"Chieftains, clansmen, Arutai did not accept my conditions for exchanging prisoners, and in order to win hearts and minds, he executed our Mandu Ratu Today, I will execute his righteous daughter in public, and I will pay for it with blood."
An elder named Lao Biao in the tribe sneered and said: "Our hero Mandu Latu, together with the three thousand warriors in my tribe, has suffered heavy casualties, and killing a woman is considered to be a blood debt?"
Huo'a's eyes were like lightning, and he fell on his face, and said in a deep voice: "Lord Lao Biao, my 3,000 soldiers died on the battlefield They burned the grain and grass of Arutai, which caused a great loss of morale in Arutai, so that our army won a complete victory, and how can it be confused with the killing of Mandu Latu, are you deliberately instigating the dissatisfaction of the tribesmen against me?"
Lao Biao was a man in his forties, with a goatee, thin cheeks, and a somewhat gloomy look.
Huo'a is a woman who was taken back from exile by Hashha, and Lao Biao has always been unconvinced that this outsider can lead the entire tribe instead of Hashha.
Lao Biao's ideas are very marketable in the tribe, and the main person who challenges Huo'a's status is this Lao Biao.
Now that Mandu Ratu has been killed, he instead puts on a look of grievances for Mandu Latu and takes the opportunity to challenge Huo'a.
As soon as he heard Huo'a say this, Lao Biao smiled strangely: "Speaking of burning the grain and grass in Arutai, I remember that when Hatun gave the order to attack, he said that there is more than one granary in Arutai, but now if it is not the case, Lord Mandu Latu can completely retire and return calmly after burning the grain and grass of Arutai, why should he be ordered to continue the search and go deep behind the enemy, so that the whole army will be annihilated, Hatun, I am afraid that you will be to blame for this matter."
Huo Aqiang suppressed his anger and said: "The news changes rapidly, and it is inevitable that the information collected is true or false.
This order was given by the Great Khan himself, I just obeyed the order of the Great Khan, if Lord Lao Biao is not satisfied, you can go straight to the camp of Princess Samur and argue to the Great Khan If Lord Lao Biao thinks that killing a Ulan Tuya is not a blood debt, then I can hand over all the soldiers and horses to you and go to Arutai."
Huo's beautiful face was covered with frost, she sneered disdainfully, and said to Lao Biao: "Although Arutai has become a lost dog, the Ming army has intervened, Lord Lao Biao, do you dare to go?"
"You" Lao Biao was countered to the army, his face was swollen red, and he wanted to wait for another talk, but Mandu Latu's younger brother Shaobu said impatiently: "Huo Ahatun, Lord Lao Biao, please don't argue, kill Ulan Tuya first, and tell my brother to sacrifice his brother's spirit in the sky."
Huo'a and Lao Biao each snorted coldly and said nothing.
The group came out of the big tent one after another, and came to the front of the tent, the big flag hanging on the high pole in front of the tent had been put down, and the rope was tied to Sakura's body, and in front of the flagpole, there was also an incense case, and the incense was burned on the table, and when Sakura was ready to light the sky lantern, a big gift was held to worship Mandu Latu.
The guards lined up in the center, enclosing the high pole in the center, revealing a circular clearing in the middle, and farther away, many tribal warriors surrounded them.
Most of them were wounded, some only hanging their arms, some holding crutches, when they first sent out the army, they were strong and strong, several times as strong as now, and now most of them are buried in the wasteland, and most of the survivors are also disabled.
There is still a trace of pity for Sakura, after all, there are only a few people who have some pity and cherishing jade, hatred fills their chests, most of them are full of happiness, they already know that the Ming army is involved, and the possibility of revenge has come to naught, even if the Ming army has not intervened, the possibility of continuing to fight is very small.
Because at the beginning of the army, no one would have imagined that this battle would be fought so hard.
First, a main force of 20,000 men was eaten, so that the originally advantageous situation became a balanced battle situation, and then the two sides always won and lost each other, and the weakening of strength was carried out simultaneously, and this balance was never broken, so that the casualties were far greater than the pre-war estimates.
If they continue to fight now, even if they destroy the Tatars, their own strength will be lost, or they will only need to be given a few years to recover, but the countries around Warat will miss the opportunity, so they must retain some self-preservation strength, since the battle cannot be fought, the execution of Ulan Tuya will become a means for them to deceive themselves, or this will give an account to the dead.
Huoa Hatun glanced at Sakura who was tied under the pole with complicated eyes, she didn't say anything more, the leaders and elders of the tribe were all by her side, and it was useless to say anything more, Mrs.
Huoa just sighed in a deep voice: "Hang her up, prepare to torture" The rope was held by two soldiers, and Sakura's feet were off the ground inch by inch.
She looked very embarrassed, her whole body was wrapped in linen, her hands and feet couldn't move, her long hair was scattered, and she was glued into locks of ghee, and she was still dripping with oil beads, which made her pretty face slightly tarnished.
