Chapter 138: Banners Flying in the West Wind

Of the 50,000 Rongdi cavalry, only a few hundred escaped in the end.

The rest were all killed by Sheng Huaian's men. The dazzling sun shone on the corpses, and the blood dyed the yellow sand red.

Broken spears were stuck in the desert, and flags were half-covered in the desert.

The 50,000 elite soldiers of the Rongdi Wugan tribe were defeated in the Sudan Desert and turned into dry bones and dead souls in the yellow sand.

"Homemade chickens and pottery dogs, they are really weak." Hu Bing looked at the corpses of Rongdi soldiers on the ground and smiled faintly.

Those corpses on the ground are their merits.

"You are so proud. If it weren't for the general, we might not be able to defeat this Rongdi army." Zhou Yuan said.

In a world with powerful warriors, if there is no strong leader in the army, the combat effectiveness is very different from that of an army with powerful warriors.

The innate strong men in this army of Rongdi tribe, the strong man who had reached the great perfection of the master, were all killed by Sheng Huaian, so that they could achieve success so easily.

"Ten thousand wins!"

"Ten thousand wins!"

After the great victory, the soldiers raised their swords and guns and shouted, with high spirits.

Fighting is the best transformation. Strong armies all come out of battles.

After the soldiers stopped cheering, Sheng Huaian ordered to collect the war horses. There were more than 30,000 intact war horses.

The injured and dead war horses can only be treated as food and will not be discarded.

All the soldiers under Sheng Huaian have practiced the Jiaomang Swallowing Technique, and their appetite is very large. These horse meats are also meat.

The army continued to move forward and headed towards the grassland at the northern end of the desert.

In the evening, the army walked out of the desert.

The west wind blew, the flags were rolling, and the battle flags were fluttering.

When the herdsmen of the Suwu tribe saw the army coming out of the desert, they did not recognize it as the army of the Wei Dynasty at first.

When they got closer, they were stunned.

"The Wei army, the Wei army is coming."

"Swoosh!"

Several arrows shot over, and the herdsmen were shot dead before they could even shout.

"Hu Bing, your troops will attack and destroy this tribe." Sheng Huaian looked at the tents not far away.

The stars of fire had just lit up.

"Yes, General." Hu Bing immediately led his cavalry to charge.

"Listen to my command, charge!"

"Kill!"

The charge horn sounded, and the shouts of killing filled the sky.

The people of the Suwu tribe looked up and saw the mighty cavalry coming.

"Enemy attack!"

A roar spread throughout the tribe.

The warriors of the Suwu tribe rushed to their horses.

Unfortunately, arrows were shot one after another, and screams of "Ah" rang out. The warriors of the Suwu tribe who rushed towards the war horses were constantly shot and killed.

"Kill!!"

The army rushed into the Suwu tribe and started a massacre. Anyone who did not kneel down and surrendered became a dead soul under the knife.

The Suwu tribe was full of shouts and killings. Soon, this tribe of only 8,000 people was slaughtered.

This time Sheng Huaian did not call for a stop, nor did he ask for prisoners.

They had already gone deep into the grassland. In the absence of sufficient troops, it was not suitable to march with prisoners.

The Suwu tribe became history. They never thought until their death that one day, the Wei army would kill into the depths of the grassland.

The cattle, sheep, and food of the Suwu tribe all became the military rations of Sheng Huaian's army. After collecting the war horses and dealing with the corpses, Sheng Huaian's army will be stationed here tonight.

"Haha, the sheep of this Rongdi tribe are so fat." Hu Bing and others each held a roasted lamb and feasted on it.

They have reached the Xiantian realm, and they have the Grandmaster realm Jiaomang Swallowing Breath Technique. Eating ten sheep in one meal is not a problem.

"Indeed, this Rongdi tribe is indeed a nomadic people. The cattle and sheep they raise are fat." Wang Zhan ate meat with big mouthfuls.

Although he can't drink a lot, he can eat meat every day after following Sheng Huaian. This life is much better than when he was wandering around.

Sheng Huaian only ate a roasted lamb and didn't continue to eat. Eating these lambs can't provide him with much essence.

