Tang Dynasty good brother

Chapter 273 Heroes
Datang is about to fight again, no one is panicked, no one is afraid, almost all the government soldiers are eager to try, they can't wait to appear on the battlefield now, cut off the head of the enemy chieftain, and defend the glory of Datang, even at the entrance of the village The sneaky child also firmly believes that Datang is invincible.

Compared with the morale of Datang's side like a rainbow, Tuyuhun's side is lost.

It was the first time that Murong Fuyun felt powerless. Seeing a strong enemy pressing down on the land, he couldn't even gather a decent army. Many tribes were angry because he wanted to drive away the monk and refused to send troops to fight with him. And these early birds brought a chain reaction. Many tribes who didn't believe in Tathagata and planned to send troops saw it, why did we send troops and you didn't? What if you steal my sheep when I send troops to fight? What to do, so they did not send troops.

Look at the tribes with monks next to the headquarters, you don't send troops?Then I won't send troops.

Ever since, Murong Fuyun, who had responded to everyone's call, was suddenly surprised to find that not even one out of ten tribes responded to his call this time.

What the hell, in normal times, in order to maintain the majesty of his Khan, he would have to personally lead the direct descendants of the headquarters to fight there and kill them all. But now that the enemy is in front of him, he dare not even leave his lair, for fear of being directly killed by the Tang army. Come up and turn into a stray dog.

What's wrong with this, is it possible to let those monks stay here and ignore them?
How many spies must be hiding here!Generally speaking, the advantage of the offensive side lies in mastering the strategic initiative, while the defensive side occupies a favorable location and harmony. With so many scouts dangling under my nose, how can I fight with peace of mind!When they defend, they claim to be impenetrable, but I am like a honeycomb!
Before Murong Fuyun could figure out what to do, something happened here, "Report~, it's not good, sweat, our racecourse suddenly killed a team of 300 people from nowhere, and attacked us by surprise .”

Murong Fuyun was drinking buttered tea at this time, when he heard that the bowl of boiling hot buttered tea spilled down his robe without leaving any drops on his chest, it was so hot that he screamed and jumped up and down while taking off his robe, He took a silk towel and wiped it carelessly twice, not caring about the sudden swelling of several big blisters on his chest, and shouted: "What's going on?"

"Big Khan, that... that group of people is too bad. When we let the horses go, we got a large number of mares from somewhere. When those mares barked at our stallions, our Qinghai Cong followed. After running away, the brothers chased after them, and the three hundred people came out abruptly. They didn't fight, but just kept releasing poisonous smoke to drive the horses. Don't worry, Khan, the vast majority of the 300 people died at the hands of our brothers, and only a few, less than 20 people escaped."

"How many horses escaped?"

"The best Qinghai Cong, two... twenty thousand horses."

Murong Fuyun slapped him with a big mouth in anger: "There are more than 1 Xianbei men on the racecourse! More than 1! You were stunned when you were rushed out by 300 people, and you were robbed of [-] BMW horses! You are so special!" Why are you ashamed to ask Ben Khan to rest assured? Do you know what it means to ebb and flow, these horses that have run away will soon be carrying the knights of the Tang Dynasty to flatten our homeland! Bullying our children! What the hell are you Do they all eat shit!"

A slap in the face was not enough, so Murong Fuyun was so anxious that he took out a burning stick from under the cauldron of butter tea in his big tent, swung it round, and threw it on the face of the messenger. A few blows, a fine Xianbei boy was beaten to disfigurement.

"Ah! [-] horses! [-] Qinghai horses! It hurts me! It hurts me!!"

While crying, Murong Fuyun punched himself on the chest twice to vent his grief and indignation, but he forgot that his chest had just been scalded by butter tea. This blow not only failed to express his emotions, but bubbled the anger The pus in the hole was smashed out, so not only did he feel pain in his heart, but he also hurt his flesh by the way.

"As for the survivors, have you left any survivors? How many spies from the Tang people do I Tuyuhun have? One day I stole Ben Khan's horse, and tomorrow I will sneak into Ben Khan's big tent and assassinate Ben Khan!"

"This... the young ones were incompetent, and no one was left alive. Those... those spies all swallowed their knives and committed suicide after being caught. I don't know how they were trained. Those Tang people were caught with blades in their mouths. After that, he died as soon as he swallowed it, and there was no time to stop it.

Murong Fuyun was about to go mad with anger, and cursed: "Bastard! They Tang people are dead, why are you trash still alive, why are you still alive? Ah? Fuck me!"

After all, Murong Fuyun seemed to be crazy, grabbed the man's hair, and slammed into the ground fiercely. The man wanted to struggle, but he couldn't break free, so he had to slam to death on the ground. Blood and brains were all over the floor, and Murong Fuyun's hands were also stained red and white, so he stopped his movements and gasped for breath.

It's been too long since he killed someone with his own hands. He needs to use tyranny to drink blood to give himself courage. It has to be said that Tang Ren's cunning and bravery frightened him.

Such a bad move was naturally written by Qin Hao, and the original unique move created by Li Guangbi naturally became his idea, but it is a pity that more than 200 spies died in order to complete the task.

Among these people, only less than thirty people are flying knights from the palace, and the rest are all gangsters from the original youth gang.

To be honest, I don’t know how many people here joined Fengyan Yamen just to make a living for Qin Hao, and I don’t even know what gave them such great courage to be outnumbered and swallow that sharp weapon alive. The blade, let it slice across the throat and windpipe.

Qin Hao couldn't even call them all by their names, but they were willing to die for Qin Hao's order.When [-] Qinghai horses were sent to Xihai, even a man like Duan Zhixuan couldn't help but feel sad.

Of course, they will not die in vain. Qin Hao is very generous to his subordinates, especially this kind of task that is almost no different from sending them to death. Their widows will receive the best care, and their parents and brothers will receive the best. Even after the descendants are 14 years old, they will unconditionally enter the flying cavalry of Beiya. After rigorous training, the best among them will be selected to enter the white cavalry and become the personal guard of the saint.

Qin Hao didn't know how many of these sacrifices were for Datang and how many of them were for family members to enjoy pensions, and he didn't want to know these, he only knew that these sacrifices were all for the prosperity and well-being of the people in the pass.

They were the first group of people who died in the battle between Tang and Tuyuhun. They were heroes.

(End of this chapter)