I am a soldier in the border army

Chapter 27
Han Shao took one last look at the Buffalo Valley behind him.

The dead old tree in the valley and the corpses hanging on the tree have been properly buried by the soldiers.

But he always felt that some things shouldn't be left alone.

He will not forget.

Because he has a very good advantage.

That is to hold a grudge.

……

After finding their direction, the cavalry of several hundred people headed south, marching silently on the grassland.

The dull horse hooves underfoot constantly trampled the snow under their feet, leaving a long trace that spread for unknown miles on this vast grassland.

But even though they knew that this would reveal the goals of their remnant army, they were unable to do anything about it.

After all, even if the people in this world are proficient in martial arts, they are still as small as ants in front of the power of nature.

Han Shao looked up at the sky through his visor.

On the other hand, I secretly prayed that the big sun above my head would give me some strength so that the snow on the ground could melt quickly.

On the one hand, he quietly hid this anxious emotion and did not let others see it at all.

Because he is Sima, everyone can mess around, but he can't.

Instead, he wanted to show everyone that he could lead them out of the grassland with full confidence.

Han Shao turned his head and glanced at the huge team behind him, with a hint of guilt flashing in his eyes.

If only the people behind him knew that Han Sima, who was leading them all the way south at the moment, was just a deadbeat who only knew how to stay at home and make the young lady shake her breasts and twerk yesterday.

That scene...

Han Shao couldn't imagine it.

"Regret?"

Seeing Han Shao glance at the women who were struggling to move forward behind the team, Gongsun Xinyi's cold voice came again.

Han Shao didn't say he regretted it, nor did he say he didn't regret it.

He just warned her that for the sake of being a daughter, she should take good care of those poor women who were ill-fated.

It has been some time since the two county towns of Dingyuan and Langju were destroyed.

No one knows what kind of inhuman torture and humiliation they suffered during this period.

Fortunately, Neo-Confucianism has not yet become popular in this part of the world. Otherwise, Han Shaozhen doesn't know how many of these women would survive.

Gongsun Xinyi hid his figure in the team and looked at Han Shao's back blankly.

I vaguely saw a bit of a Confucian gentleman in this guy.

But after a moment, this ridiculous idea was extinguished.

Because the word "property" that Confucian students value most is not seen at all on him.

This is extremely rude!
Gongsun Xinyi will probably never forget it in his lifetime. There was once a man who condescendingly shouted the words "I want you" to him!

Domineering, presumptuous and shameless!
"Why should we distribute weapons to them?"

Before setting off, Han Shao gave all the women a scimitar collected from the horse bandits.

Gongsun Xinyi was a little confused about the meaning of Han Shao's actions.

Is it really possible to expect those women who can’t even hold the hilt of a knife to go into battle and kill the enemy?

Listening to Gongsun Xinyi's questions again, Han Shao became a little irritated.

But after thinking about it, he still managed to be patient and responded.

"It is to give them the opportunity to choose themselves when necessary."

Those crudely made scimitars may not be able to kill the enemy, but they can choose to kill themselves.

As for choosing to live a life of humiliation, even raising offspring for the beasts that slaughtered their families.

Or choose to die...

Han Shao couldn't control that much.

Because if the time comes for those women to make a choice.

It also means that their remaining army has been completely destroyed...

……

Compared with yesterday, with the addition of those hundred and ten women, this remnant army was obviously much bloated.

However, with more than a thousand horses replenished from the Buffalo Village, the overall traveling speed not only did not slow down, but was actually much faster.

After all, although these horses are far inferior to the fine war horses that the Zhenliao Army has carefully cultivated for many years, they are enough for riding.

In this way, there is no need to pity the soldiers with horse power, but it is much easier than before.

"Sima, it's time to change horses."

Lu Yan, who had been following Han Shao closely, reminded him in a low voice.

Is it time again?

Han Shao was stunned for a moment.

The process of constantly moving in one direction is boring and boring.Han Shao felt that he could still bear it physically, but he was inevitably a little tired mentally.

The principle behind this is roughly the same as driving on the highway.

Han Shao had been so tense that he had forgotten the time.

Seeing Lu Yan's cautious look, Han Shao chuckled.

"Relax. As long as you don't make mistakes, you will always be by my side. You don't have to be so careful."

Hearing Han Shao's gentle words, Lu Yan felt warm in his heart.

Especially the phrase 'Always stay with me' gave him a surging feeling in his heart.

"only!"

Seeing Lu Yan's excited look, Han Shao said nothing more.

When it comes to painting cakes, just order them and stop.

Leave enough room for imagination for those below.

Some things are said to be dead. If you fail to do so at that time, you will fail to show kindness and become an enemy.

There are too many such negative examples recorded in history books.

Not surprising.

After nodding at Lu Yan and giving him some encouragement and approval, Han Shao looked past him and looked at the soldiers and women behind the team.

I found that the soldiers could bear it.

Most of the women with weak physiques turned pale and could barely hold on.

Han Shao calculated the time and simply did not change horses. He directly ordered to dismount and rest before marching again.

Some soldiers felt that something was wrong and suggested that they hurry up and hurry up, but Han Shao rejected it.

The reason is simply that if those women were to die of exhaustion on the road, then there would be no point in taking them out of the valley.

When all the soldiers heard this, they were silent for a while.

Then he dismounted silently, formed a formation on the spot, and once again spread out some night warriors to be alert.

Han Shao didn't even need to bother with this. Li Jing and the other four asked for orders, and after receiving the permission, they spontaneously arranged it.

On the other hand, the women all looked gloomy when they saw that they and others had really become a burden.

Many women shed tears when they saw the food and water brought by the soldiers.

"Thank you, General."

When the soldier heard this, he smiled bitterly.

"I'm just a big-headed soldier, so what kind of general am I?"

As he said that, looking at the woman with bruises and bruises in front of him, a hint of shame appeared on the soldier's face.

"It's us...I'm sorry for you..."

You eat and you eat, and the people are fat and the people are anointed.

They ate the people's fat and turned the people's anointing into this body of armor and weapons, but they failed to protect them.

How can I have the face to deserve such a thank you...

Many women looked slightly startled when they saw the soldiers avoiding their gaze and returning to the military formation as if they were running away.

Langju and Dingyuan are located on the border, far away from Zhenliao City.

In the past, I had only heard that there was an army called the Zhenliao Army, which was famous and unparalleled.

But they didn't expect that they would encounter this desperate situation.

Even if he puts himself in danger, he has to carry them all the way back south with them as burdens.

At this moment, many women burst into tears and couldn't stop it.

Or be happy to see a glimmer of hope.

Or feel ashamed for dragging down this remnant army.

Or...if they were present in Langju and Dingyuan City back then, that tragic scene would have happened...

It won't happen...

They don't understand war, let alone court. They only know that their home is gone, and even they are left with only a broken body.

The cold wind whimpered.

The woman whimpered.

When it came to the army, many officers and soldiers buried their usually high heads even though they had visors covering their faces.

At this moment, a song with a simple melody suddenly came from the formation.

"Why don't you say no clothes? Robe with your son!"

"Wang Yuxing, repair my spear, and share the hatred with my son!"

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(End of this chapter)