"Kill..." The Han army raised their long swords and slashed the fleeing Qiang man. The sharp blade instantly opened a gash of more than two feet in the opponent's back, and blood spurted out. The Han army flew up and stabbed the Qiang man with one foot.
The Qiang man suffered a wound on his back and was kicked to the ground. The Qiang man ignored the pain and raised his arms in front of his face. His eyes were full of fear and he begged loudly for mercy. The Han army sneered and swung his long sword down, slashing the Qiang man away.
Both arms, chopped in the face.
An old Qiang man had his stomach pierced, but with a cruel look on his face, he leaned over and bit the Han soldier's hand, tearing off a piece of flesh. He then pulled out the knife inserted in his body and slashed at the Han soldier, leaving a bloody ring on his head.
The knife flew from the diagonal with the sound of wind and thunder, and cut off his head. The old Qiang still had a sinister smile on his face until he died.
Although the commander issued the massacre order, the Han army hesitated slightly when they saw the beautiful Qiang girl in front of them. They were a little reluctant to take action. They didn't want the Qiang woman to be so fierce. They screamed and stabbed the Han soldiers hard with their silver hairpins.
Jun's cheek, Han Jun covered his face and screamed in pain. He was angry and hateful in his heart. He no longer cared about her, so he killed her on the spot.
The massacre ended after an hour, with raging fires rising into the sky, and the Qiang village and the Qiang people were burned to ashes.
The bodies of more than a dozen Qiang chiefs were shaking like chaff, with sweat dripping from their hair and temples in the winter. The Qiang tribe violently invaded each other, but at least some of their opponents would be left as slaves. The Han army simply wiped out their opponents.
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"You, you, you... come out," Gai Jun said, pointing to the eight people. These people were all Qiang chiefs who surrendered. Gai Jun rubbed his bones and asked, "There are also Han people in your village.
?How are they doing?"
"Spare my life..." A Qiang chief knelt down with a plop, and his head was chopped off by Pound just as he opened his mouth. With this example, the Qiang chiefs did not dare to ask for mercy again.
"Answer me, how are they doing?" Gai Jun frowned. Seeing that the Qiang chieftains did not answer, Gai Jun waved his hand impatiently. Countless Han soldiers rushed up and waved their swords. In an instant, blood spattered everywhere, and the Qiang chieftains were all injured.
Dang dodged while saying anxiously: "Luodiao Changshi, don't...Bichao and I captured more than a thousand Han people, but we did not abuse them..."
Gai Jun signaled the Han army to stop. Except for Ling Dang, only the puffy Qiang chief Bichao survived. However, he was stabbed twice and lay on the ground wheezing. He was seriously injured. This was because the Han army saw that the two of them and
Gai Jun didn't kill him for old reasons, otherwise he would have died long ago, and he wouldn't have been able to breathe.
Those Qiang chiefs south of Shegu Mountain swallowed their saliva repeatedly, thankful that they had surrendered early, reacted quickly, and took remedial measures in time, otherwise they would most likely end up like them.
The killed Qiang chieftains looked at each other in disbelief, and then looked at the Han soldiers whose eyes exuded a faint fierce light. Only more than 200 people rushed in regardless of their own strength and shot them all. The rest did not dare to move. Gai Juncong
Xianling Qiang from the Shehu and Luodiao 2nd Battalions took out more than ten team leaders, commanders and other people with official titles, and ordered them to each bring a few cronies to annex these ownerless troops.
The Han army swept across the Qiang land. The Qiang chiefs who surrendered confiscated half of their people. If they refused, they forcibly broke into the Qiang stronghold and killed them so hard that the Qiang people could no longer think of rebellion. When the fourth Qiang chieftain was broken,
The Qiang village, Xianling Wang Yeli and his die-hard Qiang chiefs finally couldn't bear it anymore and allowed the Han army to kill them. They would one day become lonely ghosts. They forced themselves to gather more than 20,000 Qiang people to find Gai Jun for a decisive battle.
