Chapter 367: Those were all taught by my uncle
The black war horses were covered in iron armor, and red liquid was dripping from their lower bodies. It was hard to tell whether it was blood or water. The water in the river had already been dyed red.
There were corpses everywhere, the stench was choking, and it was hard to find a complete body anywhere.
The heads of the Huns were not counted as military merit, so the Qin army did not intentionally leave the heads intact, allowing them to be trampled to pieces by the war horses.
Ying Jianglu, the third son of the Qin army, rode his horse ashore from the Chishui River. He saw the armored Qin soldiers with flesh and sticky blood on their bodies, as if they had returned from hell.
I have never smelled such a strong fishy smell in my nose. In the past, when I hunted deer, sheep, and tigers, I would open their stomachs and eat them on the spot. I thought the fishy smell was extremely strong, but compared with the battlefield, it was nothing.
He glanced around blankly, from left to right and from right to left.
The Huns' wailing and cursing.
The Qin cavalry hacked and killed and laughed wildly.
Weapons pierce flesh, sharp arrows pierce the air, arrows penetrate bodies, swords chop off heads, horses neigh, horses’ hooves trample...
A variety of sounds mixed together and poured into his ears all at once, leaving him no time to react and without asking for his permission.
With a surge in his throat, Ying Jianglu, who had once dreamed of becoming a general and expanding territory for the Qin Dynasty, vomited. Lying on the horse's back, he vomited all over the place, and all the filth fell to the ground.
He knew why Meng Tian told him to eat less, why he said he would suffer. He closed his eyes and vomited until there was nothing left, then he kept dry-heaving until tears came out.
The sound of his vomiting was covered up by the sounds of chasing, hacking, screaming, and other sounds, and the stench of his vomit was covered up by the smell of blood.
Looking down from the sky.
The sharp blade flashed white light, and blood spurted three feet. The people on the reflective horses charged, shot arrows, and swung swords to kill. The people on the non-reflective horses were shot down, chopped down, and scared off.
The noisy sound was boiling, like a huge pot of boiling water that was constantly heated, bubbling and splashing, and the water dripping on people's bodies would burn them.
Li You, who was ordered by Meng Tian to accompany Ying Jianglu, looked at his colleagues who rushed out to kill unwillingly. He reluctantly helped Ying Jianglu dismount from his horse, patted the back of the third prince of the Great Qin, and handed him a water bag.
"Drink some water."
Gurgle gurgle~
Ying Jianglu took a big sip of water, rinsed his mouth, and spit it all out.
He retched a few more times, drank a few sips of water, and finally recovered.
A bitter smile.
"I told you to laugh at me."
Li You nodded honestly.
"It's a bit embarrassing, but it's not a big deal. Not many people saw this scene."
Ying Jianglu was slightly stunned and chuckled.
"I see that you and I are about the same age. Your first time on the battlefield must have been recently. Did you vomit then?"
Li You shook his head.
When he went to the battlefield for the first time, his mind was blank and he only knew to follow his colleagues in killing. Although his hands and feet were shaking afterwards, he felt extremely happy.
【You Ke is not so unbearable...】
Ying Jianglu gave another bitter smile.
"Well, then you are qualified to say that Jianglu is a disgrace."
"Li You is a natural born military student. It's the Third Young Master's first time on the battlefield, so it's normal for him to have such a reaction. He'll get used to it. Tian also vomited before."
Meng Tian did not charge and pursue, that is not what a commander should do. It is not that Meng Tian is afraid of death, but it is more advantageous for him to command while alive than to charge and kill. No matter how high a person's martial arts skills are and how many people he can kill, there is a limit to how many people he can kill.
In the eyes of military strategists, if a general personally participates in a war, it means defeat is not far away.
Only a defeated general would take up sword and join the battle, personally wade into the battlefield where swords are merciless, try to fight to the death or be forced to fight in order to escape.
"General Meng is a master at using troops. I admire him. I was short-sighted and didn't know the general's strategy. I missed the opportunity to fight and almost made a big mistake. I apologize to the general here."
Meng Tian shook his head.
He is not the young and foolish Li You. He would not nod and say "it's good that I know I'm wrong" at this time.
Ying Jianglu was the son of the First Emperor, and he was willing to lead his troops far away from the peaceful land of Xianyang to the desert. The combination of these two factors was enough to make him have extra respect for this young man.
"Tian left 5,000 men to clean up the battlefield. Do you want to follow Tian and chase after them, or stay here and wait for Tian to return?"
Ying Jianglu rubbed his empty stomach vigorously, picked up the water bag and took a big gulp of water, stepped on the stirrups and grabbed the saddle to ride on.
"The general follows the village."
Seeing the neat movements and straightforward words, Meng Tian couldn't help but nod slightly, and he had a better impression of this young man nicknamed Little Taotie.
"Gongsun Hun! You lead 5,000 men to clean up the battlefield, and the rest of you, follow me to attack the city!"
