C98

"The Sumeru Tribe is just a small tribe. How could they dare to defy the might of the Heavens and invade the Great Moon Sect?"

Yue Chanjuan was a little doubtful. She didn't know much about the Xumi tribe. Even if they were here, a small tribe with less than a thousand people wouldn't attract much attention.

"Xumi's home is on horseback, their whereabouts are unknown, and they would never stay in one place for too long. Because they had no fixed abode, most of them relied on looting and grazing to survive. When grazing in Xumi, only good horses were kept. Therefore, Xumi's horses were still quite good. "They are unruly, and come and go like the wind. They talk a lot about a tribe, but their words are unpleasant to hear, and they are just ruthless bandits."

Yue Chanjuan smiled. "Isn't that the same as a sandstorm?"

"Pretty much. It's just that the sandstorm is a bandit that gathered troops from all over the place, and Xumi is a tribe."

"If that's the case, then Xumi isn't easy to deal with. You've brought over 2000 people, and that doesn't seem to be a lot."

"The Godly Mt. Xumi has less than a thousand people, including the elderly, women, and children. Even without them, we are still no match for these people."

Yue Chanjuan cast a sidelong glance and saw that they were surrounded by elite cavalry. Their horses were like flood dragons and their people were like fierce tigers. The Iron Guards of Wang Ting were without a doubt the most elite warriors of the Great Moon. Although Huhe didn't bring many of them, they were brave warriors who had followed Prince Xian of the Left and risked their lives.

The smile on her face was a bit cold. No matter how many men she brought, or how elite her soldiers were, there would still be accidents this time. Otherwise, this beautiful bait like her would have been brought here for nothing.

"Tuoba Fei and Dan Yu shouldn't have to go through so much trouble just for the sake of a mere Sumeru Tribe. What's the point in doing this?"

The two thousand five hundred cavalry soldiers were divided into three groups and surrounded the Sumeru Conclave. Riding on a light horse, he used the night to raid the Sumeru before dawn.

"Sou, sou, sou …"

The sound of a sharp arrow piercing through the air rang out. Yue Chanjuan was surrounded at the back to prevent any harm from happening. With saber in hand, Zhong Ao Shuang followed closely behind Yue Chan.

He was not used to using the curved sword of the Huns, so he had already prepared a saber to carry with him. This saber was the one he used when he was walking in the Huns, and he had not used it for many years.

The firelight illuminated the dark sky. Half of the sky was red. Flames rose up as the battle cries and mournful wails mixed together.

ta, ta, ta … *

The sound of rapid and heavy hooves broke the tranquility of the night, causing one's heart to tighten.

Zhong Ao Shuang once again felt that letting Yue Chan Juan follow Shade and the others here was a mistake.

His bright eyes swept across the darkness. If it was just to intimidate Xumi, then these people were more than enough. He was afraid that there might be some unforeseen event within.

The Xumi tribe seemed to be caught unprepared. They were suddenly ambushed and panicked as they hurriedly rose up to meet the incoming attack. As a result, they suffered heavy losses. Yue Chanjuan looked at the distant flames with sympathy, as well as the people who continued to fall down from the sky. Those who defied the might of the Great Moon Sect should have the awareness of death and the destruction of their entire clan.

A squadron of cavalrymen rushed out from Xumi's tribe. Their bodies were clad in simple leather armor, and in their hands were sharp bows and scimitars. They were fighting against the men from the Great Moon Sect.

Huhe had always been by Yue Chan's side, his eyes filled with excitement. His hand lightly stroked the scimitar below his ribs, and he could already smell the deliciousness of fresh blood. The blood in his body was constantly boiling.

Being born a warrior, he was a hero and a warrior among the Huns. He used his blood and blood to exchange for the position of a lieutenant.

The princes, whose status was second only to the Great Moon Sect, had both military power and real power. They relied solely on their authority.

"Are you in a hurry?"

Seeing this, Yue Chan Juan couldn't help but slightly shake her head. The intrepid and valiant Huns were born to be excited by the sight of war and blood. They were born to be warriors.

"Haha, the princess has seen through my plan, it is not yet time for this subject to make a move, this subject must protect the princess well."

