Chapter 199 Unified Understanding

It's foggy, but it's not big. The thin fog floats around the grassland like a veil, giving people a dreamlike feeling. Insects sing among the grass, birds sing in the forest, and everything seems to be extraordinarily harmonious and peaceful. There is no doubt that the morning of the plateau is undoubtedly extremely beautiful and fascinating, but it hides in the hills. Liu Ziming, who was behind a bush on the top, obviously had no intention to appreciate such beautiful scenery. He looked around with a pair of eyes alertly, and his hand was always on the handle of the knife, and the whole body was slightly bowed slightly, maintaining a posture that he could draw the knife out of the sheath at any time.

"Wo" ..."

Just as Liu Ziming was in high spirits, a small sound of his clothes rubbing against the tip of the grass suddenly sounded not far away. Liu Ziming, who was extremely alert, quickly turned over and raised his hand. The knife had come out of its sheath, and his whole body squatted on the ground, like a cheetah that was about to burst out to eat people.

"Goo, Goo Goo..."

Before Liu Ziming burst out, a short and three-long bird song came from the fog. Immediately, a man dressed in Qiang people's clothes rushed out of the fog. After a few steps, he reached Liu Ziming's body and lowered his voice and reported, "Brother Ming, it has been found out. The front three miles is the camp of the thorn department, and there are many people. Look at that situation, there should be five thousand people.

"Hmm."

Liu Ziming's face twitched and said in a muffled voice. Instead, he turned his head and looked at the direction of the thorn tribe camp. Although he could not see anything because of the fog, his eyes could not help showing a trace of pity and sympathy.

"Brother Ming, it's time to go. Your Highness is still waiting."

The Tang army sentry, who came to report, saw that Liu Ziming had not responded for a long time, so he couldn't help but be a little anxious, which gently reminded him.

"Hmm."

Liu Ziming still didn't say much, and still snorted, but this time he didn't delay any more. Some of them stood up reluctantly. Finally, he looked at the direction of the tribal camp, and then lowered his head and walked to the foot of the mountain. In a moment, a sound of horseshoes sounded muffled in the fog... ...

The late autumn sun rose late, and the hour had passed. The autumn day just poked out on the horizon. A wisps of golden light swept the fog in the morning like a sharp sword. Almost in an instant, the sky and the earth were already clear. The tall figure of Li Xian, the king of Zhou, standing on the high/high, was in the Qingming. It was a little more burly. Liu Ziming and others who rushed to the horse and saw it clearly from afar. They did not dare to neglect it a little. They accelerated and rushed to the high/post one after another, and rolled their saddled off the horse.

"Your Highness, the thorn tribe camp has been found. The number of people is about 5,000, just five miles ahead. Please make it clear."

Liu Ziming strode in front of Li Xian, nodded on one knee, and reported loudly.

"Okay, pass on the order of the orphan, and the whole army will attack!"

Li Xian nodded his head resolutely, waved his hand, and issued an order to attack loudly. The messengers who were waiting beside him rushed down from the other side to the high/post, and went to the camp to convey the order.

"Your Highness..."

After the messenger left, after Liu Ziming's cheeks twitched a few times, he gritted his teeth and called boldly, as if he wanted to speak, but when the words came to his mouth, he suddenly lost his courage. His dark face was full of awkward blush, and even his ears were as red as if they were dripping blood.

"Huh?"

Li Xian glanced at Liu Ziming suspiciously, frowned slightly, and said softly with a trace of dissatisfaction.

"Your Highness, the last general is willing to fight for you in all directions, but it's just those tribes..."

Seeing Li Xian's unhappy face, Liu Ziming immediately panicked and knelt on his knees, hissing Ai Ai.

The sequelae are finally coming! Liu Ziming said vaguely, but as soon as Li Xian heard it, he understood what was going on - he fought eight battles in five days. Except for the first two battles, which were to defeat the Tubo army head-on, the other six battles were all encircling and suppressing the tribes of Tubo tribes. Wherever they went, those who dared to resist would naturally be wiped clean, and even those who surrendered could not get it. Well, all the young and strong will be killed. All the cattle and sheep in the tribe can be taken away. If they can't take away, they will be killed on the spot. Only some helpless women and children are left for the besieged tribes. What they do is almost like locusts crossing. It's really cruel. It's okay at first, but after more battles, the army's complaints are also At the beginning, it began to increase, but because of Li Xian's identity, no one dared to mention it face to face, but the negative emotions in the battle became stronger and stronger.

"Does Ziming think I am cruel and unkind?"

Although Li Xian had made it clear that Liu Ziming wanted to say something, he was not angry because of it. He just frowned slightly and asked quietly.

