About chen hour.
The scorching sun floats in the sky.
The temperature gradually rises.
Daily drills have been going on for nearly an hour in the Yanjun camp in Yehuling.
Finally, it comes to an end with the sharp but extremely "sweet" sound of gongs.
On top of the Chinese military command platform.
Xu Yiduan sat on the Grand Master's chair, looking at the Xiongnu surrender phalanx below with extremely calm eyes, which was almost completely disintegrated.
And the phalanx of six thousand civilians whose array was barely intact.
The corners of his mouth raised slightly for an unknown number of times.
During nearly an hour of daily practice.
Although the performance of more than 5,000 Xiongnu surrender troops and 6,000 Yandi civilians was always unsatisfactory in various ways.
But compared to when Wang Daying was first built, it is already several times better.
If you continue to practice like this.
In front of me are more than 5,000 Xiongnu troops and 6,000 Yan people.
One day they will be able to erupt with their own dazzling brilliance on the battlefield.
"The whole army rests where it is for two quarters of an hour."
"Preparations for tonight's labor banquet will begin in two quarters of an hour."
Xu Yi calmed down for a moment, then stood up from the imperial chair and gave instructions.
"yes!"
Xin Sixuan, Yang Xian'an and others heard this and immediately leaned over and clasped their fists in response.
The words are over.
Xu Yi turned around and left the Chinese army command platform.
Return to the small camp where you live again.
Continue to write and finish the things that were not completed last night.
Immerse yourself wholeheartedly in planning for the future.
I do not know how long it has been.
Just as Xu Yi filled up a piece of rice paper again.
When he was about to get up and stretch his muscles.
Suddenly, several whispers came from outside the small tent, which had always been the quietest.
"Owner."
"Captain Xin, please see me."
After a few breaths, the whispers disappeared completely.
Instead, the greetings came from the guards who were on duty in front of the small camp.
"Enter."
Xu Yi sat upright on the Taishi chair, flexed his muscles slightly and agreed casually.
"yes."
The Wenxin Baiwei who was on duty in front of the small camp responded.
The words are over.
Wenxin Baiwei gently opened the curtain door of the small tent.
"Please, Captain Xin."
Wenxin Baiwei held up the curtain with one hand and made greetings with the other.
"Thank you."
Xin Sixuan raised his hands slightly and clasped his fists, then stepped in.
"Your Majesty."
"The Muhua Tribe captured several scouts sent by the Corpse Chaser last night."
"According to one of the scouts named Helian Rang, Commander Baiqi."
"In recent days, the Corpse Chaser King has been searching for traces of our army."
"And follow the march along the traces of our army."
"We traveled hundreds of miles last night."
Xin Sixuan stopped two steps away from the writing desk, then faced Xu Yi, leaned deeply and clasped his fists to report.
"Did Helianzang tell you the specific number of soldiers and horses led by the Corpse Chaser this time?"
Xu Yi couldn't help but pause slightly when he heard the words, and then asked.
"Go back to your lord."
"According to Helian Rang's account."
"The soldiers and horses led by the Corpse Chaser King are all the elite of his headquarters."
"Among them are more than 15,000 soldiers and more than 30,000 horses."
Xin Sixuan reported truthfully.
"More than 5,000 people..."
"More than 30,000 war horses..."
When Xu Yi heard this, his eyelids drooped slightly and he murmured a few words in a low voice.
After counting the interest.
Xu Yi raised his eyelids again and looked at Xin Sixuan.
"Where are the scouts sent by King Corpse Chaser?
"
Xu Yi calmed down for a moment, then asked.
"Go back to your lord."
"The scouts sent by the Corpse Chaser King are kneeling in front of the central army's tent."
Xin Sixuan answered truthfully.
"Wen Xin Baiwei will interrogate Helian Rang and others immediately."
Xu Yi stood up from the imperial chair, and then walked slowly and unhurriedly towards the outside of the tent.
"Follow the order!"
Upon hearing this, Xin Sixuan immediately clasped his fists to accept the order, and then followed Xu Yi.
at the same time.
In front of the large tent of the Chinese army in the Yanjun camp in Yehuling.
The ragged Mu Hua's body was extremely stiff and stood in front of the Chinese army's command platform together with a group of Chinese army guards who were extremely tall and had extremely bright armor and swords.
Full of anxiety, he looked at the scouts under the Corpse Chaser King who were already kneeling in a row.
Even at this time, the Yanjun camp was extremely lively due to preparations for the labor banquet.
Mu Hua did not dare to take his eyes away from the scouts under the command of Helian Rang and other zombie kings.
"Five thousand Yan troops are already so terrifying."
"Here...here...there are at least over 10,000 Yan troops here."
"Zi...Zi Zhu...King Zhi Zhu has hit a brick wall this time."
"Well...fortunately...fortunately for me...fortunately for me that I surrendered in time."
"No...otherwise...otherwise, even if I...even if I can escape from the Kunzan tribe."
"He... He will not be able to escape... He will not be able to escape the Yan army's iron hoof."
