Chapter 179 For the sake of having a meal, I return to the south!

Because he couldn't bear to give up the beautiful concubine who was as beautiful as a flower, the king did not go to the morning court, because he couldn't bear to take the ink words of gold and silver , he would rather not eat from then on - the saying that he said not to eat here naturally means not to attend a banquet, rather than to the Tang Empire. If you have any opinions, I want to use the method of not adding rice to express it.

When he was a child, he experienced the terrible drought and famine, and his psychological shadow was extremely serious. He insisted that only eating is the most important thing in the world, because there is no immortal in the world who can eat wind and dew, even if he is the best in the world. The sword saint Liu Bai , I think that if you don't eat for a few days, you will be hungry and panic. No matter who doesn't eat, you will die.

Diet, men and women? In those years when there was no food , not to mention roses that mean love, it was a naked peerless beauty, and in the eyes of many men, there was probably not much difference from meat.

The Buddhist sect always loves to preach the red pink skeletons, Ning Que can't help but secretly guess that the ascetic monks eat vegetables, tofu and porridge every day, and have to cross mountains and rivers. They are half-starved every day, so they propose such a correct idiot. argument. The moonland country is hungry and disasters , but it is the most prosperous place of the Buddha Sect. It is estimated that there is some connection between the two. People who are so hungry that they don't even have the strength to scold the gods will probably not be interested in doing things between men and women, so they have to do it. Lift up your belt to recite scriptures and chant Buddha?

Ning Que's ideas are naturally not correct, but at least one thing is invisible to a certain law of human history. The most fundamental reason for wars between and within tribes and countries is often to eat.

In order to fill his stomach, refugees dared to attack the prefectures and capture the city and fought desperately with the regular army of various countries. In order to fill the stomachs of the people and prevent them from fighting with them, countries will not hesitate to tear down their faces and forcefully rob, just to get more land back. In order to fill your stomach, the Northern Wilderness tribes , which have been away from the Central Plains for more than a thousand years , were forced to move south hard and launch an active attack on the fierce barbarian tribes on the grassland, regardless of whether they would alarm the countries in the Central Plains and whether they would bring them. Any future troubles.

War is for the sake of eating. Of course, in order to win the war, we must first ensure that the people in the war can have a full meal first. On the slightly cold grassland, the green smoke rising from the earth stove and the mutton boiled in water in a large pot are the guarantee.

Thousands of men in animal skins sat around the earthen stove, eating mutton silently. Whether it was the wrinkled old man or the young boy with a young expression, his expression was calm and firm, as if he had just traveled thousands of miles south, but I've lived here for many years.

They are part of the army of the Northern Wilderness Tribe . In other words, they are part of all the males who can fight in the Northern Wilderness Tribe . This southern expedition gathered all the males who can fight in the Northern Wilderness Tribe , and there was no even an argument for the army. , on this edge battlefield of grassland that stretches for hundreds of kilometers, all the people they can fight and the last ones they can fight.

All the elderly, weak, women and children in the tribe were left behind, and it would take about a month to reach the edge of the grassland. If the men cannot win this war and seize this grassland, then the families in the wasteland behind them will definitely be Will be swallowed by dark cold hunger and the blades of enemies.

For countless years, the Northern Wilderness tribes have lived in the extreme cold region of the North. They have lived hard in the Rehai and cannot maintain too much population. In recent years, as the night time is strangely extended, the temperature has gradually decreased, and their lives have become It was getting more and more difficult. In the late winter, the tribal presbyterians finally made up their minds to move south.

If you don't move south , you will have no food. There are large grasslands in the south, sheep, and food. It's a pity that the land given to mankind by God was too unrestrained. Most of the land already had owners, including this large fertile grassland. If the people in the Northern Wilderness want to get these grasslands and sheep food, I believe it The master will definitely not be happy.

So, let's fight.

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Thousands of years later, the deserted man appeared in the eyes of the world again. This incident should have shocked the world. But this nation that once proudly roared the grasslands and fought the fallen nations of the Central Plains has been leaving this world for too long, so many people have long forgotten their existence. Moreover, the sinister natural environment and the torture of time have made this tribe The population has been reduced to the point where people cannot feel any threat, so this matter is temporarily limited to the north of the grassland.

The reason for this situation is also closely related to the wise decision-making of the Elderly Association of the Elderly Tribe. Before moving south, the Elderly determined a firm and clear goal. The grassland pointed to by the sword front belonged to the left tent of the barbarians. The land of King Khan has nothing to do with the countries in the Central Plains, especially the powerful and terrifying empire. Although the deserted soldiers in the southern expedition were brave in fighting, they had always carefully suppressed the war in the northern part of the grassland.

It has been nearly a month since the troops of the deserted people came to the northern edge of the grassland. The battle with the barbarian Left Horde Cavalry went on for a month, on this front that was deliberately controlled by hundreds of kilometers. , The battles of all sizes and sizes between the two sides were fought for no less than a hundred battles, and most of them ended with the victory of the deserted people.

The cruelty of war lies in that even the winners must pay the price of death. The deserted warriors are silent and resolute, brave but disciplined, and their individual combat power is far above the grassland barbarians . However, their number is too small. Although they have defeated the 100,000 cavalry under the command of the Left Horde , they have attacked like a tide in a crazy way, and their companions are dead More and more.

