Guo Jia, the ghost of the strongest military division

Chapter 888 Xu Bugu's Last Speech

On the high hill outside the city!
The Huns were a little downcast.

They are really sad.

Before this battle was fought, they were brutally tortured by the Tang River three times. They lost nearly 2 people without even catching a single hair of the enemy.

If the first two times were careless and fell into the tricks of the Han people, then today's time is really inexplicable.

The black water is surging, sweeping all over the world!

In the face of the power of nature, is manpower too small after all?

Thousands of people were swept away by the torrent in the blink of an eye.

Where have the people on the grassland seen such a situation?

The Huns were discouraged and retreated!

Han people are blessed by gods.

Many people have complained about their king, why don't they stay in the good grassland, and insist on coming here to be abused?
It's almost autumn now.

It is the time when the pasture on the grassland is the most fat. After eating the pasture in autumn, the cattle and sheep can grow fat in autumn, and the cattle and sheep can survive the severe cold in winter when they grow fat.

The soldiers lay on their saddles, thinking about their own affairs.

The tent at home should be repaired, otherwise it will leak in rainy days.

Clean cow and sheep dung should also be collected, otherwise there will be nothing to burn in winter.

There are many, many things on the grassland, why do they have to be here, enduring the continuous rainy weather, eating hard grains, attacking this damn city, and always beware of surging floods.

They have had enough of this kind of life.

"I want to go back. My cattle and sheep should be let out. After the rainy season, there are fat pastures everywhere."

"I want to go back. The woman at home is pregnant, and it's time to give birth now. If it's a boy, I'll choose a pony for him and make a bow. If it's a girl, I'll give it to her. To milk the cows and cut the wool for skins."

"I want to go back. The baby at home has grown up, and it's time to marry a wife. It's a festive event to carry on the family."

Everyone spoke to each other, and began to talk about homework.

"I'm going back too, because I don't want to die here."

Someone said it again.

As soon as these words came out, everyone fell silent immediately.

Because he spoke everyone's heart.

They really don't want to die here.

It's just that this person said it more directly.

Seeing that everyone was silent, that person spoke again.

"I'm not a coward. I fought with the king at the age of 15. In that year, I personally shot and killed fifteen aliens. During the ten years of fighting in the South and the North, I have always been in front of the heavy load and never retreated."

He tore off his leather robe violently, revealing his muscular upper body.

His body was covered with bruises, the most serious being a half-moon-shaped scar extending from his neck to his waist.

"This is the first battle. I hit five arrows. I dug out the arrows myself."

"I was shot by a tribal leader. His arrowhead was poisonous. I was in a coma for three days before waking up. In the end, only a black scar was left. Every cloudy day would cause unbearable pain."

"It was cut with a machete. I had already been disemboweled at that time. My companions thought I would not survive and planned to bury me on the spot, but I survived in the end."

The man muttered to himself, as if he was talking about his past, and he seemed to want everyone to tell him that he was not greedy for life or afraid of death.

"I'm not afraid of death!"

He continued: "I have died many times, and every time I brushed shoulders with death. But I don't want to die, especially I don't want to die in such a meaningless sacrifice."

He suddenly growled.

"I am a warrior of the Huns. If I want to die, I will die on the battlefield, under the enemy's sword and gun, not in these dirty rivers. If I want to die, I will die on the grassland, buried in the soil, instead of being washed away by the river. fish."

After hearing this person's self-report, everyone fell silent.

This person is talking about himself, so why not them.

They also don't want to die from such a senseless loss.

They will die on the battlefield like warriors.

We are going home!
Thousands of people started to roar, and gradually the entire camp was infected, like a pack of wolves howling at the moon, one after another, shaking the sky.

What's going on, what's going on?

The roar of the soldiers caught the attention of the Hun generals.

They immediately brought their men to check.

In ancient times, camp screaming was a very scary thing.

Soldiers will accumulate a lot of grievances during the war. As the war continues, they will vent their grievances while accumulating grievances in the war.

These grievances will become their motivation.

But once this kind of resentment cannot be vented, it will form a huge threat, and even backfire on itself.

This is Yingxiao!
In the history of the Huns, there have been several tragic battalions.

Ying Xiao is full of destructive power, and these high-level people are often the first to die.

Because the soldiers' grievances cannot be vented on their opponents, they will be transferred to their leaders.

When Xu Bugu saw everyone's eyes, he immediately knew something was wrong.

Because usually these soldiers would have a look of awe when they saw him, but now the awe in the eyes of everyone is no longer there, and it is replaced by a kind of violence.

Just like dry firewood, a spark can ignite a prairie fire.

"Warriors of the Huns!"

Xu Bugu suddenly shouted, "Are you afraid of death?"

Don't be afraid!
The crowd shook their heads.

They wouldn't have come if they were afraid of death!
"Are the Han people's bows and arrows more accurate than yours?"

"Are the Han Chinese better at riding than you?"

"Are the Han people stronger than your will?"

Xu Bugu said loudly: "No! They are not as accurate as your bows and arrows, and their riding skills are not as good as yours, and their will is not as strong as our grassland warriors."

After a few words, the commotion among the crowd calmed down a bit.

It has to be said that Xu Bugu is a good lobbyist, and with a few words, he suppressed the violence that was about to erupt from his soldiers.

"The reason why we failed was because of the cunning of the Han people and the violence of the Han people. Regardless of the life and death of the compatriots downstream, they dug up and released water, and the water flooded the downstream. Tigers do not eat their offspring, and wolves do not eat their own kind. But the Han people After doing so, they can even attack their own compatriots in order to win. Do you think this kind of people are worthy of the prosperous plains in their lives, and are they worthy of enjoying such rich resources?"

Xu Bugu shouted again.

Not worthy!

Everyone suddenly felt aggrieved, and their hearts were filled with anger.

very good!

Xu Bugu pulled out his scimitar and said, "In the name of King Youxian of the Xiongnu, I challenge these inferior peoples. They are not worthy of living in the Huahua River and Mountains of the Central Plains. They belong to our Hun warriors. Only us Only the bravest Hun warriors are eligible to live here."

Roar!
The Xiongnu soldiers roared in unison, and these words said that they were heartbroken.

They are the masters of it all.

just now!

Xu Bugu raised his knife and pointed at the city in the water.

"Let's break through here and kill them all!"

(End of this chapter)