Taiping Order

Chapter 312 The hero of the hero, charge, charge! (Please give me a monthly ticket)

Everyone in Tiance Mansion looked at the young lord with a quiet look, and Li Guan said:

"Since you have agreed, you need to draw your sword, Mr. Shi."

Shi Dalin said: "Here."

"Immediately prepare the wounded medicine for them and equip them with the regular medicines of the Qilin Army, mainly with Hou Zhongyu's corpse-transforming powder."

"yes."

"Gongsun."

The white-haired Gongsun Huai said straight: "Here."

Li Guan looked at the harmless old man and said, "Part the machine crossbow and turn the crossbow machine together. Pan Wanxiu, Xu Tiange, you two will assist Gongsun in half an hour."

"promise!"

Li Guanyi said: "Nangong."

Nangong Wumeng said, "Here."

Li Guanyi looked at her. The latter thought that Li Guanyi would let her determine the way forward and perform her scout duties, but he did not expect Li Guanyi to say, "You set off immediately, go to Tiel's army to find Qili, and mobilize the golden scimitar." cavalry."

His expression was quiet. Although it took only two days, the situation in the Western Regions was too clear. In two days, many of them could be seen - like the mountains with many crises, layer by layer, the order of the Western Regions operation was accumulated. Together.

It's very rigorous, but extremely rigorous.

Anyone who does not follow the order of this regional order will trigger a counterattack and backlash from the order like a giant beast, and will come layer by layer like a wave until the person who violates the order will be crushed and crushed.

In such a chaotic era, you need to consider the consequences when doing anything.

Otherwise, saving someone is like killing someone.

Only by having the confidence is the prerequisite for doing such a thing.

Li Guanyi made a natural judgment, knowing that he took action to save people today, which was just the beginning. Once this opening was opened, it would be difficult to close and would require stronger strength.

Prepare for the crisis faced after two steps in advance.

The wind in the Western Regions blew across the vast land, bringing the smell of swords, blood and fire. The young man looked at the distance, holding the weapons at his waist, galloping on this land, in history and legends, The king of light cavalry that is the best in the world.

The golden scimitar cavalry that has long turned yellow in history.

We are going to come back to this world.

At this moment, Li Guanyi was about to lift the yellow sand in the memories of the kings and princes of the Western Regions with his own hands, bringing the sound of horse hooves deposited in the memories of their ancestors, and the sharp sound of scimitar cutting through the night and breaking through the air again to this chaotic world.

Li Guan paused, and suddenly thought of two years ago, when he was young, when he was in the ghost market in Jiangzhou City, holding the sword at his waist.

Mr. Xue, have I grown up too?

Nangong Wumeng hesitated and said, "I want to leave the front..."

"Who will do the scout?"

Li Guanyi pointed to the burly man over there: "There is Lei Laomeng."

The omnipotent Lei Laomeng!

He was not as good as Fan Qing in command of military forces, and his medical skills were not as good as the Qi Lao Gui. He became a monk halfway through the mechanism skills, and the scout was barely forced, but fortunately he could do anything.

Li Guanyi said: "Nangong, can you bring the troops of Tiele's troops?"

“It determines how far we can go in the future.”

"So, it's a blessing for you."

The young king's hair was slightly raised and he smiled slightly:

"The auspicious star of Tengce Mansion, bring the news of victory to our side."

Nangong Wumeng's face turned red and said, "You, you..."

She gritted her teeth and said, "Okay, okay, you guys just wait for this girl!"

She waved her hand and left immediately. Changsun Wuqi had already prepared what she needed for a long-distance journey in an environment like the Western Regions Desert. Nangong Wumeng set out, and Li Guanyi ordered Changsun Wuqi to coordinate logistics.

Li Guanyi's eyes fell and he looked at Fan Qing.

Fan Qing stood straight, with a calm and solemn temperament.

"Fan Qing."

Li Guanyidao.

Fan Qing took a half step forward and said, "The last one will be there."

