Bullying the old, weak, sick and disabled is not a bit of pressure on Chen Kan at all, and there is a feud between the Tartars and the Han people.

Since Chen Kan is a Daming person, then he should stand in the position of Daming to do things.

Besides, Chen Kan has never had any virgin disease.

If you don't take advantage of the fact that you don't have to slaughter more men and women of Tartars, do you have to wait for the Warat Department to unify the grassland and lead the army to the city of Beijing?

So Chen Kan did not hesitate to give the order to march towards the Tartar tribe.

As Chen Kan expected, when they were still thirty miles away from that tribe, the scout who inquired about the news brought back another piece of exciting news.

In that large tribe of 10,000 people, there were no young and strong, only about 3,000 old, weak, sick and disabled people grazing around the tribe.

"Assert ......"

Chen Kan smiled sadly again, it just so happened that it was not bad to use this tribe as the burial place for the tail behind him.

Hearing Chen Kan's strange laughter again, the generals in the army led by Zhou Shi and Cheng Feng couldn't help but subconsciously take a few steps away from him.

Entering the grassland, although they also regard themselves as villains, they are still a little ashamed after all.

At least if they want to learn Chen Kan's "unruly" laughter, they can't do it.

The distance of thirty miles is the farthest distance for the cavalry to charge, and Chen Kan immediately ordered: "Kill the Tartar tribe, those who are higher than the wheels, there is no mercy!" ”

Kill those who are taller than the wheel, this is the law of the army set by Genghis Khan when he broke through the capital of the Jin State.

Since then, the theory of the slaughter of the city has become popular in the grasslands.

Since it was the regulations set by their Mongols, Chen Kan, who was on the grassland, followed the regulations of Genghis Khan, which was not a violation of the rules.

After all, there is no reason in the world that no Mongol can slaughter people of other races at will, but people of other races cannot slaughter Mongols.

Obviously, there are not a few soldiers under Chen Kan's command who have read books, and they also know the allusion that those who are taller than the wheel kill them.

Even if the soldiers don't know this allusion, there will be soldiers who understand it to give them popular science.

So soon, the morale of the soldiers of the Ming Ming Army was high.

For Chen Kan's order, they expressed their satisfaction and followed the customs.

As for the suspicion of bullying the old, weak, sick and disabled, when the Tartars enslaved the Han people and called the Han people two-legged sheep, I didn't see them soft-hearted.

So, the soldiers were excited, and they screamed with excitement one by one.

"The military heart is available."

Chen Kan grinned, and then the long knife at his waist came out of the sheath: "Brothers, kill!" ”

After saying that, he took the lead and killed him in the direction pointed out by the scout.

"Kill!"

A group of Ming soldiers followed behind Chen Kan with a roar.

I have to say that it is really cool to follow such a master.

Even if you die in battle, you don't have to worry about being brutalized in the wilderness, but you can return to your hometown and live in peace.

Four thousand horses trampled on the ground, causing the entire steppe to tremble.

Ten miles away from that large tribe, Chen Kan could already see the tent of the Tartars.

The nomads live in pursuit of water and grass, and now it is summer, and the small Yellow River on the Tumut River is abundant in water, which moistens the surrounding grasslands.

So the tribe has been grazing here.

A few days ago, the Great Khan suddenly said that people want to enter the grassland, and they need warriors to resist the invasion of the Ming, so the men of the tribe all picked up their swords and went to the south, they did not allow the Ming people to set foot in their hometown where they had lived for generations, and they wanted to keep the damned Ming people out of the grassland.

So, the only warriors in the tribe now are a group of little dolls who have not yet reached the age of fourteen.

Chen Kan saw the tribe's sheepskin tent, and the herdsmen naturally saw the charging Ming army.

Mongolian: "Oh no, the southern barbarians are coming." ”

I don't know which herdsman yelled, and the tribe suddenly panicked.

The southern barbarians have hit the doorstep, could it be that they have already failed to go to Ada in the south?

Hearing the deafening sound of horses' hooves, many old people were terrified.

The female herdsmen were even more frightened and cried out, and when the southern barbarians hit here, they really didn't dare to think about the fate of their fathers, brothers and men at home.

The children fled in all directions in a panic.

At this moment, a dark-faced young man stepped forward.

"Do not be afraid, take up your swords and protect our homeland."

The boy's shout woke up the others, and a group of boys of his age awoke from a dream and took up the gift that their father and brother had given them when they first struck their prey, a scimitar like a crescent.

Such a scimitar is almost a handful in the steppe.

Men use it to hunt, kill invaders, and cut off pieces of meat to eat, women and children use it to graze, and use it to deal with the gray wolves that are ubiquitous in the grasslands.

Those gray wolves are hateful, and if they are not careful, they will take their cattle and sheep.