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Gai Jun laughed at the fact that the other party had underestimated his own capabilities and actually came to die. At the same time, he was relieved. He was not afraid of a decisive battle. What he was afraid of was that he would ignore the wild power and escape all the way out of the Qiang land and into the grassland. Then he would really be able to escape.
There is no way to defeat the opponent. Gai Jun now has more than 25,000 cavalry under his command, among which the proportion of Xianling Qiang far exceeds that of the Han army. However, he is not worried at all about the Qiang rebelling against the enemy. If the Qiang people merge with each other, today you
It may be that his tribesmen may become someone else's subordinates tomorrow, so the tribal concept is not strong. Secondly, most of the warrior's family members are moving to the Han Dynasty. If they dare to rebel, it is not difficult to imagine what will happen to their relatives.
’s tragic end.
"Huh-huh-" The cold northwest wind blew across the earth, rolling up small whirlwinds in front of the two armies. The soldiers on both sides were sore in the nose and face by the strong wind, and their feet were like two pieces of solid ice, numb.
All his strength was concentrated on his legs and he could barely hold the horse.
Gai Jun took 8,000 Han troops as the rear army and more than 10,000 Xianling Qiang as the front army. With a wave of flags and a sudden sound of trumpets, the front army launched an attack. The Xianling Qiang galloped on their horses, shouted slogans, and killed their fellow tribesmen.
The coalition's Gai Jun's intention is very obvious, which is to use the lives of the Qiang people to consume the opponent's strength and pave the way for the Han army to defeat the opponent.
Xianling King Yeli saw Gai Jun's intention, but he thought that the Qiang people had just surrendered, and the opponent was himself, the Xianling King, who might not be willing to fight with all his strength. It shouldn't be difficult to defeat them. But the fact was that Gai Jun was given a blow.
The Junqiang people seemed to regard the coalition forces as life-and-death enemies, and they rushed and killed them desperately. For a while, they were evenly matched, even though they were nearly 10,000 fewer than their opponents.
Compared with the noisy battlefield opposite, the Han army was astonishingly quiet, with only the occasional snorting of the war horses and the puffing of hot steam.
The war was fierce and cruel. In this desolate land, the Qiang people fought for a whole hour. Their momentum was not exhausted, but became more victorious. The shouts of killing could be heard for ten miles away.
When Gai Jun saw that it was almost time, he grabbed his knife and shouted: "Brothers, it's our turn to play. After this battle, we will go home."
The spirit of the Han army was greatly boosted. Yes, as long as they defeated the enemy in front of them and captured the leader, they would be able to go home. They would go home with supreme honor and military exploits, and would be praised by hundreds of millions of people in the Han Dynasty. They would also be praised by the imperial court.
A rich reward. Thinking of this, the blood bursts and almost breaks out of the skin.
"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo-oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooolow soundsss sounds like the roar of dragons. This is the sound of a charge.
"The Han army is mighty——"
"The Han army is mighty - the Han army is mighty -" The 8,000-strong army suddenly split into two halves. Gai Jun and Gai Yin's uncle and nephew each led 4,000 cavalry and arrows and rushed to the side of the Qiang coalition army.
Gai Jun successfully reached the opponent's ribs, divided the four thousand troops into four rows, and charged one after another. The momentum was overwhelming, like a violent sea, rolling and surging one wave after another, making people involuntarily believe that nothing in the world can stop it in the slightest.
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Wearing ghost faces, black armor, soap robes, iron rods, and black knives, Yang Aruo was dressed in pitch black like ink, like a god of death returning from hell. Behind him were thousands of Zuo Fengyi cavalry with ghost faces. As the saying goes, one soldier is a raging enemy, and a group of generals are raging.
Vice versa, Zuo Feng Yiqiang bullied the weak and was afraid of the strong, and was vulnerable, but his appearance changed again in the hands of Yang Aruo. They liked the ghost mask worn by the chief officer very much, and they decided to equip it on their own. It seemed that as long as they put on the mask,
Have enough courage to face any opponent.
