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Chapter 821 The Gift You Like

At the end of April, the grassland was a truly beautiful season. Although wars were raging, the tenacious weeds still broke through a layer of withered yellow under the urging of the spring breeze. After a spring rain, the weeds rose up in an astonishing speed. If they didn't care for a few days, they would already have a high foot surface.

The endless green makes people want to shout when they look in a good mood.

If there was no killing or war, I don’t know how many people would intoxicate and linger. The coldness has gradually faded away, and the air here is filled with the smell of grass leaves. Stepping on the ground that is like a layer of velvet, even walking becomes a pleasure.

As long as the grassland is calm, it will be so beautiful.

In the far distance of sight, the green of the grassland and the blue of the sky intersect together, forming the purest and most pleasing picture in the world. The sky is thorough, the earth is pure, and refreshing.

When I arrived on the grassland last year, it was autumn yellow. The cavalry brought by Liu Hongji saw the sternness of the winter. Now such a beautiful scenery appears in front of me. Each of them has the illusion of being outside the world. If there is no war and fighting, sheeping horses and sheep on this vast grassland. It is also a very comfortable life to think about it.

But war is still there, and comfort can only exist in fantasy.

It has been half a month since there has been no war. The soldiers of the Central Plains have recovered their physical strength. The days without training and no need to fight are short, which is particularly valuable for them. Lying on the soft grass, looking at the blue sky, and savoring the smell of barbecue and milk wine, it has to be said that it is easy for people to indulge in this comfort.

But they were not here to play.

Although joining forces with the Turks is not a thing worth celebrating, if the grassland barbarians are still killed with the Turks, it is easy to accept that every soldier in the Central Plains has a dream of fighting in the north, because the nations on the grassland have used their war horses to break through the beautiful rivers and mountains of the Central Plains more than once.

Killing Tieler people is also a very enjoyable thing.

One of the things that soldiers love to compare most in their spare time is to see who kills more prairie barbarians. People who report more numbers will naturally be proud, and those who kill less will not be upset or depressed. The war is not over yet, killing one more prairie person may ensure that the Central Plains has more time to be stable and peaceful.

Liu Hongji has wandered on the grassland, so he is not unfamiliar with this endless green scenery. Moreover, his mind is not on enjoying the scenery. The strangeness in the past six months has long made him feel a little restless. But the team also needs to rest. If he continues to fight endlessly as before, what he is most worried about is that the soldiers will all go crazy or be exhausted.

"I always feel that something big is going to happen."

He walked behind Ashinaduoduo and watched the Turkic wolf cavalry not far away wrestling and fighting: "Our scouts can no longer approach the Tielite camp to see, and they feel uneasy after all. There was no war a while ago, Tielite kept silent because we cut off his food and grass. Jamuha transported cattle and sheep from his territory. This road was cut off by Ashina's heavy courtesy. Now people from all tribes think that the burning, killing and looting were done by Tielite people, and they gradually got farther and farther away from Jamuha."

"There is no food, food, and Jamuka can't fight. But now it's different. It's already warm, and Jamuka has no reason to shrink so much."

Ashinaduoduo nodded: "It's just that Jamuka sent a large number of raids to patrol outside the camp all day long. Our scouts were damaged by hundreds of them, but they couldn't rely on them. What he wanted to do, he couldn't guess even if he couldn't see it. I've been thinking these days... He sent so many raids, what are we afraid of seeing?"

"Think about it..."

Ashinaduo turned around and looked at Liu Hongji and said, "It seems that there is only one thing Jamuka is afraid that we will see. So I invite General Liu to come over. You are a veteran who has been through the battlefield and can see it thoroughly more thoroughly than me."

"How can you see more thoroughly than you!"

Liu Hongji said excitedly: "If it weren't for your advice, I wouldn't have thought of this level. He sent so many racquets to patrol and didn't dare to let our scouts get close. He was naturally afraid of being seen by us. If his soldiers were still there, what would he be afraid of? The biggest possibility is that the camp was empty."

He paused for a moment and speculated: "Has Jamuka withdrawn his troops? If this is the case, then Ashi's heavy gift would be in danger. He now has no more than three thousand cavalry!"

Asan Duoduo shook his head: "It may also be done on purpose."

“How to say it?”

Liu Hongji asked.

"if……"

Ashinaduoduo whispered: "Another idea... If we deliberately prevent Jamuka from getting close to our camp and killing one scout, what would Jamuka think? Will we also conjecture like we did, and finally come to the conclusion that the camp was empty. If so, what would he do? Since we did it on purpose, why did we do it on purpose?"

"Induce Jamukha to come and set up an ambush to kill him."

"I'm worried..."

Asan Duoduo sighed lightly, "It's this."

“This is not difficult.”

Liu Hongji smiled and said, "If the Jamukha camp is empty, it will definitely not be able to stop the 30,000 elite cavalry. If he really deliberately leads us to attack, then the 30,000 people will not be trapped in the ladder attack."

He hugged and said, "I'm willing to go."

"General Liu, this is a matter on the grassland..."

Ashin Duoduo was about to refuse, but was interrupted by Liu Hongji: "This is a matter between you Turks and Tiel people. I will lead the troops to test that it is not because I am greedy for any credit. The lord has already entered Hebei, and I don't want to miss this big event... My people are also in a hurry to go home."

Asuna Duoduo was silent and felt a little guilty in his heart.

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Yuyang County

A team of Goguryeo soldiers with about three or five hundred people rushed into a small village. In just half an hour, more than 200 people in the village were almost killed, leaving only seven or eight young women who were also pleasing to the ground and raped them. Hundreds of people took turns to go up, and several women were tortured to death.

