Also crucified were the entire Hu tribe. This medium-sized tribe with only 2,000 households was simply not enough for the more than 20,000 Zhao troops. However, in just two quarters of an hour, the frontal assault troops led by Li Mu completed the rendezvous with the troops behind them.
In the barbarian camp, the wailing and screaming stopped, and even the sound of children crying had disappeared.
The sun shines down, and a few strands of gold appear among the blood red. The cold air seems to have been condensed by blood. Even the battle-hardened horses seem to be a little impatient with the strong smell of blood, and they can't help but snorting.
The Hu man who first discovered Zhao's army, the man who wanted to exchange good leather for a piece of salt for his family, could not escape this disaster after all.
In the open space only a few meters outside the tent, sharp arrows had penetrated his broad chest, and a spear had nailed him to the spot. Blood followed the traces of the arrows and spears and flowed from his chest. The dripping water from the back hit the faces of a mother and her son who were hugging each other tightly.
But the mother and son hugging each other tightly had long since lost their vitality. Several sharp arrows have completely connected them together.
After all, a man is just a person, and no matter how broad his chest is, he can't block the arrows coming from all directions!
Although the man had opened his arms to welcome the arrow, under the thin protective wings, the mother and son could not escape the crushing fate.
In the face of fate, personal power seems so small and powerless. The wheels of history have rolled over mercilessly, and the volumes of great achievements left behind are clearly written with blood and tears.
But this time the person who wrote it was Zhao Kuo. But as the general of the Zhao army, Zhao Kuo couldn't help himself in the world.
If there was a choice, how could Zhao Kuo, a modern man, make the decision?
The "Kill without mercy" order did not spare even women and children. It's a pity that Zhao Kuo had no choice. Between the Hu women and children and the Zhao people, Zhao Kuo could only choose the Zhao people. Just like the Shanyu repeatedly invaded the south of Zhao, he did it as a last resort.
If we don’t invade the south, we won’t be able to get supplies, and we won’t be able to consume the old people who can no longer create value. More tribes and herdsmen will freeze to death and starve to death in that extremely long winter that lacks food and clothing.
If women and children are not killed, they will quickly find the nearest tribe, expose the Zhao army's northward march, and even ask their Shanyu to avenge their men and fathers.
So next, the person who loses the backbone of the family is Zhao Guoren. Without the new force of Zhao Kuo, Daijun will be completely reduced to a paradise for the barbarians... The military is the most important thing in the country. From the beginning, this has been a life-and-death struggle, whether it is women or children. , strong men, Zhao Jun, and barbarians, they are all part of the game, and even Zhao Kuo himself, who made the layout, is not a part of the game.
The world is unkind and treats all things as stupid dogs. This is the truth of history, the cruel truth! Just as a netizen joked: I was reciting "Man Jiang Hong" impassionedly, but suddenly I found that Helan Mountain seemed to be my hometown... Things in the world are never black and white.
Hearing that the camp in the distance had gradually calmed down, Zhao Kuo, who was still watching the battle in the distance, couldn't help but sigh silently in his heart.
As a modern man, Zhao Kuo is concerned about
There was still some resistance from the bottom of his heart to the "kill without mercy" order, even though he knew very well that such an order was right and most suitable for Zhao Jun now.
This is a life-and-death war, with no mercy at all. At the same time, Zhao Kuo also knew very well that such things would probably continue to happen one after another.
Zhao Kuo knew better that as the commander-in-chief of the Zhao Army, he could not show even a little bit of sadness and reluctance, otherwise he would be irresponsible to the tens of thousands of Zhao Army cavalry under his command and the hundreds of thousands of generations of county people behind him.
A sigh from the bottom of his heart may be the only thing Zhao Kuo can do for these creatures.
It was also in this long sigh that Zhao Kuo was stripping away the last trace of his modern aura, even if this aura once brought Zhao Kuo honor and glory.
If you want to truly become a hero like the First Emperor, you must abandon all modern sour values and develop a heart of stone.
It may be a sin in the present time, but it will benefit China in the future. And this is the greatest wealth that a modern person leaves to Chinese civilization after returning to ancient times.
Looking up, Zhao Kuo's eyes had a hint of indifference and a hint of heat. Looking at the messengers galloping in the distance, Zhao Kuo knew that this battle with great disparity in strength had finally come to an end.
"Report!" The messenger had already jumped off the horse ten meters away from Zhao Kuo. He swung the reins and his comrades had already taken it. Then he trotted to Zhao Kuo, knelt on one knee, clasped his fists with both hands, and shouted loudly. He replied: "General, after the battle on the front line, no one has escaped according to the order, and the camp has completely fallen into my hands. Please give me your instructions, general." Obviously, the messenger who was sent back to report the news was undoubtedly a son of Shijun at that time. , faced with the beheading of the Hu people, they were all happy, and not at all entangled, not from Daijun, let alone who.
