Lu Wusi had the courage and ruthlessness to kill, but in terms of martial arts, he had nothing to brag about. Most of this defensive judge's daily experience was spent in business and some underhanded tactics. He was used to walking in the shadows. Once he faced the impact of the Mongolian cavalry, he would probably not survive for more than a few breaths.
Even if the Mongolians he faced were subordinates of the weaker Qianhu in the Mongolian army, it would not be difficult to kill such an ordinary man holding a short sword.
Unless there are hundreds of people who are as skilled in martial arts as Lu Wusi and are not afraid of death, they will swarm out and take advantage of the panic of the horses to surround the cavalry on all sides and cut off their speed advantage. Next, these people have to trade their lives for their lives by swinging their swords and killing them in order to have the possibility of victory.
Does Lu Wusi have so many companions around him?
There are so many companions.
However, Lu Wusi estimated that how they responded would depend on their courage and determination to fight for their lives.
Lu Wusi arrived at Wusha Castle a few days ago and finally found Lu Shu and A Duo, who were running like hares. Also arriving at the time were some of Yeli Yasi's trusted cavalrymen. After seeing Lu Shu and A Duo, these cavalrymen immediately offered to take them south overnight and escape while the grasslands were in chaos.
From the perspective of maintaining the safety of two people, this is the best advice. Lu Wusi was the first to agree.
From Yeli Yasi's point of view, as long as Lu Shu left, there would be no reason for the chaos in the grassland, and no one would investigate the identity and background of the Tatar people. No matter how angry the Emperor of Zhou was, he sent troops to attack Bel. It’s enough to kill Gutai for a few rounds, and everyone can continue to live their lives as before.
But Lu Shu said that he would leave a few days later. Because on his way to Usha Castle, he bumped into a few skinny slaves picking up wild fruits nearby. After asking, I found out that these people were Han slaves who were being held in the meadow to the north.
Most of these Han slaves came from craftsmen's households. Because there has been neither iron nor fabric on the grassland in the past two years, there is no manual work at all. Now they are regarded as the lowest boller in the tribe, responsible for collecting wild fruits and vegetables. If they are not satisfied, they will be killed by the Mongols. People are either killed or beaten.
Lu Shu asked a few more questions and found out that they had also recruited Sichangzhou in the northeast of the Jin Kingdom in their early years, and they might have had a relationship with him.
As the old saying goes, don't forget each other even if you are rich or noble; how much more so when you are on the horizon and encounter people who are wandering and miserable?
Lu Shu immediately pointed out that since all the Tatar people who captured him had been killed, there were actually no enemies on the grassland, and the return trip would be safer with the help of Yeli Yasi's trusted cavalry. In this case, we might as well wait a few days and take away these fugitive slaves and their families together.
Lu Wusi felt that it was not difficult to carry two burdens, and it would not be difficult to carry five or ten. Moreover, Lu Shu's trip was to clean up the tombs of Guo and Lu's elders. After ensuring his own safety, he could save a few people casually, which would be regarded as good deeds and good fortune.
He immediately agreed to Lu Shu's proposal.
Unexpectedly, after Lu Shu proposed bringing people back to the Central Plains, the news spread very quickly among the Han slaves in the surrounding areas.
Han slaves had been treated as animals for a long time and were already numb. Some people have simply become walking zombies, completely losing hope. They are still alive in this world because they cannot make up their minds to die. But there are also people who still think about their hometown, their relatives, and the life that normal people should live.
The latter group of people suddenly heard that there was someone at the ruins of Usha Castle who was willing to gather them and take them out of the sea of misery, and they became almost fanatical and excited. In just two or three days, hundreds of people came from the surrounding meadows and river valleys to gather at Usha Castle.
God knows how come so many slaves gathered in this deserted place, and God knows how they heard the news!
For two or three days, someone ran for dozens of miles without sleep with a rope of beef tendon tied around his ankle, so much so that the tendon rubbed his feet to pieces. There were also people who ran out of gas and energy on the road and rushed to Usha Castle, entrusting the children and teenagers around them to die immediately.
At this situation, Lu Shu and Lu Wusi had no choice but to escape quickly.
Now that the news of their gathering of Han'er's slaves has spread, the Mongols who want to capture him will soon arrive under Belgutai's orders. Even if they don't go to swords and guns, there will definitely be a lot of trouble; and Yeli Yasi's subordinates will definitely not be able to fight against Qianhu Nayan of the Golden Family.
In this case, the only way is to gather more people and take advantage of the chaos on the grassland to go back together!
If you want to return home, you have to be brave enough. The scattered Mongolian pursuers in front of us are the object of courage training, and it is also a necessary means to select available people from among the slaves!
The sword flashed, and Lu Wusi slashed hard.
