The Persian man lowered his head and said miserably: "The little slave and these clansmen came here over the green mountain, not because they wanted to fight against Tian Khan, but because they wanted to ask Tian Khan to beg for mercy and give me and these people a place to live." The little slaves and their clansmen did not come to Anxi to attack the Tang Dynasty, but to join the Tang Dynasty. ”

Bian Lingcheng sneered: "You came to join my Datang, is this how you came to attach? The Wuqijin tribe is the people of my Tang Dynasty, and you dare to attack openly, and you don't take the majesty of Tian Khan in your eyes at all. Not to mention, now that the king is here, you don't come to the camp to ask for tyup, but you come to attack the king like this! The descendants of the Nirvana Master are really amazing, hehe! ”

The Persian man said in a low voice: "The slaves came over the mountains, lacking food and clothing, and it was a last resort to attack the Wuqijin tribe. This time, I came to fight with Wang Shi in order to show the power of slaves and others in order to seek more benefits. The little slave was wrong, and begged the angels and the generals to have mercy and spare me and my people a way to live. ”

Feng Changqing's face was covered with frost, and he sneered: "The old man asks you, from Beidieli Fengsui to Shule, there are many Fengsui horse shops in my Datang along the way, and one or two hundred Han family children, where are they now?" ”

The Persian general trembled, gritted his teeth, and said, "In order to avoid alarming the king too early, the little slave killed them all. The little slave deserves to die, and he only asks the general to see the old feelings and let go of the slaves. Although they have turned their backs on the God of light, they have always been slaves. ”

"Have they all been killed? Good! Good! That's great! Feng Changqing sneered, and the long whip in his hand was swung out fiercely, slamming it heavily on the face of the Persian general. The Persian general screamed, and a deep whip mark appeared on his face.

Bian Lingcheng smiled bitterly and said, "You Persian slave is really damned!" Since it is to lead the crowd to descend, it is honest and honest to do its duty, why do you need to come to this point. You killed one or two hundred Han family children, and even a certain family wanted to kick you. ”

Saying that, Bian Lingcheng smiled bitterly and flew up and kicked the Persian general in the face fiercely, and he really said that he would make a move. This kick was obviously very powerful, and the Persian general lost his legs, and he was already supporting his body with his hands, but he was kicked hard by Bian Lingcheng, and fell to the ground with a scream.

Outside the fence, the Persian soldiers let out a roar of rage, and the men closest to the main gate gathered around the camp gate. The Han soldiers behind the fence shouted angrily in unison, and the spears were densely stabbed out, and a large area was immediately stabbed.

The Persian general laughed miserably and propped himself up, shouting loudly in Persian. The Persian soldiers outside the fence were visibly frightened of him, and stopped where they were when they heard his voice.

"The matter has come to this, and the little slave is willing to take the death, hoping that the angels and the generals will have mercy and spare my people." With his hands propped up, the Persian general raised his head and pleaded.

Ma Lu and Feng Changqing glanced at each other and shook their heads. Bian Lingcheng nodded and said with a smile: "Don't worry, the words of a certain family are still counted." If you say that you will save your life, you will definitely save your life. You killed the sin of my Han family's son, how to deal with the heavenly khan will decide. If you are willing to surrender, let your subordinates lay down their weapons first, and ask for restraint. ”

Ma Ling smiled bitterly and shook his head, Bian Lingcheng was usually giggling, but at this time, he was so domineering that he didn't allow other people's opinions at all. There is no way, this is a close minister of the Son of Heaven, and he still wants to seek the Lord Anxi, so he can't turn his face with him.

However, these thousands of living Persian slaves are a scourge, and they cannot be left behind, and they must find a way to get rid of them.

This time, Ma Lan also understood how troublesome a lieutenant was in the army. If such a person is restrained, no one can do anything about him. offending the close ministers of the Son of Heaven, the consequences are not something that ordinary people can bear.

Seeing that Feng Changqing's face was pale, Ma Lu shook his head lightly at him. Motioned for him not to say more. As long as it is still above the ground of Anxi, the life or death of these thousands of Persians is not a matter of the palm of your hand.

"Thank you, angels! The little slave will give the order! The Persian general said in a loud voice, and a heart was finally put back in his stomach.

Bian Lingcheng smiled and nodded, took the documents and seals from Ma Lan's hand, put them in the hands of the Persian general, and said, "These things are given by the Son of Heaven, you should be careful to keep them." You are the son of Pushang, what is your name? ”

"Back to the angel, the little slave is called Mu Kun."

"Hmmm! Mu Kun, go ahead! A certain family gives you a stick of incense time, and you go and ask all the Persian slaves to lay down their arms, disarm and kneel to surrender. After a stick of incense, there are still standing people, and all personalities are killed! ”

After speaking, Bian Lingcheng pointed at Ma Yong and Ma Qiang, and said with a smile: "How did Prince Mu Kun come in, you can send him out." ”

Ma Yong and Ma Qiang looked at Ma Lan, and Ma Lan nodded.

The two brothers jumped off their horses, lifted the Persian general and threw it out of the fence. The Persian soldiers not far from the camp gate hurriedly caught it, and the Persian general quickly issued an order for all his subordinates to lay down their arms.

"If it weren't for this stupid person, Renjie wouldn't have been so easy to succeed today." Watching the Persian soldiers lay down their weapons one by one and fall to their knees in a pool of blood, Bian Lingcheng smiled.

