The scimitar cut across the shepherd's throat, bringing out bright red blood. The shepherd covered his neck and tried his best to stop the blood from flowing down, but the horse galloping behind him hit his back. The shepherd was knocked away, and before he could struggle, The horse's hooves trample on the back.
The fierce fire ignited the felt bag, and the fire shot straight into the sky, and the billowing smoke drifted southward...
The Balhu Department is burning!
The tribe that was originally full of laughter and laughter was gone. The children were sorted and the girls were put in a cage car. There was only fear on their beautiful faces. They did not dare to reach out of the cage. They could only look at their father and brother. Being slaughtered, watching the brothers being led to the wheel one by one.
Those who were higher than the wheel were chopped to death with a knife, and those who were lower than the wheel were put in another cage. They would become new members of the tribe after being tamed.
Those of the same height were shackled, tied with a rope and dragged behind the horse to stagger. If nothing else happened, they would be herd slaves for the rest of their lives. They froze to death in the sheep pen on an unknown cold night. .
Even those strong men who surrendered were tied to a piece of wood and handcuffed. Next, they will be sold to Oirat.
Mantulu, with her breasts exposed and her breasts exposed, was sitting on the couch that originally belonged to her nephew, holding her arms around the beauty he had long coveted. Her niece-in-law looked at her tied nephew with a proud look on her face.
"My dear nephew, why are you looking at me like this? I don't understand."
Mantulu took a sip of wine, and the milky white kumiss flowed down his chin and dripped on his chest.
Nuonuohe said nothing, just staring at his uncle who was sitting on the couch with his arms around him. If eyes could kill, Mantulu would have died more than ten thousand times.
"Haha, don't blame uncle, your tribe was massacred all because of you!"
"Fart, you bastard bullied me too much!" Nuonuohe suddenly jumped up and rushed towards Mandulu, wanting to kick him to death, but behind him, Mandulu's coward Xue pinned him to the ground.
"Isn't that right? The Great Khan has given you countless opportunities. I hope you can stop contacting the rebels in the north and return to the arms of the Great Khan. But how did you do it? The envoy of the Great Khan has repeatedly humiliated you. , either shaved head or cut off ears. If not for the fact that I am the descendant of Barhu, the Great Khan would have sent troops to kill you!
But how did you do it? Get worse! You even stripped the messenger of the Khan naked, hung him up, whipped him for more than forty times, and even froze him to death in the snow! What do you want to do! "
Mantulu became angry when he said this. If this brat wasn't his nephew, he had a good relationship with him. For the sake of his face and his own Barhu tribe, he tried his best to say good things in front of the Khan. How could he Are you not a human being inside or outside the Great Khan?
"Since we are both descendants of Barhu, why did you slaughter my people!"
"Shut up!" Mantulu became a little angry and pulled out a scimitar and put it on Nuonuo and his neck.
The massacre was his fault, but Nuonuo and the people under his command imitated Nuonuohe's temperament to a tenth. A mere Zawunayan (a household of 100 households) dared to yell in front of his Huitaiji, I have long wanted to wait for an opportunity to take revenge!
"You Nuonuohe are so awesome. It doesn't matter if you make friends with those shabby people in Mobei. They are neighbors after all. But how dare you leave the Khan Court and join the Khalkha Alliance?"
Moreover, he didn't like this nephew in the first place. He was arrogant and caused trouble everywhere. If he hadn't been Huitaiji of Barhu's headquarters and a tyrant in Mobei, he would have been beaten to death!
Even the originally peaceful Baerhu tribe was divided because of his doting on the headquarters and his cronies, and frantically exploiting the subordinate tribes that were not his cronies!
He Nuonuo and his tribesmen fled east to his pasture every year to seek shelter, which showed how much he had gone too far. Forget it, the key point was that he, Nuonuo, and his tribe would come over every now and then to scold him, saying that he didn't An kindly cannibalizes himself!
It's such a pity that the Great Khan doesn't welcome him, but he still has to be angry with his nephew. Mantulu has already exhausted all his benevolence and righteousness!
The more I think about it, the angrier I get!
