Finest Servant

To be able to burn the fire of war on the grasslands of the Turks, this is the dream of Dahua soldiers for a hundred years, and it is also a time when they are ashamed. Fanatical flames flickered in everyone's eyes, their faces blushed, their expressions of excitement were beyond words, and the dust raised by the horse's hooves covered half of the sky.

The thundering sound of hooves also woke up the Turks who had returned from grazing. They stood on the edge of the tent, their hands on their eyes, and they looked here. The frantic horse team was dressed in ragged robes and looked extremely fierce. The Turkic men, women and children of Dalanza suddenly let out a burst of excited cheers. They rushed to the horse team, and the excited shouts and cheers spread all over the grassland in an instant.

Obviously, the Turks, who have never been looted, turned this Dahua into the grasslands as robbers. As a tribal warrior who returned in triumph. in their impressions. It is absolutely impossible for a big Chinese to step into the grassland, and this kind of sturdy murderous aura will definitely not belong to a weak big Chinese.

After advancing into the distance of several miles, seeing that the two sides were only a few hundred meters away, it was the Turkic Gangjiao who first discovered the abnormality. This ferocious horse team was fierce, and the sharp swords in their hands seemed to be cold light across the sky, with a stern murderous aura. The knight on the horse had yellow skin and black hair, and his cold eyes were as cold and ruthless as the ice of the twelfth lunar month.

"No, it's the big Chinese--ah--" The sentry of the Dalanza tribe was trembling with fear, but before a warning was issued, a horse crossed over immediately, the sharp blade like a snow-white long training In a flash. Blood splattered. The Turk's body was cut in two from the middle, and he fell from the horse with a thud. The deep-set eyes protruded outwards with trembling, and the miserable light in their eyes was clearly visible. Obviously, he never thought that he would be buried under Dahua's knife and axe at the gate of his home.

Gao Chief, with a fierce look on his face, spat fiercely at the corpse of the Turks, and waved the big knife in his hand. The blood on the blade spilled far away. He shouted majestically: "Yes, I am your grandfather from Dahua, and those who violate my strong China will be punished even if they are far away!"

"Those who violate my strength will be punished even if they are far away!" Hu Bugui and the five thousand soldiers shouted in unison, their swift bodies flashed like a meteor, and they rushed towards the tent that was in the sky in Dalanza.

The cheering and jumping Turks were rushing excitedly, rushing towards the returning "tribal warriors". When the light of the high chief's sword flashed, he slaughtered the sentry, and blood splattered the grass. They couldn't help being stunned for a while, and then they could see the faces of the "tribal warriors" clearly. They had yellow skin, black hair and black eyes, and they looked different from the Turks.

"Ah - it's the Dahua!" I don't know who was the first to shout, and countless Turks hurriedly stopped and looked at the bloody sharp knife of the Dahua bandit. They seemed to be dumbfounded, and their eyes instantly filled with Fear like never before. No one could have imagined that these ferocious Dahua would enter the grasslands, just like the Turks often do, burning the fire behind the grasslands where the Turks thought they were impregnable.

The strong contrast made all the Turks stunned and even forgot to escape.

"Kill—" Hu Bugui's eyes were red,

Fierce like a wild wolf on the grassland, he rode horses side by side with Gao Chief and rushed to the front of the team. With a swipe of his hand, the knife fell, and the blood column flew into the sky. A Turkic man with a long beard flew high and fell on the grass. The Turkic man's eyes were wide open, and he didn't believe it until he died. The Chinese really came.

In the bloody light of the sky, the Turks woke up. "Run quickly--" Under the panic, countless Turks were terrified.

The blind and helpless Turks instantly became the living targets of the Dahua cavalry. In the past, I thought of the flesh and blood compatriots who died under the iron hooves of the Turks, the drooping old men, the weak women, and the helpless children. One by one fell into a pool of blood, and the desperate and helpless eyes appeared in front of everyone's eyes.

The eyes of the five thousand great Chinese soldiers instantly turned blood red. The ferocious wolf nature burst out in their flesh. Their expressions were icy. The sound of their sternum being broken, dripping with blood, it seems that all the grief has been released to the fullest.

"Ta-ta--" The Turks who woke up and turned around finally started to struggle. The thousands of strong Turkic men who remained in the tents mounted on horseback as if waking up from a dream, and charged towards the Dahua cavalry with howling wolves. It's just that they were in a hurry, and they were completely unprepared. They didn't even have time to bring their bows and arrows. They rushed out with big swords, but they were the opponents of the prepared Dahua Knights.

