After the old man completely dragged his hind legs, Lu Peng had no worries, so, after more than a year of preparation, in Yuyang, in front of the 17,000 infantry soldiers on the 3,000 Zhao Yun wolf riding and standing on the light four-wheeled chariots built in the 2,000 base areas, Lu Peng swore to sacrifice the flag and launched an attack on the Wuhuan people.

This time, Lu Peng took out his most elite soldiers, Zhao Yun's three thousand wolf horses, and transferred back the three battalion leaders of Pan Feng, Zhang Yan, and Yang Feng, as well as Xi Zhen, Tai Shici, and Xu Jie, the commander of Jinyiwei, to join the army. Almost the entire group poured out.

In front of the battle, Lu Peng killed three animals and paid tribute to the soldiers who died for the survival of the Han nation and fought desperately against the barbarian nation for more than 1,000 years.

"The Xianbei people, the Wuhuan people, and even the original Huns have always been the biggest enemies of our Han nation, which is undeniable, this time, for the stability of our homeland, for our future hegemony in the world and no worries, I now lead you, follow the heroic spirits of those martyrs, and fight to the death against the enemies of 600,000 Wuhuan, do you dare to fight?"

The 20,000 soldiers raised their weapons together, facing Lu Peng and Changtian, and shouted loudly: "Dare to fight, dare to fight." ”

"Do you dare to fight for the sake of our parents behind us?"

"Dare to fight, dare to fight."

"For the sake of the immortal Han nation behind us, do you dare to fight?"

"Ten thousand wins, ten thousand wins."

Lu Peng pulled out the sword at his waist, faced the north, and pointed out firmly: "Then follow me, for the sake of the fathers and elders behind us, for the glory of our Han nation, forward, victory, forward." ”

This was a battle to the death that everyone thought was an egg hitting a stone, but Lu Peng, with his 20,000 soldiers, in the face of six or seven hundred thousand Wuhuan tribes, rushed into the grassland without hesitation, and launched a war against the Wuhuan people.

The sky is vast and wild, the wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep, this is a soothing and vast world, the goshawk soars above it, the cattle and sheep spread all over it, the world without war is full of peace and tranquility.

The old Uke family was putting away the bag, the woman and the child put the simple belongings on the cart and tied it with a wool rope, and the old Uke gasped, and after putting away the heavy bag, he sat on a wool bundle and gasped.

There are only two men in his own home, one is himself, who is old, and the other is his grandson, but he has just had a high wheel, and when he is still playful, he can't count on helping at all, and it's good not to make trouble for himself.

Originally, there were three men as strong as yaks in his family.

In his early years, the eldest son went to the south to loot, but died in a sneak attack by the Han Chinese.

The second son died in a fight between tribes over the water source of the pasture.

The only third son, a few years ago, went to the south with the great king Qiu Liju to help the Han people fight, which was originally good, and he could still let people bring back the Han people's things for himself, so that his family could be stable and rich.

But then the sporadic tribal men who fled back told Lao Wuke that the king and his 50,000 Wuhuan warriors were all burned to death in Yuyang City, and their three sons couldn't even get the ashes back.

For all three sons died in battle, Lao Wuke did not shed tears, did not grieve, in his opinion, as a steppe person, it is this life, and it is ten thousand times more glorious to die in battle than to die at home like himself now.

The men of the grassland are born warriors, and it is the fate of warriors to die in battle, which is arranged by Changshengtian and cannot be disobeyed.

Seeing that the daughters-in-law began to gather those Han slaves, Lao Wuke yelled at them: "Ma slippery, this time the new king summoned us to the royal court, and the greeting was very urgent, those slaves who couldn't walk, just kill them directly, don't let them slow us down." ”

After receiving the order of the old uke, the daughters-in-law immediately grabbed the knives and killed the slaves who were too weak and crippled at once.

