Chapter 311 Dignity is only as good as the edge of the sword
After the Tatars destroyed the combat effectiveness of the caravan, they began to slow down their attack speed and surrounded the caravan on horseback, just like a cat playing with a mouse, admiring the merchants. The panicked expressions of everyone in the team.
They were aloof, their eyes were fierce and playful, and they were cursing.
“Hey, you unfamiliar white-eyed wolf! It’s been so many years, and I’m still thinking about contacting Da Zhou. I must tell Zuo Danghu about this!”
“Yes. , tear apart your family members in Wuzhou! I must skin you alive and make drums!”
"Hahaha, don't you admire that little bitch? You should shout! See if that little bitch will come to save you!"
A Tatar ran to the carriage and picked it up with a riding crop. woman's chin , said with a lewd smile: "Hey, it's still a ewe that has just given birth. I'll have a taste of you later!"
Seeing that his daughter-in-law was being teased, Ma Nantian rushed over in a hurry, but was beaten by Tatar. He fell to the ground with a whip.
The woman was trembling with fear, but she still hugged the swaddled baby tightly.
She turned slightly sideways, trying to block Tatar's sight with her thin body.
However, all this is in vain.
Tatar quickly noticed the kitten-like baby. With lightning speed, he bent down and snatched the child from the woman's arms.
"Child, my child! Father-in-law, please save our little pony!"
The woman panicked and stretched out her hand to snatch it back, but was pulled over by the Tatar. Pushed to the ground.
The woman struggled desperately. Although her clothes were torn, her eyes were still fixed on the child.
This child is my husband’s posthumous son, and my husband only has this bloodline!
This child is like a new toy for the Tatars. They toss the child around in the air like a ball.
Ma Nantian is going crazy!
He was lame on one leg and his body was covered in blood, chasing the child everywhere.
He didn't dare to bet. He was afraid that the Tatars would throw the child to the ground. The child was still so young and couldn't turn over yet!
The rest of the caravan hated the Tatars. Their eyes were red and they wanted to cut him into pieces!
But, they can't do it.
All the young men in the caravan were injured, and some even had an arm cut off.
The red blood flows on the vast earth.
The vulture, the messenger of death, seemed to smell the breath of death, hovering over the caravan and making an ominous cry.
The Tatars soon grew tired of this child-throwing game.
The last Tatar raised the child high and was about to smash it to the ground.
The woman closed her eyes in despair. The boundless anger and despair, like a terrifying giant beast, almost tore her whole body apart.
If the sky has eyes, why not save my poor child?
If gods have spirits, why do they still let these demons walk in the world?
If someone can really save his child, no matter whether he is a god or a ghost, he is willing to sincerely believe in him and even become a slave!
Just when everyone was in despair, the Tatar who threw the child was stunned.
A sharp arrow pierced his chest!
On the sharp triangular arrow, the first drop of blood is about to fall. The white arrow feathers trembled slightly, and it seemed that the buzzing sound just now could be heard!
A ferocious smile froze on Tatar's face, but his pupils gradually dilated, and he was obviously dead.
Looking at this scene, no one realized what was happening. They all stared at the Tatar stupidly.
I saw him slowly softening his body like a slow-motion replay. The baby in his hands lost the strength to support it and was about to fall to the ground!
Ma Nantian never took his attention away from the child. He used all his strength to breastfeed, jumped up, and hugged the child tightly!
Back in the familiar embrace, the baby started to cry loudly. The harsh cry woke up everyone who was stunned.
"The enemy is attacking!"
"The enemy is attacking!"
The Tatars no longer had the leisure to play with the caravan just now. After quickly forming a defensive formation, they looked at the sharp arrows with vigilance. The direction of the shot.
Everyone in the caravan also looked over, wondering which tribe on the grassland was coming? Will my group of people fall into the wolf's den just after escaping from the tiger's mouth?
Ma Nantian held the child in his arms and looked at the Tatars preparing for battle. He could faintly feel that the Tatars were nervous and scared!
Who could make the king of the grassland look so panicked?
Ma Nantian’s hand holding the child became tighter and tighter, his eyes fixed on the small hill not far away.
The first thing to show up is a flag. Like the rising sun, the flag is revealed bit by bit, fluttering in the wind.
[General Zhenglu] The five characters, on the endless grassland, attract everyone's attention domineeringly and arrogantly!
Then came the uniform war horses.
The war horse is fat and strong, with bulging muscles. It looks provocatively at the war horse under the Tatar's crotch, showing contempt and disdain in a very humane way.
Seated on the war horses are fully armed Yunzhou cavalry. They are fully armed and have expressionless faces. Just one look at them can make people feel chilly.
The ten war horses at the beginning took a few steps forward in a very oppressive manner.
The Tatars were so frightened that they retreated.
“Is it her?”
"It can't be her!"
"As the governor of a state, how could she come to the grassland if she doesn't stay in the governor's house?"
"The Khan, with his powerful position, offered a reward. There's a head on her neck. How could she take this risk?"
"Don't be afraid, it's just thirty horses, as long as she doesn't come in person, we can definitely deal with it"
Yunzhou! The cavalry suddenly split into two columns, leaving a small lane in the middle.
I saw a war horse as white as snow, walking with light steps, as if walking on the clouds, and slowly appeared in front of everyone with an attitude of looking down on all living beings!
Seeing the man on the white war horse, the Tatars couldn't hold back at all!
“It’s really her!”
“Run! The Jade Faced King of Hell is coming!”
“Go back and tell the leader that the Jade Faced King of Hell is coming to burn the grassland again! ”
The Tatars really wanted to show off their prowess, but what they saw in front of them was the jade-faced King of Hell who made even the Khans afraid of him!
How could she only lead thirty riders? There will definitely be a large army behind us!
Who are their opponents?
The Tatar was so frightened that his upper and lower teeth hit each other, making a clicking sound. Relying on his body's memory, he kicked the horse's belly violently, scrambling to run back without regard to formation or strategy!
Gu Nanxi glanced at the miserable caravan, pursed her lips slightly, and had a cold light in her eyes.
Gu Nanxi waved his hand and saw the Yunzhou cavalry take out their bows and arrows from behind and shoot them cleanly at the Tatars!
The arrow with the sound of breaking through the air pierced the Tatar from behind. The Tatar fell down, but the war horse was still galloping.
A loyal companion will take his master home, dead or alive.
“Leave no one alive.” Gu Nanxi’s order was like the reaper’s sickle of death.
The Yunzhou cavalry dispersed with a crash, and with an indomitable and terrifying momentum, they caught up with the fleeing Tatars and beheaded them with a single blow!
(End of this chapter)