"Your Highness, the last general dare not, but it's just that the people are innocent and ominous. The last general begs Your Highness to think twice."

Hearing Li Xian's question, Liu Ziming's face immediately changed. He turned pale, kowtowed, and admonitioned.

"Well, do you think so?"

Li Xian nodded and did not refute Liu Ziming's false words. Instead, he glanced at the rest of the whistles and asked quietly.

"Your Highness, I dare not wait. Team Liu is kind-hearted and bumped into Your Highness. I beg Your Highness to be loyal to you, so please forgive Team Liu for this time."

Although Liu Ziming has not been in the army for a long time, he is generous and straightforward. He has always loved his opponents and won the hearts of a group of sergeants. At this time, he saw that Li Xian's face was gloomy and cold. Everyone was afraid that Li Xian would punish him. They all of them all fell to the ground and spoke for Liu Ziming.

"Wait for you to get up. When you finish this battle, I will wait for an explanation and go!"

Although everyone didn't dare to say it, the flashing eyes were clearly disapproving of Li Xian's measures to kill him, but they didn't dare to say it clearly. Li Xian was a shrewd individual, how could he not see it? However, Li Xian didn't care and didn't explain much. He just waved his hand calmly and ordered him. After that, he didn't care how everyone reacted. He strode down the high/post, turned over the horse's back, kicked the horse in the abdomen, and rushed to his own army that had already prepared the formation...

As soon as the sky was dawn, the originally dead thorn tribe camp gradually woke up. Groups of children ran around in the camp, and most women were busy milking cattle and sheep, but the young people did not drive cattle and sheep to graze as usual, but hurriedly packed up all kinds of household goods and prepared to move. Busy before moving - Autumn is the season when cattle, sheep and horses grow fat and prepare for the winter. It is not appropriate to migrate. Otherwise, it will inevitably affect the growth of livestock. I'm afraid the loss of this winter will be great. Why don't you leave? Just because rumors of the Tang army's killing have been circulating on the nearby grassland in the past few days, for For the safety of safety, the thorn tribe had to make an early plan.

"Woo-woo..."

The movement of the thorn tribe can't be said to be immacistic, but it was just a waste of effort. When the tribe was not finished preparing for work, they suddenly heard a sad horn sound, and then the earth began to tremble slightly. Even if countless Tang cavalrymen gushed out of a low mountain beam inside and outside, a fiery red battle. The flag and the bright blades are intertwined into a picture of killing in hell. Before the people and horses arrived, the murderous spirit has soared to the sky.

It's chaotic, it's all chaotic. Although the thorn tribe is the largest Qiang tribe in the nearby area, and there are 2,000 people who can fight, but in the face of the well-equipped elite cavalry of the Tang army, it is just a local chicken and tile dog. It can't be a battle. Even if some brave warriors who dare to fight rushed out of the camp desperately and try to stop the charge of the Tang army, it can turn in an instant. It has been submerged in the tide-like Tang army, and even a wave has not been aroused. It's just a charge. The camp of the Spurs Tribe has been broken by the Tang army. All those who dare to resist have died under the knife. Except for some fast escape, all of them have fallen into the hands of the Tang army. Even the leader Wuhuti has not been able to escape. After the war, he was escorted to Li Xian by several fierce Tang soldiers.

"Kneel down!"

The thorn tribe stood on the opposite side of the Tang army in the First World War of Dafeichuan. A group of Tang sergeants were not polite to their leaders. Without waiting for Wuhuti to make any action, a Tang army leader had already scolded angrily, raised his foot and kicked Wuhuti's foot bent, and kicked him on a big horse, like a dead dog. He fell in front of Li Xian's horse.

"The Lord of the Heavenly Army spares his life, and the Lord of the Heavenly Army spares his life."

Wuhuti has heard a lot of rumors about the bloody killing of the Tang army these days. When he fell into the hands of the Tang army, his courage had long been broken. No matter how shameless, he lay on the ground and howled in a trembling voice in local dialect.

"Bring it up!"

Li Xian couldn't understand Wuhu's local dialect, and he didn't bother to listen to it. He didn't even look at it. He just waved his hand and shouted in a cold voice. As soon as he said, he saw that Li He personally led a small team of Tang officers and soldiers to help more than 20 ruffy men turn out from the back of the army.

This group of men who were brought out are all yellow-faced and thin people. They are all fluffy-headed beggars, like ghosts, and they exude a pungent smell all over their bodies. Even if they are far away, they make people hide their noses. The Tang officials and soldiers present do not know why Li Xian called out a group of beggars, and they can't help but be silly. What surprised the soldiers was that Li Xian actually got off the horse and went to welcome this group of beggars in person, which was full of uproar for a while.