The young men holding the scimitars seemed to see their father's and brother's ardent expectations for them, and heard their father's and brother's praise for them.

"Children, run, you are no match for the Southern Barbarians."

Some of the old men shouted hoarsely to the young men, telling them to hurry up and run away on their horses, to find their father and brother, to find the Great Khan who could make decisions for them.

But the boys didn't hear the old man's hoarse shouts, but clenched the scimitars in their hands, and watched as the Nanban cavalry in the distance gradually turned from a few small dots into a flood.

They were so nervous that their nervous palms were sweating.

But they did not dare to forget the words of their father and brother when they left, father and brother were going to war, they were the warriors of the tribe, they must take up their scimitars, muster up their courage, and go to drive away the gray wolves for the women, and the villains who are hostile to the tribe.

So, at this moment, it's time for them to become warriors.

Hundreds of teenagers in the tribe stood at the gate of the tribe, and the panicked women, children, and old people watched this scene with regretful faces.

Finally, they could see the face of the Southern Barbarian clearly, and they could see not only the face of the Southern Barbarian, but also the hideous and bloodthirsty smile on the Southern Barbarian's face.

Their hearts were pounding, and they instinctively wanted to tremble in the face of the charge of the horses.

But they dare not forget the teachings of their father and brother, and it is impossible for them to give up their home behind them.

The boy who shouted at the beginning was the bravest boy in the tribe, and many women like flowers were willing to approach him, because he always gave people a strong sense of security.

At this moment, he was also standing at the forefront with a scimitar in his hand.

The teenagers who were dissatisfied with him in the past all admire his courage at this moment.

Because he not only dared to face the charge of the southern barbarians, but also did not frown.

"Kill!"

He let out a loud shout, and actually took the lead in rushing towards the charging group of horses.

With him as an example, most of the remaining teenagers followed him and killed him, while the remaining teenagers drew their bows and arrows, ready to wait for the southern barbarians' war horses to rush into the range, and then send them a shower of arrows.

The resolute face of that brave and fearless young man met Chen Kan's eyes.

Chen Kan took off the musket pinned to the horse, and his body moved with the rhythm of the war horse, but the musket in his hand was held steadily.

The current Chen Kan is no longer the Chen Kan of a few years ago, although the current Chen Kan is not a peerless general, but he still has the foundation of such a general as cavalry archery.

He aimed at the resolute face of the teenager.

Then slowly pulled the trigger.

"Bang~"

Bullets flew out, hitting the center of the boy's eyebrows.

Chen Kan believes that if the boy can grow up safely, he must be a rare warrior on the grassland.

It's a pity that times have changed, and no warrior can beat a bullet.

The other teenagers who followed him were dumbfounded, and they only heard a loud bang, and the bravest teenager of their generation fell strangely.

What kind of demon method did the Southern Barbarian use?

But at this moment, the Southern Barbarians are in front of them, even if the leader dies in battle, they cannot be allowed to retreat, otherwise it will be their families who will suffer.

Despite the fear in his eyes, and despite the sweat in his palms, no one stepped back.

"Bang Bang Bang~"

The next moment, endless gunshots rang out, and many teenagers only felt a pain in front of them, and when they looked down, there was a small hole in their chests.

Black blood flowed out, and their faces were full of horror and unwillingness, but unfortunately, they could no longer control their bodies.

The Ming army was like cutting wheat, and after a burst of gunshots, a group of teenagers fell to the ground.

Finally, the teenagers who survived by luck collapsed.

Father and brother had told them that the sword in their hand would help them defeat any enemy, including the Nanban and the wolf.

But now, the words of their father and brother made them deeply suspicious, and they suspected that Nanbanzi was not a human at all, but a monster who could do magic.

Otherwise, how could they die after being so far away that they didn't even have time to hand their swords to the southern barbarians?

The terrible cries and screams came one after another, and the eyes of the old people flowed muddy tears.

Watching the future of the tribe fall in pieces, their hearts suffocated as if they had been cut by a knife.

"It's over."

"Immortal God, please open your eyes and look at your people~"

They begged, begged the young men of the tribe to come back quickly to stop this slaughter, begged the immortal heavens to send down divine thunder to kill this terrible group of demons.

They seem to have forgotten the tragedy of the other races they followed the Golden Family to slaughter.

When approaching the camp, Chen Kan consciously slowed down the speed of his horse, the other party only had a few hundred teenagers, and he could not have any impact on the elite of the two thousand Tang Army.

The reason why he shot the boy with his own hands was only because the boy was the fastest.

The young men guarding the gate of the tribe with bows and arrows were like ashes, and they barely shot two rounds of arrow rain, but they couldn't cause any damage to Ming Jun at all.

Because the range of a bow and arrow is far inferior to that of a firebolt.

The Ming army only fired a volley, and there were no more teenagers standing at the gate of the tribe.

This is the slaughter!