"Kill—" Accompanied by his long shout, five thousand soldiers galloped like tigers out of the gate, roaring towards Dalanza. The shining sword shone with icy light in the setting sun.
To be able to burn the flames of war on the grasslands of the Turkic people has been the dream of the Dahua soldiers for a hundred years, and it is also the time for them to shed their shame. Fanatic flames flickered in everyone's eyes, their faces were flushed, and their expressions of excitement were beyond words. The dust kicked up by the horseshoes covered half of the sky.
The loud sound of horseshoes also awakened the Turkic people returning from grazing. They stood by the edge of the tent and looked over their eyes. The Turkic men, women and children in Dalanza suddenly let out a burst of excited cheers, scrambling to rush towards the horse team, and the excited shouts and cheers spread throughout the grassland in an instant.
Obviously, the Turkic people, who had never been looted before, regarded this group of great Chinese bandits who had penetrated into the grassland as tribal warriors who had returned in triumph. In their impression, it is absolutely impossible for the Dahua people to step into the grassland, and this kind of fierce murderous aura will definitely not belong to the weak Dahua people.
After traveling several miles, seeing that there were only a few hundred feet left on both sides, it was the Turkic sentry who was the first to discover the abnormality. This fierce cavalry came fiercely, and the sharp swords in their hands seemed to flash across the cold light of the sky, glowing with a murderous aura. The knight on the horse had yellow skin and black hair, and his cold eyes were as cold and ruthless as the ice of the twelfth lunar month.
"No, it's the Dahua people—ah—" The sentry of the Dalanza tribe was trembling with fear, before a warning was issued, a fine horse straddled it, and the sharp blade flashed like a long white sword And pass. With blood splattering everywhere, the Turkic man's body was cut in two, and he fell down from the horse with a thud. The deep-set eyes protruded out tremblingly, and the bleak light in the eyes was clearly visible. Obviously, until his death, he never thought that he would be buried under Dahua's knife and axe at the gate of his home.
With a fierce look on his face, the high chief spat fiercely at the Turkic corpse, and swung a big knife in his hand. The blood on the blade spilled far away. He shouted majesticly: "Yes, I am your grandpa Gao from Dahua. Anyone who offends me will be punished even if he is far away!"
"Anyone who offends our strong China will be punished no matter how far away!" Hu Bugui and five thousand soldiers shouted together. The swift figure was like a shooting star, rushing straight to the sky-high tent of Dlanza.
The cheering and jumping Turkic people are rushing excitedly towards the returning "tribal warriors". When the light of the high chief's sword flashed and killed the sentry, and the blood was all over the grass, they couldn't help but froze. Immediately, they could clearly see the faces of the "tribal warriors". Yellow skin, black hair and black eyes. It is different from the Turkic people.
"Ah - it's a Dahua!" Someone shouted first, and countless Turkic people hurriedly stopped. Looking at the bloody sharp knife of the Dahua Bandit, they seemed to be stupefied with fright, and their eyes were instantly filled with fear that they had never seen before. No one expected it. These fierce Dahuas would actually enter the grassland, just like the Turkic people often do, and burn the flames of war behind the grassland that the Turkic people thought was impenetrable.
The strong contrast made all the Turks stunned, even forgetting to escape.
"Kill—" Hu Bugui's eyes were red, and he was as fierce as wild wolves on the grassland. He raised the knife with a swipe, a column of blood shot up into the sky, and the head of a Turkic man covered with beards flew high and landed on the grass with a clatter. The Turkic man's eyes were wide open, and he did not believe until his death that the Dahua man had really killed him.
In the light of blood all over the sky, the Turks finally came to their senses. "Run!" Frightened, countless Turkic people ran back with fear on their faces. Looking from a distance, they looked like dumplings boiling in a pot.
