"Kill!" The several hundred soldiers hiding behind him leapt out of the water, their upper bodies bare and their sabers raised high. All of them had excited expressions as they charged toward the enemy camp like a gust of wind.
The moment the two armies met, the crisp clanging of swords and sabers rang out. Gao Qiu and Li Wuling charged at the very front, the two of them raising their sabers and chopping down several Turks. Blood splattered and killing intent soared.
There were only five to six hundred barbarians in the camp, and most of them had taken knockout drugs, laxatives, and aphrodisiacs. Their minds were half asleep, and their combat strength was less than thirty percent of their usual strength. How could they be a match for the ferocious Great Hua soldiers who were charging at them like fiends? This charge instantly scattered the temporary formation of the Hu. Several hundred Turks were decapitated and their blood dyed the lake red.
The soldiers of China had never seen the Turks so weak before. It was as if all their anger had to be vented at this moment. The several hundred warriors were so excited that their faces were red. With a thunderous roar, they charged forward. In the blink of an eye, they had reached the central tent of the Turks.
The leader of the Hu stood in front of the tent, stamping his feet in rage. The saber in his hand flashed with a snowy light as he led the remaining fifty to sixty Turk cavalrymen in a desperate defense.
"Set up a new Duga!" The leader of the Hu said something and two Turks charged out of the camp. Their bodies were burly and their hair was disheveled. Shouting and waving their sabers, they retreated toward the stable.
Hu Bugui anxiously yelled, "They want to escape! Brothers, kill! Don't let a single Hu escape! "
The blood of the several hundred soldiers surged into a raging flood. They charged toward the remaining sixty or so Hu Bugui. Hu Bugui roared like a tiger, his saber slashing open the head of a Hu beside him. Striding forward, he chased after the Hu in the stable.
The two Hu who had retreated into the stable had nimble figures. They leaped onto their horses and pulled on the reins. The horses neighed and were about to gallop away.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Two arrows whistled through the air, heading straight for the throats of the Hu riders like shooting stars.
"Aaaah!" Screams filled the air. The arrows seemed to have eyes as they struck the throats of two Turks. The two of them widened their eyes and silently fell off their horses. Not even a drop of blood flowed out from his neck.
"Good archery!" Lin Wanrong laughed.
"Charge! Kill the Turks!" The eight thousand soldiers who had circled around the perimeter howled like wolves and surged forward like a raging flood, surrounding the remaining Turks and swinging their sabers at them.
The ferocity of the Turks truly lived up to their reputation. Seeing that there was no hope of survival, the fifty or so Hu gathered outside the central tent suddenly roared in unison. Like wild wolves in heat, they charged out with bloodshot eyes.
"For the millions and millions of our fallen comrades, brothers, let's kill —!" Li Wuling let out a loud howl. His pupils dilated, and his face turned purple. Thousands of officers and soldiers formed a circle, and countless long spears were thrust forward with whistling sounds.
"Ah!" Amidst the screams, the battlefield suddenly fell silent. It was as if time had come to a halt. The bodies of the fifty or so Hu were pierced through by the thousands of spears, turning them into beehives. They struggled. Their eyes widened and blood trickled from the corners of their mouths. They allowed the spears to pierce through their bodies as they pushed forward with all their might. Clangclang! Clangclang! The snow-white sabers swayed a few times before falling to the ground.
The soldiers clenched their teeth and panted for breath. They focused all their strength on their spears, and there was no pity in their eyes. The faces of their dead kin, comrades, and brothers slowly appeared before their eyes. A raging fire burned in their chests, and a boundless killing intent soared into the heavens.
"Pui!" A vicious glint flashed across Li Wuling's face as he spat out a mouthful of blood. With a swoosh, he swiftly retracted his spear. A Turkic corpse silently fell in front of him, blood splattering everywhere.
"Father!" Li Wuling suddenly let out a heaven-shaking howl. Throwing the spear in his hand to the ground, he slowly kneeled and cried, "Your child has come to avenge you! Father, do you see this? "
His cries immediately caused everyone's eyes to turn red. This scene was the portrayal of countless Da Hua border residents who had lost their homes and lost their homes.
