For a short distance, it seemed like a road that could never be completed, and the resentful gazes of thousands of people were fixed on their faces, and Arislan could no longer raise his head high, and the innate sense of self-superiority was gone.

Every prisoner of war has reason to convince himself to live, after all, the attachment to life is everyone's instinct, and the desire to live is strong, then he can endure the corresponding torture and humiliation. Morally speaking, a person's surrender is betrayal and weakness, and the point of view is too cramped, and Arislan himself is not afraid of death at all, and after so many years of life and death, it is pure imagination to say that he is afraid of death.

He was shattered by Zhao Tianyou's continuous detonation of hundreds of earthen mines, and saw his injured subordinates resisting stubbornly with their knives, wanting to argue with Zhao Tianyou, but he was told that he took the initiative to give up the scimitar that symbolized honor.

Now Arislan is powerless to resist, he has lost his fighting spirit, he actually has a selfish idea, no matter what torture and insults he suffers if he lives, he wants to see Zhao Tianyou use that powerful weapon again in the future war.

He wanted to see if other generals couldn't deal with it, he didn't want to deny his life after a failure, he didn't think that he was worse than many people, if other generals could defeat Zhao Tianyou, then he would kill himself immediately.

Saliva, small stones, rotten vegetable leaves and other miscellaneous objects flew out from the surrounding soldiers and civilians, and hit the more than 30 soldiers and prisoners with their heads and faces. Zhao Tianyou understood from the big black horse that if it went on like this, it would not take more than a moment for the crowd to tear these more than thirty captives to pieces, and he must come forward to stop it now.

"Fathers and fellow villagers, I, Zhao Tianyou, have something to say!"

Zhao Tianyou exhaled and spoke, and the sound from within the dantian was so loud that it even overshadowed the drums on the sidelines, and it could be heard clearly within a hundred steps around.

There was silence, the lion dancers stopped, the hammer drum musician held down the drumstick, and the soldiers and civilians all raised their heads in unison, looking at Zhao Tianyou like a god with admiring eyes. This is the general Zhao who brought hope to the city of Guangzhou, so mighty! So handsome! Countless big girls and little daughters-in-law blushed when they looked at them, and they didn't want to bow their heads and look at the heroes.

"I still have a lot of use for these Yuan soldier prisoners, I hope the villagers will be merciful and cooperate with me. Not far behind me, there is a large group of Yuan soldiers rushing over, they have come to Guangzhou thousands of miles away, what are they here for? ”

Zhao Tianyou paused in his mouth, and glanced at the already emotional soldiers and civilians in front of him, if he didn't do the emotional mobilization before the war at this time, when would he wait!

"They're here to kill us!"

"They kill our men, they take our women and children, they are man-eating demons."

"They are all brutes, they should not live in the world, kill them!"

Zhao Tianyou pressed his hand down, and the audience was silent, and then said: "Yes, they have tens of thousands of troops, and they are about to come to the city of Guangzhou, and they want to enter the city, kill our men, and rob our property and women.

But today, with me, with our brave cavalry, and with our brave tens of thousands of soldiers and civilians, I want to use their blood to tell them that they don't want to step into Guangzhou again! Don't! ”

"Don't want to step into the city of Guangzhou......"

"Don't think, don't think, kill them all!"

"Kill them, kill them!"

"Kill, kill, kill......"

Zhang Zhensun separated from the crowd, walked two steps to Zhao Tianyou's horse, and said with a deep salute: "General Zhao, all the soldiers, hard work!" ”

"General Zhao, hard work!" More than a dozen civil and military officials also bowed down, and even Ling Zhen, who had always been unconvinced, couldn't help but bend down.

Zhao Tianyou hurriedly dismounted and returned the salute, and walked up the long street to greet him in the crowd, from time to time to take a sip of the old wine served by the villagers, as well as the melons, fruits, pears and peaches sent by the young girls. And Lu Xian and the cavalry troops who followed behind him were the main targets of the people and the girls' rewards, bowls of wine were poured, and the young girls stuffed all kinds of delicious food into the hands of their favorite soldiers.

Zhang Zhensun set up a large table of banquets at the head of the city, such a rare moment is worth celebrating, although it is only a small partial victory, but it makes people see hope and strengthens the confidence of these lost officials to resist the yuan.

Joy can not always be eternal, the celebration of gongs and drums has come to an end, and the cavalry soldiers who have received the heroic version of the courtesy are always a little empty in their hearts. But that kind of courageous momentum has been driven, I believe that in the next battle, these cavalry will no longer have psychological barriers, after all, the head of several Yuan soldiers has been cut off on the knife, and there will be no fear.

At the entrance of the Baiyun Mountain Post Road, the slight wind carried a strong smell of blood, and Zhang Jizong sat down with a restless step on the red rabbit horse, his nose shaking again and again, as if he wanted to avoid the smell of killing wafting in.

"General Zhang, please order me to take a thousand men and horses to explore the way! I will not be reckless, I will act in an emergency, General Zhang, please rest assured! As a deputy general, Naqin has great respect for the older and steady Zhang Jizong, which has formed a good habit among the new generation of young Mongolian generals.

This is Kublai Khan's special entrustment, and Boyan arranged for young generals to follow Han teachers to go to school and learn Han culture, knowledge, etiquette, etc., which is to prepare in advance for the future to get off the horse and settle the world.

"Okay, General Nachin, I order you to take a thousand light cavalry and enter the mountain pass in groups. Always keep an eye on the movements on the low hills on both sides, and if you find an ambush, you should immediately withdraw and discuss countermeasures. ”

"Yes, General Zhang!!

After that, he ordered a thousand light cavalry, and after carefully inspecting the armament, he divided into ten squads to whip his horses and whip, and slowly walked into the entrance of the post road.

Facing the smell of blood, Nachin walked at the front of the line, his eyes constantly scanning to the left and right, ignoring the wooden stakes that had been erected on both sides of the road not far from the front.

"General, you see, there are ...... ahead"

The soldier next to him reminded him in a low voice, and Na Qin watched intently, and at this glance, it was like being hit in the chest by a sledgehammer, and he couldn't breathe in his chest for a long time, choking on the pain between his throats.

"The team separated, moved slowly, and the archers tried to shoot a round at the low trees on the hillside."

Nachin bit his lip and gave the order, urging the horse to move forward unhurriedly, his eyes already filled with rows of human heads, and he could no longer see any other places. At last he came to the first stake, looked at the young head with his eyes closed, pondered his name, and vaguely remembered where his hometown was.

"All dismount and collect the corpses!"