Li Guanyi said: "What do you think we should do?"

Fan Qing followed Li Guanyi's gaze and looked at the survivors in this tribe, with a quiet look.

He is a dull person, so he cherishes the opportunity at this moment. He is the most desperate person in the entire Qilin Army. He learns military formations from Yuwen Tianxian, learns strategies from the Tiance Mansion, and does not hesitate to endure the pain and lets the Qilin Army The seven old ghosts tried the medicine on him.

His home left him in troubled times.

He didn't want to see the scene of his family being destroyed again.

This is his reason for bringing up his sword and gun.

He said, "We can help them this time, but, lord, if we were just ahead, there would be no change. For them, it was just that the person above them had changed."

Such words hit Li Guanyi's heart.

Among all the generals, only Fan Qingzhixin is closest to him.

Li Guanyi said softly: "Fan Qing, go and ask these soldiers, are you still willing to draw out your sword? Do you still have the courage in your heart? Are you still afraid of death?"

Fan Qing went to ask.

Li Guan stretched out his hand and pulled out a long stick. He took out the dagger that Saatanti gave him, polished with cow horns, inserted it into the long stick with his backhand, and turned into a quaint and rough spear. Batuhr red He came over with his eyes and said:

"What are you going to do?"

Li Guanyi said, "Go and save people and take revenge."

Batu's palm trembled and said, "They are the best."

Li Guanyi said, "Then I have to say that I am still the king of the Central Plains."

Batuer waved his arm hard, and said with a irritable tone: "At this time, don't joke anymore!"

"In the desert of the Western Regions, people are divided into different levels. Today, those nobles are just the people who shot us in the past, but if we rush over, we will definitely not be able to defeat their armored cavalry. Once they find out that we dare to resist, More people will come to kill us."

"One thousand, two thousand, we will all be killed."

"The Supreme People are different from us."

When Li Guan looked at this irritable Western Region warrior, he knew that Batu's irritability and pain and anger were not targeting him. Batu's wanted to persuade this young Central Plains businessman, but this Central Plains businessman was just polishing. After the simple spear in his hand, he said:

"We Central Plains people have an old saying."

"It's called "Is it better to have a king, prince, general, and minister?"

"Are the emperors, generals and ministers all passed down from their bloodlines?"

This sentence pierced Batur's heart like a sword. The rules of the Western Regions over the past few hundred years were like an invisible shackle, blocking the heads of everyone in the Western Regions. He angrily said, "What do you know?! Do we Don't want to go? ”

"But, what should these old and weak do?"

"I have seen people who want to resist. After seeing them being beaten to death, they were hung in the desert with ropes and dried into mummies. Everyone in his tribe was killed. The old man was chopped off his head and the girl was taken away. We can only follow this rule.”

With a clanging voice, the rough spear was placed on Batuer's neck.

The cold touch of the weapon touched the angry and unwilling blood. The special feeling made Batur's body tremble. He followed the weapon and saw the eyes of the Central Plains people who were quiet like the starry sky in the sky. .

"Then, resist from now on."

"I will help you."

The man said that such words seemed to have an indescribable charm, as if it made people's heart beat faster, and then he let go of the weapon in his hand.

"We'll go."

"Your words are free."

In Batuer's eyes, the young man from Central Plains said:

"Saatanti said, I'm Tengel."

"I know too. That is the hero of Tianshu, but you seem to be too familiar with that story and have forgotten that Tiangeer is a man on your earth. He climbed the holy mountain alone and became a person when he came down. hero."

"You are your own Tengel."

"Not me."

The young man in the Central Plains released his weapons.

“Our people will set out after one moment.”

"You can stay with us as the original rules, or you can settle your people and come with us."

"I will take you to victory."

He walked past Batuer, and the angry wolf-like Western Regions warrior breathed heavily. Looking at the rough and quaint spear, one thought after another rose in his heart, struggling and changing.

