Deo, a man from a housekeeper, was not timid in the face of hundreds of people, but instead looked arrogant and shouted in a clear throat.

"Listen to you damn prisoners! My chief, Lord Zhao Hu, is merciful this time, and decided to let you go, your lowly lives, and take you as servants!

"Remember! Your master will be Lord Zhao Hu in the future! Under the order of Lord Zhao Hu, even if you face your tribe members, you must raise your weapons to serve you!"

Seeing that the prisoners had no reaction, Dio couldn't help but frown and said to the people beside him, "Let them be in a group of ten people, and then bring them to the back to carry supplies."

Those logistics soldiers hesitated.

There are nearly a thousand prisoners below, just these few of them go there?

What should I do if I eat it raw by them!

Sun Jie, who knew these prisoners' habits, immediately ran to the prisoners and shouted with great power.

"You, you, you, and you, line up, hurry up, don't be too slow!"

He is usually commanded by others all day long, but now he can finally command people, of course he looks proud.

The logistics soldiers saw that Sun Jie was safe and sound when he ran to the prisoners, but also shouted, and the prisoners lined up obediently without any resistance at all. They couldn't help but run down immediately.

They also want to taste the taste of being a superior.

Geralt, who had just finished the report, rushed over and saw that the prisoners below had been sorted out, and couldn't help but ask a cavalry captain who was monitoring the prisoners next to him.

"The prisoners have confirmed their master?"

"What confirmed the master?"

The captain looked puzzled.

"Do they know who they should be loyal to?" Geralt asked anxiously.

The captain replied with a "so that's it" expression on his face.

"Oh, it turns out it's this. The personal guard of Chief Zhao Hu had told them just now that their master was Chief Zhao Hu."

"Well, I'm so late!"

Geralt stomped his feet and was upset. Seeing him like this, the captains of several other cavalry teams came to ask what was going on. Geralt answered excitedly.

"You don't know that although these guys are stupid, their long-term slave teachings make them only obey their master's orders. Now the words of the personal guard have taken them all over for Chief Zhao Hu!

"I really regret not coming soon! Otherwise I could have taken a few servants! Why are the personal guards so clever? They actually know how to recruit them in the name of Chief Zhao Hu? Instead of using the name of the brigade?"

"Hey, that personal guard is Chief Zhao Hu's personal guard. Of course, everything is for Lord Zhao Hu. What do you want these prisoners to do? Use them to sell them for money? Lord Zhao Hu is not a person who likes to eat alone. After these prisoners are sold, we will also have a share of them."

The captains were all joking about Geralt with a smile, they didn't understand why Geralt was so excited.

Geralt sighed.

"Oh, haven't you heard what I said just now? Now they will only obey the orders of Chief Zhao Hu and send weapons to arm them. Chief Zhao Hu is equivalent to having a private armed brigade that obeys him with his orders!"

"Armed them? No, are they? They are prisoners! Aren't you afraid that they will rebel?" The captains were surprised.

"You don't know the character of the flag people in Feimu Banner Alliance is like this. Their slavery has been deeply rooted in the bones. Now even if Chief Zhao Hu ordered them to kill each other, they will follow the order!"

As soon as Geralt said this, the captains were stunned.

"Really? Isn't this more personal guard than a personal guard?"

Geralt knew that the servants had no share of his own. Although he was full of annoyance, he still responded to his colleague's questions in a friendly manner.

"Of course it's true. If you are not good to your personal guards, your personal guards will still be slanderous; but these guys, even if you beat him, scold him, or abuse him, they will definitely execute your orders without fail.

"As long as you don't transfer them to others, or are taken away, they will follow your orders until your life is over."

"Isn't this even more slaves than slaves? I would have wanted ten of them to be my servants!"

The captains all looked regretful, and one of the captains immediately reminded them.

"By the way, can you forward it? Why don't you ask Chief Zhao Hu to forward a few to us? How about it?"

Geralt looked at the captain with a slanted eye.

"If it were you, would you transfer such a servant to someone else for no reason?"

The captain thought for a moment, shook his head helplessly, and sighed.

"It seems that we have to wait until the next time that the flag people are captured, we can enjoy the feeling of having personal guards..."

"Don't be stupid. As long as their leader is still there, they will attack according to orders and will not surrender as easily as they are now." Geralt reminded.

