……

The whole battle lasted only "two quarters of an hour, and then ended with a complete victory for the Han army."

Under the ravages of Yulinwei, the Mengtuo tribe was full of corpses, and the Han army's iron cavalry carried out Zhu Ling's orders to the end, and all those who were armed with weapons, regardless of knives, forks, sticks, and clubs, did not hesitate to kill all those who thought they were threatening.

It is also thanks to the fact that there are no Geneva Conventions in this world, and there is no organization such as the United Nations, otherwise this group of wolf-like Han soldiers will definitely be punished by the international tribunal.

"Rub what! Hurry up! ”

Mengtuo and Jiewu, along with a group of old men in the tribe, were pushed by a Wu commander named Tie Niu and brought them to Zhu Ling.

At this time, Zhu Ling was enjoying the food left over from the tribe's family banquet, and he was sitting with his own soldiers in front of a bonfire, sprinkling a piece of roasted mutton with salt and spices that he brought with him.

Nibbling on a leg of mutton, Zhu Ling chewed for a while, and his mouth was full of oil, and his expression was very pleasant.

When Monto was brought to Zhu Ling, Zhu Ling didn't raise his head and asked, "You are the patriarch here?" ”

Meng Tuo snorted lightly, looked up at the sky with an arrogant face, and ignored Zhu Ling.

Seeing that Monto didn't react, Zhu Ling glanced up at Monto, and then glanced at Tie Niu standing next to him.

Tie Niu comprehended, and immediately kicked over Monto, and scolded casually: "You barbarian, you dare to pretend at such a time!" The general asks you, are you deaf? ”

After finishing speaking, he punched and kicked Monto again, and Monto, who was beaten straight, fell to the ground prostrate on the ground, in pain.

"Don't hurt our patriarch! It's kind of coming at me! Seeing that his patriarch was being humiliated, Jiewu cried out in tears.

When Tie Niu heard this, he turned his head and looked at Jiewu with a cruel smile: "What are you talking about?" Are you laughing at me? I'll go~"

After that, Tie Niu didn't say a word, picked up the scabbard and smashed his head and face on Jiewu's head, which immediately made Jiewu's face covered with blood.

Such a violent scene, in the eyes of the tribal women who had become captives, everyone was frightened and did not dare to speak.

After another burst of punches and kicks, Zhu Ling dropped the half-gnawed leg of mutton and said casually: "Okay, okay, don't fight, General Ben still has something to ask them." ”

Only then did Tie Niu and his soldiers stop, and pressed Meng Tuo and Jiewu to kneel in front of Zhu Ling.

Zhu Ling licked the oil on his fingers, then stared at the two of them with cold eyes and asked, "Give you a way to live, tell me the location of the Utusang tribe, and let you go." ”

Zhu Ling was speaking nonsense, and of course the two understood the meaning of his words.

The Utusan tribe is the largest tribe in this area, with more than 20,000 people in the tribe, and even if the royal court recruits a large number of strong people to go to the front line of Xuanwu Pass, there are still many warriors in the tribe who can fight well.

Now the Han army in front of him, which is only a few hundred people, actually dares to fight the idea of Utusan? Aren't you looking for death?

"You devil executioners! When the Holy Emperor finds out, he will definitely kill you! An old man from the Mengtuo tribe scolded Zhu Ling sharply.

Zhu Ling frowned slightly, and nodded to the soldiers beside him.

Then, the soldier decisively got up and came to the old man, grabbed him by the hair and dragged him out of the crowd, and then pulled out the ring knife and cut his throat directly, and the hot blood suddenly splashed in the air.

"Throw it to the dead man's pile!"

Zhu Ling commanded, and after dragging the old man away, he continued to look at Meng Tuo and said, "Don't test the patience of General Ben, and answer my questions honestly, it will be good for you and me." ”

"If you want to kill, you will kill, the warriors of my Monro Empire have never been afraid of death!" Jiewu shouted loudly, not at all frightened by the brutal methods of the Han army.

"General Ben fulfills your loyalty and bravery, pull it down, and send this warrior on the road according to the treatment of a grassland hero!"

As soon as Zhu Ling gave an order, Tie Niu and a few of his own soldiers immediately rushed up and pulled Jiewu out of the crowd, and then took him to a soft grass.

In this meadow, there are probably dozens of aliens buried in the earth, and only their heads are exposed to the air.

Yuu was wheeled into a dug pit and buried in dirt by the soldiers, with only one head exposed above the dirt, just like his companions.

Cries, begs for mercy, and scolding cried out of the mouths of the heads, and standing in front of them was a group of dozens of cavalrymen.

From Jiewu's eyes, it can be clearly seen that the hooves of those war horses are wrapped with a pair of thick horseshoe, and I can't help but feel fear.

"Brute! The Holy Emperor will not let you go! Despicable Han dog, you must not die well! ”

Yuu knew what was about to happen, so he simply scolded loudly to hide the fear in his heart.

Tie Niu sneered fiercely, then stepped on the war horse and ordered loudly: "General Zhu has an order, this group of barbarians is not subject to control, they should be punished, the whole army obeys the order, and charges!" ”

"Drink~~"

"Sigh Rhythm ~~"

The sound of neat shouts echoed, and twenty horsemen stepped on the stirrups at the same time, and the horses were in a state of uniform speed, rushing towards the heads.

"O Mother Earth, save your believers!"

"Grandma, my son can't be with you anymore!"

"I surrender! I don't want to die! Forgive me, noble Celestial, I will be your slave! ”

For a while, one by one, the "heads" shouted loudly, making the last voice in their lives.

"Cluck~Cluck~"

"Phew~"

"Ah~~"

"No~~"

In the roar and neighing of the horses, the iron hooves mercilessly crossed in front of their eyes, and many of the tortured people let out desperate groans, and some people were frightened to death by this scene, and died of anger before the horses' hooves crushed their heads......

After a while, the blood and brain marrow on the grass were mixed together, emitting a foul smell, and a complete head was never found again, let alone who was who, and the whole tribe was only filled with two words-

Hell!

After the iron bull returned, Zhu Ling still looked at Meng Tuo with a cold expression: "Where is the Utusan tribe?" Otherwise, none of you want to live. ”

But Montto remained silent and looked at Zhu Ling angrily.

Zhu Ling thought for a while, and suddenly smiled: "You are waiting for reinforcements and deliberately delaying time, right?" I just have something I want to show you. ”

After speaking, a personal soldier carried a bloodstained freshly dried cloth bag and threw it in front of Monto, and the moment the cloth bag was scattered, the last insistence in Monto's heart suddenly collapsed......

"Nintz! It's Ninz! ”

This head is none other than Ningtz, who is about to become his son-in-law.

Seeing this, Zhu Ling said with a little surprise: "It seems that you know this person?" It just so happened that yesterday General Ben met a team of hundreds of people in the middle of the road,

Coming to you with cattle and sheep and countless salt and cloth, General Ben destroyed them by the way, and now it seems that this man is probably your future son-in-law, right?

I'm really sorry that he is unwilling to surrender, so General Ben can only choose to kill him, and I deeply regret the trouble caused to you. ”

At this time, Meng Tuo no longer insisted, and immediately asked Zhu Ling with tears: "What do you say?" Just name the Utusan tribe and save us from death? ”

Zhu Ling nodded, and replied ambiguously: "Our Yu Linwei is very trustworthy, as long as you are indeed friends of the Han Dynasty, we can naturally spare your life!" ”