"It seems that I am afraid that this battle will never be peaceful. ”

Zhang Zheng looked forward to the place where the Mongolian cavalry retreated, and what he saw in front of him was the vast desert, and under the scorching sun, it made people feel dizzy, where was there any trace of the other party.

The lush forests of thousands of years ago have long since disappeared, and the Great Wall of the Han Dynasty in the past is only left with broken bricks and tiles, which is not of any use at all.

Ma Dan looked bitter and said, "Maybe." But if we don't come here, how can we stop them? If we let these guys break into the interior, it will be a real disaster. ”

"Yes. ”

Zhang Zheng sighed, saw that it was getting late, and said, "It's getting late now, let's go back first." ”

"Of course. But before we leave, we still have to clean up the battlefield, or these guys will escape, which will be terrible. Ma Dan looked sideways at the men lying on the ground, the corners of their mouths showing a bit of hideousness.

Zhang Zheng didn't know why, and immediately saw Ma Dan take off the gun behind his back, urge the war horse under his crotch, and come to those Tartars.

The Tartars lay motionless on the ground, like corpses, and it was not clear if they were still alive or not!

At this moment, Ma Dan walked in front of a tartar, raised the gun in his hand suddenly, and aimed it at the person in front of him, and with a "bang", the door of the person's head was filled with a bloody hole.

Zhang Zhengdun was surprised, and hurriedly caught up with him and asked, "Adjutant Ma, what are you doing here?"

"Clean up the battlefield!"

Mardan did not care, but raised his gun again, and complained: "Why don't you let these fellows flee back and continue to fight against us? ”

Zhang Zheng felt displeased, and was about to stop it, but Ma Dan pulled the trigger again.

"Bang"!

With the sound of gunshots, another Tartar lay on the ground.

Zhang Zheng turned around, only to see that the tartar had gotten up at some point, and he was also holding a gun in his hand, if he hadn't been killed by Ma Dan before, he was afraid that he would have been ambushed by the other party.

"This guy, isn't dead yet?" Zhang Zheng was stunned.

Ma Dan snorted and replied, "That's nature. You know, these guys are the most treacherous, even if they are shot and fall to the ground, they will pretend to be dead, and then sneak up while we are cleaning the corpses. If I don't be ruthless, then I will be my brother. ”

"That being said. But don't you think it's too cruel?" Zhang Zheng's eyes narrowed slightly, wanting to see some clues from the person in front of him.

However, apart from a few things that he was accustomed to, he saw nothing.

Ma Dan shook his head slightly, thinking in his heart: "Sure enough, he is worthy of being a young master soldier from Chang'an, but he is still too tender." For no reason, his eyes were also a little disdainful, and he complained: "Otherwise, will it be too late for the other party to kill our brother and shoot? The gun in his hand shook slightly, and his tone became not very friendly: "I said, sir, don't meddle in these matters, or leave it to our brothers to deal with, okay?"

With the exception of Madan, the rest of the soldiers also began to move, giving the Tartars lying on the ground one by one bullets, and each shot was directly aimed at the head.

This is an era of flourishing martial arts, no one knows what strange life-saving means will exist, even if the heart is broken and the limbs are crippled, they can still continue to survive, so the soldiers of the Huaxia Army quite simply smashed their heads.

Under the shattering of the sea of consciousness and the collapse of consciousness, even if it is an earth immortal character, it will still fall into reincarnation.

Zhang Zhengmuran, he didn't know how to deal with this kind of scene, so he could only watch quietly and watch his comrades deal with these enemies.

seemed to be frightened by this scene, a thin tartar next to Zhang Zheng jumped up violently, and it seemed that he must have known that death was inevitable, so he wanted to escape at this time. But he didn't escape far before he was hit in the thigh by a bullet and fell directly in front of Zhang Zheng's eyes, and the whole person was embarrassed.

"Help me, help me!"

Although he fell to the ground, the man still supported himself and crawled towards Zhang Zheng, and his mouth kept pleading.

Zhang Zheng was awakened at this time, and his eyes fell on the man, only to find that this person was only eleven or twelve years old, and his figure was not very tall, so he reached the position of his waist, and his appearance looked quite delicate.

At this moment, the soldiers around him had already arrived, and they also surrounded this man, and all the guns in their hands were aimed at the young man, and they were ready to shoot.

"Stop it!"

Zhang Zheng shouted.

His voice was quite grand, and it was mixed with a little real power, and the soldiers present were all shocked, and they all stopped their movements for a while, looking at Zhang Zheng in a daze.

Ma Dan was slightly surprised, turned his head to Zhang Zheng and persuaded: "But sir, he is a Tartar!"

"Didn't you hear that? Just now, he clearly spoke Chinese. Zhang Zheng looked awe-struck and glared at Ma Dan.

Ma Dan was obviously shocked, muttered a little in his mouth, and said secretly: "Han people? Is this possible?" Although he was suspicious in his heart, it was not without this possibility, after all, Mongolia had also informed this land that there would be Han people who would be conscripted into the army, which was also quite possible.

