Chapter 234: Please enter the urn

"How's the injury?" After the fierce battle, Zhou Fugui was also covered in blood, turned over and dismounted, held the heaven-shaking dragon lance, walked to the dying slave strong man and asked.

War is cruel, and in the final analysis, war is to achieve a certain goal, so as to kill and be killed.

In the battle of Maple Forest, Zhou Fugui led the newly established White Tiger Battalion, which achieved a big victory, won more with less, defeated the Huns Zuo Dadang, and the big single was the eldest brother? With more than 5,000 soldiers and horses under his command, he captured Qi Wuhan, killed dozens of Hun generals, captured horses, weapons, grain and grass, etc., which can be described as a great victory, and it will not be long before this thrilling war will spread throughout the grassland, and even throughout the world.

But war always kills people, and there is always a price, killing 3,000 enemies and injuring 800 yourself, this is an eternal truth.

Therefore, the losses of Zhou Fugui's newly established White Tiger Battalion are not small, especially the people who have just been exempted from slave status, and the people who have made the first contribution in this battle, lure? The strong slave man who had entered the ambush circle had reached the final point of death.

The soldiers of the White Tiger Battalion were all exhausted, lying or sitting, looking numb at Zhou Fugui, Li Qing, Ye Guanting and others coming over, no one spoke, and the scene was dead silent.

Not far away are the corpses of countless people or horses, horizontal and vertical, miserable, a few wisps of beacon smoke like wolf smoke, rising, floating on the grassland, dozens of miles away can be seen, so Zhou Fugui and the White Tiger Battalion have little time to rest, and they are about to meet a new battle, and they are about to fight more tragically.

The blind man Wei, who was inspecting the injuries of the strong slave man, shook his head.

In this world, the level of healing is extremely low, and being injured on the battlefield is almost equivalent to death, so the people who really die on the battlefield are not the majority, and most of them die without treatment or cannot be cured.

After this battle, Zhou Fugui made up his mind to establish a real medical team, of course, this is a later story, not for the time being.

"What's your name? Where are the people? Zhou Fugui felt uncomfortable, knelt on one knee on the ground, looked at the strong slave man lying on the ground and asked softly.

The strong slave man was about to die, but Zhou Fugui didn't know his name.

"My lord," replied the strong slave man, smiling weakly, "the villain has no name, and they all call me Manu." Manu is a turtle people, born as a lowly slave, and came here in a hurry. Your Excellency, you don't have to be sad, Manu has not lived a happy day since he was born, but these few days, Manu feels extremely happy..."

"You... What else do you want? Zhou Fugui asked in a choked voice.

"I have a daughter, her name is Nisu, but I don't know where she isβ€”" Manu's face was pale, and his eyes were already dilated, but at this moment his eyes suddenly shone with a hint of brilliance, and his face became flushed.

"Don't worry..."Zhou Fugui held Manu's shoulder, his voice was very soft, but he was extremely firm: "Zhou has been extremely poor all his life, and he will also help you find your daughter, not only that, after you die, Zhou will also move your tablet into the temple according to the etiquette of the Han family, and will always be admired and sacrificed by future generations!" Of course not now, now Zhou is really powerless, in the future, in the future, Zhou will achieve this wish! ”

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Everyone immediately choked up when they heard this, and at the same time, they were extremely moved, especially the slaves who had just joined the White Tiger Camp.

Manu died suddenly while Zhou Fugui was talking, and he left with a smile.

"Soldiers, my soldiers of the White Tiger Battalion!" Zhou Fugui looked at the dead manu, and after watching it for a long time, he slowly stood up and said loudly to the soldiers of the White Tiger Battalion: "Not only Manu, but all the soldiers of my White Tiger Battalion are like this, the martyrs who died in battle, sympathize with their families, and their souls return to the temple, and they will always be admired and sacrificed by future generations!" ”

"Fate!" A group of soldiers of the White Tiger Battalion shouted loudly, and many of them were already moved to tears.

In the past, their lives were cheaper than dogs, so who cared about their lives or deaths? Even if they died on the battlefield, no one cared, only as if they had killed some cattle and horses and lost some property.

In this world, there are people who don't shoot death, what they are afraid of is that after death, they will become ownerless ghosts, unable to reincarnate, unable to ascend to heaven, and sink in hell forever.

At this moment, Zhou Fugui solemnly made a promise, which has made them not worry about the afterlife, so what are they afraid of?

Zhou Fugui's words have won the hearts of the army and the heartfelt support of all the soldiers.

Returning to the heart, this is what Zhou Fugui wants. The Huns ruled the grasslands, but they only used power and force, and all the ethnic groups under their command had no sense of identity at all, and from now on, Zhou Fugui intends to make them have a sense of identity, identify with the White Tiger Battalion, and identify with themselves.

Of course, this is only the beginning, whether it will be successful or not, it is not yet known, and at the same time, it also needs to cross the river by feeling the stones, step by step.

The Lord of the World, don't start here! At this time, Ye Guanting also listened to the gods, and his heart suddenly sighed.

As a master or a hero, you must first have the ability to confuse people's minds.

"Soldiers of the White Tiger Battalion!" Zhou Fugui then waved his fist and said loudly: "I don't want to die, I want to live well, and share the joy of family with my family, but someone doesn't let us live and wants me to die, what do you say?" ”

At this moment, the fate of Zhou Fugui and the other Yan soldiers has been tightly tied together with the slaves, and they cannot be separated.

"Fight! War! War! The crowd shouted loudly.

