A rebellious minister forced me to be a foolish king

Chapter 12 Her Name Engraved on the Prisoner of War

When the wind was flying fast, the situation of the battle was quickly reversed. Originally, the soldiers approached the city with an imposing manner, and they hadn't slapped a little red face for a long time. Now there are a large number of red-eyed female thugs. The army ran.

He was stopped by Zhou Jun's vanguard officer again.

Yuan Wuyou was sitting high on the horse, watching the female soldiers enter and break the formation, the powerful Dangxiang bow was strung everywhere, and the rain of arrows wove a net, chasing after the male Qiang as if they had eyes.

The rain of arrows can be heard endlessly, and the chorus of war drums is singing together.Originally quite a few colorful sheep's head flags with Qiang totems painted on them also fell one after another at this moment, leaving only a few sporadic ones fluttering back.

This is the situation, and Zhou Jun, who is provoking trouble behind, dares to shout in Chinese:

"As long as you hand over Mrs. Huaxu and the Jade Tiger Talisman in her hand, the others will be spared."

Yuan Wuyou wondered if he was crazy?Dare to shout like that?And who told them that she had the Tiger Talisman in her hand?

When a person becomes an interest that is contested by everyone, her life no longer belongs to her.

She trembled in fear, and then realized that the man was speaking Chinese, and she couldn't understand the language of the female soldiers beside her.

But there are indeed some masters in the Zhou army, who actually use the art of attacking the heart and choking the emperor's commander!

Thinking of this, Yuan Wuyou still snatched a Qiang horse, patted the horse and galloped away to the shouting Zhou army leader.

The vanguard officer of Northern Zhou was wondering why no one responded?Suddenly hearing the commotion around him, he raised his head again, and a red-faced young general in black armor came to meet him, with blood pouring into his pupils, he shouted loudly:
"Tyrant! Your wife is here to capture you!"

……

It didn't rain at all.

Only when the battle situation is about to break out, the dark clouds overwhelm the city, and when the situation is completely won, it dissipates, and the hot sun is very refreshing.

The reinforcement Qilu Dahan originally wanted to provide support, but the group of women in the city went crazy and rushed to fight for Khan.

Others stopped in front of his brothers and asked the empress in broken Chinese: "Are these men your captives? If not, we will take them."

The brothers were dumbfounded, and they dared not speak out without the leader's order. The little empress quickly scolded:

"Stop messing around! Here are the lone reinforcements."

The big man Qilu guessed how she encouraged the recruits.

Definitely Fafu Lang.

Sure enough, he went into the city and looked at the wall, and posted a three-foot notice, covering it with several languages, but he could understand Chinese, and wrote:
[Wei Guo told:

Every woman is responsible for the survival of the country, so the Huaxu couple, old and young, all the people are soldiers.That is to say, the gates of the city are closed, martial law is imposed to catch and work carefully, and outsiders join the army to enjoy the same rewards as Huaxu citizens.

Remuneration for the whole army: those who climbed the flag first were recorded in the county annals, those who participated in the battle were engraved on the stele of the ancestral temple, the prisoners and the things captured in the battle belonged to the individual, and those with outstanding military exploits were given the surname of Feng and the ruler of the country, and entered the history books.Those who enroll in the army are the same as the military system of the first emperor's mansion. They joined the army to defend the country during the war, and returned to the standard after the war, farming the fields and raising the mines. ]
It was already afternoon when Yuan Wuyou returned to the city with great victory.

After clearing up the battle situation and registering the roster, she discovered that the most aggressive and most military-literate, the self-proclaimed King of Qin "Feng Zujun", the youngest 55, was really a group of old, weak, sick and disabled female soldiers.

"What a good soldier!" Yuan Wuyou sighed.

Her mother's Fengzu army is the backbone of the Huaxu clan and the inheritors of the Feng surname. They are not the kind of killers whose lives are tied to their waists, but warriors who can be called the most important weapons of the country. , only one of them can rush back to restore the country to the plains; together, the three will form a crowd, and there will be no disadvantages.

