"People from Daxia, are you so scared at the thought of facing the Hu tribe? If it were our warriors, they would be eager to show off their skills." The man with the beard said.
"I think the Daxia people prefer to show off their skills on this pig. The Hu people are neither so tender nor so fragrant." Another person mocked.
The general in charge of baggage and supplies leaned forward: "I hope your subordinates are not as useless as you, otherwise our sophisticated equipment will be wasted."
Liu Mo had only 10,000 subordinates at this time, which was the smallest number among all Liang Ding's allies. For this reason, on such an occasion, he would naturally be looked down upon by other leaders.
"Humph, my lord, I promise you that your equipment will be used to its full potential." Liu Mo replied with a cold snort. “The Hu people have long been driven back to the grassland by my Daxia ancestors!
The reason why I was surprised was that I didn’t expect to encounter the Hu people here. "
Previously, when Liu Mo told the general that he needed weapons and armor to equip his men, the general's expression looked as if someone was asking him to hand over his daughter.
Liang Ding burst into laughter upon hearing this, "It seems that I need to explain the Hu tribe to you."
After listening to Liang Ding's explanation, Liu Mo finally understood.
It turns out that the Hu people are very similar to the Mongols on earth, and the grassland area behind them is very vast.
Due to the current insufficient level of science and technology, it is currently impossible to accurately measure the exact number of square kilometers.
But what is certain is that the grassland where the Hu people live is definitely much larger than the Mongolian grassland on earth.
The Hu people bordering the territory of Daxia are called Haq in this world, and the Hu people bordering Yezi are called Kaer.
Of course, these two tribes are not limited to the huge Hu grassland.
The Hu people have no settlements. Their economy is largely supported by raiding neighboring countries. In order to survive, they will also attack each other.
On special occasions, the Dothraki will set up huge straw tents, but usually they live in portable tents for easy movement at any time.
Ha Ge, the leader of the Kaer tribe, leads the largest Hu tribe in the Caohai. He has hundreds of thousands of Hu warriors under his command, and is invincible in all battles in the Caohai.
After several years of expeditions from east to west, Hago had conquered the western part of the Hu grassland and began to attack Yezi on a large scale.
For this reason, Liang Ding gathered allies to fight against him.
"Chen Gui, you must try your best to meet Lord Liu's request." Liang Ding reiterated.
The quartermaster named Chen Gui frowned. "I met that tall man named Zhu Min today. The guy insisted on getting two tomahawks. The ones he picked were all made of high-quality black heavy steel."
"If Brother Zhu had these two axes, he would kill hundreds of barbarians from the Hu tribe!" Liu Mo said as he watched the waiter place a plate of smoking roast pork in front of him.
"I hope you Daxia people won't brag!"
At this time, Liang Ding leaned forward: "We have an idea. When the war begins, we plan to put your warriors from Daxia in the vanguard."
"What do you think?" Liu Mo had already stabbed a piece of meat with a dagger and was bringing it to his mouth. When he heard this, he quickly put it down. "forward?"
he repeated doubtfully.
The words of the Sixth Prince appeared in his mind again, "When Yeziren's enemies are eliminated, how will they treat us?"
Liu Mo suddenly had an ominous premonition.
"Don't the Daxia army pride themselves on their might?" the man with the beard said.
Powerful? Want to use provocation? Liu Mo thought to himself.
"Master Liu, please rest assured, we absolutely have no other intentions." Liang Ding said, "Among the vanguard of this battle, there will be my eldest son's troops fighting with you."
"Father, I don't have the ability to command Daxia troops!" Liang Ding's son said with some dissatisfaction, "Just let me lead the vanguard of this battle alone."
Liang Ding looked at his son. "I didn't ask you to take command. You are Master Liu's subordinate."
Liang Ding's eldest son took a bite of the pork, chewed it twice, and then spat it out angrily. "I find I'm not hungry at all." He stood up. "My lords, I will take my leave now."
Liang Ding nodded in agreement. "Master Liu, how are you?"
Liu Mo frowned and refused, fearing that it would bring shame to Da Xia. "I will protect your eldest son," he responded.
After saying that, he turned around and walked down the hill. He was very aware of the eyes of everyone behind him, but he did not look back.
Night has fallen, dyeing all the flags black.
The Yezi camp was located between the river and the road, stretching for several miles.
It's very easy to get lost among the crowds of people and woods.
Sure enough, Liu Mo walked past a dozen large tents and more than a hundred campfires, and suddenly lost his way.
Fireflies fluttered among the tents like wandering stars. He smelled the aroma of roasting meat, spicy and delicious, making his empty belly hungry.
He heard someone singing a ditty in the distance. Farther away, across the creek, two spearmen were practicing blocking and thrusting skills in the fading light of the sky. Their bare chests were dripping with sweat.
No one looked at him, no one spoke to him, no one noticed him.
All around him were troops from foreign lands, a huge legion of up to 200,000 people in total.
Later, after walking for a long time, he finally heard Zhu Min's laughter booming through the night, and followed the laughter back to the camp of the Daxia army.
"Brother Liu Xian, come here quickly, we are roasting beef!"
"I'm not hungry, you eat first!" Liu Mo responded.
The only generals left behind were Zhu Min and Zhao Da, and the rest followed the Sixth Prince.
Continuing to move forward, Liu Mo soon saw Zhao Da sitting cross-legged under a chestnut tree, near where the horse was tied, sharpening his sword without sleep.
Such a loyal subordinate has been sleeping poorly recently.
"Are we going to play forward?" Zhao Da asked.
"Yeah!" Liu Mo nodded.
He didn't expect the news to spread so quickly.
"That's fine!" Zhao Da said.
Liu Mo walked to him and sat down. "why would you say so?"
"In this way, we only need to fight one battle before we can leave here." Zhao Da replied, "You can't possibly not understand the thoughts of these people!"
Liu Mo nodded. His skin was exposed and he felt that the night air was very warm. "But we will survive, just like before!"
Zhao Dahuo stood up, moving as quickly and gracefully as a civet cat, then threw the long sword from his right hand to his left hand, and then tried to swing it. "Yes, we will live for the people we love!"
Liu Mo smiled and said, "Go to rest early!"
Afterwards, Liu Mo entered his tent and went to bed early.
...until he was awakened by the deafening sound of trumpets in the darkness, and his attendants shook his shoulders. "Sir, wake up quickly!"
He weakly sat up and lifted up the blanket. The trumpet sounded wildly and urgently throughout the night sky.
He heard people shouting, the clash of spears and spears, and the neighing of horses. Fortunately, there was no fighting.
"This is a battle assembly order. Isn't the Hu army still one day away from us?"
"Sir, the information was wrong!"
Liu Mo frowned, "Hurry up and assemble the troops!"
