The biting cold wind whistled by.

The bright red cloak on Jia Jing's body was bulging, and the high-rise flag was blown to the sound of the sound.

Jia Jing stood in front of the army, pointed at the sword in his hand, and ordered the soldiers to start rushing.

Behind him, more than 30 thousand-man cavalry formations moved slowly.

The movement of 30,000 cavalrymen and the charge of more than 60 heavy cavalry just now are two completely different concepts.

In the case of metaphor, the latter can be regarded as an extremely solid ship that can break through endless wind and waves and look down on it; while the individual individuals of the former are weak and far from comparable to the former, if they gather a sufficient scale and quantity, they are also a force that can change the world.

It is like a thousand miles of rivers breaking out, a flood of surging floods swaying and swallowing everything, and it is like a hurricane and tsunami set off in the boundless sea, roaring and cleaning up the entire world.

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On the white and flat snow field, more than 30 thousand cavalry formations were arranged in order, and the edges were visible. Just as they moved in unison, the sound of hooves was like thunder and the mountains and rivers were trembling.

So, many small and medium-sized tribes migrating to this plain saw the power that swept everything in front of you.

I saw a silver-white world accompanied by the sound of horse hooves like thunder, and 30,000 cavalry instantly turned into a torrent that could rush over the mountains and seas, rushing towards the center of this settlement...

Looking at the cavalry passing by, Jia Jing watched them rushing straight, watching them kill people with swords, and then to see some of them fall off their horses, and were trampled to death by their later comrades...

There is no wave in Jia Jing's heart.

What he asked for was the soul point in the system, which was the cornerstone of Jia Jing's power and the guarantee of everything. Naturally, the more the better; secondly, it is the power and money that people pursue.

Just like now, the reason why Jia Jing launched this killing was one for the soul point, and the other was to completely eliminate the Tatars' final force. After all, Robert had led the crowd to surrender and recognized the master, and the Kalaqin tribe was regarded by Jia Jing as his own possession.

At that time, with Jia Jing's support, the Kalaqin tribe, which has 20,000 elite cavalry, will undoubtedly become the most powerful tribe on the grassland.

After the Great Zhou officially opens the trade between the two countries, the Kalaqin tribe will take the lead in the material trade. At that time, the military power and the economy will be the same as the grassland. Who dares to disobey?

Finally, with the Kalaqin tribe in charge of the tribes, the grasslands in the northern part of the Sebei region will undoubtedly become Jia Jing’s back garden!

No king but king!

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But all this can only be achieved through the killing in front of you!

Only by clearing all the resistance of the tribes can Jia Jing push Robert's 20,000 cavalrymen beside him to the front of the stage to be the savior, right?

As for what if the Mongol Yuan lost his army, what should he do when facing the enemy's bullying?

Isn’t there any Kalaqin tribe? Send someone to ask for help!

No matter how bad it is, as a vassal state of the Great Zhou Dynasty, what is there to ask for help from the father of the Sect Master?

So, why do you need an army?

As for whether this will last forever, will it be recognized by the many tribes on the northern grasslands that the status of the Kalaqin tribe is above the Khan's golden tribe, which is not what Jia Jing has to consider.

After all, even a small tribe, as long as Jia Jing wants, he can be regarded as his status and strength above the Khan of the Tatars!

It’s systematic, so willful and so unreasonable!

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Thirty thousand cavalry rushed to the center of many tribes like a covert, like a torrent pouring out after the dam broke out. They bypassed the reefs in front of them and turned into branch roads and alleys, and finally gathered into a roaring river...

But no matter how the road is bent and changed, their direction and destination have never changed, and they are still firmly rushing towards the center of the tribe!

Under the sharp blade of the long sword, terrifying screams kept ringing, the rumbling horse hooves resounded through the sky, and the shouts of killing were boiling...

Along the way, all the cavalry waved their sharp weapons, and their eyes were gradually red. Anyone who dared to appear in front of the cavalry with weapons, no matter who they were, they would cut them down with one sword.

Only by hiding in the corner of a tall yurt can one barely be free from the harm of war and pushing and trampling.

Because it was like a smaller tent, the cavalry could not even hide, so they rushed up to the horse...

Under the horse's hooves, the ground was messy and broken in an instant.

The cavalry swept through the way, leaving only messy tents, wailing wounded men and scattered corpses along the way...

Jia Jing slowly rode his horse in the rear, turning a blind eye to the chaotic surroundings.

They had not surrendered to their subordinates at this time, and to Jia Jing, they were just strangers.

No, they are just a group of barbarians on grassland that are not educated, and they are not even considered passers-by. The so-called non-people of our race are talking about alien races like them!

Of course, it is not worth Jia Jing's sympathy for him!

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In front, the army continued to rush forward.

First there were the Wengniuti tribe, the Tumote tribe and the Asu tribe, then the Ordos tribe, the Chahar tribe and the Korchin tribe...

The camps of tribes were swept by the army.

In each tribe, the soldiers who gathered together in a hurry were killed under the long swords waving by the cavalry before they could make any effective counterattack.

Among them, the sixty heavy cavalry soldiers under Jia Jing's command were the most killing, and the most killed.

When everything was settled, in the huge tribal camp, there was no dare to even say a few wailings.

At this time, the sixty heavy armored soldiers whose armor had turned completely red finally stopped their war horses. They were as if they were fished out of a pool of blood, and strands of blood gathered into tiny streams, winding down from their bodies.

It was just in a short while that small pools of blood had already gathered under the feet of the heavy armored personal soldiers.

The leaders of the tribes such as Maorika who were escorted by Lai Fu looked at the heavy armored personal soldiers who had already become little red people, and then looked at the pool of sticky and pungent blood at the feet of the heavy armored personal soldiers, and felt a trembling heart.

Just like I just soaked in a pool of blood, how many people did this group of heavily armored cavalry kill?

The Maori children and the others had a little numbness in their hearts for a moment.

Thinking of the scene where Jia Jing was so straightforward that he asked Robert to slap the leader of the Kalaqin tribe who was tied up with a knife, everyone's heart was cold!

In the rear, Jia Jing rode his horse and entered the golden tent directly.
Chapter completed!