Thousands of Dahua cavalry rushed to the forefront, only a few hundred meters away from Dalanzana's tent. Looking coldly at more than a thousand barbarians who were not well equipped, when they were close enough, Gao Chief sneered cruelly at the corner of his mouth. With a big wave of his hand: "Serial crossbow, shoot—"

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The Dahua knights on the horses, the crossbows in their hands shot in rage, the dense arrows, like boundless bee stings, instantly blocked the grassland in front of them into a tragic hell, and countless Turks wailed and fell from the bar. He fell, and was instantly trampled into meat patties by the companions behind.

After three rounds of arrow rain, less than half of the thousands of Turks remained. Five or six hundred Turks fell on the grass in front of them. Most of them had been killed by arrows. The few wounded were also covered with arrows. dying.

The blood of the companions stained the eyes of the Hu people, and the ferocity of the Turks is evident in this record. The companion's chest rushed forward like the wind.

There is really a big difference between the Turks and the big Chinese. Lin Wanrong shook his head and sighed when he saw it. He trampled on his dead and injured companions. No bloody Dahua soldier could do such a thing. Not only that, for Dahua soldiers, preserving the remains of their comrades-in-arms is as important as protecting their own lives. But the Turkic beliefs are completely opposite, they only respect the strong, and anyone's life can be sacrificed in order to win. Even surviving comrades-in-arms. Human nature and wolf nature are vividly manifested at this moment.

Looking at the remaining five hundred Turks rushing in, Hu Bugui pointed forward with the red-stained sword in his hand, and the blood of the Hu people dripped down the tip of the blade. He laughed loudly and said: "It's good! Children, let the Turks have a taste of the pain, and kill me—"

He and Gao Chief rushed to the front, followed by 5,000 elite cavalry soldiers, shouting angrily: "Kill, let the Turks taste the pain-"

The thundering sound of horses' hooves made the vast grassland seem extremely noisy at this moment. In the twilight that descended, the two men and horses were fighting in a group in the grassland, and screaming screams sounded from time to time. It cut through the sky of the grassland, and drifted straight into the distance, the red blood stains all over the green grass and safflower.

At five thousand to hundreds, this is a complete unequal massacre. The Turks probably never dreamed that the means they were best at would be returned to them by the big Chinese. Even if the remaining 500 strong men were the most valiant warriors in the grasslands, they were no match for the Dahua elite who were like wolves like tigers.

The once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to kill the Turks on the grasslands gave everyone an indescribable pleasure in their hearts. Gone are the days when the Turks bullied Dahua at will.

The five thousand soldiers turned all their suffering and hatred into sharp swords and gave them to the Turks who were surrounded and killed in front of them. At this moment, these five hundred Hu people are the living targets of Dahua soldiers, and every time they go down, there will be a whimper.

The Turks' combat power can be described as strong, knowing that they will encounter a siege, and they will die. They were still struggling desperately, their blood-stained faces seemed to be satanic devils from hell. "Kill—" Dozens of Dahua soldiers roared in unison, the long spear tip pierced into a Hu man's body from all directions instantly, and countless blood rushed out, and the Hu man was tied into a hedgehog, unable to struggle. After a few moments, he staggered, and finally fell down.

Seeing that the Hu people in front of them are about to be eliminated, the remaining few people are also on the verge of collapse. Leaving Gao Chief to lead the team to continue the siege, Hu Bugui waved his hand, and thousands of soldiers withdrew from the team. Followed closely behind him, and stepped towards the white tent that was in the sky in Dalanzana.

Although they encountered resistance along the way, they were all the old, weak, sick and disabled in the tribe, and the fighting power was far apart. Where is the opponent of Hu Bugui and his brothers. These old, weak, sick and disabled are the last resistance of Dalanza. Except for most of the old and infirm, the rest are the disabled Turks who retired from the battlefield. turbulent, magnificent.

After fighting all the way, he finally got close to the countless yurts in Dalanza that could not be seen at a glance. These are tents used by the Hu tribes to live in. Different from ordinary yurts, they are not only stronger, but also have larger masks, which are more than enough for a family to live in.

The yurt was the home of the Turks, and Hu Bugui, who was straddling the horse, flashed a cold light in his eyes. With his right hand, he slashed over the barbarians who attacked from the side, and with his left hand held a flaming torch high, and the crackling sound was drowned out by the continuous cries of the Turks.