Not only this messenger, but everyone behind Zhao Kuo who heard the words also expressed ecstasy. Of course, among the ecstasy, there was also a bit of regret - regret that he could not come to the scene in person to kill the Hu people.
Even many people in Zhao Kuo's personal barracks showed such expressions. Zhao Kuo was not surprised. His personal soldiers were selected from the army, and the Daidi border army has always been the most powerful in the entire Zhao Kingdom. As for the strong ones, the people of Daijun are even more powerful.
In other words, there are many people in Zhao Kuo's personal barracks who are either from the Daijun border army, or simply the children of Daijun.
Seeing the reactions of the people around him, Zhao Kuo felt a little comforted, but also slightly worried about the future mutual market - with such a feud-like relationship between them, can his mutual trading strategy really work?
Of course, this is not the time to consider this issue. Perhaps, after experiencing this killing journey, the murderous intention of some of the troops can be slightly weakened.
Zhao Kuo thought silently in his heart. Immediately, Zhao Kuo suppressed his unbearable heart and began to give instructions to the ordering soldiers: "Send the order to Li Mu: Prepare the battlefield immediately."
"Yes." The kneeling messenger immediately agreed.
"Instruct the Huotou camp to immediately bury pots to make rice, kill cattle and cook sheep to reward the troops." Zhao Kuo then turned his head and ordered to the soldiers on the side.
"Yes." The soldier quickly agreed.
"Command to the whole army: have a good meal and set off immediately in half an hour." Zhao Kuo ordered again.
"Yes." The soldiers around him agreed in unison. ...Zhao Kuo's order was quickly implemented, and a burst of fighting immediately broke out in the back camp of the Hu camp.
"The bloody storm" is when the soldiers select plump mutton and beefy beef for themselves. While Li Mu was busy directing the cleaning of the battlefield and cooking cattle and sheep, Zhou Qi found Zhao Kuo with excitement on his face.
"General." Zhou Qi wiped the blood on his face, with a look of excitement that seemed to say: "It's so fucking cool!" Looking at Zhou Qi's appearance, Zhao Kuo suddenly remembered that Zhou Qi was also a frontier soldier on behalf of the local army. He was born with a natural hostility towards barbarians. From this point of view, the excitement on his face was justified.
Although the Zhao army suppressed the barbarians in the past, the fact that they could really beat the barbarians so violently, and even massacre the entire tribe, probably dates back to the period of King Wuling of Zhao, and Zhou Qi obviously had never experienced this.
Now that this whole round of killings was carried out happily, a great revenge was avenged, and I felt relieved and depressed!
"What's the matter?" Zhao Kuo nodded and asked.
"Final General!" Zhou Qi tried hard to control his excitement. Obviously, his excitement was probably not limited to the pleasure of beating up barbarians.
After swallowing his saliva for a moment, Zhou Qi continued: "The general is finally convinced! General Li's ability is many times greater than that of the general."
"Oh?" Zhao Kuo looked at Zhou Qi in surprise when he heard this. Even the title is given by
"Li Mu" was changed to
"General Li," it seems that there are unexpected gains from this trip!
"General, you don't know. As soon as I beat the last general and followed General Li to charge out, I felt something was wrong." Zhou Qi did not shy away and immediately talked about his shock: "The connection between the middle road and the left and right roads is almost seamless. , General Lee even considered acceleration downhill.”
"Not only that, it stands to reason that once the cavalry starts to accelerate, I will be basically invincible, but General Li can actually adjust the formation at any time while the cavalry is accelerating. This is simply amazing to the general!" Zhou Qi continued to dance.
"Also, there was an attack. General Li even did the opposite. Starting from the rear camp, he destroyed the Hu archers in one fell swoop. Until the end of the battle, no Hu archers were able to attack our army in an organized manner. Fight back..."
"And..." Zhou Qi was obviously surprised by Li Mu's various operations. He said six or seven things in one breath without stopping, making Zhao Kuo think that Zhou Qi was going to switch to Li Mu. Under his command.
Of course, this is not impossible! Zhao Kuo's mind is obviously broader than that of King Zhao or even King Qin Ying Ji!
After all, Zhao Kuo himself is a warrior, and the Changping battle is enough to become a god. No matter how good Li Mu is, it will be difficult to achieve such results.
Because neither Qin nor Zhao will give the other side such a chance again. Even for a long time, the two countries simply could not afford to organize such a large-scale war.
More importantly, what Zhao Kuo wants to do is not to be the so-called number one general of Zhao State, but to be able to general.
"Liu Bang"! Whether Li Mu or Zhou Qi, they will all be the sharpest swordsmen in Zhao Kuo's hands. Looking at the smiling general, Zhou Qi felt a little guilty.
"General, I didn't mean that..." Apparently Zhou Qi also realized that he seemed to have boasted a little too much to Li Mu, and he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy: The general wouldn't be angry...
