Will Ming

Withered grass, yellow sand, setting sun.

The bloody corpses spread a thick layer on the grassland that could not be seen at a glance, not only human corpses, but also war horses.Broken leather armor, broken scimitar, broken battle flag, the air is filled with a disgusting stench, which will not disappear for a long time after getting into the nose.This smell is indescribable, and people who have not been on the battlefield cannot understand the disgust of this smell from the text description.

The war has been over for more than an hour, but everyone's mind seems to be echoing with the cry of killing.The appearance of the enemy, the scimitar wielding, the neighing of the war horse, these images kept flashing in my mind.

There has never been a shortage of wars on the grasslands, and there are killings almost every day on this fertile land.There is no doubt that the brutality of today's fight can be written into the history books of the prairie people, leaving the strongest stroke.Nearly 50 troops from both sides killed the sky and the earth in darkness on this large grassland. It seemed that more people died than survived.

After the war ended, the soldiers who survived by chance fell to the ground and gasped for breath.They greedily breathed the cold air, as if they were afraid that they would never have the chance to enjoy the air tomorrow.Even if the smell in the air is uncomfortable, they are greedy like zombies who haven't breathed in a long time.

After the war is over, the one who is qualified to sit on the battlefield and breathe must be the winner.

And the loser will either be slaughtered to death, or flee far away.

After spitting out the blood foam in his mouth, Liu Hongji looked down at the deep bone wound on his shoulder.The knife was powerful and heavy, directly splitting his shoulder armor.A large piece of flesh on the shoulder was cut off, and blood flowed down the broken armor like a stream.Until this time, Liu Hongji felt a deep fear.If he hadn't dodged in time, the knife would have cut his throat.

His personal soldiers found the medicine for the wound, tore off his skirt and bandaged it.

Sitting down on the grassy slope, looking at the battlefield under the setting sun, Liu Hongji took a deep breath, feeling an urge to shout out loud.

He suddenly discovered that the dusk on the grassland was so beautiful.

Bloody beauty.

The setting sun was like blood, connecting with the blood on the grassland.

This one wins.

When the Turkic people were almost driven to a dead end, when they saw that the ruler of the grassland was about to be replaced by the Tiele people, eight thousand tiger and ben heavy cavalry suddenly appeared behind the Tiele cavalry. More than 10 men from the rear of Le's army launched the attack.

This is an extremely magnificent scene, so magnificent that people feel that their state of mind is so small.

Tiger and cardinal riders, everyone is carefully selected from the army.Not only is he extremely tall and sturdy, but also has a firm mind.The heavy armor on their bodies is very valuable, and the war horses they sit on are also covered in full armor, and armor is installed to increase the impact force.The cost of a heavy cavalry can equip a hundred light armored infantry.

The food they eat on weekdays is the best, and their salary is the highest.

But they declared with a hearty victory today that they are entitled to such treatment.Eight thousand tigers riding heavy horses, like a thick but sharp Mo Dao, slashed unstoppably behind the Tiele army formation.Those prairie cavalry who are known as invincible in the world are like weak sheep in front of the tiger and heavy cavalry.

The scene of eight thousand tigers plunging into the flock is so shocking.

After tearing open the rear of the Tiele's cavalry, the heavy cavalry plunged in fiercely, tearing the bloody gash bigger and bigger, and finally completely tore the Tiele's cavalry into two pieces.On this opening, there are stumps and broken arms everywhere.This is a bloody road. After the heavy riders stepped on it, the meat mud on the ground was like the mud that was trampled on by people after the heavy rain, and the horseshoes made chirping sounds when they stepped on it.

After splitting the Tiele people's rear team, the heavy cavalry did not stop and continued to move forward.In terms of speed, heavy cavalry cannot compare with light cavalry.But when the two sides fought together, the light cavalry had no power to fight back in front of the tiger and heavy cavalry.The spiked arrows of the Tiele people could not pierce the armor of the tiger's heavy cavalry, nor could the scimitars in their hands pierce the armor of the tiger's heavy cavalry.In front of the heavy cavalry, everyone in Tiele felt a sense of powerlessness in their hearts.

They can't hurt those heavy cavalry!

The chain armor of the heavy cavalry is too thick, and a sharp scimitar cutting on it is like cutting on a stone.However, the heavy lance in the heavy rider's hand can easily pierce the body of the Tie Le people, or even smash them into pieces.The prairie man's leather armor was as thin as a layer of window paper in front of Zhongqiang.

Just poke and break.

