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

The two entered the tent, but Lin Yuer was still very worried.

"Those human traffickers won't come back, will they?"

Su Zhan grinned.

"Don't worry, my wife. They're just a bunch of rabble. There's nothing to be afraid of."

Su Zhan indeed didn't take the human traffickers seriously, but he was somewhat wary of Mandu.

It wasn't that he couldn't defeat Mandu, but rather that Mandu's identity was difficult to handle.

She was from the grasslands, while Lin Yuer and Su Zhan were Han Chinese, which put them at a natural disadvantage on the grasslands.

Don't be fooled by the fact that no one stood up for Su Zhan today when he was dealing with a few slaves. If Su Zhan dared to touch Mandu today, the grassland people behind Mandu would definitely not stand idly by.

Although there was no leader in charge of this camp, the grassland people were naturally united and exclusive.

Su Zhan could easily deal with Mandu, but dealing with the steppe people behind him would be more troublesome.

However, being wary doesn't mean ignoring her. Man Du harassed Su Zhan repeatedly, and Su Zhan felt disgusted just looking at her. Therefore, he had to teach her a lesson so that she would never dare to appear in front of Su Zhan again.

Su Zhan was waiting for a good opportunity to teach Mandu a lesson, and that opportunity soon arrived: the day he agreed to repay the money to Mandu.

Su Zhan felt that Mandu would definitely not let go of the opportunity to make things difficult for him, and would not take the silver back so easily.

Since that's the case, Su Zhan will teach her a lesson she'll never forget.

Thinking of this, Su Zhan looked at Lin Yuer, who was still worried in front of him. Now that he had dealt with those slave traders, he should take good care of his health.

"My lady, yesterday is over, and we haven't even gotten to today's tasks! Aren't you eager for a child? Let's hurry!"

As Su Zhan was about to touch her, Lin Yu'er was terrified. How could Su Zhan be so insatiable? Her body had just recovered from the pain! She dared not continue.

"No! Let's wait until tonight..."

Su Zhan chuckled.

"Then call me husband!"

Lin Yuer's face turned bright red, and she couldn't bring herself to say those two words.

Seeing her like this, Su Zhan didn't force her. He said he would talk about it later that night, and then he would not only make her call him husband, but also father!

……

A peaceful day passed, and the surrounding herders were wondering why Lin Yuer's tent was so quiet today.

But as soon as it got dark, the decadent music started playing again.

"My...my husband! I was wrong!"

"Call me Daddy!"

……

The next morning, Lin Yuer blushed as she spoke to Su Zhan, calling him "husband" sweetly. This was all thanks to Su Zhan's efforts throughout the night.

The two of them finished their meal early and started preparing.

Today is the day Lin Yuer returns Man Du's money; she wonders when Man Du will arrive.

Su Zhan had already prepared the silver and sharpened the broadsword, and was just waiting for Mandu to arrive.

If she's sensible, she'll take the money and leave; if she's not, then Su Zhan won't be polite.

Sure enough, Mandu arrived in the middle of the morning. She didn't come alone; she was followed by three strong men, all of whom were skilled fighters from the grasslands.

Mandu led three strong men to stand in front of Lin Yuer's tent and shouted.

"You little slut, get out here right now!"

Upon hearing the commotion, the surrounding herders knew there was something to see and immediately gathered around.

Suddenly, a large, bony hand yanked open the tent flap, and Su Zhan stepped out, his figure blocking the entrance like an iron tower.

He carried a heavy cloth bag in his left hand and casually placed his right hand at his side.

But anyone with eyes could see that his hand was resting on the gleaming hilt of the knife at his waist, as if he were ready to strike at any moment.

Lin Yuer stood behind Su Zhan, her face pale but her expression calm, as if the tall Su Zhan could shield her from the wind and rain.

"Wow, quite the entourage! All 15 taels of silver are here, not a penny less!"

Su Zhan said coldly, then with a flick of his wrist, he threw the cloth bag out, which landed on the ground in front of Mandu's feet.

Mandu didn't even glance at the cloth bag. Her dead fish eyes flashed with malice as she looked Su Zhan up and down. Suddenly, she grinned, revealing her yellowed teeth.

"Ha, you're quite straightforward, what a pity..."

Mandu stepped on the cloth bag and rubbed his leather boots hard, getting the clean bag covered in mud.

"I've changed my mind today. It was ten taels of silver when I borrowed it, but after so many days, the principal and interest should have doubled to thirty taels. Today, I'm short one tael, so you'll come back with me to pay off the debt."

Su Zhan knew that this bastard would definitely cause trouble, and what disgusted Su Zhan the most was that this woman actually had a crush on him.

Su Zhan looked coldly at Mandu and said.

"Thirty taels, right? Okay, here you go!"

Upon hearing that Su Zhan had conceded, Mandu immediately burst into laughter.

"I've changed my mind again. You've really annoyed me, so while others pay thirty taels, you want one hundred taels."

The surrounding herders could all see that Mandu had come to cause trouble, not to collect debts.

However, there are clues to this. In the past few days, whenever something happened to Lin Yuer's family, it was related to Mandu.

Mandu is deliberately targeting Lin Yuer, and everyone knows his motive: to get back at Su Zhan.

Su Zhan's fighting prowess was already well-known in the camp. Every night, Lin Yu'er's tent was filled with moaning, which made everyone very envious. So, Man Du naturally had his eye on Su Zhan as well.

This shows that today's problem cannot be solved with money.

Either Su Zhan and Man Du go back, or there will be some friction between them.

The herders were overjoyed; watching the show every day was simply the best they could do.

Some people had already begun to whisper among themselves, discussing whether the Soviet Union or Manchuria would win.

Everyone has seen the fighting prowess of the Soviet Union in defeating the human traffickers; it was indeed very impressive.

But the three burly men that Mandu brought were no pushovers either; they were all skilled fighters that Mandu knew.

The grassland people have a natural crushing pressure on the Central Plains people. It is not a problem for one grassland person to fight two Central Plains people, let alone three grassland people. That is much stronger than two slave traders.

Therefore, the herders believed that Su Zhan was completely outmaneuvered today, and if Su Zhan dared to make a move, the outcome would be very unpleasant.

Mandu was so arrogant because he thought that he had brought three strong men with him, so how could he not beat Su Zhan alone?

But Su Zhan remained calm and was not intimidated by Mandu's unreasonable demands.

"I advise you to take your money and get lost. If a fight breaks out, don't blame me for being ruthless!"

Su Zhan's words immediately enraged a burly man from the grasslands named Batu.

"You little bastard, how dare you speak to Lord Mandu like that? You're asking for trouble!"

Batu, with his face full of scars, was unarmed but exuded an imposing aura, his large, fan-like hand reaching out to grab Su Zhan.

A cold glint flashed in Su Zhan's eyes. His right hand, which was hanging down, suddenly drew his knife. The bright blade flashed like lightning. It wasn't a slash, but a strike. The blade carried the force of a thousand pounds and slammed hard into Batu's wrist.

"Snap!"

A sickening cracking sound rang out on the field, clearly audible and sending chills down one's spine.

"ah--!"

Batu's scream shattered the silence of the camp. He clutched his wrist, staggered backward, and a sharp pain shot through him, instantly soaking his fur coat with cold sweat.