Love Warriors Cong Liangji

Infected by Jiang Liu's calmness, Xiaoyu slowly calmed down. After a while, she realized that the cavalry of the White Huns did not charge directly, but followed a rather wide river to the south from a distance. ran away.

Indeed, as Jiang Liu said, he did not come for them... This is also a matter of course, how could tens of thousands of cavalry be dispatched for two people.

Under this distance, the other party didn't even notice that there were two "small black spots" here.

"Follow the river...you are a local, is there anything in that direction?" Jiang Liu was thoughtful.

Such a huge cavalry group, even after a thousand years, is a rare big deal, so there must be some purpose for such a large and powerful cavalry group.

"It's nothing special...but if you walk a hundred miles along the river, the water will become shallower and the flow rate will be much slower at the upper reaches."

"...what's across the river?"

"Hey, um, I seem to have heard someone say that this river is the product of the diversion of the river after flooding the girder, so the opposite should be... ah, Qin's army is stationed there."

Xiaoyu's face turned pale: "Is it finally about to start...the war."

"It seems so." Jiang Liu nodded.

The fox-eared girl stayed in place for a while, then suddenly became nervous: "No, I have to take them out of here as soon as possible!"

As she spoke, she pulled up her over-length skirt, which was a bit in the way, revealing a pair of pure white calves, but started to trot in a panic.

Seeing her clumsy appearance, Jiang Liu smiled slightly, took a step forward, and somehow came to Xiaoyu's side, and hugged her up without hesitation.

"Ah!" The girl naturally exclaimed, her pale face was flustered and shy.

It must be known that as her identity, she has never had the experience of intimate contact with human beings, and being hugged like this is an unprecedented experience, and the heat and breath from Jiang Liu's body also made her blush.

Seemingly oblivious to the reaction of the girl in his arms, Jiang Liu asked her for the direction, and then began to move towards the target at a speed almost teleporting.

Rao used domineering to protect her from the wind pressure, but such a speed also caused the girl to keep exclaiming, but after all, she was not an ordinary girl. She was at a loss for a while at first, but later she got used to it and even got excited stand up.

And there was a reason why the two rushed back so urgently.

You must know that the war between countries will not be limited to only one battlefield, but a front that stretches for an unknown length. Once the war officially starts, everything covered by the front will be reduced to ashes.

Neither the Qin nor the Huns cared about the lives of the mere tattooed grassroots.

The only one who cares about those poor people is probably only Xiaoyu... Maybe add Jiangliu now.

Chapter 230: The Disappearing Village

The village is burning.

The flames are like a gigantic greedy monster, opening its mouth to ruthlessly devour houses and crops, everything is shrouded in flames and thick smoke that covers the sky and the sun.

——When they arrived, this was what Xiaoyu and Jiang Liu saw.

The soaring smoke column can be seen from several miles away, even in daylight, the fire is very eye-catching.

But Xiaoyu was still lucky at that time, and now she witnessed everything in person, as if she lost her soul, she knelt down on the ground blankly.

When he came back to his senses, everything in front of his eyes was distorted by the mist, and the scorching hot touch slowly fell from his face...

Jiang Liu watched all this silently, even though Xiaoyu was in a daze, he didn't come forward to comfort him, maybe he didn't know what language to use to persuade him.

No, this is not something to comfort or persuade.

If the homeland is destroyed, there seems to be no need for other emotions except hatred.

"......I."

The girl's trembling voice made Jiang Liu's eyes sink.

"Why does this always happen to me?

Chu State was the same at that time, everything was engulfed by flames..."

What kind of mood was it? The girl had tears in the corners of her eyes, and her lips were tightly pressed together.

"I didn't expect anything extravagantly, I just wanted to live a peaceful life like an ordinary person, why can't I do it?

The same is true for these villagers. They hardly know how to read, and they don’t even know who is ruling them. They just keep farming, expanding, multiplying, living a life of peace, and are more satisfied than anyone else... …

What they want is even simpler than mine. They don't need any material comforts. As long as they can survive in this troubled world, they will thank God for their kindness.

In the state of Chu, although those who wore fine clothes respected me, they also alienated me. Here, even though the peasants in tattered clothes did not know my origin, they loved me from the bottom of their hearts.

It's just using magic to cure some of the most common diseases, how flattered they feel, obviously the monarchs are all pursuing immortality, huh...

Driven here from their hometown by the unreasonable emperor, many people lost their property and family, but they still took root here.

When encountering drought, when encountering corvée, when encountering monsters, when encountering earthquake...

Even though it was so hard, they worked hard, hard, hard—harder than anyone else to survive! "

The graceful and slender nails sank deep into the dirty soil, but the girl didn't realize it, her body trembled uncontrollably.

"But why, why did no one come to save them?!"

"..."

Hum, buzz, buzz—

There was a faint vibration from the ground. It was not the movement of houses collapsing in flames, but the resonant echo formed by multiple impacts with a certain pattern...it was a horse.

Or to be more precise, it is the horse herd, the light cavalry scouts of the Huns!