The earth stove iron pot of mutton is densely packed with corpses of companions in pools of blood on the grass not far away. A wild wizard with tree sap on his face walked calmly among the pile of corpses, and squatted down from time to time. The body, gently touched the eyebrows of the dead with his fingers, and his dry lips moved slightly, emitting syllables that were difficult to understand, which seemed to be a reproduction and a praise.

Not far from the group of soldiers' corpses , a young man from the deserted man who was about thirteen or fourteen years old blew the bone flute in his hand. The sound of the flute was sobbing and shrill, as if telling the displaced people for thousands of years and suffering from the world. Fight, struggle to survive the pain.

An old voice was added to the sound of the flute. A respected true master of the Elderly Association sang a song that all the deserted people could sing. The song was desolate and vigorous, and there was a shocking indomitable in the tragic throne.

"The sky is cool, the earth is cool, and the eagles dare not look at the northern desert."

"The sea of ​​Ate is falling, the sea of ​​Ate is rising, and the snow wolf hunting on the sea of ​​Ate."

"The snow wolf chases, the snow wolf dies, and I'm busy looking for the deer with a knife all day long."

"Where can you live, where can you die, where can you bury your bones?"

"Minshan is majestic, and the Minshan is strong, and the Minshan is the real hometown."

"Treading through the vast snow, stepping through the frost of thousands of miles, looking south all day long."

"Treading through the vast snow, stepping through the frost of thousands of miles, no longer looking south."

"I'll go first, you come again."

"I'll fight first, you come."

"I'll die first, you come again."

"The way home is near, the way home is long, and the way home is long."

"I've gone, come quickly."

"I've fought, come quickly."

"I'm dead, come quickly."

"I'm dead, come quickly."

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I'm dead, come quickly. Cangliang 's singing kept repeating the last two lines. Several young soldiers from the deserted warriors looked over there silently. As the old man's singing softly combined, a strong but not sad atmosphere arose on the grassland.

More soldiers in the desert remained silent. They ate mutton silently and drank the oil soup that was hard to remove. They took advantage of the gaps in the battle to speed up all the time to replenish their physical strength, because no one knows what to do next battle. Time to start.

The ancestors of the wild people were once called natural warriors by the Central Plains. Now they have experienced the tempering of thousands of years of dangerous environments. The words "fight" are written in their blood vessels and bones. The death of their companions will not move them at all, even if it is The songs that have been passed down for thousands of years can only trigger a soft voice deep in their hearts, but cannot interfere with their preparation for battle.

At this moment, the horn of the battle sounded again.

The ground on the grassland trembled slightly, and I don't know how many elite cavalry of the Left Horde came to kill him.

The deserted soldiers did not panic. They put down the mutton and soup spoon in their hands, raised their sleeves and wiped their oily faces. Then they picked up the heavy and seriously damaged weapons beside them, and walked slowly towards the south, and had not even forgotten to put them. The fire in the earth stove is extinguished.

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Step slowly, rush quickly, trot, and finally start sprinting.

The way the deserted soldiers entered the battlefield was surprisingly similar to the way the grassland cavalrymen were, except that they had no war horses under them, only their own legs. However, what was incredible was that these people were wearing leather robes and holding swords. The axe, the deserted warriors who didn't look very tall and strong, once they ran, their speed was so fast and their momentum was so amazing.

As the sound of buzzing drums sounded densely, the grassland cavalry who were good at riding and shooting pulled the bowstrings of the short bow for a long distance, and countless arrows cut through the sky, covering the rain like raindrops . Thousands of deserted soldiers attacked .

With a puff, the sharp arrow shot a warrior running at high speed. After the arrows shot through the leather armor, the tree was like roots on his chest. The blood penetrated rapidly and dyed the leather armor red. However, the one The deserted warrior seemed to be invisible, and still rushed towards the cavalry like black tide with his sword and axe . It was obvious that the arrow was blocked by the deserted man's steel-like skin and did not hurt him.

There are no military orders and no flag words. The battle of the deserted people relies on the intuition in instinct, the tacit understanding and trust in their companions developed by bloodshed side by side for more than a thousand years. When it is far away from the black tide-like grassland cavalry When there were dozens of steps, as long as the warriors who were not shot to the ground by the arrows of the cavalry, they neatly pulled out the sharp axe at their waists, groaned, and threw it out with all their strength!

The sharp axe rotated at high speed, cutting through the air on the battlefield. The bright light reflected the sunlight, and snow-white lights and shadows reflected on the green grassland. It looked extremely beautiful, but also extremely terrifying.

With its strong defense, the deserted soldiers fought against the first round of volleys of the grassland cavalry and entered the effective killing distance of the flying axe. They ran too fast, so fast that the grassland cavalry had no time to carry out the second round. He shot the volley and threw out the axe in his hand!

The rain of arrows failed to shoot too many deserted soldiers on the grassland, and the heavy rain formed by more than a thousand sharp and shiny small axes directly caused the grassland cavalry to suffer the most cruel blow. The already heavy small axe plus desert The throwing power and rotation of the human warriors can easily cut the light armor on the cavalry. Even if the tail of the axe is in contact , it will directly cause these grassland cavalry to break the bones and spit out blood!

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