"Go away, I'm going to see my father. Warriors from all Tuoba tribes are gathering to the south. They are attacking and harassing, dragging down the main force of the Zhou Dynasty to exhaustion and death. They are contributing to the Great Khan's defeat one by one. However, our tribe keeps moving northward. The migration is almost to the territory of the Rakshasa people!"
"Young Master, please don't make any noise. Your Majesty was tossing with three Western Region dancers until midnight last night, and he just fell asleep. If you wake up your Majesty, we will be whipped again!"
"The sons and daughters of the Tuoba tribe all have the blood of their ancestors' warriors. They are not afraid of death. If they are afraid of any whip, get away and let me go in and cut off the heads of those foxy girls from the Western Regions!"
"Young prince, you can't do it, you can't do it..."
The air in the spacious animal skin tent was turbid, and the strong smell of alcohol and the greasy smell of roasting fat sheep were mixed with the ambiguous smell of body fluids, filling the tent and lingering for a long time.
On top of the soft lambskin, Tuoba Luo sat up from the sleeping Western Dancer, rubbed his head that was dizzy from hangover and indulgence, and an evil fire could not help but rise in his bored chest.
"I'm not dead yet, you wolf bastard wants to take over now!"
After shaking down the pile of lamb skins, Tuoba Luo pulled out the three-foot saber on the side, kicked open the wooden door of the tent with a curse, and walked out dragging the saber.
The cold wind in the early morning blew over, making the tribal leader shudder. He raised his head and slowly scanned the front with his fierce eyes as big as copper bells.
The originally noisy sound outside the main tent suddenly stopped.
"Father!"
"Your Majesty!"
More than a hundred tribal noble youths who came to ask for a fight all hurriedly lowered their heads. Tuoba Yang rolled his eyes, kicked the guard beside him down, and cursed angrily: "Why don't you find a robe to cover the prince!"
"yes!"
The guard who was kicked down quickly got up, took off his leather armor, took off the robe underneath and carefully covered Tuoba Lue's body, not forgetting to roll up the corners of his clothes to avoid tripping the prince.
"Father, do you know how Tuoba tribes are laughing at us now?"
Tuoba Yang worked up his emotions for a while and said excitedly: "They say that we are not worthy of the word Tuoba, and we are even more ashamed of our ancestors. We are just a group of strong sheep!"
"Let them tell it. Our tribe never owes anyone. Eighteen years ago, my brother, your uncle Beimang War God Tuoba Xiongzai, fell in Jigu Temple in Tianjian Gorge in order to stop Emperor Jing of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Thirty thousand Most of the tribe’s warriors were killed or injured, but what did they get in exchange?”
Tuoba Lue sneered: "Not only did the eight royal families put the responsibility for the strategic failure on our tribe, but other tribes with the same Tuoba bloodline couldn't wait to cut ties with us. Haven't we suffered enough cold looks in these years?"
"Because of this, we should prove ourselves even more!" Tuoba Yang waved his fist vigorously.
"madness!"
Tuoba Lu scolded: "What can you gain by rushing out to fight against the powerful Zhou army? Will the other kings look down upon us just because we show up?"
"At least they won't laugh at us!"
Tuoba Yang muttered.
"Idiot, what other people think of us is so important?"
Tuoba Lue sneered and said: "The rule in the wilderness is that whoever has the bigger fist will always be justified. Let them go head-to-head with Da Zhou. When both sides suffer, it is the time for us to take action. This time we Not only must we regain our former glory, but we must also take the opportunity to unify all Tuoba tribes!
"I have sent secret messages to the neighboring countries in the Western Regions. At the cost of gold, silver armor and female slaves, I have borrowed a hundred thousand mercenaries from the Western Regions. They have all gathered at the northwest border. When the time comes, they will follow us south to eliminate the remnants of the Great Zhou Dynasty. Army, gather all the Tuoba tribes!"
"Father, you actually made such a thorough plan!"
Tuoba Yang and the surrounding tribal noble youths were all shocked.
"Do you think that I have been looked down upon by various ministries over the years, and that I have devoted myself to developing animal husbandry, metallurgy, and trade with countries in the Western Regions, really just for pleasure?"
Tuoba slightly raised his head and chest, and the gust of wind blew his robes flying, "Back then, your grandfather named the four of us, not without reason. I have been working hard for nearly twenty years, working step by step, just for this reason." ……day!"
