"Keep one leader alive and kill all the others!" Sun Congdong shouted.
It was almost a one-sided massacre. Soon, more than a hundred Tuyuhun cavalry were killed by the Tang army. The whole army was wiped out. Only the middle-aged man named the leader was left sitting on the horse in a daze, with a look of fear on his face.
He looked at the Tang troops surrounding him.
"Put down your sword, or we'll kill you on the spot!" Sun Congdong raised his blood-stained halberd and pointed it at him, shouting sternly.
The middle-aged man could not understand the Guanzhong dialect, so he sat sluggishly on the horse and did not dare to move.
Sun Congdong became impatient. He raised his halberd and stabbed it. The tip of the halberd knocked the scimitar from the middle-aged man's hand away. Then he raised the halberd, and a stream of blood spattered, and the middle-aged man held the sword.
His arm was also chopped off by a halberd.
For people who didn't understand people's words, Sun Congdong would use practical actions to make them understand. This was Tang Jun's consistent approach.
Therefore, it is so important to master a foreign language.
After one of his arms was cut off, the middle-aged man finally understood what Sun Congdong meant. He screamed and rolled off the horse to the ground, holding his empty right arm and wailing miserably.
Sun Congdong frowned and ordered: "While he still has breath, bring him to County Uncle Li quickly and have him interrogated. Hurry up, or he will die if you delay any longer."
A knight leaned down on the horse, picked up the man with one hand, and quickly ran towards Li Qinzai.
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Li Qinzai was still surrounded by his troops. He was relieved a little after watching the Tang army finish cutting off the Tuyuhun cavalry and rescuing the herdsmen.
When Sun Congdong led his soldiers to slaughter the Tuyuhun cavalry, the herdsmen had successfully escaped and rode their horses to Li Qinzai.
The first herdsman, about fifty years old, dismounted, put one hand on his chest, bowed and saluted Li Qinzai, and said in blunt Guanzhong dialect: "Thank you so much for saving me, noble man, I will never forget you for your great kindness."
Li Qinzai frowned. The old man's words were a bit strange, but then he thought about it. In the Tuyuhun border area in the northwest, many tribes of herders were ruled by the Turks before they surrendered to the Tang Dynasty. Moreover, their tribes also intermarried with the Turks, and their languages were naturally different from those of the Turks.
Tang is not the same.
So Li Qinzai didn't care and said with a smile: "As long as you are fine, since you are citizens of the Tang Dynasty, Master Wang will definitely protect you."
He looked up and saw a soldier running towards him carrying a middle-aged man with a missing arm. The middle-aged man had fallen into a coma and blood was spilled all the way. The soldier carried him to Li Qinzai and threw him to the ground.
"Uncle Li County, the Tuyuhun cavalry has been completely wiped out, leaving this one alive..."
After a pause, the Imperial Army looked at the only living person on the ground and couldn't help but hesitate: "Well, County Uncle Li, please interrogate him quickly. If it's too late, I'm afraid he won't be able to find out anything."
Li Qinzai looked at the dying middle-aged man on the ground and sighed: "What else are you asking? Just burn paper for him."
Leaning down, Li Qinzai said loudly to the middle-aged man who was only breathing: "Hey, I didn't do anything just now. Don't falsely accuse me in front of the King of Hell after you get to hell, otherwise don't blame me for going down to find you."
The tribe members looked at him in astonishment, while Old Wei next to him grinned.
Li Qinzai also laughed and explained: "It's true that I didn't do it, so why should I take the blame? That's the reason, right?"
Old Wei nodded hurriedly: "That's right, Fifth Young Master's hands are never stained with blood."
As soon as he finished speaking, the middle-aged man's whole body twitched violently several times. He made no sound anymore and was completely dead.
Li Qinzai looked at Sun Congdong who was rushing over and snorted in his nostrils.
Sun Congdong looked stunned, lowered his head and clasped his fists, saying: "I will finally realize my mistake. I just struck too hard..."
Li Qinzai sighed: "That's all. Anyway, I have seen everything with my own eyes. It doesn't matter whether I try it or not."
Turning to look at the old herdsman, Li Qinzai smiled politely and said, "I wonder where my husband is from and why he met these murderous people?"
The old man smiled and said: "The villain is a herdsman from a small tribe near Lanzhou. Today, he was grazing thirty miles outside Lanzhou City. Suddenly he encountered this group of Tuyuhun cavalry. These people often plundered our Tang Dynasty, and no one was left alive after the plunder.
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"The villain did not dare to resist them head-on, so he led the herdsmen and abandoned their cattle and sheep and fled for their lives. Fortunately, they were rescued by a noble man, otherwise all the youth of our tribe would have been lost."
The intonation was still very strange. Li Qinzai was used to hearing Guanzhong dialect, so he was a little uncomfortable with such unfamiliar Chinese. It took him a long time to understand the meaning of his words.
So Li Qinzai said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, as long as you can survive, I will go back and see your cattle and sheep quickly. Don't let anyone rob you. If necessary, I can send a team of soldiers to escort you back."
The old man hurriedly said: "No, no, I have already troubled you so much. I dare not bother you any more. I have no way of repaying you for saving your life. Please allow us herdsmen to kowtow..."
Li Qinzai was about to refuse, but the old man turned around and said sternly to the dozens of herdsmen: "What are you doing in a daze? Your savior is in front of you, and you still don't salute your benefactor!"
The herdsmen immediately dispersed and took a few steps forward.
The Li family members surrounding Li Qinzai saw this and consciously moved to an open space in front of them. Such a scene would certainly highlight the glorious and righteous image of the Fifth Young Master, and it would not be appropriate to block them in front of the herdsmen.
