The Prodigal Son of the Empire

Wang Kang's main target this time is the Naiman tribe.

He dispatched eight cavalry units to go in different directions to achieve an overall encirclement and suppression...

The cavalry he personally led was the original cavalry of the Pingxi Army, not including the fine cavalry led by Sanar.

The number of people is nearly [-]!

This group of cavalry are all veterans who have followed him for a long time. They have rich combat experience and superb riding skills. They are all equipped with the best yellow horses!

They are not worse than the prairie barbarian cavalry.

therefore.

Wang Kang also chose the main hinterland of the Naiman tribe.

The brigade took a short rest here, fed the horses with fodder, and the people also added food.

Wang Kang grabbed a cloth container and took a big sip. A spicy sensation broke out in his mouth and entered his stomach, and he immediately felt a kind of warmth.

That's right.

It's not water, it's wine!

In such weather, drinking to warm up is a very good choice.

"Marshal, if you don't look at the map for a long time, you should enter the range of the Naiman tribe, and you can easily find the enemy."

Cavalry commander Yang Yuan looked at the map and said.

"Ah."

Wang Kang nodded and looked at a white spot on the deserted plain ahead.

He took out the binoculars and looked over.

It was a flock of sheep.

They probably want to let the sheep out before the official winter, and wrap them in another layer of fat.

"Marshal, there are sheep grazing ahead."

At this time, the guard cavalry sent out also came back to report.

"It should be a herdsman of the Sana tribe."

Wang Kang ordered: "Go and send someone to catch a few tongues and bring them back. Don't let anyone escape."

"Yes!"

Yang Yuan took the order to make arrangements.

Wang Kang looked at the herd in front of him, obviously a little disturbed, and obviously found them, and on his side, a group of cavalry rushed over soon.

Wang Kang had never been to the area of ​​the Naiman tribe, so he had to arrest a few people and learn some Qing newspapers.

They were just grazing, and they didn't have much defense force. After a while, six people were caught.

"Master, someone brought it!"

Wang Kang looked at a person, this is a general who is holding the back of his hand, and it looks like there is still some blood.

"What? Still hanged?"

The hundred people said with some embarrassment: "When they were tied up, they were bitten by a beast."

Wang Kang got off his horse and walked in front of these people.

Jia Qi, the general of hundreds, explained: "There were originally seven, but one died, but none of them escaped."

These six people are all strong, with long hair, thick beards, high noses and deep eyes, and they are typical barbarians.

They had ferocious faces at the moment, and they struggled from time to time, but they were tightly bound and could not move...

Wang Kang asked directly, "Which tribe do you belong to?"

What he said in the question was of course nonsense.

These people were surprised that Wang Kang could speak such pure nonsense.

However, he snorted coldly and ignored him, obviously disdainful.

"Kill him to me."

Wang Kang pointed to a person and ordered directly.

"Shh!"

One of the hundreds of men, Jia Qi, pulled out his knife and killed one of them.

"Humph!"

however.

The expressions of these people did not change at all, as if they were not afraid of death.

"It's really tough!"

This performance made everyone amazed, and at the same time felt terrible!

This is just a shepherd grazing, not a regular warrior!

Just defending immortality like this!

The exclamations from the surroundings made them even more disdainful, and their faces showed sarcasm. Although the language was different, their expressions were connected.

"it is good!"

"I hope you will continue to be so stubborn!"

Wang Kang said again in nonsense: "Take off all your fingernails!"

"Yes!"

Immediately afterwards, someone snapped out the man's nails one by one with a dagger!

However, this person still kept silent and let out a muffled grunt, but his body was trembling violently!

After the fingernail was dug out, the flesh was bloody, and Wang Kang directly stepped on it...