Vol 8 Chapter 33: Gesang

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Faced with a group of fierce cavalry, Gesang huddled on the ground, holding her last lamb tightly, no matter how the strong man in front of him punched and kicked her, she still clenched her teeth and did not let go.
Even if there is already salty blood flowing out of your mouth, it would be futile to do so.
Spring has just passed, and the cattle and sheep who finally survived the cold winter are now the key period to grow up. Grazing is the happiest time for herders at this time, as long as the cattle and sheep eat enough and grow strong enough, winter Then people will not starve to death.
This year is a good time. The grass is lush on the grassland. This is the happiest time for herders. The 13-year-old Gesang heard the old people in the tribe say that this is the most abundant waterweed in the past ten years. Next year, the tribe will be able to feed more people, and the tribe will grow a lot.
Unfortunately, in such a good season, there are wars on the grasslands, which affect everyone.
Soldier disasters are not natural disasters, but they are often more terrible than natural disasters.
The Khitan army has attacked Datang for several months. The cattle and sheep that it carried earlier had eaten a lot, but it still failed to invade the Great Wall on a large scale, and obtained food supplies from the Han city ponds and villages. Under such circumstances, the army had to separate many fighters to raise military food on the grassland.
The way the army raises forage in wartime is almost the same everywhere.
Grabbing is the main content.
Gesang's tribe is not big. The old and weak women and children together, there are only more than a hundred people. Because of this, their tribe is not qualified to participate in this war, it is normal to be robbed of cattle and sheep.
How the tribe without cattle and sheep should survive is obviously an issue that the military will not consider. The army must first ensure its own survival.
When Gesang opened his eyes drowsy, there were no sheep in front of him, dozens of sheep were not left, and the cattle and sheep of other peoples from far and near were gone. Those who resist now are all Become a corpse, lying horizontally and vertically on the lonely grass, the blood flowing into the grass has begun to solidify.
Such a desperate way of grabbing food is rare in the grasslands.
Gesang felt her head hurt as if it was going to crack. She now suspected that there were a few cracks in her head. She trembled her hands carefully for a long time. She didn't find any horrible cracks, she was slightly relieved, but the whole head It's all slimy, so she realized that she was seriously injured, I'm afraid she was going to die.
It ’s not too long to go out to raise sheep today. If there is no horse to walk for a long time, Gesang looks up at the sky. It is already setting sun. It will surely die at night.
After sunset, the wolf will come to eat the dead corpse.
Gesang worked hard several times before standing up staggeringly, his eyes darkened, and almost let her fall down again. She half-walked and half-climbed up the grassy slope, and stopped several times because of weakness. When she looked around and looked around, her heart was immediately filled with despair.
Sure enough, none of them came alive.
A horse is gone.
Gesang sat down and burst into tears against the sinking sunset, and she felt the fear of being unable to fight. However, crying is a very physical exhaustion and it will affect the wound on her head. She can't even continue her crying and self-consolation behavior now.
Soon, Gesang no longer wanted to cry.
She didn't even dare move.
The wolf has appeared.
At first it was one, and then one after the other. The corpses of the clan were soon surrounded by wolves, and they were sharply stinged.
The teeth were torn into pieces of minced meat.
Such a scene made Gesang unable to help vomiting, but just after this movement, she began to stare in front of her eyes. She knew that once she lost her vision this time, she would completely faint and become a wolf's belly.
The old people in the tribe often said that before the death, the last scene I saw was the stars in the sky. Gesang couldn't understand it before. Now she realizes it, which makes her start shaking.
A thin wolf was kicked out of the eating circle and deprived of the right to eat. He sobbed a few times and began to wander around the periphery. He tried to change places to eat a few times and was taken away by his companions until he found the grass. Gesang on the slope.
The wolf's blood-stained mouth was extremely stubborn, and the exposed fangs were frightening. It squatted down a dozen steps in front of Gesang, and her green eyes stared at her blinkingly.
Gesang feared yelling and running. But she had no energy.
She found that the thin wolf was waiting for herself to die. Once she fell down, it would pounce, bite her own flesh, and eat herself in her belly.
Listening to the sound of the surrounding wolf eating their own tribe, Gesang gritted his teeth to restrain his fear. If she hadn't thought she was going to be eaten, she would like to hit her head to death.
After all, the twilight came, and Gesang began to tremble cold. Although it is summer, the temperature is still not high after nightfall. For her now, fear is the biggest reason to make her cold.
Just before Gesang started staring at the stars, and when she couldn't hold it, she heard a scream.
That was the wolf's scream.
And it's here.
She opened her eyes reluctantly, and faintly saw the tiny wolf in front of her, who had fallen three steps in front of her, and lost her head, bleeding.