Mu Hua didn't know how many times she cried out in her heart that she was thankful.
It's obviously the hottest month of June, but I don't know why.
From the moment I followed Sun Chenglin and others into the Yanjun camp in Yehuling.
Muhua felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, and the cold sweat on his back never really disappeared.
Just when Muhua's body was extremely stiff and he was so worried that he almost lost his mind.
Xu Yi and Xin Sixuan walked out of the small camp one after another and walked straight towards the Chinese army's large tent more than ten steps away from the command platform.
"Greetings, Your Majesty!"
"Greetings, Your Majesty!"
"Greetings, Your Majesty!"
Sonorous and powerful calls of greeting suddenly rang in Mu Hua's ears.
The sound of armor plates clashing when a group of Chinese army guards cupped their fists and saluted made Mu Hua feel as cold as if he had fallen into a cold cave.
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty?!"
Mu Hua suddenly woke up and looked up reflexively.
As far as the eye can see.
Several figures could be seen walking slowly towards the Chinese army's tent.
The person at the head was tall and tall, wearing a dark jade robe.
The body of the robe is embroidered with several green dragons showing teeth and claws, and a long, slender sword hangs from the waist.
However, Mu Hua didn't wait until he could see the man's appearance.
Not far away, several sonorous and powerful sounds of greetings were heard again, as well as the sound of golden swords made by the collision of armor plates during the salute.
Mu Hua, who suddenly came back to his senses, had no time to see the person's appearance clearly, let alone dared to see the person's appearance clearly.
He immediately lowered his head and looked at the ground in panic.
"Greetings, Your Majesty!"
"Greetings, Your Majesty!"
"Greetings, Your Majesty!"
Just when Mu Hua was panicking and looking down at the ground without moving.
Suddenly, deafening sounds of greetings erupted around him.
"Muhua!"
"Why don't you worship the king?!"
Just when Muhua's mind went blank due to the sudden burst of greetings around him.
A loud shout suddenly rang in his ears.
The words have not yet finished.
Mu Hua, who was greatly disappointed, immediately softened his knees and knelt down.
land.
"Humble...humble...humble...humble to pay homage to the king...humble to pay homage to the king."
Mu Hua, whose limbs were already limp and weak under the tremendous pressure, knelt on the ground and tremblingly saluted.
"No gift."
Just when Muhua's limbs were weak and full of anxiety, he didn't know what to do.
An extremely gentle voice suddenly came from not far in front of him.
Hearing this sound for the first time, Mu Hua felt as if a person on the verge of dying of thirst suddenly encountered a clear spring, and his body and mind felt relaxed for no reason.
"I'm humble... I'm humble... I'm humble and thank you, Your Majesty."
Mu Hua bit her tongue sharply, trying to use the severe pain to stabilize her mind so that she could get up and give a thanksgiving gift from the Central Plains.
But unexpectedly, this move turned out to be fruitless.
Even though the pain in his mouth was excruciating, his limbs still couldn't exert any strength.
See this scene.
Xu Yi stood a few steps away from Muhua and his group.
There was inevitably some fluctuation in Gujing Bubo's eyes.
He originally wanted to use the body of King Yan to give Mu Hua a break and shock him.
Unexpectedly......
Unexpectedly, he hasn't taken action yet.
Muhua has already become like this.
But that's fine.
It saves a lot of effort.
"Zhimu Huajun stands up."
Xu Yi calmed down for a moment, then opened his mouth and gave instructions.
"yes!"
Several Chinese army guards standing around Mu Hua heard this and immediately clasped their fists to accept the order.
"Humble...humble thank you, Your Majesty."
Mu Hua stood up shakily with the support of two Chinese army guards, and then tremblingly thanked him again.
"Take Muhua-kun to take a rest."
"Two quarters of an hour later, we will lead Mr. Muhua to the main tent of the Chinese army to meet him."
Xu Yi waved his hand slightly and then gave instructions.
"yes!"
The two Chinese army guards who were supporting Mu Hua immediately bowed their heads after hearing this.
The words are over.
Two Chinese army guards immediately supported Mu Hua and walked toward the distant camp.
After the three figures completely disappeared from sight.
Xu Yi turned his head slightly and glanced at Helian Rang and others who were kneeling in a row.
Then he walked towards the Chinese army's tent again.
After more than a hundred breaths.
Xu Yi went to the first place in the Chinese army's tent.
Then he sat down firmly on the Taishi chair.
Not long after.
Xin Sixuan walked to the Chinese army's tent after finishing the interrogation.
"sit."
Xu Yi waved his hand slightly and then signaled.
"yes!"
Upon hearing this, Xin Sixuan leaned over and clasped his fists in salute, then sat down on the bed at the lower left corner.
"What does Captain Xin think of those Huns surrendering?"
After Xin Sixuan was completely seated, Xu Yi asked casually.
"Go back to your lord."
"Based on my observations over the past few days."
"If those Huns surrendering troops in the camp are well trained."
"In the future, it will surely become a great help for our army to move across the Mobei grassland."
