I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 577 Beauty is a sin Jin Taiji and Jin Wushu!
Since ancient times, the overlords on the grassland have always been one after another.

A hundred years ago, the Wuhuan tribe rose from the black mountains and white waters in the northeast, and in just a few decades they swept across most of the grasslands.

However, after forcing countless tribes to submit to him, the Mad Khan did not really exercise effective control over the entire grassland, but instead focused his energy on his hometown in the Youbei grassland.

Then, for decades, they concentrated their efforts to fight Youzhou to the death.

Trying to open a gap to the Central Plains.

Unfortunately, the timing was not right. Just when he finally saw a glimmer of hope, a peerless hero suddenly emerged among the people of Yong.

In just less than two years, he not only rose from an ordinary person to the eighth level of heaven, but also destroyed the Wuhuan tribe's accumulation of a hundred years in a single battle.

Thus, the overlord who once dominated the grassland fell.

The resulting impact was that the already fragile grassland pattern fell apart in an instant.

The Yong people didn't even have to take action. A new round of chaotic fighting began on the entire grassland. Large tribes annexed small tribes, and the tribes fought each other.

Fighting for pastures, cattle and sheep, fighting for women...

It can be said that from the end of the 60th year of Taikang to the present 70th year of Taikang, for a full ten years, there has been almost no moment of peace on this vast grassland.

Unless one day, a new overlord is born again in this chaotic and endless fighting.

As of now, the tribe with the greatest hope of accomplishing this great feat is the Wushu tribe that "fled westward" all the way from the Youbei grassland ten years ago.

……

Another big win.

The warriors of the tribe were harvesting human heads skillfully, just like the Yong people in the south harvesting rice, with joy of a good harvest on their faces.

Because every enemy head meant they would get rich rewards such as pastures, cattle, sheep, and fat and fertile women.

As the mood took them, a loud yet desolate ballad gradually began to sound on this blood-soaked grassland.

Coupled with the piles of corpses and broken blades, the picture is very vivid.

Especially the unyielding figure who still stood tall even though his blood had dried and his head had been chopped off, adding a bit of sadness in the sunset.

Some of the winners who witnessed this scene couldn't help but sigh.

"This grassland is truly filled with the endless blood of heroes..."

Over the years, they have conquered from east to west, and they have seen such scenes countless times.

Although I have become a little numb, there will still be a moment when I feel sentimental about it.

But in response to this sigh, someone soon sneered.

"You are just stubborn and unrepentant. How can you be called a hero?"

After being blocked by these words, the captain of the Wanqi Army who had spoken earlier suddenly turned red in the face.

"This tribe leader did not retreat in battle. He was brave and fearless. He knew he was no match for us but still dared to fight us. Why can't he be called a hero?"

The sarcasm in the sneers was even more obvious in response to such a rebuttal.

“He who knows that something is impossible but still does it is nothing but a reckless person.”

"Is this kind of idiot worthy of being called a hero?"

After saying this, he seemed too lazy to continue arguing with him, and simply rode away with his group of men.

But before leaving, they left a message.

"As usual, round up the captives, and only those who survive are eligible to join our tribe."

"As for this tribe princess, we will take her away. If you have any questions, let your tribe leader go find our leader himself."

The arrogance of his words and his overbearing tone immediately made the faces of the mounted knights behind him turn purple.

"Damn it! These bastards never have the clan leader in their eyes!"

"I don't know how the Khan could tolerate them till today!"

In fact, they all know why they can tolerate it.

They are simply relying on the Yong people behind them!
"You have accepted the thief as your father! You have allowed yourself to degenerate! You have truly brought shame upon us, the descendants of the Wolf!"

Or in other words, these bastards have long since abandoned their noble status as descendants of the Cang Wolf.

They are no longer ferocious and cunning wolves, but dogs domesticated by the Yong people!
They wagged their tails and begged for mercy from their masters, while baring their teeth at their fellow tribesmen.

It's truly shameful!
"Heh! Let them be arrogant for a while. Sooner or later, the Khan will kill all these bastards!"

……

Many people in this world are forgetful.

Ten years passed in a hurry. As Wuzhu's tribe won victory after victory as they marched westward, they established vast and fertile grasslands.

Many members of the Wuzhu tribe have gradually forgotten the fear they once felt when they trembled in fear under the black-armored cavalry of the Zhen Liao Army.

The ever-expanding territory and tribes gave them sufficient confidence and courage.

Even in recent years, some people have begun to secretly collude and prepare to urge their tribesmen to stop marching westward, and instead turn their heads eastward to fight back to their homeland and take back their royal court from the Yong people.

"The barbarians fear power but not virtue. My master has not deceived me..."

The land of the Wuzhu tribe.

