The Correct Posture For Salted Fish To Turn Over

The people who fell down only heard the painful roar of adults and the stern cry of babies.

Then, their homeland where they had lived for many years was burnt down by a fire.

This group of them, even unable to stop the Mongolian people's footsteps, lay on their homeland and became a handful of fertilizer on the land of their hometown.

Unwilling, resentful, these emotional shadows can't affect Mongolians who have begun to get excited.

Because war represents wealth and unimaginable glory.

And the cavalry who rushed into these satellite towns first have already begun to move towards the wealth they are interested in, and directly start plundering them.

A girl with a yellow sari squirrel on her face screamed in a language that the Mongolian did not understand, dragged a long skirt that fell to the ground, and ran out of a gorgeous house.

And behind her, there followed a few Mongolian soldiers who were attracted by her screams.

They played with the girl in front of them like a cat and a mouse, considering what kind of brows and eyes they looked like under each other's veil, and how their Mengguo mother-in-law would react after taking her back.

But the girl's next behavior let them know that they really think too much.

Because this girl directly drew a pocket machete inlaid with small gems from the black shoes and placed it directly on her neck.

"Don't come here, I'll slay myself when I come again."

It's a pity that she forgot. The language barrier caused much trouble for her announcement.

The Mongolian soldier behind her just paused, and laughed nonchalantly. The approaching speed under her feet did not slow down a bit because of her threat.

"You! You guys! Don't come here really!"

"what!"

The girl didn’t finish her words. A small group of cavalry ran over on the street facing her back. The leader of the small group didn’t even slow down the horse's speed, so he loosened the horse's rein and bent over. , So I took on the waist of the girl from the country.

All of a sudden, the girl rushed her head down and her feet up, and she hugged her up.

‘Ding Dong’

Under the surprise attack, the scimitar in the girl's hand was thrown out because of shock.

She didn't even have the last weapon to save her life, so in the most embarrassed posture, she was pulled to the horse by the Mongolian cavalry.

Just like a sack, she put it on the horse's back, and her beautiful long hair was directly attached to the horse's belly, and she was swept away like a sheep in the running. .

This sudden situation came and went quickly.

The faces of the two soldiers who followed were shocked.

One of them was a little unconvinced and prepared to run two steps quickly, leading the horse behind him, and preparing to catch up with the unreasonable team of men and horses halfway through.

And the companion next to him, who was also his brother, raised his hand to stop his brother.

"You are stupid, you don't even want your future for a woman!"

"But elder brother, we discovered the woman just now. Our sweat laid down the rules earlier. The spoils on the battlefield will belong to whoever sees them first."

"How can such a blatant looting be carried out! Even the basic qualities of life are gone!!"

But after hearing his brother's complaint, his elder brother only looked around vigilantly, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he found that everyone was busy robbing them and had no time to take care of them.

Then he drew his brother a little closer to him, as a veteran, spread the most basic common sense to his younger brother who had just entered the battlefield.

"Have you seen the boots under the foot of the cavalry team and the robes under the armor?"

"I didn't pay attention, what's the matter?"

"That's the best fabrics that can be used only by the leaders of the tribes or their sons."

"What's this called in the Song Dynasty of the Southerners? It's called silk woven from silk."

"Such a person with a face and a face, who is going to grab you a little soldier at this time? What is that for?"

"Who is this for? Think about it, brother, don't be stunned by the beauty."

"Furthermore, this woman from a country with a stalk of flowers, yes, her eyes are as if they are talking, they are black and bright, and their eyelashes are fanned like a small fan."

"But our mother-in-law is not too bad, at least the waist is thick enough, can she give birth?"

"Well, it's not always a feeling for this woman to turn off the lights in the tent. Haha, it's a big deal for our brothers to look for them outside."

"There are so many people here, it's not easy to find a woman?"

The younger brother on the side narrowed his mouth, and reluctantly followed his brother with a grumble, and walked towards the courtyard of another house.

To put it lightly, the lights are turned off, and the eyes are invisible, but the hand can be touched, can't the eagle underneath still be inserted and felt.

Can that be the same?

When he was a chick who hadn't eaten any meat a year ago?

The pair of brothers' rare mouths were gone inconsistently.