The Grandmaster's extreme cultivation can only be transformed into essence by natural materials and spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

After satisfying his appetite, Sheng Huaian didn't continue to eat. Today, he harvested more than 70,000 killing points. Adding the more than 80,000 killing points he harvested from sweeping the grassland a few days ago, this time he has harvested a huge killing point of 160,000.

Adding the more than 220,000 killing points that had been left before, Sheng Huaian now has more than 380,000 killing points.

Late at night, Sheng Huaian consumed 80,000 killing points and upgraded the "Taishi Daodian" to the Great Perfection. Sheng Huaian seemed to have realized the Dao for hundreds of years overnight.

Sheng Huaian had a deep understanding of the Taishi Daodian.

That night, Sheng Huaian consumed another 100,000 killing points and directly upgraded his Dao cultivation to the limit of Yin Shen.

That night, Sheng Huaian reached the peak of both martial arts and Dao.

One step further, he would be a martial saint and a Yang God.

The life span of a martial saint is 500 years, and that of a Yang God is 1,000 years. At that time, Sheng Huaian would be a land immortal, and he would be able to sit back and watch the vicissitudes of life, the rise and fall of clouds, and the rise and fall of dynasties.

The next morning, just after the sun rose and breakfast was over, Sheng Huaian's troops started to sweep the grassland.

The Rongdi tribes on the grassland basically had little resistance to Sheng Huaian's troops.

The strong ones include Sheng Huaian who kills them with shocking moves, and the cavalry includes heavy armored cavalry who charge forward and crush all enemies.

The small and medium-sized Rongdi tribes suffered countless casualties.

"Damn it, this Wei army is damned, they dared to chase us deep into the grassland, do they really think that our Rongdi tribes are made of mud?" Gu Zhong of the Gudi tribe took over as the leader of the tribe. After receiving the news reported by the tribe members, he was furious.

The Wei army dared to cross the Sudan Desert and kill into the depths of the grassland.

The two great masters of the tribe were killed, causing the Gudi tribe to fall out of the royal tribe. Gu Zhong hated the Wei Dynasty.

"Go, notify the other royal tribes to unite. The Wei army has entered the grassland, which is a slap in the face of our Rongdi tribes." Gu Zhong wants to unite the entire Rongdi tribe, kill Sheng Huaian's tribe, and avenge the two ancestors of the tribe.

Sheng Huaian's tribe attacked recklessly in the depths of the grassland and slaughtered the Rongdi tribe, causing the entire Rongdi tribe to begin to unite.

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A hidden delegation set out from Luojing and headed to the northwest.

On the carriage, Han Yanran, dressed in men's clothing, had a beautiful face and an indescribable charm.

"I don't know what the general Sheng looks like." Han Yanran was looking forward to it.

She liked the poem written by Sheng Huaian very much, "The clouds think of clothes and the flowers think of faces, the spring breeze blows the threshold and the dew is thick."

It's a pity that this poem was written for a brothel girl, and the brothel girl seemed to be a demon.

It's a pity that such a masterpiece was wasted.

Wang Wu came to the capital to report the war in person, but was left in the capital.

He wanted to go back to Hexi, but the imperial army ordered him to stay in the capital.

"Hey, if I had known earlier, I would have let others report the news. Why should I succeed?" Wang Wu just wanted to see the prosperity of the capital of the Great Wei.

As a result, this capital was less yearning for him.

This capital is full of the kind of class relations that he doesn't like. These days, some people come to win him over, and some come to belittle him openly or secretly.

When he came to Kyoto, he found that the princes and ministers were high above and looked down on the people. This feeling made him very uncomfortable.

It would be more fun to gallop on the grassland and fight in all directions.

"I don't know what the generals are doing now!" Wang Wu sighed. He felt more comfortable when he was with General Sheng Huaian.

Free and unfettered, riding a horse, how happy! !

Now he was ordered to stay in the capital and be under guard, which was like being in prison.

How could he know that his general, Sheng Huaian, was now leading the army and doing something earth-shattering.