The people of Yan land.

To the Huns, they were foreign barbarians; to the Qin State, they were actually the people of another country. Of course, if calculated from the short-lived unified dynasty of the First Emperor, the Yan people could barely be counted as the people of the Qin State, but

, this algorithm is really unreliable, because Yan people have never recognized themselves as Qin people from the bottom of their hearts.

today.

The two enemy armies were fighting on their own land. This was already a tragedy for the Yan people. What was even more tragic was that they were taken hostage by the more brutal side. The Qin army's black crossbow machine looked like a

Clusters of sparkling will-o'-the-wisps make people feel chilling.

Feng Tang could hardly walk anymore.

At the age of four, he had just learned to walk for just over a year. This journey could be said to be his first long march in his life, and perhaps his last.

"Auntie, give me a hug!" Feng Tang choked with tears and twitching nose.

Feng's mother stopped numbly, her face as pale as a piece of white paper. With difficulty, she put the baby in her arms, who was smaller than Feng Tang, onto her back, and then tried to squat down, crying like a child.

picked up the eldest son.

Feng family.

My ancestors were once prominent, and they were also officials of the Zhongshan Kingdom in their ancestors' generation. Unfortunately, by the generation of Feng Tang's grandfather, his family was already in dire straits.

By the time of Feng Tang's father's generation, the Feng family was no different from ordinary civilian families of this era. There was only a small amount of Susukada, an old house that had been passed down for generations, and a few pieces of bricks hidden in deep holes in the corners.

The dusty jade secret has become the entire property of the Feng family.

Seven months ago, Feng's father was forcibly recruited into the army by Zang Tu, the dying king of Yan. Then with the fall of Yan, Feng's father was not heard from anymore. She was the only woman left in the family with two children to feed.

Young children, this life is unbearable.

Further back, the Huns came.

Without any explanation, they robbed all the food at home and escorted them here. This scene of mountains of corpses and seas of blood was like a woman who had no experience and knew what would happen next.

"Run, you pigs and dogs, hurry up and claim the Qin people's crossbow arrows." In the ranks of the Yan people's team, the Hun soldiers responsible for guarding the formation smiled ferociously, and from time to time greeted the Yan people who stopped to move forward with whips.

Come with a whip.

The thin clothes on Mother Feng's body were torn to pieces, revealing the fair skin underneath. There was also a raised blood mark. The woman in pain felt her vision go dark, and her weak body could no longer hold up and fell down.

"Aniang!"

Feng Tang's childish voice pierced the sky filled with killings and the laughter of the Huns. One after another, the Yan people who were walking numbly like Feng's mother raised their lowered heads and cast their hateful eyes on the rough Huns who had just scolded them.

.

"Young man, if you want to live, call me daddy, and I will spare your life." The rough face of the Xiongnu man was filled with a proud expression. He was not afraid of the Yan people's hatred.

On the contrary, there is still a faint excitement in my heart.

Steppe tribe.

It is common for one tribe to be conquered by another tribe, and when all the adult men are killed, the remaining children younger than five years old are forcibly required to claim a family in the new tribe.

Feng Tang's stubbornness just now made the Hun man admire him a little. He even naively wondered if he could adopt this boy as his adopted son. Of course, if the MILF next to him was willing to cater to him, he would also

I don't mind leaving an extra mouthful of food for her.

The plump figure of a mature woman flashed in front of the beautiful Hun cavalry, which made his already bloodshot eyes burn hot again.

"ah!"

Suddenly, a scream came from the mouth of the Hun soldier. When he looked down in pain, he saw that the leather pants under his crotch had been pierced with a big hole, and a bloody and fleshy thing hung down from the hole.

In front of him, Feng Tang was holding a sharp knife in his small hand. The blood beads on the edge of the knife had not yet completely dripped.

A warrior of the Huns, a barbarian who kills without blinking an eye.

He was actually plotted against by a four-year-old child.

When he thought of this, the Huns, who had lost their vitality, felt that the sky was dark and the earth was dark. At this moment, he only had one thought, which was to cut the boy in front of him into pieces.

After the sneak attack was successful, Feng Tang's little body trembled, and the bloody air that filled the battlefield made him feel sick in his chest. If his mother's rough hands hadn't been transmitting heat, he might have collapsed long ago.

