Chapter 6 Jinse (Three Times) At dawn, they arrived at their destination and then rushed across the icy river on horseback, starting a massacre without warning.
A few months ago, those herdsmen, under the leadership of Hosana Khan, a small Khan with royal Turkic ancestry but who refused to call himself a Turk, drove away the Han people who originally lived in Ulanji and killed all those
Those who refused to move According to Lord Khan, the land on the banks of the Yellow River originally belonged to the Hosana tribe. A long time ago, the Han emperor took it away from the Hosana tribe and made it nomadic in the Hosana tribe.
Hosana Khan did not say whether the original owners of the land in front of the east bank of the Yellow River were Han people, Qiang people, or the Huns who had disappeared, and the herdsmen did not intend to make it too clear. They only wanted to know that the Han people used the Yellow River to
The land that has been irrigated by water is mature land. When planted with millet, it grows much better than on the land they cultivated themselves. That is enough.
When the Central Dynasty becomes strong, the tribes will have to restrain their behavior and even lose their property. When the Central Dynasty declines, each tribe can take advantage of the opportunity to become stronger, and even have the opportunity to turn all the land north of the Yangtze River into their own pastures.
This is a cycle that has been going on for thousands of years and no one can break it
Therefore, when the herdsmen robbed and killed people, they did not need to give a reason in advance. Similarly, when the Flying Tiger Army crossed the river and killed them, they did not need to notify them in advance. So, the massacre that happened a few months ago began to repeat itself, except this time the murderer and the murdered
The two just swapped their positions.
The herdsmen never expected that someone would suddenly rush out from the other side of the Yellow River in such weather, so they had no time to make effective resistance. The two sentries who stayed in the watchtower at the entrance of the village raised their heads amidst the violent sound of horse hooves, and did not even have time to sound the alarm.
When it was released, Li Shimin and Liu Hongji killed each other with one arrow. Then Hou Junji and his men tied the watchtower with a lasso. If that simple thing built with a few pieces of wood could be called a watchtower, how could it be called a watchtower?
A soldier on horseback pulled hard, and the enemy tower immediately fell apart. The corpse inside fell heavily, and blood splashed with the mud on Lao Gao.
The collapse of the watch tower woke up several tribal warriors who were sleeping in the houses near the village entrance. They were naked, rubbing their eyes and rushing out of the windows. The houses built by the Han people with mud and wood were far warmer than the shepherds' tents, so at first sight they rushed out of the windows.
As soon as the tribesmen moved into the house, they were always too sleepy. When they jumped down awkwardly from the window sill, a war horse had already rushed in front of them. Liu Hongji on horseback swept his long spear horizontally, like cutting a melon.
The sleepy herdsman suddenly lowered his head when he cut open the belly of the opponent. When he saw his own internal organs rolling outward with steam, he screamed in pain, the cry was shrill and desperate.
Four months ago, when he snatched the last bag of wheat from the owner of this room, the old man who was over sixty years old and couldn't run once let out the same scream because the two parties couldn't understand each other because of the language barrier.
What's the other person's name? Just laugh. Today, he finally understood the other person's mood at that time, but it was a pity that it was too late.
Liu Hongji didn't look back and quickly ran past the deceased. A cavalryman wearing black armor followed him and cut off the head of another frightened herdsman with a horizontal knife. This was the first time he killed someone. The cavalryman was a little pinched.
He prevented his opponent's blood from splattering out of his throat and spraying all over his head and face. "Oh!" The cavalryman felt his belly and six internal organs twitching. The food he had eaten in the middle of the night poured directly into his mouth from his throat. He bit hard.
Clenching his teeth, he swallowed the sour and bitter thing in his mouth, then wiped his face with the back of his hand, wiping away the blood and tears. Then, he swung his knife and rushed towards another rusher who rushed out from behind the door.
tribal warriors, fearless
"Kill everyone!" I don't know who yelled while running. It was in Chinese. People in the tribe couldn't understand it. Even if they did, it wouldn't matter. The war between tribes on the frontier fortress left no prisoners.
The habit of the defeated party usually disappears as a whole, except for women. In the eyes of shepherds, women belong to the category of property, and they are inherited from brother to brother, from father to son, so there is no need to eradicate them.
"Kill!" The brothers of the Flying Tiger Army responded with a cry. There is no need to mobilize. They know what to do. Four months ago, the tribal warriors set an example for them with their own actions. Today, all this is just to repay the other party.
