Chapter 5: The Purple Robe (Seven Below)

Seeing that the Lord will fall off the horse, life and death are uncertain. The swarms rushed forward to the Stone Castle clan army, and they all froze involuntarily. At this moment, Zhou Xiaofeng took out an arrow from his arms, raised it high, and shouted loudly in Turkic at the same time: "On the orders of the protectors of the capital of Anxi, kill Sa Yihei who colluded with Tibet." The rest of the people, don't act rashly! Otherwise, there will be no mercy! ”

"Sa Yihei colluded with Tibet and was ordered to be killed by the Anxi Metropolitan Protector. The rest of the people, don't act rashly! More than 1,000 Anxi elites had already prepared, opened their throats, and repeated in unison in Turkic and Tang dialect.

"Sa Yihei colluded with Tibet and was ordered to be killed by the Anxi Metropolitan Protector. The rest of the people, don't act rashly! Otherwise, there will be no mercy! "No mercy!" A thunderous cry rolled across the desert, and upon hearing this, the tribal army of Stone Castle immediately retreated more than half. The remaining half hesitated, and turned their heads to Abbas, the deputy commander of the tribal army. There were only a dozen people who were loyal to Sa Yihei, and they continued to roar wildly and rushed to the center of the battlefield, trying to kill Zhou Xiaofeng and the others to avenge their own family patriarch.

The Abbasids were already very weak, and now his brother, whom he had always regarded as the backbone of his heart, is dead, and he is even more troubled. For a while, I couldn't come up with any accurate ideas. Taking advantage of this opportunity, a famous "Manla" wrapped in black cloth shouted, "Warriors, when the opportunity to die for Allah has come, what are you waiting for?" Rush up and cut down the Don. Allah will be in heaven to witness your faithfulness! ”

These "manla" who preceded the expansion of the black-clad food nation under the guise of missionary work were in fact fanatical believers. The scriptures that come out of their mouths have completely deviated from the traditional teachings. But the Maxian people, who also cherished the dream of recreating the Wuhu carving up the Chinese era, did not know that they had been deceived, and the courage of the people immediately increased when they thought of the inexhaustible fruits, silks, and virgins in the kingdom of heaven. Immediately, hundreds of religious warriors urged their mounts and rushed towards Zhou Xiaofeng and the others with their scimitars.

Seeing that the defenders of the stone castle were obsessed, the Tang border army brought by Zhou Xiaofeng also moved. With more than 300 armored cavalry as the vanguard, they formed a wedge-shaped array and slowly pressed towards the center of the battlefield.

As soon as the Tang Dynasty border army moved, Fang Ziling, who was not far away for Wang Xun's raiding array, also waved the order flag, twenty-five flying dragon guards and more than 400 Loulan warriors, and more than 100 Wang Xun's servants who had only been collected last night, lined up in a three-fold corner formation, roaring and rushing down the sand dunes.

Seeing that the three armies are about to start a chaos. Suddenly, there was another agitated horn sound. East, south, west, and north, the four directions are full of smoke and dust at the same time, and countless tribes from the Western Regions under the banner of the Tang Dynasty roll in from behind the sand dunes.

"On the order of the protector of the capital of Anxi, Sa Yihei who colluded with Tibet was killed. Regardless of people, don't act rashly! ”

"On the order of the protector of the capital of Anxi, Sa Yihei who colluded with Tibet was killed. Regardless of people, don't act rashly! ”

"On the order of the protector of the capital of Anxi, Sa Yihei who colluded with Tibet was killed. Regardless of people, don't act rashly! ”

"On the order of the protector of the capital of Anxi, Sa Yihei who colluded with Tibet was killed. Regardless of people, don't act rashly! ”

In all directions, tens of thousands of tribal warriors chanted in unison. The sound was like thunder, and the faces of the Maqi people in the battlefield were pale and pale.

