Opponent Strong, I Am Subservient; Opponent Weak, I Strike Forcefully

To escape their pursuers, Sheng Huai'an's unit didn't linger on the grasslands. Instead, they entered a small desert to hide.

"Pah, this wind and sand are terrible!" Tang Yunshan spat out sand that had blown into his mouth.

"This cursed place is truly unbearable for humans," Hai Dahe felt that if he wasn't careful, he'd be choked by sand.

By hiding in the desert, their tracks vanished even more thoroughly.

With ample food and water, they stayed in the desert for a full day.

They only emerged on the second day.

After leaving the desert, everyone looked at the grasslands and felt that the grasslands were much better, full of life.

"Battalion Commander, what should we do now?" Guo Xiaoping asked, looking at Sheng Huai'an.

Unable to attack the Xiongnu army's supply and grain convoy, their combat purpose on the grasslands was lost.

"I don't want to go back so shamefully. If I can't attack the supply and grain convoy, can't I attack small tribes?" Sheng Huai'an certainly wouldn't choose to return to Anning Pass to participate in the defense.

"Let's go, our combat objective has changed. We'll target small Xiongnu tribes. We'll slaughter all the young and strong men, burn their grain, and make sure these Xiongnu don't have an easy winter."

With their combat objective changed, they continued to roam the grasslands, striking hard at any small Xiongnu tribes they encountered.

They killed all the young and strong men, and all males taller than a cartwheel, burned their grain, and drove away their cattle, sheep, and horses.

In one day, they had swept through over twenty small Xiongnu tribes.

A Xiongnu cavalry unit of a thousand strong discovered these small tribes had been raided and immediately tracked Sheng Huai'an's unit.

After sending a message, the commanding general led his troops in pursuit.

The next morning, as Sheng Huai'an and his men were attacking a tribe of over a thousand people, a unit of Xiongnu cavalry rushed over.

Seeing Sheng Huai'an's unit slaughtering the tribesmen, the Xiongnu general was furious and immediately ordered his troops to charge.

Sheng Huai'an and the others naturally noticed the sudden appearance of over a thousand cavalry.

Seeing that the opposing force was only about a thousand cavalry, Sheng Huai'an immediately ordered his men to form ranks and prepare for a counter-charge.

They couldn't deal with the main Xiongnu cavalry force, but they were confident they could defeat a thousand cavalry.

"Kill!"

"Charge!"

There were no extra words, only the rumbling sound of hooves charging across the grassland.

The commanding general of this Xiongnu cavalry unit was a strong practitioner at the early Houtian stage.

Sheng Huai'an had his eyes on him from the start of the charge, and the Xiongnu general had the same intention, setting his sights on Sheng Huai'an.

Then, he completely underestimated Sheng Huai'an's strength.

The moment they clashed, he was defeated.

"Chii!"

This Xiongnu martial practitioner at the early Houtian stage couldn't even withstand one of Sheng Huai'an's attacks. He was impaled through the chest and held high.

With a forceful swing, he hurled the corpse into the charging Xiongnu cavalry.

"Kill!"

After killing the Xiongnu commanding general with a single spear thrust, Sheng Huai'an powerfully charged into the Xiongnu cavalry.

His Overlord Spear Technique swept in all directions, continuously reaping the lives of Xiongnu cavalrymen.

He was like a peerless heavenly god, leading his subordinates to break through the Xiongnu cavalry.

With their commanding general killed right at the start, the Xiongnu cavalry were greatly terrified, their morale plummeting.

Sheng Huai'an, like a god of slaughter, struck fear into the Xiongnu cavalry, who were completely unable to muster any resistance.

Many Xiongnu soldiers turned their horses and fled.

However, they were still caught and annihilated.

They avoided the sharp edge of the main Xiongnu cavalry force and powerfully attacked small Xiongnu cavalry units.

They took all usable supplies, including tents, grain, water, meat, and horses, and quickly left the battlefield.

By the time the main Xiongnu cavalry arrived, all that remained were a ravaged tribe and a battlefield littered with corpses.

Looking at the corpses everywhere, Tuobatao was furious.

"Ah... damn Wei rats, if you have the guts, come out and fight a decisive battle."

Hu Nanlei looked at the crying women and children in the small tribe, and the slaughtered young men, clenching his fists tightly, veins bulging on his face.

"If I don't kill them, I, Hu Nanlei, swear I am no man."

