The pork butcher is smoother than a pig butcher!

Chapter 423 Old Rules

In order to meet the female general who led the Han army immediately, the Bo people leader put on his finest animal skins and eagerly led 60,000 men down the mountain.

Having learned from their previous experience, they now know how to drive away wild animals from the nearby mountains to help clear the way.

Fortunately, after changing direction, we didn't encounter any more traps.

After going around in circles, they finally encountered the Han army on the official road.

It was less than two miles away, enough time to get a clear look at the enemy's leading soldiers.

Immediately, all the Bo people's eyes were focused on Gan Minglan.

After a while.

A dozen or so Bo people couldn't help but sigh.

"She is indeed as beautiful as a celestial being."

"Her face is so white!"

"We've searched every mountain stronghold, and there's no one more beautiful than this woman. If the leader can win her over, this will be a worthwhile trade."

"Judging from her cold demeanor, she's probably not a gentle and good-tempered person!"

"That's what they deserve! If a wife is disobedient, she'll learn to obey her husband after being beaten a few times."

"Let's say she was that Han emperor's concubine, shall we? Look at her, going out to war with a pet? What's that? It's so big, it looks like a fox?"

"Since the Han emperor doesn't value the lives of his concubines, our leader has no choice but to reluctantly accept it."

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In other words, the pronunciation of the Bo language and Chinese is different, and the Kansai army could not understand what the other side was saying.

The Bo chieftain stood still, staring at the beautiful face of the female general opposite him for a few breaths, about to say something.

Suddenly, his gaze fell on the other person's mount.

What breed of horse was that?
A big head, a thick neck, and short ears!

There was a tuft of white hair the size of a palm on his forehead.

The silver-white fox curled up into a ball and sat steadily on the horse's head.

A beautiful woman, a BMW, and a beloved pet!

What an eye-catching combination!

The ancestors of the Bo people were a nomadic people.

They have an innate ability to distinguish good from bad when it comes to livestock, especially horses.

The Bo chieftain murmured:
"With its thick, rounded joints and plump thighs, it's definitely a steed with excellent stamina! This chieftain not only wants to marry the female general, but also her horse! As for that white fox, hmm, skinning it and making a fur hat would be very warm."

Upon hearing this, the servant beside him flattered him:
"Thank you for your trouble, leader. Everything has been arranged perfectly for the female general. Shall I give a heads-up to the other side first, so as to avoid accidentally injuring the female general and her precious horse later?"

"Haha, shout it out, shout it out in the official language of Han people."

Not long after.

From the Bo people's ranks, a few fools actually ran out, cupped their hands to their mouths, and shouted loudly:

"General, our leader has taken a liking to you! He'll make you surrender obediently with your BMW, your beloved pet, and 20,000 men!"

"After you marry our leader, you won't have to lead a bunch of men to fight anymore!"

"As long as you give our leader a few more sons, I guarantee you will live a better life in the Bo village than in the palace."

"We live a very comfortable life in our mountain village. We have an endless supply of animal meat every day. You can eat a bowl and throw the rest away!"

"Surrender, General."

After the shouts of the Bo people ended, the 20,000 soldiers in Guanzhong fell into a deathly silence, staring at their general's frosty face.

Then, their shoulders kept shrugging.

The expression on his face was very strange.

Just bear with it.

After one person broke down, the others finally couldn't hold back anymore.

Then, the soldiers at the front of the line almost burst out laughing.

"Hahaha"

"quack"

Gan Minglan: "Very good!"

He was burning with anger, but it wasn't showing on his face.

She only glanced at the crowd sideways.

The laughter abruptly stopped. Then everyone heard her casually say:

"King Rat, did you hear that? You're going to become my dowry! Look at the animal skin she's wearing! What are your thoughts?"

King Atu, your mouth is full of foul language.

"squeak"

The patriarch has been humiliated; his personal guards should be executed!
Fifty bodyguards could not tolerate a group of barbarians who treated their master so disrespectfully!
Tiger Head, the most skilled fighter, immediately stepped forward and volunteered: "Master, wouldn't capturing five thousand prisoners be enough for us today?"

The prisoners who had been captured alive twice before had tested these men's skills in the past few days.

They were all reckless brutes who fought without any strategy.

Only courage and fearlessness in the face of death matter.

It's not that rare!
General Gan: "."

Fine, let the Bo people have their fun for a while.

She asked Tiger Head, "You not only want to kill people for money, but you're also scared by the prisoners' appetites, aren't you?"

"Those Bo people have the nerve to brag. Those who were captured all have stomachs like bottomless pits. They can drink a whole bucket of thin porridge without any pickles in one meal. Their appetite is no less than that of Master Yuanzhi, who is the biggest eater."

"Master, you don't know, but at first, several old generals wanted to intercept them, but after seeing them eat one meal, they gave up the idea of ​​taking them back to Shangdu."

It's not that I'm disgusted, it's that I really can't afford to raise them.

Why do prisoners of war get killed so easily during wars these days?

There simply wasn't enough food to feed them!
The grain that was taken to Shangdu was all that the border town had saved up from the last few years.

Gan Minglan readily accepts good advice:
"In that case, let's gather ten thousand prisoners. The rest will proceed as usual!"

The young guards immediately beamed with joy. They loved the old rules the most; the old rules would make them rich!

What are the old rules?
However, the elderly, women, and children will not be killed!

The first two times, they did not use firearms to capture prisoners.

This is the final battle, so we naturally brought plenty of ammunition.

It's time to let these barbarians taste the power of gunpowder!

Following a gunshot.

The Bo people soon discovered that the female general they had mistaken for a concubine of the Han emperor was no mere figurehead.

When they kill, they are far more ruthless than men.

She's not picky.

Any Bo people who appeared near her wooden spear were dealt with by her with a wave of her hand.

Under the wooden gun, everyone is equal.

Yes, it's one shot, one life.

Before the Bo people's leader could even praise his own good judgment, he was almost kicked to the ground by the iron hooves of the wild horse king.

God.

Even a horse can be used as a weapon!

Whenever someone fell to the female general's wooden spear, it couldn't resist jumping on the corpse a couple of times.

Those two blows.

They trampled a dent into the chest cavity of the dead person.

So cruel!

Not only was the female general ruthless, but the Han Chinese soldiers who charged in front of her were also extraordinary.

Their armor, covering their faces, was strong enough to protect them from arrows and blades.

But the spears they wielded could pierce through the Bo people who were only dressed in animal skins.

With the aid of muskets.

In just fifteen minutes, the battle had become clear.

The biggest difference between the Bo people and the Miao and Qiang people is that they are truly not afraid of death.

They were willing to use their bodies to shield themselves from gunfire.

Someone is clearly already dead.

He was still holding onto the Han army tightly with both hands.

After the Bo chieftain gave the order to retreat, his servants carved a bloody path for him.

(End of this chapter)