Chapter 19 Those who are taller than the wheel will be killed
After packing up their things and covering up the traces of the camp, they continued to set off and change places.
"Bo Chang, where are we going now?" Tang Yunshan asked.
"Where to?"
Sheng Huaian looked at the soldiers behind him.
The wounded recovered quickly under the treatment of healing pills.
Wang Wu successfully broke through the late warrior stage, and Tang Yunshan and Hai Dahe also broke through to the warrior realm.
The strength of other soldiers has also improved.
Now that the strength has improved, it would be a waste not to kill the enemy.
"Of course, we will kill the enemy!" Sheng Huaian said lightly, looking at the rising sun.
"Where to kill?" Hai Dahe asked.
"This is the territory of the Huns, there are enemies everywhere, where do you say we should kill?" Sheng Huaian laughed. Is this guy stupid from practicing?
Everyone rode their horses and left in one direction.
Two and a half hours later, it was noon, and a team of Hun cavalry came to their camp.
"Captain, there are traces of people stationed here. Although they have been covered up, they are very rough." A cavalry captain of a Xiongnu soldier team said.
"Can you tell when they left?" The Xiongnu cavalry captain asked.
"Probably in the morning!"
"Damn, these Wei people are so cunning that they dare to go deep into our grassland." The cavalry captain was very angry.
Yesterday, he thought that these Wei people would find a way to return to Anning Pass after robbing supplies, but he went to stop them and blocked them.
After being delayed for so long, Sheng Huaian and his men had already left after finding traces and chasing them.
"Chase them for me, and never let them cause trouble in our territory." The cavalry captain ordered to continue chasing.
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Sheng Huaian and his men wandered on the grassland and encountered a small Xiongnu tribe.
Looking at the dozens of tents in front, there were only old people, children, and women herding cattle and sheep, and no strong adult men were seen.
All the adult men in this small tribe were drawn to the battlefield.
"Bo Chang!"
Tang Yunshan, Wang Wu and others looked at Sheng Huaian, waiting for Sheng Huaian to give orders.
"Hiss~~"
The horse under Sheng Huaian neighed, and he was in a dilemma.
He had no burden in killing the Xiongnu enemy on the battlefield.
But he was a little reluctant to kill the elderly, women, and children.
After all, his thoughts were different from Tang Yunshan and others.
For Tang Yunshan and others, they were all enemies anyway, so there was no burden to kill them.
Those Xiongnu children would pick up steel knives and invade the south when they grew up.
And those old people and women, grazing cattle and sheep, were also supporting the men in the front.
Wang Wu looked at Sheng Huaian and said, "Forget it, let's go, let's go find other enemies."
Wang Wu knew that Sheng Huaian was a scholar before, and scholars talked about etiquette and education, unlike them, who were rough. It was indeed a bit difficult for Sheng Huaian to take action against these old people, women, and children.
"Let's go, find the next tribe!" Sheng Huaian finally said.
Whenever there were two or three strong young men in this tribe, he would order a charge.
Sheng Huaian and his men rode away on horseback. The people in this tribe didn't know that they had already walked through the gates of hell.
Continuing forward, they encountered another Xiongnu tribe.
This tribe was not small, with more than fifty young and strong people left behind, and the tribe also had thousands of people.
Seeing that there were young and strong people in this tribe, Sheng Huaian gave the order to charge without hesitation.
"Brothers, follow me!"
"Kill!!"
More than fifty riders charged and killed the Xiongnu tribe.
The wounded stayed behind to take care of the supplies and the horses carrying the supplies.
Looking at the cavalry that suddenly rushed up, the people of the Wumu tribe stopped their work and looked at the charging cavalry.
When the cavalry approached, they saw that the costumes of those cavalry were not from their tribe, nor were they Xiongnu cavalry.
"Enemy attack!!" a young man shouted.
"Swoosh!"
An arrow pierced his body, and blood quickly stained his clothes red. He stared blankly at the arrow that pierced his body and fell to the ground.
"Quick, the enemy is attacking, mount your horses to fight!" Wumuhun shouted, then quickly rushed to his warhorse, drew his sword and rushed towards Sheng Huaian and his men.
Other young and strong men also mounted their horses to fight.
Every Xiongnu man is a warrior after he reaches adulthood.
Sheng Huaian was not idle during the charge, he drew his bow and shot the enemy with arrows.
The same was true for the archers in the team, who charged and shot the enemy with bows.
However, the archery skills of the archers in the team could not compare with Sheng Huaian, and occasionally a few of them could hit the enemy.
Some of the Xiongnu who were charging also drew their bows and shot arrows to fight back, but it was difficult to hit the charging Sheng Huaian and his party.
Cavalry, coming like a shadow and going like the wind, was the most difficult to deal with.
"Swoosh!"
"Swoosh!"
"Swoosh!"
Every arrow Sheng Huaian shot could kill a Xiongnu.
The young and strong men left behind in the Wumu tribe were all just adults and had never been on the battlefield.
Except for their excellent riding skills, they had no combat experience at all.
Sheng Huaian and his men had rich combat experience. Even if they did not know cavalry warfare, they were not comparable to those who had just reached adulthood in the Wumu tribe.
The cavalry charged, and Sheng Huaian killed five or six cavalrymen as soon as they came into contact.
His strength was so strong that no one could stop the young men of the Wumu tribe.
Wang Wu, Tang Yunshan, and Hai Dahe were also warriors. Many of the squad leaders were veterans who had been on the battlefield for a long time. Facing a group of newbies, they were simply bullying them.
After a round of charge, only about ten of the fifty young men from the Wumu tribe were left.
Sheng Huaian and his men were all veterans wearing armor and had been on the battlefield for a long time, but some of them were injured.
"Kill!"
Sheng Huaian turned his horse's head and continued to charge. He did not intend to let these ten Huns go.
For the sake of the tribe, the dozen young men from the Wumu tribe did not run away.
In the tribe, they were all their relatives. They had no choice but to fight to the death.
The result was no surprise. The dozen Huns from the Wumu tribe were killed by Sheng Huaian and his men.
After killing the Wumu youths who were able to resist, Sheng Huaian and his men turned around and rushed into the tribe.
"Ah..."
The women and children in the Wumu tribe were terrified.
Some women saw their sons or brothers being killed, and angrily rushed towards Sheng Huaian and his men with knives.
Some women fled with their children, and some old people hid their grandchildren in the haystacks.
Wang Wu, Tang Yunshan and others were not tolerant of women who rushed up with knives. They killed them one by one.
Sheng Huaian watched coldly. If they wanted to die, he would not stop them.
To some extent, Sheng Huaian was still bound by the moral values of his previous life.
Otherwise, no one in this tribe would survive.
"Listen, whoever dares to resist will be killed without mercy." Sheng Huaian shouted.
"Gather everyone together, whoever dares to resist will be killed."
Some people who barely understood Wei language, understood Sheng Huaian's shouting, and were ready to take up weapons to resist, but hesitated.
Those who did not understand, or women whose sons had died, still took up weapons in anger to resist.
The result was that corpses fell one after another.
When all the resisters died, the remaining people looked at the corpses on the ground and the blood dyed the grassland red, and they all trembled.
At the same time, Sheng Huaian saw angry and hateful eyes in many children's eyes.
Sheng Huaian smiled. Sure enough, there is no right or wrong in war, only positions.
"Detain everyone together." Sheng Huaian ordered.
The soldiers under his command pressed everyone together.
Sheng Huaian looked at the Wumu tribesmen who were pressed together, with fear, resentment, and hatred in his eyes.
Especially those half-grown children, who would not hide their angry and hateful eyes.
Those women held their children in their arms and protected them.
"All boys, taller than the wheels, kill!!"
Seeing those hateful and resentful eyes, Sheng Huaian knew that the saint was not worth it.
Since so many people died, let's die more!
"Haha, I'll do it!"
Tang Yunshan heard Sheng Huaian's order and immediately came out to be the executioner.
"I'll do it!"
Since he decided to be a butcher, it would be better to let him do it himself, so that he can also get the killing points.
Tang Yunshan did not argue and caught a boy who looked to be fourteen or fifteen years old.
"Wu Li Gu La, Wu Li Gu La!" The boy struggled desperately.
A woman also rushed out, holding the child.
"Wu La, Wu La..." The woman cried loudly, but was pulled by two soldiers.
Tang Yunshan kicked her to the ground and dragged the boy from the Wumu tribe out.
Sheng Huaian drew out his knife, hardened his heart, and directly cut the boy from the Wumu tribe with one knife.
After killing the Xiongnu boy with hatred and fear in his eyes, Sheng Huaian frowned slightly.
No killing value was generated!
