"What are you trying to do...?"

The Xianbei soldiers guarding the Jie people were startled when they saw their comrades suddenly rushing towards them, and immediately stepped forward to stop them.

"Let me go, I'm going to kill them...!"

The young soldier, who had been stopped, gritted his teeth and glared at the group of Jie people, shouting loudly with a ferocious expression.

"Let us through, we're going to kill these beasts..."

The others who came with him also roared angrily and pushed forward with all their might.

At the same time, many angry soldiers ran from the direction of the other sheep pens, shouting that they would kill all the Jie people, and confronted the soldiers in charge of guarding them.

The entire camp was thrown into chaos.

Inside the tent, Tan Shihuai and Han Sui were studying the map on the parchment scroll when they suddenly heard a commotion outside.

Tan Shihuai frowned and looked at one of his personal guards beside him.

"Go and see what's going on outside?"

"promise!!"

The guards obeyed and immediately ran outside.

Before long, the guard hurriedly ran back.

"Great Chanyu, something terrible has happened... Many of our soldiers are clamoring to kill all those Jie people!"

"What...? Let's go check it out!"

Tan Shihuai suddenly stood up and ran outside quickly, with Han Sui following behind, somewhat confused.

Stepping out of the tent, Tan Shihuai immediately spotted the two groups of soldiers facing off in the center of the camp. He frowned and quickly walked over.

"Stop it, all of you!!"

Upon seeing Tan Shihuai approaching, the soldiers immediately fell silent.

Seeing this, Tan Shihuai stepped forward, looked at the soldiers, and angrily demanded:

"What's going on? You are all members of the same tribe, how can you draw your swords against each other?"