General Liao screamed in horror, loosened the bowstring in his hand, and the arrow shot through Luo Dacheng's side--Luo Dacheng's movements were so fast that he had no time to change the direction of the arrow.

The sword shot violently and slashed hard on his iron armor. The iron armor on his left shoulder shattered in an instant, and the sharp sword slashed down quickly, slashing heavily into his shoulder, instantly torn apart flesh and blood, easily cutting off the left shoulder bone, slashed down along his chest, and slashed to his right waist, slashing his entire body and the iron armor into two pieces on the spot!

The black-faced Liao general's upper body slid down from the horse and fell heavily to the ground, screaming. However, his lower body was still riding on the horse, his legs tightly clamping the horse's belly with trembling legs, and he was unwilling to let go of it even if he died.

Blood spurted out from the broken mouth of the two pieces of body. The war horse he rode under his crotch was sprayed to his head and neck by blood. The hot blood in the cold wind made the war horse tremble, neighing in fear, strode, and stepping on the face of the Liao general, and fleeing desperately to the distance.

The Liao soldiers who saw this scene were trembling, fear and grief and anger surged into their hearts, making a large number of Liao soldiers turn red, their eyes wet, and their hands trembled so much that they couldn't hold the sword.

A shrill trembling roar came from their mouths at the same time. At least half of the Liao soldiers were roaring and roaring towards Luo Dacheng. At this time, Luo Dacheng was swinging his battle knife and chopping off the head of the loyal messenger.

Shen Wubao, who was standing in the caravan on horseback, was fighting with his legs. A stream of urine could not stop gushing out from between his legs, soaking his pants into a wetness and flowing all the way to the horse's back.

He has also experienced a fierce battle, but he has never seen such a fierce man. The lower body of the Liao general rushed past him just now, which scared him so much that the blood vessels on his head jumped and almost fainted. Although he knew that his life would probably be saved, the fear in his heart still made him almost unable to move.

His subordinates were almost the same as him. Anyone who could still stand was standing pale in the convoy, looking at the Han man who was letting go of the Liao soldiers with fear. He knew in his life that there would be such a fierce person in the world.

The strong wind surging, bringing a large amount of bloody smell. Most of the Liao soldiers who rushed to Luo Dacheng's side were chopped down with a fierce knife by him with a lightning speed. The speed was so fast that many Liao soldiers' swords were not enough to raise them. Even if they were raised, they had no chance to fall and chop them down on him.

The empty horses beside Luo Dacheng were more and more neighing, running away, but not far away. They just stood in the distance, surrounding the headless corpse of the master who fell from his back, and whine in confusion.

The corpses cannot escape from long legs, especially the chopped heads, which have accumulated more and more at Luo Dacheng's feet. He can kick four or five of them with one step. He has to move his position at any time and slash off the heads of the Liao soldiers in a more open place without hurting their armor.

When nearly a hundred heads were cut off, even the stupid Liao soldiers would not go forward to see their heads. They roared in terror, whipped the horse desperately, galloped towards the north. They only hoped to be able to leave this place far away and not have to see this fierce man like a god again.

But their wish could not be achieved in the end. When sharp arrows shot from behind and shot them fiercely off the horse, the Liao soldiers could only scream and twitch, sprinkling their blood on this large wilderness.

Luo Dacheng held the bow snatched from the Liao soldiers in his hand, carrying an arrow bag on his back and ran quickly. He sometimes chased to the Liao soldiers who were galloping wildly, and stabbed his lower abdomen with sharp arrows in his hand. Most of the time, he stood in the wilderness and shot his Liao soldiers in front, back, left and right one at a very close distance.

Even the Liao soldiers in the distance could not escape his sharp arrows. His long-range shooting skills have become very good under the guidance of two beautiful girls. In addition to today's actual combat, he believes that he can already go out.

When the Liao soldiers within the range were shot down one by one, he began to strode again, and even shot sharp arrows while running. Even if the first arrow was not accurate, he would be exploring and becoming more and more accurate. While running, he would shoot the Liao soldiers who were running away in front of him and take off.

The caravan guards in the distance were stunned to watch this pursuit scene. Fortunately, they saw this with their own eyes. If they heard someone tell them such a thing, they would be afraid that they would knock the man to the ground and scold him for being nonsense.

When Luo Dacheng finally stopped, the bodies of the Liao soldiers were already falling everywhere in the wilderness, with sharp arrows inserted into them, and loyal war horses were often surrounded by them, wailing miserably.

