Chapter 343 The Deep Revenge of Blood Sea

In the wilderness, a large number of war horses carrying shabby warriors in their armor and sprinted toward the Wuhuan Royal City.

The Wuhuan soldiers on the horse were all anxious and whipped the horse desperately, hoping to run faster and try hard to save their hometown trampled by Xianbei robbers.

Along the way, you can often see villages burning, some of which have been burned to ashes. The soldiers in their hometowns cried, and despite the obstruction of their superiors, they rushed into the ruins of the village desperately. Then, heart-wrenching crying came from there.

In the central army, Qiu Liju was furious and whipped the horse whip hard on the horse's back, almost shattering a bite of steel teeth.

The Han people were indeed despicable and shameless. They actually colluded with Xianbei dogs to attack their royal city while they went to war!

Looking at the burned Wuhuan village, Qiu Liju felt ache and quietly ordered his subordinates to turn a blind eye to the soldiers who returned to the village, but they had to send people to wait for them at the entrance of the village. If they could find living people in the ruins, they could be treated. If the whole village was killed by Xianbei people, then the soldiers would be recruited into the team, go to the royal city, fight with the Xianbei dogs to avenge this bloody revenge for their relatives.

A large group of people galloped on the ground, forming a long queue. From time to time, Xianbei soldiers with tears on their faces sobbed and ran out of the abandoned village, urging the horses to follow the team, their eyes were full of blood red. While wiping their snot and tears with their sleeves, they viciously swear that they must kill all the Xianbei dogs, otherwise they would not be ashamed to face their tragic death relatives.

The troops who returned from the expedition did not bring back any spoils. They just fought desperately to move forward. Apart from the necessary armor and dry food, they discarded all unnecessary things, hoping that the cavalry who advanced lightly could arrive at the royal city in time, so as not to be poisoned by the Xianbei dogs.

The entire army was filled with a sense of sadness and anger. No one spoke, and everyone just tried hard to urge the war horses to gallop. Only a few times of sobs came from the back team, making the soldiers' hearts even more filled with sadness and anger.

After running for a long distance with no effort, Qiu Liju finally returned to the royal city of the Wuhuan people with exhausted cavalry.

When he saw everything in front of him, Qiu Liju could hardly believe his eyes. The huge city that was coming and going had completely disappeared, leaving only piles of houses that were almost burned to ashes. Some houses were still burning, and heat waves were pouring on his face, and every soldier's heart was as cold as ice.

A large group of cavalry rushed into the ruins of the royal city, looking at the hometown that was destroyed by the enemy in grief.

On the streets between ashes and fire, there were corpses everywhere, mostly burned black, and they were holding kitchen knives and sticks in their hands. Those were the Wuhuan people living in the royal city. Before they died, they fought to the death with the Xianbei people, but they still could not stop the Xianbei people's armored cavalry and were brutally killed by them with sharp blades they obtained from the Han people.

The soldiers who returned from the expedition jumped off the horse, hugged the bodies of their relatives, and cried loudly. The burned bodies could still vaguely see the appearance of their relatives. The scene of the last time they parted seemed to be in front of them, but these respectable relatives who fought until death could no longer see what their soldiers looked like when they returned.

Qiu Liju stood in front of his palace gate, looking at the huge burning palace, so angry that he almost spit out blood.

Judging from the burning appearance of the palace, you can see that even if there are still people inside, there is no hope of survival. Thinking of the cute appearance of the children surrounding them before leaving, Qiu Liju's heart was like a knife cut.

The subordinates led the soldiers to fetch water everywhere and tried hard to put out the fire. Until the fire was extinguished, Qiu Liju ignored his subordinates' dissuasion and could not wait to break into the scorching and humid ruins, searching for the bodies of his wives, concubines and children everywhere.

The search result made him breathe a sigh of relief. The only bodies of men in the palace, no women or children, were probably kidnapped by the Xianbei people. Although this still made Qiu Liju angry, they were not killed by the Xianbei people on the spot, which made Qiu Liju very glad.

A rough statistics on the losses of the royal city were soon released. Judging from the corpses all over the royal city, the Xianbei robbers had abducted women and children, killed all the others, robbed all the property they could take, and quickly retreated. After experiencing such a tragic robbery and burning, the big city that Wuhuan was proud of had disappeared from the earth.

In the northwest direction of the ruins of the royal city, you can clearly see the traces of the departure of a large number of cavalry. There are also many traces of wheels, which can be seen from the deep ruts. The weight of the wealth carried on the carriages was seen. For the Xianbei people, they gained a lot in this battle. The wealth that the Wuhuan soldiers stolen from the Han people for many years was shamelessly taken away by them!

The angry soldiers surrounded the ruins of the palace and roared loudly, hoping that Lord Qiu Liju could lead him to chase the enemy. Some soldiers could no longer wait for the order, so they rode on the tired war horse, whipped it hard, and urged it to carry themselves to chase the Xianbei people in the direction of retreating.

