The black war horse was covered in iron armor, with red liquid dripping from its lower body. It was hard to tell whether it was blood or water. The water in the river had long been dyed red.
Corpses littered the fields, the smell was choking, and as far as the eye could see, it was difficult to find a complete corpse.
The heads of the Huns were not considered military merits, so the Qin army did not intentionally leave intact heads and let the horses crush them.
The third son of the Great Qin Dynasty, General Ying, rode a horse ashore from the Chishui River. He saw the Qin soldiers in armor, covered with fleshy foam and sticky blood. They looked like they were coming back from hell.
There has never been such a strong fishy smell in my nose. In the past, I hunted deer, sheep, and tigers, and disemboweled them for food on the spot. I thought the extremely strong fishy smell was nothing compared to the battlefield.
He glanced around blankly, looking from left to right, then from right to left.
The Hun's wails and curses.
Qin Qi's slashing and killing, laughing wildly.
The weapon blade penetrates the flesh, the sharp arrow pierces the air, the arrow enters the body, the sword cuts off the head, the horse neighs, the horse hoof tramples...
All kinds of sounds were mixed together and penetrated into his ears without leaving him any time to react or asking for his permission.
There was a surge in his throat, and he vomited because he had wanted to be a general and open up territory for the Qin Dynasty. Lying on the back of the horse, he vomited loudly and his filth fell to the ground.
He knew why Meng Tian wanted him to eat less and why he said he would suffer. He vomited with his eyes closed until there was nothing left, then he kept retching and tears came out from the vomiting.
The sound of him vomiting was covered up by sounds of being chased, screams, and other sounds, and the stench of vomit was covered up by the smell of fresh blood.
Viewed from above.
The sharp blade flashed with white light, and the blood soared three feet. The people on the reflecting horses charged, shot arrows, and slashed with swords. The people on the non-reflecting horses were shot down, chopped down, and frightened.
The noisy sound fills the sky, like a large pot of boiling water that is constantly heating, gurgling and bubbling. The splashing water drips down on the body, causing burns and burns.
Li You, who was ordered by Meng Tian to accompany Ying General Lu, looked reluctantly at his colleagues who rushed out to kill him. He reluctantly helped Ying General Lu get off his horse, patted the third young master of Da Qin on the back, and handed him a water bag.
"Drink some water."
Gudu Gudu~
Ying Jianglu took a big drink of water, rinsed his mouth, and spit it out.
He retched a few more times, drank some water, and finally recovered.
He gave a wry smile.
"I told you to watch a joke."
Li You nodded honestly.
"It's a bit embarrassing, but it doesn't matter. Not many people saw this scene."
Ying Jianglu was stunned for a moment and chuckled.
"I see that you and I are about the same age. Your first time on the battlefield must have happened recently. Did you vomit at that time?"
Li You shook his head.
When he went to the battlefield for the first time, his mind went blank. He only knew how to follow his colleagues to kill and kill. Although his hands and feet were shaking afterward, his heart was extremely happy.
[You are not so unbearable...]
Ying Jianglu smiled bitterly again.
"Okay, then you are indeed qualified to say that Jiang Lu is embarrassed."
"Li You is a natural disciple of the military. It's the first time for the Third Young Master to go to the battlefield. It's normal to have such a reaction. You'll get used to it. Tian also vomited before."
Meng Tian did not charge and pursue. That was not what a general should do. This is not because Meng Tian is afraid of death, but rather than rushing to kill, it is more advantageous for him to lead the battle alive. No matter how high a person's martial arts skills are and how capable he is of killing, the number of people he can kill is limited.
In the eyes of military disciples, if an army general personally participates in the war, it means that defeat is not far away.
Only the defeated generals will pick up the sword and join the battle, and personally participate in the battlefield where the sword has no eyes, trying to fight to the death or being forced to fight in order to escape.
"General Meng used his troops like a god, and General Lu admires him. Previously, he was short-sighted and did not know the general's strategy. He delayed the opportunity to fight and almost missed a major event. General Lu is here to make amends to the general."
Meng Tian shook his head.
He is not the stupid young man like Li You. He will not just nod his head and say, "It's okay if you know you're wrong."
General Ying was the son of the First Emperor, and he was willing to lead troops away from the peaceful land of Xianyang to the desert. The combination of the two is enough to make him have extra respect for this young master.
"Tian left five thousand men to clean up the battlefield. Should the Third Young Master follow Tian in pursuit, or should he stay here and wait for Tian's return?"
Ying Jianglu rubbed his empty stomach vigorously, picked up the water bottle and took a sip of water, stepped on the stirrups, grabbed the saddle and rode up.
"The general will follow the general."
With these neat movements and crisp words, Meng Tian couldn't help but nod slightly, having a better impression of this young man nicknamed Little Taotie.
"Gongsun Hun! You lead five thousand people to clean up the battlefield. The remaining people will follow me to attack the city!"
