We have fought to the Arctic Circle, and you want me to inherit the throne?

There were about twenty barbarian riders, all of them were strong and powerful men wearing animal skins, with longbows and scimitars hanging from their waists.

They wore no armor, but only a small round shield placed on the side of the saddle.

When the barbarian riders saw Li Che and his group, they showed no fear and instead rode their horses towards them with a very arrogant attitude.

"Your Highness, this is a Mohe person." Qiu Bai said in a low voice.

Li Che looked at him doubtfully: "How do you know?"

"My family was once powerful in the North. I learned their language when I was young and can understand a few words."

"And the Mohe people are easy to identify. Khitan, Goryeo, and Shiwei people all don't braid their hair. Only Mohe men like to braid their hair down to the back of their heads."

Li Che took a closer look and found that the barbarians opposite him all had a small braid on the back of their heads.

Unlike the braids seen in Qing palace dramas, their braids are uglier and shorter, like rat tails.

The man in the lead seemed to be a small leader, with an ornament similar to a tiger or leopard's tail tied to his braid.

The Mohe people's horses were extremely fast and they arrived in front of Li Che and others in a flash.

Seeing this, the guards wanted to draw their swords, but Li Che raised his hand to stop them.

The leader with the beast's tail tied to his neck came up to Li Che arrogantly and mumbled a bunch of words.

"What did he say?" Li Che frowned and asked Xiang Qiubai.

Qiu Bai listened attentively, his expression becoming increasingly grim. He said in a deep voice, "He asked why we put these bodies down. Doesn't he know the rules?"

"Ask him, what are the rules?"

Qiu Bai looked at the man and said a series of words.

The Mohe leader seemed a little surprised that Qiu Bai actually understood their language. After a brief moment of astonishment, he responded.

Qiu Bai was furious after hearing this and gritted his teeth, "He said these corpses are a warning to the Xia people from the barbarians outside the Great Wall."

"This is not our Xia people's territory. Let us behave ourselves. Any race in the North has a higher status than the Xia people."

"If you dare to resist, your fate will be the same as those people."

There is no Qin and Han dynasty in this world, so other countries and ethnic groups still call the people of the Central Plains Xia people.

Qiu Bai looked at Li Che indignantly: "Your Highness, those corpses turned out to be warriors who fought bravely against the barbarians!"

Upon hearing this, Li Che's eyes swept across the faces of the barbarians, finally fixing on the leader, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"Just tell him..."

Li Che suddenly stopped talking halfway and sneered.

"never mind."

"I'm talking to a bunch of bastards, damn him!!!"

The 'Silence' sword at his waist was unsheathed, a cold light flashed, and a sword slashed out.

Before the Mohe leader could react, he felt a chill on his neck, and a head flew high into the air, blood gushing out, leaving only a headless body on the horse's back.

While the other Mohe riders were stunned, Li Che's personal guards had already drawn their swords and jumped on their horses, neighing and rushing forward like arrows.

In an instant, seven or eight Mohe riders were beheaded and their blood splattered five steps away.

The Mohe riders were used to seeing criminals from Daqing exiled here, and they thought that the people of Daqing were weak and could be bullied. They never expected that Li Che and his men, who were outnumbered than their own group, would dare to attack them.

When he came to his senses and wanted to escape on horseback, it was too late.

Li Che's personal guards took out their light crossbows from their waists, strung them, and aimed at the remnants of the Mohe who were fleeing in panic.

Whoosh whoosh—

After a few steps, more than ten crossbow arrows, carrying the breath of death, accurately pierced the chests of the Mohe people, knocking them off their horses one by one.

At this point, more than 20 Mohe riders were almost wiped out, and only the last three riders managed to escape with their lives.

Li Che did not order a pursuit, but calmly took the bow and arrow from the side of the horse, bent the bow and put the arrow on it in one go.

whoosh-

whoosh-

whoosh-

After three sounds of breaking through the air, the three feather arrows hit the target exactly, and silence returned to the snowfield.

The ownerless horses were running wildly on the snow. The guards hurried forward and gathered these ownerless war horses one by one.

Li Che put down his bow, his chest still heaving violently. The words of the Mohe leader just now had a great impact on him.

He never thought that the Xia people living in Ninggu County, which was clearly part of Daqing's territory, had become the lowest race.

How can such a weak country, which can neither deter foreign enemies nor protect its people, have the face to call itself "great"?

Qiu Bai came to Li Che's side, his face showing worry: "Your Highness, you..."

Li Che came back to his senses and shook his head: "I'm fine, how is the battle going?"

"They've all been killed. The brothers are finishing off the enemy. We've also captured over twenty war horses," Qiu Bai exclaimed. "They're all top-quality horses. The horses from outside the Great Wall are indeed excellent."

"What kind of good horse is this?" Li Che smiled. "In the future, we will have a better one."

The horses ridden by the Mohe people were a hybrid of Mongolian and Kazakh horses. Although these horses had great endurance and good load-bearing capacity, they were only barely qualified as war horses.

The real fine horses are found far away in the Western Regions, especially in the distant country of Dayuan, where there are fine horses with superior speed and explosive power that can run a thousand miles.

"Pack up and let's move on...eh?!"

Li Che suddenly caught a glimpse of a 'corpse' on the ground that actually moved.

Then, the "corpse" suddenly jumped up, turned over, rode on an ownerless warhorse, and fled for its life into the distance.

"Hurry! Don't let him run away, tip him off!" Li Che shouted loudly.

However, the guards around him were busy cleaning up the battlefield, and at this moment, Li Che was the only one still riding on the horse.

Li Che made up his mind and without caring about anything else, he spurred his horse and chased after the fleeing Mohe man.

He subconsciously reached behind him, but felt nothing. Then he remembered that after shooting the arrow, he casually handed the bow to Qiu Bai.

"Damn it!" Li Che cursed and accelerated to chase after him.

Qiu Bai's intermittent voice came from behind: "Your Highness, slow down... Hurry up and chase! If Your Highness loses even a hair, you and I will die!"

The personal guards quickly mounted their horses and chased after them, but Li Che and the fleeing Mohe rider had already run too far away, and now only their backs could be vaguely seen.

"Fuck your mother, you bastard! Don't run!"

Li Che whipped the horse with all his might, but his riding skills were still not as skilled as the Hu cavalryman's. He saw that the other party was about to escape into the vast snow forest.

In a flash, Li Che made up his mind, drew the sword from his waist, aimed at the rider's back, and threw it with all his might.

The Silence sword flew through the air and took the head of the barbarian!

Duang——

The Mohe rider only felt a flash of cold light behind his head, followed by a dull pain in his scalp, and was so scared that he almost fell off his horse.

When he raised his hand to feel around, he found that his head was not injured, only the hilt of the sword had hit him.

Then he turned around and laughed mockingly at Li Che.

"You bastard, I'm going to eat you alive!" Li Che was so angry that he whipped the horse again and chased after him.

However, the distance between the two was getting farther and farther, and the Hu cavalry was about to disappear in the vast snow forest.

Suddenly, a black shadow jumped out of the forest.

The black shadow was agile and landed steadily on the Mohe rider's horse. Immediately afterwards, a scream came from the horse's back.