Chastity Layman

  Chapter 344 Walking in the Snow

   Snowstorm.

  In a valley in Chile River, in a large tent in the middle, a large piece of firewood was burning. The fire was raging, and the inside of the huge tent was as warm as spring.

   On the carpet.

  A group of barbarians are sitting on the ground eating some meat with knives.

   "Unexpectedly, this rock sugar is fried in an iron pan, and then stewed meat. This meat is both beautiful and delicious, especially with this tea and wine, it is absolutely amazing."

  A fat guy with big ears has a big gold ring hanging from his left ear, a piece of flesh in his left hand, and a sharp knife in his right hand, his mouth is full of oil.

   "Those Han people really know how to eat it. I have eaten beef and mutton for so many years, and I don't know how to eat it like this."

  A stout man held a golden wine bowl in his hand, savoring the fine wine in the bowl carefully.

   This wine bowl is a bit special. Upon closer inspection, it can be found that it is actually made of a human skull, and it is inlaid with gold to make a wine vessel.

  Everyone in the account knows the origin of this wine bowl. It was made of the skull of the man's father, his biological father. The man is a tribal leader. His father was the old leader at the time, but as he grew old, he planned to pass on the position of leader to his youngest son. According to the tradition of their tribe, the eldest son would separate the family and start a business, while the youngest son would inherit the family business.

  The man refused to accept it, so he led his subordinates to kill his father and brothers, and finally adopted his father's concubine as his own woman, and used his father's skull inlaid with gold to make wine vessels.

   With this move, no one in the entire tribe dared to speak out from the tradition, and no one dared to oppose him.

   "Did you hear what Gaocheman brought?" The man put down his drinking vessel and glanced at everyone.

  The fat guy with the big ear and the gold ring said, "Who is he? He said he asked us to send the slaves of the Han family, so we will send them? Why?"

  A bearded leader also said, "I don't care what you plan, Chief Afuluo, but I can't let go of the Han slaves in my tribe. These are my property."

   "Chief Qiongqi is right, and I can't let it go. Then General Tang can scare us with a few words?"

Another person said flatly, "If you want me to say, this person surnamed Cheng is too ignorant of the heights of the sky and the earth. He actually went to Jinhekou to build a stronghold, and even sent troops to Yulin City. These sites were all owned by Jieli Khan. Why did they occupy the pastures for our grazing?"

   "If you want me to say, we have to work together to kill them, otherwise, they won't leave in the future, how can we go to herd next year?"

  Drinking fine wine and milk tea exchanged from Tang people, eating beef stewed with rock sugar and tea leaves, even the knife for eating meat in his hand was bought by Tang people.

  But these people don't respect the Tang people because of this.

   "Don't let Tang people stay there anymore!"

   "They must be driven away!"

  Some people simply pointed out that there were many merchants in the stockade of the Tang people in Jinhekou.

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  Cheng Chu turned his head silently, with the banners unfurling behind him, the red flags were like blood-stained.

Five hundred riders is actually not a lot, but when they are out on patrol, everyone is on two horses, so it looks like a lot. In addition, Cheng Chumo has visited many tribes during his patrol, and some small tribes of miscellaneous beards are very interested in Cheng Chumo. The generosity and boldness, and the sharpness of the armor are very impressive.

  So he didn't refuse Cheng Chumo's request to call their children to practice.

  So now, behind Cheng Chumo's five hundred scouts, there are also a thousand disciples from different tribes.

   Fifteen hundred riders is actually quite a force.

   In front of them, in a valley, was a Turkic tribe, a tribe of more than a hundred people.

  A few days ago, they attacked a caravan coming here, took the caravan into slavery, and looted all the goods.

   There was a guard who narrowly escaped reporting.

   "Do you really want to do it? Should you report it to the Qin governor first?"

  Cheng Chumo had a cold face.

  He can drink and joke with the herdsmen, and can do business with them, but the premise is that these people are interesting and sensible.

  Now someone is robbing goods and killing people on his territory.

  He narrowed his eyes, eyes full of killing intent.

   "Is it true that my Zhenwu Army can't even do this well? Report it to the governor?"

   "Military envoy, this is the territory of the Turks after all."

  There is indeed only one small tribe in front, but according to the information received, this incident is not an isolated incident. Many Turkic people have refused to return the slaves of the Han family, and even robbery incidents have occurred one after another.

  Now the Zhenwu Army has informed the caravan not to go east to Hubu for trade.

   "Kill for life!"

  Cheng Chumo only spit out four words, and then picked up the horse, "Kill!"

  A small tribe of more than a hundred people has no idea of ​​the horrible consequences of violating the Tang Dynasty.

   Fifteen hundred riders rushed directly into the camp.

   Less than a moment.

  The whole camp was filled with a smell of blood.

  The camp tent was dragged down, and the Turkic people rushed to the ground.

  The red blood stained the white snow on the ground.

  The cattle and sheep were screaming in panic.

   There were also some women who were hiding in the sheep pens of the cattle pen, and they were also dragged out at this time.

  Cheng Chumo walked through the camp with a **** horizontal knife in his hand, looking indifferently at the fallen Turkic corpses.

   "Have you found the person in the caravan?"

   "I didn't find it. We found a few Han slaves. They said that after the caravan was attacked, the people in the caravan were only held here for one night, and then they were sent away."

   "Where did you send it?"