"Xiao Wang Li Xian, he came a step late and made you feel wronged."

Li Xian ignored the an uproar of the troops, strode to the group of "beggars", bowed deeply, and saluted with an apologetic face.

"Your Highness, Your Highness..."

As soon as Li Xian's action came out, the men who were originally dull had tears in their eyes, and they all lay on the ground and cried.

"Don't be like this, but now the loneliness has come, and the princes are free. Who wants to encounter the public in the army recently? Don't be afraid. You will make the decision for you." Looking at the people who were crying, tears flashed in Li Xian's eyes, and his heart was full of intolerance - it was undoubtedly an extremely cruel thing to make people say the unbearable past in public, but for the sake of a big plan, Li Xian was still cruel and asked.

"Someone."

As soon as Li Xian's words fell, a tall and thin man suddenly stood up, wiped away the tears on his face, and arched his hand to Li Xian and said, "Your Highness, the little Lin Chengbin, was originally a cavalry under the command of General Xue. Da Feichuan fell into the enemy in the first battle. He knew that he could not escape death, but his heart was not spit out. Thank Your Highness to Lin. This is an opportunity."

"Please!"

Li Xian didn't say much, but waved his hand and motioned to Lin Chengbin to do it.

"Brothers, someone was also a member of the army, but Dafeichuan was seriously injured and was captured in the first battle. He was ashamed of the court. He should have died early. Now he can see his robe. His wish is enough. However, Lin still has a few words to tell him. If the public fights, he can die, and he must not fall into the hands of the thief. Otherwise, Lin is an example. Look, take a good look. Well, so-and-so are slaves. Do you know what slaves are? Let's take a look. More than a hundred brothers. It's only a month, and there are only 20 people left who are not human and ghosts. What I'm waiting to eat is..."

Lin Chengbin has obviously read a lot of books. He is very eloquent and speaks well. The tragedy of his experience made all the troops cry sadly. For a moment, he sobbed loudly. I don't know how many people shed tears, and even Li Xian, the coach, burst into tears.

"All the troops have heard it. This is a deadly battle between the two nations. If we are defeated, not only will we suffer from Lin Qi Cao and others, but also the homes and relatives behind us can't escape the humiliation of the Hu Chief. You can know that in the Northern and Southern Dynasties, China was weak, and the Han people in the north lost their enemies, and thousands of people died. It seems to be such a tragedy. I may allow it to be repeated?" As soon as Lin Chengbin finished his words, Li Xian jumped on the horse, looked around at the officers and soldiers, and shouted loudly.

"No, no, no!"

The emotions of the officers and soldiers of the Tang Dynasty have long been ignited, and their hearts were of the same hatred. As soon as they heard Li Xian's question, they shouted with one voice.

"Very good, the tragedy can't be repeated. How should I deal with it for this? Answer me!"

Li Xian nodded with a solemn face, and then asked a question.

"Blood for blood, tooth for tooth, kill, kill, kill!"

As soon as Li Xian's problem came out, the royal guards, who had already been instructed by Li Xian in advance, immediately shouted and drank it. Immediately, the whole army also roared and made the bloodiest oath.

"Very good, I will wait and see!" The purpose of Li Xian's performance was to unify the thoughts of the whole army. Now the purpose has been achieved. As soon as he raised his hand, he pulled out the horizontal knife around his waist and threw it casually. The long knife crossed an arc in the air, and then inserted it straight in front of Lin Chengbin.

"Thank you, Your Highness, someone can die!"

When Lin Chengbin saw Li Xian throwing a knife at himself, he mistakenly thought that Li Xian wanted him to take his own death. His face turned white in an instant, but he did not hesitate much. With the knife in his hand, he planned to wipe it off his neck.

"Hence, did I let you die? If you didn't redeem your sins on the battlefield, how can you die? Go, cut off the thief chief, change your clothes, and go with me!" Li Xian did not intend to let Lin Chengbin die like this, so he scolded him. Although his tone was harsh, it was appreciative inside.

"Thank you, Your Highness!"

Lin Chengbin obviously understood Li Xian's words, and his spirit was refreshed in an instant. After answering respectfully, he held the knife in his hand and walked to the side of Wuhu, who was kneeling on the ground,

"Don't kill me, don't, ah..."

Although Wuhuti couldn't understand what the Tang army said there, he knew that Lin Chengbin had bad intentions here. At that time, he was scared to pee and howled and begged for mercy. However, Lin Chengbin was tortured by the thorn tribe these days. How could he let go of the culprit? When his knife fell, he had already stopped Wuhuti's waist. Cut it into two pieces.

In the blood splashing everywhere, the dying howling echoed sadly on the grassland...