Aduo looked at Xu Hui, who was blocking the door, with some confusion.
He didn't know what Xu Hui meant, but he knew that his tribe was under attack.
Women on the grasslands have always been known for their fierceness.
Without the slightest hesitation, Ado frowned and strode forward, speaking as she walked.
"We must tell Father right away! We must drive these wretched invaders away!"
"Ahui, stay in the tent and don't go out."
As soon as she finished speaking, Ado reached out her hand just as she was about to lift the curtain.
With a soft "plop," a sharp pain shot through her lower abdomen.
Ado looked down.
Xu Hui's lawnmower had already pierced through his lower abdomen.
Blood stained the precious silk brocade on his body.
A Duo's body went limp backward, and Xu Hui caught her in his arms.
The warm blood also stained the wool draped over Xu Hui's body.
A'duo, whose mouth was gushing blood, stared blankly at Xu Hui.
Xu Hui looked at her as well, and memories of the past five years flooded his mind.
Ado's hand struggled to reach Xu Hui's cheek, blood spilling from her mouth.
"Why...?"
A Duo's voice was muffled, and Xu Hui's eyes were also filled with tears.
He grasped Ado's blood-stained hand.
Looking at Ado, whose life force was rapidly fading away, with unprecedented affection, he murmured softly.
"The Han and the traitors cannot coexist."
As the sound faded, only the shouts of battle outside the tent continued.
However, at this moment, the world seemed to have gone silent in Xu Hui's ears.
Ado used the last of her strength to speak.
She recited the story of the first time she met Xu Hui.
The sentence that the elegant but slightly disheveled young man recited to himself.
"The peach tree is young and tender, its leaves are lush and green. This maiden is going to her husband's home, may she bring harmony to her family."
After the sound faded, A'duo fell silent.
War has always been like this.
Relatives and friends will turn against each other; good friends will sever ties with each other.
Xu Hui forced back his grief and closed A Duo's eyes, murmuring something.
"We missed our chance to ride side by side in this life, but may we be together again in the next."
After saying that, Xu Hui placed A Duo's body on the ball of white wool that he had painstakingly picked over half a year.
The blood stained the wool red, like roses blooming in all directions.
Covered in blood, Xu Hui picked up the guillotine that had fallen to the ground.
Then, without hesitation, he rushed out of the low tent that had confined him for five years.
At this moment, shouts of battle rose from within the Xiongnu tribe.
They never imagined that one day Han Chinese cavalrymen clad in armor would appear on the vast grasslands.
Inside the large tent at the center of the tribe, when the tribe's chief, Ge Dan, heard that Han Chinese were coming to attack, his first thought was absurd!
How could Han Chinese possibly invade the grasslands?
However, screams continued to come from outside the tent.
Ge Dan finally realized that she hadn't misheard!
"Quickly! Kill the enemy! Kill the enemy!"
Ge Dan immediately dispatched all of his guards.
He then immediately grabbed the scimitar from his tent and rushed outside.
However, the moment he rushed out, he was completely dumbfounded by what he saw!
Countless Han Chinese warhorses galloped past! A chilling killing intent swept over them!
Wherever the Han cavalry went, no one could stop them!
The mere two or three hundred cavalrymen who remained were slaughtered in an instant!
Ge Dan stared at the scene before her, her face deathly pale.
"How is this possible? How is this possible?"
Why were there Han Chinese cavalry on the grasslands?
However, at this moment, there was no one who could answer his question!
There was no need for Mu Zi'an to personally take action in this battle.
Luo Cheng led a thousand-strong cavalry, composed of previously defeated soldiers, to charge in first.
Zhao Yun led a thousand Night Scoundrels to bring up the rear.
Han Shizhong and Liang Hongyu, husband and wife, each led a thousand men to form an encirclement, determined not to let a single Xiongnu cavalryman escape.
With just one charge, the entire tribe was instantly routed!
Seeing the scene before him, the tribal chief, Gedan, was furious, his eyes bloodshot!
Little did he know that a pair of cold eyes had already locked onto him.
Xu Hui, gripping the blood-stained weapon, charged towards Ge Dan.
Without the slightest hesitation, the instant before Ge Dan could mount his horse, he immediately swung his sword down towards Ge Dan's neck.
Blood splattered! The not-so-sharp guillotine did not cleanly sever Ge Dan's neck.
Instead, it got stuck on Ge Dan's neck bone.
Ge Dan, who had fallen from his horse, turned around in shock. When he saw Xu Hui, who was covered in blood, his eyes flashed with endless fear.
He never imagined that a lowly Han Chinese slave would dare to kill him!
"you......"
Before Ge Dan could finish speaking, Xu Hui pounced on her like a hungry wolf!
He pressed his hands firmly against the guillotine that was already embedded in Ge Dan's neck.
Even though Ge Dan tried his best to resist, the blood flowing from his neck took away most of his body heat.
At this moment, everyone in the tribe was trying to escape the Han people's pursuit, and no one cared about Ge Dan's life or death.
Xu Hui gripped the guillotine handle tightly and then roared!
It seems like he wanted to vent all the grievances and anger he had accumulated over the past five years!
The guillotine slashed! Blood spurted out!
This scene! Just like the first time he slaughtered a sheep on the grassland!
Only when Ge Dan's body stopped moving did Xu Hui feel as if all his strength had been drained away.
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