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"Shu Lie is dead, why don't you surrender immediately?"

As Lu Xiao's shouts spread, Luo Yang and his garrison brothers also shouted loudly, instantly spreading the news.

The Hu people were shocked when they heard the news. They instinctively searched the battlefield and found Shu Lie's body being held high. This immediately demoralized the army!

The Hu soldiers of the Black Sand Clan were alright; once their commander died, they knew they couldn't escape their fate of being slaughtered, so they fought with complete recklessness.

However, the Moda and Qingwu tribes, who had come to provide support, withdrew their troops immediately on the orders of their tribal chiefs.

This attack was entirely led by Shu Lie, with the other two cooperating.

So far in the battle, they have yet to capture the White Wolf camp.

Now that Shu Lie is dead, Modal and Qingwu Pu Lie believe that there is no point in continuing, so they might as well make a quick getaway before they get too deeply involved!

The two weren't stupid; they knew that if they tried to escape together, they would likely be surrounded and killed by the other, so they each led their tribesmen to retreat.

"Brother Xiao, we mustn't let them escape such a golden opportunity!"

Luo Yang cut down several Hu soldiers, came before Lu Xiao, hastily threw down a few words, and then chased after the Hu army:

"I will lead the soldiers to stop Qingwupu Lie!"

"Brother Luo, be careful!"

Lu Xiao nodded, stretched his neck and shouted before continuing to slaughter the Black Sand Chuo soldiers around him.

At the same time, Zhou Daxing, Meng Dali, and other centurions and squad leaders in the White Wolf camp also opened the camp gates and rushed out.

"It's Lu Xiao, the White Wolf!"

"He killed our Sijin, and now he's going to kill us all!"

"Run, everyone!"

When the Hu soldiers saw that Qishu had been killed, they instantly lost all strength to resist and ran away while roaring wildly at their tribesmen.

In the blink of an eye, the Hu people fled northwards like a tsunami.

They turned their backs directly to the enemy, and what awaited them was slaughter!

"Modal, where do you think you're going?"

Soon after, seeing that the situation around him had basically stabilized, Lu Xiao immediately mounted his horse and chased after Modal:

"You have invaded without cause. Do you really think our Great Zhou is easy to bully?"

"Dismount and surrender immediately, and I might spare your life!"

Modal was terrified, clinging tightly to the horse's back, trying to run as fast as he could.

After galloping for a short while, he was shocked to find that Lu Xiao was getting closer and closer to him. He immediately disregarded everything else and began to run back and forth on the grassland, trying to shake off his opponent with his skillful horsemanship.

The distance between the two sides gradually closed.

At first, Modal had warriors from his tribe to cover him and help him escape, but as time went by, fewer and fewer people were around him, until in the end he was all alone, running amok.

At this moment, the distance between Lu Xiao and Modal had been reduced to about a hundred paces!

He steadied himself, took the Mountain-Shattering Bow from his back, aimed, and drew the string in one smooth motion!

call out--

As the arrow whistled, Modal's warhorse neighed instantly, then suddenly accelerated, charging forward recklessly.

After understanding the situation, Lu Xiao sighed inwardly.

"It was so close, it wouldn't have hit the horse's rump, but Modal's back!"

"However, he can't escape this time!"

Coming to his senses, he whipped his warhorse relentlessly, trying to increase its speed.

When the two sides were only sixty or seventy paces apart, Lu Xiao drew his bow and shot again. This time, he still missed Modal, but instead broke the horse's leg!

At high speed, Modal was thrown out and rolled dozens of times on the grassland before coming to a stop.

Ignoring the pain in his body, he charged forward headlong, but the sound of horses' hooves behind him made him feel utterly hopeless!

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Seeing that the two were about to collide, Modal rolled aside to avoid it, and then immediately knelt down and begged for mercy:

"General Lu, I beg you, please have mercy and spare my life!"

"If you're willing to release me, the Moda tribe will never set foot south again, and we're willing to become your vanguard, helping you conquer other grassland tribes!"

Please...

He wept bitterly, kowtowing and begging for mercy, as if he wanted to say every humble word he had ever uttered in his life.

Lu Xiao did not kill him immediately, but instead questioned him coldly:

"Will the two thousand barbarian soldiers brought by the Qingwu tribe stay behind?"

Upon hearing this, Modal was stunned for a moment, then, sensing the overwhelming killing intent emanating from Lu Xiao, hurriedly replied:

"General Lu, they will not linger!"

"If it weren't for Shu Lie's insistence on inviting us to come and help, those two thousand people would already be on their way back to the royal court!"

He suddenly realized that Lu Xiao might be worried about retaliation from their Hu people's royal court, which was why he hadn't killed him immediately. He quickly tried to buy himself a chance to survive:

"Please rest assured, General Lu, I will do my utmost to persuade Qingwu Pulie not to harbor resentment towards you when I return!"

"And above all, don't let this get out!"

After he finished speaking, he nervously raised his head and cautiously looked at Lu Xiao.

In an instant, a glint of cold light appeared first!

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Lu Xiao, wielding the Black Dragon Spear, pierced the opponent's head with a flick of his wrist, letting out a cold snort:

"Since you'll always come back for revenge, what's the point of keeping you around?"

"Besides, I never intended to let you go in the first place!"

He quickly severed Modal's head, casually tied it to his saddle, and rode back.

With Shulie and Modal dead, the Black Sand Chuo tribe and the Modal tribe had no chance of rising again, and the pressure on the White Wolf camp was greatly reduced.

However, if the soldiers of the Third Prince of the Northern Barbarians do not leave, the Qingwu tribe is very likely to attack again.

With these concerns in mind, Lu Xiao quickly returned to the battlefield in front of the main camp.

He had been chasing them for quite a while, and by the time he returned, the battle here was over, and Luo Yang had already led the garrison back.

As soon as they met, Luo Yang said with a heart full of guilt:

"Brother Xiao, I'm so sorry."

"I am an incompetent elder brother. I let Qingwupu Lie escape, leaving a hidden danger for the future."

After saying this, he was about to punish himself and accept his punishment, but Lu Xiao quickly reached out to stop him:

"Brother Luo, don't blame yourself."

"The Qingwu tribe had the most invaders, and that old man Qingwu Pulie was leading his Northern Hu royal family's troops. It's only natural that their two legs couldn't outrun their four hooves."

"As long as we win this battle, that's all that matters!"

With that, Lu Xiao patted Luo Yang on the shoulder, telling him not to overthink it, and then they returned to the camp together, chatting and laughing.

On the way back, Luo Yang saw him staring at the soldiers burning the corpses of the Hu soldiers, and gave a brief explanation:

"Brother Xiao, this is probably the first time you've seen so many Hu (non-Han) corpses, isn't it?"

"It's the height of summer now. If we just throw them away, a plague will surely break out within a radius of dozens of miles. Burying them is really too good for them."

"Burning it down is the best solution!"