"It doesn't make sense, it simply doesn't make sense!"
Han Yiyun was so angry that he could not sit still, his handsome face was wrinkled, and his beautiful eyebrows were twisted into twists. He walked around the meeting hall of the government office with bitterness and hatred.
"Master Han, the war is urgent. In my opinion, we must hurry up and think of a solution."
Several old officials lowered their heads, not even daring to raise their eyelids. The barbarians were really menacing.
They are all a bunch of old people with old arms and legs. They can't just go to the battlefield like this.
As if they were afraid that Han Yiyun would call their names, they buried their heads lower and did not dare to raise their heads to look at Han Yiyun.
Zhan Qingyue glanced around at the few old officials sitting in the hall. Looking at their appearance, she knew that there was no hope for them.
"Brother Han, in my opinion, we should divide our troops into two groups. You lead the soldiers and people to resist the barbarians. I will be responsible for the food, grass and medicinal materials."
Her cold eyes glanced at a few old officials sitting at a table, her eyes filled with intimidation and sharpness.
They can't count on this kind of bloodshed and sacrifice, but if they can't even guard the back house, there's no need to sit here.
"Old men, I'll leave it to you to take care of Huya's affairs. I have to ask a few people to follow me to settle the injured soldiers. As for sending food and grass to the front line, I have my own plans."
When several people heard this, they immediately felt at ease. The uneasiness they had just now was no longer the same, replaced by firmness of mind.
In a short time, all the people in the government office, except the old, weak, sick and disabled, were dispersed.
Zhan Qingyue brought medicinal materials and a group of military doctors to the station, always ready to welcome the wounded who came off the battlefield.
Han Yiyun has already put on his armor and mounted his horse, doing the final mobilization work outside the camp.
"Soldiers, the barbarians are coming with force. They want to kill our family members, rob our food, seize our wives, and show off their power over our heads. How can we just let him succeed like this!"
"Drive the barbarians out, take away their lairs, let their cattle and sheep be offered to us as offerings, and let their jewels and silverware be given to our sisters!"
Han Yiyun's rich voice resounded throughout the military camp, and the morale of the entire team was boosted like a flood that was about to open.
"Kill, kill, kill!"
The uniform shouts of killing broke through the bare Gobi desert like sharp arrows.
Han Yiyun led a group of people to kill him.
The people in the military camp started to stir immediately, boiling water, cooking, and the fire on the stove was never extinguished.
Zhan Qingyue led a team of military doctors in the camp to bandage and change dressings for the injured soldiers who had previously resisted the barbarians. They were very busy.
Before he could take a breath, he saw many people carrying stretchers to carry back the soldiers who had just gone to the battlefield.
Each of these soldiers was a tough guy. Some of them had no arms and didn't say a word.
Seeing such a tragic situation, Zhan Qingyue hurriedly grabbed a civilian husband.
"Brother, how's the situation ahead?"
The stern-faced man heard this and shook his head helplessly.
"No, Mr. Han and the others were surrounded and beaten as if they were caught in a trap. If it weren't for Mr. Han's wisdom and prowess, I'm afraid the entire army would have been annihilated by now."
Zhan Qingyue was frightened when she heard this. She was so anxious that she wanted to immediately put on her armor and go to the battle to help.
"County Master, come here quickly. This man is seriously injured. He has a knife stuck in his stomach. He has fainted. I dare not move!"
Listening to the shouts from inside the tent behind her, Zhan Qingyue had no choice but to grit her teeth and stamp her feet, and get busy with the things in front of her.
After dealing with several seriously injured people, Zhan Qingyue became even more uneasy when she saw that Han Yiyun had not returned yet.
She didn't care about anything else at the moment, and hurriedly returned to the main tent, put on her armor, took off her sword, and strode out of the tent.
"Brother, where are Master Han and the others now?"
Zhan Qingyue grabbed the soldier who was being helped back by a civilian servant. The soldier was hit by an arrow in his leg and could not walk.
He quickly named a place, and when he saw that Zhan Qingyue was going, he quickly reminded him: "County Lord, be careful. In this battle, our people just went there as if they were caught in a trap, as if all the plans were known to others. .”
Zhan Qingyue nodded solemnly, with a delicate and frightening face.
She thanked the other party for his kindness, rode her horse and rushed out of the camp.
As the ground approached the front of the formation, Zhan Qingyue quickly stopped the horse and used the upgraded space function to carefully observe the situation around Han Yiyun from a visual perspective.
Then he rushed into the enemy's camp with all his strength.
Zhan Qingyue saved Han Yiyun by using one as ten.
The two of them returned to the camp in a cold war. As soon as they entered the main tent, Zhan Qingyue started to curse.
"Han Yiyun, do you know how much you weigh? If my aunt doesn't save you today, you will die."
"I want you to save me! If I hadn't fallen into a trap today, I would have had to attack the barbarian's lair in one fell swoop."
"Go, go, my aunt doesn't care about you anymore, just do whatever you want."
Zhan Qingyue finished cursing angrily, lifted the curtain of the main tent and walked out, going straight into the tent of the wounded soldier.
Han Yiyun came out immediately, cursing as he walked: "A girl, if you don't stay at home well, why do you go out to cause trouble? Who cares about your home?"
He cursed and slipped into the stove.
A soldier who had been paying attention to the movements in the main tent saw the two people coming out cursing. After waiting for a while, no one came in again, so he sneaked into the main tent.
After entering the main account, I saw the bright military order placed casually on the desk.
The soldier's eyes lit up, and he reached out and picked up the military order. Unexpectedly, there was a sound breaking through the air.
A sharp arrow pierced the back of the soldier's hand.
Zhan Qingyue and Han Yiyun looked at each other, and finally there was a smile on their faces.
"I asked you why you always fall into the enemy's trap. It turns out you are a bastard."
Han Yiyun dealt with the soldiers mercilessly by punishing traitors.
When they attacked again, things went much smoother, and the barbarian tribes were driven out of the wilderness in the north.
On the day of victory, the entire military camp was in a state of excitement.
The Huotou Army was even more happy to stew the mutton sent by the people mixed with a lot of Chinese cabbage.
Even so, there were still many people standing guard at the gate of the military camp, asking them to accept the beef and mutton delivered.
Zhan Qingyue listened to the super high favorability value played in the space and felt that it was all worth it.
"Master Han, our drive away from the barbarian tribe has been full of twists and turns this time. No matter what, the ending is finally good."
Han Yiyun frowned and nodded as he listened to the words of the garrison general, General Qin.
"I checked the local chronicles of Huangbei. This barbarian tribe suddenly attacked Huangbei. I'm afraid they have other motives."
