Chapter 577: Heavenly Retribution Comes to an End, Only Sooner or Older
When Emperor Taizu of Tuliao was still alive, he recruited the cavalry of these tribes to fight, and he still had to pay a lot of silver coins and a large area of grassland in exchange for their tribal cavalry. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
The consistent practice of these great grassland tribes is to bow their heads to the strong meekly, be a soil dog that follows the tiger, and pick up some scraps and minced meat, so as to strengthen their strength.
When they encounter an opponent weaker than themselves, these large tribes will ruthlessly bare their brutal fangs and swallow them. Kill all the men of your opponents who are taller than the wheels, and rob them of their women and their goods.
In Pingzhou's words, these big tribes on the grassland are the grass on the wall, and they are used to doing two-sided and three-knife deeds, without shame, and they don't know what faith is.
Now these big tribes see that although the Tuliao State is weak, it is still not something they can compete with, they want to hold the tiger of the Dingbei garrison and follow behind to take advantage of it. Do what they're used to, and do it again.
These steppe tribes are used to doing this kind of thing, and they are very good at seizing the opportunity. The three major tribes saw that the cavalry of the Dingbei garrison regiment was insufficient, and the expedition across thousands of miles of grassland to unify Wancheng was not enough, so they wanted to take this opportunity to participate.
Li Deyi knew this very well in his heart, these big tribes of the grassland would never be as honest as those Yi people who settled in the trade city.
After thinking for a while, Li Deyi said to his master and brother: "I remember that the Tuliao Kingdom entered the Kouping Zhou Dynasty twice, and when the first time I entered the Kouping, many big tribes on the grassland also followed behind to drink soup?" ”
In a simple sentence, it indicates that the entire grassland is about to shed rivers of blood to pay off the sins they created back then. Although this retribution came a little late, fortunately, it still came.
When Old Medical Officer Sun and Head Xiao Liu heard Li Deyi say this, they knew that he had made up his mind.
Old Medical Officer Sun knew very well that his little apprentice was very persistent in avenging the people. Perhaps the shadow of the whole village being killed back then was too tragic, so Li Deyi still remembers it.
Sighing, Old Doctor Sun said silently: "When the time comes, report it all immediately." That's it. Immediately, Old Medical Officer Sun raised his head, looked at his little apprentice, and said loudly: "It's okay for you to do it." ”
A few days later, Li Deyi suddenly sent a messenger to ask the three largest grassland tribes, Mengwu, Shihu, and Inurong, to prepare their own cavalry, and come to the largest three-way river shoal in the lower reaches of the Jinshui River.
Along with the messenger arrived the three tribes, twenty carts of gifts. Twelve carts full of tea bricks, iron pots and other things for daily use. In addition, it is the good things that really make the hearts of the chiefs and nobles of the three major tribes excited, the eight great carts of gems, treasures, exquisite silk, high-grade silk yarn, and the treasure knives and bows that the Dingbei garrison has collected from those exterminated families over the years.
When the chiefs and nobles of the three major tribes saw these treasures and playthings, they immediately smiled and their hearts burst into joy. These bloodthirsty and cunning barbarian nobles finally failed to resist the greedy vice in their hearts, and under the temptation of these goods, they believed that the Dingbei garrison really intended to form an alliance. That's enough money to show sincerity, isn't it?
Five days later, the chiefs of the three major tribes led their tribal cavalry and arrived at the mouth of the Sancha River and Jinshawan as scheduled.
This time, in order to show his strength to the Dingbei Garrison Regiment and prove that he is qualified to unite with the Dingbei Garrison. The three major clans are working hard to show their strength.
The three major tribes brought a total of 70,000 tribal cavalry, almost draining their old foundation.
On the opposite side of the Sancha estuary, a blood-red flag fluttered in the wind, and the word "Dingbei" jumped on the flag.
Under the banner, Li Deyi and his senior brother, Li Wudi, Wang Zhuangbiao, and the four of them stood in front. Behind were 20,000 elite infantry of the garrison regiment.
"Senior brother, there are a lot of people who have come back this time." Li Deyi said a word to his senior brother, and then said to Li Wudi: "It's suffocated these days, right?" I'll kill you later. ”
Wang Zhuangbiao lowered his voice and said, "Commander, let's do it!" At this distance, as soon as the Sprinkle family makes a move, they can kill the thief chieftain. ”
Li Deyi looked up at the sky and found that the sun was still blocked by a cloud, and it would take a while for it to float out.
"Don't rush yet, wait a minute." Li Deyi said calmly.
After a while, the three chiefs seemed to be a little impatient, and with a light knock on the horse's belly, they took a few steps forward.
"Do it!"
Wang Zhuangbiao moved when he heard the order, and threw out three halberds one after another. The three chiefs on the opposite side immediately fell from their horses and died, each with a halberd stuck in their heads.
"I haven't made this move for a long time, and the Sprinkle family is rusty!" Wang Zhuangbiao sighed angrily, picked up the tiger-headed giant shield, and rushed forward first.
The elite infantry of the garrison regiment, which had already been ambushed in the tall withered grass on both sides, separated the grass and slaughtered in unison with the rhythm of the drumbeat.
At the same time, the head of Xiao Liu raised the new gold brick in his hand in the front, which was the trick that was designed to blind the enemy's dog eyes. A large number of Yiren cavalry were caught off guard and closed their eyes in pain.
In the blink of an eye, the elite infantry and gun formations of the Dingbei garrison regiment had seized all the outlets of the river bay and surrounded tens of thousands of Yi cavalry regiments in the middle of the Sancha River estuary.
