"Dear leaders and tribesmen, Arutai did not accept my conditions for exchanging prisoners. In order to win people's hearts, he executed our Mandu Latu! Today, I will execute his righteous daughter in public, and the blood debt will be paid with blood!"
An elder of the tribe named Lao Biao sneered and said: "Our hero Mandu Latu, together with the three thousand warriors of my tribe, suffered heavy casualties. Is killing a woman considered a blood debt repaid with blood?"
Huo'a's eyes were like lightning, falling on his face, and said in a deep voice: "Master Lao Biao, three thousand of my soldiers died on the battlefield! They burned the food and grass in Arutai, which caused a great loss of morale in Arutai.
, so that our army achieved a complete victory, benevolence was rewarded, and death was well deserved! How can you be the same as the murder of Mandu Latu? Do you want to deliberately instigate dissatisfaction among the tribesmen against me?"
Lao Biao is a man in his forties, with a goatee, thin cheeks, and bookish eyes.
Huo'a is a woman kidnapped by Ha Shiha. Lao Biao has always been unconvinced that this outsider can lead the entire tribe in place of Ha Shiha. [] Lao Biao's ideas are very popular in the tribe, and the main person who challenges Huo'a's status is this
Lao Biao, in the past Mandu Latu fully supported Huo'a, and there was nothing Lao Biao could do. Now that Mandu Latu was killed, he pretended to fight for Mandu Latu and took the opportunity to challenge Huo'a.
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Upon hearing what Huo'a said, Lao Biaoyang smiled strangely: "Speaking of burning the grain and grass in Arutai, I remember that Hatun once said when he ordered the attack that Arutai has more than one granary, but what happens now?
?If this were not the case, Master Mandu Latu could have completely retired and returned calmly after burning the food and grass in Arutai. Why would he be ordered to continue searching and go deep behind the enemy lines, leading to the annihilation of the entire army? Hatun, I am afraid of this.
You are entirely to blame!"
Huo Aqiang suppressed his anger and said: "The news is changing rapidly, and it is inevitable that the intelligence collected is true or false. This order was given by the Great Khan himself. I am only following the order of the Great Khan. If Lord Lao Biao does not obey,
, you can go directly to Princess Samur’s camp and protest to the Great Khan! If Master Lao Biao feels that killing an Ulantuya is not considered a blood debt, then I can hand over all my troops to you to attack Alutai!
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Huo'a's beautiful face was covered with frost. He sneered disdainfully and looked at Lao Biao: "Although Arutai has become a lost dog, the Ming army has intervened. Master Lao Biao, do you dare to go?"
"you……"
Lao Biao's face turned red when he was defeated. He wanted to talk more, but Mandu Latu's younger brother Shaobu said impatiently: "Hao Ahatun, Lord Lao Biao, please stop arguing! Kill first!"
Come to Ulantuya and sacrifice my brother’s spirit in heaven!”
Huo'a and Lao Biao each snorted coldly and said nothing.
The group of people came out of the big tent one after another and came to the tent. The big flag hanging on the high pole in front of the tent had been lowered. The rope was tied to Xiaoying's body. In front of the flagpole, there was an incense table with incense burning on it.
When lighting the sky lanterns for the little cherry blossoms, a grand ceremony was held to offer sacrifices to Mandu Latu.
The guards lined up neatly, surrounding the high pole in the center, leaving a circular open space. Further away, many tribal warriors gathered around. Most of them had injuries on their bodies, some had their arms hanging, and some
Holding on to the crutches, when they first sent out troops, their troops were many times stronger than they are now. But now most of them have been buried in the wasteland, and most of the survivors are disabled.
After all, there are only a few people who still have a trace of pity and sympathy for Sakura. Hatred fills their chests, and most of them are filled with joy. They already know that the Ming army has intervened, and the possibility of revenge has been wiped out.
, even if the Ming army had not intervened, the possibility of continuing the fight was slim.
Because at the beginning of the dispatch of troops, no one thought that this battle would be so difficult. First, a main force of 20,000 people was eaten up, turning the originally dominant situation into a balanced battle situation. Then the two sides always traded each other.
There was victory or defeat, and the weakening of strength was carried out simultaneously, and this balance was never broken, so that the casualties were infinitely greater than the estimate before the war. The Holy Church
If they continue to fight now, even if they destroy the Tatars, they will lose all their own strength, or they will only need a few years to recover. But will the countries around Oara miss this opportunity? So they must retain some.
Since the war can no longer be fought due to the power of self-preservation, executing Ulantuya has become a means for them to deceive themselves and others, or it may be a form of treatment for the deceased.
Huo'a Hatun glanced at Xiaoying who was tied under the pole with complicated eyes. She said nothing more. The leaders and elders of the tribe were all around her. It was useless to say anything else. Mrs. Huo'a just shouted in a deep voice:
"Hang her up and prepare to torture her!"
The rope was held by two soldiers, and Sakura's feet were lifted off the ground inch by inch. She looked very embarrassed, her whole body was wrapped in linen, her limbs could not move, and her long hair was hanging down and stuck together with butter.
