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Chapter Two Hundred and Eleven: Frightened

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The entire camp was already bloody.

The cavalry that rushed into the camp and raised the sword, never stopped again.

When the killing reaches a certain level, people become wild animals, and the entire Khitan camp is already deserted.

At the beginning, the Khitans wanted to resist. Some people returned to the tent and wanted to get the knife. Some people hurried to the horse circle and wanted to get the horse. Unfortunately... it was too late... or too late...

When more than a thousand killing gods came, everything they did became meaningless, because all they could choose was to cry or smile to face the upcoming catastrophe.

Yelu Chengjin was really scared.

Since he took over his father and grandfather's tribe, he has never felt fear, because he thinks he is a man on the grassland, how can a man and a man who is about to lead the tribe to find a way out and life in this difficult environment?

So he is greedy, so he is cruel, so he is brave, so he is tyrannical, so he has all the qualities that human beings should have, but he has never been timid or fear.

But now, fear has filled his whole body, which is a terror from the heart. He saw countless tribesmen being chopped down like chopping melons and vegetables. He saw someone directly knocking over by a horse and shattering his bones. Seeing someone struggling on the ground, and hearing the shrill wail, he shuddered suddenly, it was over, it was all over.

This is his root, his life. He never expected that just here, on their Khitan land, a group of Han people dared to launch a surprise attack. He never expected that not long ago, everyone was still laughing and scolding on the grassland, saying that the Tang army would no longer help. As a result, in a flash, these unhelpful Tang army was so fierce.

They were killing people, so they were so quick and neat! The ground was so messy, and blood was splattering everywhere, killing Lian Yelu Chengjin trembled. He sat on the ground with his butt, and he closed his eyes.

At this time, someone had already released his horse and jumped. Obviously, in the Yan of these butchers, neither Yelu Chengjin nor the most ordinary Khitan, there was actually no difference. In their eyes, no one was just a lifeless corpse.

The war horses roared past.

The sword was raised high and slashed down like lightning.

Yelu Chengjin groaned and then fell to the ground!

Another person was dragging his horse in chaos, and the horse's hooves stepped on him hard. He groaned, and then there was no more movement.

The Khitan tribe was in chaos, and thousands of people were killed, and the rest were scattered and fled in shock.

The cavalry group chased and killed countless people.

Immediately, they returned to the camp to rest.

Everyone was soaked in blood. Everyone was extremely tired.

This is a one-sided killing, without reason, and there is no slightest indebtedness.

Qin Shaoyou did not continue to order the pursuit because he knew that in such a winter, in such a vast grassland, these Khitans who fled in a hurry could not escape very far and would starve to death or freeze to death.

His face was cold, and with a command, everyone rested on the ground. After feeding the horse materials and making fires, the flags stood up again, and everyone was still silent. Even though his face was ashen by the snow and his face turned pale, they still turned on the horses together.

Qin Shaoyou said only one sentence in front of the gathered group soldiers: "Kill them all!"

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Two days later.

Delishan.

This is one of the important settlements of the Khitans. Obviously, the bad news that happened to their compatriots has not yet reached this place.

As usual, they prepared horse feed and jerky for winter and prepared to survive this long winter.

It was late at night and there were only a few unextinguished bonfires in the camp.

The snow had stopped, and the moon showed a trace of eyebrows.

The sound of horse hooves broke the silence at this moment.

When hundreds or thousands of cavalry rushed to the scene, the situation here was not much better than that elsewhere.

This was the sixth Khitan gathering point that the cavalry attacked. When the exhausted cavalry attacked, they were still so powerful. Their swords were stained with blood again and again, but they became more sharp.

Rumble... Rumble...

Accompanied by the loud noise of the horse's hooves, a scream of surprise broke through the long night sky.

One hour later, the fire had been set here, and the fires soared into the sky, dyeing the night sky red, destroying everything here, men, women, and food...