The slaves did not resist, they just stretched their necks and let a few women easily cut their throats, and then they fell limply on the grass, and with empty eyes, they looked at the goshawks that swooped down in the air and pecked at their corpses, and maybe, if the goshawks ate them, they could take their souls and take them to their ancestral land, and bring them back to their homes.

Looking at the obedient and slain slaves, Old Uke snorted contemptuously: "A group of soft dogs." Then he stood up, picked up the leather whip, and beat the rest of the slaves violently: "What the fuck are you doing, don't hurry up and pack up the cattle, sheep and horses, we must go on the road at noon." I can tell you, I'll count them later, and if there's one missing, I'll kill you." ”

One by one, the whipped slaves began to gather their cattle, sheep and horses, and prepared to march with their masters to the royal court deep in the grassland.

They have become numb, they have accepted their fate, the great Han of the mother country has abandoned them, they are desperate to return to their homeland, home, ancestral tombs, that is just a vague memory in a dream.

The cattle, sheep and horses had already been gathered up, and at this time, a slight sound suddenly sounded in the ears, which slowly became louder and became deafening.

The slaves were already familiar with the sound of the horse's hooves trampling the earth, which heralded the coming disaster, so they instinctively and habitually squatted in the flock, hoping to escape the catastrophe of the tribal conflict or the passage of the Wuhuan army in the near future.

Old Uke nervously put his hand on his eyes and looked in the direction of the sound of the horse's hooves.

The sound of horses' hooves was loud, and there were as many as 3,000 of them with experience, and the direction from which they came was south. After thinking about it for a while, I couldn't help but change my complexion, there was no cavalry of my own people in the south, so who was it? It's the horse bandits from the border who are coming.

After judging, Old Uke immediately grabbed the scimitar beside him and yelled at his daughter-in-law and grandson: "The horse bandits are coming, get on the horse and fight." ”

Although the other party has a full 3,000 people, he only has three daughters-in-law, a daughter, and a grandson with high wheels, but the Wuhuan people, everyone is a warrior, and the blood of warriors flows in their own veins.

With a roar from Old Uk, the whole family flew on their horses, picked up the scimitar, and began to face the unknowable enemy as Old Uk began.

As the sound of horses' hooves became louder and louder, at the junction of heaven and earth, a red cherry blossom began to emerge quickly, a huge red flag began to fly in the wind on the horizon, and under the big flag, a warrior in silver armor and silver armor galloped out, and Old Uk could feel the deep and cold eyes of the general.

"It's the Han people, it's the Han army." Old Uke is no stranger to that kind of banner, that kind of armor dress, when he was young, he entered the Han land countless times to loot threshing grass, and he has long been familiar with such a banner and such armor style.

"How could it be the Han Army? How dare they enter the steppe? With doubts in his heart, looking at the dark three thousand cavalry, Old Uke made a decisive decision - to surrender.

The horse bandits are coming, and they must fight to the death, because the horse bandits are everywhere, and they have to fight hard if they don't fight hard.

But when the Han army comes, as long as they surrender meekly, then those hypocritical and righteous guys will spare their family's lives, and as long as the family survives, when they meet with the king, they will kill all these Han dogs.

Jumping off the warhorse, Lao Wuke picked up the ghee jar, took a group of women and his grandson, and strode to meet the Han army, with a warm smile on his face, as if he was greeting his old friend who he had not seen for many years.

Zhao Yun restrained the war horse, and the three thousand wolf riders immediately stopped the horse's hooves, and stood there in unison, the murderous aura slowly subsided, and only a gust of wind blew the red cherry blossoms on their heads.

At this time, Lu Peng, who had stepped forward, chased after him with a big knife and asked, "Why is the army stagnant?" ”

Zhao Yun said: "There are herdsmen in front to greet you. ”

Lu Peng frowned, of course he saw the old herdsman and the four women behind him.

"Kill them."

Zhao Yun looked at the third brother suspiciously: "What?" ”

Lu Peng said coldly: "Kill them." ”

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