Straight man of steel

Chapter 217
Seeing the desperate expression on the face of the high priest of the Xiongnu, Wei Qing and Zhang Yuan felt a pleasure that was almost transformed.

Seeing despair on the faces of the Huns is the goal that the Han people have been working hard for.

Soon, Li Jian had driven out all the living horses, cattle and sheep in Dragon City.

There are about a thousand war horses, and there are more than 2 cattle and sheep together, which can be said to be a bumper harvest.

Regardless of the fact that the sky was still pitch black, Wei Qing immediately ordered the whole army to go directly south, taking a detour from Dai County to Yanmen County.

The Qimen army had already rested during the day, so they didn't care whether they were on their way in the dark.

The fire in Longcheng burned from night to dawn the next day, and the children of the Xiongnu hid on the side of the city wall rammed with loess so as not to be burned by the spreading fire.

However, his face, which was not very clean before, turned completely black.

Many children had no more tears after crying for an hour or two. Under the scorching fire, everyone was extremely deprived of water, but they were children who grew up on the grasslands and knew that there were more terrifying creatures outside Dragon City. I have been patient and dare not go out.

After the sky was completely bright, a Hun boy stood up and said to the children around him.

"The high priest has been captured by the Han Chinese, and our parents have also been killed.

If we want to survive, we must find other Hun tribes and get help from others to grow up and avenge the dead.

All we have to do now is to go to the river outside Dragon City, otherwise we will die of thirst before we starve to death. "

At this time, someone can stand up and lead everyone, so that this group of children has a backbone at once, and they followed the boy who just spoke out of the range of Dragon City.

The boy was leading the head at the front, with a very sharp mace hanging around his neck, which was given to the Hun boy by the high priest of the Xiongnu when he decided to go with the Qimen army.

This mace pendant is the proof of the lineage of the high priest. With this thing, this boy will be the next high priest of the Huns.

The boy led more than a thousand children to the river, gulping down the river water. Some children even jumped into the river and started laughing and playing, regardless of the coldness of the river in early spring.

At this moment, it seemed that they had all forgotten the pain of last night.

After drinking the water, the boy led the group of children back to Dragon City. They had to find something useful, as well as food.

Otherwise, if the grassland is so big, they will all be buried in the belly of wolves sooner or later.

The Qimen army didn't want any of the backward bronze and iron weapons of the Huns, and many of them were still held by the dead Huns.

The ones that were not in the hands were scattered on the ground, but there was always a human ashes beside them.

From morning to noon, these children collected all the useful things they could collect, and they really found some edible things. Some dead cattle and sheep were not thrown into the fire. They were all picked up.

"Gesang, we're all starving to death, let's light a fire and barbecue."

The boy's name sounds nice, and it's called Gesang.

He thought for a moment and nodded.

While these children were feasting and eating meat, the army ministers led an army of nearly [-] Huns to the vicinity of Longcheng.

The sound of horseshoes sounded again, and the ground trembled again. Thinking of the nightmare-like experience of last night, the children each found a place to hide.

"Gesang, did you say that those Han people came back?"

A little Hun girl was too frightened and asked Gesang timidly.

At this time, Gesang showed a mature and stable personality far beyond his age, and he patted the little girl's head and said.

"Don't be afraid, I will protect you."

In fact, Gesang was also very scared in his heart, but he tried his best not to let his inner fear show.

Before leaving, the high priest of the Xiongnu said to Gesang that the lineage of the high priest is the soul of the Huns, and they must be strong no matter when and where.

The military officials and their troops approached the dragon city for about three miles, only then did they see that the dragon city had turned pitch black.

The loess city wall also turned black due to the fire, and there was no living Huns around.

"Huyanmo, lead a team of cavalry in to see what happened."

At the order of the military minister, a general came out from among the cavalry of the Xiongnu, and led dozens of cavalry towards Longcheng.

This Hu Yanmo belongs to the lineage of the high priest, but after he became an adult, he became a Qiqu under the hands of military officials. He was also very impatient to see Longcheng become like this.

The distance of three miles was reached in an instant under the rush of cavalry.

After dozens of Huns entered the Dragon City, all they saw was a dilapidated scene with black smoke and dead bodies all over the place.

The heads of the men have all been beheaded, while the bodies of the women can still be kept intact.

Seeing this scene, Huyanmo howled almost crazily.

The grief spread from Huyanmo to the other Hun cavalry.

These dozens of riders are also warriors who came out of this tribe.

The Xiongnu children hiding in the dark saw that they were not Han Chinese but someone they knew well, so they ran out of their hiding place regardless of Gesang's warning.

"Uncle Huyanmo."

The crying sounded again, and more and more children ran out to surround Huyanmo's dozens of Huyan cavalry.

Gesang couldn't help crying while hugging Huyanmo's thigh, the previous strength disappeared at this moment.

"Tell uncle, what happened?"

Hu Yanmo asked Gesang with red eyes, because he had already seen the mace pendant hanging on Gesang's neck.

"Last night, a Han Chinese cavalry attacked our tribe, all the adults were killed, and the high priest's grandfather was taken away.

We are the only ones left in our tribe, woo woo woo"

Gesang whimpered and told Huyanmo what happened last night.

Huyanmo's eyes were bloodshot, and the veins around the temples on his neck were also exposed.

"Stop talking, Da Shanyu is outside Dragon City right now, I'll take you to see Da Shanyu.

Uncle tells you a piece of good news, the Great Chanyu has summoned all the tribes of the Huns, and we will launch an attack on the Han people by next year at the latest.

At that time, my uncle will definitely find the Han Chinese cavalry and avenge the dead clansmen. "

Gesang grabbed Huyanmo's skirt and wiped away his tears, then nodded heavily. This child has now set revenge as the goal of his life.

The Huns naturally believed that they should kill others, and that it was absolutely wrong for others to kill them in turn. The predatory nature of the nomads was manifested in the Huns.

(End of this chapter)