The blind and helpless Turkic people instantly became the living targets of the Dahua cavalry. Thinking of the flesh and blood compatriots who died tragically under the iron heels of the Turks in the past, the old man, the weak woman, and the helpless child fell in a pool of blood one by one, and the desperate and helpless eyes appeared in front of everyone's eyes.
The eyes of the 5,000 great Chinese soldiers were instantly bloodshot, and ferocious wolves erupted in their bodies. Their expressions were cold, and they slowly pulled their longbows, watching the spinning arrows shoot away, piercing the chest of the strong Turkic man, and listening to them The sound of the sternum breaking, dripping with blood, it seemed that all the grief had been released to the fullest.
"Ta-ta-" The Turkic man who woke up finally began to struggle. Thousands of strong Turkic men who remained in the tent stepped on their horses as if they had just woken up from a dream, and rushed towards the Dahua cavalry howling. It's just that they were in a hurry and were completely unprepared. They didn't even have time to bring their bows and arrows. They rushed out with a big knife, but how could they be the opponents of the Dahua Knight who had been prepared for a long time.
Thousands of Dahua cavalry rushed to the front, only a few hundred feet away from Da Lanzhan's sky-high tent. He looked coldly at the thousand or so barbarians rushing forward, and when they were close enough, the high chief had a cruel sneer on his lips, and waved his hand: "Serial crossbow, shoot—"
The Dahua knights on the horse shot furiously with the crossbows in their hands, and the densely packed arrows, like boundless bee needles, instantly sealed the grassland in front of them into a tragic hell. Countless Turkic people howled and fell from their horses, and were trampled into meatloaf by their companions in an instant.
After three rounds of arrow rain, less than half of the thousands of Turks remained, and five or six hundred Turks fell on the grass in front of them. Most of them have become dead souls under the arrows, and the few wounded are also full of arrows and dying.
The Hu people's eyes were stained red by the blood of their companions. The ferocity of the Turkic people was clearly evident at this moment. They screamed and reorganized their offensive. His chest rushed towards him like the wind.
There is really a big difference between Turkic people and Dahua people. Lin Wanrong shook his head and sighed as he watched, trampling on his dead and wounded comrades. No bloody Dahua soldier could do such a thing of fratricide. Not only that, but for the soldiers of Dahua, preserving the remains of their comrades is as important as protecting their own lives. But the beliefs of the Turkic people are completely opposite. They only respect the strong. In order to win, anyone's life can be sacrificed, even comrades who depend on life and death. Humanity and wolfness. At this moment, it is vividly reflected.
Looking at the 500 remaining Turkic people rushing forward, Hu Bugui pointed forward with the red-stained saber in his hand, and the blood of the Hu people dripped down the tip of the saber. He laughed loudly and said, "Well done! My sons and daughters, let the Turkic people also taste the pain, and kill me—"
He and the high chief rushed to the front, followed by 5,000 elite cavalry, shouting angrily: "Kill, let the Turkic people taste the pain—"
The thundering sound of horseshoes made the vast grassland seem extremely noisy at this moment. In the twilight of the landing place, two black men and horses fought in a group on the grassland. From time to time, shrill screams sounded, piercing the sky of the grassland. Floating straight to the distance, the bright red blood stained the green grass and red flowers.
With five thousand against hundreds, this is completely an unequal massacre. The Turkic people probably never dreamed that the method they are best at would be returned to them by the Dahua people intact. Even if the remaining 500 strong men are the most valiant warriors on the grassland, they are no match for the wolves and tigers of the elite.
Kill the Turks on the steppe. Such a once in a lifetime opportunity. Let everyone have an indescribable pleasure in their hearts. The days when the Turks bullied Dahua at will are gone forever.
Five thousand soldiers took all the suffering and hatred. They were all turned into sharp swords and sent to the Turkic people who were surrounded and killed in front of them. At this moment, these five hundred barbarians are the living targets of the Dahua soldiers. Every time they stabbed down, there could be a burst of wailing.
