It's foggy, but it's not big. The thin mist floats around the grassland like a veil, giving people a dream-like feeling. Insects chirp in the grass and birds sing in the forest. Everything seems beautiful.
Extraordinary harmony and tranquility. There is no doubt that the morning on the plateau is extremely beautiful and intoxicating. However, Liu Ziming, who was hiding behind a bush on the top of the hill, obviously had no intention of admiring this beautiful scenery. His eyes were alert.
Looking around, his hand was always on the handle of the knife, with his whole body slightly arched, maintaining a posture where he could draw the knife out of its sheath at any time.
"Susu..."
Just when Liu Ziming was tensed up, a soft sound of his clothes rubbing against the tip of the grass suddenly sounded not far away. Liu Ziming, who was extremely alert, quickly turned over and raised his hand. The knife was out of its sheath and he was crouching.
On the ground, it was like a cheetah about to burst out and bite people.
"Gu, Gu Gu Gu..."
Before Liu Ziming could burst out, a short and three long bird song came from the mist. Immediately, a man in Qiang costumes jumped out of the mist with his waist crotched, and in a few steps he jumped onto Liu Ziming's body.
In front of the camp, he lowered his voice and reported: "Brother Ming, we have found out clearly. Three miles ahead is the camp of the Maji tribe. There are many people. Looking at the posture, there should be 5,000 people."
"Um."
Liu Ziming's face twitched, and he made a muffled sound. He didn't say anything, but turned his head and looked at the direction of the Ma Ci tribe's camp. Although he couldn't see anything due to the obstruction of the fog.
, but there was still a trace of pity and sympathy in his eyes.
"Brother Ming, it's time to go, His Highness is still waiting."
The Tang military sentry who came to report saw that Liu Ziming had not responded for a while, and couldn't help but become a little anxious, so he reminded him softly.
"Um."
Liu Ziming still didn't say anything, and still snorted, but this time he didn't delay any more. He stood up reluctantly, and finally looked at the location of the Maji tribe's camp, and then lowered his head.
I walked towards the foot of the mountain. After a while, the sound of horse hooves sounded muffled in the mist...
The sun rises late in late autumn, the hour has passed, and the autumn has just poked its head on the horizon. Wisps of golden light swept through the morning fog like sharp swords. Almost in an instant, the world was transformed.
It is already clear and bright, standing high
The tall figure of Zhou Wang Li Xian on the post certainly looked a bit more burly in this Qingming Festival. Liu Ziming and others who came on horseback could see clearly from a distance, so they did not dare to be negligent and accelerated one after another.
rushed to high
At the post, everyone rolled their saddles and dismounted.
"Your Highness, we have discovered the Maqi Tribe camp with about five thousand people. It is five miles ahead. Your Highness, please inform us."
Liu Ziming took a few strides and rushed to Li Xian. He kneeled on the ground and reported loudly.
"Okay, here's the order from Gu, and the whole army will attack!"
Li Xian nodded resolutely, waved his hand, and loudly issued the order to attack. The messengers who were waiting by his side rushed down the hill from the other side on horseback.
I went to the camp to deliver the general order without mentioning it.
"Your Highness..."
After the messengers left, Liu Ziming's cheeks twitched a few times, then he gritted his teeth and bravely called out, as if he wanted to speak, but when the words came to his mouth, he suddenly lost his courage, and his dark face was filled with an embarrassing blush.
, I was so suffocated that even the roots of my ears were red as if they were about to bleed.
"Um?"
Li Xian glanced at Liu Ziming suspiciously, frowned slightly, and made a slight sound with a hint of dissatisfaction.
"Your Highness, I am willing to fight for you in all directions, but only those tribes..."
Seeing the displeasure on Li Xian's face, Liu Ziming immediately panicked and fell to his knees, hissing and narrating.
The sequelae finally came! Liu Ziming spoke vaguely, but Li Xian understood what was going on as soon as he heard it - eight battles were fought in five days. Except for the first two battles, which defeated the Tibetan army head-on,
The remaining six battles were all about encircling and suppressing the various tribes of Tubo. Anyone who dared to resist would be killed wherever they passed. Even those who surrendered did not fare well. All the young and strong were killed, and the tribe's cattle and sheep could be taken away.
All the people who could not be taken away were taken away, and those who could not be taken away were killed on the spot, leaving only some helpless women, children, old and young to the tribes that were surrounded and suppressed. What they did was just like locusts passing through the border. It was really cruel. At first, they were even more cruel.
Okay, but after more battles were fought, the army began to complain more and more. It was just because of Li Xian's status that no one dared to mention it to his face, but the negative emotions during the battle became more and more intense.
Young and old.
"Does Ziming think this king is cruel and unkind?"
Although Li Xian understood that Liu Ziming wanted to say something serious, he did not get angry because of it. He just frowned slightly and asked calmly.
