"Son!" Chagan's face was covered in blood, and his eyebrows were like cannibalistic Shura, but when he saw his son kneeling on the ground by a black-armored soldier, his angry eyes suddenly became almost dripping blood.

"Father!" The scene of a child who was only seven or eight years old being dragged under the slaughter, screaming hoarsely and begging for help from his father, would tremble when anyone saw it.

"Son, dad is here to save you!"

Ignoring the blood stains that were about to obscure his vision, Cha Gan shouted violently, urging the horse to go over desperately.

"Wait!" The white-haired old man clansman who had been following him suddenly grabbed the reins of his horse and persuaded hard: "Patriarch, look around, you can't be brutal!" ”

I don't know where this old man came from so strongly, and he stiffly pulled Chagan's horse chief to hiss, Chagan was delayed like this, and his head that was overwhelmed by blood was also a little sober.

He looked to the left and right, and all thoughts were lost.

Half of the more than 2,000 Axa warriors had fallen on the grass, and the blood on the ground flowed among the green grass blades, staining the grassland red.

The clansmen were still fighting, staggered horses like marquees, weapons clashing with flesh and flesh everywhere, and enemies twice as many as their own side had the upper hand, and their horse skills were no less than those of the Axar people, so that the tenacious Axa warriors could not resist even if they were not afraid of death.

"Who are they?" Chagan looked back at the hundreds of people following him and asked angrily.

The white-haired old clan was well-informed, and after carefully identifying the huge red flag standing behind Wanyan Chenghei, he quickly replied: "It's the Han people from Guanzhong, and it's the army of Changsun Hong." ”

"How can the Han have such powerful cavalry?" Cha Gan gritted his teeth, and felt incredulous: "I think many of them are Khitans." ”

"I heard that Changsun Hong recruited troops in the Guanzhong area, and many tribes inside and outside the Great Wall took refuge in him, and even ...... Even we, the Mongols, stood with him. ”

"What? The Mongols also threw themselves at his feet? Cha Gan was shocked, he heard the news for the first time: "Why didn't I know? ”

"Those who took refuge in him were all survivors of the Taichi Wubu who had fought with Genghis Khan before, and they had a bitter hatred for the Great Mongolian State, although they were afraid of Genghis Khan's prestige and power and accommodated to Monan, but they have not been driven out of all, Changsun Hong came to the grassland, and hit it off with them, these people are very powerful, even the former Jin State can't help them." The white-bearded old clansman touched his beard and said, "They have kept this news secret and have not disclosed it to the public, and I only heard about it two days ago." ”

"No wonder." Cha Gan's hand holding the big knife trembled slightly: "Lost in the hands of the Mongols...... We are not unjustly defeated......"

The white-bearded old clansman licked his lips, looked around, and said, "Patriarch, now...... We have two paths. ”

Chagan's mind was like a mess, he had long lost his ability to make decisions, his eyes had been hanging on his son, and he responded sadly: "You say." ”

"At the moment, we still have hundreds of warriors here, while the Han people are still entangled with the clansmen, we immediately travel away lightly, the Han people want to capture prisoners, and they can't catch up with us for a while." The old people are resolute.

"Leave your people behind and flee like that?" Cha Gan was stunned and shook his head vigorously: "No!" How different are we from the walking dead!? Even if we save our lives, Immortal Heaven will not let us go! ”

"I don't think it's right too, then...... There's only one way. The white-haired old clansman stumped and stopped.

Cha Ganran was silent, and he didn't say good, nor did he say bad.

The old clan looked at him, but in his ears he heard the screams of the fighting in the distance, and the voice of the Axa tribe was obviously much less, and his eyebrows were anxious for a while, and he couldn't care about it anymore, and said: "Since Taichi Wubu can take refuge in Changsun Hong, why can't we?" The steppe pays attention to the respect of the strong, and there is nothing shameful in prostrate at the feet of the powerful, even Temujin, before he became Genghis Khan, didn't he rely on the Jin State to survive for many years? ”

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He looked at the women and children trembling under the butcher's knife of Wanyan Chenghei in the distance, and said: "Patriarch, we are a small tribe, for so many years, what can be preserved is nothing more than to compromise and cling to the big clan, in the past, the Jin country was strong, we belonged to the Jin country, and now the Han people are rising, there is nothing wrong with us joining them, the Han people are good at farming, they don't like grazing, and they won't occupy our pastures." It is much safer to take refuge in them than to take refuge in the great nobles of the Mongolian kingdom, and it is ......"

