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1363 Autumn

 The various thunders developed by the guys in the West Courtyard are indeed very powerful! Whether it is Yin people or siege, they are all perfect, and they can definitely kill a large area!

However, you want them to deal with the cavalry coming and going like the wind in the prairie where there are roads everywhere? Xiao Han himself is not sure about this.

Not to mention, in his memory, he still clearly remembers the outcome of his battle. It was not a battle of Huanghuang where the two sides fought steadily and one side completely overwhelmed the other, but it ended with Li Jing's single-handed attack and the sudden drop of a surprise force from the sky!

For Xiao Han, it’s still the same old saying! Since history has proven that this thing is effective, he should stop thinking about extraneous things. If one thing is not good and it is self-defeating, he will have no place to cry!

"Old Ren, you are also a veteran of the army. You should know that weapons are only a small factor that affects the situation of the war! Command and people are the most important thing in a war!

Today's firearms are far from being able to overwhelm everything! If Li Jing were to rashly give up what he is best at, I think it would be a waste of time!"

After standing up and walking around behind Ren Qing, Xiao Han patted his broad shoulder and said in a sincere tone.

Ren Qing, who was in front of Xiao Han, took a deep breath, and her excited expression gradually recovered.

He is strong, but not stubborn!

I know what Xiao Han said does make sense! But when I think about the importance of this war and the three years that Xiyuan has been fighting for it, I still have mixed feelings in my heart.

"Don't worry, although Li Jing will not use firearms easily, I have already discussed it with him, and the New Fire Guards will follow him!"

Just when Ren Qing was still silent, Xiao Han's voice came again! A simple sentence, but like a panacea, Ren Qing's worries disappeared in an instant, and even the corners of his mouth gradually revealed

A hint of a smile.

"Hey, I laughed twice today!"

Xiao Han saw Ren Qing's fleeting smile very keenly, held his shoulders and pretended to be surprised: "Are you like a mountain eagle, who will kill someone if you smile three times?"

"Who is the mountain eagle?"

Hearing Xiao Han's irrelevant words, Ren Qing's smile disappeared and she turned back to look at Xiao Han behind her with a frown.

"What a great mountain eagle!"

Xiao Han squeezed Lao Ren's shoulder hard and laughed, but he couldn't help but think of the classic lyrics in his mind: "Across the forest sea, through the snowfield, soaring into the sky! Night and day, the stars and the moon rotate!"

Naturally, a bandit cannot be compared with Ren Qing, the former No. 1 bodyguard of Ouchi.

And Xiao Han is not the Yang Zirong who uses all his means to kill people!

Thinking of these two people at this moment, maybe Xiao Han felt that they were very similar to the current situation.

Turks are like mountain eagles that appear to be powerful, but are actually declining.

And Yang Zirong is dedicated to suppressing bandits and pacifying all directions!

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The time has soon arrived in autumn.

This season is the best time of the year on the grassland!

There are abundant water and grass, and strong cattle and horses!

The newborn lamb ran around on the grass, hitting its playmates with its head from time to time, and making bursts of "baa baa baa" sounds.

Strong men on the grassland hold horse whips and drive cattle and sheep from one pasture to the next.

The woman on the grassland sat in front of the yurt, watching the lambs playing and stroking her growing belly, with a peaceful expression.

After surviving a terrifying severe winter, and experiencing the cultivation of spring and summer, in autumn, the Turks on the grassland seemed to have regained their vitality, and everything in front of them looked prosperous!

However, the beauty on the surface will always exist on the surface! The ravines hidden deep inside cannot be filled up by time so quickly!

"Three consecutive years of severe winter have reduced the Turkic people's cattle and sheep production by more than half! Take the small tribe in front as an example. They were a medium-sized tribe three years ago, and their cattle, sheep, and population are more than double what they are now.

So much! Now, it’s just a small tribe.”

Tang Jian, who had not been seen in Chang'an for a long time, suddenly appeared on the endless prairie. Accompanying him at this time was a Xiao family caravan that had been walking on the grassland all year round.

"Yes." After listening to the caravan leader's words, Tang Jian nodded slowly, then looked at the tribe in the distance, and sighed in a low voice: "Their population has decreased, but their combat power has not decreased much."

"yes."

The caravan leader standing next to Tang Jian also sighed and said angrily: "These inhuman things! Whenever heavy snow comes in winter, the old, weak, sick and disabled will always be kept at the outer edge of the tent, with women and children in the middle, and strong people."

The tall man is hiding in the back!

When eating, men eat first, women eat the soup, and the old and the weak can only eat scraps. Therefore, after a severe cold, it is the old and the weak and women who die, but the men are still alive and kicking, and they are still able to go to our border areas to fight.

Grass Valley!”

Tang Jian has been dealing with Turks on the grassland for many years, so he is no stranger to the living habits of the grassland people!

At the beginning, he also felt that this practice on the grassland was an extremely unfilial act!

But in later contacts, it became clear that this was a last resort method they came up with in order to continue their race.

The winter in the grassland is really not ordinary horror!

The prairie people who did not have masonry and tile houses to keep out the cold could only rely on a sheepskin yurt to shiver in the cold wind.

If we don’t give priority to protecting the young at this time, even if we survive the winter, how can we just rely on some women, children, old and young people to compete for pasture, cattle, sheep, and campsites in the next year?

Without pastures, cattle and sheep, camps, and a tribe, it’s time to perish!

The men on the grassland are all enthusiastic, so they don't mind accepting all your property, women, cattle and sheep, even children with a smile!

Tang Jian once witnessed with his own eyes the annexation of tribes among the Turks.

Not long ago, the prairie people who had gathered together to drink and worship the gods mounted a sudden attack, drawing swords and slashing at each other! Until the last adult man on one side fell, the winner would laugh wildly and compete with his companions for the spoils.

Blood-stained yurts were divided up, women who lost their husbands were robbed, cattle and sheep were driven into their own pens, and children without memories were taken away.

In the end, the only ones left on the losing side were the old man and those innocent half-grown children.

However, leaving these people alive is not the compassion of the prairie people!

This noble quality is too rare and will not appear among the Turks, who are known for their ferocity!

The only reason to keep them here is to take them back so that the newly grown children in the tribe can see blood! Use fresh lives to nourish their ferocity and allow them to grow!

Turks, a despicable race that is so cruel to their own people, let alone others?!


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