The tall and mighty Gongsun Hun was assigned to clean up the battlefield, and he looked a little listless.
The heads on the ground cannot be exchanged for military merits. Staying to burn the Huns' corpses, gather horses and loot military equipment is not as fun as attacking a city and killing people.
But the military order had been issued, and there was no room for bargaining. Gongsun Hun shouted and designated five thousand men to stay. The messenger passed on the order to pursue, and the Qin cavalry, which had just experienced a war, set out on the journey again.
The black front continued to move forward, and the land they stepped on was stained with blood and turned into red land. After the red blood dried up, it would soon turn black, and it would become black land.
The Great Qin values the virtue of water and worships black.
The black soil is the Qin soil.
"The Art of War by Sun Tzu says: Do not stop a retreating army, leave a gap in a besieged army, and do not pursue an enemy who is desperate. Our army is pursuing the enemy now, violating these three taboos. General Meng, can you teach Jianglu why we should pursue the enemy immediately now? Jianglu seems to have read all the military strategies wrong on the battlefield ."
During this pursuit, Ying Jianglu still couldn't understand Meng Tian's operations, but he no longer interfered with Meng Tian's command, but humbly asked for advice.
The military books he had read did not give him any confidence in the face of this great victory commanded by Meng Tian.
"Does the Third Young Master want to learn the art of war? Or does he just want to seek clarification?"
"I want to learn the art of war."
"Then I'm sorry that Tian can't say the same thing to the Third Young Master. The same principle applies, but what Tian said and what the Third Young Master came up with are completely different for the Third Young Master himself."
"...Jiang Lu does not understand what General Meng means."
Meng Tian glanced at Li You. Li You received the signal and started the Chinese-to-Chinese translation program. He leaned forward a little and said:
"What you learn from books is always shallow, you must practice it yourself to know it thoroughly."
Ying Jianglu suddenly understood and nodded repeatedly.
"Jiang Lu understands!"
Meng Tian began to understand why his grandfather disliked scholars. It was really infuriating that these scholars could not communicate normally sometimes.
Ying Jianglu looked back and was a little surprised that Li You could say this.
"Have you also read your uncle's poems?"
Li You was also surprised.
"The Third Young Master's uncle is called Lu You?"
"No, my uncle is Chang'an Jun. But this is what my uncle wrote. He always changes his name when writing. Lu You is one of them. He also has many other names such as Jin Yong, Gu Long, Li Bai, Du Fu, etc."
"Ah, the novel that you read was also written by Chang'an Jun? Chang'an Jun is so strong!"
“…”
Talking about their common interests, the two teenagers chatted enthusiastically in the back.
Meng Tian shook his legs. They were soaked from crossing the river and felt a little uncomfortable.
"In just a few years, there have been so many great novelists, and it turns out that they are all Chang'an Jun. No wonder I only see the books but not the people . Chang'an Jun, Tian finally understands why my father is so in awe of you."
Some truths, some things.
Only by experiencing and knowing can you understand.
The Qin army marched northward as the night grew darker.
After walking for about an hour, the scouts who had been exploring the way ahead reported back.
"Five miles away is the Xiongnu city. From afar, I can see that the Xiongnu city is in chaos."
Meng Tian gave the order for the entire army to speed up and charge!
Nearly 45,000 Qin cavalry charged forward, the sound of their hooves like thunder and their momentum like a tsunami.
The previous battle did not tire these cavalrymen. They were still full of fighting spirit and had not killed enough.
To them, the battle just now was not even a big battle. In which battle only a few dozen people died? In a real battle, the number of people who died from trampling was more than a few dozen!
Following the afterglow, the Qin cavalry brought night to the Xiongnu city. The black steel torrent destroyed everything. Tents, children, and the elderly were all smashed into pieces.
It was the same massacre as the one that just happened by the river, no, it was even bloodier, crueler and more violent than before.
There were not many Hun cavalry, war horses, and livestock in the city, and most of the remaining people were the elderly, the weak, women and children.
These old, weak, women and children had no ability to resist. Most of them either stood there cursing and yelling, trying to vent their anger before dying, or knelt on the ground, kowtowed and begged in the Xiongnu language, which most Qin people could not understand.
Their behaviors are different, but their end is the same: death.
Except for some younger Xiongnu women who were specially taken care of and spared, all the old people and children were killed, leaving no one alive.
This time, perhaps because of his experience, or perhaps because it was too dark to see clearly, although Ying Jianglu still felt uncomfortable, he did not vomit.
Still feeling uncomfortable in his stomach, Ying Jianglu resisted the urge to bend over, looked at the rampaging Qin army, and said to Meng Tian:
"General Meng, can you spare these people's lives?"
Meng Tian's expression became serious.
"On the battlefield, remember not to be soft-hearted! Those who are not of our race must be of different species. There is no point in talking about kindness and justice with these Xiongnu dogs! The Third Prince was soft-hearted to the Xiongnu. When the Xiongnu broke into Yanmen and raped and plundered, they did not show any mercy to the Qin people!"