In front of him, the faces of the Mongolian pursuers showed ferocious smiles. Behind the pursuers, he saw several Mongolian teenagers who were obviously only fourteen or fifteen years old, also wielding iron knives or heavy sticks, with smiles on their faces.
In their eyes, chasing slaves is as easy as hunting small animals on the grassland, and there is absolutely no chance of anything going wrong. Even if the horses were frightened by the burning grass balls, wouldn't they have to use swords and guns to decide the outcome in the end?
Speaking of fighting, who were the Mongolian warriors afraid of?
When a Mongolian fell from his horse, he was facing Lu Wusi. He rolled twice on the ground with one hand, then immediately got up and drew his sword at him.
However, the moment he stood firm, there was a muffled "bang" sound, and the Mongolian fell softly.
Lu Wusi was charging forward with his knife, when he felt his face became hot, and the warm liquid splashed across his face, making him unable to open his eyes.
He waved a sword with his right hand to cover his figure, and wiped his face with the sleeve of his left hand. When he opened his eyes, he saw that the Mongolian head was torn apart like a watermelon that accidentally fell to the ground, and the red and white pulp flowed to the ground. . Next to it was a stone covered in blood and brain matter.
The one who threw the stone was a scrawny man among the people who had fled earlier. I don’t know what kind of life he lived on the grassland. His beard and hair were all knotted, and he exuded a stench.
Seeing Lu Wusi turning sideways and looking back, the man grinned and limped forward.
Another Mongolian was startled by the flying stone, and his reaction was a little slow. He was knocked down by the thin man with all his strength. Two people rolled on the ground one after another.
The Mongolian's fighting experience was naturally a hundred times better than that of the Han'er craftsmen. He was stout and probably much stronger. He quickly grabbed the thin man's back and wrapped his other hand in front of him, intending to stab back with a knife and cut his opponent's throat.
It was too late, but it was too late. Lu Shu stepped forward, kicked the knife out of the Mongolian's hand, and then stabbed him with the knife. After three or five stabs, blood surged out like a fountain. The Mongolian wailed twice and was overthrown by the thin man.
Later, the Mongolian cavalry behind them became frightened and angry. Several of them had already restrained their horses, and now they roared and urged their horses forward.
Unexpectedly, the vision suddenly dimmed, and several huge fishing nets were thrown out with all their strength, covering several feet in a radius, covering their heads and faces.
Although the Mongols are nomadic people, they also have the custom of fishing. But most of the fishing nets they use are horsetail nets or wool nets. This kind of animal fiber easily absorbs water and corrodes, so it is neither strong nor durable.
In the past few years, Han'er slaves have been starving on the grasslands, but many of them used bark and miscanthus to weave fishing nets to catch fish to feed themselves, so there were many people who knew how to weave fishing nets.
The slaves who defected to Usha Castle in the early stage generally had skills. In just a few days, they used the grass and thorns around the ruins of Usha Castle to urgently make fire-kindling grass balls, and also made multiple large nets. At this moment, large nets were pouring down from the sky, and the Mongolians slashed at them with knives. However, the fishing nets were wrapped vertically and horizontally, and it was useless to cut one or two of them. People and horses were all entangled immediately.
A few people were particularly unlucky. When they were caught in the fishing net, they actually got entangled with the burning grass ball. Fishing nets are naturally not resistant to high temperatures, but how can they endure the burning in the moment before the net breaks?
The Mongolians screamed fiercely, and dozens of figures rushed out from the pits on both sides of the road where grass balls had previously flown out!
Shouts, shouts, the sound of horse hooves, the sound of footsteps on the ground, the crisp sound of wooden sticks breaking bones, the muffled sound of blades tearing blood vessels, and the hissing sound of blood splattering all broke out at the same time, forming an indescribable sound. sound.
When the Mongolian cavalry arrived from behind, several Han slaves were so mad that they jumped on the horses, grabbed the bodies of the Mongolian cavalry with their hands, tried to pull them off, and even bit them with their mouths, eager to swallow them. flesh.
Since ancient times, on the battlefield, those who are not afraid of death have won three points first. When the Mongolian army swept across the Central Plains, it was the tens of thousands of Mongolians who drank blood and were as fearless as wild beasts. However, the Mongols' plunder, massacre, and abuse created a life like hell, and also created a large number of slaves on the grasslands who were not afraid of death.
Since these slaves were taken to the grassland, they have been bullied every day, risked death every day, and lived a life worse than pigs and dogs; they suffer every day while living, and every day they feel that they might as well die early.
But once such slaves see hope, they undergo earth-shaking changes. Some people rekindled the hope of rebirth, while others ignited the fire of revenge and backlash. They are not afraid of death, just like the Mongols are not afraid of death!