"Humph, there is no defense at all. People like Jin Ruiyun really think that my general will stay in Beishan Castle and be beaten passively?"
Wang Gui kicked off his legs and jumped onto a green rock. He watched Jia Zheng and his servants escaping hastily with a sneer on his face.
"Mu Chen. Follow the plan and push the grain cart to Malu Mountain." Wang Gui turned his head and said to Mu Chen, who was dressed as a bandit next to him.
"Yes." Mu Chen responded loudly, and immediately waved to the soldiers to rush the grain cart that Jia Zheng had abandoned to Malu Mountain.
Wang Gui jumped onto a grain truck and took a ride.
Play the role of a mountain bandit, rob food, and lure people into an ambush.
Hit and run.
The ambush point is at Malu Mountain. Wu Nian personally led the army and waited there. The problem now is Wei Huchen, the commander under Jin Ruiyun who is entrenched on Liuyuan Mountain. Have you been deceived?
"You must be angry and chase after me." Wang Gui took off the broken helmet on his head, held it in his arms, and blew the warm wind, thinking to himself.
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Jin Ruiyun is attacking Long Qie who is entrenched in Chengshan Fort, and the offensive is also quite fierce. It's just that the terrain of Chengshan Fort is the same as that of Beishan Fort, so he can't devote all his strength.
His troops of ten thousand captains were encamped on the top of the hill where they could set up a camp. They were used as reserves, ready to go into siege warfare and guard the grain road.
Just as Wu Nian and others guessed, Jin Ruiyun had no idea that under the fierce attack of three thousand households, Wu Nian, the auxiliary general of the Han Dynasty as the master of Beishan Fort, was not in Beishan Fort. Instead, he led an army to ambush outside. There were not many Be prepared.
Liuyuan Mountain.
This is a mountain that is not high but has a gentle top, making it suitable for camping. And there is a stream rushing down between the two mountains, with a source of water.
Jin Ruiyun's general, Meng Yuan Qianfu, whose Han name was Wei Huchen, led his troops and entrenched themselves on the mountain.
Wei Huchen is very ordinary, not that he is so weak. But it is very common among the class of Meng Yuan captains.
He joined the army as a young man, fought bravely and accumulated meritorious deeds. At the age of thirty-two, he successfully stood out and became a captain of thousands, becoming a general in the order of the Mongolian and Yuan fighting nation.
Wei Huchen was good at using horses and arrows, and his archery skills were also good.
Now Jin Ruiyun led some troops to attack Longqie. He set up camp here and often shot bows and arrows to pass the time when he had nothing to do.
A corner of the camp.
Wei Huchen wore a white short coat, revealing his majestic arms. He is tall and burly, and with these arms, he looks like a silverback gorilla, full of oppression.
In his hand was a big black bow, in front of him was a red heart arrow target, and beside him was a group of personal soldiers.
There are already nine arrows stuck in the red heart of the target.
As long as the last arrow hits, it will be ten out of ten.
"Huh." Wei Huchen took a deep breath, used both arms to pull out the strong bow easily, his eyes widened, and after taking aim for a moment, he released the bowstring in his hand.
With a "swish" sound, the black arrow flew forward like lightning, then hit the red heart, and the arrow tail shook.
"good."
"Okay, ten out of ten. Your Excellency is really good at archery."
The soldiers who had been prepared long ago were shouting and applauding, flattering their lord. Although the Mongolian people are a fighting nation, it is human nature to flatter people, and they are not exempt from this habit.
Ten out of ten, even with Wei Huchen's archery skills, is not something that happens often. He was very happy, grinned, and said arrogantly: "That's right. This bow and arrow is the special skill of us Mengyuan people. If I can't hit ten out of ten, how can I be your captain of thousands?"
He is a rough man who gets proud when he is proud.
The soldiers around him were delighted and flattered even more enthusiastically when they heard Wei Huchen's words. For a moment, Wei Huchen couldn't help but feel in a daze, squinting his eyes very happily.
"Da da da." At this moment, a burst of rapid footsteps sounded. Wei Huchen felt disturbed and turned around with an unhappy expression.
Since the two soldiers, one on the left and one on the right, were leading Jia Zheng, they also escorted Jia Zheng over.
"Who are you?" Wei Huchen didn't recognize Jia Zheng and frowned and said unhappily.
"Reply to Lord Wei. The villain's name is Jia Zheng. He is an official in the county and is responsible for escorting the transportation of grain and grass. This is an official document." Jia Zheng was very afraid of the Mongolian captain. He shrank his head, took out the official document from his arms, and raised it above his head. He lowered his head and said.
"Huh?! Go and call Liu Yuanzhong over." Wei Huchen frowned even more. He doesn't recognize this thing. Someone needs to look at it.
"Yes." The soldier responded, turned around and went down. Not long after, a Han official named Liu Yuanzhong came over. After checking the official documents, he said there was no problem.
"Then you are escorting the grain. If you don't escort the grain, why did you come to me?" Wei Huchen took the official document and threw it back to Jia Zheng. He put his hands on his hips and asked in a loud voice.
"Replying to your lord. The villain escorted the grain to a nearby place, but was robbed by a group of bandits. I came here to ask your lord to send troops to snatch the grain back."
Cold sweat broke out on Jia Zheng's forehead, and he carefully clasped his fists and bent down. The Meng Yuan people are easy to kill, and they have lost their food, so they cannot complain about being killed.
I hope this Wei Huchen will be easy to talk to, help me get the food back, and let me go gently.
"What did you say?!!!" Wei Huchen's lungs were about to burst with anger, his eyes widened, and he said menacingly.
With a "Gulu" sound, Jia Zheng felt that what he saw in front of him was not a person, but a tiger that wanted to eat people. He sweated profusely and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. After a while, he told the story again.
"Trash." This time, Wei Huchen understood. He scolded: "You Han people, except for a few people like Wu Nian, are all useless. You are a dignified grain officer, but your grain was robbed by a mere bandit."
Nowadays, even the Meng Yuan people, a fighting nation, cannot despise Wu Nian.
Jia Zheng knew that he was in the wrong. He lowered his head and trembled without saying a word.
Wei Huchen did not embarrass Jia Zheng, and was obsessed with grabbing the food. He shouted: "Come here. Order six centurions. Follow me down the mountain to pursue the bandits and get back the food."
"Put on my armor and bring me my horse's bridle."
"Yes." The soldier responded and went down to deliver the order.
"You loser, take me to the place where the food and fodder was lost to check." Wei Huchen glared and cursed at Jia Zheng fiercely.
"Yes." Jia Zheng felt relieved when he heard this and raised his hands in response. He knew that he had passed the first level, and as long as he got the food back, everything would be easy.
After a while, Wei Huchen was dressed neatly, picked up his eight-foot long horse, mounted the red Liaodong horse, led six centurions, and under the guidance of Jia Zheng, left Liuyuan Mountain. , Go to the place where the food and grass were thrown.
