"Dear leaders and tribesmen, Arutai did not accept my conditions for exchanging prisoners. In order to win people's hearts, he executed our Mandu Latu! Today, I will execute his adopted daughter in public, and the blood debt will be repaid with blood!"
An elder named Lao Biao in the tribe sneered and said: "Our hero Mandu Latu, together with the three thousand warriors in my tribe, suffered heavy casualties. Is killing a woman considered a blood debt repaid with blood?"
Huo'a's eyes were like lightning, falling on his face, and said in a deep voice: "Master Lao Biao, three thousand of my soldiers died on the battlefield! They burned the food and grass in Arutai, which caused a great loss of morale in Arutai.
, which allowed our army to achieve a complete victory, benevolence was rewarded, and death was well deserved! How can it be confused with the murder of Mandu Latu? Do you want to deliberately instigate dissatisfaction among the tribesmen against me?"
Lao Biao is a man in his forties, with a goatee, thin cheeks, and sinister eyes. ""
Huo'a is a woman who was kidnapped by Ha Shiha. Lao Biao has always been unconvinced that this outsider can lead the entire tribe in place of Ha Shiha. Lao Biao's ideas are very popular in the tribe, and the main person who challenges Huo'a's position is Lao Biao.
In the past, Mandu Latu fully supported Huo'a, and there was nothing Lao Biao could do. Now that Mandu Latu was killed, he pretended to fight for Mandu Latu and took the opportunity to challenge Huo'a.
Hearing what Huo'a said, Lao Biao smiled strangely and said: "Speaking of burning the grain and grass in Arutai, I remember that Hatun once said when he ordered the attack that Arutai has more than one granary, but what about now? If it were not so
After Lord Mandu Latu burned the food and fodder in Arutai, he could have retired and returned calmly. Why did he have to be ordered to continue searching and go deep behind the enemy lines, leading to the annihilation of the entire army? Hatun, I am afraid that this matter will be difficult for you.
Take the blame!"
Huo Aqiang suppressed his anger and said: "The news is changing rapidly, and it is inevitable that the intelligence collected is true or false. This order was given by the Great Khan himself. I am only following the order of the Great Khan. If Lord Lao Biao does not obey,
, you can go directly to Princess Samur’s camp and protest to the Great Khan! If Master Lao Biao feels that killing an Urantua is not considered a blood debt, then I can hand over all my troops to you to attack Alutai.
!”
Huo'a's beautiful face was covered with frost. He sneered disdainfully and looked at Lao Biao: "Although Arutai has become a lost dog, the Ming army has intervened. Master Lao Biao, do you dare to go?"
"you……"
Lao Biao's face turned red as he was defeated. He wanted to wait for more, but Mandu Latu's younger brother Shaobu said impatiently: "Hao Ahatun, Master Lao Biao, please stop arguing! Kill me first."
Wulantuya, please sacrifice my brother’s spirit in heaven!”
Huo'a and Lao Biao each snorted coldly and said nothing.
The group of people came out of the big tent and came to the tent. The big flag hanging on the high pole in front of the tent had been lowered. The rope was tied to Xiaoying's body. In front of the flagpole, there was an incense table with incense burning on it.
When lighting the sky lanterns for the little cherry blossoms, a grand ceremony was held to offer sacrifices to Mandu Latu.
The guards lined up neatly, surrounding the high pole in the center, revealing a circular open space in the middle. Further away, many tribal warriors gathered around. Most of them were injured, some only had their arms hanging, and some were holding on.
They were armed with crutches. When they first sent out troops, their soldiers and horses were many times stronger than they are now. But now most of them have been buried in the wasteland, and most of the survivors are disabled.
After all, there are only a few people who still have a trace of pity and sympathy for Sakura. Hatred fills their chests, and most of them are filled with joy. They already know that the Ming army has intervened, and the possibility of revenge has been wiped out. Even if Ming
The army had not intervened, and the possibility of continuing the fight was slim.
Because at the beginning of the dispatch of troops, no one thought that this battle would be so difficult. First, a main force of 20,000 people was eaten up, turning the originally dominant situation into a balanced battle situation. Then the two sides always traded each other.
There is victory or defeat, and the weakening of strength is carried out simultaneously, and this balance has never been broken, so that the casualties have increased countless times compared with the estimate before the war. The latest chapter of the Temple
If they continue to fight now, even if they destroy the Tatars, they will lose all their own strength, or they will only need a few years to recover. But will the countries around Oara miss this opportunity? So they must retain some.
Since the war can no longer be fought due to the power of self-preservation, executing Ulantuya has become a means for them to deceive themselves and others, or to give an explanation to the deceased.
Huo'a Hatun glanced at Xiaoying who was tied under the pole with complicated eyes. She said nothing more. The leaders and elders of the tribe were all beside her. It was useless to say anything. Mrs. Huo'a just shouted in a deep voice.
: "Hang her up and prepare to torture her!"
The rope was held by two soldiers, and Sakura's feet were lifted off the ground inch by inch. She looked very embarrassed, her whole body was wrapped in linen, her limbs could not move, and her long hair was hanging down and stuck together with butter.