As a servant army, the warriors of the Ma Nationality were originally in awe of the Tang Dynasty. Suddenly he found himself in a siege, and the courage that had just been stirred up by religious fanaticism was immediately half weakened. Most of the warriors who rushed out immediately took their mounts under the leadership of the Abbasids and waited on the spot for the Tang to dispose of them. Only the dozen or so henchmen of Sa Yihei, a few fanatical believers who were bewitched, and the visitors from the Great Food Country who knew that their conspiracy had been exposed, were divided into three waves according to the order of departure under their crotches, reciting scriptures, and continuing to pounce forward in a crazy manner.

It's too late, it's too soon, and all of this is just a matter of minutes. Before Sa Yihei's henchmen could get within thirty steps of him, Yuwen Zhi had already bent his bow and arrows. "I don't know what to live or die!" He sneered slightly, pulled the bowstring, and shot the feather arrow out like a bead.

Yu Wenzhi's archery skills were originally of the highest level, and after being suppressed by Gao Lishi in the stone castle last year, he worked hard again. This time, it was unexpectedly successful. In the blink of an eye, five of the dead soldiers of the tribe who rushed over were overturned, and the rest did not dare to gather together as targets, so they had to disperse the formation and continue to move forward, the shouts in their throats were still high, but the momentum was exhausted.

Seeing this scene, Li Yuanqin laughed. Flattening the long lance, he rode his horse to meet him. In order to deal with Yuwen Zhi's cold arrows, the formation of the warriors of the Ma Nationality has become very loose. At this moment, Li Yuanqin was reversed and counterattacked, and they couldn't cooperate with each other in a hurry, and there was actually only one samurai who fought alone with this person. In front of everyone like Li Yuanqin, this kind of behavior is no different from sending him to death. As soon as the horses of both sides staggered, the Maqi warrior fell from his mount. There was a bloody cut in his throat, his limbs twitched, and he couldn't live when he saw it.

After a successful blow, Li Yuanqin didn't look back, and rode his horse straight to take the second wave of black-robed diners. The "Manla" of the Great Food Country, whose body was wrapped in black cloth, was just a mouthful of inciting others to die, and when it was his turn, he was so frightened that he had no courage at all. Seeing the bright lance stabbing at him, he didn't dare to parry with his weapon, turned his mount, and wanted to flee for his life.

In front of the two armies, how can there be enough time to escape? Before he could deflect the war horse, Li Yuanqin's lance had already arrived. only heard the sound of "flutter", and the three-foot lance stabbed into two and a half. The black-clad Eater was picked off his mount, screaming hoarsely as he struggled in the air.

"Shameful thing!" Li Yuanqin shook his arm and threw the black-clothed evil eater who was not yet dead from the blade. Immediately, the flat end of the left arm and the right arm pushed sideways, and there was a grass to find the snake. The eight-foot-long lance was made by him to swing from side to side like an enlarged arm. Broke the tendons and fractures of the other two black-clad diners who couldn't dodge, and fell off their horses screaming.

These few rabbits rose and fell, and the end was clean and neat. Not only did it scare the big diners who were nearby. Even the Maqi fanatics who were attacking not far away were all discolored, and they all thought in their hearts, if I had been right with this person just now, how sure would I have survived?

No, the answer is obvious. Under normal circumstances, a dozen Ma Qiang warriors would cooperate with each other and might be able to block this person's blade. If he fights alone, I'm afraid no one is his opponent. But now that the patriarch has been shot to death by General Tang, there are tens of thousands of warriors from other tribes around him who are rapidly converging here, where is there still a chance for everyone to fight in formation? In an instant, the fanatical believers suddenly woke up as if they had been poured cold water on their heads, and they immediately dropped their scimitars, shouted "spare their lives" and fled.

