Xu Deyan's words made Yu Yi a little stunned, and he looked at him in surprise.
Xu Deyan nodded firmly.
Yu Yi seemed to understand something, pointed at him and shook his head: "You young man, you came here to test me!"
"Well, old general, this junior is willing to clear the way for the old general. How about you and I charge together to kill him?!" Xu Deyan had already drawn his sword.
Yu Yi grabbed the knife and strode down the city. As he walked, he didn't forget to look back and said: "Although you are young, you are a descendant of Xu Ling. You, the Xu family, are originally educated and run your family. I have been a man of war all my life.
It’s not the turn of a civil servant to clear the way for me!”
Xu Deyan laughed loudly: "Then we will fight side by side. I hope the old general will not dislike it!"
"For Xu Xiaomu's sake, I have to do it with difficulty!"
As the two men spoke, they flew onto their horses. At this time, the guards had already reined in their horses and were waiting for them. When they saw the two men coming, they all saluted immediately.
"My sons, we have been suppressed and beaten by these damn barbarians for so many days. We have had enough. Now it is time to tell them who is the master of this land!" Yu Yi raised his hand high.
Da Dao, said loudly.
In the wind, the white beard of the old general danced, and the sword in his hand flashed with gleaming light. Looking at him standing upright with the sword drawn, no one could believe that he was a veteran who was over sixty years old.
And Xu Deyan also yelled: "We are going to fight out on the snowy fields and in the river valleys to fight these damn barbarians. We are going to use all the methods we can think of to kill them, for our brother Paoze, for our
Fathers and villagers take revenge!”
"Kill!" Countless guards shouted at the same time.
At this time, there is no need for any redundant slogans or complicated expressions. A single word is enough to express everything.
Yu Yi and Xu Deyan looked at each other and spurred their horses forward at the same time, while the guards followed closely and merged into the huge tide.
Facing the north, flags flying, the Han army moves forward like an iron stream!
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"Kill!" A low roar came from the armor.
The horse spear directly pierced the Turkic man's chest, but the Han cavalry did not stop at all. It actually pushed the Turkic man forward, and then hit the two shields in front, apparently holding up the shield.
The Turkic soldiers who were about to block Liu Ya never thought that they would be bumping into a person this time, and they screamed and fell to the ground.
Before they could get up, the horses' hooves of the Han cavalry stepped on them.
Go south, go south!
There are more and more Turks in front, but the size of the Han army charging forward is also getting larger and larger.
One after another, the cages and even livestock stables where the Han people were imprisoned were opened, and a large number of Han slaves were released. They had been accustomed to hunger and work for such a long time, and naturally they were more accustomed to following the firelight and flags.
Charge forward and kill.
Yu Xi and Hou Mi led a group of soldiers and horses to sweep forward along the river valley. Their main purpose was to create as much chaos as possible for the Turks, while the Han slaves behind were responsible for "
Clean up the battlefield.
The so-called cleaning means killing those Turks or even those half-dead and dead Turks who were hacked several times each.
Whether they are adult men, women, children, old or weak, they are unkempt, but their eyes are exceptionally bright, with an unconcealable intention to kill. In this blood and fire, everything has actually become very simple, just killing.
, is revenge.
Those Turks who had oppressed them and were once superior had only one possibility of being killed. Some Turkic women were even dragged out and skinned clean, or all half-grown Turkic children were stabbed to death.
This kind of revenge seems blind and aimless, but it is indeed a complete copy of what one nation has done to another nation, without making it worse. Between the tribes in this prairie, the difference between human nature and
Morality seems so pale and feeble, and natural selection is the most basic law.
Now the Han finally had a chance to retaliate, and they did not hesitate to use violence against any Turks they saw.
Originally many Han generals couldn't bear it, but when they saw the almost crazy people, when they saw those ragged and skinny figures, all they could do was silently rush up and kill any one of them.
The Turks who wanted to escape this fateful vendetta were pushed to the ground and handed over to the Han people behind to deal with them.
No one had time to think about why they did this. They just knew that at least now in this dilapidated camp that was gradually being swallowed up by fire, no Turk should be alive.
For the Turks, this should be a nightmare that they will never get out of. They are paying the price for the blood debts committed by themselves and their fathers and ancestors. Perhaps they will die directly under the sword of the Han people. On the contrary, it is a kind of
A rare relief.
A Han army leader led a few soldiers through the chaotic camp. They saw the Turks begging for mercy, but the Han slaves who had been killed did not give them the slightest chance to survive. Now
The most you can get in exchange for begging for mercy is that after being chopped down to the ground, there may be less marks on the body.
Continuing forward, they also saw a Turkic woman being dragged directly into the camp. Several of her children were crying and trying to find their mother, but they were beheaded by the fierce-looking Han woman standing outside.
Blood and milky white brains splashed on their faces, but those Han women who had experienced countless hardships were not moved at all. Perhaps just a few months or a few years ago, they were dragged into the camp like this.
Among them, their children were also killed with a knife in front of their eyes.
At this time, several Han men dragged the Turkic woman out of the tent. I don’t know if they used too much force. The Turkic woman actually fainted. A young man was crying and violently wielding the knife in his hand.
He stabbed into her abdomen, and you could faintly hear him calling a woman's name.
A young soldier couldn't bear it anymore and vomited loudly.
But the battle leader just said coldly: "Look carefully for me to see if there are any fish that have slipped through the net. After the search, we will go directly to the front to provide support!"
These dispersed Turks actually had little ability to resist facing the Han people who were equipped with swords, guns and sticks. Therefore, what the battle leader was really worried about was the front. Once the front could not hold up and was defeated by the Turks, what would happen next
These heart-warming scenes of revenge may soon be repeated among the Han people themselves.
"No!" Whether they were vomiting in discomfort or watching all this with bright eyes, all the soldiers agreed together. (To be continued)