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Chapter 294 Eight hundred iron cavalry, red silk sun and moon

"Yes..." The crisp sound of horseshoes echoed across the wasteland.

At first it was just the sound of a horse, and then the hoofbeats grew louder and denser until the ground trembled.

A group of Hun men rode horses, fleeing in panic in front of the horses, while an iron cavalry was rushing towards the rear.

"Don't run away! Stop! Stop! Shoot your arrows! Shoot your arrows!" A Hun man who looked like a leader shouted loudly, but it was of no use at all.

Beside him, the Hun cavalry scattered and fled in all directions: "Run away! Run away..."

According to his order, some people turned around and bowed their bows to shoot arrows. Scattered arrows passed through a space of tens of meters and fell towards the iron cavalry behind.

Regardless of the cavalry in the rear, they lowered their bodies, lowered their halberds, and rushed forward!

Scattered arrows fell on the iron cavalry, but were blocked by Zhajia and slipped aside.

If it fell on a part without armor, it would only be a flesh wound, not fatal at all, and the knight on the horse would just grunt and ignore it.

"Hey...ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..." Suddenly, someone roared loudly among the cavalry.

The roar was like thunder, and also like the roar of a hell devil, echoing over the grassland.

Hearing this roar, the Hun men became even more panicked as if they heard the roar of a monster. Even the horses under their seats seemed to panic.

The impacting cavalry yelled in unison, and the divination long halberds were neatly raised and held in their hands.

Cold light shines.

rush!rush!rush!
The Hun knight who had just turned back to shoot the arrow slowed down, but now it was too late to speed up.

They could only see a forest of halberds behind them, with a cold light.

"puff!"

"hiss……"

The divination halberd pierced their backs and bodies, dragged them off their horses, and then the cavalry continued to charge wildly without stopping.

Go go go go go go!

Dealing with these Hun soldiers does not require any tactics and strategies.

It is only necessary to give full play to the greatest advantages of farming civilization in facing the nomads.

discipline!Discipline of steel!

Regardless of personal life and death, no matter what happens, never look back, never shrink back, never stop.

Even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, as long as you give an order, you will rush forward!

As long as the people in front are full of knives and flames, the people behind can step on the corpses of their companions in front and rush over without hindrance.

What's more, the ones in front are just a group of herdsman cavalry who bully the weak and fear the hard, fight on their own, only know how to fight guerrillas, and shoot cold arrows.

Never have they seen such a massive, cold and ruthless charge!
On the wasteland, eight hundred iron cavalry chased behind thousands of Xiongnu cavalry, like wolves driving a flock of sheep, chasing and devouring, leaving behind a lot of corpses.

No matter what tribal leader you are, what clan warrior you are, or what archery supernatural power you are, you are all vulnerable to this kind of power.

This is probably the first time in human history that a farming civilization has defeated the nomads steadily, and they have no power to parry.

This is probably also the peak era of China's military force, which is unprecedented or even unprecedented. A pair of nephews and uncles relied on a hundred thousand cavalry to drive the Tartars to nowhere, and had to retreat to Central Asia and even Europe. The weak chickens in Asia and Europe cried for their fathers and mothers, got a chance to breathe, and slowly gained a firm foothold.It was not until a thousand years later that they finally learned the strict hierarchy and strict discipline of farming civilization, integrated into a huge empire, and made a comeback.

At this moment, the eight hundred cavalry in the army did not know that they had made history, they were already red-eyed, like a group of ferocious wolves, chasing every poor lamb, and then Kill them.

In the south of the desert, the setting sun is like blood. The young general is by the Yinma River.

The delicate silk and satin was wiped across the Frost Blade, and then the young man casually discarded it.

The young man looked down at the silk and satin being swept up by the river and disappeared, and asked in a deep voice, "How about the battle damage?"

"Reporting to the captain, 22 people were damaged in battle, 27 people were injured, and 3 people were seriously injured."

"Annihilating the enemy geometry?"

"About a thousand people, still counting..."

