The group of soldiers, who had been silent to begin with, became even more silent.
He stood upright and straight.
All of them were silent.
All of them were in a state of complete silence.
Xie Lige walked to the training ground.
He looked down at the orderly soldiers below and said coldly, "The Qiang people are causing trouble outside the city.
Where is the Cangyun Army? "
"Cangyun is here!" The black-armored soldiers took a step forward in unison.
They shouted loudly. The sound of metal clashing against metal made everyone tremble.
Xie Lige said slowly, "Very good!"
The training ground was very wide. The surrounding soldiers looked at the soldiers in the middle like a black tide. A trace of envy flashed in their eyes.
Xie Lige looked up at the city wall facing him not far away.
The sky was very desolate. A slightly cold yellow wind blew past.
He seemed to see those greedy and despicable foreign tribes.
The Cangyun Army left very quickly. Xie Lige looked at the backs of the soldiers and the others.
He flipped onto his horse. Just as he was about to leave, he caught a glimpse of a green-robed man behind a large rock not far away.
The gentle and elegant scholar moved out from behind the rock unhurriedly. He was not surprised to see the black-armored general on horseback turn to look at him.
He bowed and said, "May the general return in triumph."
The corners of Xie Lige's mouth curled up.
He retracted his gaze and looked in the direction of the city wall. He waved the horsewhip in his hand.
He urged his horse to gallop!
"Of course!"
The city gate was opened from the inside. The commoners on the streets were about to get angry. They glanced at the black flag with the word "Dong" on top of the neat army and understood who was inside.
They all retreated to the sides and left a path.
They let the latter pass.
The Agou Qiang tribe was full of joy.
Many burly men grinned as they looked at the black-armored general who was tied up in their leader's tent. Some of them proudly began to show off their wisdom and martial prowess. Most of the people who heard them did not dare to believe it.
"Do you see that?"
Someone pointed at the unconscious Lü Bu, whose hands and feet were tied up. He proudly said to the person next to him, "Dong Zhuo's son!"
"You're saying that this is the son of the Dong Clan?!" The Qiang general was shocked.
Everyone knew that the Dong Clan was a valiant and good fighter. On the battlefield, the Dong Clan would only be able to kill the young warriors of the Dong Clan by sacrificing the lives of countless experienced commanders. The fact that the Dong Clan was unable to make ends meet had given many leaders of the non-human clans who were attacking the Liang Province a headache. Although they were very proud of killing the Dong Clan, it was done at the cost of the lives of their trusted subordinates. The energy spent to cultivate a commander was far more expensive than this.
Even if they had used despicable means to deal with a child, the fact that they had captured a member of the Dong Clan alive was enough to be praised by the Xianbei people.
Thinking about how he could show off in front of the high and mighty Xianbei people, the Qiang general raised his arm and patted his comrade's shoulder in praise, "I admire you!"
Liang Province was the most important step for the non-human clans to take in the Central Plains. Almost all of the non-human clans had sent their soldiers to the city, but they had all returned in defeat. The Dong Clan in the city had always been a huge threat to them, weighing heavily on their hearts. They knew that as long as the Dong Clan in the city didn't die, they would never be able to enter Liang Province City.
After thinking for a while, he waved at the Qiang official who had captured the Lü Bu.
The Qiang official walked up with a puzzled expression and heard the general whisper a few words to him with a smile on his face.
He turned around, his eyes shining, "Is that true?"
The general nodded with certainty, "Of course."
"But this Lü Bu is only Dong Zhuo's adopted son. How can you be sure that Dong Zhuo will come out to save him? Moreover, there is only one Liang Province City. The Xianbei people might not cooperate with us." The general pondered for a while and asked.
"You don't know."
The Qiang general laughed and said, "According to my men in the city, Dong Zhuo treats this Lü Bu like his own son and teaches him how to lead troops step by step. Most importantly, his master is Jia Xu."
"Jia Xu?"
The Qiang minister was one of the people who often attacked Liangzhou, so he had heard of this famous strategist. He immediately believed Dong Zhuo's words. Dong Zhuo must have thought highly of this adopted son of his since he had his trusted aide teach him.
"What about the Xianbei people?"
Then, he heard the general speak in a solemn tone.
"The current leader of the Xianbei people is already old. The three princes under him all have their own ideas. They have repeatedly come up with brilliant plans to win the Xianbei leader's favor and succeed. Do you think they will be moved if we can successfully take over their father's Liang Province City as a congratulatory gift?"
Liang Province City meant much more to the Xianbei people than the Qiang people. Back then, their army had besieged the city for several months, but they were still defeated by the Dong family. Even the leader of the Xianbei people at the time was beaten half to death.
The Qiang people only had one goal. They did not need to take over Liang Province. They only needed to enter the vast and boundless Central Plains through Liang Province.
The Qiang official nodded and quickly sent the news to the Xianbei people next door. He repeatedly reminded the other party to spread the news in the presence of the three Xianbei princes.
The Qiang official nodded and retreated out of the tent.
The soldiers outside the tent were all warming themselves around the bonfire. They took out jerky and talked about something. They kept talking in the Qiang language and proudly talked about how they had lured the Dong family's young master out.
When the people around the bonfire heard the other party say that he had killed the pitiful messenger with one strike, they all gripped the scimitars in their hands tightly. They could not help but smile bloodily, wishing that they had been there at that time.
Suddenly, the Qiang soldiers standing guard on the slope nearby noticed something. They narrowed their eyes and saw something coming in their direction.
"Something's coming!" He immediately sounded the alarm.
His companions immediately surrounded him and looked around vigilantly. They didn't find anything strange and immediately relaxed. They looked up and narrowed their eyes at the thing that was coming in their direction.
From afar, it looked like a black tide was surging towards them. It was very fast, and in the blink of an eye, it was already far away from their encampment.
It was also at this moment that they saw clearly what those pitch-black things were.
It was a group of soldiers in black armor. They looked expressionlessly at the Qiang camp in front of them. They were surrounded by a bloody aura, indicating that they were battle-hardened soldiers. In the middle was a general in black armor riding a white horse with black stripes all over its body.
The white horse moved at a steady pace in front of the soldiers in black armor. Birds and beasts retreated wherever they went. It was silent and the thick bloody aura made it difficult to breathe.