For this kind of coward, Li Yuanqin also disdains to chase and kill. Turn your horse and attack the remaining black-clothed diners from behind. At the same time as he rode through the formation, the remaining black-clothed diners and Sa Yihei's henchmen had already gathered around Zhou Xiaofeng. I was counting on relying on more people to take down the other party and force the surrounding ** big guys to survive. Who would have thought that Zhou Xiaofeng would be even more fierce than Li Yuanqin, bared his teeth at the crowd that surrounded him, pulled out a nine-eared and eight-ring machete from the victory hook, and chopped his head.

The knife was not among the weapons of the Tang Dynasty at all, the head of the knife was more than five feet long, one and a half feet wide, and it was put on the jujube wood with an iron sleeve, which looked heavy and stupid. Lest it not scary enough to take it out, there are still a few serrations on the back of the knife, and huge copper rings are hung on them, colliding with each other, and the "bell" sounds. The warrior of the Ma Clan closest to Zhou Xiaofeng didn't wait for a fight before he was dazed by the noise from the copper ring. When he realized that the blade was approaching, it was too late to dodge, and with a scream, his entire body was split in half diagonally.

A Ma Qiang warrior and a big food country "Tuman" caught left and right, and before they could rush into the attack range of the Nine Ears and Eight Rings Knife, they had already been blocked by Wang Xun, who was rushing over on a horse, and smashed half of his head with a chain hammer.

"Don't make a mess, it's important to take care of your people!" Zhou Xiaofeng didn't appreciate it at all, dropped an angry scold, and slashed the knife to take another person. Unexpectedly, a crisp bowstring sounded in his ears, and a carved feather flew from the oblique thorn, hitting the throat of the big food "Manla" wrapped in black.

"Yuwen boy, don't be here to show off, otherwise, Lao Tzu will serve you with a military stick!" Zhou Xiao shouted angrily. His immediate boss Feng Changqing has a reputation as a "wise general", and since this person took over from Gao Xianzhi to take charge of the four towns of Anxi, he has strictly forbidden military generals above the fourth rank to risk their lives. For other generals, this is the consideration of their superiors. But for a martial artist like Zhou Xiaofeng, who is known for his courage and fights from small soldiers all the way, it is even more uncomfortable than being beaten with a military stick every day.

finally got a chance not to be under the nose of Feng Dashuai, he originally wanted to have a good time killing the enemy. Unexpectedly, Wang Xun and Yu Wenzhi didn't give him a chance at all, one left and one right, and took all the enemies who pounced.

"You two, do you still have me as a general in your eyes?" Seeing that Wang Xun and Yu Wenzhi were unwilling to obey, Zhou Xiaofeng continued to scold. The crotch mount did not stop for a moment, overtaking the two of them, and went straight to the fourth big eater wrapped in black.

Wang Xun and Yu Wenzhi looked at each other and smiled, and one turned around to collect their own team that had rushed down from the sand dunes, so as not to kill the tribal warriors and disrupt Zhou Xiaofeng's deployment. The other person held a horn bow in his hand and stared at Zhou Xiaofeng's sides, lest the main general really be flanked by the enemy.

Without his own people around to grab credit, Zhou Xiaofeng let go of his hands and feet even more. The nine-eared and eight-ring knives were slashed like windmills, and the "Boom Leng" and "Boom Leng" slashed one by one, chopping off the mounts one after another from the two Black Big Food Nation villains who tried to take him down.

It's a pity that he still hasn't had the opportunity to charge into addiction. Seeing that his brother was split into two pieces by the nine-eared and eight-ring knife and the weapon, the black-clothed Great Food Eater in the sixth position had already fallen into courage, "Devil! He shouted, turned his mount and fled. Li Yuanqin, who was turning back, was stabbed under the horse by the other party.

Seeing that there were only four people on the other side, they killed more than a dozen of their companions on their side, and the rest of the Ma Clan warriors and evil eaters from the black clothes were frightened. "Hell!" Someone screamed, turned his mount, and took the lead to flee to the edge of the battlefield. The rest of the people immediately collapsed, and they couldn't care about fighting with Zhou Xiaofeng anymore, so they turned their horses' heads and fled in all directions.