Ma Lan nodded and said with a smile: "It's indeed a fool." If you change to a proper general, although you still fail, you will not lose so badly and lose so completely. ”

"The Nirvana family are stupid, there's nothing to say." Bian Lingcheng looked at Ma Ling and said with a smile, "Renjie, let the ambush soldiers show up." After a stick of incense, if there is still a black-clothed thief standing, let the ambush attack, together with this Mu Kun, not a single one will be left! ”

Ma Ling smiled and nodded, and called Ma Yong to whisper a few words. Ma Yong took the order and rode his horse straight to the back camp to give orders to Han Wu, who was in ambush outside the fence.

When Han Wu received the order, he immediately ordered his 1,000 cavalry to light torches, gallop quickly to the front of the barracks, and surround the remaining Persian soldiers between the three trenches.

At the same time, a small group of cavalry left the brigade, did not even beat the torches, galloped at high speed on the meadow in the night, and ran straight in the direction of Shule City.

Of the more than 20,000 Persian infantry, less than 3,000 are still standing. The three trenches were filled in by the Persians, and the people inside were so tightly packed that it is not known how many were alive and how many were dead.

The madness was followed by an even thicker despair. Although Mu Kun did not have any cronies around him, the surviving clan elders still habitually obeyed his orders and ordered the warriors of their tribe to lay down their weapons and kneel on the ground.

After all, if it weren't for this brave warrior, they would have died by the medicine killing water a long time ago, where could they survive for so long and set foot on the land of Datang alive.

They are not real warriors, but they know the rules of war. As soon as the arms were laid down, the war was over. The loser will be disposed of by the winner, and the general condition is to become a slave of the victor without losing his life. There are also frequent wars in the land of the river, which is a common situation.

After laying down their weapons, they felt extremely tired. After marching for dozens of miles in the dark night, and finally after a desperate rush, their bodies were also at their limit. On the other side of the fence, Tang Jun was in high spirits and looked extremely excited.

The Persian warriors knelt in pools of blood, got rid of their tattered armor, threw down their weapons, and knelt in front of the Don army. The undead warriors were dragged out of the trench and assumed the same pose as the rest of the robes.

Bian Lingcheng laughed loudly, looking extremely proud. In the barracks, the soldiers also cheered.

Gao Qianqian held a horizontal knife in her hand, and emerged from the dark shadow and appeared beside Ma Lan. The little girl's face was unusually pale, and she stretched out her hand to grab the corner of Ma Lan's clothes, and suddenly spit it out.

Ma Lu took out the handkerchief that Gao Qianqian gave him, and thoughtfully helped Gao Qianqian dry the corners of her mouth. Bian Lingcheng laughed and said, "Jiangmen Tiger Girl, are you also afraid of killing?" ”

"After all, it's a girl's house, where can I see this. Speaking of which, I was negligent, and I shouldn't have let her come this time. Ma Ling patted Gao Qianqian's shoulder and smiled.

"Heroes are short of breath, but children are long. Even a certain family watched this scene, and they were also envious. Bian Lingcheng smiled and said authentically.

Ma Ling suddenly had goosebumps on her body, and then looked at Gao Qianqian, and there was also a layer on the back of the little girl's hand. It seems that she was also disgusted by this dead eunuch.

Gao Qianqian has endured it for so long, she can't bear it for a long time, and now when Bian Lingcheng says this, she only feels disgusting and awkward, but she feels better in her stomach.

Although she is also a practitioner, she has only taught some small people in Qiuzi City, where has she ever seen such a bloody scene. It's not easy to endure vomiting until now.

"Go back to the tent and don't come out again." Ma Lan rubbed Gao Qianqian's little brain melon and said softly.

"Hmm!" Gao Qianqian nodded, and suddenly felt that everyone's eyes were looking at her, and she couldn't help but sigh, and her little face instantly turned crimson.

She was used to being intimate with Ma Lan, and such public intimacy was extremely rare for the Tang people, so it naturally attracted everyone's attention. Gao Qianqian's little face was as ashamed as a red cloth, and she turned her head and fled like a rabbit.

Outside the barracks, Han Wu sat on his war horse and ordered the Persian soldiers to walk on their knees, and then ordered the five hundred knights to dismount and collect the Persian weapons. The other 500 knights held torches aloft and kept a close watch on the Persians' movements.

The Persians have lost their fighting spirit, where can they resist again. Various weapons were piled together, far separated from the Persians. At this time, Ma Xuan ordered the camp gate to be opened, and five hundred infantry rushed out, quickly arrived in front of the Persians, and tied all the Persian soldiers with ropes, and strung them together in piles one by one.

The main force remained in the camp and put on alert. It was not because he was worried that the Persians would attack again, but that this was the rule that Ma Lan had set for the army. As long as the end of the fighting has not been declared, no one is allowed to relax.

The tied Persians, driven by Han Wu, walked in groups to the meadow several miles away. This night, they will stay here. Five hundred more infantry came out of the barracks, cleaning up the battlefield with the previous five hundred infantry.

Many of the crossbow arrows used by the Tang army in the past were wooden handles and iron heads, and it was difficult to use them again after three or five uses. Although the strong crossbows used by the new army in Anxi are still the Tang Army system, the crossbow arrows are basically produced by the Ma family's workshop. This kind of crossbow arrow, which is cast in stainless steel, has no problem with repeated use more than ten times. This is the most important thing for the Anxi New Army, and it is natural that it should be recovered immediately.