Lord Qiu Liju did not disappoint the soldiers. He immediately ordered to rectify the troops and horses. While the Xianbei people had not yet escaped, they quickly chased after them, regained their robbed property and the women and children they had captured, and they could kill them all, and not even leave any of them!

Soon, thousands of soldiers formed a powerful cavalry army again, followed Qiu Liju, galloping all the way, galloping northwest.

Following the marks of horse hooves and wheels, the Wuhuan soldiers chased after them for a day and night, until they entered the desert. The cavalry of the vanguard troops saw the Xianbei cavalry from afar and were slowly advancing in the desert. From a distance, there were about four or five hundred people.

The hundreds of Wuhuan soldiers chasing in the front were greatly energetic, and they accelerated and urged their horses to chase after them. While chasing, they waved their shiny swords, roared loudly, and rushed towards the murderer who slaughtered his relatives!

The hundreds of Xianbei cavalry saw Wuhuan soldiers chasing from afar and immediately lined up to meet each other. When the Wuhuan cavalry caught up slightly, they suddenly took out a powerful crossbow, aimed at the Wuhuan cavalry in the distance, and pulled the trigger!

The sharp arrow shot out from the powerful crossbow like lightning, crossed the sky, and pointed directly into the chests of the Wuhuan soldiers.

The cluster of arrows that were made of stainless steel easily penetrated the solid leather armor and penetrated deep into the heart and lungs. Blood splashed out and fell into the desert, forming blood flowers.

A shrill scream sounded in the vast desert, and the fierce soldiers fell from the running horses one after another. The remaining soldiers still gritted their teeth and slapped their horses and rushed towards the enemy soldiers holding crossbow arrows.

The Xianbei cavalry dropped their crossbow arrows, picked another good crossbow from the horse's neck, and pointed at them again. The cavalry seemed to have been strictly trained, carefully aiming at the galloping enemy soldiers. When pulling the trigger, the Metropolitan Cavalry made a Wuhuan cavalry fall from the horse's back and fall on the boiling yellow sand.

After suffering tragic casualties, when the vanguard troops rushed to the enemy, there were less than a hundred people left. Looking at the cold light flashing on the crossbow arrows in the hands of a large number of enemy soldiers surrounding them, the Wuhuan soldiers raised their swords in anger and fear, rushed towards the enemy soldiers. What greeted them was the roaring rain of arrows!

Blood stained with yellow sand.

After the rain of arrows, only the bodies of the Wuhuan people and the wounded and neighing war horses remained in the desert. Surrounded by them were the strong Xianbei cavalry with excitement in their eyes.

The Xianbei cavalry quickly cleaned the battlefield, took away all the war horses that could move, and galloped into the distance. The leather armor and weapons that the Wuhuan soldiers regarded as treasures, the Xianbei people didn't even bother to look at it, and let them stay on the gradually cold corpses.

When Qiu Liju led a large group of cavalry to catch up, he found that his vanguard troops had been shot and killed. He was furious. He chased forward along the horse's hooves despite his exhaustion. Finally, he saw hundreds of people wandering around the desert in front. He immediately issued an order excitedly and angrily, leading the army to catch up.

The Xianbei cavalry lined up again and poured arrows against Qiu Liju's troops through a long distance. With the long neighing sound of war horses, dozens of soldiers were shot out of the horse's back. At the same time, hundreds of war horses were shot by sharp arrows and fell to the desert. The injuries were heavy and they could not get up.

The Xianbei people put away their crossbows and slapped their horses to fly far away. While galloping, they rolled the crossbows on the horses, turned around, aimed at the Wuhuan cavalry brigade, and shot an arrow, mostly without any false shooting, and could injure a warrior or shoot down a war horse.

The Wuhuan cavalry roared angrily, and under the leadership of Qiu Liju, they chased them unremittingly, and refused to let go of these hateful robbers.

After chasing for a long distance for a long time, a green shade appeared in front of him. It was an oasis in the desert. The Xianbei cavalry saw it from afar and were energetic. They cheered in a loud voice, urging their horses to gallop towards the oasis.

Qiu Liju's war horse was exhausted, which gave Qiu Liju a headache. His subordinates had almost exhausted their horsepower, and a large number of soldiers and horses were shot by crossbow arrows and lost their combat effectiveness. Now that they could see the oasis, Qiu Liju was so energetic that it was not possible. He could still rest there, raise his energy, and then settle the score with the Xianbei people.

He had learned from the remaining Wuhuan people in the village near the royal city that there were only about two or three thousand Xianbei people, much less than his cavalry. These robbers were killed when they saw the opportunity. If the Wuhuan people had not seen the opportunity early and had been hiding in the dense forest, they would probably not have survived.

Now that he has been chasing for so long, he has finally caught the traces of the Xianbei people, and of course he will not let them go. The only thing that surprised him was that the Xianbei people snatched so much property and loaded many carriages, and it was impossible for them to run so fast. And in the pursuit, he did not pay attention to the deep ruts, and at no time, they disappeared.
Chapter completed!