【Chapter 324】Too for tooth, blood for blood

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The climate of the prairie in the first month of the year is still relatively cold. Before the sun came out in the morning, a layer of white frost was always condensed on the tips of the dry grass. Horse hooves passed by the nearby grass, and the frost was shattered. If it was snowing, the earth was snowy white, and there was no other color at all. At the coldest time, the snow on the flat ground was three feet thick, and even war horses could not walk.

Generally speaking, in such weather, even the herdsmen of nomadic peoples rarely come out to move. They will choose to hide in warm tents and wait for the arrival of spring. However, in this cold winter, around the Bayannur grassland, there is a rush of heat, completely abnormal. The messy sound of horse hooves is constantly coming, completely breaking the tranquility of the grassland. In a vague way, intermittent gunshots can be heard.

This is the scope of the Hellegin tribe. In the past, even at this time, even if someone occasionally moves, it was the Tartars of the Hellegin tribe. They were either their scouts or their patrols. However, this year, there was no sign of the Tartars of the Hellegin tribe. The Tartars of the Hellegin tribe seemed to have completely disappeared from this area. On the contrary, there was an unprecedented group of people active here.

They were wearing a straight blue military uniform, with eye-catching belts, and white cloaks. They did not have tight armor, no heavy helmets, but only lightness and flexibility. The weapons they used were not scimitars, spears or bows, but muskets. Their military flag was a golden dragon holding double swords. They seemed to be ghosts on the prairie, gathering and dispersing, gathering and gathering, quietly coming and leaving quietly. If they were not careful, they would not be able to detect their existence.

Of course, for the Tartars of the Hellekin tribe, these people definitely exist. They are the nightmare of the Tartars of the Hellekin tribe. It is precisely because of their existence that the Tartars of the Hellekin tribe dare not appear here. It is precisely because of their existence that Hellekin and everyone around him are as big as a fight, full of grief and anger, but helpless. Every day, Tartars are killed in the hands of these people, but cannot fight back.

In Hellekin's opinion, this is a group of very sinister guys. This is a group of very cold guys. This is a group of very difficult guys to deal with. They seem to be lurking poisonous snakes. When the Tartars were not paying attention, they rushed up quickly and bit them hard. When the Tartars came to their senses and mobilized their troops to chase them, they disappeared immediately. They seemed to be ropes tied around the neck of the Hellekin's tribe, slowly tightening.

Hellerkin felt that he was getting more and more difficult to breathe. He kept sending out the remaining elite cavalry to search for the whereabouts of these people. He knew who these people were, and who also knew the purpose of their arrival, and who also knew who sent them. It was because he knew the cause and effect of the matter that he felt scared. If he did not destroy these people as soon as possible, the Hellerkin tribe might not take a year to completely end.

As a result, unfortunately, they rarely have the chance to find these people. Even if they find them occasionally, it is difficult to catch them. These people are very cunning and will never fight with the Tartar cavalry. When they find that the situation is wrong, they will immediately escape. On the vast grassland, if a person is determined to escape desperately, it is difficult for the pursuers to succeed. Moreover, the pursuers are very worried. If they chase them too quickly and too fast, they will fall into their trap.

"Bang!"

Only the occasional dull gunshots can indicate their existence.

However, after the gunshot, they completely disappeared. After the gunshot, the corpses of one or several Tartar cavalry often remain on the grassland. It may not be the corpses of the Tartar cavalry, but the corpses of ordinary Tartars. It may also be the elderly, women, and children. Anyway, as long as the Tatars are, they may die under their guns. This is the purpose of those people coming to the prairie. They came to the prairie purely for revenge. For the Tartars, this is a glass of bitter wine, and they can only swallow it helplessly.

These people were all scattered soldiers of the Eagle Cavalry. According to Xu Xingxia's order, they kept hunting any Tartars they encountered on the periphery of the Helejin tribe, and destroyed the Tartars' live power one by one. They adopted the wolf pack tactics. If the Tartars were alone, they would go up and kill them. If the Tartars were in groups, they would temporarily avoid their edge, take big steps, and then call on their companions to adopt fatigue tactics as much as possible, drag them down first, and then find a way to kill them.

Since they arrived at the periphery of the Hellejin tribe, several Tartars had their lives in their hands. Although their number was not large, less than a hundred. However, the areas they controlled were quite widespread. Their killings made all the Tatars feel very frightened. No one knows how many people they had, who were commanding behind their backs, and what was the next move. All Tartars could only live in fear and hardship every day.

