In ancient battlefields, things like being hacked and chopped with axes were not terrifying...

What's frightening is the infection that follows the cutting.

There were no antibiotics back then, and once someone got infected, they were basically ruined!

Of those who were lucky enough to survive, only one in ten was lucky!

Therefore, ancient soldiers would rather endure excruciating pain and brand their wounds with hot irons than risk dying from infection!

But arrow wounds are rather unethical!

Because he shot into people's bodies, some even embedding themselves directly in the bone...

You wouldn't stick a red-hot iron hook into a wound just to disinfect it, would you?

Therefore, arrow wounds are often the most fatal!

This is also a wicked act. He smeared the bodily fluids of a dead animal on the arrowhead. In this way, if the arrowhead grazes the skin, the person will almost certainly die!

And the Xianbei Khan Murong Hong was struck by such a poisoned arrow!

Not only did I get a fever, but I also contracted tetanus and an unknown disease...

After all these days... even if he were sent to a modern hospital, his condition would be so bad that he might not be saved.

Murong Hong coughed violently, coughing up a lot of blood... Changsun Yuehua and many princes all rushed over anxiously, bursting into tears.

"Listen up... cough cough!"

Murong Hong coughed and said, "A-Jie is right! The fact that the messenger was able to return alive means... the Xiongnu deliberately let him come back. If Jiang Ming wants to rescue us, he will inevitably encounter an ambush on his way. That kid is so smart, he definitely won't fall for such a trick or suffer such a loss... However, I believe... he will definitely come back to rescue you. I can't go on, I have to go first... My Khanate will be passed on to..."

He spoke haltingly, and all the princes stared wide-eyed, each wanting to inherit Murong Hong's throne.

Murong Hong, panting heavily, glanced at the children's faces, about to give the answer...

At this moment, a guard came in and reported: "Reporting to the Khan! The Xiongnu camp at the foot of the mountain has been attacked! It must be the Prince Consort coming to our rescue!"

Upon hearing this, Murong Hong seemed to have received a shot of adrenaline, and immediately regained his spirits, ordering his sons to carry him outside the tent to check the situation...

But below the mountain, countless Xiongnu camps were set ablaze, the fires stretched as far as the eye could see, the grasslands were a sea of ​​flames, and countless screams and wails could be heard... Some Xiongnu even tried to escape to the Great Xianbei Mountain.

At this point, however, it was still unclear which force had launched the sneak attack on the Xiongnu camp!

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The Northern Xiongnu surrounded the Great Xianbei Mountain, and as the besieging party, they naturally had to be on high alert at night.

Otherwise, wouldn't the Xianbei have easily broken through with a counter-encirclement charge?

Therefore, it is highly unlikely that they would carry out a massacre like they did when they raided the Southern Xiongnu's old camp!

To win and maximize the gains, you need to be fast and kill as many people as possible in the shortest amount of time!

Jiang Ming set clear targets for his soldiers: 100 taels of silver for killing one person, 200 taels of silver for killing two people, and 500 taels of silver for killing three people!

This bounty was an astronomical figure that these ordinary soldiers could hardly imagine!

Because 200 taels of silver, according to market prices, is enough to buy a young virgin as a concubine!

One hundred taels of silver is enough to settle down a small family, buy a few acres of land, build a house, and live a stable life.

As for 500 taels!

That would directly elevate them to the middle class...

Jiang Ming led a total of 150,000 troops. If each of them could earn 100 taels, that would be 15 million taels of silver, which is obviously impossible!

The total annual tax revenue of all the vassal states in Dagan was only 75 million taels of silver.

That accounts for one-fifth of the annual tax revenue is outrageous!

But the problem is, war kills people!

In a war, if one side's soldiers can kill one person per soldier, then the casualty ratio is absolutely crushing!

If you can kill two people, that would be a miracle!

Therefore, earning 500 taels is not an easy task.

But the problem is... Jiang Ming's group of guys, whether they were from the Changsun tribe, the original soldiers of Dukang County, or the Southern Xiongnu soldiers who joined later, followed Jiang Ming all the way, fighting dozens of battles, big and small, and winning every single one of them with overwhelming victories!

Our side has almost never suffered any major losses!

In other words, even the most cowardly person in Jiang Ming's unit felt that killing seven or eight people in one go should be no problem!

Happiness is right before your eyes, and changing your destiny begins tonight!

Changsun Hu, a Xianbei general of the Changsun tribe, drew his sword and said to all the Xianbei cavalry, "Brothers, in order for our descendants to eat delicious and fertile food, and for our women to wear silk clothes, we will fight these barbarians of the Northern Xiongnu!"

The generals of the Southern Xiongnu were also like they had been injected with chicken blood, and they were all shouting excitedly!

Because they were promised that if they could kill more than three people, in addition to a reward of 500 taels of silver, they would also be given a virgin woman as a wife!

This reward was an incredibly tempting offer for the Xiongnu!

"Brothers, kill them! They're fucking women's white asses!"

"Yes! And there's no strange smell!"

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