Fearing being killed for his overwhelming merits, the empress decided to marry him.

"Ah~~"

"Hey hey hey-"

The girl was so frightened that she covered her body and curled up in a ball, but this action only drew unrestrained laughter from the wolf riders.

Just as the shepherdess was at a loss, she suddenly felt her body lighten.

The next moment, she felt a sudden darkness before her eyes, and a rough hand grabbed her collar.

Before she knew it, she was already straddling a horse, and what she saw was an extremely ugly wolf rider who reeked of horse manure and was baring a mouthful of black and yellow rotten teeth at her.

"Ha ha!"

The cavalryman chuckled lewdly and slammed his calloused left hand hard onto the girl's fair abdomen.

The slap caused the girl to roll her eyes back in pain, her stomach churning, and she almost vomited.

The Sirius cavalry had no concept of tenderness or compassion.

Aren't women meant to be conquered?

The scattered wolf riders gradually gathered into a pack, emitting strange howls, and charged towards the border tribes ahead.

Dang Dang Dang...

Warning sounds blared from inside the fence, and the woman and child hid in their yurt in terror.

The men picked up their weapons, mounted their warhorses, and prepared to fight these beasts to the death.

The Sirius clan is inherently greedy!

They have an extraordinary obsession with and love for people and wealth.

Wherever they went, they brought destruction and ruin.

The various tribes living in this land of the Far East were terrified of the arrival of the Sirius.

Rolling yellow sand and the roar of iron hooves shattered the beauty of early spring.

"Men, don't be afraid! Protect our women and children, and fight these beasts to the death!"

The elderly clan chief, holding a rusty iron spear, stood at the front of the fence, loudly encouraging the men of the clan.

The thunderous hoofbeats were deafening. As fellow cavalry people, the people of the Northern Yan border region had lost their former sense of superiority when facing this savage wolf cavalry from the wild and cold land.

"kill!"

Just before they reached the fence, the wolf rider leader suddenly shouted.

The next moment, the wolf riders, who had been advancing in a straight line, immediately formed a circular formation and began to run around the perimeter of the fence.

At the same time, the carved bows on their backs had been untied, and cold, sharp wolf-tooth arrows were nocked on the bowstrings.

"Fire arrows!"

The chieftain, familiar with the Sirius people's tactics, immediately and decisively ordered his men to fire in unison.

He knew very well that once the circular formation was completed, his people would completely lose their last chance of survival.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh—

Inside the enclosure, rows of arrows rained down on the barbarians outside.

However, when facing a fast-moving target, the accuracy of arrows fired from a bow is so low that it is entirely a matter of chance.

Occasionally, a few arrows would strike the wolf riders, but they would be deflected by their excellent iron armor.

After a volley of arrows, not a single wolf rider fell from their horse.

A sense of powerless despair immediately appeared in the chieftain's eyes.

He knew that the wolf riders' counterattack was about to begin.

blow--

puff--

A swift, wolf-tooth-shaped arrowhead struck a member of the tribe squarely in the cheek.

The tribesman was immediately sent flying backwards without uttering a sound.

Swoosh swoosh swoosh—

The next moment, even more arrows rained down on the fence.

Puff puff puff——

Blood splattered, intertwining and colliding to form a cloud of blood mist.

The archers, less than ten paces away, shot with incredible speed and ferocity.

After just one round, the border residents guarding the fence fell like dominoes into pools of blood.

The wolf riders had an astonishing rate of fire, firing an average of 10-12 rounds per minute to provide all-around fire coverage, directly overwhelming the border guards and leaving them unable to retaliate.

"puff--"

"Uh--"

A heavy arrow pierced the chieftain's chest; the cold arrowhead penetrated his bone marrow in an instant, and he couldn't help but groan in pain.

"Clan leader!"

"Oh no! The chieftain has been shot with an arrow!"

Instantly, chaos erupted inside the fence.

The fact that the clan chief, who was the backbone of the community, was shot with an arrow meant that the border people had lost an important command force and immediately became like headless flies, without any restraint.

"You filthy bastard, I'll fight you to the death!"

A burly man from Northern Yan immediately grabbed a saber, leaped onto his horse, and charged out of the fence without a care.

Unfortunately, the next moment, arrows shot from all directions instantly ended his life at the very moment he raised his sword.

"Ow~"

The wolf rider leader suddenly roared.

"Awoooooo~~"

Instantly, the other wolf riders also let out a spirited howl.

"Quick, stop them! Don't let them break in!"

The chieftain stared wide-eyed and, with his last breath, issued his final instruction.

After saying this, his head lolled to the side, and he lost all hope of survival.

boom--

Suddenly a roar rang out, and the wolf riders immediately threw dozens of grappling hooks at the fence, securing them firmly to the wooden railing.

As the warhorses charged forward at breakneck speed, the wooden fence protecting the tribe was uprooted in an instant.

At this moment, the Wailing tribe had lost its last refuge and was completely exposed to the slaughter of these barbarians.

"rush!"

At the chief’s command, more than 1,500 wolf riders rushed into the tribe like a flood of beasts.

"You filthy beast, get out of my home and die!"

A boy, holding a pitchfork, swung it hard at the horse's leg just before the cavalry charged toward his yurt.

Bang~

"Xu~"

The warhorse fell to the ground in pain, throwing the rider off its back as well.

But the immense resistance swept over his arms, resulting in the victory, but his hands were also completely dislocated by the shock.

puff-

Before he could react, a rider behind him swerved past him, and a saber slashed open a bloody wound in his back.

As blood splattered, the boy's stubborn expression froze instantly. After spinning half a circle on the spot, he fell backward to the ground.

The next second, a pair of horseshoes magnified in his pupils until they fell heavily, and it was all over.

"Pooh……"

The cavalryman who had fallen earlier got up, dusted himself off, and seeing that the boy was dead, spat out a mouthful of phlegm. He glanced at his comrade who had helped him, then drew his sword again to search for his next target...

The wolf riders paid no heed to the sporadic resistance, intentionally or unintentionally driving them outside the fence, where they were pinned to the ground by incoming arrows.

In just half an hour, all the male members of the Wailing tribe, regardless of age, who had lived there for generations, were wiped out.

Next, it's time to enjoy the fruits of victory.

Throughout the day, the women's piercing cries and the men's beastly roars never ceased within the Wailing tribe.

As dawn broke, the beasts loaded over three hundred women onto prison carts, then burned the tribe to the ground before heading off to their next destination for plunder and debauchery.

Inside the burning tent, several scantily clad women lay dead with their eyes wide open.

They were all tortured to death; these beasts didn't treat women as human beings at all.

Among them was Sangji, and his entire in-laws also died.

Sangji's body was covered in bruises and scars, and his lower body was covered in blood, clearly indicating that he had suffered extremely painful torture before his death.

The poor woman had finally gotten a chance to reform herself, but fate played a cruel joke on her...

Two days later, Murong Ba led his troops to Wailing. Looking at the ruins of the tribe, he finally couldn't help but roar to the sky.

"You beasts! I will never let you get away with this!"

Tears and roars echoed under the vast sky, creating an atmosphere of utter desolation.