Tuoba Lue's eyes swept over the people in front of him, and looking ahead, he seemed to have seen the scene behind him commanding Tuoba and the 200,000 allied troops from the Western Regions marching across the grassland, uniting Tuoba's various tribes.
The arrogant Tuoba princes from all tribes will kneel at his feet, and the beauties of each tribe will be allowed to be chosen by him, singing happily day and night, and the Western Regions Singer will not give in to any of them!
Hahaha
I can’t even wait to see Zhou’s army!
Um?
When did an army arrive from the top of the mountain ahead?
Um?
day!
"The enemy is attacking, the army of Zhou is coming!"
Tuoba Lue was horrified and shouted anxiously.
There are ten thousand things in my heart that I can’t understand.
The Northern Expedition had not yet begun, so how could the Zhou army appear in the hinterland of Beimang?
Isn’t this speed a little too fast?
"What?"
Tuoba Yang and other young nobles from the tribe heard this and looked back at the same time. Sure enough, they saw the banner of the Great Zhou rising on the high mountain in front of them.
With the flag fluttering, a general on a white horse rode out. The red armor behind him formed a sea, and the cold-bright weapons reflected the brilliant brilliance in the morning glow.
The next moment, the red sea roared, iron hooves flew, rolled up dust, and swooped down.
The earth trembled violently, the sound of hoofbeats was like a sea of thunder, and every time they landed, it was like trampling on the hearts of the Tuoba warriors.
"Hahaha, I really thought a large army was approaching, but I didn't expect there were only such a few people!"
"Scout Rangers dare to launch an attack on us? Think of us as a small tribe with tens of thousands of people!"
The red sea in the distance rushed down from the high mountains, with a majestic momentum and indomitable momentum, but the panic rising in the hearts of Tuoba Lue and his son dissipated a lot in an instant.
As the top tribe among the Tuoba royal family, the tribe has a population of more than 400,000, and there are as many as 90,000 tribal warriors who can control horses and hold bows.
No matter how elite the Zhou soldiers are, they cannot defeat eight with one.
What's more, after traveling a long distance to get here, I still have some strength!
"My dear men, fight!"
Tuoba Lue held a long sword in his hand, got on his horse, raised his arms and shouted, shouting orders one after another, and the whole tribe started to move.
Countless tribal men emerged from the tents, put on their armor, mounted their horses, and rushed out of the tribe. Soon, more than 30,000 cavalrymen gathered, and under the leadership of Tuoba Lue and his son, they rushed towards the Zhou army.
From the tribal camp behind them, more tribal warriors rushed out one after another.
Strong body, strong figure, fearless in eyes and fearless in heart.
In this vast land that has been cold and miserable since ancient times, the weak are not worthy of survival, and every adult man is a qualified warrior.
The horse galloped and the wind blew.
Tuoba slightly faced the wind, and the shrewdness, greed, and arrogance in his eyes disappeared. Tuoba's bloodline could not raise despicable heirs.
The wind whistled in his ears, and he seemed to have returned to a long time ago. Under the protection of his brother's majestic figure, he galloped across the wilderness, killing the Zhou soldiers who abandoned their helmets, collapsed and fled.
"The glory that belongs to Tuoba's bloodline is about to return. Let's sacrifice the blood of you lambs to our ancestors first and kick off Tuoba's era!"
A burning ambition ignited in Tuoba Lue's heart, and the Zhou cavalry on the opposite side was clearly visible.
This is indeed a powerful team. Tuoba Lue asked himself that in the dozens of confrontations he had with the Zhou army, he seemed to have never seen such an army.
Their momentum was completely integrated and natural, and there was no trace of fear, timidity or even wavering in the eyes of each cavalryman.
The firm gaze is like fine iron that has been tempered over time.
The proficient horse skills and the condensed blood are strong and majestic, indicating that the average strength of this team is definitely far beyond the ordinary army.
"I underestimated it. This battle may be a bit difficult!"
Tuoba felt a slight pain in his heart. It wasn't that he was afraid of fighting, but it was just that the warriors of his tribe would suffer a lot, which would add a lot of obstacles to his future arrangements.
Unless the commander of this Zhou cavalry is quickly killed.
As long as the general falls, the momentum of the team will inevitably decrease immediately!
With a quick glance like an eagle's eyes, Tuoba Lue immediately spotted the leader of the Zhou cavalry.
He is actually a very bookish young man!
White horse and silver armor, one gauntlet as bright as blood, it's hard not to notice.
"To be able to command such a team, this young man must have his own merits. It's just a pity that he is young and energetic and too arrogant. Even if you are a warrior in the divine transformation realm today, you are destined to perish early!"
