The Military Governor in Dream of the Red Chamber

"Stop right there!" Sangha tried to organize the people to fight back.

"Sanghan Noyan, run!" a fleeing Northern enemy shouted as he passed by Sanghan.

Seeing his fleeing companions, Sangha gritted his teeth, turned around, and ran quickly towards the horses.

He knew very well that everyone had lost their will to fight, and even if he stepped in, he couldn't change anything; the tide had turned.

The most important thing now is to escape and report the news to Baal.

These were the Little Prince's spoils of war, and they've just been lost like this. If they can't get them back, no one down from Baal will have a good time.

After a while of pursuit, four of the northern barbarians had already mounted their horses and it was clear that they would soon be out of reach.

Jia Chen immediately took the powerful bow off his back, drew it, and fired two arrows in almost an instant.

Two screams rang out as arrows pierced the backs of the northern barbarians, causing them to fall from their horses.

"Ah?" a Northern enemy soldier cried out in terror.

"Get down!" Sangha shouted to his companions.

He had witnessed the superb archery skills of that young soldier from the Great Hong Dynasty.

All those who remained at the camp, except for the two of them, were killed.

"Stop chasing!" Jia Chen shouted when he saw Wang Baisheng still trying to mount his horse and give chase.

He knew that Wang Baisheng could ride a horse and had served in the cavalry.

However, the Northern barbarians' horsemanship was clearly superior, especially since they had the upper hand, making it extremely difficult for them to catch up.

"We won!" Zhao Zheng murmured.

Even now, he still feels it's somewhat unreal.

In recent years, the border troops of the Great Hong Dynasty have not dared to engage in direct combat with the Northern Barbarians.

Often, even if only a small group of northern barbarians came to plunder, the hundreds or thousands of troops in the fortress dared not move, and could only watch helplessly as the northern barbarians plundered and swaggered outside.

"We won! We won! Hahaha, good, good, no one died. Ouch, my leg~~" Wang Baisheng then noticed that there was a big gash on his thigh, but fortunately the wound was not deep.

When Wang Baisheng said that none of them died, he was referring to the people at Qianshandun.

Three of the rescued soldiers died in battle, and the counterattack from the Northern Barbarians was also very fierce.

If it weren't for Jia Chen and his men's sneak attack, and the significant effect of using the Thunderclap Bomb, the main reason would probably be that the Northern Barbarians had been drinking, which affected their combat effectiveness.

Otherwise, even if Jia Chen and his team win, the price they pay will likely be several times greater.

Jia Chen and his men left no survivors. The wounded Northern barbarians were tortured and then their heads were cut off. This was a military achievement.

Except for the two northern captives who escaped, all the others were killed, and 23 heads were taken.

Everyone's eyes turned red. If this were reported, everyone present would be promoted several ranks.

Jia Chen instructed Sun Tiechong and Liu Cheng to count the spoils of war. After giving them some instructions, he headed towards the direction where the rescued soldiers had been liberated.

"So you've finally met your match, you sick cat! You almost got captured by those northern barbarians. Tsk tsk tsk, what a pathetic sight."

Jia Chen heard Wang Baisheng's loud voice before he even got close.

"If I'd known you were a sick cat, I wouldn't have saved you..."

"Dun Tou, that's Ding Heihu, the leader of Xianfeng Dun to the north. He's from the village next to Brother Baisheng's. Their two villages are adjacent and are sworn enemies, so..." Liu Daniu explained as he approached Jia Chen.

Jia Chen walked over and saw a dark-skinned man of similar build to Wang Baisheng with a flushed face, looking angry but holding back his temper.

Wang Baisheng stood in front of him, pointing at him and shouting loudly.

"Wang the Madman, don't humiliate me. I just killed two Northern barbarians, which was very satisfying and worth it. Consider it my life. If you want my life now, take it." With that, Ding Heihu threw the knife in his hand at Wang Baisheng's feet.