Gao Chief killed the last Turk, waved the blood-drenched sword in his hand, and laughed loudly with murderous intent: "How can you not set fire to a murderer? Old Hu, what are you waiting for?!"

"What a murder and arson, I will let the Turks also taste the pain." Lao Hu laughed loudly and glanced at the tent that covered the sky. The torches were dropped on the nearest tent.

The lamp oil carried by the torch was spilled on the yurt, and there was a soft sound of "bang". The fire went from small to large, from near to far, and the huge and spacious tent slowly burned, like a spark of fire, burning in the vast grassland. superior. In less than a while, the yurt was engulfed by a large flame, and the roaring flames swayed and swayed with the wind. The adjacent tents and countless yurts were lit again, just like the adjacent matchsticks, being lit one by one.

Ten, twenty, a hundred, the fire of the stars is getting bigger and brighter, and when the thousands of tents in Dalanza are blazing under the sky, they are burning like fireworks that bloom one by one. In the night sky, the fiery rays of light, like blood flowers blooming on the grasslands, made the sky red.

There is no doubt that this battle has been won. This battle is probably the most unexpected battle for the Hu people and the most exciting battle for Dahua soldiers in the grievances between Dahua and the Turks for hundreds of years. The encirclement and suppression of the Turks makes one's blood boil, just like a dream, but all this happened so real in front of us.

When the boundless tents were burning one by one, and the flames soaring to the sky illuminated their faces, countless soldiers rode on their horses, held war knives high, and flew back and forth with vigorous cheers, majestic passion, full of their young and vicissitudes of faces.

This battle, Lin Wanrong, was deliberately the last. Although he had only been in this strange world for less than a year, he watched Lao Gao and Lao Hu lead five thousand soldiers to slash like wolves. Behind his face, there is too much sadness and heaviness hidden. Lin Wanrong deeply understands their feelings, this battle should belong to them and all the compatriots who suffered and died.

He sighed and stepped into the car, only to see the blood-red eyes of the Turkic girl, rolling tears, deep hatred, and helpless sorrow.

"It hurts! Isn't it?!" Lin Wanrong said lightly without raising his eyes when he took out the rags from Yujia's mouth.

Yu Jia bit her lip, blood stains slowly oozing out, she roared like a wolf: "The evil butcher Dahua, kill me!"

"Kill you?! It's not necessary, and I don't need to tell the truth a second time." Lin Wanrong waved his hand inadvertently and said leisurely: "Think about when you Turks raised the butcher's knife to my compatriots - only you are alive, you Only then can you feel this unforgettable pain, Miss Yujia, I think you will gradually understand this truth."

Yu Jia slowly closed her eyes, and two crystal teardrops hesitated for a while at the corners of her beautiful eyes, and finally fell gently.

"The ground is full of the blood of my compatriots, why, why is this?!" She muttered to herself, her voice was clear and quiet, and there was an indescribable grief.

"You are probably used to seeing the blood of my Dahua compatriots." Lin Wanrong sneered: "If you want to understand this simple question, just ask your honorable Vija Khan, from the moment he started the war. , he is destined to be an executioner, all this is what you Turks deserve."

Yujia's eyes were cold: "The idea of ​​Pijia Khan, you big Chinese in a rich country will never understand. For generations, we Turkic people have been grazing in this barren grassland and desert, and the life is cold and windy and rainy. , if you are not in it. How can you feel it? Yujia can't understand why the rich paradise is only enjoyed by you big Chinese who are greedy for comfort and have no intention to make progress? Why can my hard-working and brave people only Living in a yurt tent, living on horseback?! Woo Lao attacking adults. You claim to be the smartest person in Dahua, Yujia just wanted to ask, is it fair for God to arrange this?! The Turkic Khan is dedicated to leading his clan to seek more abundance Is it wrong to live a rich life?"

The Turkic girl had sharp words and tears in her eyes, but she looked at him tenaciously, as if searching for an answer.

From the perspective of this era, Yu Jia's idea is indeed different. She admitted the wealth of the big public money, and also dreamed that the Turkic people could one day live a life of prosperity and stability. A shadow could be faintly seen.

Lin Wanrong shook his head and laughed loudly: "In this world, there has never been fairness. God has given you strengths, and it will also give you weaknesses. Just like your Turks are tall and powerful, and our strength is infinite, and we are great. The physique of the Chinese people is relatively weak, and when you fight, you will have the advantage first, Miss Yujia, you say, is this fair?"