In the large tent second only to the Khan's, Taiji put down the scroll in his hand and rubbed his brows with a headache.

According to his personality, he would naturally eliminate these unstable factors as soon as possible and root them out.

But he also knew that this was only a temporary solution and not a permanent cure.

After all, with his intelligence, how could he not see that the reason this trend could only be established was because there was no one supporting it.

And it is not difficult to guess who is supporting this behind the scenes.

It must be his good friend, Jin Wushu, the patriarch of the Wushu tribe.

"What a foolish ambition..."

Taiji laughed sarcastically.

Right.

After all, that idiot had never truly felt the greatness and terror of his master. Now, as time has passed, the fear and awe he once had have gradually faded, and it is normal to have some delusions.

Thinking of this, Taiji slowly put away his smile and sighed.

"Good Anda, please don't force me."

Speaking of which, he had two brothers in his life.

The person in front of him was stabbed to death by him, and then he cut off his head and placed it at the highest point of the Jingguan with his own hands.

To this day, Taiji still remembers the expression on his face.

Really interesting.

Just as he was distracted, a report came from outside the tent.

"Chief, the princess of the Bor tribe has been brought here."

Taiji came back to his senses, perked up, and signaled them to bring the person in.

However, after several figures walked in, he did not rush to look at the appearance of the clan princess, but said angrily.

"When there are no outsiders around, you should call me General!"

A lieutenant general is also a general.

This was an official position that his master had personally arranged for him a few years ago, and it had been officially recorded in the court of Dayong.

Every time he heard someone call him like this, he felt an indescribable sense of pleasure.

Perhaps it was because they had been together for a long time, and were in the same den of tigers and wolves of the Wuzhu tribe, these former returned slaves were less cold and wary of each other, and became closer.

Hearing Taiji's words at this moment, I couldn't help but feel a little funny.

"Well, I'm honored to meet you...General."

Seeing these bastards' perfunctory attitude, Taiji was a little annoyed, but he didn't have time to argue with them.

Because at this moment his mind was attracted by the woman in front of him.

He stared at the woman in a daze for a while, and found that she was indeed a beautiful woman, especially her pair of pure and flawless eyes, which seemed to be able to capture people's hearts.

Just one glance is enough to make people fall in love with it.

The Taiji, who had now grown up, had seen women and had tasted women.

But to him, those women were just objects for him to play with in his spare time. Even though he felt pleasure when doing it with them, he never took them to heart.

But the woman in front of me is different.

At this moment, he only felt that his usually cold heart was beating violently and uncontrollably.

After a long time, Taiji, who had barely come back to his senses, finally asked.

"What's your name?"

Facing this demon who had annihilated her own tribe and killed her own father, the pure and flawless eyes of the young girl of the Bor clan were filled with hatred, panic and fear.

Every husband is not guilty, and he is guilty of his crime.

The same goes for beauty.

If there is no powerful force to back you up, the more beautiful you are, the greater the sin.

Unfortunately, she didn’t understand this truth in the past, and her father, the clan leader who considered himself to be brave, didn’t understand it either.

Over the years, my father not only did not think that his beauty was the most dangerous poison in the world, but he was proud of it.

While doting on herself, he also did not forget to spread her beauty to the entire grassland.

But I didn't expect that this would eventually lead to the annihilation of my clan. 'If I had known this, I shouldn't have refused my father when those Wushu tribe demons asked for me that day...'

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but burst into tears.

"What's your name?"

Hearing the repeated questions from the other side and the terrifying pressure in the big tent.

In the end, fear overwhelmed hatred.

"Butai, Borbutai, nicknamed... Yu'er."

Butai means auspicious.

But Taiji still liked her nickname, Yu'er.

Apart from the fact that this name sounded more like a nickname for a Yong girl in the boudoir, Taiji felt that this nickname was particularly suitable for her.

Unlike most women on the grassland who suffer from the bitter cold and frost.

This woman's skin is not rough at all, but rather white and delicate, just like white warm jade.

"Boerbutai, Yu'er... nice names."

Taiji repeated it in a low voice for a while, and couldn't help but utter praise.

After saying that, he suddenly asked after smelling a faint strange fragrance that had been lingering in the big tent for some reason.

"It is said that you were born with a strange fragrance that could attract butterflies to dance with you?"

Upon hearing this, Borbutai's face turned pale.

This peculiarity that once made her proud now makes her feel ashamed and terrified.

After all, if not for this, my father and the tribe members would not have died.

It was her, she was the one who killed everyone.

"Yes, sir."

The voice is so sad that it is enough to make all men in the world feel love and pity for it.

Taiji is also a man.

He admitted that at this moment he was... moved.

Also hesitated.

"You want to kill me?"

The hatred of genocide and the revenge of father’s murder.

