Chapter 943

"Kill all without amnesty!"

"Burn what you can't take away!"

"After capture and registration, give it to the baggage camp. You are not allowed to carry anything unrelated to the war!"

On the grassland, under the blue sky and white clouds, we have just experienced a killing.

The people of the western regions roared and charged on horseback. They rushed into a tribe of sparse Capricorn people and fought with full enthusiasm against the rebellious Er sparse Capricorn people.

The Han army of the western region's capital guard circuitously pursued the fast Shujie people, while the recruited Han people stayed outside the tribe to intercept the Shujie people who broke out in twos and threes.

The Shujie tribe with about 2000 people disappeared into the long river of history in only two hours. Those who resisted were either killed or captured, and those who did not resist would become part of the booty.

Fang Lun wiped the blade with a rag, put the sabre back in the scabbard, and watched the plumes of black smoke rise to the tribe in the sky. There was no fluctuation in his heart.

"This tribe is so poor!" Wang Mian looked depressed: "there are fewer horses, cattle and sheep than expected, and there is no camel."

Shujie people are still in the semi bronze age. The valuable thing is livestock. If you want to count something, you can be a slave population.

This is the fourth Capricorn tribe they destroyed along the way. In fact, the first three did not get satisfactory booty. They harvested less than expected, so they were naturally unhappy.

"Set!"

It's still early. Maybe there's enough time to attack the next target.

Fang Lun and Wang Mian were selected into the left Route Army. They first hid in taohuai for nearly a month. They waited for the right route army to successfully attract the attention of the hunit people, and then left taohuai and rushed into the area where the hunit people lent to the Shujie people for habitat and reproduction at a lightning speed.

They have penetrated the enemy's territory for about 130 miles. There are nearly 30 formations with two or three thousand people like them. They are interspersed with the elimination of the Shujie tribes along the way. They do not pursue the elimination of all the enemy forces encountered along the way, nor do they want to capture more booty. What they need is to kill into the hunit territory as quickly as possible.

"I haven't finished registering..."

"Can you lack something like this? Go and assemble!"

Although Abati is reluctant to give up, he still has to put down his booty. He did not doubt that the booty would be swallowed up, but wondered how he could tell who was who without careful registration, and how to share the profits in the future?

The Han people are generous... Or the western region's protectors are generous and trustworthy, which has been recognized by the western region's entourage. It was precisely because of the commitment and recognition shown by the guards of the western regions that they went on an expedition to hunit with the Han army with enthusiasm. Otherwise, even if they were really in the wrong mood, they would inevitably procrastinate or worship the Yang.

The team set out again and left the baggage team to pick up the spoils. They will transport them to the rear for statistics and storage. It doesn't matter whether the people who should share the spoils will come back. Even if the owner of the spoils doesn't come back alive, the western region capital guard will send the spoils to their families.

In the western regions, the capital protector of the western regions is the highest institution of the Han Empire and a department integrating military affairs and administration. Although it adheres to the policy of "reducing the number of people", it is always wiser to tempt the people of the western regions to work for the Han army with wealth and goods and be consumed than to eliminate the people of the western regions in an all-round way.

They are located in a Gobi area about 20 miles to the West.

The vertical width of the Gobi should be about 30 Li. It is not suitable for grazing because there is no water and grass. It only passes by when it travels between the East and the West.

The troops will stop by a river to replenish and store water near the Gobi area.

When Fang Lun came to the river, he saw a scene after the killing.

"The Rangers come first." Wang Mian didn't know who he was asking for the news. He showed off to Fang Lun: "a hundred Rangers and a thousand Wusun servants killed more than 1000 people here like chopping melons and vegetables, and none of them ran away."

"Huh?" Fang Lun asked unexpectedly, "did you leave any prisoners?"

Wang Mian looked at the fool and said, "do you have eyes to see the baggage team following?"

It's no wonder to see so many bodies but no living prisoners.