About a quarter of an hour later, there were 113 warriors riding horses behind Li Guan. They were wearing the clothes of this tribe, with scimitars around their waists, and holding tightly in their hands to shoot prey. The bow and arrow that feeds the people of the tribe.

Li Guanyi looked at these faces struggling at the bottom of the Western Regions, without saying any inspiring words, saying:

"I will join you and save Saatanthi and the others."

"Lei Lao Meng."

Lei Laomeng had found the way forward and said, "Don't worry, the horses they rode were much better than Saatanthi and the others. There were also cars. If you couldn't walk quickly, I almost found the right direction."

"My husband and the others stay here and use a machine car to protect these people."

Batur still asked, "Why are you doing this for us?"

Li Guanyi just replied with a joke:

"Because I came down from heaven."

"You used to cheer and say I was-"

"Tengel."

On the road, I met a tribe of more than 500 people. They looked sad and felt desperate and powerless. They went to ask, and they said they were also plundered by the hunting nobles.

There are many such people on this road.

This is no coincidence. Every spring, when the eagle of God wanders on the earth again, when the snow on the snowy mountains melts again and the river begins to flow, these tribes that do not live in their fixed residences will begin Follow the river, chase the water, and head to the city.

Use the harvest of this year to exchange for the resources necessary for the tribe to continue.

Just like the warm water of the Central Plains, among the people of the Western Regions, tribes come along the river every spring, which is equivalent to the common knowledge of swallows in the Central Plains moving back and forth in spring and autumn. It is something that a doll who is taller than a wheel knows. .

Lei Laomeng gave them some hemostatic medicine.

Batuer held the weapon and asked, "Brothers in the desert, where are you going so sad?"

Those tribes replied, "Brothers under the sky, we have no sisters, we wander here, we don't know who we have harvested prey to, and we don't know who we have bought needles and threads to give to, but you hold swords and guns and ride Horses, where are you going? "Batur was silent for a moment and replied, "Go to take revenge."

"Go and save our sisters."

The warriors of the tribe were shocked. They looked at the Central Plains people walking in the front and said, "Are you going with this person? Who is he?"

Batuer was silent. Only then did he realize that he didn't know what the young man who was riding a horse was called. He wanted to say something casually, but he looked around and looked at those Brother with his lips pursed.

He had no choice but to pull his turban to cover up the wind and sand, and replied:

"Tengel."

The patriarch of the tribe opposite was shocked and said, "Tiangeer, is that Tiangeer?"

The sound of horse hooves falling on the earth is crisp, the wind blows sand and dust, and weapons hit the scabbards. The sound made is like the crispest camel bell in the Western Regions desert, like the beginning of a legend, like the introduction to the beginning of an epic story.

Batuer replied, “Yes.”

"The gods granted the heroes of the earth."

"The greatest hero recorded by the oldest epic."

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

"Tengel."

Finally, under the gaze of more than 400 people from this tribe, the number of people increased, and the rangers, which expanded to 200 people, continued to move forward.

The gray jacket made of sheep's skin was mixed with hunting suits with black and blue clothes, and then, they encountered a new tribe, and these tribes saw several warriors from different tribes. Follow someone.

Their flame of hatred was ignited and eventually merged into it.

The young man in Central Plains, wearing a business outfit and holding a spear, was in front.

Lei Laomeng looked at the team that was constantly expanding with the road and murmured:

"I always feel so familiar with this scene."

"Have you appeared many times?"

Fan Qing replied, "Because it's the lord."

…………

Saatanti opened her eyes.

She saw that there were people around her who were the same as hers, children from different tribes, with their hands tied up, and some of them had bruised on their faces. Their eyes were different from themselves, and they had already sunk.

This team of 'noble hunting' came from the city all the way out, not only catching women, but also children. When they were caught, they tied their arms with ropes and threw them in the camp, one by one. The team brought people here.

Saatanti saw that there were at least two or three thousand people here.

There are no young and old, even those who cook are strong men, and many of them are armored. In the center, men in gorgeous robes are drinking, transported from the Central Plains, and A fine wine as expensive as gold.