There was an iron ring at the top of the high pole, and when she was hoisted up a little, an iron hook behind the rope snapped into the ring, and she was attached to the flagpole.
Higher, the wind was even colder, although her hair was sticky with oil, it was still blown by the wind, and at this time she looked like a flying witch, but she had no wings, and her whole body was wrapped in oiled linen.
Perhaps, she looks more like a butterfly in metamorphosis at the moment, her head sticking out of her shell first, and her body is still trapped in the shell With a terrible chirp, several vultures circled above Sakura's head, adding to the cold and gloomy atmosphere.
They are waiting to peck at Sakura's body, the fire is impossible to refine the whole person, when the person is burned to death, the iron rope tied to the body will still hold her body to the top of the pole, and they can feast until their sharp beak has scattered the whole person, and finally becomes an empty skeleton of Bai Sensen.
"Stop" "Stop" Xia Xun and Peng Hao galloped fast, running like lightning.
Because they had already crossed the first cordon, and changed horses at this moment, they did not pay enough attention to the sentinel at first, and when they found out that something was wrong, they sent a warning signal to the rear, and when they surrounded them, Xia Xun and Peng Hao whipped their horses like flying, and they had already broken through and rushed to the second cordon, so that they fell behind to catch up.
However, these guards were not too worried, there were only two people coming, although they did not know where they were coming, but there was no danger to two people, so they were not in a hurry to chase them, and they did not shoot them with bows and arrows.
For these two people who inexplicably stormed the camp, they were not without curiosity in their hearts.
Xia Xun is one, running like electricity, seeing the front to the big camp of Huo'a, the simple camp gate is in sight, the bucket watchtower is vivid, his hand involuntarily grasped the cold hilt, just a moment, the cold handle became consistent with his body temperature, as if fused into a part of his body, blood communication.
Over the years, he has been born and died, and he is used to seeing corpses and bones, his heart is like iron, and his intestines are like stones, but this experience has not frozen his emotions, on the contrary, the emotions have become stronger, but he is more accustomed to burying that emotion deep in his heart, letting it ferment quietly until it emits a strong aroma of wine.
He hadn't been so impulsive for many years, and he had thought back to some impulsive and reckless things in his youth, and he thought it was just a youthful frivolity and immaturity, but now he realized that he had not changed for so many years.
He wants to be a generation of famous ministers, he wants to be the ancestor of a family, he wants to be hereditary, to seek a big family business for future generations, and he wants to be the most qualified husband in the eyes of his women He worked hard for a long time, but in the end, he was still him, he was who he was.
If it weren't for the fact that he had already made a major decision in his heart, or he wouldn't have untied the shackles on his body so easily, if he got rid of all these shackles, he would just be a hot-blooded man who was unwilling to be emotional, unwilling to be unwilling, righteous for love, and willing to die The gate was in sight, the Wara soldiers on the arrow tower roared loudly, and a few sharp arrows shot in front of Xia Xun's horse to deter him, but Xia Xun still carried the horse forward.
"Puff puff", the sentry was no longer polite, a few sharp arrows shot into the horse's neck, the horse screamed, fell, at the same time, Xia Xun stood up on the horse's back, somersaulted in the air, avoided the rain of arrows, and had arrived in front of the gate.
The knife was in hand, "bang", sawdust flew, under the thunder knife, the entire wooden fence-like gate was smashed, Xia Xun lifted the knife and entered, every step out, is close to the distance.
The snow in the gate has been swept away, but the ground is frozen firmly, Xia Xun's body shape every falls, his knees are slightly bent, and then straightened, the moment he shakes slightly, the strong figure is more than an inch from the ground, like a gust of wind floating in the air, between the clouds and water, it is a few steps away from ordinary people.
Although his movements were fast, his body was still calm, but his eyes became extremely sharp, black and shiny, shining with a palpitating light.
Fortunately, most of the people in the camp gathered around the big tent of the Chinese army to watch the ceremony, Xia Xun pierced the edge between a tent, the guards guarding the door could no longer use bows and arrows against him, and some of the soldiers who rushed to stop him after hearing the news were his opponents.
Xia Xun swung his knife, the lightning fell frequently, the spear broke and died, and he killed the Chinese army in the blood all the way.
Peng Hao panted and chased after him, and shouted loudly in Mongolian: "The Duchy of Da Ming Fu is here, those who don't want to suffer from the slaughter, abandon their weapons and make way" In front of the Chinese military tent, Mrs.
Huo'a put a wolf tooth arrow tied with an oilcloth at the front end of an arrow to the giant butter candle on the incense case, the fire was lit up, she handed the arrow to Shaobu, and said in a deep voice: "Lord Shaobu, you come to execute" "Bow Come" Shaobu roared, snatched the hard bow from the guards who hurried forward, took the rocket again, recognized the string, and "squeaked" the bow like a full moon, aiming at Sakura hanging from the pole To be continued: