Blood stained his clothes, and wounds scored his hands and face. Luo Xiang's corpse lay in Luo You's arms. After cutting off the Shi Tribe's cavalry from behind and slaughtering them all, Luo Chengzhi and Luo Weizhi hurried back to Luo You, their expressions shaken. The Dare-to-Fight Warriors gathered around, sitting silently on horseback in ring upon ring, grieving the passing of their commander and clansmen.
Shi Min had died with his eyes wide open, unable to rest in peace. Luo You looked around him. Twisted corpses of Dare-to-Fight Warriors and Hu armored cavalry lay everywhere. Seeing Luo Chengzhi, Luo You raised an index finger toward the sky. Blood kept spilling from his mouth as he said indistinctly, "Chengzhi, killing Shi Min amounts to next to nothing. Your father and our clansmen account for twenty percent. Wipe out the Shi Tribe!"
Luo Weizhi did not understand his uncle's talk of ten or twenty percent, but he understood the instruction to help Yan State wipe out the Shi Tribe's remaining forces.
Luo Chengzhi, who understood everything, was filled with terror. He knew what his father meant. Hunting down outstanding Hu figures dealt only a negligible blow to their Mandate of Heaven. Just as the ten percent stripped from the Hu People's mandate in the Western Regions had not been because of the Xianbei Chanyu's death, but because of the Divine Artifact and the casualties suffered by the Luo Clan's legitimate daughter Luo Yu and the Temple Army. This was called sacrificing Luo Blood to Heaven.
This battle was no different. The Luo Clan Household Head and all these Dare-to-Fight Warriors had died here, on a battlefield against a figure bearing the Hu People's Mandate of Heaven. Whether Shi Min died or not, whether the Shi Tribe won or lost, the Hu