"Little Li, stand up." Lin Wanrong sighed as he helped him up. "Your father is a hero of our China. Countless soldiers love and respect him. You have to stand up straight."
Li Wuling nodded and silently wiped away his tears. A determined look appeared on his face. Gao Qiu hugged his shoulders and consoled him softly.
"Reporting to General, in this battle, we have killed five hundred and sixty-eight Turkic cavalrymen, captured twelve of them, and seized nine thousand seven hundred and sixty-six Turkic horses. Our army has lost eighteen brothers and thirty-three are injured. "Hu Bugui led his men to clean up the battlefield and reported to Lin Wanrong in a low voice.
This could be considered a great victory. Not only did they seize countless warhorses, but more importantly, their lone army now had a foothold. They were only a short distance away from the Barbarians' fortress, Bayanhaote.
A glint flashed across Lin Wanrong's eyes. "Brother Hu, are you sure our whereabouts have not been exposed?"
Hu Bugui said seriously, "There were a total of five hundred and eighty Turkic cavalrymen escorting the horses. Not a single one escaped, they are all here. Even if the Hu have the ability to see through the heavens, they would never have thought that the cavalry of China would be able to bypass their blockade and penetrate deep into the grasslands. "
Lin Wanrong nodded his head in satisfaction and scanned the surroundings. In the deep night, the bloodstains on the ground had already been dyed black. The lights in the tents gently flickered as hundreds of soldiers buried the corpses of the Turkic cavalrymen. Early tomorrow morning, the clear lake would regain its tranquility. No one would have thought that just a few hours ago, there had been a bloody battle here. What would happen in Bayanhaote, which was 70 miles away? Lin Wanrong shook his head and sighed silently.
Hu Bugui suddenly thought of something and said with a smile, "There's one more thing I almost forgot, the leader of the Hu has been captured by us. General, do you want to take a look? "
"Oh? The leader of these Turkic cavalrymen? " Lin Wanrong's interest was instantly piqued. "Let's go, let's go and practice the Turkic language that I have just learned."
Hu Bugui was astonished. General Lin was a busy man, when did he learn the Turkic language? But seeing that General Lin was in high spirits, he naturally did not ask any more questions.
Before they even got close to the tent where the leader of the barbarians was imprisoned, they heard a series of angry roars coming from inside. Lin Wanrong chuckled and said, "Brother Hu, what is he saying? Translate it for me."
Hu Bugui smiled awkwardly. "This, it's not very nice to hear, let's not translate."
"Do you think I don't understand?" Lin Wanrong's face darkened, stepped into the tent, and heavily kicked the buttocks of the Turkic cavalryman, roaring at him, "Turkic language, I also know how to say it — — Mingzi Mu Ni grass take!"
So it was this line, Hu Bugui could not help laughing.
The captured Turkic cavalryman had a hooked nose, sunken eyes, and although his hands and feet were heavily tied up, his expression was still fierce. Lin Wanrong came over, and without any explanation, he kicked him to the ground and stepped on him dozens of times. The Turkic cavalryman's cheeks dug into the ground with all his might, using his nose to prop himself up, and began screaming.
"You, you know me?" Speaking in her own Turkic language, Lin Wanrong chuckled and produced a sharp dagger out of nowhere. She first rubbed the dagger against the leader's nose a few times, and then leisurely gestured in front of his eyes. Even Hu Buhui's eyes were dazzled by the swishing of the dagger.
A bare-chested, blood-stained Chinese man stood in front of him with a fierce expression. The leader of the Hu people was taken aback for a moment, and then he began to howl in anger.
"Fuck, you don't even know how to speak human language — —" Lin Wanrong sneered, the dagger in his hand slipping into the mouth of the Turkic cavalryman. The leader of the Turkic cavalrymen let out a scream, his mouth wide open, his face full of anger, but he did not dare to speak again.
"See, I've said it before, to deal with the Turkic people, you have to use your knife to speak," Lin Wanrong said proudly. The dagger in his hand slid in again. "Big brother Hu Bugui, you translate. Ask him what is his name? What is his position among the Turkic people? "
After translating the words, the Turkic man began to babble arrogantly. Hu Bugui said, "He said his name is Sheng Dan, and he is a warrior under the Right King of the Turks, Tusuozuo."
