The Middle East, in the seventeenth century, was as much a region of carnage and chaos as it is today. This has not changed much even in modern times.

Because it is located at the junction of Asia, Africa and Europe, it can be regarded as a place that connects three important regions, so it is full of opportunities for wealth and greed and blood in the shadows.

Of course, more importantly, people have made this place turbulent because of their beliefs.

Here, it is completely a world full of gravel, and green vegetation is rarely seen. It can be said that the conditions of the people who live here are quite poor.

Therefore, if any tribe can find an oasis here to rest and recuperate, he is definitely lucky.

But often the oases in the desert are occupied and discovered, and they are accompanied by bloody killings.

Therefore, if you don't have great strength, even the discovery of the oasis will be a disaster.

The tribes living in the desert are very clear about this truth.

However, to survive in the desert and allow the entire tribe to thrive. The oasis became an indispensable place of survival, because in the oasis there a freshwater resource that was more precious than gold in the eyes of the desert tribes.

Therefore, any tribe that owns an oasis will not easily give up on it, even in the face of forces stronger than themselves.

As for the reason, it's pretty simple, because it's the most important thing for the survival of the tribe, isn't it?

The Bajir tribe is a small and medium-sized tribe with four or five thousand people. The qualified warriors of his tribe are not more than a thousand people.

'Qualified' warriors are men who have reached adulthood and are physically strong.

But if you include the children who are minors and can also take up swords to fight, the Bagir tribe can have more than 2,000 warriors.

However, it is important to have children who are not yet adults and still in their development fighting, as long as the elders and chiefs of the tribe are not brain-dead. I wouldn't have made that decision easily.

Unless it is a matter of life and death for the tribe, such a thing may happen.

After all, children are also a very important part of a tribe.

They represent the future and hope of the tribe.

If a tribe doesn't even have children, then what future does the tribe have?

Even a fool knows this.

However, now the Bajir tribe is facing such an existential juncture.

Faced with an enemy who was much stronger than himself, with a large population, and a much better weapon and armor, the adult warriors of the Bajir tribe had already lost a large number.

So. The tribe has decided to let the children who are not yet mature also pick up swords to fight to defend the tribe.

Even some women and girls have to do it.

After all, if the tribe were destroyed, then the fate of them would not be much better.

The best result is to become someone else's slave and live a life that is not even as good as a pig or a dog. I can't even control my own life and death.

In order to ensure the survival of the tribe, it is not so incomprehensible that women and girls are also involved in the war.

You know, the survival of the tribe and themselves. It's also closely related.

What's more, their children, husbands, and brothers and relatives are also involved in the chaos that has erupted in the Cuman region, so how can they stay out of it?

Of course. More women are there to protect their families.

In any case, the Bajir tribe can be regarded as a 'national mobilization'.

Therefore, it can also be seen that the situation of the Bajir tribe is not very good now. It's even very bad.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for the Bajir tribe to let the children and women take up arms to fight.

Thirty miles from the oasis occupied by the Bajir tribe, there is a small sand dune. Hundreds of warriors dressed in black Arab robes with strips of cloth wrapped around their heads and waving weapons on camels shouted loudly.

In the desert surrounding these warriors, more than a hundred corpses lay crookedly.

It can be seen that there was a skirmish here before, and the losing side has been completely wiped out and there are no survivors.

The victors, undoubtedly, are those in black robes.

Such killings were common in the Cuman region, especially during this period.

Earlier, when the Ottomans were still in control of the area, there were conflicts, but most of them were not very large.

Generally, it is a dozen or no more than 50 people.

But now, because the Ottomans gave the Cuman region to the Song Empire, and the Ottomans withdrew the troops stationed in Cuman, there was a power vacuum in the Cumans.

And in order to block the people of the Song Empire, the Ottomans also continued to fan the wind, which made the Cuman chaotic.

It is also for this reason that the inter-tribal conflict is no longer a small fight, but has begun to expand in scale.