Zhang Zheng jumped off the war horse, his heart didn't go in front of the man, he leaned over and asked, "Tell me, what are you? Why are you here?"

"I, my name is Kunur! I, I am a Korqin people, and I was sent here because of the Khan's conscription. ”

Only then did the young man raise his head, and everyone looked at it together, with black hair and black eyes, and although his skin was very tanned, he looked like a dignified Han man.

It's just that he stumbles in Chinese, and he is not fluent at all, but it provokes a burst of ridicule from everyone.

Seeing everyone laughing shamefully, Hunuer was suddenly startled, and regardless of the fact that his thighs were still bleeding, he kept knocking his head on the ground: "Everyone." I don't understand anything, so please spare my life!

Ma Dan chuckled lightly and interjected: "Hunuer? This is obviously the name of the Tartar, how can it be a Han Chinese?" As he spoke, he planned to collapse this Hunuer, many of his comrades-in-arms died in the hands of the Tartars, even though the little guy in front of him was only ten years old, he still couldn't help the anger in his heart, and planned to eradicate it all together.

"Wait!"

Zhang Zheng jumped and blocked directly in front of Ma Dan.

This time, he learned his previous lesson and used his body to be in front of Nakhunur, forcing Ma Dan to move his gun.

Zhang Zheng continued to persuade: "Even if he is a Tartar, wouldn't it be a pity if he was killed like this? If he is brought back, we can also torture the movements of the Mongol army from his mouth, don't you say?"

"Okay, okay, you're the chief, of course you have the final say. Ma Dan smirked back his gun, but there was still murder in his eyes.

Zhang Zheng took a deep breath, it was too difficult to calm Ma Dan in a short period of time, so he turned around and looked at Nahunuer.

"This, my lord, you, if you have any command, I will know everything, and I will say everything. ”

Kunur's body trembled, and there was a bit of timidity in his eyes, and the soldiers around him were staring at him, obviously making him feel scared, and only the person in front of him might be able to kill himself.

"Haha. You don't have to be so nervous. Zhang Zheng chuckled, just because the other party's behavior was too pitiful, but it aroused his instinct of love.

In any case, the other party is just a teenager after all, and it is too cruel to face death at such a young age.

So Zhang Zheng asked, "You tell me." Where did you learn Chinese?"

"Mother, mother taught. Hunur replied.

He didn't say that it was okay, but this aroused the anger of many soldiers, and looked at Hunuer's face and became unkind, if it weren't for Zhang Zheng here, I was afraid that the group would have stepped forward and beat this Hunuer violently.

Zhang Zheng thought for a while, and immediately understood: "Is it my mother?"

When the Mongols went south, in addition to robbing the grain, the most important thing was to plunder the Central Plains women, and treat these Central Plains women as their own wives and concubines to insult them so that they could give birth to their own children.

The productivity of the steppe is far less than that of the Central Plains, and many times it is impossible to maintain the continuation of the tribe, and the only way to continue the race is to continue in this way.

The Kunur in front of him is obviously a product of this kind.

Ma Dan sneered: "Sir, now do you know why we hate this group of Tartars?" Without hiding the disdain in his eyes, he directly expressed his anger: "If it weren't for this group of Tartars, why would our sisters have been treated like this? If we don't destroy all these Tartars, it will be really hard to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"

Although many soldiers did not answer, their eyes also showed such an attitude.

Zhang Zheng couldn't help but feel a headache, his eyes swept over Hunuer's body, and the pitiful appearance of the other party really made him feel unbearable, so he replied: "Of course I know." But don't forget, if it comes to blood, he also has the blood of our Han people flowing in his body. Wouldn't it be a pity if they were just killed? In my opinion, it would be better to take it back and teach it in the Chinese law, and if that was the case, maybe we could bring it back on the right track and use it for us. ”

Protecting Kunur may have been impulsive, but Zhang Zheng didn't intend to stop there, he also wanted to recruit people like Kunur so that he could organize a cavalry that could compete with the Mongols.

If you are familiar with Mongolia, what better way to do it than someone like Kunur?

"But this guy has joined the Tartars, and if he hadn't been stopped by us, I'm afraid he might have broken into our Han land and slaughtered him. Ma Dan was disdainful and still shouted.

Zhang Zheng defended: "Of course I understand. But wasn't he stopped and didn't do it? Why, then, was he obsessed with killing him, just because he had been raised among the Tartars?"

"That's nature, sir, as you see, this little fellow grew up among the Tartars, and will surely be the Tartars in the future. Since it is a Tartar, it should be killed. Mardan said. "And he's still going into battle to kill the enemy at such a young age, so he can't stay. As he spoke, he drew his saber and slashed directly at Kunur!

Obviously, Matan did not intend to accept Kunur, but only wanted to completely eradicate this obscure existence.