Chapter 1375

Tian Hu, who has full confidence in the black riding Dragon Guard, has long been waiting for the moment when the other party failed to escape. When the opportunity came, he gave an order, and one thousand of his cavalry raised their bows and shot. One Mongolian cavalry after another fell to the ground from their horses. They fell with stars in their eyes and could not find the southeast and northwest.

Rows of cavalry went away from all sides in a neat formation, forming a huge circle, surrounding a solid with 300 Mongolian cavalry. Also let some Mongolian cavalry who just got up from the ground and wanted to escape show a look of despair.

"Catch them all and kill the rebels!" after the Tian Hu in a purple cloak gave the order, his elite cavalry quickly came forward and stopped one Mongolian cavalry after another. When the heads of three Mongolian cavalry who wanted to resist with a knife were cut off and the blood splashed three feet high, the other Mongolian cavalry became honest. At this time, they all looked desperate, like the civilians who had been surrounded and killed by them.

From the beginning to the end of the war, even half an hour didn't work. Yang Er had fought again and returned to Yang Chendong. "Report to young master, twelve enemies were killed and 288 were captured in this war. There were no casualties on our side. Please give instructions."

"Clean the battlefield and interrogate the prisoners." Yang Chendong's magnetic Chinese voice came out. Yang Er immediately paid a military salute and handed everything over to commander Tian Hu.

Tian Hu, who has experienced many battles, is naturally familiar with these things and can no longer be familiar with them. He soon came to Aheqi and asked about whether there were Mongolian cavalry nearby. After Tian Hu mercilessly cut off two fingers, ah Heqi, who was completely stupid, screamed loudly: "I say, I say."

Within a quarter of an hour, Aheqi confessed the fact that there was another Mongolian cavalry by the Lena river a hundred miles away.

"Sixth young master, he confessed that there is a Mongolian cavalry with a number of 2000 by the Lena River in the northeast. Their task is to monitor this area and prevent the breakthrough of the Far East army." Tian Hu came to Yang Chendong and stood at attention and saluted and reported.

"Two thousand cavalry?" Yang Chendong sneered at the corners of his mouth. "The army set out to eat them."

Any force that dares to provoke the five-star army is the enemy. Yang Chendong has never been soft on the enemy, let alone an alien army.

Although there were only 1500 people, none of the soldiers showed fear after Yang Chendong's order was issued. In their view, it seems that it is natural for them to surround and eat the two thousand Mongolian cavalry. It is so normal and ordinary.

A team of 50 people was left to watch ah Heqi and more than 100 prisoners. In the twinkling of an eye, Yang Chendong disappeared beside the AMGA river with his main army.

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Lena river.

The river is flowing from high to low. Beside the three foot wide river, a camp was built here. A famous Mongolian soldier patrolling with a saber is interspersed among them. Piles of firewood are piling up here, and all dressed sheep are being put on the firewood pile.

What a lively scene.

It was getting dark, and a pile of bonfires were lit. From one side of the camp, a woman in ragged clothes and white skin lined up and walked out. In the light of the fire, everyone's face showed a frightened expression.

These women were all captured by Mongolian cavalry. They were all women from some nearby Russian tribes. In these days, Mongolian cavalry appeared like locusts, invaded their homes, killed all their men and captured them here.

Some of them lost their father, some lost their husband, and some lost their children. Some of them have been numb by the experience. If they didn't have the courage to die, I'm afraid they would have followed in the footsteps of their relatives.

But although they did not die, they only had an empty body. Without soul and hope, they were just walking corpses.

"Bring them out and let them dance. It's good to eat. Hahaha." a middle-aged man in Mongolian war clothes said with laughter. He is nanliti, the general of the two thousand Mongolian army.

Since he came to the Far East from west Bethlehem with Julian, he has been as happy as in heaven every day. Take the cavalry out to sweep and kill during the day, and enjoy the fruits of victory at night. Under his small eyes, his eyes carefully scanned those white women and had selected two targets to serve him to sleep tonight.