The strands were still dripping with oil drops, making her pretty face slightly lose color.
There was an iron ring at the top of the high pole. When she was lifted up little by little, an iron hook behind the rope just clicked into the iron ring, and she was fixed to the flagpole.
High up, the wind was even stronger. Although her hair was sticky with oil, it was still blown up by the wind. At this time, she looked like a flying witch, but she had no wings and her whole body was sprayed with water.
Wrapped in oiled linen cloth. Perhaps, she looks more like a metamorphosing butterfly at this moment, with her head sticking out of the body first, while the body is still trapped in the shell...
With a shrill cry, several vultures circled above Sakura's head, adding a bit of a cold and sinister atmosphere.
They are waiting to peck at Sakura's body. It is impossible for the fire to refine the whole person. After the person is burned to death, the iron ropes tied to the body will still fix her body to the top of the pole, and they can
They feasted until their sharp beaks picked up the whole person until the bones were broken into pieces, and finally it became an empty and white skeleton.
"stop!"
"stop!"
Xia Xun and Peng Hao galloped on horseback, running like lightning. Since they had already passed the first warning line and changed horses at this moment, they did not attract enough attention from the patrol guards at first. When they discovered something was wrong, they asked
A warning signal was sent out from behind and when they were surrounded, Xia Xun and Peng Hao broke through like flying horses and rushed to the second cordon, so that they all fell behind to catch up.
However, these police sentries were not too worried. There were only two people coming. Although they did not know where they came from, what danger could two people pose? So they were not in a hurry to chase them, and they did not kill them with bows and arrows. Yes.
These two people who attacked the camp inexplicably were full of curiosity.
Xia Xun's man and horse were united, running like lightning. He came to Huo'a's camp in front of him. The simple camp gate was clearly in sight, and the Diao Dou Watchtower was clearly visible. His hand involuntarily grasped the cold handle of the knife.
In just a moment, the cold handle of the knife became consistent with his body temperature, as if it had merged into a part of his body, connected by blood.
Over the years, he has been through life and death, and has been used to seeing corpses. His heart has become as iron as iron, and his intestines as stone. However, this experience has not frozen his emotions. On the contrary, the emotions have become more intense, but he has become more accustomed to holding those emotions deeply.
Bury it deep in your heart and let it ferment quietly until it emits a strong aroma of wine.
He had not been so impulsive for many years. He once recalled some of the impulsive and reckless things he did when he was young. He thought it was just youth and frivolity and immaturity. Only now did he realize that in fact, he had not changed after all these years. He wanted to
A famous official of a generation, he wants to be the ancestor of his family, he wants to be hereditary, and build a big family fortune for his descendants. He wants to be the most qualified husband for his wife...
He worked hard for a long time, but in the end, he was still who he was. If he hadn't already made a major decision in his heart, or he wouldn't have been able to get rid of the shackles so easily, if all these shackles were taken off, he would
He is just a passionate man who is willing to die for love and righteousness, unwilling to betray his love or justice! Of course, such a man has many shortcomings, but it feels good to be himself! It is so good to live like this!
Looking at the gate, the soldiers on the archery tower roared loudly, and shot several sharp arrows in front of Xia Xun's horse in an attempt to scare him. Xia Xun still moved his horse forward. "Puff, puff, puff!"
The arrow shot into the horse's neck, and the horse screamed and fell down. At the same time, Xia Xun got up on the horse, somersaulted in the air, avoided the flying arrows, and arrived in front of the gate.
Holding the knife in his hand, there was a "bang" sound, sawdust flew into the air, and with a thunderous strike, the entire wooden fence-like shaft door was smashed into pieces.
The snow inside the cabin has been swept away, but the ground is frozen solid. Every time Xia Xun's figure falls, his knees are slightly bent, and then straightened. The moment he shakes slightly, his strong figure is just an inch off the ground, like a breeze.
It flies by like floating in the air, between the flowing clouds and flowing water, and is only a few steps away from ordinary people.
Although his movements were fast, his figure was still calm, but his eyes became extremely sharp, black and bright, shining with a heart-stopping light. Fortunately, most of the people in the camp gathered around the military tent to watch the ceremony.
Now, Xia Xun was walking between tents. The guards guarding the entrance could no longer deal with him with bows and arrows. After hearing the news, some soldiers who came to stop him were no match for him.
Xia Xun swung his sword, lightning flashed frequently, his spear broke and people were killed, and he killed the army in a bloody light all the way.
Panting, Peng Hao caught up and shouted in ancient Meng proverbs: "The Ming Fu Principality is here. Those who don't want to suffer the disaster of massacre should abandon their weapons and make way!"
In front of the military tent, Mrs. Huo'a swung a wolf-fang arrow with a ball of oilcloth tied to the front end on the giant butter candle on the incense table. The fire suddenly lit up. She handed the arrow to Shaobu and said in a deep voice: "
Lord Shaobu, come and execute me!"
"Here comes the bow!"
Shaobu roared loudly, snatched the hard bow from the guard who hurried forward, took the rocket, buckled the string, and "squeaked" the bow like a full moon, aiming at Sakura hanging on the head of the pole!
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