Wang Baisheng snorted coldly, kicked the knife on the ground away, and wanted to humiliate the other party again.

However, when he saw Jia Chen coming towards him, he shut up for the time being.

These captured soldiers were all from the watchtowers around the front of the mountain, and most of them were further north, so they were attacked by the northern invaders from the south earlier.

Originally there were twenty-four people, but three died in battle just now, so now there are twenty-one left, including Ding Heihu, and they are all wounded.

"Jia Duntou, thank you for saving me," Ding Heihu called out as soon as he saw Jia Chen.

The other guards also expressed their gratitude.

"No need for that. Everyone, bandage and clean your wounds. We need to leave here as soon as possible to avoid an attack by the Northern Barbarians," Jia Chen said.

Although the northern barbarians have almost all moved south, and there are unlikely to be any large groups of northern barbarians nearby, we still cannot be complacent.

At this moment, Zhao Zheng walked over quickly and whispered a few words in his ear.

"Are you sure?" Jia Chen asked in surprise.

Zhao Zheng nodded: "There shouldn't be any mistake."

"Let's go see him," Jia Chen said without hesitation.

"Wang Baisheng, go check on Lao Sun. Leave this to Jia Mao," Jia Chen said to Jia Mao and Wang Baisheng.

Wang Baisheng and Ding Heihu don't get along, so it's not appropriate for him to be here.

Wang Baisheng, unwilling to disobey Jia Chen's orders, walked away somewhat reluctantly.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to curse and mock Ding Heihu.

In front of a tent, Jia Chen sized up a young man dressed as a Northern Barbarian. He looked to be in his twenties, but his attire was unlike that of an ordinary Northern Barbarian. It was the kind of imposing manner that only a leader or a high-ranking member of the Northern Barbarians would have.

There were two middle-aged men beside him, who were his subordinates or guards.

"Duntou, I already asked him. He is Emubu, the nephew of the Prince of Shunyi. He was originally planning to bring cattle and sheep to the horse market, but he was captured when he encountered the Chahar tribe heading south on the way," Zhao Zheng said.

Jia Chen was somewhat aware of this. The Prince of Shunyi was actually appointed by the Great Hong Dynasty as the leader of the Tumed tribe. The Great Hong Dynasty wanted to use the Tumed tribe to restrain other tribes of the Later Yuan Dynasty, such as the Chahar tribe.

The current leader of the Tumed tribe is Busitu.

And this Emubu is the son of Bu Shitu's elder brother.

The Tumet tribe and the Dahong Dynasty maintained relatively harmonious relations, refraining from raiding southwards and adhering to the agreements reached between them, conducting trade in the border town's horse market.

The Tumed tribe typically traded cattle and sheep hides for goods from the Da Hong Dynasty, such as tea, salt, and pots and pans.

Previously, Jia Chen and his companions were puzzled by the strange sight of the Chahar tribe bringing cattle and sheep south. They had assumed it was a caravan, but it turned out to be Omubu.

This is also why Zhao Zheng felt something was strange about this tent when he came to investigate earlier.

The Chahar tribe had always wanted to unify the various tribes of the Later Yuan Dynasty, and the Tumed tribe was a very important part of that.

The Tumed tribe is also a descendant of the Golden Family, but its strength is not as great as that of the Chahar tribe.

Now that Omubu has been captured alive and brought back, he will be of great use to the Chahar tribe, so they have not treated him too harshly.

Emubu is Bu Shitu's nephew, so his status is not to be taken lightly. Normally, Jia Chen, the head of the household, would not have been able to handle such a matter.

The current situation is unusual, and Jia Chen is the leader here.

"Thank you for saving me, Jia Duntou." Emubu can speak Chinese, and he already knows some things from Zhao Zheng.

Jia Chen glanced at Emubu with some surprise. This guy was quite humble, without the arrogance of a tribal noble.

After all, he was just a lowly foreman, and in terms of status, there was a significant disparity.