There were still ten miles away, Tuoba pushed on the saddle, jumped up and rushed towards the young general on the white horse and silver armor.
A few steps can cover hundreds of meters.
As the younger brother of Tuoba Xiongzai, the former Beimang God of War, even though his martial arts talent is not as good as that of his brother, he is still a semi-saint level martial artist.
The body was sanctified, the body stirred up the space, and the pressure like a huge mountain fell directly on the young general.
There was a loud bang, and the momentum was invisible, but it shook the earth.
However, neither the young general nor the handsome white horse beneath him seemed to have ever felt the aura of the Martial Saint.
The speed of the attack has not weakened or stagnated at all.
"how come……"
Tuoba was slightly shocked, and for a moment he began to doubt his own martial arts level.
Could it be because I consumed a little too much essence last night?
In a momentary trance, the young general opposite suddenly raised his head and looked at him.
The young man in silver armor had eyes like a sea of stars, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his smile was gentle and warm as the morning sun. He raised his right arm covertly, and squeezed it with a weak hand, as if he was performing some important ritual.
"Boom boom boom"
At this moment, the ground behind Tuoba Lue suddenly began to shake violently, like an earthquake. The earth was overturned for dozens of miles in radius, and the earth was torn apart.
The gravel and sand were shaken to the sky, and ravines and cracks appeared on the ground.
Many brave tribal warriors galloped on horseback, but failed to dodge, tripped over cracks, and were swallowed up by ravines.
The shaking ground frightened the horses, and it was difficult for the knights to maintain their balance. Not only did their speed decrease instantly, but many horses collided with each other.
The scene instantly became chaotic.
"Taofa?"
Tuoba Lue was horrified, knowing that the shaking of the earth behind him was not a natural phenomenon, otherwise how could he only stay in a special area.
"The true energy is like a dragon, calling the wind and rain!"
Jiang Li's whole body was surrounded by true energy, and he suddenly flew up, condensing nine ten-foot-long red gold dragons, suddenly soared into the air, and crashed towards Beimang's cavalry.
Following the urging of his mind, billowing clouds suddenly came from all directions in the originally clear sky, like huge curtains, covering the entire sky.
The sound of wind and thunder roared in the dark clouds, the clouds piled up layer by layer, and the heavy rain poured down instantly, hitting the Beimang cavalry hard.
The sight was completely blocked by the heavy rain, and the rain soaked all over the body. All the horses seemed to be crazy, running away in terror, and knocking off the knights on the horses.
"Divinity, this is magic!"
"No, this is the wrath of God the Father!"
The earth shook, the golden dragon brought wind and rain, everything seemed destined.
Someone roared, and fear instantly broke out in the Beimang army.
"Yellow sand magic weapon, fast!"
Jiang Li took out a small animal skin bag from his arms and threw it in the air. The animal skin bag flew high into the sky, and immediately yellow sand poured down from the sky, turning into a sandstorm and sweeping across it again.
The small bag seemed to have infinite space, and countless sand flew out and swept across it.
"You, who are you, the prince of Zhou Dynasty?"
Tuoba Lue was stunned.
Before the two armies even clashed, most of their own momentum had been defeated.
Of the 90,000 tribal warriors, at least 30,000 were involved in various horrific shocks, heavy rains, and yellow sand.
The tribal warriors who rushed behind were also frightened by various celestial phenomena. Before they reached the battle area, they were already in awe.
"No matter who you are, you must die!"
Tuoba Lue no longer bothered to measure the nine red gold dragons that flew out, which represented the realm of Qi of the young man in front of him.
He only knew that this man must be killed!
Otherwise, even if he wins today, more than half of his 90,000 tribal warriors will be killed or injured.
A distance of several hundred meters can be reached in just an instant.
"Flying sand can turn stones into gold!"
At this time, Jiang Li's magical power revived, and with the help of the cover of the yellow sand magic weapon, a hurricane was born instantly, and the flying sand stirred up.
The magical power and the yellow sand magic weapon enveloped each other, and their power skyrocketed.
Blood mist suddenly rose all over the sky. Under the cover of the four great magical powers, the leather armor and flesh of countless Beimang knights were instantly penetrated by sand and stone, and even more sharp blades were swept away and smashed into pieces.
"Stop, stop it!"
A shadow volleyed down in the air, and the power contained in the fist almost compressed the space. Jiang Li could clearly feel the terrifying sound of the surrounding space shattering.
