Chapter 13: Moving Forward
Kill kill kill kill kill kill.
The spear stabbed fiercely, the long sword swung sharply, and the arrow whizzed past.
“Puff!”
"ah!"
"die!"
The blood flowers are blooming, looking unusually beautiful, but each one represents death.
When all resistance disappeared, all that remained were begging for mercy and screams.
"grown ups?"
“Leave no one behind!”
“Puff!”
Then there was the sound of an object falling to the ground, and a resentful voice rang out and quickly disappeared.
When everything was settled, the small tribe fell into silence, with only the sound of the wind remaining.
…
Two hours ago, Guo Hao led his team to prepare for battle.
Looking at the confused eyes of his young men, Guo Hao spoke to them solemnly.
“Gentlemen, the survival of our Beifeng Village depends on this one move.”
The young and strong men were very confused, as they knew the purpose of this trip.
But they only felt that the burden on their shoulders was very heavy, which made them almost breathless, and some people even began to tremble all over.
The morale of the troops was also fluctuating, 70, 68, 72 ...
Even though they had all hunted and seen blood, this was their first time doing something like looting, and not everyone had the courage to do it. Guo Hao saw it clearly, and some people even seemed to be about to back off.
Guo Hao raised the crescent halberd in his hand and pointed it straight ahead. His originally stern expression now showed a hint of sadness.
"The barbarians have been plundering us for a long time, and you have all suffered greatly. Now the opportunity for revenge is right in front of us. As good men, how can we not dare to fight with sharp swords in our hands?"
The originally depressing atmosphere suddenly became heavy, and painful memories came to the minds of the people present. They were all victims of the Hu people's looting. They thought of their relatives and friends who were brutally killed, and the food and money that were robbed.
Every autumn and winter, small groups of Qiang and Hu people to the north of Wuwei would always go south to plunder. They could not defeat the government soldiers or any larger villages.
In order to survive, they can only target the weak villages, and the victims are always the lower-level villages.
Year after year, day after day, the border villages have been oppressed for too long.
What's worse, some people even treat Han people as two-legged sheep.
They left women and children behind as food reserves for the winter, and either killed the elderly and the middle-aged or enslaved them to death.
The land near the Great Wall is filled with the souls of wronged Han people, and it can be said that every family in the border area has a blood feud.
The imperial court was corrupt and incompetent, and Liangzhou suffered greatly from the Qiang people and the Southern Xiongnu. The soldiers were filled with indignation at the thought of this.
There was no more lingering worry in everyone's heart, only hatred and anger remained.
Seeing that everyone's eyes were filled with anger, as if they were about to burst into rage, Guo Hao spoke again.
"I am so ambitious that I would eat the meat of the barbarians when I am hungry and drink the blood of the Xiongnu when I am thirsty. Now the opportunity is right in front of you. Are you willing to fight the enemy?"
Countless passions burned in their hearts, and the bravery in the bones of the Han Dynasty was aroused.
The people of Liangzhou are tough and have deep blood feuds. How could everyone retreat?
The next second, all the soldiers below drew their weapons and shouted, "Kill the Hu! Kill the Hu!"
"Whoever offends the mighty Han will be punished, no matter how far away they are!"
[Your speech was very effective. The morale of the troops began to rise. Command +1, Intelligence +1.]
"Ding! Your army's morale has reached its peak of 100, and the attributes of your troops are +10%."
"Congratulations, you have unlocked the achievement 'Morale High'!"
Guo Hao ignored the system message, jumped on the horse, pulled the reins in his hand, and the warhorse under him stood up.
Guo Hao raised the crescent halberd in his hand and pointed it forward.
"The heavens are my witnesses, the earth is my mirror. Today, I will live and die with all of you. Are you willing to die?!"
"I am willing to die with you, sir!"
"kill!"
"kill!"
A rumbling sound was heard, and seventy-three people including Guo Hao rode their war horses, turning into a torrent and sweeping towards the small tribe.
Seventy war horses charged together, the sound of horse hooves was thunderous. The Qiang tribe had already responded. As a nomadic people, no one was more familiar with horses than them.
"Boom boom boom"
A cavalry charge already carries with it the power and noise of an earth-shattering destruction, let alone when it happens in the dead of night.
The sound of the hooves of more than seventy horses was like the rapid beating of war drums, and gradually seemed to merge into a dull sound like thunder.
The sound of horse hooves like thunder threw the Qiang tribe into complete panic and made the Qiang people realize that the newcomers had ill intentions.
"Enemy! There is an enemy!"
"Hide! Hide quickly!"
The sudden noise caused confusion among the men, women and children in the tribe.
"Three rounds of archery! Put away your bows and hold weapons, charge from east to west, repeatedly, leaving no one alive!" Guo Hao ordered loudly.
Although he could not collect 73 long weapons, he just managed to collect 73 bows and arrows. Even if some hunting bows were mixed in, it would not be a big deal.
Three simultaneous rounds of arrow rain fell on the tribe, causing the already chaotic tribe to completely collapse. Screams, screams, and shouts merged into one.
The sparse Qiang people began to fight back, but Guo Hao and others were riding their horses at full speed and were already approaching the tribe.
"Which tribe are you from? How dare you invade our Huodang Qiang!"
Several Qiang men rode up to them. Guo Hao clenched the crescent halberd in his hand and said nothing. They were about to start killing. Words had lost their meaning. Only blood and killing were the complete answer.
Guo Hao rushed into the enemy camp first and when he saw himself engaging in close combat with several Qiang people, he immediately shouted loudly.
"die!"
With a full force swing, a crescent moon appeared in the air and instantly killed the surrounding Qiang people. The bodies, split in two, slid off the mounts, and blood gushed out like a fountain, splashing on Guo Hao's face like a bloodthirsty Shura.
"mighty!"
The bloody scene liberated the nightmare in everyone's heart. When the killing began, no one could stay awake.
Everyone turned into a ruthless executioner. It didn't matter whether the person in front of them was a man or a woman, or whether they had weapons or not.
The anger of long-term oppression and humiliation burst out, and the bloody smell rose to the sky.
In the eyes of the corrupt imperial court, the foreign races surrendered in name only, and minor fights and disturbances were nothing more than minor frictions, not a big deal. After all, they were all trying to survive.
The history books would only briefly mention that the foreign races surrendered and occasionally the rebellious ones invaded the border.
However, no one cares about the endless looting and death behind the scenes.
Even the people living along the border have gotten used to it. They just need to hide and stay alive.
But suffering will only be engraved in the soul, and no one will forget it. They will appear in dreams in the dead of night and make the living suffer.
Just as Lu Bu and Dong Zhuo were so cruel and stupid, there were always people following them. Why?
The reason, of course, is the grace of saving them from death.
Even though Lü Bu was regarded as a slave of three families, and even though Dong Zhuo was regarded as a devil, there were always warriors from Bingzhou and Liangzhou following him.
Ordinary people are actually the most lovely people. As long as they have a little hope to survive, they will endure endless oppression. But no one likes oppression. Everyone wants to live with dignity.