The tall and mighty Gongsun Hun was assigned to clean the battlefield, but he was a little tired.
The heads on the ground cannot be exchanged for military merit. If you stay to burn the Xiongnu corpses and gather the horses to search for ordnance, there is no way to siege the city and kill people.
But the military order has been issued, and there is no room for bargaining. Gongsun Hun roared loudly and designated five thousand men to stay. The messenger then conveyed the order of pursuit, and Qin Qi, who had just experienced a war, embarked on the journey again.
The black front continued to move forward, and the ground they stepped on was stained with blood and turned into red ground. After the red blood dries up, it will turn black soon, which is the black ground.
The great Qin Dynasty respected water virtues and worshiped blackness.
Black soil is Qin soil.
"Sun Tzu's Art of War says: Don't contain the enemy when you return, besiege the enemy, and don't pursue the enemy. Our army is pursuing these three taboos now. Can General Meng teach General Lu why he should pursue immediately at this time?" The art of war that the general studied seems to be full of mistakes on the battlefield."
In this pursuit, General Ying still couldn't understand Meng Tian's operations, but he no longer interfered with Meng Tian's command, but humbly asked for advice.
The military books he read did not give him the slightest confidence in facing this great victory commanded by Meng Tian.
"Third Young Master, do you want to learn the art of war? Or do you just want to understand?"
"I want to learn the art of war."
"Then Shu Tian cannot say the same thing as Third Young Master. For the same reason, what Tian said and what Third Young Master thought up are completely different to Third Young Master himself."
"...The general doesn't understand what General Meng means."
Meng Tian glanced at Li You. Li You received the signal and started the Chinese-to-Chinese translation program. He leaned forward slightly and said:
"What you see on paper is ultimately shallow, but you know you have to do it in detail."
Ying Jianglu suddenly understood and nodded repeatedly.
"Jiang Lu understands!"
Meng Tian somewhat understood why his eldest father didn't want to see the scholars anymore. These scholars sometimes couldn't communicate normally, which was really irritating.
Ying Jianglu looked back, a little surprised that Li Youneng said these words.
"Have you also read your uncle's poems?"
Li Youyi looked surprised.
"Third Young Master's uncle's name is Lu You?"
"No, my uncle is the Lord of Chang'an. But this is what my uncle wrote. He always changes his name when writing, and Lu You is one of them. He also has many other names such as Jin Yong, Gu Long, Li Bai, and Du Fu."
"Ah, what you read is also written by Chang'an Jun? Chang'an Jun is so strong!"
"..."
Talking about their common interests, the two teenagers chatted animatedly behind the scenes.
Meng Tian shook his legs. They got wet when crossing the river, and felt a little uncomfortable because of the wetness.
"In just a few years, there have been many people in the family, but it turns out that it is only Changanjun. No wonder there are only books but no people. Changanjun, Tian finally understands why my eldest father is so in awe of you."
There's some truth, there's something.
Only when you experience it and understand it can you understand it clearly.
The Qin army marched north, and the night was getting dark.
After walking for about an hour, the scout in front reported back.
"Five miles away is the Xiongnu City. From a distance, it can be seen that the Xiongnu City is in chaos."
Meng Tian ordered the entire army to speed up and charge!
Nearly forty-five thousand Qin cavalry charged, the sound of hoofbeats was like thunder, and the momentum was like a roaring mountain and a tsunami.
The battle just now did not make this group of cavalry tired. They were still high in fighting spirit. They did not kill enough.
For them, the one just now was not a big war. Which big war only killed dozens of people in total? The number of people who died in the real battle was more than a few dozen!
Riding on the afterglow, Qin Qi brought night to the Xiongnu city. The black steel torrent destroyed everything, including tents, children, and the elderly, all of which were smashed into powder.
The massacre was exactly the same as the one at the riverside, no, it was even more bloody, cruel and violent than before.
There were not many Huns cavalry, war horses, and livestock in the city, and most of the rest were old, weak, women, and children.
These old and weak women and children had no ability to resist. Most of them either stood there and cursed in an attempt to satisfy themselves before they died, or they knelt on the ground and repeatedly kowtowed and begged in Xiongnu language that most Qin people could not understand.
They behave differently, but they all end up the same, death.
Except for some younger Hun women who were given special care and no killers were killed, all the old and children were killed without leaving any survivors.
This time, perhaps because of his experience or because he could not see clearly in the dark night, although Ying Jianglu still felt very uncomfortable, he did not vomit it out.
Still feeling uncomfortable in his stomach, Ying Jianglu resisted the urge to bend down, looked at the raging Qin army, and said to Meng Tian:
"General Meng, can you spare the lives of these people?"
Meng Tian looked solemn.
"On the battlefield, remember not to be benevolent as a woman! If it is not the heart of our clan, it will be different. There is no way to talk about benevolence and righteousness with these Hun dogs! The Third Young Master is soft-hearted towards the Huns. When the Huns broke Yanmen to rape and plunder, they were not seen treating the Qin people. Be kind and soft-hearted!”