The combat power of the Turkic people can be described as formidable. Knowing that they were encircled and there would be no survivors, they were still struggling desperately. Their blood-stained faces seemed to be Satanic devils from hell. "Kill—" Dozens of Dahua soldiers roared in unison, and the long spear tip pierced into the body of a barbarian from all directions instantly, and countless blood gushed out, and the barbarian was tied into a hedgehog, unable to struggle After a few times, it wobbled and finally fell down.
Seeing that the Hu people in front of him were about to be wiped out, the remaining few people were also at the end of their strength and crumbling. Leaving the high chief to lead the team to continue the siege, Hu Bugui waved his hand, and thousands of soldiers withdrew from the team, followed closely behind him, and stepped towards the sky-high white tent in Dalanza.
Although there were occasional resistance along the way, they were all old, weak, sick and disabled remnants of the tribe. The combat power was far apart, so there was no match for Hu Bugui and his brothers. These old, weak, sick and disabled are the last resistance force of Dalanza. Except for most of them are old and weak, the rest are disabled Turks who have retreated from the battlefield, and they have little fighting power at all. Although they knew that there was a huge difference in strength, they still bravely blocked the progress of the Dahua cavalry, bloody and bloody, and it was spectacular.
Fighting all the way, they finally got close to the countless yurts in Dharanzha that could not be seen at a glance. These are the tents used by the Hu people to live in. Different from ordinary marching yurts, they are not only stronger, but also have a larger area, which is more than enough for a family to live in.
The yurt is the home of the Turkic people. Hu Bugui, who is straddling the big horse, flashed a cold light in his eyes. With a knife in his right hand, he slashed over the Hu people who were attacking from the side, and held a burning torch in his left hand, crackling lightly. The sound was drowned in the cries of the Turkic people one after another.
The high chief killed the last Turkic man, brandished the bloody saber in his hand, and laughed loudly with murderous aura: "How can killing people be fireproof? Old Hu, what are you waiting for?!"
"What a murderer and arsonist, I will let the Turkic people also taste the pain." Lao Hu laughed loudly, and glanced at the tent that filled the sky, the blood in his eyes burst into blood, and with a "pop", he put Torches were thrown on the nearest tent.
The lamp oil carried on the torch was splashed on the yurt, and there was a soft "boom", and the fire grew from small to large, from near to far, and the huge and spacious tent burned slowly, like a spark of fire, burning in the vast grassland superior. In a short while, the yurt was engulfed by a large area of flames, and the raging flames fluttered with the wind, igniting the neighboring tents again. Countless yurts were lit one after the other like matchsticks next to each other.
Ten tents, twenty tents, hundreds of tents, the flames of the stars are burning bigger and brighter. When the thousands of tents in Dalanza are burning blazingly under the sky, they are burning like fireworks. In the night sky, the fiery light, like blood flowers blooming on the grassland, reflected the vast sky red.
This battle was undoubtedly won. This battle is probably also the most unexpected battle between Dahua and Turks in the hundreds of years, and it is also the most exciting battle for Dahua soldiers. The encirclement and suppression of the Turkic people on the grasslands makes people excited just thinking about it, like a dream, but all this happened so real in front of our eyes.
When the boundless tents burn one by one. When the soaring flames lit up their faces, countless soldiers rode on horses, holding their swords high, galloping back and forth, cheering vigorously, and their young and vicissitudes were filled with majestic passion.
In this battle, Lin Wanrong deliberately fell to the end. Although it has only been less than a year since I came to this strange world, watching Lao Gao and Lao Hu lead five thousand soldiers to slay like wolves, behind those blood-red eyes and excited faces, there is too much sorrow and joy hidden. heavy. Lin Wanrong deeply understood their feelings, and this battle should belong to them. It belongs to all compatriots who suffered and died.
He sighed and stepped into the car, but he saw the blood red eyes of the Turkic girl. Rolling tears, deep hatred. and helpless sorrow.
"It hurts! Doesn't it?!" Lin Wanrong said calmly without raising his eyes as he took out the rag stuffed into Yujia's mouth.