After venting the beast, these Goguryeo soldiers stabbed the women to death. The Goguryeo people led by gestured, and the soldiers scattered out to collect wealth. They took away all the valuable things, and burned them to pieces if they could not take them away. Not long after, this quiet little village was swallowed by the sea of ​​fire.

These Goguryeo people laughed at the blazing fire. Someone tied the underwear of the woman who had just been tortured to death and swayed back and forth on the Pu Dao, shaking and shouting, as if they were injected with chicken blood. The Goguryeo people in the lead muttered a few words, and the soldiers immediately cheered.

They brought the stolen property and planned to arrive at another village at the foot of the mountain before dark. Their rebellious soldiers were ordered by Yuan Gai Suwen, the actual ruler in Goguryeo, to penetrate into Yuyang County to destroy and loot. Since Luo Yi's men were withdrawn, Yuyang County has no regular troops to guard. Although the people spontaneously organized the people, the Goguryeo people ran away after a while, which was even more difficult to deal with.

The county magistrate Li Chengen sent four or five groups of people to Zhuo County for help, but Luo Yi had already left Zhuo County and could not take care of him. He had no choice but to give in to Dou Jiande, hoping that Dou Jiande could send troops to drive away the Goguryeo people. Before the sent envoy came back, the army of King Yan Li Xian had already attacked Hebei.

Hebei was in chaos, and local officials didn't know whose orders they should listen to.

After the soldiers killed people, they hummed a small song and walked towards the next village. You can see the village through a forest. But when they were walking into the middle of the forest, countless arrows suddenly flew out of the dense forest, covering them like rainstorms. The hundreds of Goguryeo people were shot overturned without even reacting.

The rest had no time to escape, and rushed out of the woods with large numbers of warriors in leather armor, and they were like scimitars, and in a moment they killed the Goguryeo people. They didn't know until their deaths, and where did the soldiers who killed them come from.

The soldiers threw the dead bodies aside, with disdain in their eyes.

A group of burly and strong people came out from the deep forest, led by a grassland man wearing an iron sword. He hugged a charming Han woman with his left arm, laughing as he walked: "It seems that the Central Plains is really in chaos. Such a few Goguryeo people dare to kill and set fire here. Beauty... If I had listened to your advice, why would I fight with the Turks to the death and conquer half of the Central Plains? It would be easier and easier than destroying the Turks."

"Khan, as long as you are willing, the Jiangnan water town is also your territory."

"Ha ha!"

Jamukhe patted Chen Wanrong's face and said, "This time I will listen to you. I will snatch all the ships in Yuyang County. The army will follow the canal dug out by the Sui emperor of the Central Plains and go directly behind Li Xian. At that time, kill your enemies to avenge you, and then you can also divide them into half of Hebei. After the soldiers are strong and food are sufficient, then kill them back to the grassland and kill the Turks to turn the earth."

"I'm afraid that Wang Zhuo is not kind, and he will use your elite soldiers from all wars to go south to fight with Li Xian, but he reaps the benefits of the fisherman and let him get the bargain for nothing."

"he?"

Jamuha snorted coldly, "If that Han boy who doesn't have enough hair, if he dares to plot against me, I will just rob his territory."

"It's better to be cautious when you sweat."

Chen Wanrong thought for a while and said, "It's better... the Khan asked the soldiers to take the banner of Goguryeo and hide it from the Han people. When the army appeared behind Li Xian from the water, there was nothing to worry about. Li Xian never expected that the Khan, who was supposed to be on the grassland, would suddenly appear behind him!"

"It's just a bit too cumbersome!"

Jamuhe said, "If I follow my nature, the 200,000 troops were crushed directly, could those weak two-legged sheep still be able to stop it? Luo Manzi's Hu Ben Heavy Riding Riding was silly on the grassland. Who else is my opponent in the Central Plains? Tiele Light Cavalry, no more than the rival!"

He pinched Chen Wanrong's face and said, "When I get the Central Plains world, you will be that queen!"

"Thank you, Khan!"

Chen Wanrong pretended to be shy and bowed her head to thank her.

"There's another thing..."

Jamuha smiled and said, "I heard that you lived a very unhappy life in the Khitan tribe. Your man's name is Mohui, isn't it good for you?"

"Yes...he's just a coward."

Chen Wanrong wrapped her arms around Jamuka and said, "I don't have any manliness at all. Her sweaty hair is more than a hundred times stronger than him."

"It's useless to keep such a person, and you'll feel disgusted whenever you think of it."

Jamuha waved, and then several soldiers ran out of the team. The soldiers led by him were carrying a bloody package. Jamuha took it and threw it at Chen Wanrong's feet: "So, I specially sent someone to the Khitan tribe to secretly chop his head and make a gift for you. Beauty... Do you like this gift?"

The package fell to the ground, and the blood-colored spread out to reveal the head inside. His eyes stared at Chen Wanrong, full of anger and reluctance.

“Mobile Club…”

Chen Wanrong's heart suddenly hurt, as if a knife was stabbed in deeply. When she left him, she refused to hesitate. But when she saw this, she realized that her heart had been occupied by him. Her bloody face and angry eyes made her heart almost unable to bear it. Her nails penetrated deeply into the palm of her hand, and she held back her tears and pretended to be happy: "I like...I like this gift given to me by sweating."

"like?"

Jamuka smiled and said, "Then you just kick it, how about you exhale?"

"……good……"
Chapter completed!