Make roads across mountains and build bridges across rivers.
Crossing almost half of the Great Yuan Realm is not something that can be accomplished overnight. Moreover, there are seven old soldiers. The horses and legs are weak, so the journey becomes a torturous chore, even if the legs are strong. It still takes more than a month for the Dayuan Horse to reach the Western Pass of Dayuan, and there are many cold mountains, black waters, wind and snow, so it is really difficult to do it with only these seven veterans. At first, Cen Shixiang planned to send a hundred or so soldiers to go with the old soldiers, but then he picked up the military directory and put the idea aside completely. After careful consideration for a long time, he decided to order only seven old soldiers to leave the camp early in the morning and go straight to the border area. Only three soldiers were sent to the border. The five knights escorted them for several miles, but they did not help anymore. They asked the deputy general in charge of the military supplies to give the seven old soldiers whatever they needed, including good bows, sabers, guns, and armor, and even the summoner. The one-eyed old soldier, the old turtle, begged a full pocketful of cloves from the deputy general. Liang Xiaolou shamelessly begged for a few bags of wine, and set off on his journey with great satisfaction.
The deputy general didn't even raise his eyebrows, but when Liang Xiaolou was in need of manpower, Cen Shixiang, who looked tired, went out to the account in person, completely cutting off what Liang Xiaolou had left. Much thought.
The Royal Court of the Great Yuan Dynasty has been able to survive until now. It was found that Hehan's two hands were the most effective in gambling. He withdrew most of the available soldiers and armor from Xiongguan without any reason, allowing the Xumeng Mansion and the cavalry of various ministries to enter the pass and step into the smooth river of the main tent. No matter where you are, no matter who you are, it is a desperate move. It cannot be called a narrow escape. It is tantamount to being trapped in a cocoon. With the skin, flesh, muscles and bones of ordinary people facing the sword, there is no chance of survival. But it was He Han who played chess. He really managed to hold on for a long time when the royal court had no retreat and was about to collapse. Even Cen Shixiang had to agree. Two people, He Han, successively There was no scene of a tiger father and a dog son. On the contrary, precisely because of this strange move that put people to death, they actually cut a bloody path from a dead end and forcibly extended the life of the royal court for a long time.
The reason why most of the tribes follow the Xu Meng Mansion is almost extremely clear, and ordinary people can also infer some of it. It is nothing more than the word "profit" at the top of the list. It has been a long time since the Zhengzhang Royal Court was old and new, and it has been weak. Furthermore, the Xu Meng Mansion has Yan Qi. Ye is becoming more and more powerful from his position, and there are faint clues of the tiger swallowing up the Yuan Dynasty. It is clear at a glance who is weak and who is strong. Taking advantage of the situation, each department can gain the benefit of overthrowing the old territorial structure. Any land with abundant water, grass, and flat terrain can be fought for by the tribe. Instead, it saves a lot of calculations and favors. You don’t have to think about it. You can determine the future pattern of the Yuan Dynasty with just the size of your fist, which is hard to find for tribes. A very good thing. It happened that this kind of thinking was noticed by the still young Hehan, and he finally handed out a topping knife to get stuck in the Xumeng Mansion and the tribe. Therefore, Rao withdrew from Xiongguan and gave up the vast plains, until now. The Royal Court of Zhengzhang has not yet fallen, this is the reason.
The scholar who was preparing the troops was suddenly attacked by a serious illness, leaving the Xumeng Mansion and the tribesmen without a leader, making it extremely difficult to manage and command. Only the iron cavalry entered the pass in more than a month, and there were beacons everywhere. Instead, it was the troops attacking the royal court. It is becoming more and more scarce, and each tribe has its own thoughts and plans. Therefore, except for the remaining 30 or 20% of the cavalry, the rest are out to share the treasures of the Yuan Dynasty that are no longer owned. There are many places with abundant water and grass that are suitable for pastoral travel. The tribesmen were fighting each other with their soldiers and cavalry. At first, the tribe leaders were required to discuss peace and gain wealth. However, as the royal court gathered most of the soldiers and armors and gave up the vast flat land, the tribes began to fight each other for several days. The fight to the death continues. Even though Commander Xu Meng's Mansion issued repeated orders and even established a separate military law, it is still difficult to calm down the war between the tribes for profit and land. Therefore, only the small number of soldiers currently guarding the royal court, They stubbornly blocked the Xumeng Mansion and the tribal cavalry, and used high walls and rocks to pour water on the city. They actually delayed it until now and did not reveal their defeat.
However, the daily consumption of manpower is still huge, and the swords, bows, feathers, antlers and antlers required by the treasury are not valuable at all compared to a few soldiers. It was precisely for this reason that Cen Shixiang ordered the seven veterans to choose whatever they needed along the way, but they did not want to add half of the manpower.
In the ten days before the journey, based on the old soldier's many years of experience and calculations, he actually didn't encounter many cavalry. There were only a few scattered teams running across the wilderness, or the snow was too deep and they had to lead the horses. It took a lot of effort to hide and hide, but it was really These veterans saved the day several times without showing any signs of failure. However, they just rushed on their way and did not dare to stop when the weather was freezing. During the fire season, they were even more cautious for fear of being traced. Soon they were exhausted and extremely tired. Among them, two people's feet were purple and blue from the cold, and they ached when they were on the road.
Chu Suanma couldn't hold on, so she had to mount the horse and walk slowly. Liang Xiaolou knew that the Great Yuan Dynasty was now the coldest time of his year. Even if the old man's robes were thick, it was still difficult to keep out all the coldness. It was unavoidable to have this kind of cold disease invading the body, not to mention that he was already over half a hundred years old and was out of breath. The age when the blood was at its peak has long since disappeared. He repeatedly soaked his feet in medicine and boiled snow water, but it still had no effect. He was on the road but couldn't delay for too long no matter what, so he had no choice but to grit his teeth and head west.
