If you want to live, you can only remember how humble you are, and if you want to live well, you have to return to the Great Jin wholeheartedly, otherwise, it will be a dead end.

"The herdsmen are innocent, and I hope General Yun will spare their lives!"

A soft female voice with a hint of coldness came from the herdsmen, and Yun Qingwu followed the prestige, and saw a veiled woman dressed as an ordinary herdsman woman walking out of the scattered herdsmen, and followed by two women who were also wearing the same clothes, but the two women were not veiled.

"Innocent?" Yun Qingwu looked at the woman who stopped a few meters away from her, her temperament was completely different from that of ordinary herdsman women, and her eyes were indifferent, and said, "Aren't the people of my Great Jin who were slaughtered by your Turks innocent?" From the elderly with impaired mobility to the unborn children, they died tragically under your horses' hooves, under your scimitars, and under your extreme humiliation, aren't they innocent? An indifferent voice rose as she forced her gaze at the other.

Simba removes his veil, revealing a face as delicate as a flower.

That's right, the woman who walked out of the herdsmen was indeed Simba, Jiekun's sister, I saw her walk to Jiekun's side, bend down and help the person up from the ground, and said, "Brother, do you regret it?" Jiekun took her hand, his eyes moistened, and nodded.

Brother?

How many years has my sister not changed his brother?

Decade?

Twenty years?

Or thirty years?

It seems that since the moment he forced her to repay the national teacher for her kindness, she no longer called him brother, nor was she close to him.

After many years, he thought that he didn't care about that title, but he didn't think that he wanted to hear her call her brother, like when she was a child, clinging to him, holding his arm, smiling and calling his brother, begging for good things from him.

Tears fell, Simba looked at the brother in front of him, the corners of his lips lifted slightly, and smiled: "Since you regret it, then join me to find a way to live for the herdsmen!" ”

"A way to survive? Do you ask me, and I will answer? ”

Yun Qingwu sneered: "When my people of Dajin were slaughtered by your Turks, I begged you a lot, and in the end, I didn't die under your iron horses and scimitars!" At this point, she ordered, "Bring all the Turkic nobles here." "After a while, all the Turkic nobles were escorted forward.

"Get on your knees!" The wind condensed and shouted at Jiekun, Princess Simba, and the nobles and Turkic captives.

The awe-inspiring momentum is overflowing, the eyes are fierce, and there is no mercy!

Jiekun didn't want to kneel, no matter how he said he was a Turkic Khan, not to mention that there were his warriors and his people watching, he didn't want to drop the last trace of dignity and knelt down in front of a young general in Dajin.

"Huh! Don't you kneel? Yun Qingwu sneered, obviously afraid of death, but still stood upright in place with his backbone, could it be that they thought that there was still a possibility of turning over? That being the case, then she shattered their backbone, the corners of her lips smeared with an evil smile, she swept towards Jiekun with her hand, and without waiting for Jiekun to react, her legs suddenly weakened, and she fell to the ground, however, Jiekun quickly got up from the ground, glared at her, and said angrily: "I am a Turkic Khan, you are not qualified to let me kneel for you!" ”

Yun Qingwu didn't say anything, just looked at him meaningfully, Jiekun saw this, and involuntarily stepped back, at this moment, a head flew out from behind him, followed by him only felt a wet feeling from his neck, raised his hand, looked down at the palm, his hands were full of blood, his eyes were wide open, and his eyes were full of horror.

"Jiekun, you are not a Turkic khan now, you are just a captive, where do you have the confidence to talk about qualifications in front of my son-in-law?" Feng Rui's cold eyes locked on Jie Kun's body, blood slid down the tip of his sword, just now, just now, he swung his sword and directly cut off the head of a Turkic soldier, in order to punish Jie Kun for his rudeness in front of his master: "Listen, when you Turks invade my Great Jin border fortress and kill my Great Jin people, you are no longer qualified to stand in front of us, now, if one of you does not kneel, I will kill ten people on the spot!" If they don't kneel, I will kill twenty on the spot."

The sound of the wind was high-pitched and powerful, echoing over the grassland for a long time.

The Turkic herdsmen have realized that their situation at the moment is all caused by their Great Khan, yes, they are suffering in winter, cattle and sheep have frozen to death, and even people have frozen to death, and the Great Khan led the warriors to invade the border fortress of the Great Jin Dynasty and killed, and robbed the Jin people's food and property, almost all of which belonged to the royal court nobles, and very few of them could be distributed to the hands of ordinary herdsmen.

They didn't want to settle in the Central Plains, they didn't want to live in that prosperous and rich land, they just wanted to live a stable life on this grassland, to be honest, seeing the life of the Jin people getting better and better day by day, seeing the Jin people living with a smile every day, they were very envious.

The monarch loved the people, and built schools and medical centers in various state capitals, as well as built water conservancy and improved farming tools, all of which they had heard of in the mutual market. And what about their Great Khan? Just thinking about leading the warriors to conquer other tribes with slaughter and expand the land, and never put themselves in the shoes of these herdsmen, it is better not to have such a great khan.

One knelt down, two knelt down, and the Turkic herdsmen knelt on the ground one after another, to survive, to be fed and clothed one day, and to live the same life as the people of the Great Jin Dynasty, which was the most desirable thing for them, and they didn't want to think about it anymore, and they didn't want to think about it anymore.

"Brother, are you still maintaining your pathetic dignity? Do you know that your dignity was trampled on the ground by yourself the moment the royal court was conquered this morning? Simba opened the distance between him and Jiekun, tears rolled down his eyes, and he said with a sad expression: "The Turks died in your hands, brother, do you want to see all our Turks die in front of your eyes?" ”

"Those who offend me will be punished even if they are far away!" Yun Hongjin shouted suddenly.

Since you don't want to kneel, since you don't want to live, then let's all die here!

When more than two hundred Great Jin elites heard his words, they shouted: "Those who offend my Great Jin Heavenly Might, even if they are far away, they will be punished!" "Majestic, earth-shaking.

The Turkic soldiers knelt down in fear, Princess Simba burst into tears, and knelt down facing the clouds: "I am the princess Simba of the Turks, here, I sincerely say sorry to you, to the soldiers of the Great Jin, to the people of the Great Jin, and to the emperor of the Great Jin, the Turks have today, and we Turks have asked for their own lives, but I want to ask you to leave our herdsmen, leave our warriors, they can kneel on the ground at this moment, it means that they have returned to the Great Jin, Yun Gongzi, Simba begs you to spare their lives!" Kneeling on the ground, she kowtowed three times in succession, then took a deep breath, picked up the scimitar on the ground, and stabbed herself in the chest.