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Jiang Shaohua stayed in the horse farm for three days.

During these three days, Ma Changqing and Moni were always by his side.

Ma Changqing has been in Daliang for more than ten years and has long regarded himself as a Daliang native. He has no psychological burden when talking about the terrain and customs of Rouran, and he can tell you everything he knows. His shortcoming is that he has been away from Rouran for too many years and is not familiar with the current Rouran military strength.

Mani was just the opposite. He was a brave Rouran cavalryman and was well versed in the way the Rouran cavalry marched and fought. However, when Jiang Shaohua asked him in detail, Mani was reluctant to go into too much detail. Moreover, the Rouran language that Mani spoke had a strong foreign accent. Ma Yaozong could only understand 70% to 80%. Fortunately, there was Ma Changqing who could translate it one by one.

Jiang Shaohua saw Moni's rebelliousness and remained calm until he was about to leave the stable. He then instructed Ma Yaozong: "Besides Moni, there should be other Rouran people who have ridden horses and fought in battles. Find them all. I want to take them away."

No matter how strange the princess's orders were, Ma Yaozong responded without changing his expression.

A strange look flashed in Mani's eyes, and he quickly raised his head and looked over. He just happened to meet Jiang Shaohua's cold and introspective gaze.

The extremely beautiful girl in front of him was the noble Princess of Nanyang, who was accompanied by many guards. Many of them were experts. The two young guards had sharp eyes, and the more powerful one was the middle-aged man in his forties. Even when his right arm was not broken, he was at most as powerful as them.

It was a pity that he didn't have the chance to do it, otherwise, he could have suddenly attacked, kidnapped the princess, left this damn horse farm, and returned to his grassland...

"Moni, can you understand what this princess is saying?" Jiang Shaohua's voice suddenly sounded.

Mani's pupils suddenly contracted and his left hand subconsciously clenched into a fist.

Jiang Shaohua glanced at him and said calmly, "You have been in the horse farm for more than a year. Even if you refuse to speak Daliang dialect, you should not be unable to understand a word. You have been pretending to understand nothing. Do you want to let people around you relax their vigilance and look for a chance to escape? Is that right?"

Mani said nothing, clenched his left fist tighter, bent his left leg slightly, and tightened his right leg. This was a posture that allowed him to attack at any time.

Ma Changqing angrily pulled out the whip and wanted to teach the slave a lesson.

Jiang Shaohua ordered calmly: "Step aside."

Ma Changqing hesitated for a moment, then thought of the dozens of guards around the princess, who would never suffer any harm, so he put down his whip and respectfully stepped aside.

Song Yuan looked cold and said, "Princess, this Mani is not a good person. I will teach him a lesson."

"No need, I will come in person." Jiang Shaohua curled the corners of her mouth.

Song Yuan knew the princess's ability very well, so he quietly stepped back a few steps. Qin Hu, Meng Sanbao and other personal guards also followed suit.

Mani could indeed understand some of Daliang's words, but even if he didn't, he could understand them from the look on his face. While he breathed a sigh of relief, a sudden surge of ferocity filled his heart.

This little girl is so ignorant. Does she think that he is useless just because his right arm is broken?
He would open her eyes today and let her see what a real Rouran warrior is. Even if he died later, it would not be a big deal. With his appearance, there was no difference between being alive and dead.

A fierce light flashed in Mani's eyes. He pushed the ground with his left leg and rushed out with his right leg. He was like a gust of wind on the grassland, and also like a ferocious hungry wolf. He clenched his left fist like an iron bowl and smashed it down with all his strength. He seemed to see the miserable scene of the little girl being smashed to pieces, and a nearly cruel pleasure surged in his body.

Unfortunately, the expected scene did not happen at all.

His left fist was stopped in mid-air. The thin white fist collided with his left fist. An indescribable and irresistible force came over him.

My fist ached, and my arm felt like it was broken. My entire body went from moving forward at full speed to moving backward in an instant, flying backwards in the air and falling heavily onto the grass. Puff!
Mani spat out a mouthful of blood and the world was spinning in front of his eyes.

Ma Changqing widened his eyes in shock, looking at the calm princess, and then at the Rouran warrior Mani, who was spitting blood and whose life was in danger.

What the hell is going on?

"The princess's power is becoming more and more amazing." Qin Hu whispered to Meng Sanbao: "This Moni, although he has good strength and speed, he can't withstand a punch from the princess."

Meng Sanbao felt sympathetic: "Isn't it? The princess is becoming more and more powerful, and we, the personal guards, are just decorations."

Jiang Shaohua walked slowly to Moni and said coldly: "Get up! Fight again!"

Mani really understood these simple words. The last bit of pride of a Rouran warrior supported him as he struggled to get up from the ground. His left hand was shaking, and his legs were also trembling. However, he finally stood up, howling like a wolf, and rushed forward again.

Jiang Shaohua's move was as fast as lightning, knocking Mani away again.

Mani fell heavily to the ground again.

"Come again!"

The sweet-sounding girl's voice is now like the devil's death warrant.

Mani's face was pale, and he held on to his last bit of strength and pride and climbed up again.

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Half a day later, Ma Yaozong came with seven horse slaves. Then, he was shocked by the scene before him.

Mani's face was pale, his chest was covered in blood, and he was lying on the ground, unknown whether he was alive or dead.

"Princess!" Ma Yaozong's expression suddenly changed, and he strode forward: "Muni dared to attack the princess, I will execute him immediately."

Jiang Shaohua said, "I asked him to do it. I will spare his life for another use." Then, he glanced at a few horse slaves and asked, "Are these the only Rouran horse slaves in the stable?"

Ma Yaozong calmed himself and answered in a low voice, "Among the nomadic tribes outside the Great Wall, the Rouran is the most powerful and also the most brutal. Every year when our Ma family goes to buy stallions, we usually trade with the Gaoche or Kumo Xi tribes, and rarely go to the Rouran. The Rouran people have the least horse slaves in the horse farm. Except for women, children, the elderly and the weak, all the strong men are here."

All Rouran men can ride horses and shoot arrows, and can be regarded as Rouran cavalry.

However, most of them were defeated captives who had been sold as horse slaves. Some had their left eyes blinded, some had their ears cut off, and some, like Mani, had their arms cut off. The worst one had half of his face peeled off, which looked very scary.

Jiang Shaohua said: "This county lord wants to take all eight of them away. Tell your grandfather about this."

Ma Yaozong immediately said, "This is just a small matter. You don't need to report it to Grandfather. I can make the decision." He paused and whispered, "Princess, please bring Ma Changqing with you! He is loyal to the Ma family and is familiar with the temperaments of these slaves. With him around, the slaves will be more obedient."

Jiang Shaohua curled his lips and said, "No need. What I want is that they are wild and untamed!" (End of this chapter)