Saatanti leaned gently down a woman next to her with her shoulder. She looked seventeen or eighteen years old and was very beautiful, but her eyes were dull and had no divine light. She said, "Sister, you Are you okay?”

The woman glanced at the little girl who was twisting her wrist hard and said:

"No need to waste your energy."

"I can't escape."

"There are almost thousands of warriors who can ride horses and shoot archers, and warriors holding swords and shields. There are more than 2,000 people in total, which is much larger than our tribe. Even if you can twist the rope, you can run to it. Where to go?”

"A single arrow can shoot you to death, and a knife can cut your legs."

"I've seen it."

Saatantit paused, with the last light in her eyes, and replied stubbornly: "But we are the daughters of the Holy Mountains and the Lakes. Even if we were shot to death, I should be on the grassland and on the earth. , under the sky.”

The beautiful girl didn't answer her words, but just stared at her with surprise.

Suddenly another voice came: "I caught more than a dozen more, how many are there?"

"There are probably five or six hundred, and we have captured all the tribes nearby."

A guard seemed unwilling to give up:

"Oh, this is great. The name of safety here that our city has left in these tribes for many years has disappeared in an instant! This time we can catch many young women and children, but many tribes will not next year. Will come to our city."

"If you don't come to our city, there will be not enough jerky, prey, and medicinal materials."

"We will make less money."

"I don't know what the master thinks."

Another man quickly grabbed him and said, "You don't want to die. Master Gunn is so whipped below. Be careful of being beaten to 800 whips, beaten into meat paste and thrown out to feed the wolf." His voice paused, and then he said carefully. :

"As for what's going on, I've heard of it."

"Ah? Tell me?"

"I heard that the front line is not tight? The main thirty-six divisions of the Dangxiang State all sent reinforcements. We went up and were killed. The morale was very tight. The nobles and the cavalry were very unhappy."

"According to the rules, I have to send some female slaves up there."

"There should be female slaves who serve them, and there should be serfs to collect their weapons."

"We have to harvest some of these inferior people and find some women to send them."

Saatanti's face turned pale and she pursed her lips.

The previous guard said, "But it's strange, Dangxiangguo has nothing to do with us. Tuyuhun died. They occupied the largest territory, a large oasis, far away from us."

"Besides, most of this party and Xiangguo were defeated by the wolf king. I don't know when it will perish. Where can we send reinforcements?"

"He doesn't have the [Tuyuhun Golden King Seal] in his hand."

Saatanti remembers this thing, which was the great hero Tuyuhun, who has written records in the legend, turned from a monk slave to become the king of the Western Regions, and made the seals of the thirty-six kings together. .

I heard that if you get this seal, you can command the entire Western Regions.

For some reason, even the heroes of the Central Plains attach great importance to this. In the more than two years of the demise of Tuyuhun, many big and small battles broke out in order to compete to find the golden tiger seal.

Even Saatanti heard about it.

Those who obtain this seal are the overlords of the Western Regions!

But the sage said that those who can protect this seal are the overlords of the Western Regions.

Another guard lowered his voice and said, "I tell you, don't tell others. I heard that it was the Lord of the Dangxiang who issued the legendary order with the order of the king of the country, hoping that all thirty-six ministries would gather together. The wolf king from the Central Plains was defeated."

"Now the heroes of each division have set out to reunite into the alliance, saying whether to compete or not, to compete for a leader and lead the heroes of each division."

The previous guard couldn't help but say, "It's such a big deal."

"But these Shanyu, the kings, the Khans."

“Get together.”

"What should the leader who is older than them be called?"

This question seemed very tricky, which made the former who was proficient in various news stunned and hesitated, saying, "This, the Khans, the hero of the heroes, this should have one, the greatest name. Bar."

"How can we know about such a thing?"

"Now the front line was defeated by the wolf king's son, and his morale was not good, so we asked us to send some supplies in, and by the way, some female slaves and cavalry slaves. Alas, I understand the city lord's idea now."