Mandulu lowered his knife. Nonohe wanted to say something, but Mandulu suddenly raised his hand and hit Nonohe's face with the handle of the knife. Nonohe was in pain. The pain on his cheek made him say something. He couldn't even utter a word, he just looked at Mantulu gloomily.
"puff!"
A few pieces of broken teeth mixed with blood were spat out by Nonohe.
Abahaikodon, who was held in Mantulu's arms, raised the corners of his mouth and let out a chuckle with a happy face.
Hearing laughter, Nonohe turned his head to get it and stared at Abahai fiercely, like a hungry wolf that had been hungry for several days.
Seeing Nuonuo and this bully, he suddenly felt uninterested. His originally hateful nephew looked like a defeated dog, which gave him no sense of accomplishment at all.
"Drag him down and keep him under strict guard." He waved his hand casually, and Qixue dragged the cursing Nonohe down.
"Ah, my beautiful Abahai, it's getting late, let's take a rest!"
Abahai, who had long been dissatisfied with Nuonuo and his promiscuity, had a flirtatious look and half-heartedly got together with the fat man Mantulu...
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"Fire, fire!"
"Quick, go get the water!"
The noisy sound outside the tent woke up Mantulu, who was sleeping. He vaguely heard the key word "fire" and suddenly woke up.
Pushing Abahai away, Abahai fell to the ground and woke up. He heard the sound of fire outside and screamed.
"Shut up!" Abahai staggered after being slapped by Mantulu, fell to the tent, covered his face and cried.
"You're crying, why don't you come and dress me! Come on, come on!"
Mantulu shouted.
"Huntaiji!"
Qie Xue didn't make any money. They couldn't look at Huetaiji's women at will, even if they fell asleep at the last minute, not to mention that they were the children of Nuonuo and Huetaiji.
"Hurry and go to Ashi Noonohe's tent, don't let him escape!"
Mandulu quickly ordered.
"Report! Report to Huetaiji. A group of people rushed in from the west. They set fires everywhere and killed people when they entered the tent. Nuonuo and Huetaiji were also taken away by them!"
"God Changsheng, why did you let Noonohe go!"
Mantulu's vision went dark and he fell down on the couch.
"Chase, let me chase you all!"
The timid Xue people got the order and quickly sent people to chase west.
Mantulu smiled bitterly, sat on the couch dejectedly, picked up the cup and took a sip of wine.
Since Nonohe led the Barhu tribe to break with the Khan Court and join the Khalkha Alliance, he has been lobbying the tribes affiliated with the Barhu tribe.
These Taijis who were originally dissatisfied with Nuonuohe were extremely dissatisfied because Nuonuohe did not mix with the orthodox and wealthy royal court, but instead went to hang out with the poor beggars in Mobei.
Mandulu's envoys came at the right time, and they also promised that as long as Nono and his headquarters disappear, they will send some people to fill Mandulu's headquarters, and recognize Mandulu as Balhu Huitai Ji. .
Mandu Luneng swaggered close to Nuonuo and no one reported it. He relied on Taiji from the tribes in the east to help cover his whereabouts.
But the west side is different. Most of them are Nuonuohe's cronies, and the west side is the territory of the Khalkha rebels!
Nonohe must not be allowed to enter the territory of those rebels!
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Nuonuo and he ran away crazily.
The one who just came to save him was his Nono and Qie Xue.
He also knew that what he did was not authentic, but he didn't want to change it.
He selected his own Qixue from the trusted tribe in the west, and kept some of them hidden in the hills to the west, and sent people to communicate with them every day.
Once no one communicates with them, they will rush to the headquarters fully armed. No matter whether Nonohe is alive or dead, or where he is transferred, this coward will go to save Nonohe or take revenge.
If you really can't be saved or avenged, then I won't make it easy for you even if I die! burn!
This was the case today. The colleagues who were supposed to contact him did not come over. They knew that something had happened to their Huitai Ji. In the dead of night, they lurked near Balhu's headquarters and rushed in at dawn.
Burn all the way. In their view, everyone who can live in tents now is the enemy, so there is no accidental injury.
Killing all the way, they observed that everyone was gathering towards two tents, one was Huetaiji's royal tent, and the other was a larger ordinary tent.
Without hesitation, he rushed straight to the relatively ordinary tent.