Yu Jia bit her lip, traces of blood slowly oozing out, roaring like a she-wolf: "Evil Dahua butcher, kill me!"
"Kill you?! It's not necessary. I don't need to explain the truth a second time," Lin Wanrong waved his hand casually. Youyou said: "Think about the time when you Turks raised the butcher's knife against my compatriots—only you are alive. You can feel this unforgettable pain. Miss Yujia, I think you will gradually understand this truth."
Yuga slowly closed her eyes. Two crystal clear teardrops hesitated for a while in the corners of the beautiful eyes, and finally fell gently.
"The blood of my compatriots is all over the floor, why. Why is this happening?!" She muttered to herself, her voice was quiet, and there was an unspeakable grief.
"You are probably only used to the blood of my Dahua compatriots." Lin Wanrong sneered: "If you want to understand this question, it is easy, just ask your honorable Vija Khan. From the moment he launched the war He is destined to be an executioner. All this is what you Turks deserve.”
Yujia's eyes were cold: "The thoughts of Vija Khan, you Dahua people in the rich land will never understand. We Turkic people have been grazing in this barren grassland and desert for generations. If you are not in it, how can you feel it? Yujia can’t understand why only you, the big Chinese who are greedy for comfort and have no intention of making progress, can enjoy the rich paradise? Why can my hardworking and brave people only live in Tents in yurts, living on horseback?! Mr. Wo Laogong, you are known as the smartest person in Dahua. Yu Jia just wants to ask, is it fair to arrange this way?! The Turkic Khan wholeheartedly leads the tribe to seek more abundance Is it wrong to live a rich life?!"
The Turkic girl spoke sharply, with tears in her eyes, but she looked at him tenaciously, as if she was looking for an answer.
From the perspective of this era, Yu Jia's ideas are indeed different. She acknowledged the wealth of Dahua, and also dreamed that one day the Turkic people could live such a rich and stable life, which is good in itself. It's just that the smarter a person is, the easier it is to get into the horns, and a shadow can be seen faintly in the Turkic girl.
Lin Wanrong shook his head and laughed loudly: "In this world, there has never been fairness. God will give you strengths and will also give you weaknesses. Just like your Turks are tall and powerful, and we are big and powerful. The physique of the Chinese people is relatively weaker, and when it comes to war, you have an innate advantage, Miss Yujia, do you think this is fair?"
Crescent Moon thought for a while, but didn't answer his question.
"Your Turkic land is barren, but your people are strong and not bullied by others. God has given you strengths and weaknesses, but you always like to use your own shortcomings to compare others' strengths, and you don't even mention your own advantages. .Miss Yujia, is there really such a good thing in the world where two sides take advantage of each other?" Lin Wanrong stared at her face with fiery eyes.
Yu Jia was stunned for a moment, then gritted her teeth for a long time and said: "If you say so, my people should be trapped on the grassland from birth, suffering from cold wind, cold rain, disease and cold?"
"That's your own short-sightedness." Lin Wanrong said angrily: "Do you think this grassland is barren and poor? Wrong, big mistake. This vast Alxa grassland contains countless treasures. After thousands of years, it will It has become a golden treasure that countless people are vying for, and in the north of the Alxa Grassland, there will also be a huge country, which is so big that you can't imagine—"
"What country? How do you know?!" Yue Ya'er glanced at him, full of doubts.
Lin Wanrong was stunned for a moment, and said angrily: "Don't interrupt me when I'm talking—I'm smart, I guessed it with my brain. Can you do it?!"
Yu Jia glanced at him, curled her lips, turned her head away, and hummed to herself.
