Two hundred and eighty-nine good boys

In a trance, the sound of the cord of the Dao, like the chirping of mosquitoes, instantly became distant in Gao Zhi's ears, confused, buzzing and noisy.

Shaking his head, Gao Zhi waved his hand to signal the large army to continue searching Mozhi County, and then ordered a dozen horsemen to act as personal guards, turned the horse's head, and followed the direction of the sound source.

"Huh~~!!"

Standing on his horse, Gao Zhi led a group of cavalry, and in the scorched fire, he reined in his horse.

The nose twitched slightly, and there seemed to be a faint smell of burnt smell in the air, obviously this area was completely burned for not too long.

He was about to leave, but his heart moved slightly, and he listened quietly for a moment with his head on one side.

There's movement!

His face changed slightly, and Gao Zhi rode his horse and whipped his horse, and quickly crossed the avenue, rushing towards the source of the sound.

As soon as Gao Zhi's figure moved, he didn't wait for the speed of the war horse under his crotch to stand firm, his body rushed forward, and he used force under his feet, and in an instant, he had already passed through the wall in front of one of the houses and fell into the courtyard steadily.

Gao Zhi's voice suddenly paused, and all around, there were some living people, some living people who were hiding, and they were lucky enough to survive the looting of the Huns who left in a hurry.

Although most of them at this time were unclothed and embarrassed, they really heard the familiar language and saw the familiar Han soldiers, except for the wet red eyes, there was nothing else.

Soon, the cavalry outside also rushed in.... Break in.

Many of the people who were frightened opened their mouths slightly, and quickly closed them.

However, it is not difficult to see that these people's hearts are still somewhat relaxed.

Seeing that it was the Han army, they immediately jumped out of the hole, although they became gray because of the dust just now, but the joy on their faces did not diminish in the slightest.

"Ahem, ahem... A certain is a government official in Mozhi County, I don't know this general...?! ”

"My name is Gao Zhi." Gao Zhi replied indifferently.

"It turned out to be... Ahem, General Gao, ahem, ahem, I don't know how many reinforcements General Gao brought? But do you want to avenge the villagers in Mozhi County?

If that's the case, ahem, a certain wish to be a pioneer. ”

The vocal figure seemed to have wounds on his body, wearing armor and armor, and his figure was not tall and mighty, but on the contrary, he was a little thin and had an ordinary face......

It's just that the ruthlessness in his eyes made Gao Zhi nod.

Locked up, at this time, the Han people still had a strong martial spirit flowing in their veins.

Even among these nomads on the steppe, there will still be a considerable number of people who do not have the slightest fear in their hearts.

What's more, they have a mental advantage.

In the eyes of some Han people who were obsessed with Huo Qu's disease and the proud cause of sealing the wolf Juxu, these barbaric Huns were a group of liè děng réns who only knew how to herd horses and sheep.

In addition to the ferocity, I am afraid that compared with those monkeys who still pick fruit on the trees, they are all uncivilized species!

It can be said that the social status of soldiers in a country determines the strength of the country's military strength.

It's like that China has had a martial style since ancient times, especially in the Yanzhao area, because it is located in the northern Xinjiang, it has been fighting for many years, and the folk customs are extremely strong, known as the ancient people who are generous and sad!

This martial culture of the Chinese began from the Xia, Shang, and Third dynasties to the Northern Song Dynasty, and from the beginning of the Song Dynasty, the emphasis on literature and light on martial arts, the status of warriors in the country can be described as a sharp decline, it can be said that the Song Dynasty is a watershed in the overall national character of the Chinese.

Before the Song Dynasty, the goal of all Chinese boys in life was basically "to practice martial arts well, become a general when they grow up, and make meritorious contributions outside the country!" ”

After the Song Dynasty, the goal of all Chinese boys in life became "study hard, and when they grow up, they will be the champions of the Yuanlang exam, and they will travel the streets across horses!" ”

Since then, the martial wind has completely declined, the wind of culture and education has flourished, under the warm wind of the gorgeous Song Dynasty, the Central Plains Dynasty has become a country of art, followed by foreign invasions, cutting land, coins, and vassals, and finally there is no China after Yashan......

Looking at the clouds floating in the sky, Gao Zhi sighed secretly, these floating corpses in front of him were only a small part.

What will happen next in this land of China will be a civil war that will last for a hundred years, and tens of millions of Han people will fight less than 10 million in the end.

He often wondered whether he should get involved in such a world, or end this gradually expanding, formless and colorless vortex as soon as possible.

Of course, these are also a lot of farther.

“...”

Along the way, although the county town is not full of corpses, it is not to mention that hundreds of corpses have been seen. These are all seen in Gao Zhi, on the streets he passed.

If you count those who didn't see it, and those who died in the houses, then the entire county town doesn't know how many people died in this catastrophe.

Gao Zhi grabbed his fists and grabbed the reins tightly, he knew that there were countless pairs of eyes staring at him tightly at this moment, and he must not show the slightest clue.

After contacting various counties, Gao Zhi's mood gradually eased.

"If it's not my race, we can punish it together!" It's just that his words at this time, although plain, have an unquestionable persistence.

The losses in the counties of Hanoi were naturally extremely heavy, and the county magistrates hurriedly reported the casualties in their respective jurisdictions and the preparations for defense to the county guards.

The county guards also received the letters from the subordinate county officials in an urgent manner, and they also did not dare to delay a bit.

Hurriedly reported the loss to the table of the assassin, on the one hand, he began to ask for reinforcements, preparing to resist the attack of the Huns, and on the other hand, he was guilty of dereliction of duty.

"Someone!"

"Yes."

"Order the three armies, gather the troops and horses!" Gao Zhi became more and more virtuous in his hands, and gave an order.

Suddenly, the rumbling words of the battle were suddenly transmitted.

With the sound of rumbling horses' hooves, countless iron horsemen appeared from the darkness, like Shura ghost soldiers who had escaped from the underworld, rushing to kill from all directions.

Clever wolves don't pounce immediately when hunting, but send small units to follow and stalk their prey.

If you want to survive on the grassland, you must be like wolves, ferocious, cunning, intelligent, and most importantly, you must have enough patience!

If there is any creature in the world that is more vicious and terrifying than wolves, it is only people!

Man is the most powerful beast in the world!

And the army that believes in iron and blood is even more of a beast of fierce beasts!