The Tatar cavalry has trampled most of the Central Plains.
Wherever the flames of war have licked, there are numerous bones and no rooster crows for thousands of miles.
All traces of the existence of advanced civilization are being erased from the territory of the country by the fierce steel knife.
The barbaric Tatars do not need a more advanced and prosperous way of life. They have learned "experience and lessons" from the destroyed Natsume people and Jinhe people. The civilization of the Central Plains people is "harmful" and must be completely eradicated, otherwise sooner or later they will To bring down their soon-to-be great nation and empire.
All the places that could be restored to pasture were burned by them. When the grass sprouts next spring, it will be a good place for them to graze cattle and sheep.
The weak Daqing Kingdom has had its backbone completely broken.
Wherever the Tatars went, they had no time to resist and could only flee in haste.
Within half a year, he actually gave five Tatar princesses as marriage gifts in an attempt to survive the bullying of the Tatars. No matter whether these five princesses are just young palace ladies randomly found and temporarily canonized. This kind of behavior itself will completely lose the majesty of a country.
If the country loses its prestige, the people will lose their soul.
The popular support and popularity established by Guo Zuo in the 360th year of Daqing have fallen to the bottom.
In order to resist foreign humiliation and to fight against the incompetent and incompetent imperial court, dozens of rebel armies, large and small, have risen in the world. Although they have different names, there are also many religious figures involved in the rebellion, causing trouble and trouble. . But the fundamental purpose is nothing more than to overthrow Daqing, dominate the world, and at the same time drive out the invading Tatars.
If Daqing had not always been kind to scholars, even now, if there were corrupt scholars endorsing Daqing, the situation would have become even more corrupt.
However, the Daqing Dynasty was in such a precarious situation, like a strong wind and candlelight, but there was still Yang Xiaoyun, the general of Xuanwu who was ordered to take charge of most of the military power in the face of danger. He was stationed in Yangcheng, the new capital, guarding Xiongguan, resisting the barbarians, and was respected by the people of the world.
Daqing has lost the support of the people, but General Xuanwu's popularity is booming.
One is ebbing and the other is ebbing, and it is not difficult for knowledgeable people to see that Xuanwu General Yang Xiaoyun, whether intentionally or unintentionally, is absorbing the final national destiny of the Daqing Dynasty to enrich himself.
To put it another way, Yang Xiaoyun is suspected of going public through a backdoor scheme.
A group of Tatar cavalry whizzed past the already somewhat lonely official road. Some ordinary Daqing people were lying silently in the grass on both sides of the official road.
The mother tightly covered her youngest son's mouth, fearing that he would make any sound and attract the brutal Tatars. She didn't even see her youngest son, who had already rolled her eyes because of difficulty in breathing.
Whoosh!
The sound of sharp arrows cutting through the air interrupted the low and rapid breathing.
The mother was hit by an arrow in the forehead and fell down.
Then there was a rain of arrows, and at first there was silent killing, and then there were screams, roars, and lamentations all in one continuous sound.
In the end, the only thing left was the wanton laughter of the Tatar when he waved his scimitar.
The blood soon turned the grass on both sides of the road red, and several Tatars who were desecrating the corpse sighed in displeasure.
They would have had more fun if it hadn't been for a Tatar general who was distracted when he was having fun and was bitten through the neck by an ordinary Daqing woman.
At this moment, a green shadow came from a distance, and where the sword passed, a Tatar fell to the ground with blood spurting from his neck.
Several Tatars armed with scimitars quickly surrounded him.
The rest got on their horses one after another, and while riding their horses around, they drew their bows and shot arrows from a distance.
The cyan figure seemed to be a young Taoist priest. Although his swordsmanship and lightness skills were good, he was not as fast as the Tatar horse.
He was entangled by several Tatar soldiers and was constantly disturbed by arrows coming from afar, and he was quickly wounded.
More figures came from a distance.
Someone was still on the way and said, "Guang Ping! Didn't I tell you that it's important to hurry up? We masters and disciples cannot afford to delay the alliance leader's important event."
The young Taoist priest who was trapped in the middle of the Tatar soldiers, with wounds on his body overflowing with blood, but with an expression on his face that showed no fear at all, said instead: "Master! You can handle the matters assigned by the alliance leader. If We want Guangping to turn a blind eye and let these innocent souls who died in vain linger here. This tone... Guangping cannot swallow."
After saying that, he let a Tatar soldier's scimitar fall on his shoulder.
However, he took the opportunity to get close and stabbed two Tatar soldiers to death with the sharp sword in his hand.
Plasma sprayed all over his face, and the originally quiet Tai Chi diagram on the cyan robe had been dyed bright red, like a flaming fireball.
Several figures flew past, stepping on the tips of the grass, catching up with the Tatar cavalry from different directions, greeting them with hidden weapons, and knocking them off their horses.
A group of Tatar soldiers were quickly wiped out.
"There are fifteen Tatars in a group, patrolling in a criss-cross network. Soon there will be no less than three groups meeting here. Hurry up!" The old Taoist fell next to Guangping, grabbed his arm, and carried He jumped into the forest not far away and evacuated quickly.
Riding a horse is out of the question.
Horse hoof prints will be exposed.
Moreover, competing with Tatars in equestrian skills is a very brainless thing.
What's more, their horses are well trained and will run back on their own as soon as the whistle blows.
After running for a full hour, a group of people finally stopped at an extremely dilapidated Maitreya Temple.
The Maitreya Buddha in the temple had long been knocked down, leaving only a big belly on the altar.
Most of the roof has collapsed, but... it's more or less a resting place.
After treating the wound, Guangping bit open the dry food bag with his mouth, took out a piece of cold and hard bread, chewed it vigorously, and asked while eating: "Master! The alliance leader asked us to find the person who killed nearly 100 people recently." What on earth did the thousand Tatar knights do?”
"Could it be that you want to recruit subordinates?"
"If you ask me, there's no need! We are people in the world, not well-trained soldiers. Fighting alone and killing some Tatars is the most satisfying thing. We huddle in Yangcheng all day long, waiting for the Tatars. When the people are attacking the city, it is really boring to help push down the Tatars who have climbed up."
The old Taoist glanced at Guangping, and then said coldly: "Confused! Can one person kill all the Tatars in the world? Only by gathering the strength of everyone can we turn the tide. No matter how powerful the Jiu Sword Immortal is, So what if he killed thousands of Tatars in three days? Now the Tatars are on guard against him, setting up a dragnet and waiting for him to take the bait."
"The leader of the alliance couldn't bear the misfortune of the righteous man, so he asked us to go to the rescue. Bring him into the city and discuss important matters together!"
There were several people around, both secular and Taoist, including monks and beggars. Basically, this team had all the common configurations seen in the world.
Unlike the Taoist masters and disciples who were 'talkative', most of them seemed silent and gloomy.
Changtan, who was born as a master and apprentice in Guangping, was far away in Jiannan, where the mountains were high and the roads were narrow, making it difficult for vehicles and horses to move. The Tatars could not attack them for the time being. Therefore, it was only after the two masters and disciples came to Yangcheng that they saw many tragic scenes in the world. Although they were sad in their hearts, there was still some vitality. As for the rest of the people, their families were either destroyed or their sects were destroyed. They were in deep pain, as if there was a burning fire burning their hearts all the time, both physically and mentally, and with hatred hidden in their hearts, they no longer had the thought to speak too much.
