It's close to the time of application.
The scorching sun is moving westward.
After a short rest of two hours.
Wen Baocai and his thirteen robes mounted their horses again.
"It's the last five miles."
"Everyone, please be careful."
"Wait until you reach the nameless river."
"Rinse the horse's nostrils first."
"Then fill the water bag completely."
"As soon as the water bag is full, retreat immediately and take a detour to the southwest."
"Do you understand everything?"
Wen Baocai turned his horse's head to look at the people beside him, and warned him again and again with an extremely serious look on his face.
"I understand!"
Thirteen scouts and cavalry including Lu Qingshan immediately responded solemnly upon hearing this.
"good!"
"March at a constant speed! Let's go!"
Wen Baocai turned the horse's head again, then waved his hand and gave the order.
"drive!"
"drive!"
"drive!"
Even if they march at a constant speed, the distance of five miles is only a quarter of an hour.
A quarter of an hour later.
Wen Baocai and his party walked safely to a river about ten feet wide.
After taking a closer look to confirm that there were no Huns herdsmen around.
Wen Baocai and his party immediately led their horses to a place with lush water and grass, which could barely cover the figures of more than ten people.
However.
Just when Wen Baocai and his party were able to gain a foothold, they had not yet had time to clean the nose of the war horse.
Suddenly there were extremely noisy sounds of horse hooves in the distance.
The noisy sound of horse hooves seemed to be mixed with sounds of fighting, roaring, and wailing.
The moment he heard the sound of horse hoofbeats, Wen Baocai's face turned visibly pale.
Beads of sweat the size of soybeans continued to appear on his forehead.
"Hurry up!"
"Quickly make the war horse bend down! Take the time to clean the nostrils of the war horse!"
"Quick! Quick! Quick!"
Wen Baocai suppressed the panic in his heart and urged in a low voice.
Upon hearing this, the commander around him immediately ordered his war horse to kneel down on the water and grass.
Then he quickly washed the war horse's nostrils with river water.
The fourteen Dasanguan scouts, including the commander of the camp, Wen Baocai, all had their hands shaking violently while cleaning the horses' nostrils.
If you don't know that the war horse is extremely thirsty, if you don't make the war horse drink water in time, and clean the nostrils of the war horse.
Even if you escape now, you will never be able to escape too far.
At this time, Wen Bao's financial department was already on horseback and running wildly.
Just as Wen Baocai and others were cleaning the war horse's nostrils with trembling hands.
A large number of Hun cavalry suddenly appeared beside the river five hundred steps away.
However, after the Huns cavalry arrived at the river, they showed no intention of stopping to drink from their horses.
Instead, they all scrambled to jump into the river, which was about ten feet wide.
By the time they reached the center of the river, the river had completely submerged the horses.
The Hun cavalry, which had always regarded their horses as their lives, were completely submerged by the river after their horses were completely submerged.
He plowed towards the other side of the river without looking back.
For a time, Wen Baocai and his party were like dumplings beside the river 500 steps away, with Huns cavalry jumping into the river on horseback.
Then he abandoned his horse and fled hastily towards the other side of the river.
Not long after.
Five hundred steps away, a large number of people wearing black armor and holding long spears and sharp blades suddenly appeared behind the Huns.
Countless people wearing black armor formed an almost airtight cavalry formation.
Like wolves entering a flock of sheep, they slaughtered the Huns cavalry before they had time to jump into the water and escape.
"Tun...tunnel chief!"
"Captain...you...look!"
"Yes... he is the general of our Great Zhou Dynasty.
scholar! "
"Captain... our Zhou soldiers are... massacring the Xiongnu."
After cleaning the nostrils of the war horse, Lu Qingshan, who was still squatting by the river, wanted to quietly check on the enemy.
But unexpectedly, the scene that happened five hundred steps away made him stunned on the spot.
It took more than a hundred breaths to finally recover.
The scene of massacre in front of him was a scene he often dreamed about in his dreams.
It was also a scene he had never seen since he followed the army out of Dashan Pass and entered Mobei.
"Keep your voice down!"
Wen Baocai, who was squatting beside Lu Qingshan, couldn't help but patted Lu Qingshan when he heard this, and then scolded him in a low voice.
As for what Lu Qingshan said, Wen Baocai, who was full of panic at this time, naturally didn't hear it clearly.
"Captain, look, our Zhou soldiers are slaughtering the Xiongnu!"
Hearing this, Lu Qingshan moved to his side, then slightly lowered his voice and repeated again.
"What did you say?"
"Are our Zhou soldiers massacring the Xiongnu?"
After Wen Baocai heard what Lu Qingshan said clearly, he looked at Lu Qingshan who was already approaching with disbelief.
The words are over.
Don't wait for Lu Qingshan to respond.