Zhou Fugui, Ye Guanting, Li Qing and others strategized and won more with less, defeating the Huns and the Huns? The headquarters greatly strengthened the confidence in defeating the enemy, which was extremely crucial.

"Man is born to die, but he dies to fight, to fight for his own destiny, and to die as he deserves!" Zhou Fugui shouted loudly again.

"Yes!" The armies roared in unison.

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"Will you surrender?" Zhou Fugui sat in front of Qi Wuhan, the Hun Zuo Dadang, whose hands were tied behind his back, and asked.

"Master Ben is my noble person of the Great Huns, and he has been like this for generations, how can he descend to such a cheap slave as you?" Qi Wuhan was also stiff, kneeling on the ground and laughing miserably.

When he heard this, he was furious, stretched out his huge hand, and grabbed Qi Wu Khan, and he used his strength to pinch him to death.

"Let him go!" After Zhou Fugui glanced at the evil, he gave a thumbs up and chuckled at Qi Wuhan: "You have backbone, you are worthy of being a great nobleman of the Huns!" If you were like a skinny dog, you would have looked down on you. But Ben wants you to keep going hard, and the city where your ministry is located... What's the name? ”

Zhou Fugui looked up at Ye Guanting.

"White Wolf Stone City!" Ye Guanting replied.

"Oh, White Wolf Rock City." After Zhou Fugui nodded, he stared at Qi Wuhan and said with a smile: "Your lair is in White Wolf Stone City, right?" Waiting for Ben to break through? The city, your cattle and sheep, and your wealth will be destroyed! Oh, by the way, and your rouge, your daughters, there are a lot of beautiful women among them, right? To tell you the truth, the general has never tasted the Hun woman, so it is better to start with you and open this meat, Guanting, what do you think? ”

"My lord, the winner can use it." Ye Guanting nodded, right? said: "And you, although you are a noble person, but at this moment you have been imprisoned by the lord's rank, why don't you raise your troops and submit to it?" So that there will be no loss of life, and your home will be preserved. ”

Of course, Ye Guanting knew that Zhou Fugui threatened him with a woman who was not sweating, and Zhou Fugui refused to sleep even with the young and beautiful Abi Yas next to him, how could he get involved with other women?

In fact, it's just a woman, and it's not a big deal to accept it, but why doesn't Zhou Fugui want to get involved? This made Ye Guanting and others puzzled.

Could it be that he has a physical problem, or a problem with his orientation? Everyone has this idea in their hearts...

"In my Great Huns..."Zhou Fugui and Ye Guanting coerced and seduced, Qi Wuhan still refused to give in, and shook his head when he heard the words: "The winner can indeed get everything, they fall into your hands, it is also their life, and it is also the will of the gods." But you want to take the White Wolf Stone City? I'm afraid it's a dream, the cavalry governor Xu Buliang is leading a large army to come here, I'm afraid you have to pass his pass first, hehe, cheap slave, Qi Wuhan is not greedy for life and afraid of death, how can you be coerced? Even though? If I die, Da Dan Yu will return to the army, and he will definitely avenge me! ”

Qi Wuhan said, and stretched his neck, looking like he was about to be killed.

"Take him down, don't harm his life, let Wei Blind heal his wounds." Zhou Fugui staring? After watching it for a while, Fang sighed and ordered Vi Evil and the others to take Qi Wuhan down and imprison him.

Hearing this, he carried the more robust Qi Wuhan down with one hand, because of Zhou Fugui's life, so Vi Wei did not dare to harm his life, although Vi Wei hated these Xiongnu nobles very much.

"Hey, Guanting..."After Qi Wuhan was taken down by Vi Xi, Zhou Fugui looked at Ye Guanting and sighed: "I can't see it, this person's bones are so hard, he refuses to give in, what can he do?" ”

Zhou Fugui plans to repeat his old tricks and deal with the Hun cavalry? and its soldiers and horses, this is also the only feasible countermeasure to defeat the strong with the weak, but? refused to give in, so Zhou Fugui made a difficulty.

If you want to ambush the Xiongnu army again, someone needs to lead them to the ambush site.

"Don't worry, the lord refuses to give in, are all his subordinates as hard as him?" Ye Guanting thought for a while and replied, "Available?" of the belongings, send someone to lead them into the urn. ”

In the battle of Maple Forest, Zhou Fugui and other soldiers of the White Tiger Battalion of course captured a lot of Huns.

"Who are you sending?" Zhou Fugui asked when he heard this: "I'm afraid that they will have a backlash when the time comes... Isn't that a big deal? ”

"Anti-water?" Ye Guanting asked in surprise when he heard this.

"Uh..."Zhou Fugui hurriedly explained: "It's the intention of rebellion again, and when I came to that cavalry governor, I told him the truth... Shall I wait for my plan to fail? ”

"Didn't the lord find out that there were fathers, sons, and brothers among the Huns?" Ye Guanting replied with a smile when he heard this.

"What do you mean...?" Zhou Fugui somewhat understood.

"Detain his father, send his son, detain his brother, send his brother, and don't fear that they will not comply." Ye Guanting nodded.

"If that stuff rider has gotten the news... And how? Zhou Fugui was overjoyed at first, and then asked with a sad face.

Maybe someone, like the fleeing Huns? The news of the defeat of the department was told to Xu Buliang, and this plan could not succeed, and this possibility was extremely high.

"Send a few more groups of people to give him a fake and a real one, whether it succeeds or not, it all depends on the will of God." Ye Guanting replied.