At this moment, where is there a chance to escape. The Flying Dragon Guards and the Tang Dynasty border army had already surrounded them, took them one by one, and picked them off their horses. A few of them stumbled into the ranks of the Stone Castle tribal army, and instead of coming to the rescue, their former robes were torn off their horses with lassoes, and then tied up in a ball and thrown in front of the army with disdain.

When Wang Xun gathered his team, the battle on the battlefield was over. A total of twenty-seven Maqi warriors and nine black-clad villains were killed, and the rest were captured by the defenders of the stone castle who were preparing to surrender. Fearing that the Tang general, who was armed with a nine-eared and eight-ring sword, would not be able to kill enough, he ordered all his people to be cut down, and Abbasid, the younger brother of Sa Yihei, jumped off his mount, raised the scimitar above his head, and walked to the center of the battlefield in three steps. knelt in front of Zhou Xiaofeng, crying and begging: "General Datang, General Datang." My brother was tempted by the big cannibal in black to start the idea of the baggage team. Now that he has paid for the sins he committed with his life, please raise your noble hand and spare us Maqi. In the future, no matter whether we are cattle or horses, we dare not have the slightest disobedience! ”

"Spare you?!" Zhou Xiaofeng also jumped off his mount, but he refused to take the scimitar that the other party held above his head, "If I come one step late and let these brothers fall into the hands of your subordinates, will you give them a way out?" ”

The answer, of course, is no. Before leaving, Sa Yihei had reached a consensus with the middle and high leaders of the clan to kill all the Tang people who were transporting the baggage, swallow this valuable weapon, and then flee to Hexi Jiedu to seek refuge under Ge Shuhan. When the black-clothed cannibal is ready to march eastward and establish a heavenly kingdom on earth, he will stab his brother Shuhan in the back, so that with the support of the cannibal, he will become the overlord of the Western Regions or the entire Central Plains.

This plan is so long-term that Sa Yihei himself is not very confident in saying it. But in the face of the naked interests, they think that at least the first step is worth trying. Unexpectedly, as soon as the dream began, he was woken up by a lance, and Sa Yihei himself lost his life for it.

However, at this juncture, the Abbasid did not have the courage to tell the truth, nor could he think of a lie that would not be easily penetrated, so he had to put down his scimitar and kowtow constantly.

Seeing that he still refused to speak, Zhou Xiaofeng sighed softly, "It's okay, ask for kindness, I'm not difficult for you." Someone ...... coming."

"The general spares his life, the general spares his life!" Abbasid hurriedly took a few steps on his knees, holding Zhou Xiaofeng's boots with both hands, "Your Excellency, Your Lordship, it was Sayihei and Shaman who were bewitched, and I had to comply. I have to obey! ”

"Just two people?" Zhou Xiaofeng continued to sneer, "How about I slaughter your tribe, and then find two random people to kill and pay for your lives?" ”

"Adults spare their lives, adults spare their lives!" Cold sweat was dripping from Abbas's forehead, mixed with blood, staining the sand in front of him pink, "There are also some elders and warriors who have been bewitched by the big cannibals in black. But they were not deeply blinded and have already begun to regret it! ”

"If they hadn't seen my army just now, would they regret it? I guess even I'm going to kill all of them, right?! Zhou Xiaofeng shrugged his shoulders and asked with a smile.

Before there were not a few tribal soldiers and horses under the banner of the Tang Dynasty, the Abbasids did have the intention of destroying all the Tang people and avenging his brother. However, the situation is uncontrollable, and the total number of coalition troops of various clans that have appeared around one after another is twenty or thirty thousand, and if the Maqi clan dares to make a move, they will inevitably be frustrated to the point that there are no bones left.