"Yes, our Dahua is very rich. However, there are some things that cannot be solved by being rich. Just like the Dahua characters, medical skills, and art you have learned, is this related to being rich? This is the accumulation of a nation for thousands of years. It is the crystallization of national wisdom. It has nothing to do with where you live. If you want your people to live a good life, it is not achieved through aggression and possession of other people's resources, but it must be created by your own hardworking and intelligent hands You can communicate with your neighbors by mail, trade, and intermarry. You can learn advanced technology from your neighbors, weaving, smelting, grazing, mining, and tourism. You have natural conditions and many ways to make a fortune. Why do you have to squeeze other ethnicities? Only the living space can survive. Let me tell you, any nation that makes a fortune by invading others will not last long—do you understand me when I say this?”
He was impassioned, like giving a speech. Saliva sprayed all over the floor. Mouth cramp.
Yu Jia groaned for a long time, and finally said: "What you said is nice. The weaving and smelting are all treasures of your Dahua. Would you teach them to us so selflessly? It's ridiculous."
Seeing her lukewarm attitude, Lin Wanrong said angrily: "You haven't tried it. How do you know it won't work? As long as you are willing to pay a certain price, there is nothing that won't work in this world."
Yu Jia obviously misunderstood his meaning, couldn't help but blushed, and said angrily: "Don't even think about it. The ferocious wolf will never insult the daughter of the grassland—"
"Okay, okay, stop chanting your Turkic mantras." Lin Wanrong felt his scalp tingle, and hurriedly waved his hands: "You are not a Turkic Khan, why am I telling you this?! Playing the piano to a cow!"
Yu Jia was so angry that her face turned pale, and said coldly: "Yes, the cow plays the piano!"
Amazing! This girl can use idioms flexibly, Lin Wanrong laughed happily.
Yu Jia blushed slightly, and looked at him angrily: "Shameless Dahua butcher. Your hands are covered with the blood of my people, what's the use of it now?!"
That's right, she didn't mention it, I almost forgot. Now it's a war, and I have nothing to do with this girl, I'm really sorry brothers, Lin Wanrong is ashamed.
Hu Bugui's voice sounded outside the car: "General, the battle is over. Eighteen of our soldiers were killed and thirty were injured. All the adult Turkic men in Dalanza were wiped out. There are only more than 3,000 women, children and children—how to deal with them, please tell the general.”
Hearing Hu Bugui's report, Yujia's face turned pale immediately, and she looked at Lin Wanrong eagerly, trying to say something, but she seemed unable to speak for a long time.
Lin Wanrong hummed, and was about to get out of the car when Yue Ya'er suddenly said, "Master Wo Laogong—"
Lin Wanrong looked up at her, Yu Jia's cheeks were pale, and she said weakly: "Those are women and children, can you-"
Lin Wanrong swept his eyebrows and snorted coldly. Yujia's complexion changed drastically, her figure trembled slightly, tears rolled in her eyes, and she said angrily: "We Turks will never lower our noble heads. One day, whatever you have done, I will find it back a hundredfold— Hello-"
Before she had finished venting her anger, the black-faced rogue had already jumped out of the car, only the curtains trembled slightly, and her delicate and crisp voice kept echoing in the car.
Thinking about the tricks of the gangsters, Yu Jia couldn't help shivering, and the faces of countless women, children and children appeared in front of her eyes, as if she had seen the bloodstains all over the ground in front of the guillotine... —
"Brother Gao, Brother Hu, you did a good job." When he jumped out of the car, he saw Hu Bugui and Gao Chief standing aside, the unsheathed saber was still dripping blood, Lin Wanrong couldn't help but rubbed on their shoulders. A few pats on the top to show appreciation.
It must be said that it is a miracle to wipe out a tribe of Hu people with such small casualties.
"This battle was easy, if it happens every day in the future, it will be refreshing." Lao Gao giggled, lowered his voice, and said happily, "Actually, a lot of those Turkic men were captured alive. It's just that they -coincidentally- found a chance to escape, and unfortunately, they ran into our chain crossbow—hehe—”
Lin Wanrong didn't bother to care about these little tricks played by Lao Gao, so he smiled.