Twenty steps, ten steps, five steps, Yang Aruo shouted loudly, the black knife rotated, several spears were broken, the big sword of his left arm stretched out, sweeping down a large area, the mount rushed into the Qiang crowd, causing ripples in circles, thousands of
The remaining ghost-faced knights arrived one after another, and the killers entered, just like a pack of wolves following the leader of the wolf into the flock of sheep, hunting and killing them wantonly.
The Qiang people were attacked in one round and were beaten to the point of defeat. The second row of the Han army arrived again, and the third row...
Gai Jun engaged in a full-scale battle, but Gai Yin on the other side did not rush to attack. He led his army to the side, running back and forth, attacking the Qiang people. The second time, he suddenly went around behind the Qiang people and launched a fierce and violent attack.
attack. When everyone saw that the commander Gai Yin was in the battle, they all shouted loudly and risked their lives to accompany them.
Attacked from three sides, the Qiang coalition was on the verge of collapse. It disintegrated in less than two quarters of an hour and fled in a panic to the left side, the only side without Han troops. What was terrible was that they escaped less than twenty miles and were blocked by a valley. Ye Liji
The Qiang chiefs were deeply regretful. As locals, they should know the geographical advantages best, but in the panic of today's defeat, they actually committed suicide.
The Han army slaughtered them all the way and successfully blocked the entrance of the valley, turning the Qiang people into turtles in a jar.
After a successful battle, Gai Jun felt very good. He smiled brightly at Gai Yin and said, "Bo Si, did you know that there was a valley here a long time ago, so you attacked the Qiang people's back and lured them into the urn?"
"It's a mistake." Gai Yin shook his head in embarrassment.
Gai Jun joked: "Good luck is also a skill. Throughout the ages, there have been many famous generals who have had their reputations ruined because of bad luck."
Gai Yin didn't know how to answer the question, so he asked: "Uncle Xiaozu, do you want to go in?"
Gai Jun sneered and said: "We have to kill them. They have a lot of people, so we can just give them to..."
"Report to... Zhonglang, the Qiang chief captured Xianling Puppet King Yeli and please surrender..."
Gai Jun was surprised when he heard that the other party had only been in for a while, so fast that he had no time to order an attack. Xian Ling's people were really capable of doing anything to survive. This is how Mang Feng died. No, we can't let them surrender.
He was in urgent need of their tribesmen, and was about to lead his troops in at all costs, when several Qiang chiefs, who could be called Yeli's hardcore men, had already come to suppress Yeli.
Gai Jun's teeth were itching with hatred, and he glanced viciously at the Qiang chiefs who were buying their lives, and then his eyes fell on a tall man with disheveled hair and a face covered with mud, like a beggar. He was pushed down in front of Gai Jun's horse, still struggling.
non-stop.
Gai Jun raised his head slightly and asked: "Are you the Xianling Puppet King?".
"I am King Xian Ling." Yeli struggled fiercely, trying to stand up. It seemed that kneeling in front of his opponent would undermine his majesty as King Xian Ling.
"Pa"
Gai Jun waved his hand and gave him a whip, and asked with a smile: "Who do you think you are?"
Yeli was not afraid and shouted: "I am King Xianling"
"Pa"
"Who is it?"
"King Xian Ling."
"Pa..."
Ye Li received an unknown number of whips, and his head was turned into a gourd of blood. In a daze, he changed his name and claimed that he was a false king.
Gai Jun put away his whip with satisfaction and asked, "Do you know who I am?"
"The long history of falling eagles..."
"Then do you know how long I've been in Northland County?"
"Two or three years..."
"So you know?" Gai Jun smiled broadly, his eyes were cold, and the whip whizzed down, one whip, two whips, three whips... The whipping made Yeli howl and roll on the ground.
"I have served in the North for nearly two years. The soldiers I trained were defeated and killed by you. The houses I repaired were burned down by you. The refugees you gathered were captured as slaves by you. All the county officials you selected fled.
The revitalized county school has been abandoned... You single-handedly destroyed my hard work of the past two years. Do you know how angry I am? Even if you die ten times, it will not be enough."
"Skin it off, chop it in half, split it into pieces, cook it, which way do you want to die?"