Drawing The Sword

In the afternoon, in the west gate of Ye City, a group of soldiers with long spears were patrolling back and forth along the outskirts of the city. At the city gate, under the cover of a blue umbrella, the unarmored Ran Qiang sat on his horse absentmindedly. On both sides stood Li Nong, Yue Shan and the rest. Soon, his mother, whom he had never seen before, and his wife and children were about to arrive in Ye City. Suddenly, he felt at a loss: he had not even had a woman, but he had suddenly gained a wife and child. This really made one at a loss whether to laugh or cry. He didn't even know what to say or salute. After all, he couldn't ask anyone.

Suddenly, a scout on horseback came over and pulled his horse two hundred steps away. He jumped off the horse and ran over with his tag in hand. After the guard stopped him and verified his identity, the scout quickly knelt down, "Reporting to General, the Old Mistress, Madam and Young Master have arrived."

When Ran Qiang regained his senses, he looked over and saw a group of carriages being escorted by two cavalrymen, slowly appearing before his eyes. A moment later, a general in black armor came galloping over along with several guards, shouting, "General, General, I'm back!" When he was mercilessly stopped by his guards, he grumbled a few sentences and unwillingly dismounted from his horse and removed his armor. Then, he quickly ran over and, without kneeling down in front of them, he cupped his hands and said, "General, I've escorted the madame and the rest of them back."

Perhaps because he didn't spend much time with his wife, Mrs Dong didn't notice anything unusual about him. That child, Ran Zhi, who looked like he was five or six years old, was much braver. He surrounded Ran Qiang and called him father. Ran Qiang immediately fell for him.

The next morning, when Ran Qiang, who was still blushing slightly, saw the well-dressed Yue Shan, he was still a little dazed.

He admired this young man from the bottom of his heart. How many heroes and heroes had history drowned out, in those cruel years of invasion and resistance, no matter how talented one was, he could end up as a man with strong limbs. A single spear would end his life, allowing him to disappear into the river of history with a talent he could not bring to bear.

Yue Shan bowed, "Master, the envoys from Yao Ge Zhong and Pu Hong have been sent out."

During this period, Yue Shan had gone all out to control Ye City, recruit refugees, set up a farmland, run a government, set up a school, and meted out a broad punishment. Now that he had let go of his fear of the threat from the north, everything went according to plan.

Ran Ran forced a smile and said, "I will leave it to the three master teachers."

Yue Shan cupped his hands and said, "My lord, please be at ease."

Troops of soldiers kept walking out of the south gate of Ye. As the battle array was opened, teams of cavalry guards appeared on the two wings. There was a large flag in the middle of the troop, on which was written a large "Ran" character, followed by the transport battalion and its guards. After crossing the Zhangshui River, many scouts were dispatched south.

Soon, Duan Qin, who was stationed in Li Yang, received the news: Ran Min was leading 30,000 riders to attack Li Yang from the south. Liyang, located on the north bank of the Yellow River, was guarding the Liyang Jin River Crossing. It was the closest crossing from Ye City to the south, opposite to the White Horse Jin on the south bank. Back in the Three Kingdoms, Yuan Shao had fought with Cao Cao over this area. If you want to go south to Yanzhou, you have to pull out the Li Yang in the middle before you can do that.

When Duan Qin heard the report, he was greatly shocked. He hurriedly guarded the city strictly and sent messengers to Liu Guo, who was in the vicinity, as well as to Chen Liu's shrine, and to Pu Hong, who was nearby, to ask for help.

Nightfall shrouded the land, following the Zhang River southeast for a hundred miles, a large tent was built on the hillside, which was built according to the customs of the grassland people, and was not strictly set up to stop horses and deer antlers. Not even a defensive wooden stake was erected. Plus the encampment, there were no watchtowers. This was Zhang He Dong, who had received a request for help from the south to assist Duan Qin in Li Yang. This time, after hearing the news, he led 13,000 horse riders to the south to rescue him.

At this time, in the tent, the Capricorn Soldiers and Huns who were used to living on the prairie slept without a care in the world. The long battle had long forgotten the fear of danger. The patrolling sentries were also drowsy, this place was still far from the Li Yang, and the Death God Ran Min that they feared was also probably on his way to the Li Yang, so all the soldiers were able to sleep peacefully. Zhang He, who was used to fighting, carried a woman into a coma after the tent and his generals got drunk.