This time the Huns noticed this side. After all, Jiangliu and Xiaoyu were very close to the village. They came from the back of the village. There were about twenty riders, and they waved like that without any intention of stopping communication. The cold flashing weapon rushed over.

It is not surprising that the scouts of the White Huns appeared here.

The tactics they adopted were to appear to be confronting the Qin army head-on, but in fact they sent out elite cavalry to cross the river from the rear, cut off the Qin army's back, and gave full play to their maneuverability to conduct a decisive battle of annihilation.

And to do this, Qin Jun must be ignorant first.

Therefore, when Wanqi was outflanking, there were always several elite scout teams wandering around the periphery.Its task is to ensure that the movement of the army will not be leaked, that is, to destroy all tribes (villages) encountered along the way.

It was a time-tested tactic on the grasslands, and it worked just as well here.

They have no hatred for the villagers, and the purpose of killing is simply because the victim lives here.

In other words, there is no need for any reason, killing and plundering is the whole life for them.

Then, when they saw two fish that had slipped through the net, they would naturally not hesitate, and galloped forward with their horses.

Should it be trampled to death with a horseshoe, or cut in half with a knife?Although their lives will be taken away in the end, they are human beings anyway, and they will be bored. After rejecting boring work, they will naturally pursue more exciting experiences.

Perhaps only at that moment can they truly realize that they are alive.

They didn't feel anything about the killing of innocent villagers. If someone stood up and accused them, they would show a puzzled expression instead.

Because this is their "common sense".

On the grassland, there is no distinction between innocent and innocent, only the enemy and oneself.It is normal to treat enemies no matter how cruel they are.

The Xiongnu also used to be "cruelly treated", but now it has become a position where they can oppress others.

When there was still a distance of ten feet, the man next to the strange woman pulled out a slender blade with a unique style from nowhere.

He was too late—this was the judgment of the scouts.

The mere distance of ten feet is only a few breaths for the speedy horse, and there is not enough time to prepare.

Besides, there is neither armor nor spear, what a ridiculous thing to use that kind of slender weapon against the horse.

Even ordinary cavalry would have an overwhelming advantage over single infantry, not to mention that they were not ordinary.

That king, the White Empress, brought the blessings of the gods to the whole clan, and the strength of the warriors was incomparable to the past.

And they are the elite among the elite, and they can even kill such powerful beasts as bears and tigers one-on-one. As a price, their appearance has changed a little, but this is completely tolerable.

As long as there is a strong force, it will make the places where the sun shines become the pastures of the Huns——

call!

The sound of the wind was heard.

How could you hear the wind so clearly while galloping?

How strange... But the wind is very pleasant.

It's like the winter wind blowing through the ice edge, or the blood spurting from the thin wound-ah!

I get it, it's not just rumors...

At some point, the cavalry had already confronted the man, but he seemed to be standing there without moving.

Thin lines of blood appeared on the throats of the scouts one after another...

Chapter 231: Princess Pingyang

Doesn't look human at all...

Jiang Liu quietly observed the corpse of the so-called "White Huns", frowning slowly.

Although it generally retains the appearance of a human being, it is at least two meters tall, far exceeding the average level of this era, and its skin is quite different in color and texture, more like rubber than flesh and blood.

There is not much hair on the whole body, and there is a red tattoo in the shape of an eye on the forehead, which seems to be a totem, and the facial features seem to be fixed. Everyone has the same expression, which is simply a living mask.

And the equipment on their bodies also greatly exceeded the limitations of the times.

In the original history, the metallurgical level of the northern nomads has always been far behind that of the Central Plains. Even after a thousand years, some tribes still use arrows made of bones, without the ability to independently smelt steel. Just recast.

If they weren't born with cavalry, a highly mobile unit, they would be powerless to fight against the unified Central Plains dynasty - the war potential and the upper limit of national power are not at the same level at all.

In the late Han Dynasty, the Huns such as the Xiongnu and Wuhuan were already in an embarrassing situation of relying on the breath of the Han Dynasty. The point of provoking the border army... It is not even enough to be called a country, and the rulers of the Han Dynasty consciously split each independent tribe.

But even so, the Huns are already amazing-after all, they are nomadic peoples who can outlive the Han Dynasty, and they have seen and seen many times.

Compared with those guys in the later generations who were beaten up by the Central Plains Dynasty, they were so much stronger.

And the White Huns in this singularity seem to have a big gap with the "history" in terms of technological level.

The equipped weapons are obviously well-made ironware, and the armor may be lightweight leather armor for the sake of mobility... The most important thing is that these equipments are of the same style!

This proves that they not only relied on looting, but also learned metallurgy and other production techniques!

The rapid development of productivity, the physique is very different from that of ordinary people, and there are almost no nemesis cavalry legions in this era-it seems that it is no coincidence that they can break through the Great Wall.

However, this begs the question: why did this change happen?

Intuitively, Jiang Liu thinks that he has found the reason why this era will evolve into a singularity.