Reborn as Liu Hong: Building a Divine Great Han Empire

Emperor Ling of Han was the last powerful emperor of the Han Dynasty, a figure who could have altered the course of history, yet he became the root cause of the empire's collapse.

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Chapter 793 The Westward Migration of the Wuhuan

At noon the next day, Gongsun Zan led the soldiers of the White Horse Camp back to Daqing Military Town with dejected expressions.

Looking at Ma Teng and Gongsun Du who came to greet him, Gongsun Zan couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

In his eagerness to claim credit, Gongsun Zan broke away from the group to pursue the enemy, only to find nothing. At this point, Gongsun Zan was prepared to be ridiculed by Ma Teng.

"Haha~, Bo Gui is sure to win a great victory this time. I wonder where Murong Tu is now?"

As soon as he got close, Ma Teng's annoying voice reached Gongsun Zan's ears.

Gongsun Zan gave Ma Teng a disgruntled look: "Our warhorses were exhausted and failed to catch up with the enemy!"

Ma Teng frowned as well: "What? Murong Tu ran away?"

"Indeed, my soldiers are inferior to the enemy in both horsemanship and stamina, and cannot catch up!"

Gongsun Zan nodded, without seeking a reason, and directly admitted the gap between himself and the other party.

Upon hearing the usually arrogant Gongsun Zan utter these words, Ma Teng couldn't help but show a solemn expression.

From the very beginning of the formation of the four cavalry battalions, Ma Teng and others regarded the Xianbei cavalry as their adversaries, but now, before even engaging in combat, they have already suffered a defeat.

It should be noted that Gongsun Zan's White Horse Camp was recognized as the fastest cavalry, yet it couldn't keep up with the Xianbei cavalry. This was a significant blow to Ma Teng and his men.

"By the way, how's the situation on your end?" Gongsun Zan couldn't help but ask.

Ma Teng shook his head: "Don't even mention it. Our army had barely charged up to those Xianbei people when they surrendered. We didn't even have a chance to fight!"

"Forget it, we'll run into each other again someday. For now, let's go back and get back to training!"

Gongsun Zan's gaze sharpened, a fierce fighting spirit flashing in his eyes.

The group then returned to Daqing Military Town and began to pack up.

The more than 14,000 Xianbei prisoners were all enslaved and sent to various counties in Liaozhou to work on building bridges and roads.

Meanwhile, Cao Cao, Liu Bei, Sun Jian, Yuan Shao, and their combined army of 40,000 had crossed the Nenjiang River and entered the territory of the Wuhuan people.

Sun Jian led 10,000 cavalrymen to attack the various tribes of the Wuhuan.

Cao Cao, Liu Bei, and Yuan Shao led 30,000 infantrymen to follow behind and were responsible for organizing and driving away the Wuhuan herdsmen.

Over these days, about a dozen small and medium-sized tribes were attacked by Sun Jian, and nearly 40,000 Wuhuan herders were driven out by Cao Cao and others.

On this day, as dawn broke, the dazzling red sun slowly rose, and the golden morning light pierced through the clouds, shining on the grassland. Reflected by the dew on the grass blades, the emerald green grassland shimmered with colorful light.

A cavalryman clad in black armor galloped across the grassland as if chased by the sunlight, leaving the grass in ruins after his trampling.

At the front of the procession, a bright red Chinese character flag fluttered in the wind. Sun Jian, who was running at the very front, had a calm expression and his eyes were always fixed on the front.

In the distance, in a pastoral camp with nearly four thousand people, early-rising women greet the morning sun and begin their day's work.

They carried wooden buckets to the livestock shed, squatted down, and squeezed fresh cow's milk and mare's milk into the buckets.

There was no calamity last year, and the water and grass are particularly abundant this year, resulting in a large increase in cattle and sheep. These herders are living much better lives than usual.

Therefore, these women also had a smile on their faces while they were working.

Just then, the faint sound of horses' hooves suddenly came from afar, and the women couldn't help but look up.

By this time, the sun had fully risen, and looking into the dazzling sunlight, a large dark shadow could be seen rapidly approaching on the distant horizon.

The sound of horses' hooves, like muffled thunder, echoed across the grassland, growing ever closer, and the ground beneath their feet began to tremble.

The women screamed in terror and scattered in all directions.

Inside the tent, the sleeping men were awakened by the women's screams. Feeling the tremors beneath their feet, the men, regaining their senses, frantically grabbed their knives and bows and rushed out of the tent.

The Han cavalrymen near the camp were completely bathed in sunlight, their black armor seemingly coated with a layer of golden dawn, making them exceptionally dazzling.

The men who rushed out of their tents were so frightened by the sight of tens of thousands of cavalry charging towards them that their legs went weak.

This tribe could only muster a force of seven or eight hundred men at most. How could they possibly withstand the charge of tens of thousands of cavalry?

But their women and children were behind them, so they couldn't retreat.

Just as these men were preparing for a desperate fight, the approaching cavalry suddenly slowed down and began to move slowly toward them.

"They are Han soldiers!!"

A literate Wuhuan man immediately spotted the large banner with Chinese characters approaching and exclaimed in surprise.

"Han army? What are they doing here?"

"I wonder, could they be here to recruit us?"

"Perhaps so. If they were here to attack us, we would already be dead!"

As the Han cavalry slowly approached, some Wuhuan men couldn't help but discuss among themselves.

Soon, about 500 meters from the camp, Sun Jian pulled on the reins and stopped advancing.

Seeing the Han army stop, the camp leader also rode forward.

"Honorable warriors of the Han Dynasty, what brings you here?"

The leader placed himself in a very humble position, speaking politely and respectfully.

Of course, facing the Han's ten thousand iron cavalry, he had no choice but to be polite and respectful.

Sun Jian rode forward and proclaimed loudly, "By order of the Emperor of the Great Han, I have come to reclaim the lost territories of the Great Han. All you people and herdsmen shall immediately leave this place!"

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