It's not that I haven't thought about attacking the king's tent. The enemy's leader must live in the king's tent. Even if it is the best solution to directly kill the leader of the invading tribe, there are too many people around. Compared with the king's tent, it is still the same. The ordinary tent was closer, and there were not as many people gathered around it as the royal tent.
As for who lives in the ordinary tent, I don't know, but it is always a person with a relatively important status. It would be great if he could guard his own Huitaiji's tent.
Things were indeed as the timid people expected, their Huitaiji was in this tent.
He eliminated the enemies guarding the gate, rescued Huitai Ji, and broke out before the enemies surrounded him.
"Capture Nuonuohe alive! Give him 10,000 cattle and sheep, and grant Minhan Nayan the title!"
Mandulu's messengers caught up with the pursuit team with Mandulu's promise.
"Capture Nuonuohe alive! Give him 10,000 cattle and sheep, and grant Minhan Nayan the title!"
The pursuing troops, who were originally getting slower and slower, were suddenly beaten to death, beating the horses on their crotches. The horses suffered pain and became much faster.
"Hurry, they are catching up!" Nuonuohe looked at the pursuers behind him in horror.
The two Tabinas looked at each other and then looked at the men behind them. After getting a look of approval, he stopped.
How could the sound of nearly a hundred people stopping be hidden from others? Nuonuohe looked at them in surprise.
"Huntaiji goes first, I'll cover you later!" The stout Tabinyan yelled at Nonohe at the top of his lungs, and pulled out his spare scimitar. The others followed suit, pulled out their scimitars, and turned their horses. Head towards the pursuers and kill them.
Their families and children are all in the headquarters. According to the rules for treating defeated tribes, the whole family is probably dead. They are so sad and angry that they have nothing to live for. The only thought now is to hold off the enemy and let Nuonuo and Huitai Ji escaped and came back with an army to avenge them.
The heart is fearless.
In just a few breaths, the two Tabinayans led their men into the enemy's ranks.
As Qie Xue of Huitaiji, they naturally have sophisticated armors. In this case, they have nothing to fear. Their anger also breaks through their reason, and seems to have broken through the usual limit of strength. Their strength increases greatly, and the more they fight, the more they get stronger. Yong, the pursuers of more than 2,000 people were actually blocked by Qie Xue of less than 100 people.
The sword was blocked by the armor. Once the scimitar was chopped, he grabbed the enemy's weapon and continued fighting. However, seeing the pursuers bypassing him and continuing to chase Huitaiji, everyone couldn't help but become anxious and waved the scimitar. The rhythm is also disrupted.
"Puch!"
A spear found the right opportunity and pierced the throat of a Tabin Nayan. Tabin Nayan was shocked and swung his knife to block, but he didn't expect that another spear followed closely and pierced his left side. Armpit, removed his left arm.
"Ah!" The severe pain made him forget the depths of the battlefield, and he was decapitated by the enemy beside him.
"Ayongga!" The stout Tabinna was shocked. He swung his machete faster and killed several pursuers who were caught off guard.
"hiss!!!"
The stout Tabin Nayan, who was looking for the next target, shuddered and fell off his horse. A carved feather arrow shot into the chest of his horse. The arrow penetrated into the horse's chest and blood spurted out. But this is not the point. The important point is that there is also a spear stuck in the horse's belly. This must be because the war horse jumped up on its front legs in pain just now, and someone found the opportunity to stab it straight into the heart. The war horse saw that it could not survive.
"ah!!!"
The stout Tabin Nayan roared loudly, picked up the spear he picked up and smashed it at the enemy on the horse who was about to draw out his scimitar. It was the horse he had just killed!
The man didn't hide away, and his brains exploded when he was hit by the gun head, and he fell off his horse.
The stout Tabinayan did not mount his horse. In the melee, any extra movement would lead to his own death. He wanted to kill a few more pursuers and did not want to die so easily.
Boom!
The sound of the bowstring sounded again, and a carved feather arrow shot towards his head with the sound of wind. The strong Tabin's face was numb, and he relied on his own instinct to use all his strength to hide to the side, but it was still a little late. The heavy arrow Shot off his helmet.
when!