The seven figures were walking westward in the wind and snow, with no footprints left and no sound coming out. It was as if they had escaped from the silent world and disappeared into the fine snow and strong wind.
Liang Xiaolou, who was so embarrassed that even his beard and temples were covered with white frost, was often suspicious. The old turtle who followed him unhurriedly had to chew the frozen cloves many times every day before rushing on his way. After ten days, everyone's face felt numb and desolate, but this old turtle had a mouth full of snow flakes when he chewed cloves. He was smiling, completely unaware of the fatigue and chill, and he often had the leisure to say a few words in the wind and snow. The sound of his voice was as he walked leisurely and leisurely. It didn't sound like he was going to report a message. Instead, he seemed to be invited by an old friend and he happily went to the appointment.
On the thirteenth day from the Royal Court of Zhengzhang, we were getting closer to Weinan. However, the current Weinan Dazhang City was broken and desolate, with no people and no sound. After the city was destroyed, there were no survivors, and it was burned by fire for nearly a whole month. This majestic city standing to the west of Dayuanbu, except for the city wall that did not collapse, only scorched dust remained. Although it was covered by snow, it was still several miles away. You can still vaguely smell the scorched smell after the fire. It is like a dead tree with the inside completely corroded. It has a weird shape and can't stand up. Standing in the flying snow, the body is dead but not broken, withered and deserted. A battle in the southern part of the country was like a surprise attack by a magic weapon. Only those in the royal court who were still lucky enough to know that the sick scholar who had no power to tie a chicken had powerful means and deep calculations bypassed the main tent. Wang Ting's surprise attack on the southern part of the Wei River was a successful one, and it still frightens people to this day.
But just because a group of old soldiers stayed for a moment outside the Weinan Dazhang City, dozens of tribesmen came and chased them head-on in the endless snowy fields outside the Weinan Dazhang City.
After Liang Xiaolou's turtle was cut off, he held down his position and dragged most of the cavalry for the other five veterans. There were winding mountains with light snow a few miles south of Weiwei. If no one else could escape smoothly, they would have to rely on this dangerous section. Looking for a way out on the mountain road, Liang Xiaolou and Lao Turtle, the two most capable veterans, fought together with dozens of cavalry in hot pursuit. Liang Xiaolou was good at riding with bows and swords. Although he was old and frail, he was still very skilled and his advantage was that he was so old. He did not meet the dozens of cavalry, but charged forward and waited until the dozens of cavalry were in front of him. When he was twenty or thirty steps away, he turned his horse around, drew his bow and set an arrow, and shot over three or five riders in a row. The horse was fast and his bow was steady, dragging dozens of riders to chase him. Stable, but after every three or five arrows, one person will fall off the horse.
After using up the pot of arrow feathers, Liang Xiaolou was panting heavily and joined the old turtle who had not taken action just now. His hands holding the bow were trembling.
A heavy stone bow can be used to open armor. Given Liang Xiaolou's age, it is not easy for him to use up a pot of arrow feathers by firing the bow repeatedly. But now his hands are shaking, and it is obvious that he has no other strength to fight anymore. The one-eyed soldier is also looking at the score. Ming, he pulled out a long dagger from his waist and patted Liang Xiaolou on the shoulder.
"Not bad, not bad, just a little bit worse than me. You can leave in peace. We are here to take care of you, and we won't let a few people come after you."
The old soldier spat twice into the palm of his hand, took out some cloves and put it in his mouth. He urged his horse forward, and he rode directly towards the remaining twenty or thirty riders. The horse's hooves were treading on the snow, and its long branches were stretched forward. It was really a master's posture.
But Liang Xiaolou frowned and turned back.
Three days later, five of the seven old soldiers remained. However, the two people who stayed outside the Weinan tent city were not Lao Turtle and Liang Xiaolou, but the two old soldiers who had frostbitten their feet before. They were Liang Xiaolou's old acquaintances for decades. Knowing that the frostbite was extremely severe and difficult to alleviate, and that they could not reach the border, they turned around and replaced the old turtles Liang Xiaolou and the two of them, and died in battle calmly, although they did not know who they actually killed. There were several iron cavalrymen from the tribe, but since the other five people left the southern tent city, no one has been chasing them.
One is Bunanshan and the other is Qiu Qianchi. They are both from the Yuan Dynasty. Their parents died among wolves when they were young. Since childhood, they have only known how to practice martial arts and kill people. As for other skills, they know nothing about it. At this age, they are still They were not married yet and were unfamiliar with wearing armor. Liang Xiaolou was the one who helped the two of them dress up while cursing. He also inevitably made a few sarcastic remarks, saying that these two old boys did not have their fingers wet and knew nothing. Eating
He's not very good at anything, but he can still fight, but he's not as good as a good horse.
But Liang Xiaolou always thinks about these two people after fighting in their youth. They smiled silly, their eyes were red when drinking, and they talked vaguely about the year and month when they fell in love with a young lady, and said that they wanted to learn from each other. His skills with swords and guns are not bad, he should be able to get an official position, but it is a pity that he really doesn't know how to lead troops, so he might as well go into battle to kill the enemy quickly and easily.
Despite all the difficulties and little ability, he is still a good brother to Lao Paoze.
The road is long and blocked, but it is only a drop in the ocean.
Liang Xiaolou held the wine-soaked stone in his mouth again, emptied the wine bag with his backhand, and urged Ma Xi to go.
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