Gu'er Besu was pressed to his horse, and the scenery on the ground kept shaking. Suddenly, the sky swirled, and there was a feeling of pain in the buttocks.

After living for eighteen years, I saw the cavalry of the Han people for the first time. One of the soldiers grabbed her braid brutally, and as soon as he stepped back, Ragul's face raised. A guy with a full beard took one look at it and said something. With a wave of his hand, Gulbel was grabbed by the braid and thrown into a tall carriage.

The carriage was full of girls, all in their teens and twenties. They huddled together like lambs in fright, and desperately burrowed into the corners of the car, as if it were safer than anywhere else.

Gu'er remembered that this morning her mother asked her to go out to milk the goats. As soon as they were halfway through the crowd, they saw the cavalry blowing like the wind. She thought it was her father who had come back, so she put down the little leather tube and pounced on it with a smile.

It's not the father, it's a group of black-armored knights with swords in their hands. Something was shouted in his mouth, as if it was the language of the Han people. There were Han slaves in the family, and she had heard the words of the Han family. It's a pity that the Han slave was killed by his father for stealing food. Otherwise, she wouldn't have to do such a job as milking goats.

The mother only had time to scream before she was cut in two by a saber. His feet were far away, but his hands were scratching wildly in the snow. The blood water kept flowing out of the steam, like a hot spring at the foot of Yin Mountain, and the warm blood water stained a large piece of white snow, and after a while, it became freezing. The mother did not move, her eyes wide open as she watched several Han cavalrymen jump off their horses and get into the tent.

Gu'er bared his teeth and rushed towards the Han people with a fork of grass like a she-wolf. The sabre flashed. The fork of the grass in his hand was broken in two. A huge fist hit him in the face, his ears buzzing, and his face ached. I felt a hot thing flowing down my nostrils, and my body was soft and had no strength.

But she was still sane, and she felt like she was thrown on her horse like a rag bag. Several Han Chinese knights walked out of the tent with their belongings, and then someone piled hay around the tent. A few torches were thrown over, and the sky-high fire rose with billowing smoke. God damn it, the younger siblings are still inside.

I couldn't hear anything in my ears, so I shook my head vigorously. The world was spinning, and the stomach was twitching. There was a hard slap on the buttocks, presumably because the knight was not satisfied with the fact that he had spat on his boots.

Gulbel lay in the arms of a sister. Presumably she didn't resist. Because she didn't get beaten. She turned her head to the side. On the top of the carriage hung a human head, the head of a girl, with a childish face, and she looked to be only twelve or thirteen years old. There was a pair of arms and two thighs hanging next to him, and his big eyes were staring at Gu'er Besu in a daze. It scared her.

I heard from the sisters that she became like this because she ran away. She comes from a tribe not far away. I heard that she has a good voice and sings songs like summer birds. It's a pity that she can't sing anymore, and the Han people actually hang her head and limbs here to scare a group of girls.

No wonder none of the sisters were tied, but none of them escaped. People on the prairie can't outrun horses. The cavalry chased a running little girl as easily as a wolf chasing a rabbit.

The carriage swayed from side to side, jolting from time to time. Every time he tossed, Gu'er Besu's head hurt as if it was about to explode.

She didn't know what awaited her, and she might never be able to return to the prairie again. But in two months, he will be married, and Brother Amu is the best hunter and the best shepherd in the tribe. He can herd a thousand sheep alone, his horses are as fast as the wind and his arrows are as fast as lightning, and the hungry wolves on the grassland were hit by Brother Amu, and none of them escaped alive.

I want to be the bride of Brother Amu, and I have to give birth to Brother Amu, Brother Amu save me......

Gu'er Besu silently prayed in his heart that the Kunlun God would send his fiancé over, kill those damned Han people, and save himself.

Smoke billowed from outside again, and it wasn't long before that. A girl with pigtails was thrown into the car, and even though the inside of the car was stuffed like a sheepfold, the people were constantly stuffed in. They don't care if the people inside live or die.

Another Hun family suffered a catastrophe, and it is likely that only this poor little sister survived, just like his own.

Canghu looked at the sun, which was slanting to the west, and touched his beard.

"Fourth, send a signal for everyone to accept it. Dogs can freeze to death at night on the grassland, I don't want to spend the night on the grassland, let's come out tomorrow. ”

The tiger rode his horse to the goshawk on the side of the carriage.

"Third brother, grab some more. Yesterday, the second brother and Canglan came out. robbed more than 200 women and three carts of goods. Our brothers came out today and only robbed a hundred, and they only robbed a car. It doesn't look good this time. ”

The goshawk looked back at the carriage behind him, a look of embarrassment.