Crescent Moon thought for a while, but did not answer his question.

"Your Turkic land is barren, but your clan is strong and not bullied by others. God has given you strengths and weaknesses, but you always like to take advantage of your own shortcomings and compare others' strengths, and you are not good at taking advantage of yourself. Mention. Miss Yujia, is there really such a good thing in the world to take advantage of it?" Lin Wanrong stared at her face closely.

Yu Jia was stunned for a moment, and then gritted his teeth for a long time: "If you say that, my clan should be trapped on the grasslands from birth, suffering from this cold wind, cold rain, disease and cold?"

"That's your own shortsightedness." Lin Wanrong said angrily: "Do you think this grassland is barren and poor? Wrong, very wrong, this vast Alxa grassland contains countless treasures, and will stand as a huge The country, it's so big you can't imagine—"

"What country? How do you know?!" Crescent Moon looked at him, full of doubts.

Lin Wanrong was stunned for a while, and said angrily: "I'm talking, don't interrupt - I'm smart, I guessed it with my brain, can you?!"

Yu Jia glanced at him, pursed her lips, turned her head away, and snorted to herself.

"Yes, our Dahua is very rich. However, some things cannot be solved by being rich. Just like the Dahua writing, medicine, and art you have learned, is this related to richness? This is the heritage accumulated by a nation for thousands of years. It is the crystallization of national wisdom. It has nothing to do with where you live. If you want your tribe to live a good life, it is not achieved by aggression and possession of other people's resources. That is to be created by your own diligent and wise hands. , you can communicate with neighboring countries by mail, trade, and intermarriage, and learn the advanced technologies of neighboring countries, such as textiles, smelting, grazing, mining, and tourism. You have natural conditions, and there are many ways to make a fortune. You can only survive from the bottom up. Let me tell you, any nation that invades other people's fortunes will not last long - do you understand me when I say this?"

He was impassioned, like giving a speech, drooling all over the floor and his mouth cramping.

Yujia pondered for a long time, and finally said: "You said it nicely, the textile and smelting are all your treasures. Would you teach us so selflessly? It's ridiculous."

Optimistic about this lukewarm attitude, Lin Wanrong said angrily: "You haven't tried it, how do you know it won't work? As long as you are willing to pay a certain price, there is nothing that can't work in this world.

Yu Jia obviously misunderstood what he meant, and couldn't help blushing, and said angrily: "Don't think about it, a ferocious wolf can never insult the grassland daughter--"

"Okay, okay, stop reciting your Turkic incantation." Lin Wanrong's scalp was numb when he heard it, and he waved his hand hastily: "You are not a Turkic khan, why should I tell you this?! Play the piano to the cow!"

Yujia's face turned pale with anger, and said coldly, "Yes, the cow plays the piano!"

Amazing! This girl can actually use idioms, Lin Wanrong laughed happily.

Yujia blushed slightly, and looked at him angrily: "Shameless Dahua Butcher, your hands are covered with the blood of my clan, what's the use of talking about it now?"

That's right, she didn't mention it, I almost forgot, it's a war now, and this girl and I have nothing to talk about. I'm so sorry brothers, Lin Wanrong is secretly ashamed.

Hu Bugui's voice sounded outside the car: "General, the war is over. Eighteen of our soldiers were killed and thirty wounded, and all the adult Turkic men in Dalanza were wiped out. There are only more than 3,000 women, children and children - how to deal with it, please show the general."

Hearing Hu Bugui's report, Yujia's face suddenly turned pale, and she glanced at Lin Wanrong eagerly. She wanted to say something.

Lin Wanrong snorted, and was about to get out of the car, when Crescent Moon suddenly said, "Wo Lao attacking adults—"

Lin Wanrong looked up at her, Yujia's cheeks were pale, and she said weakly: "Those are good people and children, can you—"

Lin Wanrong swept his eyebrows and snorted coldly. Yujia's face changed greatly, her body trembled slightly, tears rolled in her eyes, and she said angrily: "We Turks, never lower our noble heads. One day, what you have done. I will find it a hundred times more— Hey--"

Before she could vent her anger, the black-faced rogue had already jumped out of the car, only the curtains trembled slightly, and her delicate voice kept circling in the carriage.

Thinking of the rogue's methods, Yu Jia couldn't help shivering. The faces of countless women and children appeared in front of her eyes. She seemed to have seen the bloodstains everywhere in front of the guillotine...

