The Wehrmacht did not expect this, nor did the Khalkha Mongols.
The ones who finally completed the battle and completely changed the history of the grassland were ordinary Mongolian herders that no one had cared about before.
Where there is oppression, there is resistance.
This sentence is really the greatest saying of wisdom.
It wasn’t that the previous Mongolian herders didn’t want to resist, but they were just not strong enough and couldn’t get much help.
Therefore, they can only become desperation and brainwashed by religion, and obediently become the cattle and sheep of the princes and nobles.
But once the door of destiny is opened and they see the face of a new life, how can their hearts remain calm?
Even if they don't think about themselves, they certainly don't want their descendants to remain slaves and cannon fodder, living a precarious life.
It can be said that their desire to change the ecological rules of this land for thousands of years is stronger than anyone else.
This strong will eventually turned into a power that changed the world and broke out at the most critical moment.
No one knows how many Mongolian herdsmen there are, but at this moment they are sweeping in from the west like a flood, covering the entire land.
The Khalkha Mongolian cavalry, which had narrowly escaped death and broke through the Second Cavalry Division, was completely desperate at this moment.
They no longer had the extra strength to complete another charge. In addition, they thought that after breaking through the Second Cavalry Division, they could return to Hulanhu and become hypothermic, which caused their energy and spirit to be exhausted.
It is completely impossible to bring it up again.
Sitting on horseback, watching this magnificent scene, Wang Siyi's heart surged.
At this point, her last worry was gone.
"Did you see it? This is the root of your failure. Going against the general trend of history and clinging to the remnants of feudalism, you are destined to be wiped out."
She saw it, and Xu Yaqing naturally saw it too.
Seeing the last afterglow of the Khalkha Mongolian cavalry being swallowed up by the endless Mongolian herdsmen, Xu Yaqing knew that everything was over.
Panic and desperation led her to make crazy choices.
She suddenly jumped up from her horse and rushed towards Wang Siyi.
The man was still in mid-air, and the weapon in his hand shone strangely blue in the sunlight.
She knew she was dead.
But if she could make Zuo Mengeng suffer before she died, she would be content in hell.
The surrounding guards were indifferent to her actions and even thought she was dizzy.
Wang Siyi also pursed her lips, showing a hint of ridicule. Then he threw the knife and scabbard directly at it without thinking about any moves.
Xu Yaqing had long known that Wang Siyi was on guard, and she had already thought of dozens of countermeasures.
But when everything happened, she suddenly discovered that fantasies were just fantasies after all.
The conspiracy was completely vulnerable in the face of absolute strength.
She finally understood why the heroic woman in front of her could command hundreds of thousands of troops and dominate the world.
The scabbard that hit her was so powerful that it could destroy everything. She had no doubt that if it hit her, she would have broken bones and tendons.
In mid-air, Xu Yaqing gritted her teeth, twisted her body, and threw out three poison darts at the same time.
You don't need to hurt Wang Siyi, you just need to delay her for a while, then you will have a chance.
Then she was stunned to see that Wang Siyi just raised his left arm and swept it randomly, and the three poison darts fell to the ground with a clanking sound.
This woman actually wore arm armor.
Although poison darts are sharp, these small gadgets in the world are not as good as mosquito bites in the face of the absolute defense of the army.
At the same time, Wang Siyi turned the scabbard with such power and swept it horizontally towards Xu Yaqing.
This time, Xu Yaqing's strength was exhausted and there was no possibility of moving. She could only grit her teeth and block it with the sword in her hand.
The swords collided, and the sound of metal and stone rubbing against each other was frightening.
But the clear contrast between strong and weak forces shows different results.
Xu Yaqing's sword broke into two pieces, and she let out a cry of pain, flying upside down like a kite with its string broken, and fell heavily to the ground, with four or five ribs broken.
Wang Siyi sat upright on the horse without being moved at all.
Looking down at Xu Yaqing who could no longer get up, Wang Siyi sneered.
"Are you confused as to why so many plans failed? Do you think that killing Zhao Si will eliminate future troubles?"
As Wang Siyi spoke, Xu Yaqing's maid walked up to Wang Siyi and bowed respectfully.
Seeing this scene, Xu Yaqing spurted blood.
This maid was left to her by her father. She had been with her since she was very young. No matter how she thought about it, she was someone who could never betray her.
Xu Yaqing was suspicious by nature and distrusted everyone in the church, but this maid was the most at ease.
The result now told her that the person least likely to rebel did so.
This hurt her more than the injuries on her body.
If Zuo Mengeng was face to face at this time, he would definitely tell her.
There is no such thing as loyalty in this world.
The reason for loyalty is that the benefits of betrayal are not large enough.
When the empire helped the maid find her biological parents and reunite the family, betrayal became a matter of course.
Wang Siyi is not that patient. It is rare to be able to talk so much to Xu Yaqing.
The battlefield in the distance was raging, making her blood boil.
She knew that this would be her last battle on the frontline battlefield.
Compared with dealing with Xu Yaqing, bringing a perfect end to his war career is more important than anything else.
Wang Siyi drew out the knife and pointed it into the distance.
"Don't let the herdsmen fight alone. Tell the soldiers that the desert will return to the empire's territory today!"
After making the passionate declaration, she took the lead and rushed towards the battlefield like a dragon.
Behind her, thousands of troops and horses roared to follow and began to measure the new land.
In the distance, a large group of lamas surrounded Gyaltsen Karmapa.
Amidst the high-pitched chanting, Gyaltsen Karmapa's blood surged from his body, and he stared at the sky with great sadness, ending his glorious and prosperous life.
After doing all this, the lamas regained their compassion for others and followed the footsteps of the National Defense Forces, determined to change their way of life.
Nothing was left on the ground where the Wehrmacht had trodden.
The soil surged and the vegetation broke.
Occasionally, a small piece of white gauze is blown up by the wind and flutters, but it can't find a place to stay.
Just like the soul of Xu Yaqing, in this desolate place and in this magnificent historical tide, it has become an ashes that no longer attracts attention.
Maybe where she turned into flesh, the most beautiful wild flowers will bloom next year, giving the place new life.
Hundreds of thousands of National Defense Forces, with the help of grassland herdsmen, successfully completed their formation.
Mobei, the dust has finally settled!
(End of chapter)