There were less than 30 cavalrymen who escaped by chance. They were all smart people. They did not dare to escape north, but ran towards the east and west, which barely left a life-long nightmare and a life-threatening nightmare.

When Shen Wubao stood in front of the caravan and watched Luo Dacheng walk towards him from afar, his legs were shaking violently, and the inside of his pants was wet and cold.

Luo Dacheng did not dislike the strange smell coming from his body. He walked to his horse and asked him kindly: "Boss, I just asked a dead Liao soldier, saying that you are going to stop the grassland where the Bu people live---- do you need a security guard here?"

Shen Wubao widened his eyes and felt his throat dry for a moment. Although he was full of fear and anxiety, he still couldn't speak. He could only nod his head desperately to express his consent and surrender--in fact, he didn't even hear what Luo Dacheng was saying just now.

...

The capture of this battle was more than 220 war horses and 270 sets of armor, including fifty sets of armor, which were the best iron armor.

All the spoils were naturally Luo Dacheng. Luo Dacheng was kindly trying to share some of Shen Wubao as a reward for his subordinates to fight against the Liao soldiers, but Shen Wubao was so scared that his face turned pale. He shook his hand desperately to refuse, and refused to accept these hot spoils.

When they set out again, Luo Dacheng and the other two were already senior guards specially hired by the caravan. Although the beauty of the two girls was something they had never seen before, no one in the caravan dared to look at them in front of them, for fear of annoying their men and killing them easily like they dealt with those Liao soldiers.

As the guard of the caravan, Shen Wubao naturally had the obligation to bring their property together. More than 200 war horses carried goods and armor on the road together. Although war horses were not very valuable on the grassland, these weapons and armor could be exchanged for a large amount of fur and horses on the grassland at sky-high prices. If these horses were brought to the Song State, they would make Luo Dacheng become a rich man all at once.

Luo Dacheng didn't care how much these horses could be sold. He was rich enough now. He was just interested in the goods brought by Shen Wu, which contained a lot of salt and iron, as well as some food and luxury goods, which were very rare on the grassland. Luxury goods were naturally sold to chiefs of major tribes on the grassland.

They marched westward, crossed the land of Liao Kingdom, and gradually approached the grassland and blocked the areas of the people.

Along the way, I encountered two Liao soldiers who wanted to stop their illegal smuggling operations, but in the end, a large number of weapons and armor were added to Luo Dacheng's spoils, as well as war horses that he had too many to want.

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The sky was clear, but there was a bloody tragedy on the grassland.

More than a hundred Liao cavalry drove away a large number of herders and walked towards the east from afar.

When they were deep into the grassland, they found these herdsmen by a river. After harshly questioning, they knew that they did not belong to a certain tribe, but migrated from a distance, with as many as two or three hundred households. No tribe has protected them yet, so the 100 cavalry captain of the Liao army decided to take them back first.

In addition to these people, their property was naturally brought back together. The wild horses and lambs were driven away sadly by the herdsmen, and the Liao soldiers drove them away and headed east together.

There, there were military camps established by the Liao people. These herdsmen were first arrested and then decided on their next ownership.

In fact, the fate of these people who blocked the Bu Bu has been determined. Since they did not belong to any large tribe, that is, those tribes that surrendered to the Liao Kingdom, according to the explanation of the Liao army, they can be regarded as blocking the Bu Bu Bu and traitors and captured and sold as slaves. And their property will naturally be confiscated as the spoils of these Liao soldiers.

The herdsmen who stopped Bu probably guessed their fate. Although they wanted to resist, they had no weapons. Even if they had some bows and arrows, how could they deal with these well-equipped Liao soldiers wearing iron armor? In order not to kill all their relatives by them, they could only cry with grief and walk towards the distance.

The Liao soldiers were happy in their hearts. Looking at their trophy and the herdsmen who were about to be sold as slaves, they couldn't help but sing songs happily.

The whip was raised high and hit the herdsmen, driving them away faster. The happy Liao soldiers were already eager to see the slave traders' evaluation of them and their own gains.

An old man fell in pain after being whipped and could not get up again. The Liao soldiers were not in the mood to wait for him anymore. Such an old guy could not sell for money and could only waste their food. So a Liao soldier raised his spear, stabbed him easily from his back, and nailed him to the grassland.
Chapter completed!