"Big Brother Gao, Big Brother Hu, you're doing a good job." When he jumped out of the car, he saw Hu Bugui and Gao Chief standing by and waiting. The unsheathed sword was still dripping blood, and Lin Wanrong couldn't help but lean on their shoulders. A few taps on the top to show appreciation.

With such a small casualty, it is a miracle to annihilate a barbarian Flake.

"This battle is easy. If it happens every day in the future, it will be refreshing." Lao Gao laughed, lowered his voice, and said sneakily: "Actually, those Turkic warriors were still captured better, only However, they 'coincidentally' found a chance to escape, and by coincidence, they rammed into our serial crossbow—hehe—”

Lin Wanrong didn't bother to take care of these little tricks Lao Gao played, and smiled.

Thousands of tents were ablaze, and huge black flames filled the sky. Five thousand soldiers rode on horses, holding torches high, illuminating Dalanza as if it were daytime. The aura was really like robbers who were robbing their homes on the grassland. Live in the middle of the crowd.

The crowd was surrounded by darkness, there were as many as three or four thousand, all of them were Turkic women and children of the same age. , all kinds of complex rays of light, fear, or hatred, were shot in their eyes, and some even carried small bows in their hands. Although they were not lethal, the arrows and crossbows were aimed directly at the Dahua cavalry. The captured Turkic woman held the child tightly in her arms, and looked at the cold swords and spears of the Dahua soldiers in front of her, her eyes glowing with pessimism and despair.

Lin Wanrong walked over all the way, looking at the child's body and the hatred light in his blue eyes, his scalp was numb. So many people, all women and children, how to deal with it? ! He frowned and sighed: "Two big brothers, what do you think?!"

Chief Gao gritted his teeth and made a ruthless gesture: "The Turks have captured the Dahua city, and they will never show mercy to our compatriots, regardless of whether they are men, women, or children. They will all slaughter the city! Treat them like we do!"

Hu Bugui was obviously hesitating, and finally clasped his fists and whispered, "Everything is at the disposal of the general."

Such a hot potato is a trouble he has never encountered before. How to deal with it is really a dilemma for Lin Wanrong.

Looking at the flaming torches in front of him, the eyes of Turkic women and children hated. Dahua soldiers looked expectantly, he slowly walked, cold sweat soaked his back, Gao Yi and Hu Bugui also understood his difficulties, looked at his frowning, and they were silent.

As time passed by, the fierce flame of the burning yurt made everyone's face red, and countless Turkic women and children stared at this big Chinese who had mastered their fate and black face, silently.

Lin Wanrong stopped abruptly, sighed deeply, and glanced at Gao Hu.

Hu Bugui said in surprise: "General, you decided?!"

Lin Wanrong answered him in the future, and suddenly stepped up to the heights, his face was as black as carbon, and he shouted fiercely: "All the Turks, you all look at my face-"

Hu Bugui quickly translated his words, and sure enough, the eyes of more than 3,000 women and children shot at him.

"It's me who killed your husbands, your fathers! Because they killed my relatives, my compatriots, including countless women, children and children like you! You don't have to believe it, because your khan will say this Everything is fake, but he never dared to swear to the god of the grasslands. I will only say this once, and I will never repeat it again! My Turkic name, Sanchae clan - Wo Laogong - you all remember Hold on to my face, all hatred and resentment come to me, I am afraid of you, I am your grandfather!" He roared like a wolf, his vicious appearance scared even the baby waiting to be fed in his mother's arms Stop crying, all Turkic eyes are focused on him, there is fear, more hatred.

With a calm voice, he glanced at all the Turks, stretched his big hand into his arms, slowly touched something, and showed it in front of the Turks: "According to what you Turks have done, and by reason, I and I My brothers will not let you go, but we Dahua have an old saying, God has good life, since the old saying says this, I will give you a chance and let God decide your fate-"

The Turks were silent, and the Dahua soldiers also stared at their coach, not knowing how he would decide the fate of the Hu people.

Lin Wanrong snorted and said coldly: "Our Dahua has the most fair test method in history - throwing a copper plate! When the copper plate in my hand fell to the ground, the front means that you can leave safely. On the contrary, then you will leave your life behind and pay the debt for my compatriots! Ask Guanyin Bodhisattva and the God of the Prairie to testify for us—kai—”

He gritted his teeth violently, the copper plate in his hand flew up into the sky, rolled countless somersaults, and fell silently on the grass...