Chapter 477
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The two strong herdsmen guarding the tribal leader had participated in many wild beast hunts. Although they did not have spears and arrows, they still stood out of the formation. They first took big steps and then ran wildly to confront the lions and tigers that came out of the cages. The tigers and leopards that he had carefully raised were not ordinary prey. Their wildness was far stronger than when they were first caught. Only when they went out to hunt, they were imprisoned in cages. The rest of the time, they were kept in cages. When they killed all the livestock, when they changed cages, when they punished the shepherds who violated the rules in the tribe, they were thrown into cages. Even those horned experts with amazing strength could not withstand a few rounds of killing and biting of the tigers and leopards. For many years, only one person survived, and after that, one of his arms was bitten off.
Almost at the same time, two herdsmen were pounced on by the agile tigers and leopards. Their necks were bitten and their intestines were cut open. The two beasts lowered their heads and gnawed at each other. When the limbs of the herdsmen stopped twitching, the tigers and leopards raised their heads at the same time and looked at the frightened herdsmen in the cages.
Inside the tent, Abaoji saw the tragic situation and his face was full of tears. He was about to rush out and fight for his life when Hsu Fengnian held his head and threw him back into the tent. He then lifted the cotton blanket that was used as a curtain and rushed out. Hsu Fengnian did not expect this Shiti to be so ruthless. Generally speaking, although herdsmen who crossed the border could be sentenced to death, it was true that human lives were worthless in the grassland and desert. However, it was different from Beimang's attention to the number of young men who could control horses and fight in the tribe. The grassland women's remarriage was more relaxed than the Central Plains people's etiquette, justice, integrity and shame. Every time there was a war, Beimang would spare no effort to abduct the people at the border of Liyang Dynasty to settle in the north. It was all because in the final analysis, the strength of the big and small Shiti was measured by the number of horses and heads. Generally speaking, when a tribe raised a flag to betray the tribe and chose to migrate, as long as the tribe had enough strength and was not afraid to be the enemy of the previous Shiti, most of them would be willing to accept them. Huyan Guanyin's tribe was thousands of miles away and the original Shiti was destined to be out of reach. For any Shiti who did not lack water and grass, it was a fortune. It was nothing more than spending some money to bribe the superior official who was in charge of the nomadic household registration. It was equivalent to having more than 30 more tent tax sources. Hsu Fengnian did not expect that the Shiti who came after hearing the news and met with the herdsmen would want to use blood to establish their power.
The handsome young man with the sword and saber at his waist raised his eyebrows.
The old man in the brocade robe was about to speak when the young man shook his chin, indicating that there was no need to pay attention to him.
Hsu Fengnian tiptoed and jumped over the cavalry's head. When he landed, he happened to be in front of the old patriarch. The fierce tiger opened its bloody mouth. Hsu Fengnian did not care about the tiger's claws that were blocked by the Big Yellow Court Mirage. He grabbed the upper and lower jaws of the tiger with both hands and gently tore it in half. He threw it in front of him.
Splitting tigers and leopards was nothing more than this.
The only remaining leopard suddenly stopped. It was obvious that it felt a huge sense of danger and did not dare to rush forward rashly. Qu Cha 'er was furious and snorted coldly. The beast tamers and slaves began to shout and command the leopard to kill. The leopard with shiny fur finally could not hold back its restlessness. It rushed in a straight line and turned when it was ten steps away. It jumped five steps to the side and pounced to the right side of the prey. Hsu Fengnian had comprehended the River Splitting Technique from the canyon. He did not move his hands nor did he use his saber, but the prey's body was cut in half in the air. This time it was Qu Cha 'er and the cavalry's turn to be dumbfounded. The eyes of the young man in the fox fur coat brightened and the corner of his mouth twitched. It was really a surprise. The reason why the Shitai led the troops to kill this tribe of a hundred was because of the instructions of the powerful Young Master Tuoba. On the grasslands, perhaps there were powerful Shitai who did not give face to the Yelu and Murong descendants, but there was absolutely no one who dared to disobey his orders. In the desert, his father's words were almost equivalent to Her Majesty's imperial edict. If it was in the Beimang army, it would be even better. The key was that the Empress had never felt that her merit was too high. She did not have the slightest suspicion of this military god who came from the Dangxiang tribe and trusted him to the utmost. Therefore, in the northern palace, even if you were a relative of the emperor or a prince, when you met the two sons of the military god, you would have to lower your head.
This young man called Young Tuoba had personally killed six hundred people along the way. When did any of the Shitai go to the Empress and say anything? There was no lack of Shitai who personally led the horses and sent him out of the border.
Young Tuoba was still holding his chin. He tilted his head and smiled. "Which state of the Southern Dynasties are you from? Why don't you be my adopted son? You will be able to enjoy glory, splendor and wealth in this lifetime."
Beimang had the custom of accepting adopted sons. It was similar to the Liyang Dynasty's adopted sons, but their status was usually only slightly higher than that of a servant. Of course, the adopted sons of powerful families could also bully men and seize women by flaunting the might of the Emperor. Especially those big families in the Beimang Palace who could wear Xianbei jade belts, the adopted sons had prominent power and countless privileges.
The young man smiled and casually said, "I know that you lowly people have some useless backbone. If you don't agree, after killing all these shepherds, I'll make you my first target. I'll bury you in the yellow sand, peel off your scalp, and water you with mercury."
Hsu Fengnian didn't want to talk nonsense with him. He just said calmly, "Speak properly."
The young man sitting cross-legged on the horse was stunned for a moment before he burst into laughter. He raised his hand to wipe away the tears from his eyes as he stared at the man with the saber in the hunting circle. Instead, he asked the brocade-robed devil beside him, "When will he arrive?"
The old man's eyes were shining. He laughed and said, "In fifteen minutes. It's rare for a delicious food to come to your door. Young Master, are you not going to personally take action this time? "
The young man curled his lips and said, "I'm in a good mood today. I'm still considering whether to accept him as my adopted son or peel his skin and expose him to the sun."
The old man stepped out of the line and asked, "Then I will play with him for a while?"
Young Tuoba, who didn't feel that there were many people in Beimang that he was afraid of, nodded lightly.
Hsu Fengnian's Huangting Palace was like a flood. His figure flashed like a rainbow and pressed one hand on the forehead of the young man with the wolf hat. He pushed the young man off the horse and slid on the ground for a distance of fifteen meters.
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