Martial Arts World Assassin

Chapter 376 Leaderless
Huang Sixi led the little dragon down the mountain alone.

When he reached the banks of the Tabu River at the foot of the mountain, he waved his palm to break the ice on the river surface, ordered the little dragon to dive to the bottom of the river and wait, and he followed the river to the camp of the Turkic troops.

By this time it was getting dark.

Snowflakes began to fall from the sky again. Even if Huang Sixi did not deliberately hide his whereabouts, he could still quietly pass through the densely packed felt tents on both sides of the river.

The hunting activity organized by the Turks this time called on dozens of tribes in the Mobei grassland to participate. These tribes all came with tributes and a large number of soldiers and horses, and were arranged by the Turks on the left side of the river.

The camps of the Turkic main force were all set up on the right bank.

The width of the Tabu River was more than ten feet, and a thick layer of ice formed, which clearly separated the Turkic and other troops on both sides of the river.

After Huang Sixi went down the mountain, he continued walking along the left bank.

When he entered the camp area of the tribes on the left bank, he sensed a cavalry of more than a hundred riders approaching a felt tent in the center of the camp area.

Each of these cavalrymen had a sturdy build and were obviously elite soldiers. They all had their hair tied up in a bun with a green scarf. They wore the same uniform warrior uniform with a slanting collar and left-front, and wore swords on their waists. They wore maroon deer leather boots with daggers inserted diagonally. When they rode their horses at a gallop, their cloaks flew backwards like a cloud, making them look strong and handsome.

The leading commander wore a golden crown shaped like a lotus, was about thirty years old, had a strong build, sparkling eyes, and had an aura of majesty without even being angry.

When the commander jumped off his horse, two other leaders were already waiting outside the felt tent.

The three men came from different nomadic tribes and had different native languages, so they communicated in clumsy Chinese.

Huang Sixi listened to the greetings and introductions of the three people and learned that the leader of the leaping horse was Abaojia, a great chieftain of the Khitan tribe. The hundred knights behind him were all his trusted guards, and they also had a famous name in the Khitan tribe, called the "Kief Army."

The 'Harrier Army' is famous on the grassland for its strong mobility. All the cavalry in the army have cultivated internal Qi, which allows them to adapt to rapid battle changes and long-distance raids. Moreover, once a war breaks out, they will fight to the death with the enemy, leaving no room for maneuver.

The two people standing in front of the felt tent to welcome Abaojia were Pusa, the leader of the Huihe tribe, and Tiefuyu, the leader of the Mohe tribe.

The Bodhisattva's full name is Yaoluoge Bodhisattva. He is twenty-five or twenty-six years old, tall, with broad and thick shoulders that hold up a square face, reminiscent of the Vajra warrior who protects the temple.

He was also a strong and brave man, and had great prestige among the Uighurs. He always led the troops in every battle, and had never been defeated in battles with foreign tribes.

The leader of the Mohe tribe, Tiefuyu, is older than Pusa and Abaojia. He is over 40 years old and is also the initiator of tonight's gathering.

After Abaojia was defeated, he personally opened the door of the tent and invited the two leaders into the tent for a detailed discussion.

The tent door is made of thick wool, which can provide good sound insulation.

Huang Sixi had to move closer and hide on the roof of a nearby felt tent before he could eavesdrop on the secret conversation between the three leaders.

In fact, ever since they entered the account, Tiefuyu, Abaojia and Pusa had all been furious, using foul language to insult the Turkic Khan Shibi, describing him as a "greedy steppe vulture" and a "shameless old blood-sucking devil".

Huang Sixi listened to the accents of these three people and found that Khitan Abaojia and Uighur Pusa did not speak Chinese very fluently and they spoke haltingly when they cursed at others.

However, the Mohe leader Tiefuyu was spitting all over the place, and he spoke Chinese as if it were his mother tongue.

This was attributed to his growing environment. Helian Bobo, a grassland hero during the Jin Dynasty, took advantage of the internal strife in the Jin Dynasty to lead his troops south, conquered Chang'an, proclaimed himself emperor, and founded the once-famous Tongwan City. When Helian Bobo was on his northern expedition to the eastern part of the grassland, he passed by the Heishui River and left behind a Helian Fort, where a group of Han people moved in.

