Chapter 417 Foreign Affairs Letter (Additional update for reward 44)

​​The setting sun was like blood, the sky was full of red clouds, forty elite warriors wearing armor and holding swords, and 120 sturdy and strong horses were lined up in front of the Snow Wolf team. The leader did not wear a helmet, but had a silver tin crown on his head. He did not hold a long sword in his hand, but held a long flagpole.

The eight-character flag with black characters on a white background, "Those who offend the mighty Han will be punished even if they are far away", fluttered in the evening breeze. The war horses under his crotch kept snorting, and the horseshoes with iron shoes were digging the ground from time to time, like an arrow ready to be launched, as if it could be released at any time and penetrate all obstacles in front.

The cavalry of the Han tribe had already circled in front of the enemy without knowing when, replaced the tired horses in advance, rested for a while, and waited for them in front with ease.

Although the Snow Wolf team also had horses to change, they had to graze the stolen sheep while on the road, so they could not run very fast, so it was inevitable that they would be blocked in front of them.

At this time, looking at the 40 warriors in front of them who were silent, although there were still about 300 people on the Snow Wolf side, they did not dare to underestimate the dozens of people on the other side. They met here today. It seemed that they could either fight to the death and fight their way out, abandoning all the stolen livestock. Maybe the other side would let them go because of the livestock; or they could only surrender obediently and pray that these devil warriors would not kill them in front of the battlefield.

But to their surprise, the other side did not attack for a long time, but two leaders came out of the team and rode their horses alone to the middle of the two sides.

"Who is your leader? Come out and speak. Here is what our Han tribe leader said to your leader. Come forward and receive it immediately, otherwise none of you will leave here alive."

You Fu shouted at them with a big flag, and Ling Feng, who acted as an interpreter, repeated it loudly in the language of the grassland.

Speaking of this, the civilization of the grassland people evolved faster. The grassland is boundless, but it is flat. Unlike the tribes in the mountainous areas, there are mountains everywhere. You can live an isolated life in any corner. Moreover, the mountain people have no tamed mounts and can only use their own two legs to travel. This also makes the civilization in the mountainous areas more closed. How can the language be unified without the opportunity to communicate?

Most of the grasslands are nomadic tribes, and they have to migrate at least twice a year. In addition, they have horses to ride, and their mobility is obviously stronger. Therefore, the tribes communicate very frequently. In order to make the other party understand what they say, they have evolved a unified language early. Even if some places still have their own "dialects", they are basically the same. Different nomadic tribes have no problem communicating in language, not to mention Lingfeng, the "grassland savage" who has been wandering around.

Sure enough, the other party understood Lingfeng's words, but couldn't help but be a little surprised. These guys chased for several days at a time and ran here to intercept them in advance, just to pass a message for their leader? ! Besides, their tribe is not here, right? How did their leader know about this?

I can't figure out the reason, but fortunately, the other party didn't want to fight or kill right away this time, just asked to pass on a message. Anyway, there is no leader among them. Even if the other party makes any demands, they can just say that they can't make the decision and need to go back to ask the leader what to do. In this way, they will have nothing to do and can go back alive. I just don't know if their leader will kill them after they go back. After all, the loss this time is so great, but they didn't get any benefits.

Soon, a single rider came out of the Snow Wolf team. That person was the leader of the current remnant army. The previous chief and deputy Boos had either died in battle or died of serious injuries. Anyway, no one survived. Now only he, a small fish with a slightly higher status, can come out to do this.

"I am Tengger of the Snow Wolf Tribe, the leader of this team now, I am not the leader. If you have anything to say to our leader, I can tell him when I go back." A young man with braids on both sides of his cheeks rode out and came to You Fu and said.

"Very good, take this flag, this is for your leader, let him remember what is written on it, those who offend the mighty Han will be punished no matter how far away they are, which means that if you provoke our Han tribe, we will come and destroy you no matter how far away you are.

Tell your leader to wash his neck and wait for our elite warriors of the Han tribe to chop off his head. Oh, by the way, there is another gift for you, which we have carefully prepared for you one by one, bring them all here."

You Fu felt so powerful when speaking for the first time, holding the big flag in his hand, the eight big characters on it gave him full confidence, and he felt that tens of thousands of people in the entire Han tribe were standing behind him. If anyone dared to touch him, he would probably be hunted down by the Han tribe. Although he knew it was impossible, it did not affect his performance on the spot at all.

Soon, the warriors of the Han tribe led their spare horses to the front of the battle, and then untied the reddish white cloth bags from the horse's back, and threw them all on the open space between the two sides.

A strange smell suddenly filled the air. Some of the bundles accidentally fell apart when they fell to the ground, revealing the swollen and rotten heads inside. But you can still tell at a glance that they are members of the Snow Wolf tribe, just like the braided hairstyle above, which is the same as the hairstyle of the guy named Tenger in front of him.

"You, you, what do you want?"

Tenger looked at the heads on the ground. They were all members of the tribe who had eaten meat together a few days ago, but now they were dead and had no complete corpses. Even if they died, their heads would be cut off by the enemy to humiliate them.

You Fuke did not answer the other party's question, but calmly took out a scroll made of cloth from his arms, opened it and took a look, and then read it directly to the other party.

"Yesterday, your tribe invaded our Han Empire caravan, robbed our property, killed our people, and burned countless of our vehicles and supplies. Your acts of robbery are as clear as the sun and the moon. Your crimes are unforgivable and everyone has the right to punish you.

However, God has a benevolent nature. It is not my intention to raise troops to kill and destroy people, causing great suffering to the people. If your tribe makes the following compensation, the matter will be over. Otherwise, our Han Empire has many soldiers and generals, and tens of thousands of troops will immediately march south to trample your tribe into dust to

avenge the previous grudge. The following is a list of compensation materials: 200 young and strong laborers, 200 mature cattle, 1,000 horses, 5,000 sheep, and a total of 10,000 cattle and sheep skins and 500 pairs of cattle horns. Please pay the compensation next spring. Otherwise, you can wait to be slaughtered."

(End of this chapter)