"Moreover, our salt and iron consumption is obtained by exchanging cattle and horses with the Han people, and Yang or just looted them and attached them to Changsun Hong, these things must not need our warrior clansmen to exchange their lives, and only normal trade exchanges can achieve the goal."

"Also, with the iron weapons of the Han people as the backing, our warriors and arrows do not need to ask for others, compared with other tribes, we will have the upper hand, and in the future, on the grassland, my Axa tribe will have a strong day."

"As the old saying goes, heroes don't suffer immediate losses. Either way, it's all about preserving the tribe's seeds! ”

"We can die, but the Axa can't die, if the tribe dies at our hands, how can we explain to the patriarchs in front?"

Chagan listened to the words of the old clansman, and the muscles in his face kept shaking.

In his heart, there has been a fierce struggle.

In the distance, the situation that was originally divided into two regiments of men and horses has gradually subsided, the war horses have stepped over, the corpses are all over the ground, and the cavalry of the brigade has resumed a long platoon formation, facing a small group of men and horses on Chagan's side from afar, preparing for an assault.

Behind the cavalry ranks, thousands of old and weak women and children of the Axa tribe knelt on the ground crying and crying, their heads bowed, and behind them stood black-armored soldiers with long knives in their hands, like a flock of lambs to the slaughter.

Wan Yan Lie and Ah Huli have already sent people to ask for instructions twice, asking for all the remnants of the Axa clan to be wiped out in one go, but Wan Yan Chenghei has not nodded.

Instead, he called a man with a wide forehead and a big face.

"Huang Chai Yan, you are a nobleman of the Taichi Wubu, and you have known Cha Gan before, you went over to persuade him, as long as he is willing to submit, his people can live, and in the future, they can achieve the same status as you." Wanyan Chengji sat on the cart and squinted his eyes and said, "Especially his son, he can continue the name of the Axa tribe." ”

Huang Chai Yan bowed his head and agreed, and went over alone.

Seeing him go away, he drew his knife and cut the rope of a child kneeling by the wheel at his feet.

"Your Excellency, you're going to let him go?" One of the generals said curiously: "The Axa people have not yet agreed to surrender." ”

"It doesn't matter, they won't refuse." Wanyan Chengsi smiled and said abruptly: "In the past few days, we have encountered so many tribes inside and outside the Great Wall, how many of them are really related to our life and death?" In the face of death and absolute force, most people will still choose to survive wisely. ”

The generals thought about it and laughed too.

"The ghost king has already been calculated, these tribes are rootless, the Great Mongolia doesn't care about them, the ordinary Han people don't dare to ignore them, in fact, their lives are very unsatisfactory."

"And after taking refuge in the ghost king, everyone doesn't have to fight and kill, exchange cattle, sheep and horses for salt and cloth, and exchange mine resources for iron pot tea bricks, how good this is, everyone is happy."

"And there are people in the tribe, and they can also follow the army of the ghost king to go out to fight in exchange for the spoils of war, the ghost king said, but where the tribe obtains, the ghost king will not take anything, how generous is this, who is not moved? Isn't it because of this that Taichi Ube Ken sent thousands of people with us? ”

"As for those who are unwilling to give in, destroy the two clans, and the rest will not continue to fight with us with their necks."

After hearing Yan Chenghei say this, the general sincerely admired: "That's true, the ghost king is scheming, we might as well too!" ”

"Of course, otherwise how could he be a ghost king?" Wanyan Chengji smiled, his eyes opened for a moment, and he looked into the distance.

In that direction, the hundreds of remnants of the Axa clan had all dismounted, threw away their weapons, and knelt down towards the position of Yan Chenghei.

With a smile on his face, Wanyan Chengji stood up from the carriage and raised his hands high.

The sun shone down behind him, coating his black armor with a golden glow, as if he were covered in brilliant golden armor.

The black flag embroidered with a white beast with teeth and claws is also waving in the wind in the golden sunshine, and the big flag is setting, and people are like gods.

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