"Your Highness, I don't dare. It's just that the people are innocent and it is unlucky to kill indiscriminately. I would like to ask Your Highness to think twice."
Upon hearing Li Xian's question, Liu Ziming's expression immediately changed. He turned pale, kowtowed, and uttered words of admonishment.
"Well, do you think so too?"
Li Xian nodded and did not refute Liu Ziming's lies. Instead, he glanced at the other sentinels and asked calmly.
"Your Highness, we don't dare. Liu Duizheng had a kind heart and bumped into His Highness. I beg Your Highness to remember his loyalty and spare Liu Duizheng's fate."
Although Liu Ziming had not been in the army for a long time, he was a kind and upright person. He always loved his opponents and won the hearts of all the soldiers. At this moment, seeing Li Xian's face turned cold, everyone was afraid that Li Xian would punish him, so they all knelt on the ground and started shouting.
Liu Ziming's cheeks softened as he spoke.
"You all, please get up. When this battle is over, I will give you an explanation. Go!"
Although everyone said they didn't dare, the flashing eyes clearly showed that they were extremely disapproving of Li Xian's desperate measures. They just didn't dare to say it clearly. How could Li Xian not be able to see that Li Xian was such a shrewd person, but Li Xian did not
He didn't care and didn't explain much. He just waved his hands with a calm face and gave instructions. He didn't care about everyone's reaction and strode down the mountain.
He stood on his post, got on the back of his horse, kicked the horse in the belly, and then rushed towards the formation of his own army...
As soon as the sky dawned, the originally lifeless Mathorn tribe gradually came to life. Groups of children were running around playfully in the camp. Most of the women were busy milking the cows and sheep, but the young and strong people were busy milking the cows and sheep.
Instead of driving cattle and sheep to graze as usual, they were hurriedly packing up various household belongings, as if they were busy preparing for migration. Autumn is the season when cattle, sheep and horses gain weight and prepare for winter, so it is not suitable for migration.
Otherwise, it will inevitably affect the growth of livestock. I am afraid that the losses this winter will be huge. But there is no way to go. Just because there are rumors circulating in the nearby grasslands these days that the Tang army went on a killing spree.
For safety reasons, the Mathorn tribe had to make plans in advance.
"Woooooooo..."
The movements of the Numb Tribe cannot be said to be deft, but they are all in vain. Before everyone in the tribe could finish their preparations, they suddenly heard a shrill horn sound, and then the ground began to tremble slightly, and soon everything was visible inside and outside.
Countless Tang Army cavalry surged out from a low ridge, with flaming red battle flags and sharp blades intertwining into a scene of hellish killing. Before the troops and horses arrived, murderous intent was already rising into the sky.
It's in chaos, it's all in chaos. Although the Maji tribe is the largest Qiang tribe in the area, with two thousand capable warriors, facing the well-equipped Tang army's elite cavalry, they are nothing more than chickens and dogs.
Even though some warriors who dared to fight desperately rushed out of the camp and tried to block the Tang army's charge, they were submerged in the tidal Tang army formation in an instant. Not even a wave was stirred up, it was just a charge.
That's it, the Ma Ci tribe camp has been defeated by the Tang army. Those who dared to resist were all killed by random swords. Except for some who escaped quickly, all the tribes fell into the hands of the Tang army, including Liantou Renwu.
Heti also failed to escape. After the war, he was escorted by several ferocious Tang army infantry and sent to Li Xian.
"Kneel down!"
The Ma Si tribe stood on the opposite side of the Tang army in the battle of Dafeichuan. The Tang army soldiers were not polite to their leader. Before Wu Huti could make any move, a Tang army captain
He scolded angrily, raised his foot and kicked Wu Huti in the crook of the foot, knocking him down like a dead dog in front of Li Xian's horse.
"Master of the Heavenly Dynasty, have mercy on me. Master of the Heavenly Dynasty, have mercy on my life."
Wu Heti has heard many rumors of bloody killings by the Tang army these days. His courage has long been frightened when this incident fell into the hands of the Tang army. No matter how shameless the leader is, he lies on the ground and trembles with his voice.
The local dialect wailed.
"Bring it up!"
Li Xian didn't understand Wu Heti's dialect and didn't bother to listen. He didn't even look at him. He just waved his hand and shouted in a cold voice. As soon as he said this, Li He personally led the way.
A small group of Tang officers and soldiers helped more than 20 ragged men come out from behind the military formation.
The group of men who were brought out were all sallow-looking and thin, with disheveled hair and beggar-like faces. They all looked like ghosts. Their bodies exuded a pungent stench, which made people hold their noses even from a long distance away. Everyone present
The officers and soldiers of the Tang Dynasty didn't know what Li Xian's purpose was in calling out a group of beggars, and they couldn't help but be dumbfounded. But what surprised the soldiers even more was that Li Xian actually got off his horse and went to greet the beggars himself.
, and for a while the whole place was in a commotion.
