Fish swimming around the world

The leader of the Yunda tribe was stunned, and then howled: "I didn't, it must be the Lahan tribe who spread the rumor! I got the news that the Lahan tribe intends to annex my Yunda tribe and occupy our pastures, and you, the big wolf head, are because of the Lahan tribe. The sister of the leader of the Han tribe, so I support them. Sure enough, you come to attack my tribe and still want to hunt us down. I have already given up the pasture, why should I kill them all!"

The strong leader jumped off his horse and kicked him over: "You're talking nonsense! I just want to re-divide the pasture with you. Where did I say I wanted to annex it! You are clearly biting back. If you are not a traitor, why only Your people were not burned by fire!”

But the leader of Yunda was speechless. He couldn't understand the matter at all.

The leader of Lahan tribe was furious: "Not only did you kill 16,000 warriors, but today you caused 2,000 tribesmen to kill each other, I'm going to skin you!"

"I didn't..." However, many things left him speechless, and naturally he could not calm down the anger of several other tribesmen.

So even though the big wolf head felt a little suspicious, it didn't matter. Killing him and dividing his tribe and their pastures was nothing bad.

However, one day later, they received news that shocked everyone.

Their homeland, the gathering place of the five tribes, was massacred.

The angry big wolf head immediately led the remaining four thousand men and horses back to the tent. What he saw in front of him made him feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave. All the tents were reduced to ashes, all the war horses and livestock fell in a pool of blood, all the young and strong people were killed, leaving only the old, young, women and children clinging to each other and crying...

His eyes were red.

"Who is it? Who wants to kill me, Guirong!"

A woman cried and howled: "The big wolf head is a cavalry, a cavalry from other tribes..."

The big wolf raised its head to the sky and howled fiercely. The ghost was dead.

He just wants revenge now...

"Sir, why don't we ambush Guirong Big Wolf Head?" Ding Shaoan was a little confused. This was a perfect opportunity.

Jiang Fan was a little tired after a day and night of killing. Although he didn't take action, he felt a little sad in his heart. He is not willing to kill, but this is war, this is national hatred, which cannot be resolved.

"No need. A wolf head who has fallen into madness and has no way out has only two options. One is to give up the fertile pastures, escape with his people, and repopulate. But that is a long process, and the six ghost soldiers can no longer cause any damage to the border in the short term. Any threat. The second is to retaliate against the tribes that have had hatred and cause a bloody storm, but this is a good thing for us. There is another reason. We have been running for more than 800 miles and are exhausted, so we should not fight anymore. They are nearly destroyed. They are miserable soldiers and will fight to the death. We will inevitably suffer heavy casualties, which is unnecessary. "

Only then did Ding Shaoan understand. That's right, a barbarian tribe that has lost 90% of its combat power cannot retain such a vast pasture. If it doesn't want to be annexed by other tribes, it can only escape to a bitter cold land. If not, we can only do what Jiang Fan said, burn everything and fight with other tribes. No matter which way, the Ghost Rong will no longer be a threat. At this time, it is natural not to risk Chinese lives.

"It's been a thousand years." Ding Shaoan looked at the bloody and curled scimitar in his hand with deep emotion.

"This is the first time in a thousand years that the Chinese have taken the initiative to invade northern Xinjiang. This time, really, I feel that I am lucky to follow the young master."

Jiang Fan just sighed leisurely and looked into the distance not knowing what he was thinking.

Yun Fuyao did not participate in the army's battle, her mission was to protect Jiang Fan. Therefore, I also saw with my own eyes the hatred, confusion, entanglement and pain in this young man's eyes.

He raided eight hundred miles day and night, killing five ghost soldiers, but he suffered a lot in his heart.

Those flames were burning the enemy, but they were also burning his heart. Those scimitars were slashing the barbarians, but they were also killing his soul crazily. Those miserable howls made it difficult for him to breathe in pain.

She already believed in her master. This young man was the cause of trouble and would definitely bring mountains of corpses and seas of blood. But what if it’s the chaos caused by hungry wolves and the enemy’s mountains of corpses and seas of blood…

What a magical young man he was. He broke the curse of passive defense of the Chinese people for thousands of years. He led a thousand people into the grassland and massacred five Guirong tribes in one day and night, making a large tribe history. Like a ghost!

In the thousands of years of Chinese history, when has such a figure appeared? He shouldn't kill.

But Master said that this person will eventually bring disaster to the Central Plains... Master's orders cannot be disobeyed! You can’t go wrong with Holy Land! She kept warning herself, hoping to stabilize her mood.

However, more and more confusion grew in her heart. Whether or not she should kill Jiang Fan deeply troubled her.

But at this moment, she even felt that she wanted to comfort this young man who was suffering from inner torture. Blood and fire should not appear at his age, nor should the weight of national hatred rest on the shoulders of a weak-headed young man.

But she couldn't say it. I could only follow him on his way in silence.

They didn't stop to rest until they were so tired that they could no longer walk.

Seeing Jiang Fan sitting alone on the mound, she couldn't help but walk over.

Jiang Fan saw her coming and smiled lightly: "There are falcons watching. There is no danger around, so you don't need to follow me."

"I want to protect you this month..." Yun Fuyao blurted out, but before he finished speaking, he said: "I will definitely do what I promised."

Jiang Fan was a little stunned, but he didn't say anything anymore. He just looked ahead in silence.

Yun Fuyao was not a talkative person to begin with, and once Jiang Fan fell silent, there was really no more words between the two of them.

After an unknown amount of time, Yun Fuyao actually said: "You did the right thing, there is no need to blame yourself."

Jiang Fan didn't expect her to say that, and looked at her in surprise: "...I know. But they are all living lives..."

Yun Fuyao also understood that tens of thousands of lives were annihilated in her hands. What if it was her? I'm afraid she couldn't erase the deep sense of guilt.

"Am I like a devil?"

Yun Fuyao shook his head: "Not to the Chinese."

Jiang Fan smiled: "I feel much better when you say that."

Yun Fuyao said: "Thousands of years of blood feud, no mercy."

"To be kind to the enemy is to be cruel to yourself." Jiang Fan said to himself: "I won't be too entangled, it's just the first time I've experienced such a thing in person, I can't adapt to it for a while, it will be fine."

Yun Fuyao just nodded slightly. She even felt a little annoyed that she was not very good at persuading people. This emotion was very strange to her, but she didn't even realize it.

"I just want to fish and drink and live a good life, but I unknowingly got involved in so many bad things. I'm killing people, and there are countless people who want to kill me..." He said self-deprecatingly.

I don't know who the countless people he was talking about are, but he is undoubtedly one of them. Yun Fuyao didn't know what to say. After a long while, he said, "...I hope you won't embarrass Lin Nanyan."