"Ready, let go of the arrows. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" The officer in the black armor uniform shouted loudly.

The grim-looking Goliath infantry did not hesitate at all, and the heavy bows in their hands were raised upward, and then a violent string sound sounded, like thunder on a summer day. Frightened eyes flashed in the eyes of the tied up steppe herdsmen. Princess Jingru next to her twisted Lian to the side, while Nishizawa Wuren, who was also standing on the side, looked at it with interest.

Clusters of shining arrows struck like swarms of locusts rising from the horizon, and like layers of black clouds. Clusters of arrows struck the captives frantically, splattering clouds of blood everywhere. The sound of the arrow piercing into his body was like the roar of a wild beast, and the whistling of the bow and arrow was mixed with the screams, and Nishizawa took out a harp and played it. The beautiful sound of the piano and the screams are mixed in a strange way, with a strange and mysterious beauty.

The useless old people and children were gathered together and killed, and then the bodies were gathered and burned, and the black smoke seemed to dye the sky black.

When confronted with Princess Jingru's questioning, Nishizawa only said, "I don't have any extra food to feed them." "Those old people and children on the grassland will not live even if they are not caught by him, the children may still survive, the old people have only one way to die, the grassland people will never spend their energy on the old people, they can neither work hard for the present of the tribe, nor can they be the future of the tribe. None of the people who are struggling to survive in the grassland have the obligation to support them, rights and obligations are relative, this is the truth that the grassland people believe in, the children are their future, and the old people are the past. They still look forward to the future, but they never look to the past.

In the war-torn steppes of Oghuz, a strange peace emerged. Sack Khan had taken control of most of the steppe, and the Alliance's forces had dropped to less than 100,000, compared to nearly 300,000 for Sak Khan. The population of the entire steppe was also greatly reduced by the Goliaths' purges and frequent wars, as well as terrible plagues. It has grown from four million to less than two million, and nearly half of the population has been swallowed up by this vast grassland.

"The time is ripe. I don't know how many times Nishizawa Uzun said a word, looking at the starry sky outside the window, he already had a plan in his heart, he pulled out the katana in his hand, the blade flashed with a strange purple light, strange and mysterious. He slashed lightly into the distance, and a purple light slid through the air before returning to silence. The herdsmen in the distance shouted, "Look at that, it is a warning from the gods, who have sent down purple lightning and that the demons are about to be born." ”

No one paid any attention to his words, and people gathered around the campfire to talk and laugh with each other, eating roasted meat, drinking wine made from goat's milk, singing the vicissitudes of life, and boasting to each other that they had cut off the heads of several of their enemies. They have a smile on their faces, they don't think about what tomorrow will bring, at least now they are happy. Even if the next moment is an enemy of life and death, if this moment has not passed, they are still brothers.

On this day in December, when winter fell for more than a month, Nishizawa Uron began his plan to conquer the whole of Oghuz in one fell swoop, first sending 100,000 samurai infantry to the Western Regions Protectorate of the Seris, under the command of Admiral Derigadon. Another army, consisting entirely of cavalry, was personally commanded by him.

In fact, he didn't need the support of the Seris at all, and he only pulled them into the water to better observe them, and at the same time to prevent him from being suddenly attacked by the Seris just after he finished fighting the Oghus.

A pair of neatly aligned black-armored soldiers ran quickly, and in front of them were black-armored soldiers riding in a carriage. The black-armored soldiers took turns to replace them, and after an hour, the soldiers in the carriage in front of them would hand over to the soldiers running behind. The soldiers always seemed very well-read, never arguing, never deliberately staying in the car, or trying to get in the car early. Their strict discipline shocked the Tang generals on the side. I didn't expect the red-haired barbarian to have such discipline, it's incredible.

"The news from the princess is right, these Rakshasa outsiders are indeed not to be taken lightly, but my warriors of the Tang Dynasty are not bad. Thinking so, Tang Yun ordered the soldiers to follow the example of the Goliaths on the other side.

The Seris were also divided into legions. The main force of its corps is mostly a mixture of infantry and cavalry, and a standard corps is 12,500 infantry, 5,000 cavalry, and 1,500 baggage soldiers. Among them, among the 12,500 infantry, 7,500 were armor soldiers, mainly using Mingguang armor. Among the 7,500 armor soldiers, there were 2,000 Mo sword soldiers, each of whom had a bow and 30 arrows hanging on their waists, and a long-handled Mo knife and a spear were crossed behind their backs. In addition, the 5,000 armored soldiers also had a bow, 30 arrows, a gun, and a short-handled heavy knife, and the bow and crossbow armament rate of the Seris army reached 120%, and each soldier was equipped with more than three weapons. Moreover, its individual combat effectiveness is extremely tenacious, and they are generally masters, and the battle array they form is huge, and the power of qi can be stacked together.

All of this was recorded by the Goliaths and secretly transmitted to the country. At the same time, the introduction of a military training program against the Cyres Imperial Army as an imaginary enemy has been proposed in Parliament.

However, this issue has been put on hold, because the current policy of co-opting the Cyris Empire is adopted, and the proposal is of course sealed.

In the blink of an eye, it has come to February of the year 203 of the republican calendar.

With the end of the steppe wars, the entire steppe was largely unified, the Tatars were completely defeated by the Sak Khan, and the remaining tribes moved to Europa under the protection of the Goliaths, and then played a major role in the war against the Slavic Rus' kingdoms with the army of Sullius. However, Nishizawa was not happy about this, not because of Su Liu's victory, but because of Su Liu's tolerant policy towards the Rus' countries, in his opinion, this would only bury hidden dangers, it was better to completely slaughter those fierce northern polar warriors, almost all of those barbarians were born masters, not only the physical body was different from the strength of ordinary people, but almost everyone could awaken the energy of qi. He thought that the existence of these people was definitely a great threat, but now that Xizewu couldn't control this, he still had his own thing to do, which was to slaughter the Oghuz people.