The bodyguards of the western regions were instructed to bury the bodies. They were also surprised and surprised at how there were the bodies of young women.

"What a pity." Abati looked at a girl with a pale face and dying in peace: "she is still young, but she died here."

"Her clothes are well dressed." Zeku even reached out and pinched the girl's chest: "not long after death, it's soft."

After death, the blood will stop circulating, the muscle activity will disappear, and it will become stiff and the skin color will turn blue after about an hour.

People in the western regions don't say that the dead are big. If the time and place are not right, Zeku doesn't exclude "doing something while it's hot".

"I mean, don't you kill young women?" Abati pointed to the bodies thrown into the pit: "this time they don't even have a chance to become slaves."

Zeku turned to look at the people who were not far away frolicking and eating, and recognized the existence of Wusun people: "as far as I know, the Han Army did not kill the elderly, women and children when it had to."

Abati recalled it carefully, hearsay or seeing and hearing with his own eyes, as if that was the case.

When the Han army was not threatened, it did not take the initiative to kill the elderly, women and children. It was servants and entourages of all ethnic groups who did this.

It's good to say hypocrisy or anything. The Han Army didn't do those things in order not to become an animal army. In fact, the most important thing is that someone can do it for you. Otherwise, if you really do it yourself, you should do it again if you have an order to repel the Han soldiers.

"Go over here and move forward..." Su Ren pointed to the West: "it takes at least 30 miles to get water replenishment again."

A group of officers gathered together. They had talked for a while. While gathering intelligence, they finally confirmed their respective marching routes.

"There are 3000 camels in the team. They will be arranged at the back and walk with the water convoy." Yang Su is the commander of this unit. He commands five thousand soldiers, ten thousand Han Xiaoguo and fifty or sixty thousand western region entourage with the rank of Colonel: "the old rule is that a small number of people rush to the front with Xiaoguo and entourage. After passing the Gobi area, you know what to do."

The officers were all serious: "promise!"

The team with full water bags set out first. One person brought at least three water bags. In addition to their main mounts, there was at least one auxiliary horse to provide transfer.

The hunites were attracted by the right route army, and the military strength in the territory was empty. They came here to kill and destroy and pursue speed.

Gobi is a place full of sand. It seems that the whole world is only earthy yellow except for the blue sky and white clouds in the sky.

In such a place, a slightly larger wind can roll up a piece of sand and dust, and sometimes a rotating tornado can be seen.

"It's hard to find withered branches in this place." Fang Lun is no stranger to the Gobi. To the north of their village is the Gobi: "it is more desolate than ours."

What the Gobi and the desert have in common is that it is difficult to see green plants. The difference is that the Gobi at least has soil, but the desert is full of sand.

There were no people in the Gobi area for thirty miles. They met some caravans or other teams on their way. Usually, those teams found them and began to escape, and then they separated teams to pursue them.

"Hurry up!" Li Bing's mouth and nose are covered with cloth. When he opens his mouth, he won't be filled with sand and dust. His voice can't help but be stuffy: "solve them and go back and meet them immediately."

Those who found that the Han Army ran away did not know that the Han army was hostile at the beginning. It was difficult for different teams to coexist peacefully when they met each other, whether in the western regions or in the Gobi. Even if they did not do it at the first time, they would definitely monitor each other and wait for the opportunity to start.

Each unit of the Han Army had at least two or three thousand people, one of whom was at least a double horse, and did not carry materials.

For the caravan or any team, it's the most terrible team they see. Usually, it's the horse thief group cruising in the Gobi. The army is no better than the horse thief group. It's stupid not to escape.

Li Bing took more than 500 people to pursue a business trip with about 200 people. He was the first to see blood when he wielded weapons. With a clean knife, he cut off a head. The headless body on the horse's back spewed a stream of blood from the neck before it fell down.

"Surrender, we surrender."

"The goods are yours!"

"Don't kill me, my family will pay the ransom!"

The Han people listen to the pronunciation of "gurgling", which may be understood by the western people's entourage, but as a running dog, they never have any right to speak.