The strands were still dripping with oil drops, making her pretty face slightly faded.
There was an iron ring at the top of the high pole. When she was lifted up little by little, an iron hook behind the rope just clicked into the iron ring, and she was fixed to the flagpole.
High up, the wind was even stronger. Although her hair was sticky with oil, it was still blown up by the wind. At this time, she looked like a flying witch, but she had no wings and her whole body was sprayed.
Wrapped in oily linen. Perhaps, she looks more like a metamorphosing butterfly at this moment, with her head sticking out of her body first, while her body is still trapped in the shell...
There was a shrill cry, and several vultures circled above Sakura's head, adding a bit of a cold and sinister atmosphere.
They are waiting to peck at Sakura's body. It is impossible for the fire to refine the whole person. After the person is burned to death, the iron ropes tied to the body will still fix her body to the top of the pole, and they can
They had a full meal until their sharp beaks picked up the whole person until the bones and flesh were scattered, and finally it became an empty and white skeleton.
"stop!"
"stop!"
Xia Xun and Peng Hao galloped on horseback, running like lightning. Since they had already passed the first warning line and changed horses at this moment, they did not attract enough attention from the patrol guards at first. When they discovered something was wrong, they asked
A warning signal was sent out from behind and when they were surrounded, Xia Xun and Peng Hao broke through like flying horses and rushed to the second cordon, so that they all fell behind to catch up.
However, these police sentries were not too worried. There were only two people coming. Although they did not know where they came from, what danger could two people pose? So they were not in a hurry to chase them, and they did not kill them with bows and arrows. Yes.
These two people who attacked the camp inexplicably had a lot of curiosity in their hearts.
Xia Xun's man and horse were united, running like lightning. He saw Huo'a's camp ahead. The simple gate of the camp was clearly in sight, and the Diao Dou Watchtower was clearly visible. His hand involuntarily grasped the cold handle of the knife, but
In a moment, the cold handle of the knife became consistent with his body temperature, as if it had merged into a part of his body, connected by blood.
Over the years, he has been through life and death, and has been accustomed to seeing corpses. His heart has become as iron as iron, and his intestines as stone. However, this experience has not frozen his emotions. On the contrary, the emotions have become more intense, but he has become more accustomed to holding those emotions deeply.
Bury it deep in your heart and let it ferment quietly until it emits a strong aroma of wine.
He had not been so impulsive for many years. He once recalled some of the impulsive and reckless things he did when he was young. He thought it was just youth and frivolity and immaturity. Only now did he realize that in fact, he had not changed in all these years. He wanted to
A famous official of a generation, he wants to be the ancestor of his family, he wants to be hereditary, and build a big family fortune for his descendants. He wants to be the most qualified husband in the eyes of his woman...
He worked hard for a long time, but in the end, he was still who he was. If he hadn't already made a major decision in his heart, or he wouldn't have been able to get rid of the shackles so easily, if all these shackles were taken off, he would
He is just a passionate man who is willing to die for love and righteousness, unwilling to betray his love or justice! Of course, such a man has many shortcomings, but it feels good to be himself! It is so good to live like this!
Looking at the camp gate, the soldiers on the archery tower roared loudly, and shot several sharp arrows in front of Xia Xun's horse in an attempt to deter him. Xia Xun still moved his horse forward. "Puff, puff, puff!"
Shot into the horse's neck, the horse screamed and fell down. At the same time, Xia Xun got up on the horse, somersaulted in the air, avoided the flying arrows, and arrived in front of the camp gate.
Holding the knife in his hand, there was a "bang" sound, sawdust flew into the air, and with a thunderous strike, the entire wooden fence-like gate was smashed into pieces.
The snow inside has been swept away, but the ground is frozen solid. Every time Xia Xun's figure falls, his knees are slightly bent, and then straightened. The moment he shakes slightly, his strong figure is more than an inch off the ground, floating like a breeze.
Passing by in the sky, between the moving clouds and flowing water, it is still a few steps away from ordinary people.
Although his movements were fast, his figure was still calm, but his eyes became extremely sharp, black and bright, shining with a heart-stopping light. Fortunately, most of the people in the camp gathered around the Chinese army's tent.
After going to watch the ceremony, Xia Xun walked between tents. The guards guarding the door could no longer deal with him with bows and arrows. After hearing the news, some soldiers who came to stop him were no match for him.
Xia Xun swung his sword, lightning flashed frequently, his spear broke and people died, and he attacked the Chinese army in a bloody light.
Peng Hao caught up with him out of breath and shouted in Mongolian: "The Mingfu Principality is here. Those who don't want to suffer the disaster of massacre should abandon their weapons and make way!"
In front of the Chinese army tent, Mrs. Huo'a swung a wolf-fang arrow with a ball of oilcloth tied to the front end on the giant butter candle on the incense table. The fire suddenly lit up. She handed the arrow to Shao Bu and said in a deep voice:
"Master Shaobu, come and execute me!"
"Here comes the bow!"
Shaobu roared loudly, grabbed the hard bow from the guard who hurried forward, took the rocket, buckled the string, "squeaked" the bow like a full moon, and aimed at Sakura hanging on the head of the pole!
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