"Who says it's not the case? Watching them chop off heads is as simple as chopping melons and vegetables."
The soldier flicked the cigarette ashes, his eyes filled with vicissitudes of life.
"They are all suffering, but they are also lucky. At least they can survive until we come over, which is considered a blessing among misfortunes."
Seeing women beheading people as neatly as chopping vegetables, there was no emotion in their eyes.
A veteran shrank his head and laughed awkwardly.
"In the future, I will never marry a wife like this. If I offend them, I'm afraid they can chop off my head with two swords."
"Two knives? Huh? Hahaha, chop both ends!"
Everyone turned their heads and showed evil smiles.
Suddenly, everyone burst into laughter.
They are all men, and many of them are in their prime of life. No one will say anything if they make dirty jokes.
But if you use force, the military law will be on your forehead. Who dares?
For the sake of safety, General Gao also took great pains to let these women have a place in Taihuang County.
What I thought at the time was that it would be a good idea to let these women cook and so on, but I found out later.
Those twenty or so Wusun women were really fierce. After mounting their horses and running for two days, they had become proficient in using stirrups.
Not to mention the cavalry charge, just riding and shooting was no problem. It was just that they couldn't draw the hard bows in the army, so they took some Huns' bows and arrows to use them.
The women from the Central Plains were arranged to go to the military medical office to learn some basic knowledge and help the wounded heal their injuries.
Every time a tribe is captured, they are responsible for collecting the heads and collecting the belongings from the corpses.
This also allows the soldiers to take a rest.
Although the march will be greatly reduced due to the presence of new people.
But the situation is as it is, and there is no way to compromise for the time being.
Such an arrangement does not reflect General Gao's kindness.
Kindness is only one factor, and there is the most important reason.
When I was chatting with General Tian before, I heard him mention that Marquis Wu An hated it when others did things that started before the end and ended at the end.
He likes his subordinates to do things from beginning to end. Even if they don't do well, if they finish well, at least they won't be punished particularly harshly.
It's good to complete the tasks assigned to your subordinates 100%, but it's also what they should do.
But if you can complete 200%, you will definitely receive a commendation. Even if you don't, you will have your own extra bonus for military merit.
After rescuing people, leaving them with a certain amount of living funds, and teaching them some skills, the Marquis must be very pleased.
Today is different from the past. Although the soldiers are exhausted, they also understand that starting tomorrow, everyone will be able to return home.
After going back, I will have at least half a month of rest time. When the bonus is paid out, those little days will be so exciting.
Another place.
A relatively large Xiongnu tribe is preparing to start recruiting troops, and it is necessary to notify each tribe to send troops.
Notifying other tribes is a hard job. Others may not look kindly on those who go, and they have to sleep in the open air.
This time it was a cavalry team of about ten people.
The leader was a man named Aman, who was born a slave. Although he had military merits due to fighting in the war, his low status still prevented him from entering the circle of Huns soldiers.
Only this kind of hard work can take his turn.
"Sir, the tribe of Grenza is just ahead~~~~!"
Aman narrowed his eyes and frowned deeply.
"It's strange. It's almost dark. Why is there no smoke rising from the tribe, not even a torch? Could it be that they have moved?"
The subordinate laughed.
"Impossible, now is not the time to migrate at all!"
Aman didn't say anything, and the riding whip he raised fell heavily, feeling that something was wrong.
They didn't hide their tracks. When they got close, most mastiffs would give a warning.
Finally, they arrived at the gate of the tribe.
The entire tribal camp was silent, and suddenly, a strong smell of decay hit his face.
It makes people want to vomit.
The hairs all over Aman's body suddenly stood up. He was very familiar with this smell. The Huns fought all year round and defeated many ethnic groups on the grassland.
They were burned, killed and looted every time. This smell was clearly the smell of decay after death, and there were quite a lot of them, otherwise there would never be such a big smell.
They didn't dare to neglect and rode directly inside. They saw that all the tents in the middle of the tribe had been demolished.
A mountain of corpses appeared in front of everyone. There was no grass on the grass. At a glance, the entire ground was completely black.
"Kacha!"
When Aman took a step forward, he saw the ground suddenly cracked, revealing the dark red grass inside.
Suddenly, Aman couldn't help but retreated wildly. His whole body was like a cat, his face was pale, and his limbs were shaking uncontrollably.
Several of his men were already squatting on the ground nearby, vomiting wildly.
"Here, come, who is it? Who killed them~~!!"
After a long time, Aman shouted loudly.
He kept shouting, and at the end of the shouting, his cheeks became abnormally flushed.
As if this could dispel his fear.
After a cup of tea, the group finally regained their senses.
After searching the entire tribe to make sure there was no one there, they ran towards the next tribe like crazy.