Tiefuyu grew up near Helianburg and learned to speak fluent Chinese, but his temperament was very different from that of the Han people.

Helian Bobo was a notorious tyrant in history. He once built a skull platform with the heads of enemy soldiers. He was also extremely cruel to his subordinates, often gouging out their eyes, cutting their lips, hooking their tongues, and beheading them. Tiefuyu not only occupied Helian Fort, he also learned 70% to 80% of Helian Bobo's ways, and was famous in the eastern grassland for his cruelty and brutality.

In fact, all the leaders who command troops in the grassland are cruel executioners without exception. It is not because of their nature, but because of the wars and attacks every year on the grassland. There is no soil for benevolence and righteousness at all. Anyone who is kind-hearted will be regarded as weak and can be bullied by the enemy, and the price is the annihilation of the entire clan.

They must be more fierce and cruel than their enemies to have the right to survive.

Mohe Tiefuyu raised his hand and pointed, speaking first: "It snowed very early this year. After paying tribute, it will be difficult for our tribe to survive this winter. But Shibi is not satisfied and is forcing me to pay tribute and give him another thousand horses. This is forcing our tribe to death!"

Khitan Abaojia said bitterly: "Old Shibi asked us to make 30,000 arrows before the spring. We are so busy dealing with the snowstorm that we don't have the energy to make arrows for him. He is using us as slaves. This is outrageous!"

The Huihe Bodhisattva cursed with a loud "Pah!", "My Huihe pasture is the closest to Shibi, and he asked for a third of my cattle and sheep, but it still didn't satisfy his appetite. He asked me to drive another batch of cattle and sheep over after I go back! He blackmailed us to help the Turks survive the snowstorm, do we deserve to be exploited by him?"

The Bodhisattva became more and more angry as he spoke: "I am the youngest here, so I will say the unpleasant things. We can resume paying tribute to the Sui Dynasty and ask the Sui Dynasty to send troops to deal with the Turkic dogs!"

Khitan Abaojia grinned immediately: "The Great Sui Dynasty is no longer the time when the Saint Khan tamed the Turkic dogs more than a decade ago! Currently, war is breaking out in the Central Plains. The current Great Sui Emperor has fled to the south of the Yangtze River thousands of miles away. He doesn't even dare to return to the royal court, so how dare he go to war with the Turks?"

The sage Khan was Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty, Yang Jian, who had always enjoyed prestige on the grassland. However, by the time of Yang Jian's son Yang Guang, this prestige had disappeared.

Mohe Tiefuyu nodded in agreement: "Two years ago, the Great Sui Emperor was on a tour of the Great Wall and was besieged by Shibi's troops. They have already fought once. The Great Sui Emperor is no match for Shibi. We have to find a way ourselves."

Huihe Bodhisattva raised his thick eyebrows and said, "What do you want to do? Are you going to continue to accept Shibi's blackmail?"

Abaojia and Tiefuyu both spread their hands. What else could they do if they didn't accept it?
If they dared not to pay tribute and allow the Turks to extort and exploit them, they would be crushed to pieces by the Turkish cavalry in an instant.

The entire northern steppe is the territory of the Turks.

When they grazed on these territories, they had to pay tribute to the Turks according to the population, in the form of cattle, sheep, food, swords, arrows and weapons, which also served as taxation.

By the way, did the Turks really extort tribute from the grassland tribes because they were at their wits' end due to the snowstorm? Absolutely not!
Although it snowed early this year, it was far from a natural disaster. The Turkic royal court was adjacent to Middle-earth and could mobilize food from Liu Wuzhou and Liang Shidu in the north at any time. They could easily survive this winter.

But the prairie has its own rules of survival, and a war of attrition involving killing and looting is fought all year round.

The Turks forced the Khitan, Mohe, and Uighurs to hand over cattle, sheep, and horses, which had the effect of reducing the population, weakening the power of these tribes, and preventing them from growing and threatening the Turks' ruling position.

This is the real reason why the Turks demanded tribute.

If the Khitan, Mohe and Uighur dared to reject the Turks, the Turks would immediately send troops to destroy the habitats of these tribes.

In this way, the Turks will become stronger and stronger, while other tribes will become weaker and weaker.

Abaojia, Tiefuyu and Pusa were all aware of the Turks' sinister intentions, but they could do nothing about it because the three of them combined were no match for the Turks.

