Chapter 861: Killing Intent
"We have a good position in advance, seized the favorable terrain, and fought to the death with these Hun barbarians."
Zhao Hai, as the son of heaven of Great Qin, is not afraid of being captured, not afraid of death, and not afraid of war.
Therefore, how can these soldiers under him not be brave and desperate?
Morale was surging for a while, and they rumbled on their horses, with unlimited ambition in their chests, and began to roar, "Follow Your Majesty's holy decree and fight to the death with the Huns!" ”
"Fight to the death!"
"Behead the leader of the Natanga tribe! Avenge the dead brothers! ”
Immediately, the army moved, divided into two parts, the front and the rear, forming a long serpent charging array.
The terrain of this place is too flat, so when gathered together, it is easy to be used as a target to shoot, so Zhao Hai chose to deploy such a sharp knife array.
"Your Majesty, what should you do with those civilians who were in distress now?" Wang Zhan came forward to ask at this time.
When Zhao Hai heard this, he said calmly: "Give them all those gold, silver and jewelry." ”
"It is the Tanga tribe that is destroyed, and they still disdain to do this thing of killing the old and weak and civilians."
"As soon as their main force of young people is wiped out, the Tanga tribe will no longer be able to commit murder on the grassland."
"The purpose of my trip will naturally be achieved."
Hearing this, everyone admired Zhao Hai's mind and strategy, and felt strong pride in being able to follow such an emperor.
They all bowed their hands, "Your Majesty's bearing, I am ashamed and ashamed." ”
But Zhao Hai is not in the mood to listen to these compliments now, because Zhao Hai is worried about another person.
This person is Liu Yuer.
She behaved too quietly.
Quietly, it was as if it was not her own manning the army of Taiyuan County at all, which was not her style at all.
The news of Zhao Hai's large-scale military operation on the grassland should have been on Liu Yuer's desk early on, and it was impossible for her not to notice it.
So, Liu Yuer didn't act, so what was she waiting for?
After thinking about it, Zhao Hai didn't understand Liu Yuer's intentions.
Zhao Hai could only explain in the end, "Wang Zhishen, you will find a way to lead the leader of the Tanga tribe out to speak." ”
"You take the opportunity to provoke him and shoot him with an arrow."
"When he dies or is seriously injured, and their military morale is in turmoil, Wang Zhan, you can send troops, just take this opportunity to rush and kill once."
"But remember, we must not fall in love with war, or we will be caught in the mire of their war."
"Although, now we have the help of the mysterious man's map route, but if it is delayed for too long, it is inevitable that there will be no accidents."
"When the time comes, we won't be able to go back."
"Whoa." Several people clenched their fists heavily, saying that they would definitely listen to Zhao Hai's orders.
Han Ying said softly at this time: "Your Majesty, you are worried that Liu Yu'er may take the opportunity to do something in it." ”
Zhao Hai nodded, just about to talk to Han Ying about something.
At that moment, he felt the rumbling sound of vibration beneath his feet.
In the distance, rolling yellow sand rolls up.
Zhao Hai knew that this was the other party's cavalry.
The one who comes, not good.
I can't see how many people there are, but at the very least, there are more than 20,000 people on this line of black riders.
These people are different from the defenders of the Tanga tribe that they have just killed.
They are all real elites, and they are all warriors among the Tang tribe.
In the very center of this large army, there was a royal flag fluttering.
Under the royal banner, a tall man, riding a huge white horse that was very different from other people's war horses, with a powerful figure and a high feather on his head, looked extraordinary.
If I am not mistaken, this person is the leader of the Tanga tribe, Kashkinmu.
When he saw from afar that his homeland, the place where he had grown up, and the tribe that had nurtured him, had turned into a sea of fire.
When I saw the mountain of corpses piled up at the gate of the home.
His emotions collapsed, and he almost fell off his horse.
His eyes were blood-red, and the muscles all over his body were trembling uncontrollably.
He roared and roared, "Ah! Great Qin's Dog Emperor! ”
"I'm not with you!"
"You dog thief!"
"You're doing this to my tribe! I want you to die, I want your life! ”
Tens of thousands of cavalrymen of the Tanga tribe also began to roar with him, as if everyone had turned into enraged beasts, and there was no longer any reason to speak of.
They all pulled out their scimitars and their best bows and crossbows, and drove the war horses under their seats, galloping towards Zhao Hai and them.
But they seem to have forgotten that the war was provoked by them, and they had also bloodied the three tribes allied with the imperial court in this way a few days ago.
Moreover, their methods are more ferocious, more brutal, more immoral, torture, rape, and other incidents are constantly staged, and there is no bottom line at all.
At this time, how can there be a face to condemn others?
Zhao Hai rode out, stood at the front, and let the interpreter next to him say, "I am the emperor of Great Qin, and I am the noble Heavenly Khan. ”
"You guys, do you want to talk to me?"
"Dog Emperor! You have destroyed my tribe, killed our relatives, stolen our food, cattle and sheep, and now you have only one way to die, and there is nothing left to talk about. ”
Kashjinmu roared angrily, there would not be any excessive communication and compromise with Zhao Hai at this time.
The murderous aura in his heart has run through his whole body, and even he can't control this killing intent.
Zhao Hai continued: "Then when you destroyed the Sumu tribe, the Hulunsu tribe, and the Luncha tribe, did you think about today's fate?" ”
"Fart!" Keshjinmu scolded: "That's all my steppe affairs, and I don't need you, the dog emperor, to interfere." ”
"You dare to come to our grassland today, and you dare to do such a brutal thing to my tribe!"
"Don't even think about going back alive from the prairie!"
As he spoke, the cavalry he led approached and rushed towards him like a human-shaped iron tower.
The ground shook like an earthquake.
In particular, Keshjinmu is less than a mile away from Zhaohai.
At this distance, the faster cavalry can reach it in an instant.
Wang Zhan and the others all clenched the knife in their hands, and the tension in their hearts was also mobilized to the extreme.
They were afraid that Zhao Hai would make any mistakes.
There are also tens of thousands of elite troops, just like them, waiting for the other side to come.
"Shoot the arrows!" Wang Zhan's pupils shrank, and he immediately shouted.
Numerous archers, began the first round of salvos.