Xin Sixuan pondered for a few breaths after hearing the words, and then answered truthfully.
"In your opinion."
"How long do the Hun soldiers in the camp need to practice before they can truly stand alone?"
Xu Yi couldn't help but nodded slightly when he heard the words, and then asked again.
Compared with the people of the Zhou Dynasty who mainly focused on farming.
The Huns, who began to herd horses and hunt with bows since childhood, were undoubtedly more proficient in horse control and bow and arrow techniques.
However.
A real battlefield confrontation, two armies fighting.
What we are looking at is not just which side is more skilled in horse control.
, and the way of bow and arrow is more accurate.
Compared with the art of horse control and the art of bow and arrow.
The commanding ability of the leading generals, whether the soldiers on the battlefield are well-trained, as well as matters such as morale, ordnance, armaments, food and grass logistics, etc.
It often determines the final success or failure of a battle.
And this is also the core factor why the Yan army was able to repeatedly destroy an entire Xiongnu tribe with extremely low casualties.
Inside the large tent of the Chinese army in the Yanjun camp in Yehuling.
Xu Yi finished his words.
Xin Sixuan couldn't help but fall into deep thought again.
See this situation.
Not surprised, Xu Yi moved his gaze to the map of Mobei hanging not far away.
Nearly half an hour passed.
Xin Sixuan just came back from his deep thoughts.
"Go back to your lord."
"Look at the end of the general."
"If you can train it the same way our army trains."
"If it is supplemented by a large amount of ordnance and armaments."
"At most half a year."
"The more than 5,000 Xiongnu troops in the camp can truly take charge by surrendering."
"If we can fight the enemy many times in the past six months."
"This time can be reduced to half."
Xin Sixuan briefly composed himself, then clasped his fists and saluted.
And what he said was the training method of the Yan army.
They are: exercise, practice, study, and eat.
The word "drill" is not much different from other military units.
It's just that it's more frequent and heavier than other armies.
Compared with the word drill.
The words "learning" and "eating" undoubtedly have a greater weight in the Yan army's training methods.
The so-called learning.
That is: ideological construction such as military laws and regulations, loyalty to "the king" and respect for elders.
The so-called eating is even simpler.
Even in the most difficult times.
Xu Yi was also able to ensure that every officer in the Yan army had enough to eat, with small meat dishes every day and large meat dishes once every three days.
Most difficult fashion and so.
Not to mention the time when he had already made a lot of money from his expedition to Mobei.
It's no exaggeration to say so.
Only Xu Yi was willing to throw money at the capital and train the more than 5,000 Xiongnu troops in the camp to surrender in the same way as the Yan army's training.
And prepare enough ordnance and armaments for it.
Then at most half a year.
The more than 5,000 Xiongnu troops in the camp surrendered, and they could truly stand alone on the Mobei grassland.
Even if it cannot achieve the terrifying dominance shown by Yan Jun.
But at least he can fight against multiple enemies without losing much.
Inside the large tent of the Chinese army in the Yanjun camp in Yehuling.
Xu Yi couldn't help but ponder for a few breaths after hearing the words.
After counting the interest.
Xu Yi stood up and left the Grand Master's chair, and walked to the map of Mobei hanging on one side of the tent.
Then he pointed to a mountain peak fifty miles away from the Yanjun camp in Yehuling.
And the peak he was referring to was the tall peak he had assigned to the Muhua tribe before.
"This mountain has no name."
"But starting from today."
"This mountain is called Duoyan."
"After our army has a full battle with the Corpse Chaser King."
"All the surviving Xiongnu troops were transferred to this mountain."
"Another 500 soldiers and 100 gentlemen were mobilized from Juyang City to settle in Duoyan Mountain."
"At that time."
"There should be no more Xiongnu Muhua tribe in the world."
"Only I, Yanjun Duoyanwei!"
Xu Yi stretched out his hand and tapped heavily on the tall mountain peak that was named Duoyan, and then spoke in a deep voice.
The great majesty that comes from holding a high position, being in charge of the life and death of millions of people in a place, both covertly and covertly, and being on the battlefield in person and causing tens of thousands of deaths.
It completely exploded at this moment.
Even the murderous Xin Sixuan.
At this time, he didn't even dare to look at him at all.
"That's when!"
"There is no more Xiongnu Muhua tribe in the world!"
"Only I, Yanjun Duoyanwei!"
Xu Yizhi's words were like rolling thunder, exploding in Xin Sixuan's mind.
For a moment, Xin Sixuan's body and mind were shaking uncontrollably.
After nearly a hundred breaths passed.
Xin Sixuan just bit the tip of his tongue suddenly, and then he forced himself to calm down a little under the stimulation of severe pain.
"Congratulations to Duoyan Mountain!"
"Congratulations to Duoyan Wei!"
"Congratulations to Your Majesty!"
Xin Sixuan suddenly stood up from the bed on the lower left side.
With his face flushed, he clasped his fists heavily towards Xu Yi, leaned deeply to salute, and then congratulated him loudly.
