Water Margin people

“Who told you that you would be given land when you come?”

Eugene III looked at Xin Qiji and asked.

“That’s what they say on the grassland!”

Xin Qiji spoke.

"On the grassland? Turkic people?"

Eugene III had an idea that the Huns were too fierce and the Turks could not control them, so he tricked them into joining the war.

"Which land do you want?"

Eugene III looked at Xin Qiji and asked.

"It's really nice here! The climate is warm, the terrain is flat, and there is water!"

Xin Qiji pointed to the land beneath his feet and said.

All the kings looked unhappy. They thought that the Huns were too greedy. This was the best and most central land. How could they give it to the Huns?

"Want to be here? Then you have to show enough value!"

Eugene III looked at Xin Qiji and said.

"You will know our strength!"

Xin Qiji raised the saber in his hand and spoke proudly.

"Okay, I really want to see your strength!"

After Eugene III finished speaking, he took his men away, and the rest of the Western soldiers also left one after another, and even those in one military camp stayed far away.

"Is that how you deal with it?"

A soldier whispered beside Xin Qiji.

"I thought these Westerners were so difficult to deal with, but now I see they are just trash!"

Xin Qiji also whispered that he did this on purpose today, just to pretend to be a barbarian, so that it would be more in line with the image of the Huns in the eyes of Westerners.

Xin Qiji prepared several scenarios and was even prepared to kill a few people for real to try, but he didn't expect that these Westerners would believe it as soon as he made his move.

"That's it, let's eat and drink well!"

Xin Qiji led everyone into the tent and began to eat meat, drink, sing and dance.

"These barbarians!"

The kings who had just left and had not gone far heard the Huns' singing and said with frowns.

"Forget it, just let them die later."

Eugene III waved his hand and said that dealing with Qi was the top priority now, and the rest could be tolerated.

"Your Holiness, are you really going to leave these Huns behind?"

Some kings expressed dissatisfaction, saying that they felt leaving these barbarians behind would bring shame to their army.

"These barbarians have given us a tactic to deal with Qi."

Eugene III said to the kings with a serious face.

"Tactics?"

All the kings immediately became alert and looked at Eugene III, ready to listen carefully.

"Yes, you have seen that these Xiongnu people came from the north on fast horses, and Qi State had no way to deal with them. Why can't we do the same?"

Eugene III spoke.

"Light cavalry charge!"

All the kings immediately realized that this was a common tactic used by the grassland peoples.

But this tactic is not very popular in the West. The West has long preferred large-scale military operations, with heavy armored infantry crushing or heavy armored cavalry charging.

“It’s so big!”

The kings suddenly realized that their previous tactics were wrong. They wanted to defeat Qi with a large army.

But Qi State used artillery to kill them all. If they used cavalry to attack quickly, the enemy's artillery would be useless.

"But we don't have that many war horses!"

Someone pointed out the difficulty that they did not have so many war horses.

"Go and find it. I don't believe there won't be any war horses in the entire West!"

Eugene III spoke.

Everyone took the order and went to find someone to make arrangements. They had a lot of horses in their country, but they were reluctant to give them up. However, as the decisive battle was imminent, they had no choice.

Bernard came back quickly. He had finished his campaign and was eager to bring back the good news.

Bernard had just crossed the Po River when he encountered a patrol.

"Master Bernard, you are finally back. A group of Huns went to Verona."

The leading general looked at Bernard and said, this man was one of Bernard's confidants. "Huns? Which Huns came to Verona?"

Bernard frowned.

"Yes, those barbarians are so abominable. They cause trouble as soon as they come..."

Several generals were talking at once about the faults of the Huns.

Bernard was in no mood to listen to this, so he took his men and rushed to Verona.

"Your Holiness, I'm back!"

Bernard saluted to Eugene III.

"how's it going?"

Eugene III looked at Bernard and asked, and the other kings also looked at Bernard. This step was the most important in their plan.

"Qi has agreed to the duel! The location is near Verona, but the time they chose is half a month later."

Bernard spoke up.

"Half a month later?"

Everyone was quite happy at first, but when they heard it would take half a month, they frowned again. This was much later than they had planned.

"It's just right that we wait for the warhorse."

Eugene III spoke.

"Your Holiness, what's going on with the Huns? Why did they come to help us?"

Bernard asked, looking at Eugene III.

Bella III explained the details of the situation.

"The Huns are coming to help us?"

The more Bernard listened, the more uncomfortable it felt. They had little contact with the Huns and they were enemies many years ago, so their relationship was very bad.

"It's nothing more than wanting some benefits!"

Bella III spoke.

"Some benefits? Then why are they asking us for it? They should have a better relationship with Saladin!"

Bernard said that although the Cuman Khanate now borders the West, the relationship between the two sides is very poor and there is not much communication. On the contrary, the Cuman Khanate has a good relationship with the Arabs.

"Who knows? But they are here, and Qi is hot on their trail. If their horses weren't fast, they would have been stopped by Qi."

Bella III said.

Bernard also frowned when talking about this. He also saw the Qi army leaving the city in Venice. This could not be false.

"Your Holiness, I'm going to the barracks to take a look!"

Bernard looked at Eugene III and said.

"Those people are very barbaric, so be careful!"

Eugene III warned that he had had enough of the Huns' barbarity.

Bernard went directly to the military camp, where he planned to stay and observe.

But as soon as he entered the barracks, Bernard heard the sound of laughter.

"What is this for?"

Bernard frowned and said, the military camp is a serious place, how can it be so noisy?

"It's those Huns. They do this all day long and don't follow military regulations at all."

An officer spoke.

"Didn't you explain it?"

Bernard asked, looking at the officer.

"We sent people to talk to them, but the Huns wouldn't listen. If we talked too much, they would resort to violence."

The officer said helplessly that it was impossible to communicate with a group of barbarians.

Bernard walked into the military camp with a frown and went straight to the Huns' tent.

I saw a group of Huns singing and dancing in the tent, with food spread everywhere.

"What are you doing? This is a military camp!"

Bernard roared in a deep voice.

"Who are you? Why did you enter our tent?"

Several Turks glared at Bernard and shouted.

"How dare you! This is Saint Bernard!"

Several guards stepped forward and shouted that they were Bernard's guards and must protect Bernard's dignity. (End of this chapter)