Northern grassland.
A big man in a fur coat and felt hat was lying on his horse''s back, and the wind sounded in his ears.
Behind him was a team of nearly a thousand people, dressed in the same way as a Turk.
A bald man looked at his side and roared.
"General ASHNA, the Great Khan sent us to rob food on the territory of the Tang people. Is it unknown to let us die!"
Hearing the speech, the leading man snorted coldly and said.
"Damn it, I don''t know the thought of sweating!"
"Since I persuaded Khan to retreat to Mobei and cultivate health and rest, he has targeted me everywhere."
"One set before the other and one set after the other. I''ve deducted half of my men. I''m angry when I think about it."
The bald man agreed.
"General, you are capable and supported by our tribe. Why should you send it under these mob fences?"
"What''s more, the general has not been reused here and has been repeatedly excluded."
"In my opinion, we might as well give up and go back to our hometown and delay!"
After listening, ashner''s rough face showed a smile and said.
"I have the same intention, but now I have to."
"When we rob food and get our brothers back, we don''t have to suffer from this bird spirit!"
The bald man thumbed up to ashner and said.
"General, you are loyal enough!"
"However, these Han villages are post stations connecting our Turkic and Datang fur trading. If we rob them like this, there will be no land to exchange this grain in the future."
Ashner grinned and said.
"What''s the difficulty? I still have some friendship with the Han village. I have some surplus grain on credit in advance. I think the Han people there can still sell my thin noodles."
"When the lambs are born next year, they will return a batch of lambs."
After listening, the bald man smiled easily and said.
"The general is really clever!"
……
Under the same sky, a hundred miles away.
On the vast field, 50000 cavalry and 100000 war horses galloped past.
The roaring hoofs shook the air and trodden on the grassland.
Countless horseshoes flew, turning up dirt and chasing the boy in silver armor in front.
On the back of the vast war horses, on the slightly immature faces, their faces were pale and their eyes were dull.
The bloody scenes of the village just now really made these recruits feel terrible.
Chumo, the leader, leans over the bumpy horse, looks back at the frightened soldiers and sighs.
"After all, they are all young children!"
When Chumo''s mind is floating, Chumo looks at Tang Hao beside him and says.
"General Tang, look at these young children. They are cold and frightened. If they go on like this, where will they have any combat power!"
Hearing the speech, Tang Hao slowly turned his head, smiled and said.
"It''s normal for them to behave like this."
"It''s all right! It''s the same if you''re used to it! Look at those veterans. Don''t they come here like this?"
Having said that, Chumo is still worried and says.
"Seeing that they are about to enter the grassland, they are so flustered that their subordinates are afraid of missing major events!"
While he was talking, the cry of the scouts came from afar along with the wind.
"Report! There''s something!"
In the twinkling of an eye, the scouts who galloped in the opposite direction had come near.
When Tang Hao asked, the Scout took the lead in reporting back.
"There is another village ahead, Zhuangzi... Zhuangzi has..."
Before he finished, he was directly interrupted by Tang Hai.
"Also... No?"
The Scout heard the speech and nodded slowly.
Although it had been expected for a long time, Tang Hao''s heart suddenly sank after the scouts said so.
"Speed up the March, let''s go and have a look!"
The setting sun is like blood, reflecting the sunset glow in the sky, hanging in the cloud sky in the West.
Less than 100 people hid in the jungle and canyon in the village. Tang Hao, who rushed to the hill, glanced at it.
Corpses were everywhere, scattered in all parts of the tribe, filled with blood.
Charred tents and granaries were still burning sporadic flames.
The charred body curled up on the ground, waiting for convergence.
The crow stood on his fingers and crowed, showing a broken and messy color.
Tang Hao slowly closed his eyes and his face was extremely gloomy.
Once upon a time, Tang Hao led his army to avoid the pursuit of Turks, which was the canyon he took.
After learning about the Han people at the same time, these simple villagers killed sheep and cattle, and took out all the food for warm hospitality.
Unexpectedly, after a few months, when I returned to my hometown, I was separated from these villagers by Yin and Yang.
This time, the new soldiers were not afraid, but there was endless sadness and anger.
Some soldiers carrying corpses cried out in pain.
In half an hour, all the villagers were buried.
Tang Hao stepped over Wu Zhui with a touch of sadness in his eyes. He glanced at the recruits touching tears and shouted.
"It''s a soldier''s duty to protect our country! If we fail to protect these people of the Tang Dynasty, Ben Shuai is also responsible!"
"Today, it is the people and compatriots of the Tang Dynasty who fall here!"
"I hope you will remember today''s hatred and return these anger to the barbarians who are cutting-edge compatriots in the near battlefield!"
After that, Tang Hao shook the reins, glanced at the soldiers with red eyes and shouted.
"It''s no use crying! If you''re a man, pick up the blade for me."
"Fight for the people of the Tang Dynasty and for their families far away in their hometown!"
War is cruel and bloody, cold-blooded and ruthless, and even unreasonable!
Just like these people who died miserably, their village is just a post station.
It''s just a hub for the fur and grain trade between Datang and Turkey.
The reason why they were slaughtered was that the Turkic barbarians were defeated and a way to vent their anger at Datang.
But what is wrong with these people?
There was a long way to go, and the army continued to move forward under the leadership of Tang Hao.