This business trip found that it could not escape no matter how, and then it stopped by itself. They were driven and gathered together, constantly "chattering" and looked at the unidentified armed forces who surrounded themselves with eager eyes.

Li Bing made a round of horse riding inspection, mainly to identify who they were and who they were.

"There are Persians and ah San." Li Bing kept sweeping the Persians, watching them roar fiercely, and said expressionless, "work."

The most important thing is that there are no Chinese talents surrounded. Where the rest come from will not be a problem at all.

The western people's entourage who got the order rushed up cheering. For them, it doesn't matter who to kill. The key is to be able to kill and count the credit. One head represents 500 five baht coins.

The Han Empire and sassanne are allies. Shouldn't they even kill the Persians? Not to mention how much the Han Empire cared about the alliance with sassanne. Anyone who would hinder or threaten military action, even the Han people could not tolerate the slightest mercy when necessary. Just because of the strength of the Han Empire today, they usually don't have to be embarrassed to kill their peers to achieve any goal.

"Fur, cloth and some miscellaneous things."

"Leave one to count."

The animal power will be collected and taken away, and the body will be discarded in place.

At the same time, in addition to some valuable trophies that are easy to carry, the goods will be left in place.

The booty is not taken away, but will be counted. The main reason is that people in the western regions can't work for nothing. In order not to be troubled by wealth and goods, the western region's capital guard won't lack so much money. Naturally, they will share profits later.

"Do they really make strict statistics on how much we should divide?" Zeku's body fluctuated with the gallop of the war horse, but his head couldn't help looking back: "is there any bad rumor?"

Abati was also looking at the rear, but the difference between him and Zeku was that he knew that even if the Han people fooled around, what could they do except complain? Everything is not to be pinned on the noble character of the Han people.

For the bodies and goods left in place, the Gobi will soon make most of the bodies and goods disappear on the surface. In less than a day, all traces of killing will disappear. In a long time, people will find bones buried under the sand here.

"Isn't the relationship between the Persians and the hunites very tense?" Wang Mian always had too much curiosity: "Why are there Persians in hunit?"

"When was the relationship between Han people and grassland tribes not tense?" Fang Lun said dully, "when will the grassland be short of Han people who go shopping?"

Wang Mian found that he had indeed asked a silly question and smiled.

The Han Army entering the Gobi area did not encounter too many non local teams, but they would hunt down one when they found it.

They will not only do that in the Gobi area, but also go through the Gobi area to the populated area, killing and destruction all the way.

The history of hunit people is not long. It should be 30 or 40 years ago that they formed a unified force. Their relations with Persian Sassan have been tense for a long time, but they have a very friendly relationship with the tydoro Dynasty.

According to some Persians, hunit is a new tribe with multi-ethnic integration. It mainly has many happy people, and there are a considerable number of Huns and kusanas.

In the accounts of the Persians, hunit is a brave and fighting tribe, and its combat style is also extremely tenacious.

"These guys are fierce!" Fang Lun said with some fear: "the blade was stuck in the clavicle and almost stabbed."

They were in a small village that was captured, and the western people also did some dirty and tiring work. The Han Army and Xiaoguo took the time to rest.

In this village with only 300 people, it was easy for them to kill. At the beginning, there was no difficulty in killing. Probably the hunit people found that they would be slaughtered, and all men, women and children began to work hard.

"The hunites are really different from the people of the western regions." Wang Mian's face was not very good: "two of my attendants died."

Will look bad, not sad, the retinue died, but Wang Mian went back to pay two pensions.

Fang Lun didn't know what to say. He just knew that his side had suffered nearly 100 casualties, and 27 people had fallen forever on this strange land.

War will certainly kill people. Even Wang Mian is too powerful. Otherwise, he won't die as two attendants.

Wang Mian smiled as if he were crying: "my brother-in-law is dead."

"..." Fang Lun comforted, "you still have seven brothers-in-law."