Knowing that if you don't break your wrist today, you will definitely not be able to explain it. Gritting his teeth, he said loudly: "Lord General, the Ma Qian people know that they have offended the general Huwei, and they dare not beg for your forgiveness. I just ask you to remember that our clan once followed General Gao Xianzhi to shed blood for the Tang Dynasty, and leave me a way to live! ”

"You didn't offend Ben Jiang Huwei, but offended Datang Tianwei. There is a saying in our Central Plains, which is called 'Those who offend my great Han Tianwei will be punished even if they are far away!' Right now, Han is Tang. Tang is Han. If I let you go easily, in the future, when my Tang Erlang walks in the Western Regions, won't I be killed casually? ”

"Your Excellency, General, be gracious!" "Your Excellency, General, be gracious!" The Abbasids were speechless but prostrated and begged for mercy.

"So be it!" Zhou Xiaofeng sighed and said in a deep voice: "For the sake of your clansmen who once shed blood for the Tang Dynasty, I will leave you a way to live." Go and take a few men with you, and kill all the foolish shamans of your people, as well as those who have just heard the great cannibalism and are ready to make a move on me. With them in the people, I can't believe your loyalty. ”

"This ——!" Abbasid was stunned and instinctively wanted to refuse. It doesn't matter if you kill that old fool shaman, that guy deserves it. Had this man not suddenly converted to Allah, he would not have brought such a great calamity to his people. But the number of people who rushed out after listening to the agitation of the big cannibals just now was too huge. Although most of them stopped halfway, there was a large gap between their team and the people who remained in place, and there was a clear distinction between them. In full view of everyone, the Abbasids had no chance to kill a few people and fool them around.

If you don't kill, you can't explain to the Tang generals. Ordered those clansmen to be killed, and the Maxian tribe was greatly damaged, and it was not possible to recover the current prosperity in ten or eight years. For a time, the Abbasids were in a dilemma. Seeing that he had always hesitated, Zhou Xiaofeng sighed again and slowly raised his right hand. "Don't you want to? Anyway, I'm never too strong! ”

"Kill!" "Kill!" "Kill!" The allied troops of all ethnic groups gathered around them immediately raised their weapons and shouted in demonstration. Looking at the cluster of shiny scimitars around him, Abbasid had no choice but to turn his heart sideways, kowtow, and said loudly: "Slow down, General, I will carry out the order and purge the scum of the clan!" ”

So saying, he got up, stumbled into the ranks of his people, and before he was halfway there, he fell again, got up, and wept aloud.

The conversation between the two people just now was all in Tang dialect, and many tribal warriors couldn't understand it. But the person who has his own Tang dialect translated the dialogue into the past. Hearing the details, the warriors of all clans who followed behind Wang Xun, including Tumati, the patriarch of the Mukun tribe who knew Tang Yan, couldn't help but gasp. I was secretly glad in my heart, "Fortunately, I didn't win yesterday, and I met General Xiao Wang." If yesterday's battle is won, swallow the baggage. I'm afraid that if I flee to the edge of the sky, I will be chased by this brutal general with a nine-eared and eight-ring machete, and the whole clan will be killed cleanly! ”

Without waiting for them to sigh in a cold breath, the Maqi clan had already begun to clean up the "scum" by themselves. Abbasids and several of the elders of the tribe, with their cronies, closed their eyes and slashed them one by one. While chopping, he howled loudly. Those who, because they were instigated by the black-clothed eaters, dreamed of entering the kingdom of heaven after death and enjoyed countless virgins, knowing that there was no way to escape, and did not dare to implicate the family members of the clan, wept loudly and led their necks to kill.

This kind of unresisted slaughter is even more terrifying than the fierce battle just now. Looking at the blood light rising into the sky in front of him, the tribal warriors who had tried to rob the baggage team yesterday stood on horseback one by one, drenched in cold sweat.

However, no one dared to have the slightest sympathy for the fate of the Maki. At this moment, they finally remembered a sentence. Han is Tang, Tang is Han, and those who commit the great Han Tianwei will be punished even if they are far away!