If the Helejin Tatars regret the last thing they regret must have offended the dignity of the Han people. They once plundered Ningxia Town too many times, killed Han people too many times, plundered too much wealth, and caused too much suffering to the Han people. Now, all this has been copied by the Han people. For tooth for tooth and blood for blood, all the sufferings that the Han people have suffered must be repaid twice.

It has to be said that when all this suffering really came to the Tartars, they finally realized what it means to survive and die. They dared not go out to graz, to go out to hunt grass, and to go out to find food. They could only stay in the tribe's tent, watch their horses, cattle and sheep, and die because there was not enough food. Because there was not enough food, they could only go hungry, or kill their livestock to satisfy their hunger. They even dared not even speak loudly, for fear of attracting attacks from the scattered soldiers of the Eagle Cavalry.

"I deserve it!"

Feng Qingwu said coldly.

This is his most appropriate evaluation of all Tartars.

In fact, Feng Qingwu had no sympathy for these Tartars.

At the beginning, after receiving this task from Xu Xingxia, Feng Qingwu knew that the painful days of the Tartars had arrived. Defeat was not the most painful. The most painful process was the process of waiting for death. Waiting for death was not a good feeling for anyone. Even though he knew that he was about to die, but he did not have the strength to turn his fate around, it was probably not possible for several people to bear it. Xu Xingxia wanted them to bear such pain.

To put it bluntly, the purpose of the scattered soldiers of the Eagle Cavalry here is to make the Helejin Tatars feel unbearable, and life is worse than death. Killing is just a means. The ultimate goal is to make the Tartars completely collapse. The methods can make the Tartars feel pain, and they will take whatever methods can make the Tartars feel fear. The methods can make the Tartars hysterical and the walking dead, and they will take what methods can they take.

According to Xu Xingxia's order, they were the dead from hell, and were specially used to create death. They were different from any other army. Their only task was to kill. They would not be subject to military discipline and could kill people as much as possible. As long as they were Tartars, no matter who they were, they were within the scope of their massacre. This was not Xu Xingxia's viciousness. In fact, the previous Tartar cavalry also operated in this way when they went south to clear Ningxia Town. He just treated the other person with his own way.

The scattered soldiers of the Eagle Cavalry who were dispatched here to perform the mission all had a bloody hatred with the Tartars and were irreconcilable. Many of them died in the hands of the Tartars. Even the one with the shallowest hatred, at least one relative died in the hands of the Tartars. They were so grateful for Xu Xingxia's order. With hundreds of years of hatred, the scattered soldiers of the Eagle Cavalry had no pressure when executing this order.

The Tartars of the Hellerjin tribe now dared to hide in a very small range, and there were dense Tartar cavalry outside. Hellerjin contracted all his remaining cavalry and resisted stubbornly, trying to support the arrival of reinforcements as much as possible. Except for the small areas controlled by the Tatars, the huge grasslands have been controlled by the scattered soldiers of the Eagle Cavalry.

"Nine hundred and seventy-five, there are still twenty-five left..." Feng Qingwu calculated silently.

According to the number of enemies annihilated by the subordinates, since they arrived around the Hellerjin tribe, there were accurate killing numbers, which were 975. Of course, the number of numbers cannot represent anything. Killing is just a means. As long as the Hellerjin tribe is tightly contained in the depths of the grassland, they have achieved their goal.

"Didi!"

Suddenly, a sharp whistle sounded, stimulating everyone's nerves.

This is a signal of unidentified persons found on the grassland.

"There is a situation!"

Feng Qingwu reacted immediately and subconsciously held the musket in his hand tightly.

"It's your own person!"

The message came again soon.

It turned out to be my own person, but he was not from the Diaoqi Army.

"Da da da da!"

Soon, a rapid sound of horse hooves came, breaking the tranquility of the grassland.

Two agile white-clothed cavalry came to Feng Qingwu and quickly explained the situation. If someone familiar with the white-clothed cavalry here, it would be easy to identify that these two white-clothed cavalry were Wang Xia and Mao Shisan.

"clear!"

“Execute now!”

Feng Qingwu stood at the verge of his pride and responded loudly.

Immediately, he quickly issued an order requiring all the Eagle Cavalry scattered soldiers to arrive at the assembly point before sunset tomorrow. No matter what task is currently being performed, the task must be terminated immediately and return to the assembly point as quickly as possible.
Chapter completed!