Wen Baocai quickly pushed aside the weeds beside him, stood up slightly and looked towards the noisy place.
At one glance, Wen Baocai was as stunned as Lu Qingshan before.
As far as the eye can see.
Suddenly one could see a group of hundreds of men wearing black half-armor, forming an almost airtight riding formation.
Holding spears and sharp blades, they rushed into the disintegrating Hun cavalry again and again.
The groups of Dazhou Bowu who were wearing Dazhou's black half-armor and charged in formation took away a large number of Xiongnu cavalry with each charge.
A full one or two hundred breaths passed.
Wen Baocai just gradually came back to his senses.
"this......"
"Are these soldiers and horses under the command of King Yan?"
Wen Baocai murmured in disbelief, seeming to be talking to Lu Qingshan beside him, and also seeming to be mumbling to himself.
"General Li and General Xiahou are trapped in the camp."
"The ones who can appear here at this time must be the soldiers and horses of Yan led by His Highness Prince Xin."
Lu Qingshan responded firmly when he heard this.
"Also...too."
"But...but if I remember correctly."
"His Royal Highness, King Yan, has only been a vassal for more than a year."
"Are the soldiers and horses trained for more than a year so strong?"
When Wen Baocai heard this, the look of disbelief on his face not only dissipated at all, but became even stronger.
"Tuen Chief."
"His Royal Highness King Yan was able to quell the severe drought in Guanzhong that had plagued the entire court for nearly a year in just three or four months."
"With His Highness King Yan's talents, is it difficult to train an elite army in more than a year?"
Lu Qingshan stared intently at the soldiers of Yan Army who were still slaughtering the Huns cavalry five hundred steps away.
His eyes were full of yearning and longing.
"makes sense."
"His Royal Highness, Prince Yan, is such a talented person. How can you and I guess?"
"Okay, okay, let's not talk anymore. Let's go out after the Yan army has finished slaughtering the Xiongnu group."
Wen Baocai shook his head mockingly, and then stared at the massacre five hundred steps away like Lu Qingshan.
Such a scene was an extremely rare sight for Wen Baocai and other scouts from the Great Sanguan Pass.
Not long after.
Under the continuous formation of more than a thousand soldiers of the Yan army, they rushed to kill.
Wen Baocai and his party were 500 steps away by the river, and there was no more Hun cavalry to fight.
On the other side of the river, several Huns could be seen fleeing in panic.
at the same time.
one
Bai Renbo broke away from the army's cavalry formation and found a place with shallow water.
He went straight across the river to pursue him.
As if leaving no one alive.
Wen Baocai and his party, who witnessed almost the entire massacre, crossed the river to pursue the Yan army.
All of them were trembling with blood boiling in their hearts.
"Aoyama! Quick, quick, quick!"
"Get the flag quickly! Get the flag quickly!"
"Let's... let's go meet Captain Xin!"
After more than a hundred breaths, Wen Baocai gradually came back to his senses, and then hurriedly spoke to urge him.
"I'm going to hang the flag, I'm going to hang the flag."
When Lu Qingshan heard this, he quickly stood up and walked quickly towards Wen Baocai's horse.
Then he took out a long spear from the victory hook of the war horse, and then took out a flaming red flag from the side pocket of the war horse.
"Lao Liu, Lao Chang."
"Come on, come on, give me a hand."
"I've been squatting for a long time and my feet are numb."
Just when Lu Qingshan was busy hoisting the command flag.
Wen Baocai stood up from the ground tremblingly, and then greeted the two old soldiers not far away with trembling legs.
"Tun...tunnel chief."
"I...my legs are numb too."
The old scout who was called Lao Liu waved his hand with a red face.
"Tun...tunnel chief..."
"Me...me too."
The old scout, who was called Lao Chang, also replied with a blush on his face.
"Old Zhao...Old Qian."
"Forget it, I'd better do it myself."
Wen Baocai, who originally wanted to be supported by two people, could only helplessly shake his head when he saw that the faces of all the brothers in his hands were red and their legs were shaking.
Not long after.
The flag is completely hoisted.
"Tuen Chief?"
Lu Qingshan turned to look at the people behind him.
"Put up the flag and let's go!"
Wen Baocai climbed onto the horse's back with weak hands and feet, and then gave instructions.
"yes."
Lu Qingshan agreed, then got on his horse and raised the flag in his hand.
Wen Baocai, Lu Qingshan and their group walked out of the hiding place.
Then he met two formations of hundreds of men running towards them.
"Brothers of the Yan Army!"
"We are scouts under General Xiahou, the thief general."
"I have been ordered to come here to look for you, Colonel Xin."
Seeing two groups of centenarians running towards each other in a menacing formation, Wen Baocai shouted loudly.
After more than ten breaths, two Yan armies with hundreds of men lined up in front of Wen Baocai and others.