It was just a "good deed". They rode horses and ran through the low huts, threw torches on the roofs, then pointed the long pole at the windows and doors, and stabbed the people who climbed out one by one.
Some people tried to resist by waving axes and bucklers, but the axes were too short and the bucklers were too thin. The long spears equipped by the cavalry were as long as four feet, which could easily pierce the leather shields. In addition to the long spears, the short axes could be thrown away.
The brothers of the Flying Tiger Army are also equipped with horizontal knives, bows and arrows, and their killing efficiency is much higher than that of simple axes. Under the command of the warriors Xun and Liu Hongji, the brothers' long and short weapons cooperated with each other, and soon the war started from the entrance of the village.
Advance to the center of the village
In the center of the village is an old house of a wealthy family. The wall is more than four feet high and there are green tiles on the wall. After killing the original owner of the house, a young Burke under Hosana made this place his official residence.
It's just that he didn't like that the gate of the yard always hindered his horse's quick entry and exit, so he ordered the door panels and thresholds to be removed.
After hearing the sound of horse hooves and the cry of killing coming from the entrance of the village, Mr. Burke began to regret that he had hurriedly summoned his subordinates, arranged them all at the unobstructed gate, "Block the gate, blow the horn and call for help!"
Behind the human wall, little Burke brandished his machete and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Block it, block it, the Khan will hear the trumpet, and the Khan will come to our rescue!"
Suddenly, he felt a chill in his heart, as if a lone wolf was staring at his back. The instinct he had developed on the grassland since he was a child made him lie down quickly, rolling in the mud. The mink robe worth more than a hundred dollars was immediately thrown to the ground.
The mud and water turned into sow skin, which was dirty and smelly, but little Burke thought it was worth it because the moment he rolled away, he saw a long spear flying from the sky and nailing the spot where he was standing.
"Protect Lord Burke!" The warriors exclaimed in fright, and quickly formed a circle to protect their master in the center. They did not bother to block the door. According to the tribe's rules, if the leader died in battle and others
If the samurai around him escapes, not only will the samurai himself be tied to a horse's tail and dragged to pieces, but his wife and children will also be beaten into slaves.
Hou Junji was waiting for this opportunity. After throwing out the long spear in his hand, he immediately pulled out the horizontal sword from his waist. Before the warrior closest to the door could react, the front hooves of Hou Junji's horse had already stepped on it.
In front of him, relying on the momentum of the horse, Hou Junji leaned over, swung his knife like a whip, and drew it from the other person's neck, drawing up a cloud of blood mist.
The brothers of the Flying Tiger Army followed Hou Junji and swarmed up, using horizontal knives and long spears to peel off the guards around Little Burke. Thanks to Changshengtian, he let the marauders tear down the gate so that the advantage of the war horses could be obtained.
Giving full play to their gratitude to Changshengtian, the Flying Tiger Army brothers with red eyes and wearing black armor prayed loudly in their hearts, no matter which tribe the Changshengtian is the god believed in
"You, you are not Turks!" Little Burke, who saw the guards around him being cut down one by one, said in shock that this is not how Turks fight. They like to rush and fight, and they will not organize such skillful cooperation.
He spread his findings with the sound of a trumpet, and a sharp arrow suddenly flew and sealed his throat. Li Shimin discovered the core of the group of resisters thirty steps away, and followed the techniques he learned from Li Xu.
, he looked at the direction and speed of the black smoke above his head, and loosened his fingers from the bowstring.
After losing their command, the tribal warriors panicked, gave up their opponents, and ran out of the compound in a swarm. They tried to avenge Little Burke, or they were deliberately seeking death. Li Shimin drew back his bow, raised his spear, and rode his horse to meet Hou Junji without bringing him.
Before people came to rescue him, he blocked the first ax with his long spear, then lowered his elbow, raised his wrist, and sent the ax and its owner up into the sky dyed red by the morning glow.
This was the first time in his life to participate in actual combat, but Li Shimin did not feel nervous at all. On the contrary, a long-suppressed joy surged in his heart. He had practiced fighting like this many times in his sleep, and every time he woke up,
When he came, his blood was boiling. "If Zhongjian can do it, I can do it too!" He swung his long spear to throw the enemy's corpse away, then turned sideways and swept away a leather shield with his spear's edge, while using his war horse to crush the leather shield.
master's body
When he found the third target, the battle was coming to an end. Hou Junji led his men to chase him, and cut down all the warriors who dared to threaten the safety of the Feihu Army Commander. Some shepherds saw that the situation was not good and abandoned their wives.
