Jian Sui Daye

"Hey Chucai, I want you to watch with your own eyes, see all the Khitan men being slaughtered by me, and all the women being ravaged by my subordinates, hahahaha, you bold and reckless boy, why do you Khitan fight with me? I, Kumoxi, will fight against you, and if you lose, Khitan will perish from now on, haha,"

Dahe Chucai was burning with anger, his eyes were about to burst, his scarlet eyes were about to bleed, he wanted to rush up and tear the condescending enemy with a wild and cruel smile on his face, but his feet were imprisoned In the pool of blood, he couldn't lift a trace of strength from his whole body.

Looking around, the originally peaceful and beautiful Khitan tribe is now gone. On the desolate ground, except for corpses piled up like a mountain, there are women struggling desperately and painfully, and the wriggling bodies on their bodies. Ugly Kumoxi people.

"Dahe Chucai, have you seen this? This is the fate of going against me," Ah Huidu's face was extremely distorted, hideous and terrifying like a devil, and his voice was extremely cold: "Kill, except for women, all Khitan people are not alone. Stay, hahahaha,"

"Ho...ho..."

Dahe Chucai only felt that the anger and killing intent in his heart were getting stronger and stronger. When it reached a critical point, there was a "boom" in his mind, and a huge force suddenly surged out from his tired body, causing him to break through all the obstacles in an instant. Imprisoned, Dahe Chucai roared angrily, and threw himself at Ah Huidu recklessly, scratching and biting his teeth, just like a mad beast, doing everything he could.

"Ah Hui Du, I must kill you,"

"Your Majesty, you are awake, cough cough, Your Majesty, please let go,"

Just when Dahe Chucai was holding Ah Huidu's throat tightly with both hands, his hands were suddenly held by a pair of iron-like hands, making him unable to move an inch. At the same time, the energy in Dahe Chucai's body was like a tide Passed away like that, and the scene of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood in his eyes, the scene of purgatory on earth also shattered and dissipated in an instant.

"My lord, what's the matter with you, cough cough,"

Dahe Chucai finally saw the situation in front of him clearly, Dahe Wushu's face was flushed with astonishment, he coughed a few times from time to time, and there were still some white marks on his neck.

"Wu Shu, why is it you, Ah Hui Du?" Da He Chucai asked in amazement, his voice was very hoarse and deep.

"My lord, Ah Huidu was killed by you, don't you remember?" Da He Wushu frowned, looked at Da He Chucai seriously and said.

Dahe Chucai trembled slightly, and the memories before coma finally flooded into his mind. Thinking of this war that was related to the life and death of the whole family, he grabbed Dahe Wushu's arm and asked eagerly: "Wushu, what's the result? We won or we lost," Dahe Chucai's voice couldn't help trembling at the end of the sentence, which was obviously full of panic.

Da He Wushu nodded heavily, and said loudly: "My lord, we have won, we have finally defeated the Kumoxi people." Even though the matter had passed for three days, his mood was still not calm.

"I won, I won at last," Da He Chucai seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and suddenly slumped on the bed, his face was constantly changing, he seemed to be excited, and he seemed to be in disbelief, muttering to himself As he spoke, two lines of hot tears finally fell from the corners of his eyes.

No matter for Khitan or Dahe Chucai, this victory came too late, and it was too difficult, so that Dahe Chucai lost his composure.

For decades, under Kumoxi's oppression, Khitan could only live in a corner, lingering on his last breath. From childhood to adulthood, Dahe Chucai didn't know how many times he dreamed back at midnight because of Khitan's future, and sighed for the strength of the enemy. , he finally got what he wanted and broke the shackles on Khitan's head, how can you tell him not to be excited and excited.

"Brother Chucai, you are injured, you should not be too emotional, you should lie down and rest first."

A gentle voice sounded, and Dahe Chucai followed the prestige, and saw Xing Xing, who was dressed in white, looking at him with concern.

"Brother Gao, my lord, please be respected by Dahe Chucai,"

"You are hurt, don't move, lie down quickly,"

Dahe Chucai said that he was about to stand up and salute, but he was firmly held down by his quick eyes and quick hands. At this moment, Dahe Chucai felt a sharp colic in his chest. When he looked down, the gauze on his chest was soaked in blood. I was sweating profusely.

Not daring to move anymore, Da He Chucai with a pale face lay back on the bed with the help of Da He Wushu, but his eyes were fixed on Gao Xing, and his words were extremely sincere: "Little prince, you saved Chucai again, Chucai was able to unify the Khitan. This time we were able to defeat Kumoxi because of the great help of the little prince. Your kindness is greatly congratulated to Chucai. I will never forget it in this life. But in the future, the whole Khitan family will go through fire and water and will not hesitate. ,"

Dahe Wushu and several Khitan warriors guarding the tent put their hands on their chests after hearing the words, bowed down in deep thought of happiness, and said solemnly and respectfully: "I will obey the king's order."

