Although the dilapidated thatched hut was in disrepair, it was still a shelter from wind and rain, so it naturally belonged to Niu Fu, and his personal guards were guarding around the hut. As for the Hu Chi'er and other Hu people, they naturally found one each.
Huddled next to the horse in a sheltered corner...
Hu Chi'er couldn't sleep.
Nagu died in the battle. In order to cover Hu Chier, he was able to run out and stay behind to be submerged under the hooves of the pursuers.
The tribe has dispersed, and now there are only about twenty people left, and the rest do not know whether they are alive or dead...
What to do next?
Follow Niu Fu back to Hongnong?
Originally, Hu Chi'er was thinking the same thing, but Niu Fu's sudden punch completely dispelled this idea.
Maybe Niu Fu did make the move in agitated mood, and Hu Chi'er can understand it, but that doesn't mean he can accept it.
Although the Hu people were not at a high level in the Xiliang soldiers, and they suffered from unequal treatment from time to time, Hu Chi'er didn't think it was a big problem before, because the Xiliang soldiers were stronger, at least better than him.
The stronger, so obey the stronger. This is the rule on the grassland, and it is also the habit of people like Hu Chi'er.
It was so good when Dong Xiangguo was here. Although Dong Xiangguo had a noble status, he would sometimes run to their camp like a barbarian, and then set up a barbecue with cattle and sheep with them, drinking in large and small bowls, and in high spirits
When I was high, I would even dance with them around the campfire...
Although there may be some differences in equipment and so on, at least you can have enough food and clothing, and occasionally you can drink some wine, and touch the bedside of the camp prostitute with your military pay...
It was a wonderful time.
A faint smile appeared on Hu Chi'er's face. Dong Xiangguo was not the Prime Minister at that time, but what did it matter? They were following Dong Xiangguo, not the Prime Minister. As long as Dong Xiangguo gave an order, they would pounce on him willingly.
Even though the opposite side is their tribesmen and the Xiqiang army.
Hu Chi'er felt that following Dong Xiangguo, even if he died in battle the next moment, it was worth it!
And now...
Hu Chi'er tossed and turned and still couldn't fall asleep.
Although the dead are already dead, the living still have to think about how to live. No matter how difficult and painful it is, they must live. For a man on the grassland, dying in bed is a shame, even if he is old.
If it's too late, he will die outside the tent, let alone those cowards who commit suicide.
If you are not afraid of death anymore, what else is there to be afraid of?
Therefore, Hu Chi'er wants to survive and continue to live well with the remaining clan members. But the current situation does not seem very optimistic.
Although Niu Fu's personal soldiers said that Niu Fu only lost his mind for a moment and was confused to say such words, but Hu Chi'er could not guarantee whether Niu Fu would still think like this when he was awake.
Dong Xiangguo is a strong man, but his son-in-law is not a strong man, so the current strong man is...
Was the battle during the day really because of Hu Chi'er?
Hu Chi'er recalled the whole battle again, from beginning to end, bit by bit. This is not my fault, absolutely not!
How could it be all my fault?!
So whose fault is it?
A thought suddenly flashed through Hu Chi'er's mind, and in an instant this thought was like spring weeds on the grassland, spreading in the blink of an eye and growing throughout his heart.
The night is like a huge black veil, shrouding the sky and the earth, blocking all light. Even the clarity in people's hearts seems to be blocked.
Hu Chi'er turned his head and looked at the hay shed. Niu Fu's personal guards were also very tired. They were sleeping cuddled up together. The man on guard seemed to be watching because there were people from Ji Hu Chi'er outside who were keeping watch.
He didn't doze off for a moment, and he didn't even notice that the bonfire outside the hut had been extinguished.
Hu Chi'er quietly turned over and sat up, then put on her half-covered fur coat, gently pushed the tribesmen around her to wake up, and gathered together to bite their ears for a while, and then they slowly walked towards the hut together.
…
Niu Fu had already fallen asleep. It was not that he was big-hearted, but that he was too tired, both physically and mentally, so he fell into a deep sleep after eating some roasted horse meat.
In his sleep, Niu Fu guard felt that he was back on the battlefield, but this time he was the winner. He led the Xiliang cavalry to break through Fei Qian's chariot formation and cut Fei Qian's infantry to pieces.
Falling, the roar of the soldiers, the slashing of the sword, and the sound of blood spurting out merged together, and victory was right in front of you.
Niu Fu stepped on the blood and stumps all the way to Fei Qian's command platform. When he stood in front of the trembling Fei Qian, he suddenly felt that the world was so vast that even the sun and moon in the sky seemed to be within easy reach.
Fei Qian was escorted by soldiers from Xiliang and knelt down on the high platform. Wang Yi, the governor of Hedong in Anyi, also knelt beside him...
Well, when did Wang Yi, the prefect of Hedong, get caught by himself?
Whatever, it's not the time to care about such details.
Niu Fu looked up to the sky and laughed, swinging his cloak vigorously, then pointed his halberd at Fei Qian, and shouted angrily: "How dare you stop the heavenly soldiers! Watch me chop off your dog's head today!"
After saying this, Niu Fu was about to draw his sword, but when he pulled out the sword from his waist, he found that the originally good sword had been broken into two sections...
Then the Xiliang soldiers who were guarding Fei Qian and Wang Yi disappeared at some time, but Fei Qian and Wang Yi broke free, and approached him step by step with their swords raised in a grim smile...
"Come here! Come here!" Niu Fu shouted loudly, then suddenly woke up from his dream, turned over and sat up.
There was ventilation everywhere in the thatched shed, and Niu Fu couldn't help but shiver when the cold sweat on his body was blown away by the wind.
A torch lit up outside the hut, and then a man came closer.
"General, are you calling me?" said Hu Chi'er.
Niu Fu frowned and said: "I didn't call you, get out, call..."
Halfway through the words, Niu Fu suddenly woke up completely, stood up in a flash, and shouted loudly: "Someone is coming! Someone is coming!"
Hu Chi'er stood quietly, but the ferocious light emanating from his eyes startled Niu Fu.
The flesh on Niu Fu's cheeks trembled, and he tried hard to maintain his angry face: "You! What do you want to do, you little bastard? Why don't you back off quickly!"
The light flickered for a few times, and several barbarians rushed in with bloody swords. Hu Chi'er suddenly smiled, showing his dim teeth, "I don't have anything to do, I just want to use the general's head..."
The roar in the hayloft gradually disappeared along with the sound of iron tools chopping flesh and blood. After a while, Hu Chi'er carried Niu Fu's head out of the hayloft, then tied it to the horse's neck, got on the horse, and headed north.
And go...
The same was true for Hu Chi'er in history... After Niu Fu lost power... he cut off the head of his former boss Niu Fu by a small river and used it in exchange for credit...