It was understandable that this woman hated him to the core.

"think."

Seeing that she was silent for a long time before she uttered a word with trembling teeth, Taiji smiled.

"You are sincere."

The word "honesty" is not common in barbarian languages.

Borbutai was stunned for a moment before he understood what he meant.

After another moment of silence, she suddenly said.

"You snatched me here, do you want me to be your woman?"

Faced with the woman's straightforward tone, Taiji's face froze in an attempt to hide his upset.

For a moment, he really had the urge to change his decision.

But after closing his eyes to calm his complicated emotions, when he opened them again, there was only indifference in his eyes.

She's just a woman, nothing compared to the bright future she wants.

After his thoughts suddenly changed, Taiji said in a deep voice.

"The grassland has always been a place where the strong prey on the weak since ancient times."

"The Bol family was weak and ungrateful, and they were eventually slaughtered. It was their own fault."

Having said this, Taiji paused slightly before speaking.

"Now I'll give you two choices."

"First, I will give you a decent death. You kill yourself."

"both……"

Bolbutai felt miserable, thinking that this demon was going to take over him.

But I didn’t expect to hear—

"Secondly, if you acknowledge me as your brother, I will treat you as my own sister in the future and will never let you suffer any injustice."

You couldn't force me to do it, so you exterminated my tribe, killed my father, brothers, and clansmen, and took me away from me.

You just want me to be your sister?

At this moment, Borbutai, who was naive by nature, was a little stunned.

At this moment, the beauty's stunned and dazed expression, and some thoughts that had just been cut off by Taiji, suddenly grew like weeds.

"Why?"

When Taiji heard Borbutai's question, he knew that the woman did not want to die.

Also.

This is the case with women on the grassland. It’s fine when the tribe is strong, but once it declines, these women will be robbed.

Whoever she falls into her hands will have children for her.

Therefore, the tradition of "killing the eldest son" also originates from this.

As this thought flashed through Taiji's mind, a hint of contempt emerged in his heart, and his originally turbulent emotions became dull.

"Next, I will teach you the elegant language of Yong people. If you are talented, I will also teach you music, chess, calligraphy and painting..."

"As for the rest, you don't need to know for now."

After all, with the master's status and position, he has seen all kinds of beauties. Even if the woman in front of him has some of the wildness of the grassland, she may not necessarily catch the master's eye.

There is no point in talking too much now.

He waved his hand irritably and asked the girl who served him to take Borbutai away. The strange fragrance in the big tent faded and Taiji finally calmed down completely.

Having been isolated for so many years, Taiji did not develop any ambitions, but instead felt a growing sense of crisis.

Originally, he was traveling westward with Aguda.

But later, Aguda was recalled to the royal court by his master and was responsible for guarding the royal court.

After so many years, Aguda must have become very close to Madam Heya, and he will definitely have a say in front of his master in the future.

Although he had taken the opportunity to please Madam He Ya, the time was too short and they were separated for another ten years.

I guess it can't be relied upon.

So he had to find another way and create conditions if there were none.

In recent years, he has been collecting beauties on the grassland, but unfortunately, women who can compare with those mistresses and ladies are rare in this world. How can they be found so easily?
However, God will not let down those who work hard. Today, even he was almost ruined by the Bol family, so I believe he will not be disappointed.

Taiji let go of that thought and his eyes became determined.

At this time, the few Guiyi slaves who had not yet left said after hesitating for a while.

"Boss... Ahem, General, Jin Wushu has also set his sights on this girl. If he asks for her later, how should the General respond?"

When Taiji heard this, he didn't even raise his eyelids.

"He is my good friend and he is older than me. How dare he compete with me?"

Guiyi Nuer, who was present, hesitated.

"What if he insists on snatching it?"

Faced with this, Taiji was silent.

It’s not that I’m reluctant to see my Anda reunited with his other Anda.

He was just concerned about his master's opinion.

If I take over Jin Wushu's place after killing him, and my master misunderstands that I have ulterior motives, then the gain would be more than the loss.

This is the fundamental reason why Taiji has been able to endure until today under Wuzhu's relentless pressure.

Otherwise, with his ruthless methods, how could his good friend have survived to this day?
With a helpless sigh, Taiji was about to say something.

Suddenly a report came from outside.

"Marquis Gudu, the Khan invites you to a banquet to celebrate today's great victory."

"By the way, the Khan also asked you to bring along the beauty you just got today..."

Hearing this, Taiji's eyebrows twitched for a moment, and then he cleared away all the items on the table.

"Damn it! Is this idiot so eager to die?"

The murderous intent at that moment made the several Guiyi slaves present silent.

You know, when this guy in front of them was killing people with a smile, he is still their lingering nightmare.

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(End of this chapter)