Compared with life in the Far East, I really don't know how much happier it is than in the barren Siberian region. There are good wine, beauties, and a developing Han Army that can be used as prey at any time. Compared with the Siberian region that has been swept by them many times for a long time, it is really too rich.

Of course, what nanliti enjoys is still far from what hulihan Khan and general akmu enjoy. The other party has won the state city of Al city in the Far East, where there are hundreds of thousands of people of all ethnic groups, and there are countless wealth and beauties.

Although he was envious, nanliti had to sigh. He knows that his qualifications are still shallow, and some good things can't come to his head. But he was not without any hope. For example, if he could find a hiding place for the remaining sins of the Far East army, it would be tantamount to making great contributions. It is said that the food of the Far East army is hidden in a very secret place. Only the governor knows where it is. Once he finds this person, he will be qualified to go to Al city. At that time, his treatment will be changed dramatically.

"Well, tomorrow we have to send someone to search nearby and expand the scope of the search. But now, of course, we should enjoy it. Ha ha, come on, let them jump." for nanliti, who has full expectations for tomorrow, his expression seems to be full of longing and hope, and the whole person's mood seems to become more excited at this moment.

When the general gave the order, the women who were driven out of the house were blown into the inner circle and danced the Russian national dance with the light of the campfire.

In the periphery, countless Mongolian cavalry drank horse milk wine, ate roasted whole sheep, drooled and laughed. When some people look at the field, they are still full of obscenity, just like the evil children on the grassland staring at the white and tender lamb.

The women felt this palpitating look, and some timid people began to cry. They had thought of what fate they would have once it was late at night. Thinking that it would soon become something on the bed of these wolf like characters, some people couldn't help sobbing.

Everyone will be afraid. Now Russian girls are not only afraid, but have begun to fear, which also makes their dancing posture messy, which immediately attracted the shouting and scolding of some Mongolian soldiers.

The more nervous it was, the more likely it was to make mistakes. Finally, after a woman was distracted, especially a Mongolian soldier's eyes were too direct. When he wanted to avoid this kind of eyes, he sprained his foot carelessly, and the whole person immediately fell to the ground.

"Asshole, you can't even dance well. What's your use?" a Mongolian soldier nearest pulled out his machete and walked towards the fallen woman with fierce eyes.

With murderous spirit on his body and anger in his eyes, he wants to make an example to all Russian girls. He wants to let all Russian girls know that they can only obey in front of the heroic Mongolian soldiers, otherwise they will be dead.

Mongolian soldiers stood up and attracted the exclamation of Russian girls. They held together, but only threw the fallen girl aside. In times of crisis, human selfishness is reflected incisively and vividly. Although they are all prey, there is still no meaning to stand out for girls. Living is better than dying. This truth is easy to be reflected in many aspects.

All the girls trembled with fear, which led to the laughter of other Mongolian soldiers. They like to see their prey afraid. It seems that only in this way can they show their strength.

The Mongolian soldier who got up had pulled out his machete and walked a few steps in front of the fallen Russian girl. What he saw was longing and pitiful helpless eyes. But at this time, he seems to have not seen it. These days, two Russian people have died in his hands. He is no longer afraid of killing. On the contrary, he can feel a sense of happiness.

Killing is sometimes addictive, especially when the prey dare not resist, but when he is allowed to slaughter, the feeling is unspeakable. The Mongolian soldier raised his machete high in his hand, his face was full of smiles, and then a knife fell into the air. He couldn't help looking at the woman's blood and falling to the ground.

Other Mongolian soldiers did not move, as if this scene had been used to it. They are still waiting for the knife to fall quickly. As long as this woman dies, other Russian girls will be more obedient. Don't they just do what they want and let them do it?

Unconsciously, everyone's eyes fell on the Mongolian soldier, waiting for what would happen next. But one breath passed, two breaths passed, and the high machete did not fall down for a long time. Until after three breath, I don't know who suddenly shouted, "where's the bow and arrow?"

"Bad, enemy attack!"

Against the light of the campfire, a feather arrow with trembling tail appeared on the back of the Mongolian soldier. At this time, it has fallen into a quarter. Just now, because of the angle, no one paid attention. Now they can see clearly, and some experienced veterans began to shout.