Gu Zheng was riding on horseback, following Wo Kuotai's back, looking at the towering walls of the imperial city in front of him, frowning tightly.

It's really because, the ancient city of the thorn tower is too large.

This city is also different from the city in the southern region that is contemporary with this world.

In those vast cities, the walls have been heightened repeatedly to resist the nomads in the north.

So cities in the south are easy to defend and hard to attack. This is common sense on the battlefield.

But who will tell him what is going on with such a tall city wall now in the Hualianzimo country.

Not only that, but the cities of Anita Thorn City are more compact, and compared to the grandeur of the South City, they appear more compact.

There are only two gates on the four sides of the city wall, and there are no exits for the rest.

Not only that, but in the four corners of the city wall, there are arrow towers in the shape of a round arch with a white tile roof.

The width of the gate tower on the four walls can only accommodate one or two soldiers.

Even if you climb up the city gate with a ladder, you can only jump in one Mongolian soldier at a time.

Let's not talk about the Mongolian soldiers' individual combat ability after leaving horseback.

But just climbing up the city wall one by one was enough to consume a large amount of their military power.

Leaving their best combat method, there is only one end, and that is to be consumed alive by this solid city.

When he once again set his sights on the spire of the tallest round church in the city, Gu Zheng no longer sighed at the beauty of the exotic architecture and the pure whiteness of the city like jade.

This color is like giving people a funeral, it's too unlucky!

The highest command troops of this army are all standing on the high **** outside the city, behind them are endless cavalry, but everyone's face does not have any relaxed expression.

As the highest commander, Wo Kota, controlling the horses, walked to the front of the crowd, pointed the whip in his hand to the front, and began to question his two sons.

"Guiyou, Haigu Duzheng."

"The son is here."

"Which one of you said, if you are in charge, how should this battle be fought?"

Guiyou on the side glanced at Gu Zheng beside him, and found that the other party was just frowning and not speaking. His face was filled with a bit of contentment, and he took the lead to move the horse a few steps forward.

Then he gave his answer confidently.

"Father, a city of this size is not half the size of the Southerners. We only need to transport the ladder used for siege to the city, and then cooperate with the suppression of the arrow rain of our light cavalry engineers."

"When attacking on the city, it is enough to suppress their sneak attacks on the arrow towers on the four walls of the city."

"At that time, you only need to attack a wall and let the sword, axe and shield soldiers fight it in front."

"Our soldiers captured the city wall and opened the gates, and our cavalry could drive straight in and break the city in one fell swoop."

"In less than a day, you will be able to conquer the imperial thorn city."

Hearing that Wo Kuo closed his eyes, he continued to ask: "Then our soldiers, after they have captured one city wall~www.wuxiaspot.com~, how can they defend against the other three walls, and they continue to rush to help the arachnids. What about the army of the model?"

"At that time, how can our soldiers go down from the nearly ten-meter-high city wall and open the gate for our cavalry to pass underneath, in front of the city gate surrounded by the soldiers of Huacangzi Mo in a melee situation? "

"this……"

In less than a moment of thinking about it, Guiyu straightened his chest. He waved his arm behind him and returned with great enthusiasm: "Our Mongolian soldiers are all fearless warriors. ."

"These people who grow up tenderly in the city, how do they understand our bravery."

"As long as the troops on one side resist the attack on the wall, when there are more people assembled, we will rush down like sharp knives in one breath."

"Use the blood of a team of men and horses in exchange for the victory of a large army!"

Hearing what the eldest son said, Wo Kotai's chest only felt blood surge, and an unspeakable anger was about to burst out, but after Gu Zheng's sudden speech, she calmed down inexplicably.

Finally, his son still has a clever one.

At this time, Gu Zheng quickly cut off his stupid eldest brother's speech before Kiyu spoke more dehumanizing and morale-damaging remarks.

Although the discussion of the three of them was separated from the position of the generals behind them.

But Gu Zheng did not guarantee that there were people in the army behind him who were talented ears.

After all, soldiers who are good at using bows and arrows, and who have been fighting in the field for a long time, usually have very advanced hearing.

If Guiyu's practice of letting soldiers use their lives to fill the victory, let the tribal generals behind them hear it, let alone how unhappy they are with their own ideas.

It's the support of my father, maybe it won't be so sincere.