Chapter 1074 Drinking Blood
Silver Moon King's Tent.
On the tender green pasture, tens of thousands of cattle and sheep are grazing.
Among the cattle and sheep are groups of war horses, which are also grazing.
The herders of the Silver Moon King's Tent ride horses and shuttle among these livestock, waving whips to drive the stray cattle and sheep back.
In the center of the pasture is a large white tent.
These tents are distributed in a circle, leaving an open space in the middle, and the open space is full of bonfire racks.
At this moment, in addition to these bonfire racks, there are more than a thousand Beidi teenagers practicing fighting in pairs on the open space.
These teenagers are very young, ranging from ten to fourteen years old. .
Led by Beidi young and strong soldiers, they train in different areas.
Many idle Beidi women and old people sit at the door of the tent with their children, looking at the Beidi teenagers who are training.
In the battle of Yongzhou, Beidi was defeated miserably, and the army that Mule Hongzhen had cultivated for several years suffered heavy losses again, and almost all of them were wiped out.
Overnight, all the young and strong men of Beidi died or were injured.
There is no doubt that this was almost a catastrophe for Beidi.
After counting the casualties, the entire Beidi fell into great grief and anger.
During that period, almost every family in the entire Beidi wore mourning. In the blood and tears of the Beidi people, the hatred for the Dasong people was like a poisonous snake gnawing at their hearts.
After that, Ulanba inherited the Khan throne in the Khan Court, and a new king was born in each royal tent.
Whether it was Ulanba Khan or the kings of each royal tent, they all took revenge on Dasong as their lifelong ambition.
"Stop it all." When many Beidi teenagers were training, a voice suddenly sounded.
This voice came from Babuza, the king of the royal tent.
Originally, he was just a small centurion of the Silver Moon Royal Tent.
The king of the Silver Moon Royal Tent would never be his turn.
But few people in the Silver Moon Royal Tent came back alive in this war, and he suddenly became the highest-ranking general in the royal tent.
So, Ulanba personally conferred the title of king on him.
After inheriting the title of the King of the Silver Moon King's Tent, he followed Ulanba's order and gathered all the Beidi men over ten years old for training to supplement the Beidi army.
Hearing Balza's order, the Beidi teenagers all stopped.
Bazhar gave a look to the general beside him.
The general understood and immediately left with some young soldiers.
Not long after, there was a cry, and the Beidi soldiers came over with thousands of slaves.
These slaves were all Dasong people. He robbed them from Dasong when Beidi was strong.
"After this period of training, you should see blood. Look, the people in front of you are Dasong people. It is these lowly compatriots who killed countless Beidi warriors, including your parents." Bazhar shouted, "Now, pick up your scimitars and kill them."
"Kill them! Kill them!" Bazhar's voice fell, and the Beidi old men and women who were watching the excitement stood up and kept raising their fists and shouting.
The hatred between Beidi and Dasong became more irreconcilable because of the battle in Yongzhou, and they were like fire and water.
Hearing Bazhar's words, the eyes of the Beidi teenagers seemed to burn with a flame, and they clenched the scimitars in their hands.
At this time, the Beidi soldiers asked the Dasong slaves to stand in a straight line and assigned them to the corresponding Beidi teenagers.
"Let's start, let me see your cruelty." Bazhar shouted again, with a twisted and evil expression on his face.
Hearing Bazhar's order, the Beidi teenagers did not hesitate at all, and walked towards the Dasong slaves one by one.
They had no burden in their hearts, but instead had bursts of pleasure, just like slaughtering cattle and sheep.
Hatred has infected them like poison. For them, the only purpose of the Dasong people is to let them slaughter.
"Rumble, rumble..." Just when the Beidi teenagers were about to take action, suddenly a team of Beidi cavalry came galloping.
They kept whipping the war horses with whips, wishing they could fly.
Rushing into the tent, they immediately found Bazar, "My king, it's bad, a large number of Dasong Lancers are coming to the king's tent!"
"Dasong Lancers!" Bazar instinctively shuddered.
He could still clearly remember the scene of the battle with the Dasong Lancers years ago.
At that time, they fled in three directions.
The Dasong Lancers were able to defeat the Beidi Cavalry with far fewer troops than them.
If they ran slower, he and Khan Ulanba would not be able to return to the grassland.
"How many people are there!" Bazar still held a glimmer of luck.
"It's overwhelming, and it's impossible to count." The cavalrymen were also frightened, and they naturally couldn't calmly estimate the number of people.
In the early stage, they only found that there seemed to be black clouds coming from the terrain line, and they found that it was the Dasong Lancers after a closer look.
At this time, the Dasong Lancers were less than ten miles away from them.
"Send someone to the Khan's court immediately to warn Khan Ulanba." Bazar shouted.
To the north of their Silver Moon King Tent is the Snow Wolf King Tent, and to the north of the Blood Wolf King Tent is the Khan Court.
The ten Northern Di King Tents formed two arc-shaped defense circles to protect the Khan Court.
This time, the Da Song army came from the Yinshan direction. As long as they broke through the protection of their Silver Moon King Tent and the Blood Wolf King Tent, they could directly enter the Khan Court.
Thinking of this, he said: "Gather all the cavalry to stop the Da Song Lancers, leaving only one thousand people to lead the herdsmen to retreat north."
After receiving his order, the entire Silver Moon King Tent was in chaos.
More than 8,000 young and strong cavalry quickly assembled, and more than 6,000 Northern Di teenagers also got on war horses. Now they are also Northern Di soldiers.
Then, Bazhar led 15,000 cavalrymen to the north.
The Dasong army appeared here, not to extend an olive branch to them.
On the day of the abdication ceremony of the King of Yan, a small Beidi tribe was raided by the Dasong cavalrymen, and their cattle, sheep and war horses were taken away. The Beidi people who refused to surrender were all killed, and those who surrendered were taken to Dasong, and their future fate was miserable.
He believed that the Dasong cavalrymen came with the same purpose this time.
After leaving the tent, Bazhar saw the Dasong cavalrymen.
The distance of ten miles was a blink of an eye for the cavalrymen, not to mention that the Beidi cavalrymen had wasted a lot of time when reporting the news.
Now, they were more than a thousand meters away.
Moreover, this time the Dasong cavalrymen seemed to have three horses each and were well prepared.
Even the Beidi cavalrymen did not have so much surplus at the moment.
Because most of their war horses were put into the battle of Yongzhou.
Seeing this, he was more certain of one thing, they could not escape, and could only fight.
However, looking at the large number of Dasong Lancers, he was filled with despair.
10,000 Dasong Lancers were still chasing 50,000 Beidi Cavalry.
How could his 10,000-odd men face the 20,000-odd Dasong Lancers?
He didn't have much time to think.
The distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, 800 meters, 600 meters, 400 meters, 300 meters.
At this time, the Dasong cavalry raised their carbines one after another.
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