, the children and the robbed houses and furniture fled on horseback to the outside of the village. As soon as they rushed out of the east village entrance, they were shot into hedgehogs by a burst of arrows. Changsun Wuji had already led people to block the road out of the village. He
His skills are not enough to lead the army in a charge, but he is enough to take on the important task of intercepting the rout and guarding the perimeter.
The desperate herdsmen put down their weapons and knelt in the mud begging for life. Some of them hid in the robbed houses and used wooden sticks and water jars to hold up the doors and windows. Hou Junji led people to search from house to house, set fire to the roofs, and kicked them to pieces.
Through the wooden door, all the men were pulled out and killed in the horrified eyes of women and children. Some soldiers, whose minds were lost by the smell of blood, rolled to the muddy ground with the wife of the deceased in their arms. Before he could take off his pants, Liu Hongji took Li Mansion
The veteran whipped away his desire
"Brother, we are not Turks!" Liu Hongji shouted angrily, looking at a pair of confused eyes.
"But they have also..." The soldiers murmured in protest, but lowered their heads under Liu Hongji's knife-like eyes. "Brother, we are not Turks!" Liu Hongji changed his tone to a slightly gentler tone, and then ordered people
Take away the women and children in the house and gather them in the village yard
The women in the tribe were born strong and like men to go into battle carrying axes and bows like men. Therefore, many women were killed by the Flying Tiger Army as if they were men. There were also many tribal warriors who killed them with their own hands in desperate moments.
They killed their wives and children, so the warriors Xun and Liu Hongji found not many prisoners. They took two regiment brothers to search all the houses that were not on fire, and only found more than 70 prisoners.
The pale-faced prisoners shivered in the cold wind. They did not dare to cry or resist. This was the rule between the tribes given by Changsheng Tian. The strong took all and the weak lost everything. The only thing they could do now was to accept their own
The fate of the victors depends on their preferences. They may be used as slaves to work hard for the Turkic bandits in black for a lifetime, or they may be sold to caravans and sold across the desert to the distant east or west, where they will spend the rest of their lives.
I have never heard of someone who died of overwork in the manor and could be killed on the spot. Offer sacrifices to Changshengtian and thank him for blessing the black wolf cavalry with another glorious victory. It all depends on the leader of the man in black. Today's mood on the grassland seems very good.
Big, but actually very small. The weak will never have a foothold.
The men in black around them spat at them, threw stones, and looked angry, but no prisoner was knocked down on the spot. The order of this group of men in black who suddenly burst out from the ground was so strange and terrifying that they didn't look like the captives at all.
The Turkic wolf cavalry I heard about may be because there are too few captives and it is difficult to distribute them. Several of them, Burke and Melu, actually quarreled loudly, which sounded like thunder into the ears of the captives.
Suddenly, a burly "Burke" among the men in black yelled something loudly, and a slightly shorter but very strong "Tutun" who stood opposite them obviously helped him.
Lord Mei Lu surrendered and took a few steps back. Then, the group of "special agents" smiled and made the final decision.
The prisoners stretched their necks nervously, waiting for the final verdict. To their surprise, all the men in black got on their horses and quickly left the village. No one came in to grab the women or snatch the children. They left and disappeared like smoke.
On the distant glacier
Many years later, among this group of survivors, a young man named Yute established his own tribe. He was proficient in the writing and language of the Central Plains, and often told his children and grandchildren about the pain of the genocide that day. But in his recollection, he finally
What he hates is not the Melu who led the troops to kill his father that day, but Lord Burke who spared his life.
"We are not Turks!" The words shouted by the burly Lord Burke back then were finally understood by Yut. The words were like knives. Every time he mentioned it, he gritted his teeth with hatred and felt inexplicable humiliation.
In the long years of war that followed, Yut Khan's army maintained the most basic discipline and the most basic humanity. This behavior made many surrounding tribes laugh at him for forgetting his Turkic ancestry, but he did not care at all about the ridicule of others.
His son Xiaoyute and grandson Xiaoxiute led their tribes to move westward again and again, far away from the Central Plains. Finally, his descendants took root in the far west and established an empire as huge as the Central Plains Dynasty.
Westerners call it Türkiye
Note 1: Burke, Tutun, Melu, and Teqin are all Turkic names for nobles. Melu means general manager Teqin, general Tutun, civil affairs officer Burke, nobleman, and general.