If they do not resist, they can still survive, but once they dare to resist, they may disappear from the prairie forever before the beginning of next spring.

The young and energetic Huihe Bodhisattva made another suggestion: "Tomorrow morning, when the sun rises, Shibi will hold a farewell banquet for us. Why don't we join forces..." He made a throat-cutting gesture to Abaojia and Tiefuyu.

Khitan Abaojia immediately interrupted him: "This is absolutely impossible! Not to mention that our troops are several times less than the Turkic ones, the martial master Bi Xuan beside Shibi is not someone we can defeat. Even if we fight until our entire army is annihilated, I'm afraid we won't be able to hurt Shibi at all. On the contrary, it will bring disaster to our tribe afterwards!"

'Martial Master' Bi Xuan is the number one master on the prairie today and is also synonymous with invincibility. He has intimidated all tribes for decades and is still worshipped and revered as a god by all tribes.

Khitan Abaojia was worried that Huihe Bodhisattva would make an irreversible impulsive move, so he suddenly stood up and said goodbye.

When Mohe Tiefuyu saw Abaojia leaving, he could not help but sigh to the Bodhisattva: "Since we cannot unite, we can only continue to pay tribute to the Turks!"

The Bodhisattva's face darkened and he left the tent without saying a word.

After listening to the conversation between the three people, Huang Sixi decided to lie in hiding for the time being and wait until tomorrow morning at the farewell banquet held by the Turks. He would then assassinate Shibi Khan in full view of everyone.

He first crossed the Tabu River and sneaked into the Turkic camp on the right bank, captured one of Shibi Khan's guards, then disguised himself and blended into Shibi Khan's elite force, the Golden Wolf Army, patiently waiting for the arrival of tomorrow morning.

A few hours later.

Before daybreak, the Turkic soldiers began to mobilize, build spacious tents, and set up banquet tables and chairs.

By dawn, a tent more than ten feet wide and long was set up on the right bank, and outside the tent were tens of thousands of fully armed Golden Wolf soldiers.

The chiefs of dozens of small tribes on the east coast came to the tent early. Khitan Abaojia, Uighur Pusa, and Mohe Tiefuyu were all among them. After this farewell banquet, everyone could go their separate ways and return to their own tribes.

The chiefs waited patiently for most of the hour.

By this time it was already bright, and as the heavy snow had not stopped, Shibi Khan slept for a while longer in the warm felt tent, which led to his late arrival.

As he sat at the long table at the top of the tent, he covered his mouth and yawned, looking extremely relaxed.

Behind him stood proudly a middle-aged warrior with a perfect physique and a majestic figure.

The warrior had his hands behind his back, looking more relaxed than Shibi Khan, and exuding an inexplicably evil and intimidating aura, as if he was a god or demon who secretly ruled the prairie and suddenly appeared behind Shibi Khan.

Anyone who lives in the grassland knows this warrior. He is Bi Xuan, the "Martial Lord" who is famous in the Middle-earth. He has a pair of broad and thick palms, as if containing the most terrifying power in the world. His handsome and ancient face is like a stone carving, which makes people terrified. He doesn't look like a living person at all, but more like a god who is worshipped with burning incense.

When he stood behind Shibi Khan, his cold eyes on his tall nose glanced at the Turkic and tribal nobles sitting below. Everyone lowered their heads involuntarily, and no one dared to look him in the eye.

Sitting at the lower left of Shibi Khan were his younger brothers Choluo and Jie Li. Both were young and strong, and their prestige within the Turkic ghoul was second only to Shibi Khan.

If Shibi Khan met with any misfortune, Chuluo and Jie Li would be the first and second choices for the new Khan.

Behind Chuluo and Jie Li stood the personal bodyguard Dun Yugu. Dun Yugu was the younger brother of "Martial Master" Bi Xuan. Why did Bi Xuan place his younger brother next to Chuluo and Jie Li? The reason is self-evident! Shibi Khan's excessive drinking and sex led to poor health. His weak body could not last for a few years. Chuluo and Jie Li were both expected to become the next Khan, and Bi Xuan was protecting them in advance.