Qin Shaoyou's face was gloomy under the night, in this huge flame, and with the light of the fire, he saw the Dehua Mountain in the distance, which was covered with heavy snow, which was also red by fireworks.

His face was filled with fatigue, and this deep fatigue, to some extent, was also filled with deep indifference.

He patted the seated horse, and the war horse made a long neigh. Qin Shaoyou took half a bag of horse materials from the horse's back, turned over and dismounted, and fed it to the war horse's mouth.

It seems...there are no longer Khitans.

Perhaps... there will be some fish that miss the net, but... what does this matter? This tribe, whose bones have been broken, has obviously been crushed and crushed by the rolling wheels of history.

All this is obviously far from over. It seems that for Qin Shaoyou, this trip to the desert has just begun.

Qin Shaoyou sat down on the spot. At this time, he really didn't want to move. Although he and his troops had already gone through rest and rest during the half-month continuous raid, now, when he arrived at Deshan Mountain, Qin Shaoyou really didn't want to move anymore.

Fang Jing had already walked over quickly and said, "Prince, the people who were chasing have returned, countless beheadings, and there are many people who fled, but there are no people in this radius of hundreds of miles, so..."

Qin Shaoyou kept his hands tightly, but smiled: "Send the order and everyone should rest. Let's have a good rest. Next, it's time to see my old Taishan."

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In the tent of the khan tent.

When the heads of tribes arrived here, Gu Dulu faced them with only silence.

Everyone was scared.

It was agreed to have a good winter, but one news after another came out that a certain Khitan tribe was attacked and all were killed. Then a Han army was encountered somewhere, and another blood flowed through ten miles. On the grassland, there were men and women who were frozen to death in the wilderness, and there were corpses buried in heavy snow everywhere. Although the attacked Khitan tribes are now known for their courage, the Khitan tribes have always had unruly capital. Such a scramble for killing and such cruel means, even for the people on the grassland, they are already crazy.

Although the strong are respected in this vast prairie, everyone is still reasonable after all. Even if the two tribes attack and kill, they may only kill most of their warriors, and the rest of the men, women, and children can be captured and used as slaves.

On this grassland, population is always the greatest productivity. Population is wealth and the foundation for the growth of a tribe.

And these Han troops obviously did not have such rules. They killed them all. In just over a dozen days, the once noisy Khitan tribe is now gone.

They did not fight to the death, but watched it on the wall, just because each division was captured by the fierceness of these Han troops. Think about it, these people slaughtered the Khitans like killing chickens and dogs. Is their own strength really stronger than the Khitans? Anyway, they have not killed themselves, so it is better not to be the one who stands out.

But their fear of acting rashly does not mean that they are not afraid. These people are lunatics. Today, they slaughter the Khitans. Who knows if they will slaughter themselves in the next moment?

After thinking about it, I could only ask Da Khan to make the decision.

So the leaders of various tribes gathered in Heishui City, and life was impossible. They were sweating, and they were terrified and suffered. Although our desert was not a country of etiquette, when they met such unreasonable guys, would they still let people live?

Gu Dulu's throat was just rolling constantly, and he was also shocked.

This Qin surnamed was really too hard, and this cheap old Taishan was in a mess.

"Shan!" Someone had already knelt on the ground at this time. The man was tall and strong, but now his eyes were red: "The Han army bullied people too much. This is to regard us Turks as no one. The Khan must avenge Yelu Chengjin, otherwise... otherwise..." Such a big man actually burst into tears.

This man was the leader of the Tiel tribe, and he was eager to jump out, but because the Tiel tribe and the Khitan tribe have always had a harmonious relationship, not to mention that the leader's daughter married Yelu Chengjin, and his daughter was chopped for meat sauce with Yelu Chengjin. As soon as he thought of this, he couldn't help but beat his chest and stutter and cried.

Gu Duluo was just breathing heavily. Obviously Gu Duluo was very angry. He clenched his fists fiercely and said something from his mouth: "Han boy, how dare he insult me!"

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