Battle for Northern Frontier: The game begins with the grassland woman buying him.

Su Zhan's roar suddenly erupted, and 150 elite members of the Fierce Dragon Gang surged towards the burning camp like a black tide.

The barricades of the Mandu tribe appeared useless against the backdrop of burning tents.

Several burly men from the Fierce Dragon Gang rushed forward, wielding axes to cleave through the charred fence, and poured in through the gap. Su Zhan and his men followed closely behind.

"Leave no one alive!"

Su Zhan roared and swung his broadsword fiercely, severing the shoulder bone of an oncoming steppe man with a swift, swift slash. He then swept away two spears with a horizontal slash and finished off several steppe men in front of him with a single blow.

The heatwave, carrying sparks, rushed towards them, but Su Zhan's blade was colder than the flames.

At this moment, the 150 men behind Su Zhan also rushed in. The grassland people in the camp had no time to react and were all cut down. Flames shot into the sky, and screams filled the air. The camp had become a living hell.

A rocket ignited the pile of hay, and flames leaped up the felt tent, engulfing the wolf-head flag, which then fell to the ground.

The cries of the grassland people mingled with the roars of the warriors, and amidst the chaos, some rebels still tried to hold off the elite of the Fierce Dragon Gang.

Thirty steppe people from the Mandu tribe, using leather shields as walls and spears as a forest, fiercely guarded the central tent.

"Form a protective array to protect the elder!"

A one-eyed leader hissed as he brandished his greatsword, directing the remaining elite of the Mandu tribe to quickly retreat, their shields instantly forming an impenetrable wall.

Su Zhan charged forward with murderous intent, but his rushing figure suddenly stopped. His sword strikes shifted from forceful to treacherous, unleashing a series of slashes. The sword light transformed into a silver net, enveloping the shield formation. Amidst the scraping sound of metal scraping against metal, three shields shattered. In that chaotic moment, Su Zhan spun around and delivered a devastating blow with immense force.

"boom!"

The shield-wielding grassland man's tiger's mouth burst open, and he was forced to his knees by the immense force, leaving a gaping hole in his body.

Su Zhan darted into the enemy ranks like a cheetah, his phantom thrust aimed straight for the one-eyed leader's throat. The leader hastily raised his knife to parry, but Su Zhan's left hand swiftly deflected the curved blade, and Su Zhan's right hand delivered a deadly thrust without hindrance.

"Pfft!"

The chilling blades pierced through his neck, and the one-eyed leader clutched his neck and collapsed to the ground, his eyes reflecting the towering flames of the camp.

With the death of the one-eyed leader and the remaining resistance, the steppe people collapsed instantly.

Su Zhan waved his hand, and the members of the Fierce Dragon Gang seized the opportunity to attack. Blood and flesh flew everywhere the blades passed, but Su Zhan did not stop and headed straight for the central tent.

Outside, there are only small fry; only inside the tent is the core of the Mandu tribe.

Su Zhan sprinted to the front of the main tent. The moment the tent flap was lifted, a short crossbow bolt, gleaming with cold light, shot towards Su Zhan's face.

Su Zhan's blade flashed, creating a shockwave that swept away crossbow bolts. Inside the tent, three white-haired grassland people with ferocious faces appeared, the leader holding a bone staff and shouting fiercely.

"Han dog, the god of the grasslands will surely punish you..."

Before the white-haired old man could finish speaking, a blade of light flashed, instantly exploding with cold light. Su Zhan unleashed a Thunder Strike, slashing upwards. Several crisp cracking sounds were heard as bones broke, staffs shattered, and heads flew everywhere, blooming like a fountain of blood.

"Elder!"

The two white-haired grassland men beside him were furious and drew their short knives to attack Su Zhan, but their aged bodies were no match for Su Zhan.

Su Zhan brandished his long sword, and with two sharp thuds, the heads of the two old men flew off, their blood splattering everywhere inside the tent.

Without any hesitation, Su Zhan grabbed the elder's head and ran out of the tent.

Then Su Zhan boarded an oxcart, held up the head of the Grand Elder, and shouted.

"The Grand Elder is dead; those who surrender will not be killed."

This is a common tactic used by the Soviet Union: to capture the leader first. Once their core members are eliminated, the remaining small fry are no threat at all.

Sure enough, Su Zhan's shout became the last straw that broke the camel's back.

The grassland people in the tribe looked at the hideous head in Su Zhan's hand with despair in their eyes.

Some people had already given up resisting and started running in all directions.

But as soon as they rushed out of the camp, they were shot one by one by Zhao Kui's archers who were lying in ambush outside, right at the edge of the fire.

The other grassland people in the camp were still putting up a last-ditch resistance, but they were exhausted and no match for the Mighty Dragon Gang's elite troops, who were in high spirits. They were gradually divided up and devoured.

Looking around, the entire camp was in a mess, but the battle was coming to an end.

If these remaining steppe people are wiped out, the Mandu tribe will disappear from history.

Just then, a deafening roar and the pounding of hooves suddenly came from outside the camp.

Su Zhan was startled and looked up sharply. He saw dozens of dark figures appearing like ghosts on the hillside to the west of the camp.

They rode warhorses, clad in black armor, carrying longbows with arrows gleaming coldly, and their broadswords gleaming blue in the firelight.

Zhao Kui immediately roared from the outside.

"They have reinforcements!"

Upon seeing this, Su Zhan snorted coldly, knowing that things wouldn't end so simply.

The Mandu tribe is already on edge and will surely have a backup plan.

Although Su Zhan killed the elder of the Mandu tribe with a surprise attack, their reinforcements rushed towards the camp.

Now Su Zhan and the Fierce Dragon Gang are going to be attacked from both sides.

But Su Zhan remained calm and immediately roared.

"Form an array outside to hold them off for a moment, then everyone inside immediately finish the battle!"

Zhao Kui, who was outside the area, immediately led his men to block the edge of the camp, trying to buy time for Su Zhan and the others in the camp.

Meanwhile, the elite members of the Fierce Dragon Gang within the camp wielded their broadswords with even greater ferocity. They knew that the situation was urgent, and they had to seize the time to wipe out the Mandu tribe in the camp, otherwise, if the Mandu tribe joined forces from within, something terrible would happen today.

When the Mandu tribesmen saw their reinforcements arrive, their faces lit up with joy. They were just about to muster their fighting spirit and challenge the elite of the Fierce Dragon Gang when their confidence was instantly extinguished by the sharp slashes of the broadswords. In an instant, the screams throughout the camp were even more intense than before.

Outside, Zhao Kui's men were locked in battle with the arriving reinforcements. The scene was extremely brutal, with people constantly falling and being injured.

The battle in the camp was nearing its end. The elites of the Fierce Dragon Gang had wiped out all the living grassland people in the camp in just half an incense stick's time. Then, led by Su Zhan, they rushed towards the camp's reinforcements.

Zhao Kui and the others, who were struggling to hold out on the outskirts of the camp, were immediately invigorated when they saw Su Zhan leading his men to arrive.

He roared and led his men in a sudden charge, attacking the grassland people.

When the grassland people saw more members of the Fierce Dragon Gang arriving, they knew that the battle in the camp was over and everything was lost, so they tried to turn the tide and escape.

But how could the Raptors let them leave so easily? Now that they were already on the battlefield, it would be difficult to extricate themselves.

Then they were completely surrounded by the fierce counterattack of the Fierce Dragon Gang. The dozen or so people struggled for half an incense stick's time before they were all hacked to death.