"Daddy, mother, Lan'er is going to come down to accompany you! It's so good that I can finally reunite with you again, and I don't have to live this frightened life anymore, but I have to endure the humiliation of animals before I die, I am really a little unwilling! ”

Xiaolan's gray pupils watched indifferently as the villagers and elders fell in a pool of blood one by one under the butcher's knives of the wolf-like Turkic knights, and watched them pull out the female dependents hiding in the room, brutal and absurd bullying.

Listening to the desperate and miserable cries of her compatriots, Xiaolan's heart became colder and colder, and she became heavier and heavier. Endless despair made her give up struggling, and she let Elige play with it naked, her body stiff and numb as if it were a cold corpse.

"Brute, even if I die, I will never be humiliated by you!"

At this moment, a terrible scream was suddenly heard not far away, but it was a ragged woman with a disheveled hair who broke free from the restraints of a Turkic knight, laughed sadly, and hit her head on a wooden stake beside her.

With a dull cross talk, the woman's laughter stopped abruptly, and her body was soft to the ground, not knowing life or death, only the blood on her forehead was gurgling, slowly soaking this desolate land.

"Stinky **, uncle doesn't fulfill your wishes, even if I die, I have to have fun!" The Turkic knight obviously did not expect the woman to be so strong, and immediately became furious, and with a cruel smile, he pounced on her, tore off one of the woman's bodies, and then took the woman's blood-stained body and did the beast's thing in public.

"Brute, brute, brute!"

Xiaolan hissed and roared, and her originally numb body suddenly struggled, and Ilig was caught off the horse by her for a while. Falling heavily on the ground, Xiaolan no longer felt pain, and the thing she wanted to do most now was to end her life, even if she couldn't live in peace after death, it was better to live and suffer.

"Cangtian, I am willing to die and turn into a ghost, and I will not disperse for ten thousand years, entangled with this beast for the rest of my life!"

As she spoke, Xiaolan suddenly picked up the broken short stick on the ground, and stabbed it into the abdomen with all her strength.

"Hahahaha!"

Xiaolan laughed wildly, staring at Yilig with both eyes, the hoarse and miserable laughter was quite penetrating, even the murderous Yilig couldn't help but feel a chill, and the war horse under his crotch neighed uneasily, and retreated a few steps back.

Life will be sinful, and death will not be peaceful. The encounter of his comrades once again aroused the monstrous resentment and obsession in Xiaolan's heart. When the laughter fell, her body stood still, her eyes were even more angry, and the resentment and hideousness in it did not disperse, which made people feel frightened.

Looking at Xiaolan, who was naked, Yilig's back was inexplicably cold, and his face was slightly pale.

"Thief, don't stop yet!"

At this moment, a shocking roar suddenly came from the distance, like thunder, and shook the four fields, and the horses under the crotch of Ilig and other Turks were all frightened and neighed in fear.

Ilig's face changed, and as he followed the prestige, he saw a rider coming in the distance. The knight was dressed in white, dazzling in the twilight, and what made Elig even more frightened was the tragic evil aura on the knight's body.

"Enemy attack, prepare for battle!" Although Ilig was shocked in his heart, he was not slow to react, and while shouting to his companion, he held the blood-stained scimitar tightly in his hand, and looked at the visitor solemnly and solemnly.

"It's not good, it's the army!"

Before the words fell, Yilig's eyes widened suddenly, his face became extremely ugly, and a cold sweat broke out on his body in an instant, and his voice became terrible: "It's Qi Gou's army, run away!" ”

With that, Ilig turned his horse's head and rode his horse in the direction from which he had come. Just now he was seized by the voice of the white knight, but he didn't notice that the smoke and dust were billowing in the distance, and the sound of hooves was rumbling, but it was a cavalry galloping. If there was only one enemy, Ilig didn't mind tearing him to shreds, but in the face of thousands of menacing cavalry, all he could do was flee.

Reminded by Ilig, the Turkic knights still cared about enjoying the woman's soft body, and they all ran towards the war horse. Some people stripped naked, and ran fast at this time, but those who were in a hurry fell into bad luck at this time, and their pants were piled up on their ankles, and they couldn't lift them for a while, and the faster they ran, the worse they fell, and they looked extremely embarrassed.

"Brute, where to go!"

The white knight finally got closer, and at the last rays of the setting sun, the scimitar in his hand flashed a piercing light, slashing across the crotch of the last Turkic knight.

"Ahh

The running Turkic knight screamed, and his upper body fell into the dust, and his bare legs and the root of the scourge were cut off alive by the white knight, scattered on the ground and convulsing violently.

"All the soldiers obeyed the order, no matter the ends of the earth, they must also kill these evil Turks! Kill! ”

As soon as the white knight lifted the reins of his horse, the sweaty and bloody horse of the divine horse under his crotch stood up, and when he fell again, the hard iron hooves crushed the Turkic knight's chest. Looking at the Turkic knight who was bleeding from the seven orifices and showing despair and fear on his face, there was no mercy in the eyes of the white knight, only the anger and crazy killing intent that rushed to the sky.

"Kill!"

