten,
If you are a man, I will remove you from your status as a slave and allow you to join any tribe in the Sichuan-Luo Alliance...kill enough men and allow you to restore your original name."
After a pause, he took a deep breath and shouted loudly: "This is my, Sima An, promise to you!"
For more than ten breaths, the tens of thousands of slaves whispered, seeming to still have some doubts about the authenticity of Sima An's promise.
But Sima An's approach of "giving sheep to gain trust" just now has allowed these slaves to see Sima An's integrity.
Suddenly, tens of thousands of slaves broke into violent chaos. Thousands of slaves rushed out to the west desperately, shocking the numb slaves.
"Don't run away! Master ordered us to stay here!"
Several numb slaves tried to stand up to stop their companions, but were instantly killed by the slaves who had not yet been tamed.
This scene seemed to be a trigger, causing tens of thousands of slaves to start a scuffle with each other.
From the beginning to the end, Sima An just stood there with no expression on his face, watching quietly.
For about a moment, those numb slaves were unable to stop the slaves who had been incited by Sima An, and could only watch helplessly as those people poured into the west like a tide.
The only thing these people can do now is to continue to be vigilant here.
At this time, Sima An spoke again and continued to incite these slaves: "Just like the five hundred sheep, I, Sima An, have given you the opportunity, but some people can grasp it, and some people are timid.
Watching the opportunity missed... When your companions kill enough enemies, get rid of their status as slaves, and obtain the rewards of sheep and women, you will lose the second chance."
As a result, another group of people was incited by Sima An and left the team blocking the Wei army.
But even so, there are still nearly 20,000 slaves here.
"They are really a bunch of slaves who obey orders..."
Sima An frowned, and then, under Bosile's horrified gaze, he rode alone and slowly arrived in front of the slaves.
Seeing this, about a dozen slaves rushed towards Sima An, trying to kill the latter, but unfortunately, Sima An pulled out his sword and chopped down the slaves to the ground like a vegetable or a melon.
"Who do you think I am, general?" Sima An, who was covered in blood, looked around at the slaves with a blank expression, and actually frightened the slaves into retreating.
It's no wonder, after all, as a Wei general who had repeatedly caused genocide on the Sanchuan grassland, the evil name of "Sima An" had already spread throughout Sanchuan, and those Sichuan people who were enemies of the Wei State even regarded Sima An.
It is said that the land is like a ghost and god, so it is no wonder that these slaves are afraid.
"Listen!" Sima An, who was covered in blood, glanced at the slaves around him with cold eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Your original masters, the Wuxu Tribe, will soon become the dead souls of Sima An, and I will continue to slaughter and slaughter all of them.
The enemy standing in front of me... now,
I give you a chance to live and fight for me, Sima An! Follow my orders, take up arms, and pursue the Wusu tribe that is doomed to fail. If you obey my orders, as your new master, I will give you...
…Restore the rights you once had as human beings.”
After that, he raised his hand, pointed to the west, and shouted sternly: "Turn around and run to the west! Run! Run! For my Sima An, kill all the enemies in front!"
Hearing this, nearly 20,000 slaves nearby looked at each other in shock. They looked in shock at Sima An, who was as murderous as a ghost, and actually started running towards the west under the latter's urging.
"Quick! Quick! Block! Run, kill all the enemies in front, and fight for your new master!"
Under Sima An's inflammatory urging, more and more slaves turned and ran towards the west.
In fact, these slaves felt very confused at this moment, and they couldn't figure out why they obeyed Sima An's orders and just followed the flow of the clouds.
But after running for more than a hundred feet, the confusion in the hearts of these slaves was gradually replaced by a belief: Yes, we must serve our new master Sima An and slaughter the enemies in front of us.
At this moment, about twenty feet away from Sima An, Bosile watched in stunned silence as tens of thousands of slaves ran away, and then he looked at Sima An's back with disbelief.
What is this?
One person incited tens of thousands of slaves to rebel?
But after a while, Bosile gradually accepted the fact he witnessed.
Sichuan people respect the strong, and those slaves surrendered to Sima An, the god of death, from the bottom of their hearts. In addition to some verbal incitement tactics, the main reason is that Sima An, a man, has more courage than the Wusu tribe.
More powerful!
Bosile suddenly realized that he might have been overshadowed by the aura of Su Wang Zhao Hongrun, so that he never discovered that Wei general Sima An was actually a hero whose courage was not inferior to that of his adoptive father Bitatu.
At this time, Sima An had withdrawn his weapons, rode his horse slowly back to Bosile, and said in a deep voice: "Calculating the time, His Royal Highness King Su should have almost sent troops from Luocheng. In His Highness's army,
I believe that there will be troops from the Yi tribe such as White Sheep, Gray Sheep, and Qing Sheep. If the Yi tribe’s army arrives, whether to kill or release the Wuxu tribe will become an issue that affects the morale of the military... Therefore, in the presence of His Highness Prince Su,
Before the army arrives, you and I should solve this problem for His Highness..." After a pause, he said expressionlessly: "Slaughter the Wusu tribe for me!"
The murderous look on Sima An's face made Bosile feel shocked.
"I will obey your orders!" Bosile subconsciously accepted the order.
Immediately, he was in a trance: Originally, he only obeyed the orders of a certain King Su, so he obeyed the Wei general in front of him, but just now, he instinctively accepted the orders of the Wei general?
After taking a secret look at Sima An, he had to admit that this Wei general did have an inexplicable intimidating power.