No matter what?

He also had to stand and face it, just to protect his mother and brother.

In a rage, the Huns' sword was raised high, and it was about to strike down at Feng Tang——.

——.

Ma Jin watched the Yan people's team getting closer and closer in front of him uneasily. He was worried that if he didn't give the order to shoot, the Yan people who were taken hostage by the Huns would rush into the Qin army's formation.

In that case, the Huns would most likely take the opportunity to cover up and attack behind the Yan people.

"General, we can't wait any longer, give the order." Beside Gan Yong, there were also soldiers from the Qin army admonishing him.

Which is more important, the safety of an army, or the benevolence of a woman?

Gan Yong faces an important decision in life.

As a young man who lost his father when he was young, Gan Yong's envy for a complete family has always been hidden in his heart. It was this desire that made him unable to make up his mind when facing these Yan people who had children and daughters.

"General, look, those Yan people are fighting with the Huns." Just when Gan Yong was hesitant, because of Feng Tang's stab, the desperate Yan people finally broke out.

To move forward is to die.

To retreat is to die.

In this case, it is better to find out these Huns hiding in the team first and avenge the humiliation of their wives and children, the destruction of their homes, and the robbery of their property.

An old man stretched out his trembling hands, grabbed the waist belt of the Hun soldier behind him, and then tightly clasped the opponent's waist and ribs with both hands.

"Looking for death?" The arrogant Hun soldier glared, exerted force on his waist and abdomen, and immediately pushed the old man to the ground.

The old man was already weak. He was pushed to the ground. Several bones in his body were immediately broken. He groaned sadly and saw that he would not survive.

A cruel excitement flashed across the face of the Hun soldier. However, before his excitement could pass, he was hit hard on the head. An unknown person threw a stone over and hit his head.

Opened the gourd.

Feng Tang is still alive.

The Yan people went crazy. One after another, no matter whether they were old or young, they desperately crushed the Huns around them to the ground. The Huns who lost their lives only focused on the four-year-old little Feng Tang, but they couldn't do anything.

He noticed that there were three adult Yan men beside him staring at him.

Several broken arrows penetrated deeply into the Huns' abdominal cavity, causing not only blood to spurt out from his crotch, but also bursts of dirty blood from his mouth.

"Let's fight and smash those Huns barbarians to death." I don't know who shouted out from the crowd.

More than 10,000 Yan people, with endless complaints about this troubled world, tragically turned around and counterattacked towards the Huns cavalry behind them.

They were hobbled, they had no weapons, and they couldn't even use the most basic sword.

But this did not prevent them from charging step by step towards the Huns who had destroyed their homeland and wanted to take away their last lives. In the past few months, the Huns' plundering of Yan land was finally forced at this moment.

The people of Yan region resisted in desperate situation.

Among people, the so-called superiority and inferiority, the so-called superiority and inferiority of tribes, are actually nothing more than empty words and lies. When the oppressed resist, even the most powerful ones will feel afraid.

"Kill these bastards, kill these untouchables!" The Xiongnu cavalry general shouted at the top of his lungs, trying to gather the scattered troops. Just now, they were too careless. They thought that as long as they were among the Yan people, they would be able to surprise.

Unexpectedly, he killed them in front of the Qin army's formation.

But now, when the Yan people suddenly counterattacked, the Xiongnu people discovered that the rapid advantage that the Xiongnu warriors relied on to become famous had no room to use it among the crowd.

By virtue of one's own strength.

These Xiongnu warriors who were surrounded could kill one, two, three or even more Yan people, but in the end, they would be knocked down by more Yan people because of exhaustion.

Gan Yong and Ma Jin felt as if a fire was being ignited in their chests when they witnessed the scene in front of them. At this moment, they only felt that the group of sheep-like Yan people in front of them were no longer strangers, but theirs.

Brothers, sisters, fathers and villagers——.

"Brothers, kill us!"

"Brothers, go and help the Yan brothers and drive the Huns back to the grassland." The Qin army generals shouted, jumping out of the camp one by one, and their figures gradually merged with the Yan people. (To be completed.
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