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

Chapter 328
The night is like ink, and the black lights and wilderness give people a kind of invisible fear.

A dozen or so confidantes behind him have volunteered to stop the pursuers. The figure standing on the last hill ridge, looking at the direction in which the neat sparks swayed, already knew their fate.

Walking past the body of the collapsed war horse with vain footsteps, a sudden sense of desolation was felt in his heart.

There was a shooting arrow stuck in his arm, and his thigh was also cut by the unnamed sturdy young general, blood was gurgling, and he began to tremble weakly.

The way forward is only based on his own body, and it is obvious that he can't walk.

In the blurred vision, the fire gradually leaned over, and the exclamation and noise during the period seemed to follow the blood stains stretching along the road.

Slumped down, leaning on the horses that had accompanied him through countless battlefields, Hufeng calmed down inexplicably at this moment.

Memories of the past come to mind one by one, holding the wine bag in the tent and gulping down the fermented glutinous rice, galloping on the grassland for the archery competition, leaning together excitedly in the rest of life together, imagining In the future, I will marry several strong women.

Hu Feng smiled, and put the hand holding the knife on his neck.

"what……"

The mournful long cry from the throat stopped abruptly in such an instant, it was tragic and desolate.

……

"died?"

Li Xian stepped on the battlefield where blood could be squeezed out, looked at the two people who had returned in silence, and asked what to say.

Cheng Chumo didn't answer, Qin Huaidao beside him raised his head slightly.

"died."

It seemed that it was inappropriate to say something like this, Qin Huaidao added a sentence.

"Very peaceful, the body is intact."

It seemed that in an instant, Li Xian felt that the young man who was clamoring all day to take the head of someone suddenly became serious, and put his hand on Qin Huaidao's shoulder with a smile.

"The general of Tiger Cavalry, this head is worth a lot of money."

The teasing words seemed to not arouse Qin Huaidao's interest at all, so he said in a low voice.

"I heard from Brother Cheng that grassland people believe in the Heaven of Eternal Life. After death, their complete bodies can overlook the grassland in the Hall of Eternal Life, and quietly watch their offspring in the distant sky."

"Hufeng was buried on the oasis. His body will surely nourish the land, breed a more fertile grassland, and raise stronger cattle and sheep."

A big hand patted Qin Huaidao's shoulder, and Li Xian raised his lips and smiled.

"well done!"

"But hatred... can't be forgotten."

He waved to the soldiers who were going behind him.

"Find a clean area and set up camp."

"Tonight, we're going to be honored by Patriarch Jiang Tiyan. He prepared mutton soup for us to keep us warm!"

The wind was rustling, blowing a corner of the thick felt tent, and on the surrounded campfire, there was a shiny roasted whole lamb sandwiched between them. Soldiers from the two families gathered together under the same exotic sky.Even if it is some incomprehensible words, they can laugh together.

Some Xiqiang soldiers who are good at dancing took out the musical instruments made of bones that they carried with them, and sang ancient dance music in the desolate sound of the instruments.

The faces illuminated by the bonfire are flickering, the soldiers of the Central Plains with relatively soft lines, and the Xiqiang clan with high nose bridges and deep eye sockets show smiles.

Chewing the fat but not greasy meat, watching the happy scene, the corners of Li Xian's mouth twitched slightly.

"It would be great if this war stopped."

"If you want to stop, you must let the soldiers of Tang Dynasty be unstoppable and stand in the east like a monument."

The words were flat, the fierce man in the past said such delicate words lightly.

Reining in his thoughts, Li Xian turned his head to look at Cheng Chumo, looked at each other, and laughed.

Picking up a branch on the ground and simply outlining the terrain on the ground, Jiang Tiyan seriously described the current location, and then inserted a prairie tribe that must be passed to the king's city.

"This is Atugun's tribe... known as the most prosperous on the grassland..."

……

The stars are receding, and the night sky is very dark tonight.

A Tugun, who had returned to the tribe, sat on a rock on the hill, watching the dark clouds rolling in the sky, feeling heavy.

After sneaking back from the camp to rescue all the soldiers in it, he followed him back to the tribe, wanting to take a last look at his hometown where he had lived for decades before moving south.

Stepping on the lives of their fellow clansmen, the deeds of surviving in vain were buried by these rescued soldiers. Originally, they were filled with hatred for Li Xian and his party, but gradually cooled down as they thought about it.

Passing through the village of Han people that day, the corpses all over the ground and the corpses hanging from the branches one by one really made A Tugun feel a little uncomfortable.

Seeing the mosquitoes and flies flying around the dead baby in the swaddle, and the mother's stiff arms and persistent eyes beside him, A Tugun was really touched.

It seemed that in an instant, A Tugun knew why Li Xian was so decisive that day, and even killed his relatives in front of his face without saying anything.

It is not so much that A Tugun let go of his previous hatred, it is better to say that A Tugun saw the sadness from this bloodthirsty country.

The status plummeted, and the innocent people behind were also punished, even compared to those Han slaves.

For a moment, A Tugun wondered if the life of himself and his clansmen would not have changed much even if he captured Datang, but those who died in the war might stay in that land forever. Exotic country.

It is only because of this that A Tugun has a new understanding of life.

At the very least, he must protect his remaining people and live a stable and comfortable life.

He was so engrossed in thinking that this formerly alert figure on the battlefield didn't even hear the footsteps behind him.

When the footsteps stopped, there was a voice, with a touch of inexplicable sadness.

"Patriarch, every household has been prepared, just waiting for this migration."

Looking down at the tribe with the lights lit up at the foot, spreading to the end, and the woman crying faintly from the yurt, A Tugun sighed.

"Just be ready and tell those who guard the mountain pass that they won't be able to wait for the person they want to wait for."

"Change it to tomorrow, let everyone go, don't fall behind."

There was a pause in the words, and A Tugun looked at the pitch-black wilderness in the distance, and murmured.

"I heard that many tribes have fallen under the iron heel of that Tang cavalry. Fortunately, our tribe is now safe and sound."

"Tell the people under your command that if you choose a road along the ridge tomorrow to avoid the cavalry sent by Shangwangcheng, you may not be able to meet the wolf on the prairie."

In the darkness, the figure behind him looked at the obviously aged figure in front of him, opened his mouth to say some words of comfort, but held back the thought for a moment.

Deliberately pick the topic and ask aloud.

"How should we deal with that Han Chinese in our tribe?"

Mentioning the word Han people, the fingers hanging on the inside of the thigh trembled in fear, A Tugun pondered for a moment, and turned his face sideways.

"Speaking of which, this war disaster was caused by this person alone. I also regret it very much. I wish I could get rid of this person."

"But right now I don't want these irrelevant things anymore. I will bring them together tomorrow. If I encounter a scout from the Tang cavalry, it may be better to hand him over and let the Tang cavalry deal with it."

(End of this chapter)