Only dozens of people were damaged in the battle, but a thousand people were annihilated. This is still a completely unequal battle with more than [-] people, and a completely unequal record.

From here, you can hear the laughter of the soldiers behind you.

"Hmm..." The boy remained calm, "Order the soldiers to rest well, and continue the long-distance raid before sunrise tomorrow!"

"Yes!" The man behind him turned around to deliver the order.

The boy turned his head and looked at the blood-stained soldiers behind him.

Feeling the boy's gaze, all the soldiers calmed down and looked at him with eyes full of reverence.

The boy had already taken off the armor on his body, and even changed into a new set of clothes. It was clean and tidy, not at all like after a fierce battle.

The young man standing by the river, with a face like a crown of jade, is impeccably handsome, his eyes are indifferent and seem to have no emotion at all.

This general, he does not love soldiers like his son, nor does he enjoy himself with soldiers, and is even a bit arrogant and extravagant.

But this does not affect the soldiers respect him, eager to follow him.

Because this is a general who can win battles and keep you alive.

"Report to Captain, the prisoners have been counted..." A soldier came to report again.

"how many people?"

"152 people."

The young man moved forward, and several guards hurriedly followed closely. More than 100 captives looked at the young man with dejected expressions, as if they were looking at a demon from hell.

"I want 25 people to join my cavalry, if you are willing to join me, stand up!"

The crowd huddled, and after a while, someone slowly stood up.

"Kill the others." When there were enough people, the boy waved his hand.

Beside, the soldiers came out with swords and soldiers, and blood flowed everywhere.

"You can't kill me, I'm Ruohou, I'm Shanyu's grandfather..." Suddenly, an old Hun shouted, "I can be redeemed..."

With a sound of "poof", an arrow shot into his chest, he coughed a few times, and fell to the ground dead without making any more sound.

The young man lowered his golden bow and turned to look at the 25 Hun soldiers who stood up.

Under his gaze, the Xiongnu soldiers shivered, like a few chicks whose feathers had been stripped.

"Under my command, there is only one request, which is strictly prohibited."

"Those who follow my orders will flourish, and those who disobey my orders will be killed without mercy."

After speaking, the boy turned around and walked to the river.

A luxurious tent has been set up.

A follower quickly chased after him, lowered his voice, and asked, "Captain... Xiaobai, are you okay?"

The young man stopped in his tracks, his gaze was fixed on the turbulent river in front of him, he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the frozen indifference in his eyes had already melted.

"Fortunately...Jiang Wei, are you not injured?"

"A small injury, it has been treated." Jiang Wei touched the arrow wound on his left arm.

"Rest well at night, there are still fifteen hours left, and tomorrow morning, we will raid Luo Gu." Gu Xiaobai said.

"Yes." Jiang Wei responded.

Gu Xiaobai looked at Dahe in front of him, and continued to remain silent.

When people come out to hang out, they always have to pay back.

He never thought that the trial of "The Ballad of a Horse" would actually be a battle against Monan.

It was precisely because he entered the trial of "The Ballad of a Horse" before the preliminary round of the finals that he decided to sing the most ruthless "Can You Do It".

Even after the song is over, no matter how bad the result is, how rare is it to lead [-] cavalry and go deep into the enemy's hinterland alone?

God knows, before this, he was just a boy in an ivory tower, how could he fight and fight?

Huo Qubing, who judges others by himself, isn't he also an ivory tower boy living in the palace?How did such a young man become invincible and sealed off as a wolf?

And since he came, he couldn't live up to his identity, Huo Qubing, the No. 1 general in the ages, so he could only do his best.

But if it's only him, he can't do it.

In order to keep himself as rational as possible, even in the army, he still kept a distance, and did not talk, communicate, or communicate with any soldiers. In his heart, he tried his best to convince himself.

These are NPCs! NPCs!Don't think of them as real people!

You are just repeating a piece of history!
Only in this way can the boy in the ivory tower become a peerless general.

Turn everything into rational, quantifiable data.

Turn everything into what Gu Xiaobai is best at.

