Although this kind of behavior of possessing cavalry was a little abrupt, Lao Luo was not worried that his men would be blinded by blood, after all, more than 90% of these cavalry, except for the new recruits after Bishkek, were trained by his own hands, and he also knew the moderation of the order and prohibition.

As a traveler who has traveled through time and space, despite years of walking in and out of war, Luo Kaixian does not want to become insensitive to life—even if he has already had bloody hands.

This is not self-deception, but he hopes to leave a bottom line in his heart, and he is not a butcher who craves blood.

Of course, walking on the battlefield is another matter, when killing is inevitable in order to save your life.

When he arrived in this land, in fact, Luo Kaixian was more restrained than in other places - trying to preserve the manpower of the eastern tribes, the reason was naturally that he came from the resentment of later generations against the Eastern and Western civilizations.

And he doesn't want to be called indiscriminate, and he doesn't worry about his subordinates causing too many senseless killings.

Therefore, the cavalry on the flat sedimentary steppe did not directly cut down all the people who were not their own, but drove the grassland people who threw away their weapons back to their tribe's camp like cattle and sheep, or gathered around in a fixed place, only when the conceited and brave fools tried to resist, they would be knocked to the ground by the soldiers, as for the fact that there were not many who lost their lives by mistake, of course, falling off the horse and breaking their hands and feet.

In the face of the professional warriors of the eastbound battalion that suddenly broke out, the tribesmen on the grassland were like hunted wild animals, although some of them also had sharp teeth, but they could not play their role, and the Lingzhou tribesmen with a total number of less than 10,000 people who had only shoddy weapons and were not prepared for combat at all needed to fight against almost the same number of heavily armed warriors, such a comparison was simply desperate.

Cannons to fight mosquitoes? No, it can only be said that the hammer smashes the walnuts, some are overkill, some are wasteful, isn't it?

No, in fact, this is what Luo Kaixian did intentionally, and the Emperor Zhao Song said it well - how can others be allowed to snore on the side of the couch? He didn't want to deal with sinister prying eyes like whack-a-mole after he settled down.

This is a simple show of force, but also a warning in the face of the potential threat of hemp.

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After many years of war after the Tang Dynasty, the so-called Lingzhou City has long been dilapidated, unlike the repaired brick city wall in Huizhou, the city wall here is only a rammed earth structure, in addition to the damage caused by the war, the erosion of wind, frost, rain and snow makes these rammed earth city walls like the ruins of the broken wall that has been destroyed for thousands of years.

The soldiers of the garrison camp have taken control of the whole area, and the unruly steppe warriors of the day before are now shrunk together like quails, and they are guarded by war machines with bright armor and blades, perhaps they are not lacking in courage, but when courage cannot save lives and cannot bring victory, they have no choice.

The noisy voice gradually disappeared, and Luo Kaixian began to approach this "Lingzhou City" with his personal guards, not that Luo wanted to put on any pomp, all of them were for deterrence, and they were also a means of war.

Because of the controversy the day before yesterday, in fact, this is the first time that Lao Luo has been close to observe this "city". Well, it is really a bit difficult to say that it is a city, in the eyes of Luo, the so-called city in front of him is about the same size as the township in later generations, and it is ruined everywhere, just like Polo City, there is no gate, and there are two rough wooden rafts tied with logs at the entrance and exit as a barrier...... Before he could enter the room, he smelled the smell of decay everywhere, not the kind of rotting corpses or fermenting feces, but the rotten and filthy smell that had accumulated over the years......

Lao Luo stopped and looked at the faces of the grassland people who had shrunk on the ground, except for the dirt and grass clippings that might have been stained by the fall, all of them had the kind of dirt and hair that had not been washed all year round...... Most of them have shaved temples - this is the custom of the Uta people, very similar to the Khitans, and the rest of the unshaved ones are tied into braids, but they are covered with oil, and they also have the feeling of not being cleaned for many years, and some of them have very rough robes and boots...... Barely called a boot, it's a tattered sleeve sewn from leather, with the toe exposed at the front.

The distance is less than a kilometer away is the rushing river, but these guys in front of them seem to have not been cleaned in several lifetimes, how lazy should the people here be? Or are they stupid enough not to even know how to repair their homes? Because of the trust in his subordinates, he doesn't have to worry about this show of force turning into a war, Lao Luo is full of this kind of thought.

When you enter the city, the first thing you see is a potholed dirt road that runs through almost the entire earthen city, and there are many tattered or delicate weapons piled up on the dirt road, and then there are soldiers standing straight and patrolling everywhere, Lao Luo's soldiers, in front of them or in their field of vision, everywhere are the Uta people squatting on the wall, whether men, women or children.

Lao Luo appeared on the streets of this earthen city with the face of an almost conqueror, and this feeling was indescribable. He has seen similar expressions on the battlefield in later generations, but this time it is different, and there is some indescribable sadness in his heart, because this is on "his own" land?

Shaking his head, getting rid of these useless emotions, Lao Luo was about to call someone, when a few people walked out of a turning alley not far away, the front was Cheng Shouru, the main general of the garrison battalion, and behind him in addition to a few personal soldiers, it was Wei Mu Yihei who came from Huizhou, and the leader of the Uta Department, Gorideng.

