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White Wolf Mountain is covered in snow all year round, standing out starkly from the surrounding barren desert and Gobi.
The thunderous sound of horses' hooves pounded heavily on the parched ground, stirring up crimson clouds that swept across the sky and swept towards White Wolf Mountain.
Four hundred thousand Northern Barbarian cavalry, driven by greedy desires, galloped towards the high mountain, eager to enter the prosperous land of their dreams.
The foreign cavalryman on horseback had slightly reddened eyes, and a hint of innate confidence clung to his rough face.
The Great Yin Dynasty is nothing more than the backyard of the Northern Mang. How can a group of cowardly two-legged sheep withstand the bites of wolves?
For the Great Yin Dynasty, the Northern Mang people, from the Khan down to the commoners and even the lowliest slaves, exuded a deep-seated contempt.
In their minds, the people of the Great Yin could be disposed of and tortured at will, and their women and their wealth were rightfully theirs to enjoy.
Generation after generation, the soldiers of Northern Mang grew up through repeated slaughters of the border people of Dayin.
Even the starving, emaciated people of the Northern Barbarian border would straighten their hunched backs and feel a strange sense of superiority when they talked about the history of the Northern Barbarian conquest of the Great Yin.
Today, the Khan of Northern Mang, Basexi, has personally come to the battlefield to make the Dayin Dynasty pay a heavy price for refusing to send a princess for marriage.
"Hmph, that newly enthroned empress of the Yin Dynasty dared to refuse my Northern Mang's marriage proposal. If we don't teach them a lesson, they'll forget the infamous reputation of my Northern Mang clan."
Holding a top-grade Heavenly Scepter, Barcesi sat atop a galloping black steed, exuding regal bearing.
This alien king, who ruled Northern Mang for two hundred years, was the most outstanding emperor in the history of Northern Mang. His Nirvana Realm fourth-grade cultivation was enough to make him look down on the Great Wilderness.
Upon hearing this, Zuo Gu Wang Yin Zhixie grinned wickedly and said, "Khan, why not take advantage of the situation and storm Chang'an, then propose marriage to the Empress of Dayin in person and see if she'll be too scared to do anything?"
Upon hearing this, Bassi stroked his chin and asked, "I've heard that the Empress of the Great Yin is a beauty that appears only once in a thousand years?"
Yin Zhixie immediately replied, "That's right, the Empress of the Yin Dynasty is indeed incomparably beautiful."
Basei nodded and said, "Yes, only a woman like this is worthy of me. Well then, as long as she gives birth to a child for me and is made crown prince, she can continue to sit on the throne of the Yin Kingdom."
"The Khan is wise and righteous. Upon hearing this, the Empress of Yin Kingdom obediently lay on the bed, letting you take what you want."
"Ha ha ha ha!"
The emperor and his minister laughed unrestrainedly, as if they were about to storm Chang'an.
As the army was about to reach the foot of White Wolf Mountain, rows of wooden stakes suddenly appeared before them, numbering in the hundreds.
A naked man was hanging from each of the wooden stakes, struggling and writhing.
At the very front of the wooden stake stood a bronze cauldron, about half a person's height, with boiling water bubbling inside.
Twenty soldiers stood behind the bronze cauldron, among whom a valiant young man sat upright in front of it, toying with a gleaming dagger in his hand.
"Stop!"
Upon witnessing this bizarre scene, Barcelona immediately ordered his army to halt two miles away.
Shen Zhao remained expressionless, only glancing up briefly as he continued to play with the dagger in his hand.
Seeing this, Ding Bu'er trembled uncontrollably, clearly quite shocked by what he saw.
"Waaaaah~"
The men tied to the stakes saw the Northern Mang cavalry opposite them and immediately tried to shout for help, but the foot bindings in their mouths prevented them from uttering any words of distress.
"Khan, those are our scouts!"
"What!"
Barcelona looked in the direction Yin Zhixie was pointing, and their pupils immediately contracted.
No wonder none of the scouts I sent out returned; they were all captured by those Yin people. Didn't Huang Tianhu say that a major disaster had struck Yin territory and that White Wolf Mountain was unguarded?
"Damn it! This is a disgrace to Northern Mang!"
Barcelona nearly lost control.
In his mind, if his soldiers were captured by the enemy, they should commit suicide to maintain their dignity, rather than be taken to the battlefield and humiliated.
After a long while, Shen Zhao slowly raised his head, exchanged a glance with Barcelona in the distance, and then stood up and shouted at them.
"Brothers from Northern Mang! I have been waiting here for a long time! Our Great Yin is a land of etiquette. As the saying goes, when friends come from afar, we should do our best to be good hosts. Please allow me to cook a meal for you to express my gratitude!"
After he finished speaking, a Northern Mang prisoner was brought before Shen Zhao.
Without saying a word, Shen Zhao stabbed him through the heart with a knife.
"hateful!"
This scene caused the Northern Barbarian cavalry's blood pressure to rise.
How dare a flock of sheep kill a wolf?
This is absolutely outrageous.
But what happened next shattered their spirits and minds.
After dealing with the Northern Mang prisoners, Shen Zhao expressionlessly used his dagger to slice off a large chunk of bloody flesh from one of the prisoners' bodies, carefully chopped it into pieces in his palm, and then threw it into the boiling bronze cauldron.
At the same time, he hummed the Nine Clans' Lament: "After eating pickled vegetables and tofu, even the emperor is no match for me."
A chill ran through every Northern Mang soldier, and even through Basei and Yin Zhixie.
Once the meat had boiled, Shen Zhao picked up a long chopstick and stirred it in the bronze cauldron for a moment.
Such a bloody scene made the border soldiers behind him feel nauseous.
They were also seasoned veterans, but this was the first time they had ever witnessed such a bloody and cruel scene.
The next moment, Shen Zhao took the wooden bowl handed to him by Ding Bu'er with trembling hands, picked up a piece of meat from the bronze cauldron, put it into the bowl, and added a spoonful of soup with great interest, then raised it above his head and said.
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