He waved his hands happily, and said with a smile: "Brother Chucai, you and I hit it off right away, I should have saved your life, and besides, without your Khitan war horses, how could I get those [-] elite cavalry under my command? The Khitan's victory over Kumoxi was entirely due to the hard work of the soldiers, and I did not do much to help them."

"My little prince's words are wrong." Dahe Chucai shook his head seriously, "If there is no little prince's help this time, Dahe Chucai would have become the soul of Kumoxi's sword, and I, Khitan, might have It will also fall into the hands of Kumoxi, compared with your help, those war horses are far behind."

It is true that in the battle three days ago, Gao Xing did not use the strength of the cavalry division to help Khitan kill the enemy, but Xing Xing played an absolutely important role in it.

Whether it was the longbow that caught Kumoxi by surprise or the crossbow that allowed Dahe Chucai to kill Ah Huidu, they were all happy to help, and it was also because of happy help that Dahe Chucai was able to hide five thousand ambush soldiers, and he was even more Let Xiao Ling and other people who are proficient in assassination sneak into the battlefield, firstly to save people, and secondly to kill the enemy's commander.

After all these, Dahe Chucai beheaded Ah Huidu, and the Khitan finally won the victory with difficulty.

Gao Xing smiled lightly and said: "Brother Chucai, you are not in good health, it is important to recover from your injuries. Although Ah Huidu is dead, Ku Moxi's power is still huge. It is not easy to completely recover them. You need to recover quickly." You have to be in good health,"

"Thank you, little prince," Da He Chucai nodded, then turned his gaze to Da He Wushu and said, "Wushu, how many brothers did we lose in that battle, and how is Kumoxi's recent situation?"

"Your Majesty, in the battle three days ago, we killed 8000 enemies and captured 1 enemies, but [-] people died in the battle." Da He Wushu's tone was a little heavy. Although they won, However, the loss was extremely heavy. After a pause, Dahe Wushu continued: "My lord, because Ah Huidu was killed in battle, Kumoxi's group of dragons had no leader, and the main department of Hunhe was hit hard. Jin wants to become the co-owner of the five parts, but the opinions cannot be reached, and morale is low, but it is a good opportunity for us."

"Oh," Dahe Chucai's eyes suddenly lit up, he nodded and said, "Kumoxi has a lot of people. Although Ah Huidu has made an oath, others may not agree. If we attack by force, let alone how much we will pay. It is hard to predict whether it will be successful, but now that the five divisions are split, it is really a god-sent opportunity."

Da He Wushu hurriedly asked, "What orders does your majesty have?"

Da He Chucai did not answer, turned his head to look at Gao Xing and said, "Little Prince, I wonder if you have any tricks to teach me."

Gao Xing smiled lightly and shook his head, his deep eyes were calm and unwavering, making it impossible to guess his inner thoughts; "Brother Chu Cai is both wise and brave, and he has a plan in mind, so why ask me, besides, this is a matter between your two clans, How can I, an outsider, intervene,"

Dahe Chucai's eyes moved slightly, and he couldn't help but fell silent.

Does Gao Xing really not want to interfere in the affairs of the grassland? The answer is of course no, and with Da He Chucai's mind, he naturally understands what Gao Xing is thinking. Although the two have similar temperaments, they represent different forces. It takes a lot of thinking.

I am happy to try my best to help Dahe Chucai control Khitan and defeat Kumoxi. Obviously, it is not an act of kindness. His purpose is to calm down the troubles in the north. In addition to the Turks, the troubles here naturally include Kumoxi and Khitan, and even the Northeast. Goguryeo, a land of bitter cold.

From a personal point of view, Dahe Chucai is extremely appreciative and grateful, but it is related to the success or failure of the whole clan, and he really dare not be hasty in the slightest.

The tent suddenly fell into silence, Da He Wushu vaguely guessed something, but he couldn't speak because of his identity, and the others didn't know why, so they couldn't speak.

After a while, Gao Xing took the lead to break the silence: "Brother Chu Cai, you will come to Kumoxi in the future, but you don't know how to treat them."

Da He Chucai's eyes froze for a moment, his breathing became a little heavy, his fists tightened slightly, and then slowly relaxed, his face changed drastically.

How to treat Kumoxi people?

This is not just a happy doubt, but also Da He Chucai's doubt. He really hasn't thought about this question carefully.

The feud between Ku Moxi and Khitan was as deep as sea. For the Khitan people, if one day they could turn defeat into victory, they would naturally want to kill Kumoxi, enslave him, and vent all the suffering they had suffered before.

It’s just that although this method relieves hatred, Dahe Chucai doesn’t agree very much. First of all, he is deeply influenced by the Central Plains’ cultural thoughts and cannot accept such a cruel and ruthless approach.

Happy smiled again, cupped his hands and said, "Brother Chucai, there is no rush to recover Kumoxi, you should rest well, and I won't bother you anymore,"

Da He Chucai nodded and said: "Alright, Wu Shu, send the young prince back and give orders. Everyone in the small clan treats the young prince as they treat me, and there must be no slightest contempt."

"Yes," Dahe Wushu nodded solemnly, and then happily said: "Little prince, please,"