Surrounded on three sides!
The Dingbei garrison divided the infantry into three divisions, surrounded the tens of thousands of tribal cavalry, and wanted to eat them in one bite.
As soon as the cavalry of the three clans saw that they had hit the plan, and their own chieftain had been killed, they were immediately in chaos, and the soldiers had no heart to fight, and they wanted to flee in a panic.
These three tribes have always had hatred for each other, and they hurriedly retreated at this time, desperately trying to take the lead first. The Dingbei garrison has not yet been killed, and they have already slashed and killed themselves, and they are in a mess.
"Kill!" Under the loud order of Commander Xiao Liu, the three directions of the Dingbei Garrison Regiment moved forward together, pressing tens of thousands of tribal cavalry backwards, and driving them into the surging Jinshui River.
In addition to the Yiren cavalry, who were assassinated on the spot by spears, a large number of Yiren cavalry fell into the river of boiling gold water and were mercilessly swallowed by the river.
Stained blood stained the entire lower reaches of the Jinshui River, and the corpses of tens of thousands of Yi cavalry even blocked the river.
This scene is familiar.
Back then, on the banks of the Wuding River, the blood of countless people in Pingzhou also stained the river red. The corpses of the people of Pingzhou also blocked the river in this way.
Heaven is a good reincarnation, and retribution is always unpleasant.
Li Deyi led the cavalry and went straight to the camp of the three major tribes in the distance.
Blood for blood, one life for another.
A few days later, there was a sudden news on the grassland that made Fan Guoshi feel chills, and the three major tribes that had been crisscrossing the grassland for many years, Mengwu, Shihu, and Inurong, were all wiped out by the Dingbei garrison, and none was left.
From then on, these three tribes never existed.
Not only that, but the Dingbei garrison also issued a message, all the tribes that participated in the Kouping Zhou Dynasty and slaughtered the people of Pingzhou will be killed by one life.
At the same time, the Dingbei Garrison also told those small grassland tribes who were lucky enough to be qualified to enter the customs and plunder that if they dared to take in the remnants of those tribes, they would also be exterminated by the Dingbei Garrison.
Fan Guoshi originally thought that the Dingbei Garrison Regiment was a strong enemy, his lifelong enemy, and he had to go all out to deal with it. But he never imagined that the Dingbei Garrison Regiment would act so wildly.
This Dingbei garrison regiment is so persistent in dealing with revenge.
Fan Guoshi originally thought that the battle between him and the Dingbei garrison was nothing more than a battle for hegemony, and the winner would own the whole world.
However, the Dingbei garrison slaughtered three large tribes that wanted to belong to the bloody massacre this time, and the reason was simply that they had entered the Kouping Zhou Dynasty and slaughtered a large number of cities. The Dingbei garrison did this just to avenge the tragic death of the people of Pingzhou under their butcher's knife.
Fan Guoshi suddenly felt that he was probably not fighting a battle for hegemony, but a cruel battle for survival, if he failed, not only the Tuliao clan would perish, but even his family would be exterminated.
Fan Guoshi can no longer remember how many people of Pingzhou were killed by the Tuliao tribe during the years of the invasion of the Pingzhou Dynasty. Fan Guoshi couldn't even count how many white bones were still piled up around Tongwan City.
Fan Guoshi believed that with the current ability of the Dingbei Garrison Regiment, if he was defeated in the future, no matter where he hid his children in the world, he would find out and be executed mercilessly.
And in the face of the terrible Dingbei garrison, there is no force in the world that dares to take in their children, and they will only be eager to help search together.
Thinking of this, the Fan Guoshi, who once boasted that he was as resourceful as the sea, had mountains and rivers in his chest, and was extremely smart; Fan Guoshi, who once regarded the people in the world as nothing and the people as pigs and dogs; The Fan Guoshi who once could do anything for his fame and wealth to kill hundreds of millions of ordinary people without frowning; Fan Guoshi, who used to be high above and played with the emperor between applause, felt a chill in his life for the first time in his life, surging up and down Zhou's body.
In the dark, Fan Guoshi felt that there was a pair of eyes full of anger, and he had firmly locked himself, and he could only rest if he died.
For the first time in Fan Guosheng's life, he felt that something was not quite right. Shouldn't this world be a world where these strong men wantonly compete for and devour?
Shouldn't this world be the world where these strong men are wantonly rampant?
Shouldn't this world be the world where these strong men act recklessly?
When will it be the turn of a boy who was originally unknown to threaten these heroes of the world with great resourcefulness, high skills, and monstrous power?
When will it be the turn of a boy who was originally unknown to shout and kill them who are the strongest in the world?
Shouldn't those stupid beings like pigs and dogs be fools who are wantonly playing in the hands of these strong people?
Shouldn't the soldiers and generals in the sky be pawns in the hands of these strong men?
Shouldn't it be the privilege of these wise and resourceful people to use the world as a chessboard, to use all living beings as chess pieces, and to play chess with their hands?
When did such an ordinary person stand up and veto all this loudly?
When did such a nobody come out and dare to overturn this rule?
When was such a person born in heaven and earth, who despised any rules, ignored any fame and fortune, regarded power as dung, and mercilessly slaughtered and twisted the high people into the mud again and again?
When did such a kid care about the life and death of those people who were like mustard, and even insisted on avenging them?
The turbid world does not bully the poor youth, and his chest is full of blood for more than 20 years.
But once it rises like the wind, blowing away the dirty males in the world!