The surrounding environment is changing even more rapidly. In the vast wilderness and everything is dead, there is General Angzang standing upright like a god holding up the world.
"The artistic conception of boxing?"
"Nothing!"
Jiang Li's mind only flickered for a moment, and the illusion around him was shattered in the next moment. He raised his fist and faced the figure flying down from the sky.
"Bang"
A loud noise suddenly exploded, and the turbulent air flow swept in all directions, forming ripples, and many Zhou cavalry were knocked to the ground.
But more cavalrymen jumped over and rushed into the distance.
With momentum like a rainbow, he charged into the Beimang army.
Strangely enough, when Zhou's cavalry rushed forward, the earthquake, heavy rain, strong wind, flying sand, and sharp blades all dissipated in an instant.
It never appears the same again and again.
But the Beimang cavalry, which had been defeated and lost its momentum, could no longer abandon all the fear in their hearts and unite again in an instant.
When the Zhou cavalry came like a sharp sword, no matter how brave the Beimang men were, they could not reverse the situation and were instantly dispersed.
Yingshan Xiong and other local barbarian warriors were holding heavy hammers and riding heavy yen to clear the way, they were unstoppable, like demons.
Every time the heavy hammer was swung, several Beimang cavalrymen and horses were smashed away.
The antlers swung forward and were covered with the remains of the Beimang cavalry.
The wolf moved forward, its horse was like a shadow, and it even picked up a famous horseman.
"Impossible, you are so young and you are already a half-saint!"
Tuoba Lue's figure flew back, his feet moving backwards on the ground.
He struck with all his strength and was evenly matched with the young general of Da Zhou. His arm was shaken, his muscles ached, and he suffered a lot of hidden injuries.
"Lead your tribe and surrender, and I may spare your life!"
Jiang Lian sat on the horse and shouted condescendingly.
"Don't even think about it. As a descendant of Tuoba, I can only die but cannot surrender!"
Tuoba Lue roared and rushed at him again.
"It's quite bloody!"
"Elephant Xisheng!"
Jiang Li nodded and without hesitation, the magic knife flew up from behind and was held in his hand. The light of the knife turned into a sword and slashed at the incoming person.
"Ah this..."
Tuoba Lue felt that the endless aura of destruction instantly enveloped him, and the irresistible force directly wiped out the courage in his heart. His blood was stagnant, and his strength could not be fully aroused. Even his body was imprisoned in place by the force. .
The sword light passed by, and a head flew high into the sky.
"The leader is dead and you still won't surrender!"
Jiang Li grabbed Tuoba Lue's head, raised it high, and rushed into the crowd of soldiers. His voice was like thunder, spreading with excitement.
"The prince is dead!"
There were still many Beimang troops who were struggling to resist. When they saw the head held in Jiang Li's hand, their last bit of courage to resist was exhausted.
Run towards the camp behind.
The situation is over, we can only take our wife and children to escape quickly!
"Father!"
A few miles away, Tuoba Yang's eyelids were about to burst and he was shouting crazily. Even though the Zhou Dynasty was powerful and there were many masters, he never thought that his father would be defeated.
Not everyone can kill the powerful semi-saint.
"Warrior of the tribe, avenge the prince!"
Tuoba Yang shouted and was about to mount his horse to kill Jiang Li, but was stopped by a group of Beimang masters around him.
"Little prince, something is wrong with this Zhou army. That young man is at least the heir of Emperor Jing. The sword in his hand is the real weapon to kill the prince!"
"Without the ancestral weapons of our Tuoba clan, it would be impossible to defeat him!"
"Don't sacrifice in vain. Let's go first and go to Tuoba's various tribes to summon reinforcements!"
A group of Beimang masters pushed hard and took advantage of the melee to summon thousands of soldiers and horses to flee in the other direction.
The Great Zhou cavalry pursued them all the way and rushed directly into the Tuoba camp, where they rushed together with the Beimang cavalry who had returned to the camp to pick up their wives and children.
Many half-grown Mang teenagers rushed out of the tent, picked up the blades, and rushed towards the cavalry with shouts. They were all knocked away and even chopped into two pieces.
In the battlefield, all knife-wielding beings cannot be merciful.
"How dare you, the great Zhou bastard, rush to kill the residence of our gods!"
"Don't be alarmed, we still have the protection of our gods!"
Deep in the Tuoba camp, several rays of light flew out, and beasts surrounded by the power of nine colors of faith appeared in mid-air.