It's like a conflict here in the sand dunes, where more than 100 people died, which is obviously just trivial.

In the northern part of the Cuman region, near Iraq, where there are several large tribes living there, more people have died in the conflict.

Those who died were wearing green robes with white robes underneath.

Just by the color of the robes, it was definitely a small battle between the two tribes.

Among those people in green robes, there are also some people in black robes. It can be seen that the victors of the black robes also paid some price.

"Miss, the Tatars have all been killed, and we've checked that there are no more breathers."

The people on the black-robed side, except for those who rode camels to guard the perimeter, the rest of the people were constantly looking through the corpses of those in green robes, and if they found that there were still panting ones, they would mercilessly make up for it.

After making sure that there was no longer any life, the black-robed men in charge of checking turned over and rode on their camels, and one of the guys who seemed to be the leader came to report to the other big leader.

The black-robed person who is called Miss, because of the relationship between the robes, can't tell her gender at all.

If it weren't for that subordinate's title, you wouldn't have known she was still a woman.

Moreover, the person who was called Miss also wore a black scarf over his face.

"Damn the Tatars. They have taken refuge in the Alphabet, if we hadn't found them this time. Then the children they take from the tribe will eventually all be called slaves of the Epham. So we are not wrong to kill them, and you don't have to pity them. ”

The woman's tone was cold, and the reason why she said this to her subordinates was because she saw a trace of unbearability in the eyes of her subordinates.

Yes, the intolerance of the enemy.

Such emotions and pity are not at all necessary.

You know, she ordered not to be left alive, and that was because the other party was an enemy.

Moreover. Or a surprise attack on the tribe, capturing many of the tribe's children's enemies.

What's more, these enemies have also taken refuge in their tribe's old enemy, the Epham, so killing them will not be psychologically burdensome.

However, this subordinate could not bear it.

That's not going to work.

To be merciful to the enemy, that is to be cruel to oneself.

If this subordinate's mindset doesn't change, then he will die soon.

He will die not at the hands of his own people, but by the sword of the enemy.

After all, the enemy won't be unbearable in battle. Killing you will not be merciful.

If this guy fights with such thoughts, then he will not die and there will be ghosts.

Although he was a little angry with this guy, he was a tribesman after all, and he was still a young man with not so much experience.

So. She had to educate him well and make him understand that.

If he wasn't from the tribe, she wouldn't care if he lived or died.

"But...... But...... But they've been defeated, and catching them up won't pose any threat to us. Why do you order them all to be killed? ”

After hearing the words of this 'young lady', the young man couldn't help but refute it.

"We don't have that many men to look after them, and the enemy we're facing now can't afford us to keep them apart. And take them back to the tribe. How can so many people eat and drink to solve the problem, have you thought about it? ”

The girl's reaction immediately left the young man speechless.

"Don't doubt my decision, it's good for the tribe to kill them. You can go back and ask your father and hear what he has to say. Now I don't want to dwell on this issue with you, tell everyone to go back to the tribe. ”

When the woman saw the young man's eyes, she was still full of unconvinced.

Come to think of it, people don't take their own words to heart or think seriously enough.

This makes the woman very uncomfortable.

However, the woman was too lazy to quarrel with the young man about the matter at the moment, and now she needed to return to the tribe with the warriors at once.

After all, they had saved dozens of tribal children, and these children were quite frightened, and some of them were slightly injured, so they had to go back to the tribe immediately to treat the children.

The young man was reluctant, but he did not refute it with interest, but controlled the camel under his crotch and reversed course to convey the woman's orders.

A gust of wind blew, bringing with it a burst of heat and a salty smell.

The woman's black scarf was blown open to reveal her little pink mouth.

Her eyes were as blue as jewels, constantly sweeping over the corpse lying in the yellow sand.

With a roar, the black-robed men gathered again, and galloped away in the direction of the west.

The more than 100 corpses left behind him were little by little covered by the wind-blown sand.

It wouldn't be long before these corpses would be hidden under the sand...... (To be continued......)