"If you can accomplish something big and follow the Khans' Khans, your territory will not be just a small piece in the future, so you don't have to worry about whether these inferior people will come to pay tribute in the future."

"But if this time fails."

"When the Central Plains Wolf King's soldiers arrived, we couldn't keep it here either."

"For some reason, the Wolf King seems to dislike the superior and middle-class people in the city. He has also slaughtered two cities of high-class people and killed them with blood. Although our city is not as good as those two, But it's not bad either."

"At that time, the city lord will lose his wealth, so how can he care about these inferior people?"

Saatanti was relieved when she heard the two men left and continued to struggle hard. A trace of blood was rubbed from her wrists, but she struggled hard and broke the rope away. She bit her lips. A trace of light appeared in his eyes.

The blood dripped down, and she quietly let go of her hand, trying to untie the rope on the wrist of the person next to her. The woman next to her said, "What are you going to do?"

"Help you unbundle the bondage."

"You, you are so stupid. I can barely survive if I am taken away, but if I run away, I will definitely die."

The beautiful girl whispered, "I, I would rather live."

"This is also fate."

Saatanti widened her eyes. She couldn't believe such words. She thought for a while and said, "Then I'd rather die."

"If this is fate, they said we can only live fifty-five eagles to pass through the earth, then I will live fifty-six. If fate says I will be taken to the front line as a female slave, Then I'm going to die here."

A smile appeared on her not-so-white face and patted the beautiful girl.

"Then you live."

"I'll die."

She knew she couldn't escape, but she tried hard, but she didn't know who shouted, "Someone ran away!" Saatanti paused and turned around and saw the tied prisoner. They lowered their heads, many.

Saatanthi couldn't know where the sound came from.

The warriors here were alarmed and all raised their swords to look at her.

The little girl pursed her lips, then took a deep breath, and as she watched someone come with a knife, Saatanti smiled, like a flying eagle hovering in the sky, about to land on the fifty-fifth time, she sang loudly He rushes towards the song, encourages himself.

boom! !

The sound of horse hooves suddenly rang, followed by a scream. The warriors from the Western Regions stopped and turned their heads, and there was a scream of exclamation: "Someone, someone is coming to take revenge?!"

Saatanti was stunned. Seeing the Western Region cavalry rushing over here, then it seemed to hit something and stop it. Then there were sounds on both sides, in a mess, and only the sound of horses running could be heard.

It seems that there are enemies on the left, and it seems that there are enemies on the right.

In a mess, suddenly, a figure appeared on a horse on one side of the mountain. Saatanti saw the merchant's dress and his flying black hair, and then saw him lifting the gun in his hand.

Saatanti widened her eyes and opened her mouth, unable to speak.

Then the girl saw that the man put down the gun in his hand and rushed down from the mountains with a low slope. The Western Regions warriors here shouted: "A man from Central Plains... hahaha, one..."

Then they couldn't laugh.

Behind the people of the Central Plains who rushed out seemed to be covered with the sky. Under the vast sky, Western Regions soldiers wearing different tribal costumes and holding different weapons followed closely, one, two, three...

Two hundred, three hundred, five hundred…

Many samurai who were struggling to survive from all over the Western Regions raised their weapons and actually followed an ordinary Central Plains man and launched such a charge against the nobles holding whips.

Later historians did not know why these sheep, who had been enslaved for hundreds of years and were beaten with whips and dared not resist, suddenly turned into groups of tigers.

But in this battle, they forgot their fear.

The military strategists and battle formations in the Central Plains pursue peace of mind and instantaneous explosions of unity and coordination. However, such a team comes from different tribes, with different accents and different languages. People like them do not understand the language of those nobles.

But there is another saying that the humblest people can shout out on this earth. The vast sky is like a battle robe. The hero in the Central Plains in front raised his spear and protected it in his battle robe. Next, the warriors from different tribes widened their eyes and shouted together—

"Tiangele!!"

The spear end is flat.

"charge!!"

(End of this chapter)