"Little Wang Li Xian, you are a step too late and have made you feel wronged."
Li Xian ignored the uproar of the troops, strode up to the group of "beggars", bowed deeply and saluted apologetically.
"Your Highness, Your Highness..."
As soon as Li Xian made this move, the eyes of the originally dull-looking men soon filled with tears, and they all fell to the ground in confusion, crying loudly.
"My lords, don't do this. Now that I have arrived, you are free. Who is willing to tell the troops what happened in the future? Don't be afraid. I will make the decision for you." Looking at the people who were crying,
There were tears flashing in Li Xian's eyes, and his heart was full of unbearable feelings - it was undoubtedly an extremely cruel thing to let people tell the unbearable past in public, but for the sake of a big plan, Li Xian was still cruel and asked.
One sentence.
"Someone is coming."
As soon as Li Xian finished speaking, a tall and thin man suddenly stood up, wiped away the tears on his face, and said to Li Xianyi: "Your Highness Mingjian, Lin Chengbin is a cavalry officer under the command of General Xue.
, Dafichuan fell to the enemy in the first battle, and I knew that I would not be able to escape the death penalty, but I just felt a blockage in my heart. I would like to thank Your Highness for giving Lin this opportunity."
"please!"
Li Xian didn't say anything more, he just waved his hand and signaled Lin Chengbin to help himself.
"Brothers, I am also a member of the army. However, Da Feichuan was seriously injured and captured in the battle. I was ashamed to face the court. He should have died early. It is enough to see him again. However, Lin still has
There are many words that tell me that if you fight, you can die, but you must not fall into the hands of thieves. If not, Lin is an example. Take a look, take a good look at it. You are a slave. Do you know what a slave is?
Take a look, there are more than a hundred brothers, it’s only been more than a month, and there are only twenty people left who are neither humans nor ghosts. What we are waiting to eat is..."
Lin Chengbin had obviously read a lot of books and was very eloquent. He spoke with great emotion and emotion. His tragic experience made all the soldiers shed tears. For a time, the whole place was filled with sobs. I don't know how many people shed tears.
Even the coach Li Xian was in tears.
"All the troops have heard it. This is a deadly battle between two ethnic groups. If we are defeated, not only will we suffer the sufferings of Lin Qicao and others, but also our homeland and relatives will not be able to escape Chief Hu.
The humiliation, do you know that during the Southern and Northern Dynasties, China was weak and the Han people in the north were completely defeated by their enemies, with tens of thousands of people dead? Is it possible that we would allow such a tragedy to happen again?" As soon as Lin Chengbin finished speaking, Li Xian jumped up.
He got off his horse, looked around at the officers and soldiers, and shouted loudly.
"Can't, can't, can't!"
The emotions of the officers and soldiers of the Tang Dynasty had already been ignited at this time, and their hatred of the same enemy was aroused. As soon as they heard Li Xian's question, they all shouted in unison.
"Very good, we can't let this tragedy happen again. How should we deal with this? Answer Gu!"
Li Xian nodded solemnly, and then asked another question.
"Blood for blood, tooth for tooth, kill, kill, kill!"
As soon as Li Xian's question came out, the royal guards among the thousands of officers and soldiers who had already received Li Xian's advance instructions immediately started shouting loudly. Soon, the entire army also roared and issued the bloodiest oath.
"Very good, I'll wait and see!" Li Xian's purpose of performing such a scene was to unify the thoughts of the entire army. Now that the goal has been achieved, he stopped talking nonsense and raised his hand to draw the horizontal knife from his waist.
He came out, threw it away, and the long knife drew an arc in the air, and then was inserted straight in front of Lin Chengbin.
"Thank you, Your Highness, I can die!"
When Lin Chengbin saw Li Xian throwing the knife at him, he mistakenly thought that Li Xian wanted him to commit suicide. His face instantly turned pale, but without much hesitation, he held the knife in his hand and planned to wipe it from his neck.
"Wait a minute, have you died alone? I didn't atone for your sins on the battlefield. How can I just die? Go, kill the thief chief, change your clothes, and follow me!" Li Xian had no intention of letting Lin Chengbin do it.
He just died like this, so he scolded him. Although his tone was harsh, there was an appreciation inside.
"Thank you, Your Highness!"
Lin Chengbin obviously understood Li Xian's words, and his spirits instantly rose. After responding respectfully, he held the knife in his hand and walked to Wuhuti who was kneeling on the ground with murderous intent.
"Don't kill me, don't, ah..."
Although Wu Huti didn't understand what Tang Jun was talking about, he knew that Lin Chengbin had bad intentions. He was immediately frightened to the point of urinating and wailing for mercy. However, Lin Chengbin had been tortured miserably by the Maji tribe these days.
, how could he let Wu Huti go, the culprit? He picked up the knife and cut Wu Huti into two pieces at the waist.
With blood splattering everywhere, Wuhuti's dying cry echoed and rippled sadly on the grassland...