Thousands of tents were burning, and huge black flames filled the sky. Five thousand warriors rode on horses, holding torches high, illuminating Dalanza like daylight, and their aura really looked like rogues looting houses on the grassland. They formed a circle, staring at the crowd surrounded by cold eyes.
The surrounded crowd was a dense mass of three or four thousand people, all Turkic women and children and children. The oldest is only ten years old, and the youngest is still in his infancy. The young children cuddled closely beside their mothers, with all kinds of complex lights shining from their eyes, either fear or hatred. Some of them even carried small curved bows in their hands. Although they were harmless, the arrows and crossbows were aimed directly at the Dahua cavalry. The captured Turkic women held their children tightly in their arms, looking at the cold swords and guns of the Dahua soldiers in front of them, with pessimistic and hopeless rays of light in their eyes.
Lin Wanrong walked all the way, looking at the childish body and the hatred radiating from the blue eyes, his scalp felt numb. So many people, all women and children, how to deal with it? ! He frowned and sighed, "Two big brothers, what do you think we should do?!"
The high chief gritted his teeth and made a fierce gesture: "The Turks captured Dahua City, and they never showed mercy to my compatriots, men, women, or children. They slaughtered the city without mercy! As the saying goes, treat them with their own way. They How to treat us, we will treat them!"
Hu Bugui was obviously also hesitating, and finally cupped his fists and whispered: "Everything is at the disposal of the general."
Such a hot potato was a trouble he had never encountered before. Lin Wanrong was really in a dilemma as to how to deal with it.
Looking at the burning torches in front of him, the hatred eyes of Turkic women and children, and the anticipation eyes of Dahua soldiers, he paced slowly, his back drenched in cold sweat. Both Gao Chief and Hu Bugui also understood his difficulties, looked at his frowning brows, and neither said a word.
Time passed by, and the fierce flames of the burning yurt scorched everyone's faces red. Countless Turkic women and children stared coldly at this big Chinese man who had mastered their fate, and remained silent.
Lin Wanrong stopped abruptly, sighed, and glanced at Gao and Hu.
Hu Bugui said in horror: "General, you have decided?!"
Lin Wanrong didn't answer him, and suddenly stepped up to the high place, his face was as black as coal, and he yelled viciously: "All Turkic people, you all look at my face—"
Hu Bugui quickly translated his words, and sure enough, the eyes of more than 3,000 women and children shot at him in the face.
"It was I who killed your husbands and your fathers! Because they killed my relatives and my compatriots, including countless women, children and children like you! You don't have to believe it, because your Khan will say this Everything is false, but he never dared to swear to the God of the Grassland. I will only say this once, and I will never repeat it again! My Turkic name, Sanjiaoshi—Wo Laogong—you all remember I have this face. If you have grudges or grudges, come to me, I will be afraid of you, I am your grandpa!" He growled like a wolf, with such a ferocious appearance, even the baby who was waiting to be fed in the mother's arms was frightened to stop cried. All Turkic eyes are focused on him, there is fear, more hatred.
With a deep voice, he swept his eyes across all the Turkic people, stretched his big hand into his bosom, slowly took out something, and pointed it in front of the Turkic people: "According to what you Turkic people have done, based on emotion and reason, I and My brothers will not let you go. However, there is an old saying in Dahua that God has the virtue of being good at life. Since the old saying goes like this, I will give you a chance and let God decide your fate—”
There was no sound among the Turkic people. The Dahua soldiers also stared at their coach, not knowing how he would decide the fate of the Hu people.
Lin Wanrong snorted, and said coldly: "Our Dahua has the fairest competition method in history - tossing a copper coin! When the coin in my hand falls to the ground, it means that you can leave safely. If it is tails , then you will save your life and pay the debts for my compatriots! Please Avalokitesvara and God of the Grassland to testify for us—open—"
He gritted his teeth violently, and the copper plate in his hand flew into the sky, rolled countless somersaults, and fell silently on the grass...