The Yefu tribe was also one of the nine Tatar surnames among the Uighurs. Historically, it was later annexed by the Kle tribe of the Zubu people and became an integral part of the Mongolian people.
At this time, the Yefu tribe was nomadic in the southeast of Yanran Mountain. It was the grassland tribe closest to the Han Dynasty. Therefore, it was also used as a sentry in the south by the Kelie tribe who occupied Voludo.
Bu Niegu, the chiefs of the Yechu tribe, and Dusage have known each other for a long time, and they are still related by marriage. Therefore, the Yefu tribe is considered to be very close to the Beizhubu tribe.
But after Dusage raised the banner against the spread of the Six Methods Sect, Bu Niegu still fell into hesitation and wavering.
Since the nomadic area was closer to the south, the Yefugu tribe had many exchanges with the Hexi Dadan and Shuofang (Lingzhou) Dangxiang tribes who were attached to the Zhou Dynasty in the Central Plains.
Therefore, compared to Du Sage, Bu Niegu knew better what kind of existence they were fighting now.
Even though Ye Fu's troops could draw tens of thousands of cavalry, Bu Niegu knew that this kind of grassland cavalry could not compete with the Central Plains people's iron cavalry.
At that time, Xiang Yuanyanchao's tribe of Shuofang Party was still nomadic in the Hetao area. Every time the autumn weather was crisp and the war horses were fat, the tribesmen of Yefu's tribe who were close to the south were often plundered by Yuan Yanchao's tribe.
Yes, you are not mistaken. It was not that Yefu's tribe went south to plunder Shuofang Dangxiang, but that Shuofang's party went north to rob Yefu's tribe and robbed their women, cattle and sheep.
This kind of plundering lasted for more than thirty years. It was not until recently that the party cavalry who came to plunder them suddenly disappeared, and the Yefu tribe gained rare peace.
Bu Niegu sent people south to inquire, and found out that those ferocious party members had followed King Murong to the east and lived a better life. It was said that King Murong was the eldest son of the Emperor of the Central Plains.
So ever since he learned about this, Bu Niegu began to feel even more worried.
In his eyes, although Shuofang Dangxiang could only rob him but not destroy him, he was still a very powerful existence!
These party members can dispatch at least five to six thousand cavalry. Although the number is a little smaller than that of Jesugu, they are very well-equipped, with at least two to three hundred sets of iron armor and thousands of leather armors.
Once they appeared, Yefu's tribe did not have a numerical advantage of more than five times and did not dare to fight against them.
And such a powerful tribe would obediently move 40,000 to 50,000 people eastward within one year. How powerful must the Central Plains court be that can drive them to move eastward willingly?
At the same time, because the Yefu tribe is further south, many herdsmen in the tribe, at least 30 to 40 percent, believe in the Liufa Sect, but they do not dare to show it because of Bu Niegu's suppression.
After all, compared to the scriptures and meanings of other religions, the Six Methods Sect is much easier to understand.
Yesterday, two of Bu Nie Gu's six sons came to persuade him that it was best not to follow Du Sage. Tang people were not easy to mess with, but Bu Nie Gu couldn't make up his mind for a while.
In the early morning, a faint light began to shine on the mountain col where the Yefufu tribe lived. It seems that there are a lot of people in more than 10,000 tents, but in fact, the scale is not large in Han Dynasty, that is, only 60,000 or 70,000 people.
The pasture of Yefubu is located at the foot of Yanran Mountain, forming a long strip from northwest to southeast along with the direction of the mountain range.
Because in this semi-arid grassland, the tribes must rely on the melted snow water from Yanran Mountain to survive.
Those who think that grassland tribes cannot be traced at all and can go anywhere at any time are wrong. If they can live wherever they graze, the grassland will be paradise everywhere.
In fact, production and life in the grasslands are extremely dependent on water sources, and places where large-scale settlements can occur must follow rivers.
In other words, as long as you can find a big river on the grassland, you will definitely be able to capture a large tribe. Suddenly they can't run away, and they will die if they run anywhere else.
Often, they would run away at all costs only when the whole family would die if they didn't leave.
For example, Wei Huo's final battle in Mobei, and Ming Chengzu's five sweeps of Mobei, there was really no choice. No matter how many people died, they could only run away to save the fire.
In history, although Zhu Di swept Mobei several times without seeing any human hair, it is unknown how many Mongolians were secretly killed by the harsh environment and lack of living materials in order to avoid the front of the Ming army.
In comparison, Jin Erpang's march of suffering is just child's play.
Yang Jiye slowly covered his upper body armor with a short cloak with a silver-white background embroidered with golden swastika patterns.