"Chase them, even to the ends of the earth, we must find these Wei rats."

Having lost a thousand cavalry, they now only had three thousand left.

After a victorious battle, Sheng Huai'an led his subordinates and fled, brandishing his blade and killing any small tribes they encountered along the way.

Wherever they went, only the old, weak, women, and children were left in the Xiongnu's small tribes.

Cruel Wei iron cavalry had ridden into the grasslands, specifically slaughtering small tribes, causing widespread panic among many small tribes on the grasslands for a time.

Upon hearing this, some medium and large tribes also dispatched cavalry to participate in the encirclement and suppression of Sheng Huai'an's unit.

When encountering small groups of Xiongnu cavalry, Sheng Huai'an and his men would strike forcefully and kill them.

When encountering large Xiongnu cavalry formations, they would flee, disappearing without a trace, completely avoiding contact with the Xiongnu cavalry.

Sheng Huai'an played the game of guerrilla warfare with masterful skill; they appeared on the grasslands like phantoms.

When the Left Virtuous King discovered that the Anning Pass iron cavalry still roaming the grasslands had not been wiped out, and were instead wantonly slaughtering small tribes, he was so enraged he could have exploded.

He immediately ordered all tribes under his command to dispatch troops to participate in the encirclement and suppression.

For several consecutive days, Sheng Huai'an led his subordinates, destroying forty to fifty small tribes and eliminating over a thousand small Xiongnu cavalry units.

Then, they were chased by a Xiongnu army of five thousand cavalry into the desert.

The five thousand Xiongnu cavalry pursued them into the desert, but soon lost track of Sheng Huai'an's unit.

Using the Hoofprint Vanishing Technique again to shake off the pursuers, they took a day to traverse two hundred li of desert and arrived on another grassland.

After a brief period of rest, Sheng Huai'an led his troops into action again, specifically targeting Xiongnu small tribes that were incapable of resistance.

By the time the news reached the Xiongnu armies engaged in the encirclement and they rushed over, Sheng Huai'an's unit had long since fled and vanished.

"Damn it, are these people ghosts?"

"Find them, we must find them."

"If we don't eliminate this group, we'll lose all face."

The Xiongnu generals participating in the encirclement were all furious but helpless.

They couldn't get a trace of Sheng Huai'an and his men, and were being led around by the nose.

Just as the Xiongnu cavalry forces were searching for Sheng Huai'an and his men, they were currently hiding in a small mountain range.

At this moment, Sheng Huai'an and his men were cooking beef and mutton.

On the grasslands, one could eat beef and mutton until they were sick of it.

"Battalion Commander, the Xiongnu cavalry participating in our encirclement is increasing," Tang Yunshan said.

"I feel like we've poked a hornet's nest."

"This feeling of dancing on the tip of a knife is too thrilling," Hu Bing said, gnawing on a lamb leg.

They had encountered several large Xiongnu cavalry formations in the past two days; if not for wrapping their horse hooves with cloth and using the Hoofprint Vanishing Technique, they would have been caught long ago.

"It's relatively safe here for now; let's hide for two days," Sheng Huai'an said.

With many tribes dispatching troops to encircle them, the enemies they faced were growing in number, so they could only temporarily avoid the sharp edge.

"I wonder how things are at Anning Pass!" Guo Xiaoping said with some worry.

Although they were causing trouble on the grasslands, if they couldn't cut off the Xiongnu's supply lines, the Xiongnu army was likely still attacking the pass.

"I believe in General Yang Ye and the others; Anning Pass will definitely hold," Sheng Huai'an said.

As the general of this unit, he couldn't say anything disheartening, as it would affect the morale and spirit of the troops.

"It's really tough not being able to drink. All this beef and mutton, paired with wine, would be true enjoyment," Wang Wu said, taking large bites of lamb chops.

If it were paired with wine, this life would be too fantastic.

"Be patient, and when we return, I'll treat you to three days and three nights of drinking," Sheng Huai'an said with a smile.

The group chatted while eating meat, the entire camp filled with the aroma of meat.

After nightfall, Sheng Huai'an began meditating and cultivating.

He had killed many enemies during his recent campaigns, and his Slaughter Value had accumulated to over three thousand six hundred.

It had been several days since he last improved his cultivation, and Sheng Huai'an planned to raise his cultivation realm again.

As the enemy forces grew, he felt insecure with his low cultivation.