Chapter 453: Welcoming at the City Gate

Xiong also made a prompt decision, letting the Soldiers split into groups to pursue and capture. Judging by the footprints, the number of enemies was not too large, at least not more than them. It was better to kill some and keep some alive; figuring out their purpose for coming here and what secrets they knew was more important than killing them all.

The Soldiers then scattered in their respective directions to begin tracking. After running for a while, the Suiren Tribe Soldiers began thinking about hiding. They were also carrying Weapons themselves, and even gathered in twos and threes, thinking that if there were few pursuers, they could still attempt a counter-kill.

All those who escaped hid with different goals, or continued to flee. Only Huangpin and his few companions dared not stop for a moment. Even though they were exhausted, they had to lean on trees to keep moving forward, because he knew that Huaxia had domesticated wolves; hiding was impossible, and no matter how well they hid, they would be found.

A Small Team of Huaxia Soldiers had already discovered the enemies, but perhaps it was just because there were only four of them that it increased the confidence of the five Suiren Tribe Soldiers opposite them. Not only did they stop running, they also prepared to attack the Huaxia Soldiers.

These Huaxia Soldiers were not wearing Iron Armor, and their builds were not particularly robust, which was what made those few Suiren Tribe Soldiers harbor thoughts of resistance. However, the few of them still spoke up first, telling the enemies opposite to surrender, promising that those who surrendered would not be killed.

But the Suiren Tribe Soldiers remained unmoved. After whispering to each other, they began to move, wanting to surround these few Huaxia Soldiers.

Seeing that the other side was unyielding, the few men also prepared for an attack. First standing back-to-back, they said in voices only they could hear: "Kill three, leave two, how about that?"

The others indicated there was no problem, and then they began to pick their targets. They chose the two weakest ones, who looked like they could not run fast, to keep alive. As for the others, they directly gripped their Crossbows with one hand, using the other arm as a support, and raised them to shoot instantly.

These Suiren Tribe Soldiers had never seen a Crossbow and had not participated in battles against Huaxia at close range, so they were not afraid at all when they saw the Huaxia Soldiers pick up these short, small things, until their own necks or chests were pierced and they understood what was happening.

After shooting, they immediately aimed their Crossbows at the two they had kept alive, demanding in an extremely stern tone that they drop their Weapons and kneel on the ground to surrender. Unfortunately, they did not listen and just turned and ran.

After missing a few shots in a row, Huaxia still chose to let two people pursue, while the remaining two were responsible for quickly finishing off the others before following in pursuit.

In the end, of these five Suiren Tribe Soldiers, only one living person remained; the other one did not know what was good for him and was cut down by a Knife.

Scenes like this were constantly happening in the forest. More often, they were forced out from every corner, trees, and bushes by the Huaxia Soldiers, and then all who could be taken were taken.

Others were fleeing in a panic, but Huangpin had a choice. He would pick places where the forest was denser to run, which could shield his figure and also cover his tracks on the thick fallen leaves. Fortunately, he had not heard any movement of enemies pursuing him.

In the end, Xiong also dragged two enemies back. After all the Soldiers gathered on the road, they began to tally the results, and then forced the Slaves to say how many people they had. After counting, a few were still missing.

Xiong asked who their Leader was. Everyone's story was consistent, all saying it was a person named Huangpin. But Huangpin was not here. Then he continued to ask through each group, and they all said Huangpin was not fleeing with them. The conclusion was then very obvious: the missing few were their Leaders.

When asked about their purpose and achievements, they said it was to find another city of Huaxia, but they had not found any useful information after searching for several days. Once this was said, the Huaxia Soldiers burst into laughter.

Given that the enemies had no results, and it was unrealistic to rely on them to pursue now, Xiong directly gave up the plan to continue chasing the escaped enemies and intended to take these prisoners back to the tribe.

They traveled quite quickly, and in the end, they successfully merged with the rest of the group who were traveling slowly and arrived at the city gate. Baifeng had already received the news that Xiong was about to enter the city, so he had someone drive a carriage to the city gate to meet him personally. As for how many miles outside the city to go to welcome him, there was no need for that. Anyway, for Xiong, as long as he went to meet him, he could feel the importance Baifeng placed on him; as for deeper etiquette, he did not understand it anyway.

When Xiong led the team to the city gate, Baifeng was already waiting. On both sides were Full Armor soldiers holding the Huaxia Dragon Cavalry banners. This scene moved Xiong instantly. He was a man who did not shout in pain even when struck by a Knife, yet at this moment, he inexplicably wanted to cry.

Baifeng also hurriedly walked up a few steps to welcome Xiong and said to him with a smile: "Xiong, you have worked hard on this journey. You served as the vanguard for my Huaxia and scouted the road ahead; this is a great achievement! Come, follow me into the city quickly!"

Xiong was a bit unaccustomed to such an enthusiastic Baifeng, but he still followed Baifeng step by step until Baifeng pulled him onto his own carriage. Although Xiong understood the gap in status and barely understood some principles of hierarchy, after all, this era had not yet developed overly strict ritual systems, so Xiong had absolutely no psychological pressure about sharing a carriage with Baifeng.

On the carriage, Xiong also slowly and carefully recounted what he had seen and heard along the way, and became even more certain that this land was much larger than he had known, and the scenery and climate were also somewhat different.

Therefore, he now had a clearer understanding of Baifeng's plan not to engage in a head-on war with Xuanyuan and the Suiren Tribe, but to choose to occupy the weaker western forces first. This time he went to the Golden Autumn Gathering, he only saw two relatively large tribes, the Jiangshui Tribe and the Wulenge Tribe. He did not know the specific strength of the Wulenge Tribe, but they had already formed a feud with Huaxia. If it were said to attack the Wulenge Tribe, Xiong would be one hundred percent willing.

He had only glanced at the Jiangshui Tribe from the periphery, and did not know their specific strength, but for the current Huaxia, it should not be a big problem. The trouble lay in the fact that the distance was too far, and conducting operations was a hassle.

Because information was transmitted one-way, Xiong did not know before that a war had occurred between Huaxia and the Suiren Tribe; he only got some news when he met the team from New City.

But those people from New City had not participated in the battle personally. What they knew was only what others had said while coming and going. Whether it was true or whether there was exaggeration, Xiong could not be sure, because he also found it hard to believe that Huaxia could actually resist tens of thousands of Suiren Tribe Soldiers.

Now Xiong was very eager to get the true answer from Baifeng.