At this time, the grassland tribes did not have the blood and tears lessons of the Huns of the Han Dynasty, nor were they as shrewd as the Mongols of later generations. They could not make such a decisive decision to escape.
When Yang Jiye put on his short cloak, the surrounding soldiers were all putting on their cloaks or tying silk scarves with golden swastika patterns on their arms.
This was suggested by Yang Guizhong, who was full of ideas. He had served as a county lieutenant in Taozhou in Shuofang, which was later Shizuishan City. He had specialized in managing the herdsmen of Shuofang Dangxiang, so he knew some about the situation of the Yefu tribe.
He knew that many people in this tribe believed in the Six Methods Sect. Now that they were entering under the banner of the Six Methods Sect, they could greatly reduce the resistance of these herdsmen.
. . . .
Riruge got up very early. When he lifted up the tent and walked out, he was holding a Buddha statue in his hand that was almost losing its color.
This Buddha statue was carved from wood. When it was bought, the clothes on the Buddha statue were colorful. An eminent monk from Juyanhai also consecrated the Buddha statue and left several packets of herbal medicine to treat Riruge's mother. The leg pain is gone.
From that time on, Riluge would get up very early every day, pray to the Buddha statue when the sun had just risen, and chant verses that he didn't know the meaning of, but had a very rhythm.
"At that time, the Supreme Heaven was in the sea of treasures..."
However, just after the beginning of this verse, Riruge saw the birds in the distance suddenly startled, and then the earth began to tremble, as if thousands of troops were rushing towards him.
'Boom! 'A loud noise came, and Riruge looked up.
Damn it! The place where the loud noise was made was one of the main resting places for their tribe's war horses.
Brilliant fire streaked across the darkening sky at dawn, and countless frightened horses began to scream and run in panic.
Soon, these horses with good intelligence quickly found an organization. Some "handsome foreigners" who looked unusually tall and had long legs that put these prairie horses to shame were running forward.
After a moment of panic, the mares and foals in the herd of horses, which had extremely high collective attributes and were slightly disturbed, started running after these strong 'handsome guys'.
They followed the Zhou army's horses, creating a situation of thousands of troops.
Yang Jiye took the lead and rushed to the front. Although he was already a commander in charge of a thousand elites, it did not prevent him from being just an eighteen-year-old boy at the same time.
At this time, Yang Jiye forgot any thoughts of commanding his subordinates. In his mind, only an image of a man and a horse like a dragon appeared, as if wrapped in a ball of dazzling sunlight.
The big man champion Hou Huo Qubing!
This idol of all warriors for thousands of years was at the age of eighteen when he led the Yulin Jingqi to follow his uncle, General Wei Qing, to the fortress, and became famous all over the world as a fledgling.
Today, Yang Jiye, as a disciple of Shengism and at the age of eighteen, led the Yulin Jingqi to attack outside the Great Wall, how could he not feel excited.
Under the blessing of this extreme excitement, Yang Jiye's already invincible bow and horse combat skills directly brought down Mange. He held a strong bow and raised his hands like an eagle. After shooting from the left, he shot from the right. Countless people on both sides of the horse fell to the bow.
In fact, there is no need for Yang Jiye to command now, because what he brings are all the best of Zhang Zhou's army. The youngest has six or seven years of battlefield experience, and the one with the lowest title is at least a military officer with the rank of Cheng Xinlang.
Such an elite, without command, even three or five people can fight with the ferocity and initiative of dozens or hundreds of people.
When the soldiers saw that their leader was rushing to the front and was so brave, they couldn't help but get even more excited.
The more than 700 cavalry were divided into ten waves, with seventy cavalry in each wave. The ones in the front were responsible for killing people, while those at the back were responsible for creating chaos and clearing out fish that slipped through the net.
There were also seventy cavalry roaming around the outside to prevent the warriors from Ye Fu's tribe from rushing out to organize resistance outside.
A can of fire oil, a pear blossom gun, and a tent screaming in despair.
Countless people, cattle and sheep were mixed with people. Not to mention resisting, many of them were not even wearing clothes. They were like frightened wild beasts, running around with the livestock.
With only one attack, Yang Jiye and others broke through the outermost tents of the Yefucu tribe. Everyone worked together and rushed towards Chief Yefufu's O'er.
The blood made the color of the flames even more brutal. The flames shone on the blood on the ground, as if the liquid was also burning!
When they were suddenly attacked at six o'clock in the morning, the Yefu tribe, which was just some armed herdsmen, immediately fell into panic and chaos.
Riluge is on the first line of defense outside Chief Buniegu's tent. He is a famous warrior in the clan, so he can naturally receive such treatment.
