Chapter 42

"Keep an eye on them! I'll go back to the tribe and gather the warriors!" The opportunity to get rich has finally come! Thinking of the large amount of wealth and the rewards from the Xiongnu nobles, Dianwu was so excited that he couldn't control himself, and he spurred his horse to run back to the tribe.

Although the Han people were not good at martial arts, they could produce countless good things. Tea could keep the clan healthy, and silk could make the women in the clan even more beautiful! However, in the past, these benefits were monopolized by the Xiongnu. Now, it was finally the Qiang people's turn to take advantage from them!

But Dianwu seemed to have forgotten that the place where their tribe lived was still part of the Qin Dynasty's territory many years ago. Both the Xiongnu and the Qiang people were slaughtered by the Qin's powerful crossbows and spears. On what basis did he think the Han people from Central China were easy to defeat?

"The Han people are here! Follow me to kill and plunder!" Dianwu couldn't wait to shout loudly as he galloped and whipped his horse, even though he was still far from the tribe.

"The Han envoy is here?" Dianliang, who had been waiting anxiously, quickly emerged from the tent, grinning widely. This must be the blessing of the ancestors, sending such good fortune to our tribe!

"Should we send someone to inform the Xiongnu nobles?" someone asked, seemingly forgetting that it was those Xiongnu who had burned, killed, and looted in their tribe just yesterday, harming his sisters.

"No! Not yet!" Dianliang knew that if the Xiongnu returned, they would at most get some leftovers. If the Xiongnu noble was in a good mood, he might throw them a few bolts of cloth; if not, they would get nothing, and their tribe might even be plundered again. It would be better to act first, plunder the Han envoy, hide half the loot, and then take the captives to the Xiongnu to claim credit.

"Call out all the men who can ride and shoot!" Dianliang immediately ordered the gathering of people, and the tribe was thrown into chaos.

The incentive of money, goods, and captives and slaves made these Qiang people burst with enthusiasm. In no time, all the men in the tribe gathered together, from the children who could just ride and pull soft bows to the old men with white hair, all grinning greedily.

"Go and plunder the Han people! Go and plunder the Han people!" The cries echoed incessantly. Over a hundred Qiang people, dressed in tattered clothes, brandished their curved swords and bows, howling and preparing to fight. In their view, the Han people who paid tribute to the Xiongnu would surely not be a match for the brave Qiang people!

"You lead the warriors to kill those Han people! I'll prepare the wine and roasted meat for you when you return!" Dianliang shouted to his son. The blessing of the ancestors has finally brought the day for our tribe to turn the tide.

"Ha! Qiang warriors! Follow me to kill the Han people!" Dianwu laughed loudly, leading the way like an arrow towards the Han envoy, followed by all the young and strong men of the tribe.

"Bring out the wine we hid yesterday! Slaughter the best cattle and sheep! Prepare to celebrate the victory of the warriors!" Dianliang returned to the tribe, driving the women to prepare the wine and meat. These women also smiled broadly, talking loudly about how beautiful the Han silk and cloth were while roasting meat and preparing wine.

"You take some people to block the southern road, don't let that black-hearted one go and inform the Xiongnu!" Dianliang whispered to his confidant, but he would soon regret this decision.

"Dianwu, if we get silk, you have to give me some! I want to propose to the daughter of the chief of the southern tribe!" Even before they saw the Han envoy, these Qiang people were already thinking about how to divide the spoils.

"I just saw them, they have a lot of wealth! Don't worry about not getting enough, just worry about not being able to carry it all!" Dianwu shouted loudly, and the group burst into laughter again.

Our women need silk and cloth to dress up, the men in the clan need tea to relieve their illnesses, and there will definitely be sharp swords and iron-tipped arrows. With these good things, our tribe will surely become the strongest within a hundred miles!

Right, don't kill them all, we need to capture some Han people alive to serve as slaves. We'll let them take care of herding sheep and horses in the future!

With these beautiful fantasies, over a hundred Qiang people galloped forward quickly. Soon, they reached the place where Dianwu had discovered the Han envoy. The Qiang people who had been watching the envoy hurried to report, "They're coming, they're coming! It will take about the time to skin half a sheep before the Han people get here!"

"Good! Warriors! Follow me and charge at them!" Dianwu couldn't even wait for a moment, and without resting, he led these people to charge at Li You's group like a swarm of bees.

"Ho! I didn't expect them to attack first!" Li You laughed softly, looking at the distant dust. The soldiers in the envoy showed no signs of tension. They had defeated thousands of elite Xiongnu! What were a hundred Qiang people, who didn't even have metal weapons, to them?

This was a good opportunity to test the new skill he had learned. Li You activated the "Eagle Eye" skill and looked far at the Qiang people's formation, but... the result disappointed him. The Qiang people's formation had too many flaws! It was hard to find the biggest one!

"The enemy's march is disorderly, relying only on blood and courage! If we can break their momentum head-on, we will surely win!" Chen Qingzhi also shook his head. He had experienced over a hundred battles, and he had never encountered such a weak opponent.

"General Pan Feng, that man looks like the leader of the Qiang people. If we can kill him, the enemy will surely collapse!" Chen Qingzhi pointed to Dianwu from a distance.

"I will do it!" Pan Feng spurred his horse and charged at Dianwu like a bolt of lightning. In an instant, he was in front of Dianwu, raising his large axe and chopping down with both hands. "You dare to be so arrogant! Taste my axe!"

So fast? Dianwu was startled and, without thinking, raised his curved sword to block Pan Feng's axe! However, a bronze curved sword could not withstand the dozens of pounds of steel axe in Pan Feng's hands.

With a loud cry, Dianwu and his sword were split in two! Pan Feng, excited by the kill, chopped left and right, unstoppable, and in no time, over ten Qiang people were dead under his axe!

Chen Qingzhi took the opportunity to command the soldiers to charge into the Qiang people's formation. First, they fired a volley of crossbows, then the young ruffians from Chang'an drew their swords and charged at the Qiang people!

The ferocious Han army made the Qiang people tremble with fear, especially Pan Feng, who seemed like an invincible demon to them!

What about the weak and easily defeated Han people? These Han people are too terrifying! The Qiang people, frightened, fled in a chaotic mess!