Was it the same for Huo Qubing back then, who was able to use troops so extreme and resolutely, yet reaped such miraculous results?
But if this is the case, it is impossible to lead troops.

The reason why he can do this is because he has Jiang Wei.

Jiang Wei silently undertook all the dirty work. He plunged himself into this world, stained his body with blood and tears, and became Gu Xiaobai's link to this world.

At this moment, after a great battle, Jiang Wei's "Xiaobai" shattered his rational state of mind. The young man once again changed from the invincible Huo Qubing to Gu Xiaobai in the ivory tower. He turned around , looked at the wilderness littered with corpses, and the eight hundred iron cavalry who were exhausted.

Is this what I want?

In this world, how many people are like them, burning blood and tears, fighting in the desert.

It's just for the rise of a strong man, and for the border to be free from Huns' disturbance.

Do they have a lover waiting at home, do they have children looking forward to it, and parents crying?
They are also real people, can I really treat them as NPCs?

No, Gu Xiaobai, now is not the time to think about this, you have to be strong!

You are not Gu Xiaobai, you are Huo Qubing!You can bring them all back alive only by treating them as NPCs!
But the mood, or slowly broke.

Gu Xiaobai sat by the river, unspeakably panicked and dazed.

Am I Huo Qubing with countless bloodstained hands, or Gu Xiaobai, the tyrant in the ivory tower?
Those who died at my hands, did they just hope that their families would be happier, that they would be fed and clothed?

Are they wrong?
Why should I take on these?
Shall I give up now and wake up now?
The rest... What about him?Just leave it to the deity of this body to do it.

Anyway, I was just a passerby.

What if the trial fails?
If he was not in the army at this moment, Gu Xiaobai really wanted to go home and cry bitterly in his parents' arms.

He has never been so vulnerable.

It's like the feelings that were blocked before have all come back.

The human brain is not a machine, and it is impossible for a human being to be completely rational.

Even someone like Gu Xiaobai, who has strong control over his brain, can't do it.

The sun has gradually sunk below the floor, a round of bright moon hangs high in the sky, and at dusk, the dusk is getting thicker.

Gu Xiaobai looked down at his own reflection in the water in frustration.

Great victory, but great sorrow.

At this moment, misty flute sound came from the opposite side of the river.

Wait, this voice...

This is clearly the sound of a fife, and it is the sound of a fife with a membrane!

How can this be?

Gu Xiaobai raised his head suddenly, and saw a woman in a long skirt standing on the opposite side of the river.

A flute with many scales was held in her hand.

The thousandth flute, dull in color, seems to have gone through many years.

But the woman standing there still vaguely looked the same as before.

When she saw Gu Xiaobai's gaze, she put down her flute, waved her hands, and danced on the spot.

The white skirt is like frost, the red is like blood, the setting sun is like fire, and the full moon is bright and clean.

An ethereal singing voice came:
"Beating the drums and boring them, and actively employing troops. The earth's city is full of water, and I travel south alone..."

Gu Xiaobai's eyes opened wider and wider.

how can that be!

How can it be!

Nearly a thousand years later, across the river, Gu Xiaobai, little moth!
(Note 1: According to historical records, Huo Qubing didn’t love soldiers like sons. When some soldiers were too hungry to stand up, he couldn’t finish the food and played football. Even so, soldiers still liked to follow him. )
　This volume is called "Love in a Thousand Years". Anyone who has read Uncle Ha's previous books knows that Uncle Ha likes the subject of time and space very much, so the attribute of time and space may play well... and each book has a hidden meaning. A huge and extremely complex world view is often the end of the whole book, the tip of the iceberg, and this book is no exception.

　　Many people have said that they don't like the plot of the ancient trial, but the plot of the trial is for the real plot, and skipping the trial will affect the empathy for the song.In addition, if you skip this plot, you may also skip a world of "Li·Songshen"...

　　Well, this is really an urban entertainment novel!

　　I know you guys want to complain about me, it's okay, I'm not afraid!You can't complain!la la la la la ~
　　
　
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