They harnessed the nine-color power of faith and cast spells. Nine-color brilliance struck at the Great Zhou sergeant, but they were directly chopped into pieces by the black sword light flying from several miles away.
The fierce power exuded by the Demon Sword Rentu made these Beimang gods feel natural awe.
"It can't be that knife!"
After only hesitating for less than half a moment, several gods turned and fled.
The life left is there, and you are not afraid of not having faith and believers!
The battle lasted for nearly three hours before finally ending.
Of the tribe of more than 400,000 people, only 30,000 to 20,000 managed to escape, 40,000 Beimang cavalry were killed, and the rest of the Mang people surrendered.
"Jiang Li, we have found out all the details about this tribe. They are one of the branches of the Tuoba tribe, the eight royal families of Beimang. They have a very high status in Beimang. The former Beimang God of War, Tuoba Xiongzai, was born in this tribe!"
Zhao Tiehe strode into the main tent with blood stains still on his face. He handed the inventory to Jiang Li with both hands and said excitedly: "In this battle, we captured a total of 40,000 Beimang cavalry and 310,000 Mang people. There are a hundred thousand war horses, countless cattle and sheep, and gold and silver property worth hundreds of thousands taels!"
"Tuoba's majestic tribe!"
Jiang Li's eyes narrowed slightly, and the information about this tribe immediately appeared in his mind.
Eighteen years ago, Tuoba Xiongzai came to Mangyuan with unparalleled wisdom, courage and strategy, and made great military exploits for Mangyuan.
However, in the battle of Tianjian Gorge, his mother, Princess Dzizhu, and Jiang Shirong jointly killed him, prompting Zhou to reverse the situation and turn defeat into victory.
Beimang's vitality was severely damaged after this battle, and a lot of the blame was placed on Tuoba Xiongzai, who died in the battle.
Since then, this tribe has moved to the border area between Beimang and the countries in the Western Regions, multiplied and multiplied, and even started trade with the countries in the Western Regions. After more than ten years of development, it has accumulated a lot of wealth.
Although hundreds of thousands of taels of gold and silver may seem like a lot, they are far from what was reported in the intelligence...
"Tie He, there is something wrong here. Please take someone to check carefully. The Tuoba tribe should not only have these gold and silver!" Jiang Li ordered.
"Ask about the whereabouts of gold and silver?"
Zhao Tiehe was slightly startled. Although he didn't understand Jiang Li's intention, he immediately agreed, turned around and walked out of the main tent.
Two hours later, Zhao Tiehe returned in a hurry and brought a shocking news: "Jiang Li, you are really good at predicting things. Tuoba Lue, the fox, played a big game of chess. He led the tribe to move here. Just to avoid the war, he bribed the Western Regions..."
"One hundred thousand mercenaries from the Western Regions gathered eight hundred miles away!"
Jiang Li looked at the six military symbols of different shapes found in Tuoba Lue's tent and couldn't help but feel afraid.
If Tuoba Lue had been delayed two days and joined the 100,000 mercenaries from the Western Regions, no matter how many methods he had, it would be difficult for him to fight against the 200,000 coalition troops with 10,000 troops.
The main reason why he was able to capture this tribe so easily was not only the divine power of Tiangang and the elite army under his command, but also the fault of the masters of the Tuoba tribe.
In the Battle of Tianjian Gorge eighteen years ago, almost all of Tuoba's heroic tribe masters were destroyed.
After more than ten years of reproduction and reproduction, the tribe's population has recovered and its military strength has gradually grown stronger. However, it cannot be completed in more than ten years by the masters of Xiantian Realm and Ten Thousand Fu Realm.
Without fifty or sixty years of accumulation, everything would be a delusion.
But among the 100,000 mercenaries hired from the Western Region, there are definitely many masters of the sixth realm and above.
"Jiang Li, let's report this news to the Liangzhou General Camp now!"
Zhao Tiehe said worriedly: "We only have 10,000 soldiers and horses, it is difficult to fight against the mercenaries from the Western Regions!"
"Confrontation? Why fight?"
Jiang Li shook his head and said with a faint smile: "These mercenaries are not our enemies. Since they have received money, they have to work hard for their employers. As for who the employer is, maybe it is not that important!"
"You, you don't want to..."
Zhao Tiehe was shocked when he heard this and felt his scalp numb. He looked at the six military symbols in Jiang Li's hand and vaguely guessed what Jiang Li was thinking.
only
Is this really possible?
What if it succeeds?
Zhao Tiehe didn't dare to think any more.
(End of chapter)
