Dressed as a widow, raising cubs, farming and building infrastructure in Ming Dynasty

Qin Liu looked in the direction of the Eight White Houses, and then at his men, who totaled less than twenty, and hesitated.

Emotionally, she felt that she should go to the Eight White Houses to support Prince Urus.

But rationally, she understood that if something happened, her few manpower would be useless and could only be used as cannon fodder.

Batu saw Qin Liu's hesitation and anxiety, and urged: "Hadun, let's go, you are Tengger's envoy, and ordinary herdsmen will not embarrass you. Just go back to Duolun." ”

Hadun, Tengger's messenger, these two words beat Qin Liu's eardrums like drums.

If she wanted to truly integrate into the grassland people, should she escape at this critical moment of confrontation between the left and right wings?

Seeing the difference in her eyes, Batu added: "Prince Urus's thousand elite guards are all outstanding sons selected from the families of the lords on the left wing. They originally wanted to make some money on the right wing.

If these people fall on the right wing, the hatred of the left wing lords towards the right wing will reach a new height!
If Dayan Khan wants to use troops against the right wing, it will be a matter of course! "

Qin Liu chewed Batu's words carefully, and an incredible idea slowly formed in his mind.

Prince Urus and these thousand elite soldiers were the cannon fodder sent by Dayan Khan deliberately.

Only when these people die on the right wing can Dayan Khan call on the left wing forces to conquer the right wing with blood hatred and realize his grand goal of unifying the Mongolian grasslands!
Qin Liu's blood was almost frozen, and he only felt a complete chill.

The relationship between father and son is not worth mentioning in the face of the struggle for power and the desire for profit!
This is the wolf nature engraved in the bones of the grassland people!
Qin Liu got on his horse without hesitation and rode away from the whirlpool.

However, after taking a few steps she stopped again.

She thought of Baers, who was both a wolf and a sheep.

She knew Baars' tenderness and his emphasis on and desire for family affection.

She is the future Hadun of Bals, the sister-in-law of Prince Uros. She is the messenger of Tengger, the messenger who brings hope and happiness to the grassland people!
Disaster is just around the corner. Can she escape?

"Life is a hero, and death is a ghost.

So far, I miss Xiang Yu and refuse to cross Jiangdong. "

This poem by Li Qingzhao suddenly came to mind.

Zhao Saner's ragged appearance suddenly appeared in front of him.

Qin Liu finally made up his mind.

"Ulegi, Batu, you go to the Eighth White House to investigate the situation and report back in time.

Others, follow me and go to the vicinity of the Eight White Houses before taking action based on the situation! "

The ten guards brought from Duolun immediately obeyed the order, but the people sent by Fire Sieve were hesitant.

Qin Liu ignored them and continued to ride towards the Eight White Houses.The people from Fire Screen followed sparsely.

They even cursed the Han woman for her stupidity in Mongolian.When men fight, why do women join in the fight?
Does she think she is the Queen of Manduhai? !
Halfway through, there was a loud rumbling sound like earth shattering coming from the direction of Baguang Palace!

Qin Liu felt like his breathing stopped for a beat.The horse Black Whirlwind beneath him raised his hoof and neighed, stopping in his tracks.

The other people's horses were also frightened and stopped in their tracks.

Qin Liu was so flustered.

She has seen this kind of battle in modern war movies and TV series - this kind of terrifying sound is the power of cannon!

The red cannon that Bals once mentioned already exists on the grassland? !

Another loud noise struck, and Qin Liu was shocked to the point where his blood surged and his ears rang.

The shells this time were obviously much closer to them!

Qin Liu saw a group of people fleeing in panic on horseback in the distance, including Grand Master Yibula and his followers.

Qin Liu thought: Everyone in the Eight White Houses has dispersed?
I wonder how Urus and the others are doing?

Qin Liu would not be stupid enough to rush into the cannon range at this time. She led everyone back more than ten miles to wait for the development of the situation.However, the third loud bang that I had been waiting for did not happen again.

Qin Liu saw that some of the fleeing Mongolians turned back to the direction of Baguang Palace, so he plucked up the courage to go forward.

At this time, the only people following her were ten guards from Duolun.

The people sent by Fire Sieve were no longer willing to follow her to die.

Qin Liu could understand them, but felt a little guilty for the ten guards who came with Duolun.

She doesn't have much to give them, and it's really not easy for these people to follow her up the mountain of swords and into the sea of ​​fire with loyalty and perseverance.

Outside the gate of the Eighth White House is already the Shura Field.

The two huge pits were still filled with mist, and it was obvious that the two cannon fires had hit these two places.

There was the dying cry of horses in the pit.There were weapons scattered around the pit, broken pieces of clothing, hats, clothed hands, and feet without shoes.

The blood dyed the dirty snow crimson.

The snow was filled with corpses in different costumes, some had spears stuck in their chests, and some were not quite dead yet, moaning one after another.

A soldier in full armor fell to the ground on his back, his big eyes staring blankly at the sky. He had already lost his breath, and the white snow under him was red.

His throat had been slit.

Qin Liu was so stimulated by the corpses and severed limbs on the ground that he wanted to vomit.

She didn't dare to stay longer and led people to rush into the gate of the Eight White Houses.

At this moment, he no longer cares about the ban on women entering the Eighth White House.

There was already a river of blood inside the gate of the Eight White Houses.

The weather was so cold that the blood was frozen into ice, as if the ground was covered with a red carpet.

Qin Liu looked at the soldiers in full armor one by one, hoping to find out whether there was an Urus among them.

It wasn't until he reached a white palace tent in the deepest part that Qin Liu heard voices.

The young man cried with pain and regret: "Urus, I'm sorry, I'm late!"

Qin Liu was overjoyed - this was Baars' voice!
He is still alive!

Qin Liu hurried into the palace tent.

There were only a few half-grown children inside who exuded murderous aura.The palace tent floor was covered with corpses, and Bals was squatting on the ground, holding a general in full armor—Urus, who had a pale complexion and black lips.

Urus glanced weakly at Qin Liu, who was full of eagerness, and smiled enviously: "I really envy you, for having a woman who loves you so much..."

Bals burst into tears, his chin touching Ulus's forehead, his voice was sad and exciting: "Urus! You have to hold on, and when you get better, you can find a good woman who loves you, you will be able to do it!"

"It's useless. You will be next, take care...take care..."

Urus slowly closed his eyes.

Qin Liu found a large pool of blood under Ulus. One of his arms was missing, and blood was pouring from the wound.

Bals used his clothes to press hard on Urus's wound, but it was of no use - Urus had lost too much blood and was poisoned, and his life was passing away at a rapid rate.

Bars burst into tears.

Qin Liu felt sour.

Children who lack love will value family affection more.

Even though Urus once let him go and put him in danger, he generously forgave him and continued to treat him with brotherly love.