   "Said it was sent to the leader."

   "Cut all these **** Turkic thieves."

  The captain persuaded, "The seriously injured can be chopped up, but the slightly injured can be kept, and the uninjured ones can't be chopped up. It is very valuable to send them to Toyosu."

  Cheng Chumo glanced at the panicked Turkic man.

   "It's okay not to kill them, but each of them will cut off two thumbs, and brand a slave mark on their face, tie them up and take them away."

  The slaves of the Han family were personally received by Cheng Chumo, who gave them warm clothes.

"I will send you back to Dongshoujiang City. When you get there, you will go home. You will no longer be slaves, and you will be free again. I will also report to the court and contact your hometown to find relatives for you. Just find your relatives." Sending you home, it’s okay if you can’t get in touch, you can resettle in Dongshoujiang City, distribute the land, and start your life again.”

  More than a dozen slaves of the Han family couldn't believe it. They just recovered from the fright. When they heard this, they knelt down and kowtowed excitedly.

  The soldiers of the Zhenwu Army carried horizontal knives and cut off the thumbs of the Turkic prisoners one by one, screaming one after another.

  Women and children survived, but they were also branded with a red-hot iron on their faces as slaves.

The other slaves of the Hu nationality did not receive the same treatment as the Han people. Their masters disappeared, but they immediately became the spoils of the Zhenwu Army, and became the property of the Zhenwu Army. The horses were sent back to Dongshoujiang City together.

  Cheng Chumo announced that he would give credit to the followers of the Miscellaneous Hu Association, and also said that part of the spoils captured this time would be rewarded to them and recorded in the account for the time being.

  The miscellaneous beards are very happy.

  The cattle and sheep were slaughtered, and the meat was stewed directly in the valley.

   After a full meal, Cheng Chumo led his troops to kill the next tribe.

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   Moved to battle for seven days.

  Cheng Chumo selected seven small tribes, killed more than a hundred Turkic thieves, captured more than a thousand, and rescued more than a hundred Han family sons and daughters.

   Tens of thousands of cattle and sheep were seized.

  The grasslands are bleeding.

   Turks are paying the price for their arrogance.

   But the Turks finally came to their senses.

  Afuluo and Qiongqi finally united with several tribes, assembled soldiers, braved the wind and snow, and began to surround and chase the Tang army.

  In the wind and snow.

  Cheng Chu silently stared at the opposite enemy.

   There are tens of thousands of Turkic thieves, some of them are wearing leather armor, some are wearing robes, some are holding spears, and some are holding knives.

   densely packed, like a sea of ​​people.

   "Military envoy, we've been fooled, the rangers just now were his mother's bait."

   "There are too many Turks, let's withdraw."

   Cheng Chumo looked at the opposite side and estimated that there were 10,000 horses. As a qualified general, judging the number of enemy troops is the most basic.

   Ten thousand people should be right.

  However, he does not believe that the Turkic people are all elites. According to his in-depth understanding of the Turkic people during this period, it is estimated that these 10,000 people went to battle together except for the old and weak, and there are probably young and strong women among them.

   This is not uncommon, it is said that all the people on the grassland are soldiers.

  In wars between tribes, the whole tribe often goes to the battlefield together. Except for children who can't ride a horse or old people who can't ride a horse, no matter men, women, young or old, the whole tribe is desperate to start a war.

   If you win, you will grab, if you lose, you will run away.

  Cheng Chumo also regretted that he was a little greedy for credit. When he saw a group of Turkic cavalry, he wanted to wipe them out. He didn't expect this to be a simple trick to lure the enemy.

   Fortunately, they were also vigilant. They reined in their horses and stopped as soon as they chased to the mouth of the valley. Otherwise, they really chased into the valley. There were so many ambushes on the other side, and more than a thousand of them couldn't escape.

   "Withdraw, return to the east surrendered city!"

  Cheng Chumo was not careless, let alone arrogantly wanting to defeat ten thousand with two thousand.

  Even if the opponent is obviously a mob, the huge advantage in numbers can sometimes win.

   What's more, of his own 2,000 people, there are also 1,500 of them who are mixed beards and join the army.

  The only problem now is that although they are not surrounded, they cannot retreat quickly in the snow, for fear of being overtaken.

   "Withdraw!"

   Order it.

   As a result, 1,500 horsemen with mixed beards joined the army, but they ran faster than rabbits, and they still fled in all directions.

   Almost blinded Cheng Chumo's eyes.

  Damn it, these people are really unreliable.

   "Military envoy, what should we do now?"

   "What are you panicking about? Those **** are not good birds. It doesn't matter if they run away, they will crash into our army formation. They run away from theirs, and we withdraw ours."

   Cheng Chumo couldn't care less about scolding these cowardly guys at this time.

   Fortunately, after all, he is also a disciple of a general, and a disciple of the Son of Heaven who has been trained by the imperial court. He has been taught by a lot of famous court generals such as the emperor and Li Jing. These days he leads troops to patrol the border, so he doesn't panic.

  The five hundred Zhenwu troops under his command turned their heads one after another.

   "Withdraw!"

   Nobody wants to fight.

  The war horses brought countless snow powder, and the 1,500 bearded men scattered and fled long ago, while the 500 Zhenwu troops kept order and retreated to the southwest at a gallop.

   Behind, tens of thousands of Turkic troops howled and screamed and chased after him.

  (end of this chapter)