Xu Deyan's words made Yu Yi a little stunned, and he looked at him in surprise.

Xu Deyan nodded firmly.

And Yu Yi seemed to understand something, pointed at him and shook his head: "You young man, you actually ran over to test the old man!" ”

"That old general, the younger generation is willing to open the way for the old general, you and I can rush and kill together?!" Xu Deyan had already drawn his sword.

Yu Yi clenched his knife and strode down the city, and while walking, he turned back and said: "Although you are young, you are a descendant of Xu Ling, your Xu family was originally a scholarly ruler, and the old man has been a horse all his life, and it is not the turn of a civil official to open the way for the old man!" ”

Xu Deyan laughed: "Then we will fight side by side, I hope the old general will not be disgusted!" ”

"For Xu Xiaomu's sake, it's hard to be embarrassed!"

The two of them flew on their horses as they spoke, and the guards had already restrained the war horses at this time, and when they saw the two people coming, they immediately saluted together.

"Sons, we've had enough of being pressed and beaten by these damn brutes for so many days, and now it's time to tell them who is the master in this land!" Yu Yi raised his big knife high and said loudly.

In the wind, the old general's white beard danced, and the big knife in his hand flashed with glittering light, looking at his horizontal sword, no one dared to believe that this was a veteran who was over the age of six.

And Xu Deyan also shouted: "We will kill them, fight these damned barbarians on the snowy fields and in the river valleys, and we will kill them by all means we can think of, and avenge our brothers and our fathers and villagers!" ”

"Kill!" Countless guards chanted at the same time.

At this time, there is no need for superfluous slogans or redundant statements, a simple word is enough to express everything.

Yu Yi and Xu Deyan glanced at each other, and at the same time rode forward, while the guards followed closely and merged into the huge tide.

Facing the north, the flag is flying, and the army of the Han Dynasty is moving forward like iron!

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"Kill!" A low roar came from within the armor.

The horse lance directly pierced the chest of the Turks, and the movements of the Han cavalry did not stop in the slightest, and they actually pushed forward against the Turks so hard, and then crashed into the two shields in front, obviously the Turkic soldiers who were holding up the shields and preparing to block the stray arrows never thought that this time it would be a person who collided, and at the same time fell to the ground screaming.

And before they could get up, the hooves of the Han cavalry stepped over them.

To the south, to the south!

There were more and more Turks at the front, but the size of the Han army charging forward was also increasing.

One cage after another and even livestock stables were opened, and a large number of Han slaves were released, who had long been accustomed to starvation and work, and naturally became more accustomed to following the light of fire and banners to rush forward.

Yu Xi and Hou Mi swept along the river valley with a group of soldiers and horses, their main purpose was to create as much chaos as possible for the Turks, while the Han slaves behind were responsible for "cleaning" the battlefield under the leadership of some veterans.

The so-called cleaning is to kill those Turks, and even cut those half-dead and dead Turks a few times.

Whether it is an adult man, or a woman or a child, they are unkempt, but their eyes are extraordinarily bright, with an undisguised murderous intent. In the midst of this blood and fire, in fact, everything has become very simple, it is to kill, it is to take revenge.

Those Turkic people who once oppressed them and used to be high above only had the possibility of being killed, and even some Turkic women were directly dragged out and stripped clean, or those half-grown Turkic children were all stabbed to death.

This kind of revenge seems to be blind and aimless, but it is indeed a complete replication of what one people has done to another, without any further intensification. Among the steppe tribes, human nature and morality seem so pale and powerless, and natural selection is the most basic law.

Now that the Han finally had a chance to take revenge, they did not hesitate to inflict violence on any Turkic people they saw.

Originally, many Han generals couldn't bear it, but when they saw those almost crazy people, when they saw those ragged and skinny figures, all they could do was silently rush up and push any Turkic who wanted to escape from this fateful vendetta to the ground and hand it over to the Han people behind.

No one had time to think about why they were doing this, they just knew that at least for now, in this ruined camp that was gradually consumed by fire, not a single Turk should be alive.

For the Turks, this should be a nightmare that they will never get out of this life, and they are paying the price for the blood debt committed by themselves and their fathers and ancestors, perhaps directly under the sword of the Han people, but it is a rare relief.

A Han warlord led a few soldiers through the chaotic camp, they saw the Turks begging for mercy, but the red-eyed Han slaves did not give them the slightest chance to survive, and the most they could get in exchange for mercy was that after being cut to the ground, there might be a few fewer slash marks on the corpse.

Moving on, they also saw a Turkic woman being dragged directly into the tent, and several of her children cried and cried to find their mother, but their heads were cut off by the fierce Han woman guarding outside.

Blood and milky brains splashed on their faces, and the Han women, who no longer knew how much they had been through the wind and frost, were unmoved, perhaps just a few months or years ago, they had been dragged into the camp like this, and their children had been killed in front of their eyes like this.

And several Han men dragged the Turkic woman out of the tent at this time, I don't know if they were too hard, the Turkic woman had already fainted, a young man was crying, while stabbing the knife in his hand into her abdomen, he could vaguely hear him calling a woman's name.

A young soldier couldn't help it and spit out heavily.

And the lord just said coldly: "Show me carefully, if there are any fish that have slipped through the net, after the search, we will go directly to the front to support!" ”

These Turkic people who have been dispersed have actually no resistance in the face of the Han people who have all kinds of swords, guns and sticks, so what the battle lord is really worried about is the front, once the front can not be supported and is defeated by the Turks, then these happy scenes of revenge in front of them may soon be repeated in the Han people themselves.

"No!" Whether it was uncomfortable vomiting or watching all this with blazing eyes, all the soldiers agreed in unison.

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