The thief of the fortress dominates the world

Chapter 35 Jiang Chuan's Oath
Guan Hu didn't reject Jiang Chuan's kindness. After all, they were just a group of unarmed civilians. If the Tartars made a comeback, they would be powerless to resist.

Jiang Chuan estimated that he would have to spend some time in Guanjiatun, so he sent two light cavalry back to find Liu Ji and the others, and asked them to bring Hai Dongqing to meet up.

After the two light cavalry led the way out, Jiang Chuan asked people to bring over all the war horses left behind by the Tartars, put some old and weak women and children on the horses, and made a stretcher for Guan Hu with two war horses walking side by side Let him lie on it.

The remains of soldiers killed in battle and villagers injured by Tartars were also carried back on horseback.

As for the corpses of the Tartars, Jiang Chuan didn't care about them anymore. After taking away their weapons and equipment, he left them to be left in the wilderness. This is what these barbarians should have.

This place is a wasteland, surrounded by mountains, and there are many wild animals. I believe that these corpses will disappear in a short time. This is the self-purification function of nature.

Walking slowly along the way, people's emotions were relatively stable at first, but as they got closer to their homes, the people's emotions fluctuated a little. Many people started to cry when they saw the village that was still smoking black smoke, and gradually cried The voices became one piece, sobbing and complaining about the people's complaints and grievances about fate.

Jiang Chuan was riding on the horse with a solemn face, and wanted to say something but in the end he didn't say anything.

For these people, they have experienced too much suffering, and any words of comfort are ineffective. Only by letting them cry can their sad and suppressed emotions be vented.

Although it was a slow journey, it didn't take long to arrive at Guanjiatun.

As soon as he entered the village, the crowd's cries broke out even more, women's long howls, men's low sobs, and children's cries, all these rolling sounds poured into Jiang Chuan's ears, poured into his heart, and rolled in his heart , and finally turned into a tornado, which almost made him feel out of breath.

Walking slowly along the road in the village, although he was mentally prepared, but seeing the heads of people with angry eyes wide open, and the corpses dangling on the doorposts of the trees in the archway, he still couldn't help it. You can't help but let go of your anger, and your depression in your heart is even stronger.

"Two ya!" A woman's heart-piercing cry suddenly rang out. Jiang Chuan took a closer look, but it was a young woman about 20 years old who stumbled and howled and threw herself at a man who was covered by a gun. The spear pierced through the chest of the little girl who was nailed to the door.

The little girl wore two braids, her face was immature, and she looked like she was only three or four years old, but at this moment, her lifeless eyes were open, staring straight at the sky, as if she didn't know what death was like. thing.

The woman rushed forward and hugged the little girl's body, howling in pain, and many people in the surrounding crowd also cried together.

"God damned Tartars, you don't let such a small child go, you bastards damned by God!"

"This group of Tartars who are worse than animals, I will kill you!"

"Dog Tartar, I honor your eight generations of ancestors!"

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The women in the crowd were in pain, while the men looked up to the sky with red eyes and roared angrily.

Guan Hu had already got off his horse, leaning against a big tree, hugging his wife and daughter tightly, his eyes were also red.

Jiang Chuan watched this scene, his chest heaved violently with anger.

Although I have seen in history books how these barbarians slaughtered the Han people, it is only a vague concept after all, without specific feelings.

Now that he saw these scenes of human tragedy with his own eyes, he finally felt what it means to be so shallow on paper.The shocking blood, the unrepentant eyes, the visual impact of the fragmented body, and the shock to the soul and body are incomparable in any written description.

For the first time, he had an intuitive feeling of the tyranny and viciousness of these barbarian peoples, and this feeling turned into a monstrous anger that burned and fermented in his chest, until he was about to burn his whole body.

He suddenly pulled out the great sword of the lord at his waist, and said loudly with a long whistle:

"Folks, I, Jiang Chuan, made an oath here today. In my lifetime, I vowed to kill all the Tartars who offended the people of Ming Dynasty, and never let the blood of my folks be shed in vain. If I violate this oath, I will be treated like this!"

After all, with a swing of the long sword, he immediately slashed towards a small tree that was as thick as an arm beside him. Where the sword light flashed, the small tree broke in two.

Seeing Jiang Chuan's actions, the crowd fell silent. You looked at me and I looked at you, and they all seemed to hesitate.

"General, I believe in you! I will follow you to kill Tartars in the future!" The handsome young man who was called Bao Yazi before suddenly shouted.

"Me too, I also want to avenge my parents and kill Tartars with my lord!"

"And me, my brother was also killed by the dog tartar, I want to take the dog head of the tartar to my brother's grave!"

With Leopard Yazi taking the lead, many young men raised their arms and shouted, all with excited faces and red eyes, they all wanted to follow Jiang Chuan to kill the Tartars.

Many men were also infected, and they all shouted that they would follow Jiang Chuan to kill the Tartars.

"My lord, there is also Guan Hu. Don't look at me being injured, but this injury will not trouble me! I am the best hunter in our village, and my old lady was killed by the tartars. If today It’s not you, my lord, I’m a dead man now. So, I’m going to kill the Tartars with you, if I don’t kill all these dog Tartars, I’m not a man!”

Guan Hu, who was injured on his leg, also struggled to stand up straight, and shouted to Jiang Chuan with red eyes.

"Daddy, I want to kill Tartars with you and avenge grandma!" An immature voice sounded from the side, but it was Guan Hu's daughter, Xiao Layue, holding her father's hand with her head up, her eyes like black grapes. Also flickering firm.

"I'm going too!"

"And me!"

"Let's all go and follow the adults to kill the Tartars!"

Many women and children also yelled.

All eyes were on Jiang Chuan, waiting for him to nod in agreement.

Today's Jiang Chuan has already proved with his blood that he can kill the Tartars, so he has become the savior in the hearts of the people as a matter of course.

As for the Ming court and the frontier army?No one has confidence in them for a long time.

Looking at the pair of firm gazes and the angry and excited faces, Jiang Chuan also felt a little emotional.

Many people say that the Han people are docile sheep who can only be slaughtered.But Jiang Chuan knows today that the descendants of Yanhuang are the toughest and bravest people in the world. They never lack courage and wisdom. As long as someone raises their arms, thousands of people will follow to resist all tyranny and barbarism.

Although we love peace, it doesn't mean we are cowardly.Once the motherland needs it, we will put down our hoes, pick up our knives and guns and become the bravest warriors!
In the great China, for thousands of years, there has never been a lack of warriors who dare to die for the country and the nation, for dignity and freedom.

These are the ones in front of you, aren’t they?

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