If there is no leader among the dragons, then there will always be someone who can withstand the collapse of the sky, who is really risking his life to charge ahead, not to be behind.

And when the leader appeared, they were really willing to wave their flags and drums, without any complaints, and enjoyed the protection of the leader with all sincerity, and they devoted themselves to protecting the leader with all their hearts.

The wind kills all.

At that time, as soon as I entered the city gate, there was a brand-new blue stone monument standing in the center of the field of vision. The young female emperor in rhinoceros armor was surrounded by the crowd, and the female soldiers of all tribes shouted loudly: "The wind has dawned! The wind has dawned!— —Willing to go through fire and water for Khan! To die for Feng Zhixiao without regret!"

After a while of swearing in allegiance, the female Khan was busy with business.

Yuan Wuyou held a brush in her hand, and was listening to the voices of self-reporting her name, and then she wrote the name of the war on the monument.There are people from the Western Regions who speak Zanda, as well as people from various tribes such as Qiang and Tibetan, all using Chinese characters.

Only the first row to capture the flag is left empty.Wuyou thought of the fried hair that passed by in a flash, and hoped that he was wrong.

The old city lord watched the little princess being supported by others, and was called "Your Majesty" one by one before she took the throne, and even foreigners called her "Khan".

I am very pleased.

Silly roe deer brought back a lonely Qilu man with reinforcements, looked at the scene in front of him with emotion,
"Look at the future Khan of our empress. She is indeed the only heir of the empress of the Western Wei Dynasty. It's a pity that her stepfather is narrow-minded. The unfilial daughter in his eyes turned the tide and stabilized the situation. If this is my daughter, she will beat me up. We You have to praise your daughter for being both civil and military."

At this point, she nodded and said, "As her elder, I'm going to tear up the family tree and write the first page from her."

The big Qilu man let out a laugh from his helmet, perhaps sensing something, the little Khan turned his head and broke free from the crowd.

A yaksha-like face commanded a few, and the burly girl with a navy blue bundle came over and said to bring him military rations and let him go back early.

He raised his dragon-scale wristband, interlocked his long and pointed fingers, and punched.I sincerely praise that the heroine has the legacy of Han Wu and revives her ambition.

Then he leaned in front of her and lowered his voice, "Why didn't you say it was the Scarlet Heaven Sword? I have already sent people to trap them outside the city, saying that I will send the leader to present the Fengjian."

But Yuan Wuyou looked at the wall beside her, and found that he was a full head taller than her!She is proud of her spring breeze, this Qilu big man is taller than a fart!
At this moment, a group of female soldiers who participated in the battle brought the Qiang prisoners and asked what to do with them.According to the rules, it is naturally given to the captives, but whether these living people belong to the materials captured in battle depends on Hua Xu Khan, who is the most respectful of rules and etiquette.

"They, the Eastern Qiang and the Eastern Hu, made such arrangements for female prisoners of war, and we also did the same for the countries of the Western Regions."

Yuan Wuyou was supposed to come according to the rules, but a group of men who hadn't left standing beside him were watching with wide-eyed eyes.She has to be serious:

"Whoever is willing to write my name, Feng Zhixiao, can be sent back to the enemy army, and the ink can be washed off with water. Those who don't want to write my name, but are willing to go with the wealthy sisters, can handle it themselves."

Because tattooing is Rong Di's common hobby, she can wipe it off with ink. Writing the name of the young master of the country is surrender, and writing the name of the captive is the humiliating brand of slaves.

As a result, most of the Qiang soldiers had Feng Zhixiao's Chinese characters written all over their bodies. It was the only joy for the captives to write it by hand. They even wrote it on the grass.

There is also a part that is not written, not because they have backbone, but because they are attracted to the rich and wealthy wife in the desert who owns mines.

Even so, this approach is considered satisfactory.

The reinforcements didn't want to see the painting on their body, so they pulled the little empress aside, and the next moment, they ordered a group of people to kneel down to her.

(End of this chapter)