Dozens of herdsmen were only a few steps away from Li Qinzai. Under the leadership of the old man, everyone knelt down to Li Qinzai.
Li Qinzai felt it was inappropriate to ride on the horse, so he dismounted and moved forward to return the favor.
This scene is really touching. The rescued person knelt down in gratitude and the rescuer returned the favor humbly. Even the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty would laugh heartily and feel proud when he saw it.
However, Old Wei, who was standing next to Li Qinzai, frowned. He looked at the old man leading the group and then at the group of herdsmen behind him. Old Wei suddenly felt uneasy and took a few steps closer to Li Qinzai unconsciously.
After bowing three times, the old man raised his head, and a sharp light suddenly flashed in his cloudy eyes.
At this moment, Li Qinzai was bowing his head in return, completely unaware of the old man's eyes.
Lao Wei noticed it and was shocked. He grabbed Li Qinzai's arm, hugged him hard, rolled back on the spot, and shouted: "They are assassins, take them down!"
The Li family members were horrified. Liu Asi had unconditional trust in Old Wei, so he immediately drew his sword out of its sheath and flew towards the old man.
At the same time, the old man and the herdsman also tore off their disguises, each took out a small dagger from their arms, and formed a well-trained circular formation. Dozens of people on the periphery resisted the attack of the tribe, but the three in front rushed out.
surrounded him and stabbed Li Qinzai with a dagger.
Qu Gang of the Li family formed a siege on the herdsmen. When they saw someone rushing out of the encirclement, it was too late to turn around and change their formation to save them again. Liu Asi held the horizontal knife with his backhand and threw it at one of the herdsmen with all his strength.
The herdsman screamed, the knife penetrated his chest, and he fell in a pool of blood. However, two herdsmen finally flew in front of Li Qinzai.
At the critical moment, Lao Wei did not panic. While protecting Li Qinzai and retreating, he quickly drew his sword. His body dwarfed, and the light of the sword passed by, and the dagger in the hand of a herdsman was knocked away.
Among the three herdsmen who broke out of the encirclement, the leader was one of them, the old man. His originally honest and honest old face was now ferocious and hideous, but he did not dodge in the face of Old Wei's horizontal knife, and raised the dagger with a risk-of-life attitude.
Stab Li Qinzai in the chest.
Just as Old Wei knocked away the dagger of one of the herdsmen, when he saw the old man's dagger stabbing Li Qinzai at a high speed, Old Wei couldn't help but was shocked. Without hesitation, he grabbed a handful of sand from the ground and threw it towards the old man's eyes.
Sand entered his eyes, and the old man's movements suddenly stopped. Taking advantage of this juncture, Old Wei's horizontal knife struck again. The old man was hit in the back, and a long bloody mouth spattered out.
"Fifth Young Master, retreat immediately!" Old Wei shouted sharply.
Li Qinzai didn't say much, turned around and ran away. At this moment, he was an envoy, a county magistrate, and his identity was of no significance. Let's save his life.
The accident happened so suddenly, almost in the blink of an eye. Before Sun Congdong and the Forbidden Army soldiers under his command could react, Li Qinzai's life was already in danger.
It wasn't until Li Qinzai turned around and ran away that Sun Congdong was shocked. He cursed a few times, put his fingers in his mouth and whistled. A thousand Forbidden Army soldiers immediately rode towards Li Qinzai and drove the group of herdsmen away.
Surrounded by people.
The old man was blinded by the sand, but he could vaguely discern that Li Qinzai's figure was running in front of him, as if he had sworn hatred and was pursuing Li Qinzai with all his might.
Li Qinzai turned around while running and saw the old man approaching step by step. Li Qinzai also grabbed a handful of sand on the ground and threw it towards the old man's face. The old man's figure stagnated again.
Old Wei, who was chasing after him, seized this opportunity. While rolling on the spot, his sword flew past and cut off one of the old man's legs.
The old man screamed and fell to the sand. At this moment, the Imperial Guards on horseback also arrived and quickly formed a human wall between Li Qinzai and the old man.
The old man looked desperate, knowing that the assassination had failed. He screamed in the sky and raised the dagger in his hand to kill himself. The old Wei, who had sharp eyes and quick hands, swung the knife and knocked it away.
"You bastard, you dare to assassinate the Fifth Young Master, it's not that easy to die!" Old Wei cursed bitterly, and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, looking frightened for a while.
If this group of assassins really succeeded just now, Lao Wei and the Li family members would have no other choice. They would all draw their swords and wipe their necks to apologize. How could they go back and see their husband in good graces?
It was really dangerous, I almost fell down.
On the other side, after the Li family tribe surrounded the herdsmen, the herdsmen were basically killed to pieces.
Originally, the herdsmen's weapons were not readily available, so in order to conceal themselves from others, they only hid a dagger in their arms, while the Li family members all used horizontal knives.
There was no advantage in fighting between short weapons and long weapons. In addition, the Li family tribe was worried and angry, and their attacks became more ruthless. Most of the herdsmen were eliminated in a few strokes.
Li Qinzai, who was protected by the Forbidden Army soldiers, was still in shock. He looked at the old man not far away who had one of his legs cut off and could not stop wailing and rolling, and then looked at the group of herdsmen who had been mostly slaughtered. His mind was still buzzing.
There is no doubt that this was a well-planned assassination, and the so-called Tuyuhun cavalry who were chasing the herdsmen were all actors in this assassination.
The target of the assassination was Li Qinzai, the envoy of the Emperor of Tang Dynasty.