In the silence of the surroundings, the sounds of insects could be heard occasionally. A dazed karma soldier who was about to piss felt as if he had heard something, and the heritages of life in the prairie made him quickly judge: the clatter of hooves. He was stunned for a moment before suddenly coming to his senses. An enemy attack! He didn't have time to pee, so he ran towards the tent, shouting, "Enemy attack, enemy attack!" He didn't know that he would never be able to pee again.

Because the weather had just warmed up, the ground was still hard at night. At this moment, the sound of the horse's hooves hitting the ground was very clear. The leather near the edge of the tent started to slightly shake.

To the east, under the torch, the back of the gradually accelerating warhorse was pushed up against the horse's neck, avoiding the bone-chilling wind brought about by its speed. The one thousand five hundred cavalrymen, with him as their tip, gradually accelerated in a cone shape, thrusting towards the stronghold from the east. He could already vaguely see the figures of people on the big tent in a panic. Ran Qiang turned his head and shouted, "Blow the horn!" The two messenger hastily raised the horn in their hands and began to blow with all their might. The loud sound of a horn pierced through the earsplitting sounds of the horse's hooves as it resounded in the sky. Soon after, the sound of a horn could be heard from the west. When they arrived at the battlefield, their indifference and calmness had always grasped the thoughts and actions of the strong.

The high-speed cavalry unit charged into the stronghold. At this moment, the stronghold was filled with people running in all directions in a chaotic manner. The barbarian cavalry soldiers madly roared as they tried to squeeze past the stragglers to lead their horses. A karma soldier, who was obviously still unconscious, looked at the horse and stood in the middle. The spear in his right hand pierced through his neck, and with a shake, the body was thrown into the air. The galloping horse then mercilessly trampled over a Hu Bing who couldn't dodge in time, and was stomped into meat paste by the horse's hooves in the blink of an eye. The spear he thrust out was done subconsciously, he didn't even think about it.

One by one, the soldiers tossed torches onto the tent, which caught fire in the dry weather. As the cavalrymen continued to charge forward, the tents were ignited one by one. Without the wooden stakes surrounding the stronghold, it provided the panicking Hu soldiers with a direction to escape in. They were simply unable to form a line and all of the soldiers began to flee out of the stronghold. There were also some brave soldiers who desperately slashed and stabbed at the cavalry soldiers with their weapons, but they were quickly drowned by the cavalry. The occasional scream was covered up by the chaos of shouting and screaming, making it hard to hear.

In the narrow area, there were too many soldiers trying to escape, but there were also those who wanted to form a formation. The fire in the tent had already made the panicking soldiers try their best to squeeze into the place where there was no fire. Many of the soldiers were still empty-handed. Seeing the horses galloping at high speed, they could only run to either side.

Moments later, another squadron of cavalrymen at high speed passed by him on the left, led by the young man who had escorted the madame back. By now, he was already known as the famous Zhou Cheng by Ran Min. Soon, the formation reached the western end.

When Ran Qiang saw this, he hurriedly turned his head and shouted, "Change the formation!" This was completely out of his mouth. A horn sounded. With hundreds of riders as a team, the cavalry army turned in a horizontal formation and sped up. As the soldiers were knocked away one by one, they finally swarmed out of the stronghold and were cut into small groups by the riders flying back and forth. The smarter ones quickly knelt down and raised their hands.

The speeding cavalry soldiers gradually slowed down and formed a circle, pointing their bows and spears at the kneeling captives. The night brought great chaos and terror to the enemy soldiers who were caught unprepared. The situation of having no leader added to the collapse of the main camp.

Ran Qiang led his horse around and discovered that his black armor was already stained with a large amount of blood. He didn't know how many enemies he had killed, but he felt that his spear and halberd were becoming more and more skilled as well as more and more domineering.

Zhou Cheng chirped along with a few guards as they brought the horses over. His black armor had already been dyed red. Under the light of the fire in the tent, the blood on his face made him look extremely sinister. He shouted, "General, this is fun! This is great!"

Ran Qiang gave the order, "Find Zhang He Du immediately." A few of the soldiers sent out orders and rode off in different directions.

Very soon, the messenger returned and reported that Zhang He Duo had not been found among the prisoners. According to the prisoners, when the camp was in chaos, Zhang He Duo had staggered out on his horse under the protection of a few guards.

It seemed that Zhang He Du intended to escape back to Shi Ge, and Ran Qiang ordered Zhou Cheng and five hundred cavalrymen to pursue Zhang He Du from the east. He would stay behind to deal with the prisoners.