Ying Jianglu explained:
"Jiang Lu is not soft-hearted. He wanted to say this during the battle just now, but he lost his composure and forgot what to say. Killing people blindly will not take over the Xiongnu's land. We must persuade the Xiongnu to surrender and treat them equally..."
"Third Young Master! Don't talk about this matter anymore!"
Without waiting for Ying Jianglu to finish speaking, Meng Tian sternly interrupted him and rode away.
What Ying Jianglu said made no sense to him!
Jiuyuan and Yanmen were broken.
This group of Xiongnu dogs killed people and set fire to the two counties, committing all kinds of evil. Many of his brothers died under the Xiongnu scimitars, and many women were naked and bloodstained, and I don’t know how much humiliation they suffered before they died.
At that time, why didn't anyone come to talk to these Hun dogs about benevolence and righteousness?
He, Meng Tian, wanted to kill all these Hun dogs!
Accept surrender? Absolutely impossible!
"Leave 5,000 men behind! The rest of you, follow me!"
Meng Tian gave orders loudly.
Judging from the more than 20,000 Hun cavalry and the endless tents, this city raised a lot of livestock.
The Huns did not engage in agriculture, so to support so many people, they had to have enough cattle and sheep.
Now there are mostly elderly, weak, women and children in the city, and there are almost no young and middle-aged people, and no livestock or horses either.
The answer is obvious. The young and middle-aged men who did not go to the river to fight drove away the cattle and sheep.
Forty thousand Qin cavalry continued their pursuit in less than half an hour.
In the dark distance, a piece of white appeared. It was the wool of the sheep.
The Qin army returned with herds of cattle and sheep.
When I got closer, I realized that almost every sheep and cow was covered in blood.
After winning a great victory and gaining a lot of rewards, Meng Tian rode his horse to inspect the area. He did not see Ying Jianglu, but saw his personal soldier Li You.
"Where is the third young master?"
Li You pointed at the tent behind him. There were women screaming in the tent, and there was more than one woman.
Meng Tian frowned, somewhat unable to believe it.
The Third Young Master, who had just told him to treat the Xiongnu with kindness and equality and to recruit them to surrender, had changed his mind in such a short time? And did this?
"Is the Third Young Master inside?"
Li You nodded and stretched out five fingers.
"There are five Xiongnu women."
[Five... Isn't this almost the same as Lao Ai back then? What does the Third Young Master usually eat? Pah! What is Tian thinking! ]
After getting off the horse and leaning against the tent, Meng Tian did not rashly open the tent for fear of scaring Ying Jianglu so much that he would no longer be able to get hard.
He listened attentively, trying to distinguish whether the only male voice mixed in with the women's screams and cries was Ying Jianglu's voice.
Li You was very favored by Meng Tian, otherwise he would not have been assigned the task of taking care of Ying Jianglu. However, Ying Jianglu's safety needed further confirmation, and there was no room for any mistakes.
[Really! What kind of person is this Third Young Master? He vomited when he saw the corpse and smelled the blood. How could he have such strong desires in just over an hour on the same battlefield? ]
Meng Tian looked puzzled. He could hear Li You, who was standing outside the tent, breathing a little hurriedly, and said with a smile:
"Don't stay here. If you feel uncomfortable, go find one. If you can handle it, you can find more."
Leaving behind some Xiongnu women to relieve the sexual desire of the soldiers who found even sows pretty was an unwritten rule in fighting against these foreign tribes outside the Great Wall.
Meng Tian was only surprised that Ying Jianglu, who was full of benevolence and righteousness but kept vomiting, could pick up a gun, not that he was surprised at the behavior itself .
"You don't go."
Li You, feeling very moved, shook his head.
"What? If we don't go now, it will be too late. We can't take any of these women back with us. They will all die here."
No one would be left alive under the sword of Qin. Meng Tian held the idea of annihilating the Huns, and most generals held the same idea towards foreign races.
How should we treat the Central Plains when foreign invaders invade? The military people who value bravery and repay blood with blood and tooth for tooth should fight back!
Benevolence and righteousness? That's just scholarly bullshit!
"You can't bring disgrace to the family."
Li You still shook his head.
Meng Tian slapped his head.
"I forgot that you, a boy who is more suitable for the battlefield than the younger generation of the Meng family, are the son of Li Si."
A big fire made the dark night glow red, burning away the darkness and also burning away the sin.
There were 50,000 cavalry when they came, and there were still 50,000 cavalry when they left.
Not a single person was captured, only countless cattle, sheep and war horses.
"The Third Young Master really opened Tian's eyes. When Tian talked to him before, Tian thought that the Third Young Master was really kind and righteous."
Meng Tian joked.
Ying Jianglu smiled awkwardly.
"My uncle taught me those."
Meng Tian’s smile froze.
"Third Young Master, next time you should put this sentence first..."
