Ming Zuo

Chapter 1669 The Dust Settles
The Wehrmacht did not think, and neither did the Khalkha Mongols.

In the end, it was the ordinary Mongolian herdsmen who had never cared about it before, who completed the final battle and completely changed the history of the grassland.

Where there is oppression, there is resistance.

This sentence is really the greatest wisdom.

The previous Mongolian herdsmen did not want to resist, but they were not strong enough and could not get any help.

Therefore, they can only be desperate and brainwashed by religion, obediently becoming the cattle and sheep of the princes and nobles.

But once the door of fate is opened and they see the face of a new life, how can their hearts remain peaceful?

Even if they don't think about themselves, they certainly don't want their children and grandchildren to remain slaves and cannon fodder, living a precarious life.

It can be said that in order to change the ecological rules of this land for thousands of years, their desire is stronger than anyone else.

This strong will eventually turned into a power to change the world, and it broke out at the most critical moment.

No one knows how many Mongolian herders there are, but at this moment they are like a flood sweeping from the west, covering the entire land.

The Khalkha Mongolian cavalry, who escaped from death and broke through the Second Cavalry Division, were completely desperate at this moment.

They didn't have the extra strength to complete another charge, and they thought they could return to Hulan after breaking through the Second Cavalry Division, so they lost their energy and energy.

It is completely impossible to mention it again.

Riding on horseback, watching this magnificent scene, Wang Siyi's heart was surging.

At this point, her last worry was gone.

"Did you see it? This is the root cause of your failure. Going against the general trend of Huanghuang history and clinging to the remnants of feudalism, your fate is destined to be wiped out."

She saw it, and Xu Yaqing naturally saw it too.

Seeing the last afterglow of Khalkha Mongolian cavalry being swallowed up by the boundless Mongolian herdsmen, Xu Yaqing knew that everything was over.

Panic and despair made her make crazy choices.

She jumped up from the horse and rushed straight at Wang Siyi.

The person is still in the air, and the weapon in his hand is shining blue and strange in the sunlight.

She knew she was doomed.

But if she could make Zuo Menggeng suffer too before she died, she would be content in hell.

The surrounding guards were indifferent to her actions, and even thought she was in a daze.

Wang Siyi also pursed her lips, revealing a touch of sarcasm.Immediately, he even smashed the knife with its sheath directly, without thinking about any moves.

Xu Yaqing had known for a long time that Wang Siyi was on guard, and she had already thought of more than a dozen countermeasures.

But when everything happened, she suddenly discovered that fantasies are fantasies after all.

In the face of absolute strength, the conspiracy is completely vulnerable.

She also finally understood why this heroic woman in front of her was able to command hundreds of thousands of troops across the world.

The scabbard that hit her was so powerful that it could destroy everything, so she had no doubt that once it hit her, she would end up with broken bones and tendons.

In mid-air, Xu Yaqing gritted her teeth, twisted her body abruptly, and threw out three poison darts at the same time.

Don't want to hurt Wang Siyi, just delay her, then there will be a chance.

Then she was dumbfounded to see that Wang Siyi just raised his left arm and swept it indiscriminately, and the three poison darts fell to the ground with a clanging sound.

The woman actually wore arm armor.

Although the poison dart is sharp, but this kind of small gadget in the world is not as good as the bite of a mosquito in the face of the absolute defense of the army.

At the same time, Wang Siyi turned the scabbard with such great power abruptly, and swept it sideways towards Xu Yaqing.

This time, Xu Yaqing's strength was exhausted, and there was no possibility of moving, so she could only block her teeth with the sword in her hand.

The sound of swords and swords colliding and the friction of metal and stone is terrifying.

However, the contrast of strong and weak forces showed different results.

Xu Yaqing's sword was broken in two, and she let out a cry of pain, and flew upside down like a kite with a broken string, and fell heavily on the ground, with four or five ribs broken.

Wang Siyi sat upright on the horse and was not shaken at all.

Looking down at Xu Yaqing who could no longer get up, Wang Siyi sneered.

"Are you puzzled, why so many plans failed once? Do you think that killing Zhao Si will eliminate future troubles?"

In Wang Siyi's words, Xu Yaqing's maid came to Wang Siyi's side prettyly, and saluted respectfully and obediently.

Seeing this scene, Xu Yaqing spurted blood wildly.

This maid, but left to her by her father, has been with her since she was very young, no matter how she thinks about it, she is impossible to betray.

Xu Yaqing is suspicious by nature and distrusts everyone in the church, but this maid is the most reassuring.

As a result, tell her now that the person least likely to rebel has rebelled.

This hurt her heart more than the injury on her body.

If Zuo Menggeng was in person at this time, he would definitely tell her.

There is no such thing as loyalty in this world.

The reason for loyalty is that the profit of betrayal is not large enough.

When the empire helped the maid find her biological parents and the family could be reunited, the betrayal became a matter of course.

Wang Siyi is not such a patient person, it is rare to be able to talk so much with Xu Yaqing.

The battlefield in the distance is in full swing, making her blood surging.

She knew that this would be her last battle on the front line.

Compared with dealing with Xu Yaqing, drawing a perfect end to his war career is more important than anything else.

Wang Siyi drew out the knife and pointed it into the distance.

"Don't let the herdsmen fight alone, tell the soldiers that the desert will return to the empire's territory, today!"

After the passionate declaration, she took the lead and rushed towards the battlefield like a dragon.

Behind her, thousands of troops roared to keep up, and began to measure the new land.

In the distance, a large group of lamas surrounded Gyaltsan Dharma King.

Amidst the high-pitched chanting, Dharma King Gyalzan was bleeding like a fountain, staring at God with great sadness, and ended his life of glory and wealth.

After doing all this, the lamas regained their compassion and compassion, and followed in the footsteps of the National Defense Forces, determined to change their way of life.

Nothing is left on the ground that the Wehrmacht has trod.

The soil is churning, and the vegetation is broken.

Occasionally, a small piece of white gauze is blown up by the wind, fluttering and fluttering, but there is no place to stay.

Just like Xu Yaqing's dead soul, in this desolate place, in this magnificent historical tide, has become ashes that no longer attract people's attention.

Maybe in the place where she turned into meat, the most beautiful wild flowers will bloom next year, giving this place a new life.

With the help of grassland herdsmen, hundreds of thousands of National Defense Forces successfully completed their deployment.

Mobei, the dust has finally settled!
(End of this chapter)