Chapter 324 Cruel! Taisun Youjun’s Amazing Transformation!
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To the east of Lingbei lies the Tula River.
Because of the existence of the Tula River, a fertile pasture has been formed here.
Pasture is undoubtedly the foundation and lifeblood of nomadic tribes.
Therefore, this fertile pasture is home to many large and small Mongolian tribes.
However, in this fertile pasture, a ruthless massacre is taking place at this moment.
Zhu Zhanji was riding a tall horse, looking a little tired.
His whole body seemed to be soaked in blood, exuding a pungent smell of blood.
"Boss Zhu, how is the situation?"
Zhu Zhanhe immediately stepped forward and spoke tiredly. It could be seen that their mental state was not very good.
According to the information given by His Majesty the Emperor, the two of them followed all the way here, but they didn't even see Mao in disgrace.
It's not that the emperor's information is wrong, but that Tuo Huan is too cunning and cunning.
Along the way, the two of them slaughtered many tribesmen, but they never found any trace of Tuohuan!
You must know that most of these tribes are Oara tribes.
After all, in the battle in the eighth year of Yongle, the Tatar tribe suffered heavy losses and their vitality was severely damaged.
Wala originally lived in western Mongolia and took the opportunity to grow and move into Mobei. However, he did not expect that he would face such a disaster today.
They were from the Oara tribe with the same roots, and they had no information about Tuohuan. It was as if the four thousand households led by Tuohuan had disappeared from the world, which was very depressing.
Zhu Zhanji looked at the Wala barbarian who kept falling in a pool of blood. His cold eyes were colorless and he said calmly: "It's almost time for a stick of incense!"
In the fertile Tula River pasture in front of us, there are four nomadic tribes who live by the water. The number of tribes is about 7,000, mainly a small Oara tribe.
Therefore, the land is rich in water and grass, making it a rare and excellent pasture, so it attracted these tribes.
But precisely because of this, they suffered a disaster today.
Two good saints and grandsons were riding on tall war horses, with three thousand Imperial Army soldiers standing behind them.
They did not participate in the massacre, but quietly watched the young soldiers take action, driving their horses to pierce and slash back and forth. One after another, the barbarians fell into a pool of blood, their eyes cold and ruthless.
More than a month has passed since Taisun's young army accepted the mission assigned by the emperor and left the Chinese army camp to fight alone.
Along the way, they had massacred six Mongol tribe settlements, killing all living creatures over one foot tall.
Where Taisun Youjun passed by, there was blood and drift, and no chickens or dogs were left behind!
It was not because they were cruel and cold-blooded by nature, but because they had seen so many tragic experiences of the Han women who were taken captive on the grasslands, the officers and soldiers of the three armies could not help but feel the anger in their hearts.
Originally, the officers and soldiers of this young army were all young men of fifteen or sixteen years old. They had never been on the battlefield and killed an enemy before. They were still extremely immature. Therefore, they were kind-hearted and lucky, and did not even want to commit more crimes.
In the first Wala tribe, three thousand forbidden soldiers killed all the adult men in the tribe.
Facing the defenseless old, weak, women and children, the two good saints and grandsons decided to let them go after discussion.
After all, the imperial court implemented the sheep herding plan and needed these old and weak women and children to raise cattle and sheep near the Great Wall.
Moreover, Taisun Youjun, who is well-equipped, does not care about the threats posed to them by these old, weak, women and children.
The main reason is that both Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Zhanhe are still young, have benevolence and compassion, and both of them have a bright future, and they do not want to bear the reputation of being "violent and murderous".
But all this changed instantly after a young soldier walked into a certain tent in the tribe.
Together with the two good saint-grandsons, the entire 10,000-strong Taisun's young army suddenly became bloodthirsty and crazy, slaughtering not only the entire small tribe, but also everything in the tribe that could breathe, even the infants. The babies were not spared.
Why?
Because they deserve to die!
Zhu Zhanji still remembers the lingering nightmare.
Inside the tent, there were two Han women. One had her limbs cut off and had a bulging belly. She had no decent clothes on her body and was huddled in the corner of the tent shivering. The other had one eye gouged out, her body was covered with scars, and her lower body was covered in pieces. It was a mess, and lying on the ground was worse than death.
The first thing these two Han women said when they saw Zhu Zhanji was not to beg him to take them home, but to beg him to kill them and give them a happy life!
Especially the pregnant woman, who told Zhu Zhanji with a numb expression that she just wanted to die as soon as possible, hoping that the "warriors" of the Ming Dynasty could fulfill her wish and allow her to end her miserable life.
Otherwise, the woman didn't say a word.
Their identity is nothing more than the people of the northern border of the Ming Dynasty, the people of the Great Wall border.
The reason why they are here is simply that they were kidnapped when the Mongolian tribes went south to clear grass in the valley!
After all, on the grasslands, in addition to silk, tea, ironware, etc., the "hard currency" produced in the Ming Dynasty also included women!
Han women were the favorite playthings of the nomadic tribe leaders and nobles. Their smooth and delicate skin alone was far superior to those of the taller women in the tribe.
Therefore, plundering the food and women of the Central Plains is the consensus of every nomadic tribe going south to clear grass valleys!
Food can enable them to survive the harsh winter, women can provide them with entertainment, and can also give birth to children...
Zhu Zhanji still remembers that he clearly saw hatred and resentment in the eyes of this Han woman, which was directed at the Mongolian barbarians.
However, he also saw contempt!
Yes, contempt!
That is contempt for the son of the Han family!
That's because they, the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, failed to fulfill their responsibilities and obligations to protect their homes and country!
They, the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, eat the food grown by the common people and wear the clothes woven by the common people, but they let their own people suffer the abuse of the barbarians here, and they can't even protect them!
Zhu Zhanji still remembers that look of contempt and disdain, and it also made him realize clearly and clearly, UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.net What is "people who are not my race must have different minds"!
All barbarians deserve to die!
The two Han women died, and it was Zhu Zhanji and Zhu Zhanhe who did it themselves in front of the entire army!
Ten thousand soldiers witnessed this scene with their own eyes, witnessed their fellow women being wantonly insulted by the barbarians, and witnessed the two Zhu family men swearing a poisonous oath to take revenge!
Because of this sudden accident, Taisun Youjun, who was originally immature, began to transform and grow in the blood of two Han women!
It was from that moment on that they began to become silent, began to become bloodthirsty, and began to become cruel!
Perhaps, this change seems a bit extreme.
But such a change is very beneficial to Taisun Youjun, who is in the hinterland of the grassland.
At least, they no longer have to be so merciful and worry about whether they should kill the old, weak, women and children of these Mongolian tribes!
After experiencing that sudden change, in the eyes of the young army officers and soldiers, the barbarians were Tatars. Even the infant child was still a little barbarian, and his hands were destined to be stained with the blood of the Ming Dynasty soldiers in the future!
Being born as barbarians is their greatest crime!
But precisely because of this, the soldiers of the young army all had a smell of blood on their bodies. Even if they were soaked in water for a day, the pungent smell of blood could not be washed away.
Seeing that the massacre was almost over, Zhu Zhanhe turned to Zhu Zhanji and said, "Boss, just rest here. The brothers are all exhausted. It's time to repair themselves."
"There happens to be a river nearby, so I can finally take a good bath!"
"Well, sure." Zhu Zhanji nodded lightly, and then added: "Tell the brothers, kill them all, leaving no chickens or dogs behind!"
"Check the body, remember to hit the target, chop off all the heads, and build a Jingguan!"
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