Datang: Salted fish at the beginning, Gao Yang was given marriage by Li Er

Chapter 318
"Want to run?"

Suddenly, a shout exploded from the fighting crowd.

Kuo Meng, who was on the mountain ridge, heard the sound, his body shook suddenly, he came back to his senses, turned his horse's head around and ran towards the back of the mountain.

The maroon horse hoofed wildly, galloping after it like an arrow off the string, Kuo Meng turned his head subconsciously, saw that the horse was following steadily behind, did not seem to lose half of it, gritted his teeth and sweated profusely at the soldiers beside him.

"Stop this general!"

"Otherwise we will all die!"

Among the fleeing crowd, the two soldiers with the best relationship broke away from the crowd and turned around.

In a moment, I heard two muffled grunts behind me and the sound of heavy objects falling to the ground, and the figure in the silver armor followed him again like a shadow in the corner of my vision, and I was suddenly startled.

How can this general kill people as easily as chopping melons and vegetables?
These hundred people... really escaped?
"What a powerful Han..."

Kuo Meng, who was running towards the tribe, suddenly had a sentence in his mind.

……

On the vast expanse of grassland, cattle and sheep are gnawing on the green grass, and the shepherds in ragged fur coats face the stretching felt tents with their backs, and wave their whips to drive the cattle and sheep to more fertile grasslands.

Suddenly, the animal chewing the grass seemed to sense something, and looked up at the beam, quite vigilant.

The shepherds stretched out their hands to cover the dazzling sunlight, squinted their eyes slightly and looked towards the ridge. When they gradually felt the earthquake, there was an extra rider in their field of vision, followed by a rather embarrassed compatriot, and then a group of black and white people. A group of black shadows spread over the ridge, surging over like a torrent.

The leader, Kuomeng, had arrows stuck in his shoulders, and the dark red blood dripped down his trembling arms. When he saw the dazed shepherds in the distance, he shouted loudly.

"The Chinese are coming!"

"quick……"

Then the sound of horseshoes behind him approached like a thunderous explosion.

The figure who heard the movement was a little stunned and hadn't reacted yet. The people who walked out of the tribe could only hear Kuo Meng shouting something from a long distance away. After all, they were too far away to hear clearly.

puff.

The tip of the spear pierced through Kuomeng's chest, and the moment the blood overflowed, the whole person was lifted into the air.

The mouth full of blood opened wide to the extreme, and the heart-piercing broken sound exhausted the last of its strength.

"Quick... let's go..."

The bloody light was particularly obvious under the sunlight, and the dazed figure finally realized it.

"Killed, Tang Bing killed!"

Then the whole tribe became chaotic, with exclamations and angry sounds, and countless pairs of footsteps fled in a hurry.

Under the hanging corpse, Cheng Chumo's murderous aura rose, and Li Xian immediately drew out his sword.

The cavalry of a hundred people around them brandished their spears, yelled wildly, and suddenly rushed towards the sluggish and panicked figures.

When Hong Feng crossed the border, the horses galloping at high speed crashed into the tribe, and the blood flowed non-stop on the ground, and the felt tents were trampled down by the huge horseshoes, covering the figures who had not had time to run out of the felt tents. The blood smeared on the cloth fur.

In the tribal territory filled with smoke and dust, the father was holding the crying child, and before he could run far, he was shot to the ground...

The dark-skinned old man knew what had happened, he yelled and cursed incomprehensible words, picked up the crude iron spear that was handed out when he was in the army in the past, his cloudy old eyes were filled with tears, and looked at the bay red man who finally came. War horse, hand out your spear.

The horse roared loudly, and the figure in silver armor on the horse's back did not even look at the old man. The silver gun in his hand pierced the air and slashed down. The moment the blood gushed out, the head flew up into the sky, and the majestic voice instantly echoed in the air. There was an explosion on the fertile field.

"Quick fight!"

"All those with spears in their hands will not be left behind!"

"Our chance for revenge... has arrived!"

Withdrawing his arm suddenly, the blood splashed in the air poured down, and the headless corpse in front of him fell to the ground.

Speaking of revenge, Qin Huaidao's eyes were filled with red tides, and the Tang knife in his hand directly pushed away the iron spear in the hands of a foreigner, and slashed straight at the man's head.The figure as if frozen in a frame stood still in an instant, the weapon in his hand hangs down weakly, and it can be seen that the dark red is silently flowing from the cracked head, overflowing the horrified eyes, and flowing onto the cheeks.

Behind Qin Huaidao's invisible back, white viscous brain matter sprayed out to the unarmed woman behind her, and she ran away like crazy after being dazed.

Qin Huaidao roared loudly at the crowd running wildly around him.

"In your tribe, where is there any official? The captain is also fine!"

"Borrow two heads! I want to take them back and make meritorious service!"

In the roar of anger, Qin Huaidao didn't kill the red eyes, and while pushing and kicking the people who blocked the way, he searched for targets among the crowd.

The surrounding hundred knights seemed more fanatical, standing on their horses in the midst of the chaotic scene, kicking the burning torches away from the felt tents and setting off a raging fire.Some blood-stained women, who had long lost their original rationality, subconsciously picked up the weapons on the ground in panic, and were knocked to the ground by the Tang Dao instead.

Not long after, all the figures who resisted and those who did not resist were besieged together, and the noisy voices gradually disappeared.

Li Xian carried the Tang Dao stained with thick blood, and walked among the trembling alien crowd, his tiger eyes swept across.

"Your so-called warriors made a heinous mistake in the Tang Dynasty and killed our people, regardless of men, women, or children."

"Speaking of which, you people should also become the souls of the dead under the sword, and pay homage to the heroic spirits of these Han people who died unjustly."

"Seeing this beautiful and holy snow-capped mountain, I don't want to stain this fairyland with blood, and I don't want to be involved in the grievances between the two clans."

After the words were spoken, there was a pause here, and Li Xian raised his knife and pointed it horizontally, pacing back and forth in front of the crowd.

"This is not a manifestation of our cowardice and fear of getting into trouble. We Han people have a saying, "If you have a grievance, you have a debt, and all men stand out! Today's grievances will be repaid from you."

Cheng Chu had been guarding the border silently for a long time, and he knew some foreign languages. When he translated these words, the originally quiet crowd became a little confused again.

The women pulled the old man behind him, and the man's body cried into tears.Some women in slightly more ornate clothes came forward to take the blame by pushing and shoving men in torn furs.This move obviously angered these more poor households beside him, and several women immediately fought.

The men stood up angrily with reddened eyes, and were stabbed to death on the spot after they were half-babbling. When the blood splashed down again, Li Xian shook the handle of the knife to calm the crowd, and his face turned cold.

"Of course, this is not the only solution!"

"You, you can also choose to be buried with the whole family."

A few scattered men stood up shivering, said a few words, and quietly knelt down on the grass beside them, facing the imminent death, trembling uncontrollably in fear.

When the palm was pressed down, amidst the women's screams of "ah", there was a cold light flashing in the sun, and then there was the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

Standing in front of these trembling crowds, Li Xian saw Tang Dao unsheathed and looked to the south.

"Your clan is full of women, children, and even the elderly."

"If you lose a man, I'll find you one! Today's Xiqiang people are already active in this area, if you want to survive, ask him for one."

Striding across the muddy grass, Li Xian waved his big hand.

"Take the food and get on the horse! Go to the next tribe."

"Before the army returns to the city, disperse some guards in the imperial city."

(End of this chapter)