A burly man with a little red tassel on his coat rode out from the army formation.
"A scout under General Xiahou?"
"Besides the flag, what else can be used as evidence?"
The burly man wearing a red tassel glanced at the fiery red flag held by Lu Qingshan, then looked at Wen Bao's treasure jar and asked.
"Yes, yes, yes."
"As evidenced by my waistband card."
"There is also a letter written by General Xiahou as evidence."
Upon hearing this, Wen Baocai quickly took out a letter from his arms, and then quickly took off his identity badge from his waist again.
"Half way."
The burly man said in a loud voice.
The words are over.
Another soldier came out from behind the burly man, and then he patted his horse halfway.
"Yes Yes Yes."
"Qingshan, go quickly."
Upon seeing this, Wen Baocai responded quickly, then looked sideways at Lu Qingshan beside him, and handed the badge and letter to Lu Qingshan.
After Lu Qingshan took over Wen Baocai's identity badge, he immediately moved forward.
After verification of identity badges and letters.
The burly man looked at Wen again
Treasure.
"wait for a second."
After giving the warning, the burly man immediately turned his horse's head and ran towards the general's flag not far away, holding the letter and identity badge.
After a while.
The burly man returns again.
"Chief Wen."
"Please go and rest for a while."
"After our troops bury all the Xiongnu corpses, they will return to camp with our army."
The burly man ordered someone to return the letter and identity badge, and then spoke in a loud voice.
"Not as good as not as good as that."
Wen Baocai waved his hands after hearing this.
Two quarters of an hour later.
All the hundreds of men who had crossed the river to pursue the Huns' defeated troops returned to their ranks.
Another quarter of an hour.
All seven to eight hundred Xiongnu corpses were buried in a grassland 300 steps away from the river.
Another quarter of an hour.
All the soil was backfilled, and a huge hill about ten feet high suddenly appeared three hundred steps away from the nameless valley.
at the same time.
Wen Baocai and his party followed Yan's soldiers and ran toward the Xiongnu pasture twenty miles away.
Go all the way.
Along the way, figures of Hun cavalry being killed on the grass could be seen from time to time.
When Wen Baocai and his party followed the Yan army halfway.
There were already as many as three to four hundred Xiongnu corpses dragged along by the Yan army's horses.
"Brother."
"The three thousand soldiers in the tribe under the command of the Corpse Chaser were all killed by you, right?"
While Sergeant Yan was digging a hole to bury the Xiongnu corpse again in the middle of the battle, Wen Baocai mustered up the courage to approach the burly man from before and asked.
"It's not three thousand, it's five thousand."
Hearing this, the burly man couldn't help but look sideways at Wen Baocai and chuckled.
"Five...five thousand?"
"Kill them all...kill them all?!"
Wen Baocai was stunned when he heard this.
"if not?"
"Didn't the teachers in your camp tell you that cutting off the weeds does not remove the roots, but the spring breeze will bring new growth?"
The burly man asked with surprise on his face.
"Battle...camp first...sir?"
"You...do you still have a gentleman in your camp?"
Wen Baocai was stunned and said with disbelief.
"Is there no sir in your camp?"
"Then what do you do after practice every day?"
The look of surprise on the burly man's face became more intense when he heard this.
"Practice every...daily?"
"You...you practice every day?"
When Wen Baocai heard this, the look of disbelief on his face became more intense.
"if not?"
"Don't you practice every day?"
The burly man couldn't help but ask again.
"startled......"
"Practice...Practice...Practice every day...Haha...Hahaha..."
Wen Baocai said with a sneer on his face.
"wrong."
"Tell me the truth, how often do you practice in Dasanguan?"
Seeing this, the burly man gradually came back to his senses, and then he couldn't help but ask.
"startled......"
"I...we are disbanding Guan Jing...the elite military force usually trains once every three days and conducts exercises every five...five days."
"Xun... Ordinary military units train every five... every five days and do exercises every ten days."
Seeing the burly man beside him look increasingly serious, Wen Baocai couldn't help but answer truthfully.
"The elite army trains every three days and exercises every five days."
"Ordinary troops train once every five days and drill once every ten days
. "
"No wonder, no wonder the food is so good."
The burly man suddenly felt bored when he heard this, so he murmured in a low voice and walked forward.
Although Wen Baocai couldn't hear clearly what the burly man was muttering in a low voice.
But I can roughly guess a little bit in my mind.
For a moment, Wen Baocai's face turned red like a monkey's fart.
"I'm asking you to teach me again."
"Another day of training."
"This...this...how rich and powerful is His Highness Prince Yan."
"No wonder...no wonder."
"No wonder His Highness Prince Yan was able to train such elite soldiers in just over a year."
After the burly man was completely gone.
Wen Baocai, who felt a huge gap in his heart, murmured in a low voice and walked towards the group of robes not far away.