Seeing how many enemies were coming and chaos everywhere, Ziruge did not run away.
Because his family and property are all here, and it will be winter soon. If he runs out, he will die in the wilderness. The best way is to resist.
The closer the herdsmen were to not pinching Gu Or's ears, the more elite they became. As warriors of the tribe, many people couldn't help but move closer to Riruge immediately.
After a while, more than a hundred warriors gathered around him. His wife and eight-year-old son, with red faces, took his leather armor, bow, arrows, and spear.
Although the women and children were scared, they did not run around. Instead, they roared and prayed loudly to cheer up their fathers, brothers, children and husbands.
These herdsmen who are close to the big tent of Buqie Guor'er are the most elite beings in the entire Yehugu tribe, and they are also the sharers of the privileges of the Yehugu tribe. They will not be as hopeless as the herdsmen on the periphery.
Riruge was about to get on his horse, when suddenly, a touch of gold fell into his eyes.
It was such a familiar big flag, with a silver-white background and golden swastikas facing the rising sun, as if it was radiating thousands of rays of light!
This is a slope that is not very steep. Not only Riruge saw it, but also many warriors from the Yefu tribe around it.
Riluge's younger brother Asge suddenly turned back to look at his elder brother and shouted with a bit of surprise and a bit of fear in his mouth.
"Brother, this is the swastika flag of the Supreme Heaven. They must be the disciplinary knights sent by Dharma King Dazhi to punish the unfaithful!"
A strong man with a sinewy face and a big sword in his hand also said with some fear: "No, my son's life was saved by the Supreme Heaven's Swastika Practitioner. Mortals cannot fight against the Supreme Heaven's knights."
The women and children who shouted loudly stopped yelling, and the half-year-old children holding small short bows and small wooden guns stopped being restless, as if the momentum of resisting to the death had been pressed on the pause button.
It looked far away, but in fact it was only a few hundred steps away. Yang Jiye and others were about to rush to the hillside soon. He also saw the group of herdsmen who had been organized. These people must be the elite of Ye Fu's tribe.
Riluge had a war between heaven and man in his heart for a long time. He looked at the white ox-tail banner symbolizing Chief Yefushu, and then looked at the gold swastika flag with a silver and white background in the distance.
After taking a deep breath, he suddenly raised the human-sized Buddha statue in his hand high.
With his leadership, the herdsmen from various families who gathered also took out the hidden Buddha statues and scriptures symbolizing the Six Dharma Sect.
Riluge's younger brother Asge supported his grandmother, whose legs and feet were already very convenient, and even held up a large swastika flag.
They had a tacit understanding and opened a passage to Bupin Gu's ears.
"They are followers of the Liufa Sect, rush over from them!"
Pan Mei had the sharpest eyes. Just when Yang Jiye was about to equip his equipment for a detour, he keenly spotted Riruge and others.
Yang Jiye was overjoyed, and he immediately turned his horse's head slightly, and with more than a hundred riders, roared and rushed past!
Bu Niegu rushed out of the tent wearing only a leather robe and holding a short knife.
When he saw Riruge and others making way for a passage from a high place, his eyes suddenly burst with anxiety, and he roared and ordered the guards who came around him to shoot!
But it's too late! Only thirty steps away, the priceless Hexi dragon horse under Yang Jiye's crotch only needed a few breaths to rush over.
The flying arrows hit Yang Jiye three times, but all three arrows were blocked by the gold chain mail on his body and hung limply on his chest.
Almost at the same time, Yang Jiye grabbed two arrows with three fingers while his horse was running at high speed, and shot them out like a barrage. The two Bu Nie Gu guards who were standing in front of him were shot to death directly.
Then Yang Jiye threw away his bow and arrows, held a horse spear in his hand, and shouted loudly like spring thunder. The guards who gathered in front of Bu Niegu didn't dare to stop him when they saw this, and dispersed in a swarm.
Bu Niegu was hit directly on the forehead by a blow, and his head suddenly shook and he lost his breath.
The sound of crying and howling sounded, and a group of guards who had already put on armor suddenly surrounded him. Among them, the ones who howled loudest and the most violently seemed to be Bu Niegu's sons.
Yang Jiye became even more excited. He suddenly mobilized his horse and rushed over to face dozens of people alone.
As expected, it penetrated directly and the enemy's blood splattered all over Yang Jiye's shirt. The unformed infantry was no match for Yang Wudi.
. . . .
Yang Jiye is already killing everyone, and Li Cunhui is coming soon!
After receiving the notice from Yang Jiye, Li Cunhui immediately realized that this was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
Moreover, this fierce general who had followed Zhang Zhang for thirteen years and experienced more than a hundred battles was much bolder than Yang Jiye.