Ying Jianglu explained:
"General Lu is not merciful. He wanted to say this just before the battle, but lost his temper and forgot to speak. He couldn't occupy the Huns' land by killing them. He wanted to recruit the Huns and treat them equally..."
"Third Young Master! Don't talk about this matter again!"
Meng Tian didn't wait to finish listening, seriously interrupted Ying Jianglu's words, turned his horse and left.
What Ying Jianglu said made no sense to him!
Jiuyuan, Yanmen was broken.
This group of Hun dogs killed people and set fires in the two counties, committing all kinds of evil. How many of his brothers died under the scimitar of the Huns, and how many women were naked and stained with blood, not knowing how humiliated they were during their lifetimes.
At that time, why didn't anyone come to talk to these Hun dogs about benevolence and righteousness?
He, Meng Tian, wanted to kill all these Hun dogs!
Surrender? Absolutely impossible!
"Leave five thousand people! The rest are waiting, follow me!"
Meng Tian ordered loudly.
Judging from the more than 20,000 Huns cavalry and the endless tents, this city had a lot of livestock.
The Xiongnu did not engage in agricultural production. To support so many people, they must have enough cattle and sheep.
Nowadays, there are mostly old, weak, women and children in the city, young and middle-aged people are almost missing, and livestock and horses are also missing.
The answer is obvious. The young men who did not go to the river to join the battle ran away with their cattle and sheep.
Forty thousand Qin cavalry continued their pursuit in less than half an hour.
In the dark distance, a piece of white appeared, which was the continuous wool of the sheep.
The Qin army came back with groups of cattle and sheep.
As I got closer, I realized that almost every sheep and every cow was stained with blood.
Meng Tian, who had won a great victory and made great gains, rode around for a tour, but did not see the figure of General Ying Lu, but saw his own soldier Li You.
"Where is the Third Young Master?"
Li You pointed to the tent behind him. A woman's scream came from the tent, and there was more than one woman.
Meng Tian frowned, a little unbelievable.
The Third Young Master who had just told him that he would treat the Huns favorably, treat them equally and recruit them to surrender, had his gender changed in such a short time? Just do this?
"Is the Third Young Master inside?"
Li You nodded and stretched out five fingers.
"There are five more Hun women."
[Five... Is this almost the same as Lao Ai's back then? What does the Third Young Master often eat? Pooh! What is Tian thinking! ]
Meng Tian dismounted and leaned next to the tent. Meng Tian did not open the tent rashly for fear of frightening Ying Jianglu to the point where he would no longer be able to get hard.
He listened carefully, carefully distinguishing whether the only male voice mixed in with the woman's screams and cries was Ying Jianglu's voice.
Meng Tian trusted Li You very much, otherwise he wouldn't have been able to arrange the task of taking care of General Ying. However, the safety of Ying Jianglu needs to be further confirmed, and there is no room for any mistakes.
[It really is! What is the character of this third young master? Seeing the corpse and smelling the blood made me vomit. How could he have such great desire in the same battlefield for just over an hour? ]
Meng Tian looked puzzled, and heard that Li You, who was guarding outside the tent, was breathing a little quickly, and said with a smile:
"Don't stay here. It's not uncomfortable to hold it in. You can also find one. If you can bear it, you can find a few more."
Some Huns women were left behind to vent their anger on the soldiers, who were so pretty even when they saw sows. This was an unwritten rule in fighting against these foreigners outside the Great Wall.
Meng Tian was only surprised that Ying Jianglu, who was full of benevolence and righteousness and couldn't stop vomiting, could lift a gun, but was not surprised by the act itself.
"No need to go."
Li You, whose heart was filled with excitement, shook his head.
"What? If you don't go, it will be too late. None of these women can be taken back, they will all die here."
Qin's sword would leave no one alive. Meng Tian held the philosophy of killing the Xiongnu to death, and most generals had this philosophy towards foreigners.
When foreign invaders invaded the Central Plains, how should the soldiers who advocated martial arts, blood for blood, and tooth for tooth return?
Benevolence and righteousness? That's scholarly nonsense!
"You can't insult the family tradition."
Li You still shook his head.
Meng Tian slapped his head.
"I forgot that you, a boy who is more suitable for the battlefield than the younger men of the Meng family, are the son of Li Si."
A fire made the dark night red, burning away the darkness and burning away the sin.
There were 50,000 cavalry when they came, and when they returned, there were still 50,000 cavalry.
No one was captured, only countless cattle, sheep and horses.
"The Third Young Master is really an eye-opener for Tian. I told Tian Yan before that it is really kind and righteous for Tian to still be the Third Young Master."
Meng Tian teased.
Ying Jiang Lu smiled.
"Those were taught by my uncle."
Meng Tian's smile faltered.
"Third Young Master, next time you have to say these words first..."
