"Quickly, brothers, lend a hand and help the herders get out of here as soon as possible!"
In a small village, Tuolu was directing the soldiers of the Red Ribbon Army to help the herders with their migration.
As the team expanded, Chen Qing promoted the original one hundred soldiers who followed him to captains of ten-man squads, responsible for training and political education of the young and strong herders.
These soldiers were all elite men carefully selected from the Liaozhou camp. Their martial prowess and ideological education were outstanding, and they were perfectly capable of teaching these ordinary herders.
After this period of education, the Red Ribbon Army soldiers have begun to show some of the discipline of the Han Army, and the ideas of being close to and protecting the people have been ingrained in their minds.
The Red Ribbon Army's excellent discipline not only earned the recognition of the herders but also added a soul to the team, giving the soldiers a greater sense of honor and responsibility.
A great man once said: The first characteristic of an invincible team is unwavering discipline.
Soon, with the help of the soldiers, all the supplies in the tribe were loaded and arranged.
Watching the herdsmen drive their cattle and sheep towards the Han Dynasty, chatting and laughing, Tuolü and the soldiers of the Red Ribbon Army all showed a hint of relief.
As the procession moved forward, Keluntai approached Tuolü, pointed southwest, and said in a deep voice:
“Brother Tuolü, there’s a medium-sized tribe a hundred miles to the west. Their leader is named Mo Huai, a staunch supporter of our former leader Mo Qing. It won’t be easy to win them over!”
Speaking of Mo Huai and Mo Qing, Ke Luntai's eyes were filled with hatred.
Seeing this, Tuolü said solemnly, "Mo Huai is loyal to the death, but those herdsmen are not. We only need to kill the culprit, and we must not harm the innocent!"
"yes!!"
Keluntai nodded in agreement and then fell silent.
The medium-sized tribes that Keluntai mentioned were located on the north bank of a river, surrounded by lush vegetation, and were much better off than the small tribes.
Around the tribe, herds of cattle and sheep were leisurely grazing on the grass, while a young and strong herder lay listlessly on the grass, basking in the sun with his eyes closed.
Suddenly, the ground beneath him trembled violently. The young man abruptly opened his eyes, scrambled to his feet, and looked eastward.
At the edge of his vision, a cavalry unit was galloping toward him, a large red flag at the head of the unit shining brightly in the sunlight.
The young man hurriedly untied the horn from his waist, then puffed out his cheeks and began to blow it.
"Waaaaah~!"
The urgent and mournful sound of the bugle echoed in all directions.
Inside the tribe, the men who heard the horn quickly grabbed their bows and arrows and began to assemble, while the women, with their children, ran into their tents.
Soon, Mo Huai, the tribe's leader, arrived outside the tribe with more than three hundred cavalrymen.
Upon seeing the attire of the approaching group, Mo Huai frowned in confusion.
In his view, the Xianbei people who were active in the vicinity should all belong to Murong Tu's command, and there was no reason for him to suddenly attack them.
Just as Mo Huai was wondering, Tuo Lu raised his spear, signaling the team to slow down, and then stopped three hundred meters away.
Seeing this, Mo Huai breathed a slight sigh of relief and then rode forward with several guards.
"Which commander's team are you from?"
Tuolü stepped forward alone on horseback and declared loudly, "We are the Han-affiliated Red Ribbon Army!"
"The Han Chinese Red Ribbon Army?"
Mo Huai was taken aback: "Are you from the Han Dynasty?"
"No, we are Xianbei people, but we have come to incorporate you on the orders of the Emperor!"
Tuolü responded loudly, pointing his spear at the other party.
"Take us in?"
Upon hearing this, Mo Huai's expression changed completely, and he looked at Tuo Lu and the more than a thousand soldiers behind him with a look of fear.
Tuolü smiled and nodded: "That's right, as long as you are willing to break away from your leader and surrender, we can spare your life!"
"Hmph~, you want me to surrender? Don't even think about it!!"
Mo Huai snorted coldly and directly rejected the proposal.
Over the past few years, he had plundered the Han Dynasty with Murong Tu, his hands stained with the blood of the Han people. He knew very well that others might live if they surrendered, but people like them only had one way out: death.
"In that case, how about a duel with me? If you win, we'll retreat immediately!"
Tuolu smiled and presented Mo Huai with the conditions for the duel.
Upon hearing this suggestion, Mo Huai's expression shifted. Looking at Tuo Lu, who was about the same size as him, he nodded and said, "Okay, I agree!"
Tuo Lu smirked and waved to Mo Huai: "Since that's the case, let's go!"
Upon seeing this, Mo Huai's face turned furious. He spurred his horse on, grabbed his lance, and charged towards Tuo Lü.
Seeing Mo Huai charging towards him, Tuo Lu remained firmly seated on his horse, not moving an inch, until the other man was twenty paces in front of him. Only then did he spur his horse and charge forward.
Just as Mo Huai's spear was about to reach his face, Tuo Lu suddenly lowered his body and raised his hand, dodging the fatal blow in an instant. He then thrust his spear directly into Mo Huai's chest, piercing him through, and then forcefully flung the corpse off his horse.
This brief exchange, which happened in the blink of an eye, appeared to the Xianbei cavalry as if their commander was simply going to his death.
After giving the corpses on the ground a cold look, Tuolü spurred his horse toward the group of Xianbei soldiers, with the Red Ribbon Army following closely behind.
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