"The name of this Turkic is really strange, one moment it's studded, the next moment it's laying an egg." Lin Wanrong smiled. "Ask brother Laying an egg, how far is it from here to Bayanhaote?"
After Hu Bugui translated the words, Sheng Dan seemed to realize something, his face changed dramatically, and he let out an angry roar. Hu Bugui translated, "He said that we Chinese only know how to sneak attack and stab people from behind, it's really despicable and shameless!"
"Who said I only know how to sneak attack from behind?" Lin Wanrong sneered. He lifted his foot and kicked Sheng Dan in the face. "Look carefully, I know how to sneak attack from the front!"
Sheng Dan's face was kicked, his bound hands and feet trembled in anger, and he howled incessantly. Hu Bugui said, "He said, in the name of the warriors of the grassland. Sheng Dan wants to duel with you! "
"Duel, good!" Lin Wanrong laughed heartily. "Brother Hu Bugui, tie his hands and feet. Send another thousand of our brothers and have them fight outside. "
After translating these words, Sheng Dan's cheeks flushed red, and he continued to babble. Hu Bugui was too embarrassed to translate. Lin Wanrong said, "Do you think I don't understand?! I also know how to speak Turkic — — Chinese bastard! "
Brother Lin's Turkic language is getting more and more authentic. Hu Bugui laughed heartily.
"Turkic warrior? You're very stubborn, aren't you?! " Lin Wanrong laughed. "Brother Hu Bugui, tell him that I've recently become infatuated with the Turkic language, and I like to write letters to my little Turkic lover. But the world is not good now. This letter is very likely to fall into the hands of Lord Tusuozuo. Of course, I don't know how to write very complicated things, I just happened to praise a certain warrior of the Right Prince to my little Turkic beauty. He has a good relationship with my China, and secretly led the Chinese cavalry into the grasslands. What's even more touching is that he gave me more than five hundred of his Turkic brothers as a meeting gift, and provided ten thousand war horses. He really is my China's best friend, the people of China will forever remember his kindness. Hmm, I'll find some time to stuff a few bolts of silk into his tent! Sigh, I don't know if the Right Prince will reward this warrior. "
As he spoke, Hu Bugui translated. Before he finished, the expression of the Turkic warrior Sheng Dan changed, and he banged his head on the ground, shouting angrily.
"Slander, you're slandering me! Sinister, shameless, despicable, and cunning Chinese! "This time, without Old Hu Bugui's translation, Lin Wanrong could understand what he was saying.
"How is this slandering?" Lin Wanrong smiled and patted Sheng Dan on the shoulder. "Don't worry, I know you Turkic people have a lot of pride, and would rather die than be a traitor that is despised by the people! Once your people find out that you have colluded with China, regardless of whether it's true or not, they will definitely despise you. At that time, your reputation and your clan will be ruined. So, when I write to my little lover, I will never mention your name, so that the Right Prince will not know that your brother is our spy in the Turkic army. Sigh, brother Sheng Dan, I'm really thinking for you, you don't have to look at me with such gratitude. You should know that I'm known as the kindest and most affectionate person in China, it's not an undeserved reputation! "
"Ah — —" The Turkic warrior Sheng Dan howled angrily, feeling as if blood was about to spurt out of his chest. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at Lin Wanrong, wishing he could eat his flesh and drink his blood.
Lin Wanrong glanced outside, yawned, and muttered to himself, "It's getting late, I should go back and write my letter, otherwise my little heart will be worried. Brother Sheng Dan, don't worry, I will definitely not write your name, no one will know that you did this! "
He walked out. Sheng Dan was like an enraged lion, his hair standing on end, and his eyes were so red that they were about to bleed. He howled for a long time, and finally lowered his head powerlessly.
"Brother Lin, Sheng Dan confessed, he confessed!" Hu Bugui rushed into the tent, shouting excitedly.
"He confessed just like that?!" Lin Wanrong shook her head. She looked at the two little people on the paper, one on top and one on the bottom. Her face was filled with disappointment. "It wasn't easy for me to make up my mind to draw a physiological education comic. Why did he confess so quickly? He has no backbone! "
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