Sitting at the lower right of Shibi Khan was his son Tuli. Although he was Shibi Khan's legitimate son, he was too young to take on the important task of leading the Turks, so he became the third candidate for the next Khan!
There was also a valiant general standing behind Tuli. He was Li Mingshe, Tuli's chief guard. His martial arts skills were not as good as Dun Yugu, who had reached the master level, but he was good at falcon training. He held a falcon wearing a leather helmet on his arm. When it came to the critical moment of life and death, he used the falcon to assist in the battle, and he was able to fight even against a master.

The core figures who ruled the Eastern Turkic Khaganate have now all gathered in the tent. They are ranked according to power, with Shibi Khan ranked first, Bixuan ranked second, and Chuluo, Jie Li, and Tuli ranked third to fifth.

It was these few people who dominated the prairie and controlled a million cavalry soldiers.

The excessive expansion of military power made them think that they were invincible in the world, and even the prosperous dynasty created by the Southern Sage Khan was not taken seriously by them.

Shibi Khan sat alone on the high platform, looking around at the chieftains below him, and said sinisterly: "After today's separation, I don't know when we will meet again! You'd better prepare the tribute and send it to Dali City as soon as possible. If anyone dares to delay, I will have to go to your door to get it myself!"

The chiefs trembled with fear and bowed their heads in reply: "We dare not trouble the Khan, and the tribute will be delivered on time!"

"Okay, very good!"

Shibi Khan raised his glass and clinked it with his own from a distance: "Cheers, let's celebrate the loyalty between us as king and subject!"

"Khan please!"

The chiefs waited for Shibi Khan to drink his fill first, and then they carefully filled their glasses upwards.

Before the chiefs could finish drinking the wine, they suddenly heard a sneer in their ears: "The Turkic bandit chieftain is blatantly extorting and exploiting the people of the grassland. He deserves death!"

The chiefs were immediately in awe, wondering which hero was so bold as to dare to make such a bold statement to challenge the supreme king of the grassland? It really spoke out everyone's thoughts!
They all looked back.

Huang Sixi suddenly jumped up from the crowd of tens of thousands of Golden Wolf soldiers outside the tent, raised a ten-foot-long spear, and threw it at the "Martial Honor" Bi Xuan behind Shibi Khan from a distance of a hundred feet.

This attack accumulated all of Huang Sixi's strength. His inner energy surrounded the spear, forming a spiral whirlwind. The frozen soil on the ground cracked wherever it passed, and the Turkic flags fell to the ground.

The tents also shattered, and the people inside were exposed under the heavy snow.

Bi Xuan sensed the powerful force infused into the spear, and hurriedly reached out and pushed Shibi Khan to the side, avoiding the frontal attack of the spear whirlwind.

But Bi Xuan himself was forced to retreat more than ten feet due to the spear. He then stretched out his broad and heavy palm and grabbed the spear.

There was a bang!

The spear broke into pieces and turned into nothing.

Bi Xuan shook off the dust from the broken spear, revealing the demeanor of a great master who looked down upon the world. He opened his cold and unfathomable eyes and tried to lock onto Huang Sixi's position.

Unexpectedly, after Huang Sixi threw out the spear, his figure had already flown above Shibi Khan, and then he slapped down with his palm, attracting all the snowflakes within a radius of more than ten feet, and gathered under Huang Sixi's palm, forming a wide snow dragon body, and with a "bang!", it crushed down towards Shibi Khan's body.

After this palm strike, Shibi Khan and more than ten guards around him were all beaten into a bloody mess. Their bodies were so horrible that it was impossible to recognize their original appearance.

Huang Sixi lowered his head and saw a dragon-shaped mark on the frozen ground outside Shibi Khan's body. The dragon's body, more than ten feet long, looked lifelike.

Only the dragon head was located where Huang Sixi was standing, and was covered by Huang Sixi's body. Every time he launched the last palm of his Dragon Subduing Palm, the dragon's body was outside, and the dragon head overlapped with his body.

He couldn't help thinking: "I have never given a name to this last palm strike. It might as well be called 'Group of Dragons Without a Leader'! Every time I strike a palm strike, only the dragon's body is visible, but not the dragon's head. This is quite appropriate! The key is that I killed Shibi Khan with one palm strike, causing the Turkic group of dragons to be leaderless. This is simply in line with my palm strike method!"

(End of this chapter)