The stout Tabin's face suddenly had stars in his eyes, and then he felt that his head was sinking in. He rolled his eyes unconsciously, staggered two steps forward, stood firm, and looked behind him blankly with his red and bloodshot eyes. Bleeding, he fell to the sky.
Before his consciousness faded, he recognized the man holding the mace.
A Minhan Nayan under the command of Mandu Luhun Taiji.
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"Capture Nuonuohe alive! Give him 10,000 cattle and sheep, and grant Minhan Nayan the title!"
Chasing his former Huetaiji like a prey, all the pursuers were immersed in this indescribable feeling of comfort.
"You are rebelling, put down your weapons, and I will let bygones be bygones!!" Disturbed by the constant slogans of capturing him alive, Nonohe shouted at the pursuers behind him.
But the arrows shot towards him interrupted what he wanted to say next. He dodged the arrows awkwardly, and Nuonuo and he yelled a few times in annoyance.
He already recognized who was chasing him.
I originally thought that Mandulu was sneaking up on me, but I didn't expect that it wasn't a sneak attack at all, but that he was coming in a big way.
The mole!
Nuonuohe spat at the back and kicked the horse's belly hard, but it was useless. It was not a good horse to begin with, and now the horse was reaching its limit. Seeing that he was getting slower and slower, Nuonuohe took out the small dagger found in the saddle bag and stabbed the horse's butt without hesitation.
"Hiss--" The war horse screamed in pain and ran like crazy, passing one timid one after another.
The speed increased, but Nonohe was not happy at all. He knew that this was only temporary, and horses had their limits after all.
We must get to Ethuan's tribe as soon as possible.
Ethuan is Nonohe's cousin. The two grew up together. Ethuan is loyal to Nonohe, and Nonohe also trusts Ethuan very much.
Zawen Nayan, who was chasing behind, was getting more and more anxious.
He is a tribal leader under Barhu, commanding hundreds of his own households. He knows that the direction he is heading towards is the territory of Uthuantaiji. If Nonohe runs there, not only will he not get any merit, but he may also be unlucky. There is also fear of life.
Zhawen's face became fierce, and he also took out his dagger and stabbed it into the horse's butt.
The subordinates behind him followed suit, their pursuit speed increased visibly, and they were getting closer and closer to Nonohe.
Anxious Nuonuo kept looking back. His horse had slowed down again, but no matter how hard it stabbed, the horse still didn't react at all.
Fearing what might happen, the front legs of the war horse weakened and fell to the ground. Nono and Nono were immediately thrown out.
Nuonuohe, who was well prepared, covered the back of his head, curled up, and fell heavily to the ground.
The cowards were shocked and quickly stopped their horses and surrounded Nuonuo.
There is no time to change horses now, and there is no time to accelerate when changing horses.
Nuonuohe looked up at the bright moon in despair, smiled bitterly, and shook his head.
The cowards in front of him also gave up the idea of escape, but silently drew out their scimitars, and under the command of Zawain Nayan, they rushed towards the pursuers.
The remaining cowards quickly filled in, and after the front rushed out for a while, they followed silently.
His eyes were filled with the will to die.
The first wave of charges soon became silent, and the pursuers once again divided into two teams and rushed towards Qiong Xue on both sides.
Well---
Suddenly, a horn horn sounded. Nuonuohe looked behind in surprise. There were firelights shining in the distance. Soon, the muffled sound of cavalry stepping on the ground also made him feel at ease.
Ertehuantaiji is coming.
This horn sounds so familiar. Isn't it the horn I gave to Ertehuan when I was a child?
Nuonuo and Xiao looked up to the sky and vented their frustration.
Ethuan's army collided with Mantulu's pursuers, and the exhausted pursuers ran away. They were no match for Ethuan Qixue, who was marching with one man and two horses and was fully armored. He was immediately defeated by Ethuan. Te Huanqie and Xue were divided and surrounded, and they could not cut through the iron armor while playing. The pursuers could only watch as Ute Huanqie and Xue slashed at their own necks with a smile...
"Aha, Ute Huan is late!" A maroon horse carrying a strong knight stopped twenty steps away from Nono and Nono. The knight jumped off the horse, strode forward and collapsed on the ground. Nuonuohe's words reveal concern.
