Frontier Hero: From Receiving a Convicted Woman to Becoming an Emperor for All Time

Tie Niu gripped the axe tightly, the pent-up anger in his chest having been building up all the way.

On his way from the camp, he kept his eyes fixed on the Black Stone tribe's pasture in the distance, his eyes filled with barely suppressed ferocity, waiting for Shen Chuxiao's order.

As Shen Chuxiao gave the order, hundreds of cavalrymen charged down the high slope from the east like unsheathed swords.

The iron cavalry galloped forward, their momentum terrifying beyond measure.

A cloud of yellow sand billowed up, and dust surged down, pressing down hard on the unsuspecting Black Stone Tribe ranch below.

The wooden fence of the pasture rapidly magnified in view.

Tie Niu's eyes flashed with a fierce light, revealing a chilling killing intent.

At the edge of the pasture, an elderly herdsman sits guarding his horse by a post.

He squinted his dim old eyes, watching the dust billowing in from the east, assuming it was just troops from headquarters changing shifts, completely unprepared. He even raised his hand and waved lightly in the direction of the dust, his expression relaxed.

But the next second, a dark figure appeared out of nowhere, and a murderous intent suddenly descended.

Tie Niu didn't pause for a moment, his horse's speed didn't decrease, he turned sideways and swung his axe, his movements were crisp and clean, without a single unnecessary movement.

The biting wind from the axe whistled past the old herdsman's ears, carrying a deadly force, and slammed into the neck of the plump, chestnut horse beside him.

puff!

The sharp axe blade cleaved open the horse's neck flesh, severing the large blood vessels instantly. Hot blood gushed out like a geyser, drenching the old herdsman's face.

The immense impact caused the chestnut horse to lose all strength in its limbs instantly, its front hooves buckled, and its massive body crashed into the dense herd of horses behind it.

The horses, which had been grazing peacefully, suddenly erupted into chaos!

Hundreds of horses were startled and ran wildly, their hooves flying as they charged and crashed through the fenced-off riding arena.

The situation was completely out of control.

Iron Ox, his eyes bloodshot and his ferocity surging, swung his axe left and right, his roar echoing across the grassland: "Surround them! Don't let a single horse escape! Don't let a single one get away!"

The crowd quickly dispersed and surrounded the horse farm, precisely blocking all the exits.

Everyone held a sharp blade, riding their horses around the perimeter of the herd. If any horse charged or got too close, a blade or axe would fall heavily.

While chaos erupted at the horse farm, the entire ranch was plunged into utter disaster.

The sheep not far away were the first to be frightened. Hundreds and thousands of white sheep bleated in terror and fled frantically northward along the valley.

The slow-moving cattle are slower to react, but their destructive power is greater.

Startled, the cow, its eyes red, rammed its head wildly. Its hard horns were like iron pestles, and the sturdy sheepskin tents were like paper in front of the cow's horns, collapsing one after another with a crash.

Several herders, who had just crawled out of the collapsed tents in a disheveled state, were swept up and knocked down by the stampeding cattle before they could even stand up. They could only scramble and dodge, their faces filled with terror, powerless to resist.

In just a short while, the vast Black Stone Pasture, from east to west, was completely occupied by out-of-control livestock.

The scene was a chaotic mix of the mournful cries of livestock and the panicked shouts of herdsmen.

The scene on the west side of the ranch was several times more devastating.

Qian Wanli and his men had already circled around to this place. Seizing the opportunity, they raised their hands and set the dry sheepskin tent on fire.

Thick smoke billowed into the sky, obscuring the sun.

Many Black Stone tribe herders were trapped in the fire, their bodies engulfed in flames, their heart-wrenching screams piercing the soul. They rolled and struggled frantically on the ground, trying to extinguish the flames, but the wind fanned the flames, making it impossible to put them out.

Several herders who managed to escape the fire tried to help, but were forced to retreat by the scorching heat and could only watch helplessly as their companions struggled in the flames.

Shen Chuxiao stood atop the high slope, his black clothes fluttering slightly in the wind, his expression cold and indifferent, taking in the devastation of the entire ranch.

His purpose was extremely clear from the very beginning.

What he wanted was not simple killing, but to completely shatter the confidence and hope of the Black Stone tribe herders.

Then they transformed their despair into hatred for the Guafu tribe!

Livestock can be raised again if they die, and tents can be rebuilt if they are destroyed. But if a person were to watch all the possessions he has accumulated in his life and everything he depends on for survival vanish in just half an hour, his faith and the light in his eyes would be completely extinguished.

Despair in people's hearts is something that can never be healed, no matter how much time passes.

Today's attack is meant to thoroughly frighten, hurt, and despair the Black Stone Tribe, leaving them with no confidence to resist from now on.

In the chaos of the pasture, someone finally came to their senses. An elderly herdsman, looking at his ravaged homeland littered with the dead and wounded, screamed frantically, his voice hoarse: "Quick, quick, go and call the young master!"

But it was all too late.

From the cavalry raid to the ranch falling into complete chaos and collapse, it took only half an hour.

A moment later, Tie Niu, carrying a blood-dripping axe and covered in blood, galloped back to Shen Chuxiao's horse. He was panting heavily, his chest heaving, his face beaming with exhilaration, and his voice was incredibly excited: "That was awesome! That was fucking awesome! Boss, let's come again next time!"

Shen Chuxiao's expression remained calm as he glanced at the distant fireworks, his voice cool and indifferent: "How many of our men were injured?"

"Not a single one was seriously injured!" Tie Niu grinned, feeling smug. "Only Er Gou was unlucky; he got gored in the butt by a bull's horn while hiding from the herd, and only scraped his skin a little."

With zero casualties on their side and the enemy's complete collapse, the overwhelming force was evident.

Shen Chuxiao's lips twitched almost imperceptibly. Without asking any further questions, he immediately ordered in a deep voice, "Withdraw."

Military orders are absolute; hundreds of cavalrymen instantly regrouped, advancing and retreating in an orderly fashion, showing no sign of panic.

The troops turned their horses around and calmly withdrew from the west side of the pasture. They had come with a swift and sudden attack, and left with a clean and decisive retreat, leaving the Blackstone tribe with only a scene of devastation and wailing—a veritable hellscape.

They galloped for ten miles, far from the Black Stone Tribe's pasture, when Shen Chuxiao suddenly raised his hand and tightened the reins.

"stop."

The entire cavalry team stopped instantly, in perfect unison.

Tie Niu, looking puzzled, urged his horse forward: "Boss, what's wrong? Aren't we going back to rest?"

Shen Chuxiao did not respond, his gaze deep as he slowly surveyed the surrounding terrain.

To the north is a gentle slope with a wide view, offering a clear view of the embers and smoke of the pasture behind; to the south is the only pasture road connecting the Black Stone Tribe and the Guafu Tribe, which is narrow, long and deep, and is the only way for the enemy to send reinforcements and pursuers; in the middle is a low-lying valley, with a concealed terrain that perfectly hides their figures, enough to hide them, with excellent concealment.

He pointed to the dark depression and said, "Everyone in, lie in ambush."

Following Shen Chuxiao's gaze, Shen Qiao looked into the distance. After a moment's thought, she instantly understood her captain's scheme and said with admiration, "Captain, you want to wait for the Black Stone Tribe to go and settle accounts with the Guafu Tribe, while we lie in wait here and reap the benefits?"