C48 (1/2)
It was a rare morning, neither snow nor wind, and the sun to the east was smiling. To the people on the snowy plains, this was truly a good day. fresh inferior had already gotten up early and started feeding their horses, cows, and sheep. Quietly, by the small river, smoke slowly rose into the air, connecting the dark blue sky.
An old man with wrinkles all over his face was quietly sitting on the ox-cart, playing a desolate song with a lute in his hand. Two seven to eight-year-old children were standing in the snow, listening to his song with rapt attention. Not far away, a young lady was milking a horse to maintain her daily needs. She looked at the pure white horse milk spraying into the pot and looked at the young men sitting on the horses not far away. Her oily face revealed traces of unease.
In the vast snow, many young children, who looked inferior to the elders, fell down from their horses one after another, but were able to get up again and again. Their young and tender faces were filled with stubbornness.
Right by that small river, all the males, that was to say, all the fresh inferior man s that could take up a horse blade to kill, only had around eight thousand people standing quietly on horseback. The sun had come out, but it was not enough to dissolve the frozen river.
”Tuo Huaihu, since the Chinese are not here, let's leave quickly.”
”Withdraw? Do you think the Chinese will let us leave? They'll be here soon, so there's no time for us to leave. ”
”Humph, you are right, but those Chinese will not agree. This time they want to destroy our Tuo Huai Tribe.”
How could Tuo Huaidu not know that they were already facing a desperate situation? Ever since the few hundred fresh horse s escaped last night, he knew that the Tuo Huai Tribe was finished. Most of the men who could fight in the tribe had been killed, so how could these eight thousand men withstand the onslaught of the Han people?
”Father's eight thousand elites were all killed by the Chinese. Are these eight thousand people your match?”
”Even if I die in battle, I will not surrender to the Chinese.”
Tuo Huaihu said as he grinded his teeth. Of course he knew what his brother meant. When the fresh inferior met a strong opponent, he would usually surrender and offer his cattle and women to them. Those strong tribes would let them go. But what about these Chinese people?
”It's here!” The Chinese are coming! ”
The rumbling sounds of horse hooves came from afar, the surging killing intent spread endlessly across the snowy plains, Tuo Huaidu's face immediately turned pale white. Tuo Huaihu raised his head and looked towards the west only to see a faint black line leisurely appearing on the horizon of the vast snow plains in the distance.
”Men of the Fresh Subordinate Clan, for your women and sheep, fight with the Chinese.”
”Gulp …”
Yang Lin gently pulled the horse reins, the horse below him slowed down, the long spear in his hand pointed to the side, along with the continuous sound of the horse's nose ringing out, the more than 10,000 Steel Cavalry slowly opened up behind Yang Lin, their bright armor shining under the sunlight, emitting a suffocating coldness, more than 10,000 sharp Zhanmadao and long spear faced the rising sun, reflecting the dazzling cold glare, making the blue sky become a mess.
”Brothers, the time for the final battle has come. Exterminate the freshness!”
”Destroy Fresh Breeze!”
The thunderous roar shook the entire desert. The war horse under him shook its head violently and snorted. Over ten thousand blades and spears were raised up high, forming an awe-inspiring aura that was like a mountain pressing down on one's head. At this moment, life and death were decided. Everyone was very clear in their hearts.
”Kill …”
Yang Lin's Knights had absolute confidence in their victory, they were definitely not Chinese people who trembled in front of cavalry. From this moment onwards, they would use their own sabers to tell fresh inferior what the real Chinese cavalry was!
”Yayi …”
The fresh inferior was also howling. The wolf-like roar echoed in the desert and the earth was sighing too. Behind them was their tribe. The familiar sound of the wolf head zither suddenly rang out, and a desolate voice filled with blood sobbed out, as if singing an elegiac song of the end of the world for the fresh inferior.
The running Chinese cavalry rolled up the snow on the ground and formed balls of snow fog. The earth also began to tremble. Even the clouds in the sky began to tremble, scattering in all directions. The galloping horses' hooves were like a drum, pounding on the desert like a battle drum.
The two groups of brave warriors on horseback were like two groups of gamblers who had lost their red eyes. They accelerated, continuously increased their speed, no one wanted to give way to them, no one was allowed to, if they did not give way, they would die, if they did, they would die. If they did, they would turn around and flee in the middle of the surging torrent, and in the blink of an eye, they would be swallowed by the torrent.
”Rumble …”
The two torrents slammed into each other, the murderous intent that filled the air spread endlessly across the snowy plains along with the frenzied roar. Right at this moment, time suddenly slowed down. The berserk warhorse below him was panting rapidly. The shiny saber had imprinted the figure of his opponent within it, and the sharp spear was beating within the enemy's heart.
”Boom …”
”Ah …”
A Chinese rider's right hand was cut off by the fresh inferior, the intense pain caused him to scream crazily, the evil look in the fresh inferior's eyes flashed again as he raised the scimitar high up and fiercely slashed at him. Seeing that the Chinese rider without his right hand was about to lose his life under the scimitar, he suddenly scuttled towards it, using his head to knock the fresh knight off his horse, and the two of them tumbled onto the ground at the same time.
Dong …
After chopping three fresh horse s in a row and scattering a bloody mist all over the sky, Xu Zhu spurred his horse past the low horse formation. Xu Zhu met Tuo Huaihu who was brandishing his horse blade, and the two's weapons clashed, producing an ear-piercing sound. Tuo Huaihu screamed sharply, fearlessly waving his blade and pouncing forward. However, he had overestimated himself, and before he could even get close, a cold light flashed, and Xu Zhu's blade had already cut him in half.
”Retreat …”
Tuo Huaidu was finally unable to resist anymore. He was shocked by this massacre. It had always been the fresh inferior who massacred others, and only now, when it was the fresh inferior's turn to be massacred, did he feel a deep sense of fear. Not caring about the dignity of a warrior, he turned his horse around in panic and galloped away.
”Kill …”
”Kill the fresh inferior!”
How could Yang Lin let them leave so easily? He pointed his spear at the sky and shouted loudly, the brothers responded in unison, definitely not giving the fresh inferior any opportunity to breathe. They followed closely behind the fresh inferior and chased after them, all the way to the fresh inferior Tribe.
”Kill …” Kill all the fresh and inferior men, and don't leave a single person alive. ”
Facing the incoming fresh inferior, Yang Lin did not hesitate at all, and rushed into fresh inferior's team while shouting. The brothers, whose eyes were already bloodshot, brandished their swords and shouted. They followed closely behind and rushed towards the fresh and inferior men who could only mount the horses.
”Aooo …”
At this time, the fresh inferior no longer had the power to resist, and could only wait to be massacred. They wailed miserably one after another. They had massacred many tribes like this before, so they were already familiar with this kind of wailing. However, they did not expect that the tides would turn. Now that it was their turn to be massacred, they finally felt the grief of being massacred.
”Shh …”
A mournful whistle rang out, nearly covering Yang Lin and the rest of his brothers who were shouting for help. Everyone stopped uncontrollably as they saw Tuo Huaidu raise the horse blade in his hand and say a few words to fresh inferior. The fresh inferior s were stunned for a moment, then they all jumped down from their horses and knelt on the snow.