I don't even care about the night.
After two days of galloping, they came to a nearby tribe.
After entering the tribe, everyone's hearts sank to the bottom of the valley.
The exact same scene, still so bloody and brutal.
Anman was dying. He felt that the devil on the grassland was beginning to roam the world.
All prairie people will become sacrifices.
Aman seemed to be going crazy and ran towards the royal court.
When the royal court learned of the incident, it carefully asked Aman some specific things.
Aman answered truthfully, but the occasional shaking of his legs seemed to indicate that his future would not end well.
After learning all the details of the matter, the Shanyu of the Huns court suddenly smashed the cup on the expensive carpet.
"Asshole, beheading is a long-standing habit of the Xia people. Damn it. Do the Xia people want to compete with me, the Huns?"
Everyone also came to their senses in unison.
"Indeed, only Xia people can use it to cut off their heads."
"It seems that Xia Kingdom is going to take the initiative to attack."
"It's unlikely. This time it doesn't look like a big battle, but more like a sneak attack."
Galloping on the grassland, no one noticed it. The enemy must be elite, and their number should not be large.
A man who looked like a military advisor came over.
A very impressive analysis of the current situation.
With a wave of his hand, Shan Yu directly dismissed 10,000 cavalry to fight, hoping to catch the little mouse on the grassland.
This person was able to go deep alone. He was probably a senior member of the border army. He happened to be captured and tortured for information.
"The people of Xia should never touch us Huns. There are so many countries in the Western Regions that vassal us Huns."
"When the time comes, wouldn't it be easy for us Xiongnu and the Western Region Allied Forces to capture the mere Taihuang County?"
Thinking of this, Shanyu laughed.
At this time, a strong man with a beard said.
"It's strange. We know that the Xia people did it, but what evidence is there?"
The atmosphere where everyone was preparing for a carnival was instantly gone.
Everyone looked at him and immediately realized that this man was quite famous in the military.
A guy who is famous for his bad mouth and his ability to ruin the atmosphere.
"We all know that he is from the Xia Kingdom, so we will naturally expose all the atrocities committed by the Xia Kingdom people. I will see who can save the Xia Kingdom."
"Well, it seems to make sense, but there is no evidence."
"Aman, are there any survivors?"
Aman shook his head.
"No one survived, even the mastiffs in the tribe had their heads chopped off."
The originally harmonious atmosphere was suddenly disturbed.
"It's okay. There's no evidence. It was them who did it anyway. I'm determined to save him."
The Huns don't care about this. As long as it is beneficial to themselves, they will do it directly.
There is no such thing as propriety, justice and shame.
I say it's you, it's you.
"Someone is coming."
Two soldiers came in.
Shan Yu Da Ma Jin Dao sat on the main seat and said loudly.
"Pass this Shanyu's order and immediately send thousands of cavalry to me to annihilate those Xia soldiers immediately."
"This Chanyu wants to pile up all the corpses of the Xia people outside Taihuang County, so that these Xia people can take a good look at the consequences of stealing my Huns' trade share."
"promise!"
After a military order, Shanyu Wangting immediately organized, and in just three days, ten thousand cavalry were formed.
In other words, if you add more, three days will not be enough.
A cavalry team of 10,000 people, led by Aman, galloped towards the site of the incident.
General Gao's cavalry, after two days of repair, regained some energy, took their trophies, and started to drive back the cattle and sheep.
A few days later.
General Gao felt that this operation went extremely smoothly, but he was tired and wanted to sleep for three days and three nights.
Now I don't want to kill anyone at all, I just want to beat my wife and children.
Hundreds of women also started chirping and chatting, hoping for a better life in the future.
In their eyes, as long as they go to Taihuang County, good times will come.
How to describe General Gao's army?
When it came, it brought a burst of blood.
When we left, the wind was light and the clouds were clear, and a huge number of cattle and sheep were still being carried along.
Walk all the way.
After galloping all day.
Under the moonlight, a Yanqi woman rides on horseback and plays with an Avar. The Avar is a kind of Yanqi musical instrument. Its shape and structure are very similar to the ancient "Sur" piano. It is one of the favorite musical instruments of the Yanqi people. one.
By chance, I found this Avar in a tent.
The fingers lightly touch the strings, as if searching for the soul of the music.
His eyes were deep and focused, as if all his attention had been attracted by the music, and nothing else in the world could touch his heart.
The fingers began to play, brisk and powerful, Avar's voice was as smooth as silk, gradually rising from a low melody, like stars, lighting up the dark night.
All the soldiers said nothing. They had long been accustomed to sleeping on horseback.
Such melodious and empty music just washes away the bloody blood of the whole body.
