Lord Moyu was forced to open

Feng Bin, who was watching the merciless massacre in the Muhar tribe by his subordinates, suddenly received a message.

"Master Commander, the old man who claimed to be the High Priest of the Muhar Department just now wanted to see you."

Feng Bin raised his eyebrows and said with a sneer, "I thought they could be tough.

Bring him to see the general! "

"promise!"

Soon, Bayanmengke, who was still in high spirits just now, appeared in front of Feng Bin once again, as if he was sluggish like a candle in the wind.

"General Feng, tell them to stop!"

Feng Bin glanced at him and sneered, "Why?"

Bayanmengke sighed: "The general just wants to kill enough people to give Tian Khan an explanation. Our Muhar department will send out enough people to take over the punishment of Tian Khan. Please stop the general."

"Hmph! If I knew today, why bother! I was going to let you send someone out by yourself just now and you didn't want to, why are you willing now?"

Feng Bin said coldly.

"It's me who is too arrogant, please be merciful, General." Bayanmengke could only say in a begging tone.

With a plop, he knelt down in front of Feng Bin.

After a long time, Feng Bin snorted coldly and said: "Let everyone come back!"

"promise!"

Immediately someone went to deliver the order, and Feng Bin turned his head to Bayan Mengke who was still kneeling on the ground and said coldly:

"I only give you half an hour, and after half an hour, all the damned people will walk out with their hands tied.

If there are not enough people by then, we will kill two more if one is missing!

You can figure it out!Don't say I didn't warn you in advance. "

"Thanks! Thanks General! We'll be ready!"

Bayan Mengke slammed his head on the ground, Feng Bin turned and left with a cold snort.

At this time, the Yunzhou Army, which was still in the tribe just now and killed people when they saw them, quickly retreated amid the sound of the horn of withdrawing troops, and lined up and stood back to their positions.

Polk, who was stopped outside just now, hurried in and helped the high priest on the ground: "High priest, are you okay!"

Bayan Mengke waved his hand, turned his head and said: "Let all the clansmen gather, we only have half an hour, if it exceeds, one less person will kill two more."

"Damn it! They bastards!"

When Polk heard this, he clenched his fists and was about to explode, but was stopped by the high priest shaking his head.

"Okay, Polk, don't mess around, or you'll be harming the tribe.

The weak prey on the strong, who makes us not as strong as the other, then we can only act according to the other's rules.

Let everyone know! "

"Yes, High Priest."

Obviously, Polk is still very unwilling, but he is not stupid. He knows that the high priest is right. He alone cannot save the whole tribe. If he goes back to act impulsively now, the whole tribe will only be harmed in the end.

It's okay to die by yourself, but you can't drag the tribe down, just like those soldiers just didn't want to drag down their families because of themselves.

Soon, all the high-level leaders of the Hamur tribe gathered together. After listening to the conditions conveyed by the high priest, someone immediately asked, "How should these candidates be selected?"

The high priest looked deeply, and said after a while: "Give priority to the old people in the tribe. We old guys are useless. If we can sacrifice us to leave more young people for the tribe, it will be worth it."

Everyone was silent, and then nodded in unison, which was nothing unacceptable to them.

When the white disaster came on the grassland, the old people in the tribe would always be placed at the outermost edge of the tribe. To put it bluntly, these old people on the grassland were destined to be sacrificed.

"But the number of elderly people is still far behind."

Humane.

Bayan Mengke wrapped the cotton coat around his body forcefully, and then said in a cold tone: "Then use a woman!

Especially the women snatched from those small tribes, fill them all in!
They are the disaster stars. If it weren't for them, these damned little tribes, how could our Muhal tribe be so humiliated! "

There was hatred in Bayanmengke's eyes.

The other people in the tent obviously thought the same way, without any hesitation, they just nodded and agreed, taking the women, especially the tribesmen who were captured from those small tribes, as the top decision.

But in the end, after calculation, the number of people was still not enough.

At this moment, the curtain of the big tent was suddenly opened, and outside the door were densely packed with strong men from the Muhar tribe.

"High Priest, let us take the final count. We are all orphans. The tribe has raised us up. Now is the time for us to repay the tribe!"

Bayanmengke and the others came out to have a look, and they did not know when the outside was surrounded by people from the tribe.

And in the front of the crowd, there are many young men from many tribes.

Many of them are known to the high priest. They were raised by the tribe after their parents died fighting for the tribe.

Now he took the initiative to stand up, and Bayan burst into tears instantly, but he didn't know how to refuse.

After a while, Bayanmengke took a deep breath and nodded heavily after forcing back the tears from the corners of his eyes.

……

After half an hour.

Outside the Muhar tribe, a series of people whose hands and feet were bound slowly came out of the Muhar tribe, and then walked to the station under the guidance of the Yunzhou Army and stood there.

This process lasted for nearly half an hour before it was considered over.

During the period, the soldiers of the Yunzhou Army noticed that all the women among these people were laughing, but they didn't look scared at all.

Of course they are not afraid, they are all women from the tribes that were annexed by Muhal, when they learned that Muhal tribe was forced to come to the door by Tian Khan, and they wanted to kill twice the population of their tribe as punishment They are all going crazy!

Nemesis!retribution!

They killed their fathers, brothers and children, mothers and even all their relatives, and also wiped out their tribe. Now it's their turn to suffer, how can they be unhappy.

Even if they know that they are also regarded as the top, they are still very happy, because they know very well that there are not many of them.

In order to make up enough of this amount, no matter what, Muhal's department would have to bleed a lot.

Sure enough, they saw many young men from the Muhar tribe in the crowd.

This made them even happier.

Even if you are going to die the next moment!

Whoosh whoosh! ! !
A burst of machine guns sounded, and the overwhelming rain of crossbow arrows instantly enveloped the crowd they arranged to stand together on the opposite side.

Accompanied by the sound of sharp weapons piercing into the flesh, these Muhars who were selected to die were immediately harvested one after another like wheat, and fell down row by row!

Among the crossbowmen, some hands were trembling.

This kind of killing puts too much pressure on his heart. It doesn't look like on the battlefield, you are fighting to the death, this is a naked massacre!
Feng Bin, who was on patrol, saw him, walked to his side, looked at his trembling hands and suddenly said:
"Once upon a time, my parents were killed in this way by these Tatars.

In the eyes of these foreign races, we Song people are just two-legged sheep, which are their spare ingredients.

Today, it's just an eye for an eye.

Hold the weapon in your hand tightly, and let every arrow it shoots hit the Tatars, even if it is only for the Song people who were mercilessly killed by them. "

The next moment, the crossbowman's hand stopped shaking, and the crossbow machine stabilized, but his speed of changing the crossbow box was three points faster than others!

The force of pulling the trigger is even heavier!
……

(End of this chapter)