Chapter 205: Distress

Tu Midu was annoyed and remorseful in his heart, this Mtler is the son of a tribal nobleman, and his bloodline can be traced back to the noble royal family, who knew that he was so inexplicably folded on the bank of the Hulu River, even if this Han man was cut with a thousand knives, it was not enough to compensate for his mistakes. He heard the Han people tell his family to run away, and he knew in his heart that this person was alone, although his archery skills were powerful, but he was not afraid. Tumidu shouted to the Han woman on the ground, who was still trembling with fear, "Come here, or I'll shoot you." He had the intention to use these captives as a meat shield to approach the Han people, who had many powerful bows and crossbows, but their close kung fu was difficult to compare with their brave and fierce tribal warriors.

The Han woman who was shouted at by him knew that this Hu man was going to use herself as a meat shield, so she actually squatted on the ground and did not move, and the look in her eyes changed from sad to a little firm. Tumidu saw that she refused to comply, and his heart was furious, although he couldn't shoot arrows at Suo Debo without leaning out, but it was easy to shoot these Han women, and an arrow was immediately shot, hitting the chest of the Han girl who would rather die than come over, and immediately shot her to death on the spot. Suo Debo couldn't be rescued from a distance, and he hated a lot in his heart, so he secretly prayed that his wife and children would cross the Hulu River in time and return to the territory of the Han people in Yumen Pass.

Tumidu coerced several other Han women in turn, but no one was willing to take the initiative to go to the rock to make a meat shield for the Uighur soldiers to besiege the warriors of their compatriots, they were all trophies, and they shot one person to death for the sake of prestige, but Tumidu could not shoot them all to death, so he had to give up, and shouted: "I count one, two, three, Po Yan, Bi Li, Du Xie Zhi and I came out to put an arrow, and then rushed up to kill him, Fu Lu, Zongnan set up the strings, after the Han people shot the arrows, you will release arrows in turn to cover, so that he will not have a chance to shoot arrows again." He shouted out in the Uighur language, and although the Han Chinese could understand it, they were outnumbered, making it clear that they were alone in bullying him.

After speaking, Tumidu immediately shouted in a deep voice: "One, two," but he himself put down the bow and arrow in his hand and drew his scimitar, "Three!" Tumidu's figure was steadily hidden behind the rock, and when he heard the sound of Bili clutching his throat and falling, he let out a muffled roar, and rushed forward with his body bent down.

I can't help but say that although Tumidu is not a brave warrior, he is cunning enough. Although Zongnan's archery technique was not as proficient as that of the Han people, the alternate arrows steadily suppressed him behind the rocks, until Po Yan, Du Xie Zhi brandished a scimitar and fought with Sodebo, Tu Midu fell behind slightly, he looked at the Han people's skills, it was just a crop style, it seemed to be just an ordinary Han people who practiced bows and arrows more in their spare time, hand-to-hand combat, Po Yan and Du Jiezhi were enough to clean him up, Tu Midu couldn't help but feel worthless for the dead Mtler. He looked up at the Han woman who had not yet run far, she was running in a hurry, and she was afraid that if she crossed the gourd river, she would have to work harder. Reluctant to wade over to capture her, he hurried up to intercept her before she crossed the river, stabbed his child in front of a damned Han Chinese, ravaged his wife, and cut off his head to avenge Butler.

Luo Wan'er stumbled and fled with the baby in her arms, panting, running away from her shoes and socks and not caring about picking them, being covered with sharp gravel on the river beach, and her bare feet were stabbed to the point of blurred flesh and blood, and she didn't care about the pain. Only occasionally glanced at the child in his arms, after crying a few times, he seemed to have fallen asleep with his eyes closed, this hard-working child, who fled with his father and mother for a few days, did not sleep well, his little face was full of dust, and even a little haggard. The footsteps of the gangsters behind him are getting closer and closer, and the sparkling gourd river seems to be right in front of him, but he can't always run.

Tumidu chased after him with a sinister smile, and he even enjoyed the hunt a little, especially since he had just suffered a big loss at the hands of this woman's husband. Tumidu made up his mind, if the Han man was not killed by Fu Lu and Zongnan, he must ravage this woman in front of him, seeing that he was only a few steps away from the woman, her posture of running in front was clearly visible, although the clothes were shabby, but she couldn't hide her graceful figure, her thin waist twisted rapidly with the rhythm of running, and even the wind had a smell of fat powder and sweat mixed with it。

At this moment, an arrow with a strong wind snapped through Tumidu's neck, and before he could scream, the Uighur ten-captain fell like a log to the riverbank. Luo Wan'er didn't notice it, she was desperately running away with the child, and the cold night breath poured into her chest, as if her entire chest was about to explode, but this weak woman still gritted her teeth and insisted on running towards the gourd river. On the other side of the Hulu River is the city of the Han people, the hope of survival. Running to the river, she jumped into it with the baby in her arms, and to her heart, it was better to be flooded than to fall into the hands of the Uighurs.

The Hulu River was deep and rapid, and Feng Bo, the centurion of the Hussar Battalion in Lanzhou, shot down the Uighur soldier with an arrow, and when he saw the fleeing woman jumping into the river, he was immediately swept away by the rushing river. Feng Bo's heart was not good, and he quickly urged the hussar to sit down, and the horse's hooves stepped into the river, causing splashes. Although it was early summer, it was also unusually cold, and the horse snorted uneasily and snorted white air, Feng Bo gently stroked the neck of the beloved horse with his hand, urging it to struggle to flow in the direction of the woman's falling water.

Behind Feng Bo, followed by the nine hussars, the cavalry of the Yumen Pass Guiyi Army was ordered to rescue the Han people who were being chased and killed by the Uighurs in all directions, this ten-person team had been running around for a whole day, and after taking a group of Han people back to Yumen Pass in the evening, they only hastily fed the horses once, and then set out overnight. Along the way, I listened to the Han people recount the atrocities of the Uighur soldiers, and the villages in Hexi were already ten rooms and nine empty after this catastrophe, and the city of Dunhuang was closed to the pressure of the Uighur tribes, and the Han people fled in all directions in a panic, and the Hexi Corridor, which was no more than one or two hundred miles wide, now seemed to have become a hunting ground for the Uighurs to kill the Han people.

It was easy to come to the woman against the current, only to see that her whole body had been washed down by the river, and her delicate body was almost all under the water, but she lifted the baby in her arms high, so that she could breathe a breath and live a few more moments. Feng Bo was moved in his heart, and at that time, he pulled Luo Wan'er to the horse, clamped the horse's belly with her legs, and the horse's four hooves kicked together, and she went ashore with a deep drizenness. At this time, the four Uighurs who were besieging Sodepo also discovered the situation here, and they all whistled and retreated, ignoring Sodebo, who was almost unable to hold on, and covered each other to retreat and escape.

The hussar battalion was a strong force for a long time, and the cavalry Luo Tiehammer and Ding Kexia did not wait for Feng Bo to give orders, and when they saw that this group of Uighur soldiers was small, they immediately urged their horses to hurry up, and the Uighurs turned around and fired several rounds of arrows, but they were either dodged or blocked by the hussars who were familiar with the steppe cavalry, but instead narrowed the distance for them. As soon as the distance was closer, the two sides saw a gap in combat strength, and when they were sixty or seventy paces away, the cavalry of the hussar battalion shot the four Uighurs on the spot with their bows and arrows.