Innocent turned his gaze towards Yue Chanjuan. There was no fear or panic, nor was there disgust or sadness in her moving dimples. There was only indifference in his eyes. The cold stars in the early winter night shone with a cold luster.

He knew that even men of the Central Plains would panic at the sight of this scene, but she still sat steadily on the horse. She gently pulled on the reins with a strange look in her eyes.

He did not understand why Prince Xian of the Left would send him a message. If the princess asked him to follow her, he would not refuse.

"Why did the Prince want me to bring Princess to such a dangerous place?" Although Xumi is only a small tribe, who knows if there might be an accident? "

Puzzled, he looked at Yue Chanjuan's calm and indifferent face. At this moment, she was extremely calm and aloof. Her face that was filled with extraordinary flowers did not seem like she was the only one in the world.

She was very close to him, close enough that he could reach out and touch her, but the feeling she gave him was that she was very far away from him and would never be able to come close to her side.

"Yohoho …"

From the distance, loud shouts could be heard. Following those unceasing shouts, the ground began to tremble.

The expression on everyone's face changed. Under the faint light of dawn, the sound of wind blowing over from the plains in the distance shook the heavens and earth, causing everyone's hearts to tremble and their bodies to tremble.

Countless horses galloped as if they were frightened. No matter if it was the road or the two sides who were fighting, nothing could escape from them.

"Retreat! Avoid the horses! They are frightened!"

In such an open and spacious grassland, the most terrifying things to be feared were the pack of wolves and the frightened horses.

ZhongAo Shuang followed closely behind, his face changing. The frightened horses could not stop until they were exhausted, and everything they passed through was reduced to dust and dirt.

Yue Chanjuan followed closely behind him, not daring to stop for even a moment. In front of this might, any strategy or planning was useless, the only thing they could do was to push their horses to move as fast as they could, leaving the vicinity of the horse herd.

ta, ta, ta … *

The galloping hooves of the horses sounded like they were stomping on people's hearts. The men of the Great Moon Sect behind them were fleeing for their lives at their fastest speed. At this moment, no one cared about who they were. Only Xia Keke and Zhong Ao Shuang led a small group of people to protect Yue Chan as they sped off into the distance.

The feeling of flying, was like a passing wind. With such speed, Yue Chan Juan felt that her lithe body was about to leave the horse's back. She knew that this was a crucial moment of life and death, so she pressed her body tightly against the horse's back, allowing the horse to carry her at full speed.

The thunderous voice from behind was getting closer and closer, pounding on everyone's heart.

"Quick, quick …"

Huhe Xie's face was full of anxiety. They had already used up all of their horsepower while flying all the way to attack Xumi, and there were still people on their horses. Whereas the other party's horse was a startled steed, and its speed was even faster.

"Don't worry about me, I can keep up."

At this moment, the horses they were riding on were all the steeds of the Huns, the steeds that were one in a hundred.

"Creak …"

The sound of bones shattering could clearly be heard. A miserable wail could be heard halfway before it disappeared completely. Yue Chanjuan then turned her head slightly to look behind her. She knew that she shouldn't have turned her head to look, but when she heard that tragic sound, she couldn't help but turn her head to look.

At this point, the sky had already brightened. In the gentle light, he could see people falling down from behind, landing under the iron hooves of the ten thousand horses.

Dark red blood and broken flesh flew everywhere, the grassland was dyed a bright red.

Wherever Ma Qun passed by, people would be knocked down from their horses. From time to time, some horses would be killed and fell to the ground. Whatever fell to the ground was crushed and minced by the horses that followed.

Yue Chanjuan felt a wave of disgust. It was not as if she had never seen a war before. Along the way, she had seen too many dead people, too many wars, too much blood and too much misery. However, the scene before her eyes made her want to vomit.

A hand covered her eyes. "Don't look, don't turn back, move forward!"

Her gentle voice and warm breath allowed her heart to calm down a little. Zhong Ao Shuang used her hand to cover her eyes, and Yue Chan Juan turned her head and continued flying forward.

The horses behind him were getting closer and closer. "Can we escape?" Despair rose in Yue Chan's heart.