In the position of the capital protection mansion, the ancient and majestic war drums of the Tang army sounded, and here in Xize Wuyi, like the fierce wind of Henggu, the rapid charge, directly attacked the royal court tent, nearly 100,000 well-equipped cavalry like a huge black torrent, the sky above the torrent produced a powerful distorted force, which was caused by the huge power generated when the battle spirit was condensed.

This time, the Goliaths were determined to slaughter the entire Oghuz tribe, to kill them all, to cancel all the original plans to win over them, and to eliminate the threat once and for all. This is also the will of the military, who do not want the place where their ancestors lived to fall into the hands of former slaves. In fact, it is like the development of the slave trade and the ranch economy in China, which has made the grassland a place of great interest, and the herders living there are obstacles, even if it is the Goliaths who live there, I am afraid that the military will have all kinds of reasons to slaughter there.

Another reason is that the Goliaths lost patience and hidden fear of the steppe tribes slowly gaining control.

Although the Goliaths are not pure nomads, they know very well the secret of the nomads' combat strength, that is, they can maneuver, they can disperse and gather according to their own needs in the nomadic herds, and once the time is ripe, the seemingly dotted herdsmen will quickly form a snowball of prestige and combat power. And to make them not a threat, it is necessary to scatter them into pieces and confine them firmly to a fixed land, so that they can no longer maneuver and unite. So, after the Holocaust policy, the Goliaths began to implement the policy they had been preparing for a long time.

The Goliaths divided the Oghuz tribes into more than a dozen pastoral districts according to their territory, and each pastoral area had a consular representative, and it was strictly forbidden to cross the area for grazing. In addition, the feudal system was implemented, dividing the steppe into hundreds of blood-tribute countries, each of which had to send princes to Goliath to learn its script and language, and at the same time vigorously disseminated the holy religion, built a large number of temples, and implemented preferential policies for converts and a blood tax system for non-converts, so as to divide and disintegrate the foundation of the alliance between the entire tribes.

In this way, the ability of grassland herders to resist natural disasters is almost lost—in the nomadic era, when encountering snow and drought, the whole tribe has to migrate long distances to find new pastures, so as to avoid natural disasters. And once the ground is drawn as a prison, natural disasters can only sit back and wait for relief, and once relief is not timely (and the system established by the Goliaths cannot be timely), there will be a mass exodus. Even in the absence of natural disasters, long-term grazing in fixed areas has led to the degradation and desertification of pastures, the shrinkage of animal husbandry, and the increasing difficulty of livelihoods. On top of this, the various tribes of Oghuz also have to deal with irregular military conscriptions, regardless of internal and external wars, the Oghuz people have to send people to join the army, and the conscription ratio is much higher than that of other ethnic groups. In this way, population recovery will be difficult to achieve.

The Goliath policy turned the Oghuz people, who once had a population of nearly 10 million, into a million in the last century. However, due to the decline of the Goliaths' own strength, they eventually lost control of Oghuz. In just a hundred years, the Oghuz people were like weeds on the steppe, multiplying rapidly, and soon reached nearly four million.

For these steppe people, the Goliaths believe that they must not be left behind with historical evidence, because their own ancestors were once steppe people, which means that their Oghuz may not be impossible to destroy the Goliaths one day, and the Goliaths with a strong sense of distress cannot tolerate their existence at all, and after losing control of the Oghuz, the Goliaths are extremely eager to completely solve this trouble, until Sackhan wants to unify the steppe, and it makes the parliament make the final determination to support the military's actions.

The rising sun illuminates the Andinsky Mountains, a huge mountain range that winds like a coiling dragon across the Oghuz steppe to the Pamirs. Standing on a high place and looking east, you can see camps filled with military horses spread all over the ground, and black-armored cavalry coming out of the camps galloped in all directions. There were also a large number of black-armored cavalry that never stopped driving in and out like a tidal wave, with a string of heads hanging under the war horses, although everyone was tired, but their expressions were extremely excited, just now under the command of General Pasha, they annihilated nearly 80,000 steppe cavalry in one fell swoop. Under the cover of heavy artillery fire, the center charged and smashed the opponent's tent.

Nishizawa Wuyi gently wiped the bloody sword in his hand, the knife had just sucked nearly a thousand souls, and the body of the knife exuded a majestic killing intent and a strange mournful sound, which was the mournful sound of the soul imprisoned by the knife, this knife was called 'Quiet Cold'.

Cizawa looked into the distance and smiled again, then he turned on his horse and slammed into the tent of Sak Khan again, slaughtering anything that stood in his way.

The sunset turned into an untraceable red line on the distant horizon, the earth was spring, and on the land covered with cyan barren grass, the muddy black soil had not completely dried up, and a thunderous sound of horses' hooves suppressed by heaven and earth was like a sharp razor that completely tore apart the soil on the ground, turning the originally red blood mud into a mixture of red and black, and the black-armored cavalry with earth-shattering killing intent pressed down like a landslide and tsunami, and the heavy horse's hooves slapped the corpses on the ground mercilessly, crushing them into pulp, countless stumps and broken arms, and the herdsmen who had just been killed fell to the ground, followed by the heavy horses' hoovesuntil completely broken.

The earth-shattering thunder seemed to announce the coming of the end. The wind rises, the thunder moves, and the stars fall like rain. Countless cavalry fought each other, shouting, scolding, screaming mixed with the rumbling thunder around and the sound of rain falling, and there was no distinction between them, it was a killing, a killing.

Riding on the tallest horse, Nishizawa Uyi looked at everything coldly, and he still held the head of Sack Khan in his hand, and it was all over.

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