Gesang then saw a strange and handsome face.
She looked at the armored soldier in confusion, and looked left and right, and found that there were many such armors around. Their dress is obviously different from the prairie. The cavalry on the grassland would not be covered in their entire body, nor would the sword be such a straight knife.
So this should be Tang Jun.
Gesang passed out without thinking too much.
When she woke up again, she was already in her familiar tent, but she did not see her parents and younger brother. Only the man who saved him, took off the bag, was cooking something in her iron pot, and the aroma was strong, which made Gesang's appetite open for a day.
Gesang struggled to get up and touched his head, only to find that there was a cloth strip around his head. It seemed that the wound had been bandaged. She looked strangely at Tang Jun, who was sitting in front of the fire and stirring food in an iron pan, wondering why the other party could bring herself back to her tent. "Who are you?"
Zhang Changan glanced back at Gesang, showing a mild smile, "Are you awake? It happens that the broth is also cooked. I have steamed cakes here, you can come and eat some."
Zhang Changan's words were not fluent, but they were not stingy. Gesang heard that although weird, he could understand the meaning.
At this time, a man in a robe opened the curtain and walked in. First, he took a look at Gesang, and then said to Zhang Chang'an: "After treatment, only three survived, and two minor injuries Yes, there are five people in total ... Oh, counting her, it should be six. "
Of course, these words were spoken in Mandarin, and Gesang certainly did not understand.
But she recognized the guy in a robe.
In fact, the tribe shepherds of a hundred miles away nearby, just
No one doesn't know him.
Gesang knew that he was a Taoist, and the Taoist name was clean. Everyone in the tribe called him a clean master. There were several disciples under him. They often came to preach and teach in the tribe. In the same way, if someone needs any goods, he can trust the businessmen.
This man is very mysterious in the hearts of the nearby shepherds and has a good status. He is highly respected on weekdays, but not many people believe in the Taoist gods, and shepherds have their own deities.
After eating rice, Gesang's spirit is much better. The kind of steamed cake she has never eaten, although it is dry, but eats with broth, it tastes good and is easy to fill up. For a poor shepherd, whether a thing is delicious or not is directly proportional to its fullness.
Gesang, after eating, also knew the tragedy of the tribe.
The Khitan cavalry not only snatched their cattle and sheep, but also swept through the tribe, snatched away all the food that could be snatched, and all the rebellious herders were stabbed with sabers and horseshoes. A tribe of more than a hundred people now has six living people, one without an arm, one with two legs broken, and one without an eye.
I don't know if it was the Khitan warrior who beat Gesang at first, and when she saw her pathetic, she lowered her hand. Gesang was the one with the least injuries among them.
After finding the body of his family member, the collapsed Gesang fainted again after crying. The wound on his head also cracked, and the blood stained the white cloth covering the wound.
After holding Gesang back to the tent for resettlement, Zhang Changan came out and discussed with Dust.
"I have seen this Khitan grain cavalry during the day. When they slaughtered the tribe, I hid in the woods there, so I observed it very clearly. They are a standard thousand-man team. After a hundred men escorted cattle and sheep back to the east, the rest went north, and it seems they will continue to plunder. "
When Buchen came to this place, he muttered an immeasurable celestial respect, and expressed two kinds of emotions of intolerance and resentment in his eyebrows. Then he said, "There are four tribes of more than 100 people in this area within a hundred miles. Moreover, with the strength of this cavalry, it seems that in two days, this place will completely become a no-man's land. "
Zhang Changan was silent for a moment.
The Khitan Army will not only send one or two troops to raise food, but it will allow a thousand-member team to be formed. It is conceivable how large this army will be, and it will definitely not be less than 20,000.
This is a suitable tactical goal.
Zhang Changan also came here as a scout. The army led by Shangguan Qingcheng is still behind. His task is to explore the situation of the enemy forces in front of him, and cooperate with the chessmen to spread the whole truth of the whole place and the airless monks ’eyes to become the army. Look for targets that can be attacked, and identify powerful enemies that must be avoided for the army.
"The situation on the prairie is more complicated. The army cannot dispatch without a guide, otherwise it is easy to lose direction in the vast wasteland. Although we have traveled a lot in these years, we are far worse than these shepherds in terms of local knowledge.
"If the army needs to find a suitable and hidden battlefield, it needs the cooperation of the shepherd."
When Buchen came to this place, he sighed, "But there are no believers in this tribe, and it is estimated that others are unwilling to take us to attack the army on the grassland. Even if they would, I could not fully trust it. "
Zhang Chang'an glanced at the ministers, "Among the people you rescued today, can there be no believers? They may not be willing to use it for me before, but after things like today, will the situation remain unchanged? "