How did I, Zhang Shengren, make my fortune in the past? It relies on winning by surprise, fighting the mediocre with the elite, and many times of extreme operations and using the small to make the big, in exchange for the current country.
Li Cunhui was even more dismissive of Lu Sanlang's analysis that Dusage could muster 30,000 to 40,000 cavalry in five days.
If Du Sage had such skills, he would have unified all the grassland tribes long ago, and how could he let the Khitans dominate the grassland.
"Xiao Xian! Tell me, we are going to fight Dou Sage. What should we pay attention to?"
Li Cunhui roared, and a tall, bald man rushed over on Pegasus.
The reason why he has a bald head is because he was originally a Xiren, but he recently gained Li Cunhui's trust and was promoted to the right feather forest guard. The reason why he had a shaved head was to cover up his original straight hair.
"Returning to Mr. Li, Du Sage, even if he has a hundred thousand riders, is nothing more than chickens and dogs.
However, people on the grassland believe in blood and inheritance, so the most important thing is to catch or kill Dusage, otherwise he will go to Beihai and come back like a mouse next year to continue causing trouble! "
"Hahaha!" Li Cunhui laughed three times, and his habit of complaining and belittling others showed up again.
"Look! Ye Ye said that although Xiao Xian is a Xi man, his ancestors must have been inherited from the Han people who came from the Great Wall, and he has the majesty of our Han'er.
Lu Sanlang is a fool who knows nothing. He has stayed in Ningyuan for a long time and made people stupid. Even if there are 100,000 riders, it’s useless!
We just need to do a good job and not let him get away. "
The generals and guards laughed loudly around Li Cunhui, and shouted like ghosts and wolves: "Li Yeye is right, we are the invincible bear and tiger of the saint!"
"My general order, each team is selecting by themselves. First, choose a thousand riders, take three horses, only bring one day's dry food and a half-body armor. Follow the son who came to report the news to join Lu Sanlang first and let him organize the Xizubu divination. The herdsmen joined us and immediately launched a raid.”
After Li Cunhui finished speaking, he looked around. A group of generals immediately raised their chests and raised their bellies as if they were invincible, looking at Li Cunhui expectantly.
"Qu Yanqing, Pei Tongyuan, Cao Bin, and Murong Yanzhao, the four of you are the vanguard officers, set off immediately!"
"I got the order!" The four of them were overjoyed and began to prepare to set off under the envious eyes of countless colleagues.
Li Cunhui raised his hand again and said, "The second choice is two thousand cavalry, led by a certain family personally.
Wang Shenqi and Yao Kechou, you two, go and pick up people now, one person and three horses, bring enough food and grass, and set off immediately after two-quarters of an hour's repair. "
Wang Shenqi and Yao Kechen were overjoyed and quickly went to prepare.
At this moment, Li Cunhui rode up to the 20-strong academy and snorted as he looked at the five people at the front.
"Li Zun, Fan Changgong, Li Wanshan, Zhang Bo Qu Su, Zhao Jingang Nu.
The saint placed you next to a certain family and said that you are an invincible warrior on horseback and a good athlete in Longyou, Hexi Province. Can you be at the forefront of the army today and let a certain Li Cunhui see you? "
These five people are all the tens of thousands of enemies selected by Zhang Yan this time in Tianshui Mansion and Liangzhou Mansion, not to mention Li Zun and Fan Changgong.
Zhang Boqu was nicknamed the Blind Yak. He was so strong that he could grab a galloping horse by its neck and throw it to the ground.
Zhao Jingangnu is a direct descendant of the Zhao family in Xiyinghe, Liugu District. He was named Jingangnu because his mother believed in the Buddha.
His archery skills are the best among the younger generation of martial arts disciples. He calls himself Helong Sai Zilong on weekdays. He wears a white horse, a silver spear, and a white robe. He aspires to be Murong Nobunaga's second best.
"Mr. Su Guo, please just keep an eye on me! The vajra slave will never embarrass you."
Zhao Jingangnu was a second-generation martial artist. No matter how proud he was, he couldn't be arrogant in front of Li Cunhui, so he still seemed a little polite.
The other four people were deeply irritated by Li Cunhui's nostril look at others. They howled that they must let Li Cunhui see their bravery. They wished they could run up to Du Sage now and kill him with one arrow.
Everyone was very excited, only Li Zhaoyuan, the eldest son of Zhang Yuanhui and Li Ruotai, and cousin of Dian Duke Zhang Xiancun, was unhappy.
Because they were training armored cavalry, and now they had to fight fast, they would definitely be assigned to lead the rear army.
(End of chapter)