It was the first time that the Tiele people fought against the tiger and ben heavy cavalry, finally understood why the Turkic people fear the tiger and the ben as much as they fear the tiger, and also understood the meaning of the saying that there is a gap in the Great Wall and the tiger and the ben are unparalleled.Even when the Turkic people were at their strongest, they had to bypass Zhuojun when they chose to go south. They were not afraid of the endless Yanshan Mountains that could not be ridden on horseback, and the unbreakable Great Wall that stretched across the mountains. But also the hard-to-shake Tiger Ben.

Because of this heavy cavalry, Luo Yi's name can stop children crying at night on the grassland.

A stretcher passed in front of Liu Hongji, and after seeing the person on the stretcher, Liu Hongji's expression changed, he struggled to stand up and walked over, looking at the love general on the stretcher without a left arm, his eyes were filled with guilt and distress .At this moment, Liu Hui was as weak as a dead person.

"I'm fine, General, don't worry..."

Liu Hui's Adam's apple was up and down, and his voice was hoarse like the sound of the wind blowing through the next door: "Although I lost an arm, I cut off Jamuka's big banner, and it was worth it! To be honest..."

Liu Hui smiled with difficulty: "It hurts so much, but it's so refreshing in my heart!"

With trembling hands, Liu Hongji covered his cloak, his lips quivered slightly, not knowing how to comfort his cronies.

"In war, there will always be casualties."

The voice came from behind Liu Hongji, with a sonorous sound in the thick.

Liu Hongji turned his head to look, and saw Luo Yi walking slowly in heavy armor.

"And in the casualties of the war, people can see clearly their own hearts, whether they are cowardly and avoid kneeling and begging for surrender, or they are full of courage and fighting spirit to fight for victory."

Luo Yi walked to the side of the stretcher, and solemnly gave a standard military salute to Liu Hui: "You are a warrior worthy of my respect, and I am honored to fight side by side with you!"

... Ashina Duoduo's eyes are bloodshot, she has never been so tired.Sitting on the grass slope, she even thought about lying here and having a good sleep.But she didn't close her eyes, but looked at the blue sky.Looking at it like this, a smile gradually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The female guard in December stood beside her holding the knife, looking at this stubborn and strong woman with admiration in her eyes.They are guards trained by Ye Huaixiu, and they are all proud people.But this seemingly weak woman in front of them is worth their lives to protect.

Who says women are inferior to men?

The ruler of the vast grassland, why can't it be a woman?

"first month"

Ashina Duoduo looked at the sky, and suddenly asked in a very soft voice: "If you lose today, will you go back to the Central Plains?"

"Where are we, where are we?"

Zhengyue answered plainly but firmly.

Ashina Duoduo smiled, although her face was a little dirty, but her smile was so beautiful.

"If I die, you don't have to die with me. It's a meaningless thing. Sacrifice always makes people feel a little selfish. You can take my body back to the Central Plains, back to Jiangnan Go, go back to the thatched cottage. People on the grassland regard me as a saint, and only I know that I am just an ordinary woman from the south of the Yangtze River."

"We won."

Said the first month.

"Yeah...we won."

Ashina Duoduo smiled and said: "Although I failed to completely defeat Jamuka, I let him know what pain is. The loss of the Tiele people is so great that there will be different voices in the Tiele people." Even if Jamuka is the Great Khan of the Tiele people, he cannot turn a blind eye to the opinions of the tribal elders. As long as more than half of the Tiele people who go south are killed or injured, someone will come out to end the war."

"The population of the Tiele people is not very large. If all the middle-aged men are killed in battle, then this tribe will also go to extinction...Zamuhe dare not be the sinner of the Tiele people."

"War is persistence, see who persists to the end."

She sat up straight and turned to look at Luo Yi and Liu Hongji not far away.

"Zhengyue, do you find this scene a bit unbelievable?"

She pointed in the direction of Liu Hongji and Luo Yi: "It turns out that the Han people are in charge of this war between grassland people, and I am also Han..."

Zhengyue shook her head: "This subordinate can't think of things that far away, and doesn't care about these things. The duty of subordinates is to protect the safety, but hearing what the lady said, I suddenly feel very happy."

"I am also very happy."

Ashina Duoduo asked Zhengyue to help him stand up, and looked at the soldiers who were cleaning the battlefield in the distance.

"It's a pity. If there are even [-] wolf riders, this battle can drive the Tiele people back to their hometown. But it doesn't matter. After today's battle, Jamuka will not dare to be arrogant again. When Ashina respectfully When they reach the homeland of the Tiele people, it will be Jamuka's turn to cry."

"Miss, you are thinking more and more of a pure prairie man."

Said the first month.

"is it?"

Ashina Duoduo was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked at her shoulder: "Perhaps since a long time ago, I had to be a pure prairie man."

………The loss of more than 10 people, Zamuhe, who was defeated like a mountain, retreated hundreds of miles with the rout, and then gradually gathered the rout soldiers. When the number of casualties was counted in his ears, his anger came