Zhou Cheng replied and lined up his cavalry once more. He picked 500 of them and fanned out to chase towards the east with a torch.

Groups of captives were escorted by the cavalrymen. After an hour, the soldiers were selected, for a total of four thousand men.

Not long later, the leader of the Flying Cavalry Regiment came forward and reported, "General, the statistics of the battle are complete. In this battle, three thousand enemy troops have been killed, eight thousand captured, and four thousand Han Chinese are amongst them. There were five thousand horses, ten thousand grains and ten thousand pounds of grass. The rest were still in the statistics. Two hundred deaths in our army, three hundred wounds. In addition, there are still five hundred women from the Central Plains who were kidnapped by bandits. A hundred died in the chaos, and the remaining four hundred are waiting for the general to finish his orders. "

Ran Qiang nodded and ordered the four hundred captive Central Plains women to be placed in tents from the captive's luggage. He then beckoned to the Flying Cavalry Battalion Commander, Wang Lian, who was furious. He was a thin and weak looking but very brave young man. Ran Qiang whispered to him in such a manner. Wang Lian's expression flashed with anger. Then, he accepted the order and began to make the necessary arrangements.

The sound of horse hooves could be heard from the west. A scout hit a horse and came over. After confirming his identity, he reported that General Zhou Cheng had returned. Sure enough, the half-battalion cavalry unit chasing Zhang He Du appeared in close proximity, and then returned to their own formation. Zhou Cheng and a few personal guards galloped over on horseback, and a staggering man was bound to one of them.

Zhou Cheng was so excited that he shouted from afar, "General, we've caught this b * tch!" "Still trying to escape from my grasp!" When he got close, he heard a loud crash and Zhang He was thrown to the ground. Zhou Cheng brought Ma Li to Ran Qiang's side.

Ran Qiang waved his hand expressionlessly. "Take it with you and cut it down."

The two personal guards picked up Zhang He, who was obviously still unconscious, and headed towards the west.

Under the threat of the bow and arrow, over a thousand Hu soldiers began digging in the south of the old stronghold. Four hours later, a huge pit that was thirty meters long, fifteen meters wide and twenty feet deep was dug. The smarter soldiers already knew what was waiting for them, but under the threat of the cavalry spears and bows, they didn't dare to resist.

Then, these soldiers who had dug the deep hole were driven far to the east. They were then tied up by the Chinese comrades that they had previously bullied.

Ran Qiang led Zhou Cheng over under the protection of his personal guards.

Under the torches, a string of 100 soldiers with their hands tied together were brought up. After being ordered to kneel by the crater's edge, they knew what their fate was, but they remained silent and numb. Once a person knew the end result, they would become strangely numb. Next, a group of Han soldiers among the captives walked up to them from behind, and without hesitation, under the command of a soldier Sima, they chopped down with their blades and kicked the corpse down into the deep pit.

As the cycle of killing and capturing continued, Ran Qiang suddenly felt a wave of remorse: Would he become a true butcher? This was the second time he felt like he had recovered from the blood. Looking at his pitiful face, he suddenly felt that he couldn't do anything. Killing on the battlefield was the normal way of doing things, right? In his heart, he had the urge to order it to stop. He took a deep breath and let himself mutter about Mr. Dongguo and the wolf. His mood gradually calmed down. Yes, a thousand years of history, blood lessons told him, Han nationality, do not often do Mr. Dongguo? There was no justice in the war, only victory. When faced with national interests and killings, national interests should be first. Germany and Japan are alike. The Japanese had slaughtered tens of millions of Chinese, but what punishment had the Japanese received? Now that they had created a basis for showing off their abilities, no one would blame the crimes committed by their predecessors on their descendants anymore. This was also the reason why the war criminals in the eyes of the Chinese people were the heroes of the Japanese people. Right now, the Han Hu in the north is a serious threat to the survival of the people of the Central Plains. If I can create a bigger space for the later generations to live, then what would happen if I become a butcher? Besides, I became a butcher to protect the land that belongs to the people of the Central Plains. Blame it on you for not coming here, that's the price. If one day, I need to seize more space for my descendants, perhaps we will also pay a price.

Ran Qiang let out a long breath, no longer harboring guilt in his heart. After all, he didn't bury them alive like he had done in history. Instead, he had made them die more easily. Leading the horse away, he would no longer think of ordering it to stop, but he would not look at it any longer.