"Bring it on." With an order, more than 50 women and minor children of Jiekun were escorted forward, and cold eyes swept over those people, Yun Qingwu looked at Jue, and said, "If you want to do it yourself, I will kill them for you." The hatred and extreme grief in his eyes could almost overflow: "Childe, it's good to come by yourself." "He wants to avenge his relatives and all the people in the tribe, how much pain he had at the beginning, how much pain he made Jie Kun hurt today.

However, what he never expected was that Jie Kun did not react to the imminent death of his woman and children.

"The Great Khan"

"Father Khan, the son doesn't want to die, the father Khan saves the son"

The women and their young children wept bitterly, but their man, Father Khan, just looked at them fixedly, not saying a word.

"Bastard! You can't do that, you can't kill them! Seeing that the long sword in her hand was swung out, with arcs of blood, she jumped off the horse crying and wanted to save her half-brother and sister, but before she could rush forward, the person had been subdued to the ground, and the cries of women and children gradually weakened, she shed tears, looked at the corpse with a body separated from the body, and roared: "Let go of this princess, you must not die well, all of you must not die well, this princess will kill you, kill all of you!" He struggled to stand up, but was firmly pressed to the ground by the person behind him, unable to move at all.

"Jiekun, you are not even as good as a beast, watching your woman and children in different places, such you, let alone being a husband and a father, are not even worthy of being a man." Glancing at Princess Dia lightly, Yun Qingwu looked at Jie Kun and said, "Do you regret it now?" ”

"Victory and defeat are common things in soldiers, and I never regret it!" I obviously had remorse in my heart, and I was obviously very frightened, but I still pretended to be calm, looking at such a Jiekun, the corners of Yun Qingwu's mouth outlined a mocking arc: "Even people like you can be Turkic Khans and dominate the grassland, in my eyes it can really be regarded as a miraculous existence!" ”

There are about 30,000 ordinary Turkic herdsmen alive, and Princess Simba is dressed in the costume of an ordinary herdsman woman, and is caught by the arms of two handmaidens who are also dressed and hides among the herdsmen.

She wore a veil and no emotion in her eyes, just looked forward quietly, looking at Jiekun lying on the ground, looking at Dia who was subdued on the ground, and looking at the Turkic soldier who had no weapon in his hand and his face was like ashes.

"Don't come here" Jue's expression was cold, and he carried a long sword and approached Dia step by step.

Looking at the cold, blood-dripping sword, looking at the eyes full of hatred, Dia's body trembled, and her face was so pale that there was almost no blood.

"You know what? When my tribe was wiped out, my sister and sister were also as afraid as you, they even knelt down and begged, but they couldn't get a trace of mercy from your Turks, and in the end they were not only brutally humiliated, but also tied hand and foot and split with horses and died, today, I just give you a sword, do you think I am very merciful? ”

Desperate, he said word by word: "My relatives, my clan disappeared overnight, and I became the lowliest slave of your Turkic royal family, Princess Dia, do you have anything to say now?" I have heard of your deeds, and at the age of five, you galloped with your brothers on the grassland, fighting against the tribes next to you, and in terms of ability, several of your brothers are probably inferior to you, but so what? Today, too, you must die! ”

Princess Dia is indeed a strange woman, however, in the face of death, which is so close at hand, no matter how powerful she is, she is afraid.

She may have thought that one day she would die on the battlefield, but she really didn't think that she would be killed so quickly and without the slightest ability to fight back.

At this moment, she hated her father Khan, if she had listened to her advice, how could she be in today's situation? And how can you destroy the country?

The hatred for Jiekun, as well as her own despair, occupied the fear of death in her heart, she stared at Jiekun, her expression gradually became calm, and she said: "Father Khan, I hate you, I hate your willful actions, I hate you for not listening to my advice, if there is an afterlife, even if I am the most despicable slave girl, I don't want to be your child!" The Turks have today, and they are all caused by you, Father Khan, this is the last time I will call you, take care! Her voice was soft and shallow, but it fell on Jiekun's ears like a heavy hammer, hitting his heart again and again: "Dia" He seemed to be more than ten years old all of a sudden, and looked at his daughter in a hoarse voice.

Dia didn't respond to him, nor did she look at him again, she closed her eyes and said lightly, "Do it!" ”

The cold sword flashed, and the sword stabbed her in the chest, which gave her a painful pleasure.

"Dia"

Jie Kun's eyes were glazed, looking at his daughter's corpse lying in a pool of blood, and muttered in his mouth.

Yun Qingwu jumped off the horse at this time, stepped forward and kicked him twice, hooked his lips and asked, "Don't regret it?" With a sword in one hand, he grabbed Jie Kun's hair with the other hand and pulled the person up from the ground, shouting: "Kneel down and return to Gongzi!" Jie Kun was motionless like a piece of wood, Yun Qingwu looked at him, and said: "Look at your cowardice, it's not too much, just leave everything behind, let your daughter protect and escape from the royal court, and in the end, you are so hated by your own daughter that you don't want to be your child anymore, Jie Kun, tell me how you feel at this moment!" ”

With the sound falling, she kicked on Jie Kun's knee, and let go, Jie Kun fell to the ground again, Yun Qingwu chuckled, picked up his head with his foot, and said: "I really want to kill you immediately to avenge the people of the Great Jin, but for the sake of you may still be of a little use, I will let you live for two more days, but are you going to kneel down and beg me now, beg me not to destroy your Turks like I did when I destroyed the Qiang tribe?" ”

Retracting her foot, her tone was light, but like a demon's voice, and said, "You know? I have wiped out the Karma tribe to the point that there is not a single living mouth, do you want to know why? Jiekun lay on the ground and was silent, she continued: "Because they are not people kidnapping my Jin women at all, they use them as military food, and they are steaming and cooking, and they are barbecue, Jiekun, you said that eating the same kind like this, pigs and dogs are not as good as animals, are they people?" ”

"Compared with the Karma people, the cruelty of your Turkic people is not much worse, pregnant women, you even don't let go of pregnant women, humiliate my Jin women, and let them slaughter villages and burn and plunder in this cold winter day, the sins of your Turks are the same as those of the Karma, which is enough to wipe out your clan!"

Yun Qingwu's tone suddenly became sharp, and her cold eyes swept over the Turkic captives and ordinary Turkic herdsmen, and the despair and horror revealed in their expressions were all in her eyes, and at this moment, every word and sentence that came out of her mouth was destroying their faith, making them ashamed of the Turks, humbling them to the bones, and thus completely extinguishing a nation and a country.