The White Horse Raids the Three Kingdoms

"Let the Huns know the might of our Northwest sons, and trample you to death."

The next moment, Quedev's cavalry had only time to fire a wave of arrows, and the cavalry on the opposite side slammed into it fiercely, blood was flying, people were flying, and it was impossible to tell who was who.

Quaid couldn't sit still, his eyes were red with anxiety, and he even wanted to jump off his horse, until a Xiliang cavalryman was about to rush up to him and stabbed a bodyguard off his horse, and pulled him away. With a loud voice, he rode his horse and turned around to run, while the cavalry behind him ran like a broken dam.

Then, there was the scene of walking through the woods before.

At this moment, Quedev felt a chill in his heart, but saw the expressionless young man suddenly raised his head.

At this moment, his eyes were as bright as stars.

Many Xiongnu rangers were startled, for some reason, looking at these eyes, their hearts felt indescribably cold.

"You guys are really a bunch of greedy guys who are not afraid of death."

A smile overflowed from the corner of Gao Zhi's mouth, and there seemed to be an unimaginable chill in this smile.

Although his words were not heavy, they could be clearly heard by more than a hundred people. Many Xiongnu soldiers looked at each other in blank dismay. This man must have been frightened, but why were their hearts filled with a chill of bewilderment?

Suddenly, in a flash, the figure of this young man has disappeared from their sight.

"what……"

The shrill screams pierced the night sky, and everyone's eyes were blurred. It seemed that someone was thrown high into the night sky and disappeared.

In the blink of an eye, the screams seemed to be contagious, one after another.

Many Xiongnu stragglers shouted angrily, wanting to surround and kill that person, but they soon found that they couldn't keep up with this person's rhythm at all.

After only a moment, dozens of people actually fell down, and only a few people with unique vision left. Seeing that the situation was not good, they ran away immediately.

In this gray grassland, there is no friendship at all between people. Friends who stand shoulder to shoulder with blood today may become enemies tomorrow, and enemies today may gather together to drink and talk tomorrow.

In this world that speaks with knives, people only recognize strength. Whoever has the strongest strength, the fastest knife, and the most hated heart is their wolf king.

On the contrary, they will also ruthlessly abandon the useless!

Quedev was terrified, and was about to move away, but felt his body sink, and his legs suddenly fell to his knees.

Gao Zhi put a hand on his shoulder, and his voice was like ice for thousands of years: "After you broke the city, where are those Hun soldiers now?"

"You Huns, how many people are here to plunder southward? Who is in command?"

Quedev hesitated for a moment, and suddenly felt a strong force rushing from his shoulders, and the pain penetrated to the bone marrow. Moreover, the opponent's powerful momentum seemed to be real, and it even destroyed his will to resist in an instant.

"Don't curse, just answer me obediently and obediently, and help us rediscover the problem."

In front of a strong person in the realm of transformation, not everyone can bear even this strong mental pressure.

"It adds up to more than five thousand."

"How's the strength?"

"Enough to attack you!"

"Hey, you can take it for sure?" Gao Zhi sneered, and laughed out loud, his voice full of murderous intent.

Knowing something was wrong, he shouted with the last ray of hope: "My lord, spare me, and the villain will never dare to do anything wrong again."

Gao Zhi stared coldly, and said: "This is a battlefield, there is no need to...speak credit, especially to...animals like you!."

He leaped high, he didn't even bother to give orders, just like this, he reined in the reins, turned the horse's head, and like a cloud, it moved towards the direction of the Xiongnu army like the wind, and flew like lightning. go.

Behind him, the man's body shook twice, and finally collapsed, just like the countless people he had killed, he couldn't get up again!

290 Burning, Killing, Looting

The impact of war has never only affected a small group of people, especially when facing the invasion of foreign races.

As the saying goes, prosperity, the people suffer, and death, the people suffer.

When the flames of war are raging and spreading, the most unlucky ones are those ordinary people who are unarmed but have to be involved in it.

Hanoi County used to be considered a rich and large county, but now, many places in Hanoi today have been looted, houses collapsed everywhere, and the streets are also filthy.

Old people in ragged clothes, sobbing and dragging their bare buttocks children, and then fell to the ground, women and young adults carrying the things that can be used at home, or pushing carts crowded in the fleeing crowd, human voices, crying voices, voices of shouts, voices of domestic animals....

All kinds of voices gathered together under this sky, and the mountains stretched away.

The roads and forests were crowded with people, and the heart-piercing cries gathered above the crowd.

There were people all over the mountains and plains, and noisy voices buzzed in my ears. The crying children stopped after being slapped a few times by the man.

An old woman with gray hair and ragged clothes was supported and sat tremblingly under the tree, looking at her relatives who had gone away with cloudy eyes, her thin and weak legs moved, she fell to the ground, but she couldn't stand up anymore. .....

With the large-scale invasion of Hun soldiers, a large number of people in Hanoi County began to leave their homes.

Or go to seek refuge with relatives, or go to the city to beg, and return to the dilapidated homeland after the war, and continue to live as before. Perhaps some of them will never return to their hometown.

However, since the beginning of the war, generations of their ancestors have also walked over and back in this way, and continued to multiply.

Because, they simply do not have the ability and courage to deal with and resist those foreign violent soldiers.

As the saying goes, banditry is like a grate, and soldiers are like shaving, just like when the yellow turban bandits came, they naturally burned, killed and looted.

Today's Huns are even more insane, tyrannical, terrifying and bloody!

In fact, this is not only the case in Hanoi County, but also in the whole Han Dynasty.

Over the years, the Yellow Turban Army, the official army, the Xiliang Army, the coalition of princes, foreigners, Xianbei people, Huns...

These people of the same race and different races are killing each other, fighting constantly, it is really "fight for the city, kill people to fill the city, fight for land to fight, kill people to fill the wild!" '

They are also used to it. Facing these ferocious and tyrannical guys with sharp scimitars and endless killings, all they can do is run away and dodge.

...

However, even so, those Hun soldiers would not easily choose to let them go!

The smoke and fire are filled with smoke, and the cooking dust is clamoring.

The breeze was blowing, and it seemed that they could smell a bloody smell from the wind.

Slices, rows, villages, households, countless county towns and manors, were all trampled and smashed by horseshoes and blades!

On a Zhuangzi about ten miles west of Mozhi County, corpses holding weapons were broken in front of the courtyard gate.

Going in, the scarlet and dazzling colors spread out, and the crying of women came from the corridor, and more than a dozen figures of men, women and children stood there with their heads hanging down, and bones with shredded flesh fell into sight .