In the shouting and killing sound of the mountain and tsunami, about 10,000 black-armored iron horsemen rolled in like a torrent, and in the blink of an eye, the hundred Turkic knights were annihilated, brutally crushed into pulp.

……

When he stepped into the village with the head of Ilig in his hand, the more he walked inside, the colder his eyes became, the more ugly his face became, and he pursed his lips without saying a word.

However, the village road is only a few hundred meters long, but I feel that the long road is slow, and the steps are heavy, like lead.

There was not a single man in the village, from the sixty-year-old man to the infant baby, all of whom had been beheaded by the Turks, and their deaths were extremely miserable. What is even more outrageous is that I was happy to see a baby being stuck in a sharp wooden stake, and my happy body couldn't help but tremble slightly when I looked at his dark and lifeless eyes.

No further on, I couldn't bear to look at it anymore. A woman who was pregnant with a rokka, covered in scars, had been humiliated to death, and her desperate and empty eyes almost made her cry bitterly. He was originally a god-killing and human slaughterer whose hands were stained with blood, but at this time, he was also frightened by the cruelty and ferocity of the violent outburst.

A monstrous murderous aura, mixed with the aura of destruction and dead silence, slowly diffused from Xingxing's body, and became deeper and deeper, and Xingxing's deep eyes also became very dark, and the black pupils were like two black holes, almost wanting to swallow the heavens and the earth.

Finally, Happy came to the center of the village and saw Xiaolan, who was dead and standing tall.

Facing Shang Xiaolan's resentful and hideous eyes, he shivered in his heart, and the qi on his body was slightly stagnant.

"Sorry I'm late!" Happy voice was a little hoarse, and his tone was full of grief and guilt. As he spoke, he casually threw Ilig's head at his feet, then untied his robe and slowly covered Xiao Lan's already cold body.

"Folks, I'm happy, I'm sorry, I'm late!"

Happy to patrol the Quartet, to meet the pair of numb and indifferent eyes, the mood has never been heavier, and the manic and violent bloodthirsty killing intent in the heart is even more crazy, but the happy consciousness is becoming clearer and clearer.

"Little Prince—"

Qin Qiong, who had a cold face, called softly. Happy to be angry at the purgatory-like tragic situation in front of him, how could he not be like this, even the 10,000 iron horsemen in the distance were all full of murderous intent, and he hated to enter the Turkic royal court now and slaughter all the Turkic barbarians.

"Uncle Bao, leave enough food and money, let's go!" Before Qin Qiong finished speaking, he was happily and coldly interrupted. After a pause, he knelt down happily in front of Xiaolan, and with his right hand, he suddenly pulled out the Chixiao Sword at his waist, raised it above his head, and shouted loudly: "The yellow sky is above, and the earth is below, today I am happy to swear here that I will destroy the Turks and pacify the northern border troubles with all my life!" The Turks are immortal, and they will never return! ”

"The Turks will not be destroyed, and they will not return! The Turks are immortal, and they will never return! ”

Ten thousand iron horsemen fell to their knees in unison, hissing and shouting, and the thunderous cry made the heavens and the earth change color. Hearing this sonorous and powerful oath, the numb eyes of the indifferent survivors finally flashed with a glimmer of life.

……

People who have never been to the grassland will never be able to appreciate the vast source of the grassland = far and magnificent. As far as the eye can see, it is full of verdant, like a natural emerald, crystal clear and vivid, especially under the clear blue sky, it is even more verdant and magnificent.

When you are in this endless sea of green, even your mind seems to be suddenly enlightened, and you can hardly control lying there, smelling the fragrance of the grass and admiring the ever-changing white clouds in the sky.

"Eilechuan, under the Yin Mountain. The sky is like the sky, covering the four wildernesses. The sky is blue, the wilderness is vast, the wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep. ”

I couldn't help but happily sang this popular "Song of Eile". He lived in Monan, that is, in the northern part of Shanxi, but for hundreds of years he was assimilated by Xianbei. This folk song is said to have been composed by Gao Huan's general Hu Lujin, but there is no way to verify how it is.

On a low slope, a happy man dressed in white stood in the wind, so chic and elegant, the breeze stirred his robe, bringing refreshing coolness and at the same time relieving his gloomy and boring mood a little.

Five days later, it was the day when the princess of the Northern Zhou Dynasty married the Turks, and she was happy to go north from Shuozhou for three days.

Although the bitterness and happiness of the border people have long been heard, they really see that there are overgrown weeds and barren people within a radius of hundreds of miles, and there are occasional villages, which are also ten rooms and nine empty, and the homes are surrounded by four walls.

There are two kinds of people who live here at most, one is the violent and unbridled horse bandits, who specialize in cutting paths and robbers, and the other is the old and sick who are dying, who have lost hope of life, and only live instinctively, or are numb to wait for death to come.

And the culprits of all this are none other than the Turks. If at first it was only because of the compulsion of life that the Turks had to go south to plunder and obtain living materials for the winter, now the Turks are going south to fight the autumn wind more for fun.

For decades, the strife and weakness of the Central Plains undoubtedly fueled the ambitions of the Turks, who saw them as mere sheep to be slaughtered and enslaved, all according to their preference.