From a distance, Cheng Shouru quickened up and approached, and this guy shouted as he walked: "General, General Wei Mu and the leader of the Uta Tribe, Goriden, want to see you!" ”

Lao Luo nodded at him, and then looked behind him, Wei Mu Yihei and Gorideng did not have any weapons on them, and they were all alone, obviously their own soldiers were controlled.

"I've seen General Luo!" Wei Mu Yihei said hello, and then asked directly: "Yesterday, the general made it very clear to the old man that he was willing to accept all the tribes here in Lingzhou, I don't know...... Why is that? ”

"Luo has seen General Wei Mu!" Because he wasn't sure if the previous attack on his slaves by the Uta people was complicated by the party, Luo Kaixian still maintained basic politeness, and then turned his gaze to the stout grassland man beside Wei Mu Yihei, "Leader of the Uta Tribe, this general needs an explanation!" An hour and a half ago, more than 100 soldiers from the Uta tribe attacked the grazing slaves under the general's command, killed more than 20 people, and stole more than 100 war horses! ”

The leader or patriarch of the Uta tribe is a guy with a height of one meter eight and a waist circumference of at least one meter two, which is a rare body type in this era, this fat guy is not the same as the dress of most Uta people, his face is full of oil, and the top of his head is engraved with the totem pattern of a fierce beast, and a pair of pale yellow and somewhat gloomy eyes stared at Luo Kaixian in a stiff Chinese dialect: "General Luo's men and horses are indeed powerful, but this is not a reason for you to frame us!" ”

Luo Kaixian was almost angry, this guy who obviously didn't look like an Oriental ethnic actually dared to say that he had framed him? The soldiers of the garrison camp guarding the Uta tribe on the side couldn't help but look sideways, staring at the arrogant Uta patriarch, but the eyes of the Uta people who were squatting on the ground against the wall flashed with inexplicable eyes.

"Framing you? The scout warriors of General Ben saw with their own eyes, the corpses of General Ben's slaves are still there, and the scars on the horses are still there, do you dare to say that General Ben framed you?! ”

"You are strong, of course you can talk to yourself!"

"Good!" Lao Luo suppressed his anger and said coldly: "But the words are not nonsense, a little later, when my subordinates come back after arresting those evildoers, you will understand the consequences of talking nonsense!" ”

According to Luo Kaixian's original intention, if this Uta clan leader is soft and cooperates with the arrest of the evildoers, he will not mind this show of force, but it seems that this method is not effective in deterring these ignorant and arrogant fanatics, so don't blame him for being ruthless in the future.

"Humph!" Gordon didn't explain, just snorted out of his nostrils, obviously Luo Kaixian's words didn't work at all.

Wei Mu Yihela, who was next to him, separated Gozhiden, leaned in front of Lao Luo and whispered: "General Luo, isn't it just that a few Turkic slaves have died and lost a few horses, there is no need to make such a fuss, you Han people all talk about catching thieves to take dirty, the grassland is open, and it is not clear if there is no evidence." ”

"Oh?" Lao Luo glanced at the old fox suspiciously, and asked a little teasingly: "What else does this Uta Department rely on?" Or is Wei Mu also involved? ”

Wei Muyihei waved his hand again and again, "I said that this place is under the jurisdiction of your General Luo, and the old man only brought more than 200 personal soldiers with him, where would he violate the agreement and interfere in General Luo's territory?" ”

Luo Kai didn't speak again, there was some truth in this old fox's words, but he couldn't be trusted by him.

Wei Mu Yihei looked back and saw that Gorideng was walking back to his residence, and then said to Luo Kaixian in a low voice: "Don't hide it from General Luo, this Uta tribe is actually a mixed tribe, they believe in the strong and respectful, many of them are barbarians from the northern grasslands, and there are fugitive slaves from the Khitan...... It is said that some people also had contact with the Heng barbarian tribe stationed there in Xingzhou, and that they were responsible for the killing of General Luo's slaves. ”

"Tatar molding?" Luo Kaixian had never heard of this name, but Wei Mu Yihei's introduction gave him a certain understanding of the composition of the local aborigines.

"Ta Hemo and Uta are mainly composed of steppe barbarians, and they are fierce in battle, and our party department will hire them to fight when they need to, and they are just allowed to multiply, and our party department does not interfere." Wei Mu Yihei then explained.

So that's the case, Luo Kaixian suddenly knew most of it, and he dared to love what else there was in this Uta Department The Mold-Fit Department was some poor mercenaries, but they were mixed up more miserably, and it was estimated that there was no discipline, so they were called barbarians by Wei Mu Yihei, an old fox.

While he was talking, Cheng Shouru, who had walked away to ask about the summary of his subordinates, walked back, and after approaching Lao Luo, he scolded and said, "These damn them!" Lord, in these dilapidated houses, many families have Han Chinese as slaves, women and children, and some are locked up in the house, and they don't even have clothes! ”

Lao Luo's eyes immediately widened!

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