People in the Three Kingdoms: Starting from Preaching

Chapter 287 Going to Xuanxia

Screaming and wailing!
Although this was the rear tribe of the Xiongnu, Yufuluo, the leader of the Xiongnu, brought death and killing here. Of course, this killing and death were targeted at the Han people in the tribe.

After looting Chang'an, Yu Fuluo held millions of civilians hostage, and countless of them died of starvation and disease along the way. When he finally returned, only a few hundred thousand Han people were left.

If there had not been the war brought about by the Allied Forces, these Han people would have become slaves in the Xiongnu tribe, and then endured countless hardships and abuse until they died of old age.

The attack by the allied forces may have brought a change in their fate, but what first greeted them was the massacre by the Huns.

As soon as Yu Furo gave an order, all the Huns in the tribe instantly turned into wild beasts. Even the old Huns who were so hunched over that they could not straighten their backs, raised their butcher knives and chased after the Han children.

Such scenes quickly spread to every corner of the tribe, and cruel things were happening everywhere.

Under such extreme circumstances, the Han people were not even worth being slaves. They were just pigs and dogs in the eyes of the Huns. There was no psychological barrier at all to slaughter them. This was the cruelest and darkest manifestation of human nature in this era.

Under such unprovoked killing, some Han people began to resist desperately when they were sure to die. However, standing behind the Huns were Yufuluo's Hun cavalry. Even if the unarmed Han people resisted, they would inevitably fall under the swords of the Hun soldiers in the end.

The entire tribe instantly turned into purgatory. The Han people fled frantically like a swarm of ants, but the Huns were chasing them relentlessly. As time passed, a large number of Han people suffered casualties.

Cai Wenji, who was in the central tent of the tribe, was frightened when she heard the noise outside. She carefully held her nephew and looked out.

Outside the tent, there was a cruel scene of wolves hunting sheep. Men and women, old and young, no matter whether they resisted or begged for mercy, all died tragically under the pursuit of the Huns.

It was not until Cai Wenji saw a child of eight or nine years old being chopped to the ground by a Xiongnu woman who was red-eyed with anger, and then twitching and losing his voice, that she felt suffocated.

She raised her hands and covered her mouth tightly, then her eyes turned red and tears flowed. She took a few steps back in horror and dared not look again.

Cai Wenji was smart enough. When she saw the Huns slaughtering Han slaves so cruelly, she realized that the Huns must have failed on the front battlefield.

This was the last madness of the Huns before their defeat.

At this moment, her heart was broken, and every word of the Han people's wailing pierced her heart.

Along the way, she had seen too much misery for the people. Now even surviving as a slave was a luxury. The despair of this world was truly suffocating.

She didn't understand what the innocent people had done wrong to deserve such a fate.

She hated herself even more for being a weak woman who couldn't do anything
Suddenly, the door curtain was pulled open. Cai Wenji trembled all over. Then she saw the Xiongnu woman appeared at the door, covered in blood and grinning. Her heart sank to the bottom of the valley.

It turned out that when I was peeking, I was already discovered by the other party.

She felt a moment of panic in her heart, but when she saw that the Han child was no longer moving outside, her fear suddenly disappeared.

Her eyes gradually cooled, and Cai Wenji carefully put her nephew aside and took a long sword from the wooden rack beside her.

Slowly pulling out the scabbard, a cold light burst out. The hidden sword originally belonged to Liu Bao and was of excellent quality.

Gritting her teeth, Cai Wenji raised her sword and pointed it at the Xiongnu woman from a distance: "Come and see who kills whom!" Although the Xiongnu woman did not understand Cai Wenji's words, she could understand what she meant from her actions and expressions.

Both women, neither of whom were good at risking their lives, were now fighting for life and death in this big tent. One was blood-thirsty, while the other had no fear at all, and then they both rushed straight towards each other.

Two sharp roars were heard, and they swung their weapons without any skill. Cai Wenji even closed her eyes at this time.

Accompanied by a crisp tinkling sound, Cai Wenji felt her hand go empty, and then she felt the feedback of the weapon cutting through soft objects, but she also felt a sharp pain in her arm.

She took a step back in pain, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a knife broken into two pieces on the ground and a Hun woman with blood gushing from her neck.

I won.
Cai Wenji was stunned for a while, then came to her senses and gripped the sword in her hand even tighter, not even caring about the knife wound on her arm. At this time, the Huns might rush in at any time.

He stood guard at the door vigilantly with a sword in hand, but after a long time, no one came near here, and even the noise outside became much quieter.

She didn't understand the situation, so she could only continue to be silent and on guard until there was noise outside again and the voices of Han people were heard one after another. Then she looked outside in confusion.

"We are from Xuanxia, ​​and we are also Han Chinese. We are here to save you. Don't be afraid, run to us!"

Cai Wenji saw a white-robed general leading cavalry into the tribe, shouting as he ran. As they rushed in, the Huns around them scattered like birds and beasts, while the Han people gathered there as if they had been pardoned.

The huge pressure dissipated in an instant, Cai Wenji's tense nerves relaxed, and then the strength that was supported by courage also disappeared.

The pain in her arm could no longer be concealed. She gritted her teeth, walked over to the side and sat down, then slowly bandaged her wound.

Not long after, the noise outside completely calmed down, and she finally dared to walk out with her nephew in her arms. The fresh air rushed into her mouth and nose, making her feel like she was reborn.

The Han people outside gathered together. The crowd was so large that there was no end in sight. However, the pain brought by the disaster just now made most of them cry bitterly.

Cai Wenji sighed and started wandering among the crowd. She didn't know her sister's current situation and only hoped to find her as soon as possible. However, she had been searching for a long time but still hadn't seen her.

Just when her heart was slowly sinking and she began to have an ominous premonition, she saw that the white-robed general of Xuanxia had returned with his troops, and the woman on his horse was none other than her own sister Cai Zhenji!
Cai Wenji breathed a sigh of relief. She knew at a glance that her sister must have been in danger and was rescued by this general.

She was about to go forward, but before she could take a step, the general had already let Cai Zhenji off the horse and then shouted to the countless Han people in front of him.

"Now that we are here, you will be safe, but you will not be able to survive on the grassland in the future. If you are willing, you can follow us to Xuanxia."

Having said that, Zhao Yun took a long breath and shouted loudly again.

"The Han and the Liu family can't let you live a peaceful life, but I, Xuanxia, ​​and Master Xu can. As long as you follow us, you will all be Xuanxia people from now on.

Xuanxia will give you land, there will be no war, no heavy taxes, and no powerful nobles to oppress us, you can farm and work in peace."

(End of this chapter)