"It's not too late, Du, it's not too late for you to come." Nonohe resisted his exhaustion, raised the corners of his mouth and smiled reluctantly at Utter. He didn't want to show his weakness in front of his best brother, but He is too tired.
"Du, hurry up, hurry up and summon the four Huitai Ji to come to your place to discuss matters. Mantulu attacked me. That cowardly bereaved dog is going to attack us..." The eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, and in one day, I have experienced family destruction, tribesmen and women. Nuonuohe, who had been massacred and fled, couldn't hold on any longer. He raised his head and fell down on the grass. Erthuan was startled and quickly helped Nuonuohe who fell to the ground. Just as he was about to shake, he heard Nuonuohe snoring. .
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"...What's more, this is not in the armor style booklet of the Ministry of War. To sum up, this is just a thick cotton coat lined with some iron pieces, not any armor."
Jia Hui said with a strong face to the emperor and the emperor who were sitting at the table.
"Oh, did I blame you wrongly?" The emperor rubbed his mustache with a funny look on his face.
"That's right!" The excited Jia Hui stood up excitedly.
"Kneel down!" The emperor held a folding fan, knocked on the table and shouted towards Jia Hui.
"Why."
Jia Hui knelt on the ground again with a hard look on his face.
The fact that the Jia family was leaking through a sieve was indeed no joke. My grandfather had only passed away a few years ago, and these slaves were used by the old lady without any rules at all.
It has been three days since they developed the cloth armor. During these three days, they discovered that pouring some water into the cotton felt when pressing it would have a better effect. They immediately dismantled several armors they had made before and started making them again. .
Just when I was happy to make my first armor again.
The embroidered guard broke into the house and got all the stolen goods. Xiu Yi carried the emperor's token and slipped himself to Xiyuan.
Then I saw the Emperor and the Emperor.
"As expected of you, Xiao Hui'er. A few days ago, I was thinking that Xiao Hui'er would grow up and not mess around anymore. I didn't expect that he would give me such a big surprise. He made a private armor! You are worthy of it. It’s you!” The Emperor held a folding fan and tapped his left hand with a look of emotion on his face.
"The Emperor is so complimentary." Jia Hui scratched his head in embarrassment.
Snapped!
"You bastard, you are so proud to have the same virtue as Jia Daishan!" The emperor angrily threw the folding fan on Jia Hui's head.
"Thank you, Your Majesty, for the reward!" Jia Hui silently inserted the folding fan into his belt.
"Ha!" The emperor was very happy. Seeing Jia Hui's rogue appearance, he looked very much like the old brother who played tricks in front of his father.
"Oh, forget it, it's not written in the booklet of the left and right military departments that this is A, so you can pass the test." The emperor settled the matter.
The emperor next to him also nodded. After all, the emperor had spoken. As an emperor, he agreed or disagreed, and he thought so too.
In fact, the emperor himself likes the way things are now. He himself is the kind of person who doesn't like to make decisions. The emperor is very satisfied to have the emperor to give him advice and protect him from wind and rain.
"What do you think of your cotton-padded armor?" the emperor asked.
"Your Majesty, this is not A..."
"Ah, yes, yes, how is the effect of this armor?"
"..."
Whatever you say is what it is.
"Returning to your Majesty, the defensive effect is naturally not as good as the iron armor, but its overall performance is better, it uses less materials, it is easy to obtain raw materials, and it saves time and effort to make.
The defensive power is also ranked above the qualified line among many armors in our Daqi. It is between light armor and medium armor. In terms of weight, the weight of the full-body cloth armor is only slightly heavier than that of the light armor, but the defensive area is the same as that of the medium armor. almost.
Although it is not as good as heavy cavalry armor and heavy infantry armor, it is more portable and suitable for most people to use. The most important thing is that she is cheap! "Jia Hui introduced the performance of the cloth face armor to the emperor.
"Okay, it's useless to talk more, Xiao Huier, ah, no, Xiao Huier has grown up and is already a general. It's time to call her.
Jinyu, didn’t you come here with a suit of armor? Come on, please move the driving school and bring some dummies over. I want to try it myself! "
Jinyu, I really regret asking Mr. Lu to choose my words. It’s too ordinary!
"I accept the decree."