"What's so good-looking, the grassland is vast and sparsely populated, and naturally the more you rob it, the less fucking there are. Can you still grab more and more? It's all your own people who are fart, I don't believe that Dai Yu will come out tomorrow and say that maybe it's better than our brothers. ”

"But there's another tribe found over there, what if we don't rob it today and they run away tomorrow?"

The goshawk looked into the distance, still a little unwilling in his heart.

"A group of old people, children, and women, even if they are left open, they can run anywhere. Leave some for Dai Yu, this kid is unhappy when he is locked in the cellar, let the Hun tribe bear his wrath. Jing Chu's first swordsman also needs to vent. Hahaha"

"Squeak" ~~~~~~ "Squeak"

A puff of green smoke rose from the sky, and the goshawk cast a summoning signal. The looting villagers heard the signal and hurriedly threw their torches into their tents. Drove cattle and sheep to the assembly area.

When I came, it was fast, and when I went back, it was slow.

Today's harvest is not as good as yesterday's, the wagons are not full, and there are not as many cattle and sheep as yesterday.

The goshawk counted, one hundred and forty-three girls, barely enough to count two carts of goods. There are a lot of cattle and sheep, and I can't count them. Anyway, there are a lot of this thing on the grassland, and rushing back to drink Seoul is also killing and eating meat. It doesn't matter if there is one more or less.

God is also really good at taking care of people, or very bad at taking care of people. The wind is beautiful, the sky is blue, there is no cloud, and this kind of weather is really fucking suitable for such a job as robbery. The warm afternoon sun shone on the armor. The Cangjia brothers and the villagers actually felt a trace of warmth in the winter, and the villagers took out the beef jerky and scallion pancakes in their bags and chewed them.

The scout was released five miles away, which was the habit of the Yun family. was written into the military order by Yun Xiao, as long as the Yun family's team was marching, scouts would be seen five miles away in every direction.

Nacha's face was pale, and eight of his men died when he broke through to Seoul. It is considered a relatively small loss among the breakout teams. I was going to go to Naqubu in the west to join my cousin, but I didn't expect my cousin to go out with Da Danyu. Only the old men and children were left in the tribe, but fortunately the elders provided some horses and food that allowed them to go east to Dadanyu.

Tent after tent after tent was destroyed, and many of them contained charred corpses emitting green smoke. The cattle and sheep in the enclosure were gone, and there was not a single living person in the whole tribe, not even the old man and the child.

The most ferocious horse thieves of the steppes would not do the same, they may do it to the old man, but they will definitely spare the child. It is not easy for the grassland population to reproduce, and each tribe has established rules. No matter how big the grudge is, it will let go of children who are not as tall as wheels.

These guys, even children who can't walk are spared. It's not a human being, it's a beast, and Nacha plans to do the right thing for heaven and kill these wolf-like enemies.

Following the horse's hoof, he found several ruined herdsmen's homes. Everywhere was the same, the cattle and sheep were gone, the tents were burned. The old people and children inside were either killed or burned to charcoal. Wild wolves had already smelled the smell of blood and were tearing at the corpses of dead people.

Nacha picked up his bow and arrow, and with a single arrow he pinned a steppe wolf to the ground.

Looking at the steppe wolf struggling on the ground, Nacha's anger grew even stronger.

"Brethren, we are going to hunt down this group of thieves. Let them know how powerful the Huns are, and the servants of the Kunlun god should not be killed like this. Rush up and kill them, we want revenge. ”

"Revenge, revenge ......"

The men on the grassland are not as eloquent as Yun Xiao, and they are just a few words over and over again. If Yun Xiao hears it, he will definitely laugh off his big teeth, if Yun Xiao says so. Drinking Seoul will definitely not be able to beat it. Longyou's soldiers may be killed by the Huns.

These days, who will sell you your life if you don't have a little real. Now the Longyou soldiers who are drinking Hancheng have lifted Yunxiao to the sky, so that the east will definitely not go west. Following the general, there is money to earn and meat to eat, and I heard that the townspeople of his descendants even make women. Now this gang of killers dreams of blending into Yunxiao's team, not only eating and drinking, but also being treated, which is really unique.

The men of the steppe are all natural hunters, and they have been hunting on the steppe since childhood. Naturally, they were familiar with tracking, and they quickly found the assembly place specified by Canghu by following the horseshoe prints.

Nacha frowned as she looked at the ruts on the ground, she had never seen a rut like this before. The axle is so wide, and the wheel is exceptionally wide. Judging from the traces, there were four horses pulling the cart. There were no such carriages on the steppe, but there seemed to be a strange kind of carriage for the Han army that attacked the city.

Could it be that he is tracking a team of Han troops? Or the one that attacked Seoul? Nacha's eyes lit up, and it seemed that his chance for revenge had arrived. (To be continued......)