"Well, it seems that Chief Zhao Hu is really lucky. Their young master was inexplicably chopped off by his personal guards. Otherwise, the young master would have hid behind and issued an order to attack, and we were probably all dead. Those were two thousand cavalrymen, more than three times that of us!"

When these captains were silent, the logistics soldiers had already brought the prisoners to quickly clean the battlefield and transport supplies.

There were many people and great powers. At dawn, almost everything was ready. Fortunately, a batch of carriages were brought from the corps headquarters a few months ago, and at several markets, a batch of carriages were even exchanged for it.

After the carriage loads all the stock supplies and wounded, it can also bring the brigade's kitchen utensils and other things that are not very important, and can empty everything in the brigade.

One of the carriages was filled with hundreds of heads pickled with lime and was named "Ghost Carriage".

Seeing this, Zhao Hu couldn't help but smile bitterly. This didn't look like retreating, but rather like transferring a station.

"Sir, in which direction do we turn?"

The captains all came forward to wait for Zhao Hu's orders.

Although I don’t know the detailed situation, the number of millions of iron cavalry alone is enough to swallow the entire Wenbei Province. The way for them to retreat has been blocked by the Feimu Banner Alliance. Now no one is too stupid to retreat directly.

But if you want to return to China, you can only return to China by entering the grassland, spanning thousands of kilometers, and detouring to the other end of the Vinci Province.

Although this is not something that humans do, if you don’t want to stay here and be attacked by Feimuqi Alliance, then there is only this path to go.

Zhao Hu looked at the brief map equipped by the brigade and pointed to a place.

“We move in this direction.”

The captain who didn't understand the map could only be stupid, while the captains who knew the map were stunned and Gerat asked stutter.

"Sir, if you go this direction, the distance will be at least twice as long. When will we go back to China? Moreover, the empire has no relevant information on this route. You may encounter the Muqi station in a few days. If we bump into this without knowingly, we will either be killed by the enemy or get lost, and be exhausted and starved to death!"

Hearing this, everyone looked at Zhao Hu with a nervous look on their faces, and Zhao Hu sighed.

"There is no way. Another road is the supply line for the invading millions of cavalry. I believe that we will perish earlier on that road.

"Although this road is dangerous, the Feimu Banner Alliance has drawn out millions of cavalry to fight. As long as the remaining troops are not surrounded by them, I believe there is no problem.

"Also, we can disguise ourselves as locals in the prairie and hide our identities. We may have a safe journey? The only difficulty is that the distance is long...Which will we take?"

Hearing Zhao Hu's words, the captains pondered for a moment, and then agreed to Zhao Hu's choice.

One is the path to death, the other is the path to not knowing danger. The saying "put it to death and live" does not require practice often.

Since he made a decision, Zhao Hu broke into the vast prairie with nearly a hundred carriages and a large number of horses.

After entering the grassland, Zhao Hu and his group rushed for three days, they finally stopped to rest and started to appreciate the scenery of the grassland.

Along the way, I didn’t know whether it was because the grassland was vast and sparsely populated or the luck was good, but I never encountered a dangerous creature like a wild wolf who saw such a large number of people and escaped early.

Of course, Zhao Hu and the others would not take it lightly. The scouts sent out from all directions. The farthest reconnaissance range during the day is limited to ten kilometers, and at night it is limited to two kilometers. There is nothing to do about this. If you run too far, you will be afraid of not being able to come back, and if you are too close, it is useless.

On this flat grassland, you can easily see a situation one kilometer away. You should know that the team of nearly a hundred carriages and thousands of war horses is very conspicuous.

"Sir, a total of 2,622 war horses were seized in the last battle, including 581 dead horses and 345 injured horses. The rest were all intact war horses. The dead horses and the waste horses had been sorted into bacon by the logistics soldiers.

"The cavalry squadron originally wanted to equip each of them with three war horses, but considering that the servants were excellent cavalry and other infantry squadrons could also become cavalrymen, so the subordinates only promised them to ride on each of them, so that we would only have a dozen empty horses left."

Deo was wearing a nomad costume, and Zhao Hu and others were like this. Wearing an imperial uniform on the prairie was like seeking death. They are now disguised as merchants.

Zhao Hutou, the people from the cavalry squadron, even made trouble for the equip of the double cavalry.
Chapter completed!