"The general said that there is still room for recovery in the situation in the northwest!"
"A man is not afraid of death, so why not start a fight!"
"General Jiang Li!"
…
The wilderness is endless and the night is gloomy. When the morning glow begins to shine in the sky and tear apart the dim night, thousands of fully armed Zhou troops on the hillside also start to move.
The yang cavalry led by a deer, like a fast-moving shadow, and more than a hundred cavalry ran, making almost no sound.
Under the communication of Taoist and spiritual thoughts of the yang cavalry, the tall deer beast fell staggeredly with its iron hooves, taking strange steps. The sound and vibrations offset each other and were eliminated.
But the cold and bone-chilling murderous intent shot into everyone's hearts like sharp arrows.
This gave the surrounding reckless knights and the Zhou sergeants who were bent on death a strange feeling. For a moment, they couldn't tell whether the wolves moving like floating clouds were real or an illusory image.
On the opposite plain, thousands of reckless riders were holding bows and arrows. After only a moment of hesitation, the wolves thousands of meters away had already drawn their bowstrings.
Their movements are like flowing water, natural and smooth, and can even make people ignore the possible dangers.
Until thousands of sharp arrows rose into the sky and fell immediately.
"烋狁!"
"They are wolves!"
Someone screamed, and the fear that had been engraved in his bones for centuries hit his heart again.
Cultivation of Taoism and Law, the strongest riding and shooting!
There are thousands of people on horseback in the world of Kyushu, but the only one who can master the riding skills to such an extent that he can shoot five arrows in one bow is the yang!
swish swish
The arrow rain also fell at this time.
The Rangqi all wore leather armor, with several layers of cooked cattle stacked together. Their defense against sharp-edged arrows was no weaker than thick armor, and it could even remove more power through the vibration of the leather.
Even if the arrow flies from a thousand meters away, most of its power will be consumed.
But this is only for ordinary bow riders.
The arrows falling from the sky seemed to have eyes.
It fell diagonally, stabbed directly through the gap between the knights' leather armor and helmets, inserted into their necks, and pierced their throats.
With just one wave of arrows, more than a hundred rough riders were killed and dismounted.
And the second wave, the third wave... the arrows also came subsequently.
No one could see clearly how the wolf did it, only a shower of arrows rose up at the same time, without any gap.
After ten waves of arrows, the wolf-like eyes of the lynx were clearly visible, and they rushed into the wild knights with a roar.
The long horse-steeds were like curtains and shadows, sweeping in all directions, slashing with long knives, flying bones and flesh, and directly tore a huge gap in the Mangqi team.
Thousands of Zhou's elite cavalry were approaching behind them. Seven god-like and demon-like barbarian warriors raised their huge warhammers and swiped violently, knocking both men and horses out of the way.
The sound of broken bones was still clearly audible even amid the rumble of horse hooves.
"Is there still room for recovery in the war situation in the northwest?"
The tens of thousands of Zhouyi troops were running slower and slower. They looked ahead dreamily. The shouts of Yingshan Xiong were still echoing in their minds, and the figure of a young general gradually emerged clearly.
"If it was General Jiang Li..."
"The Military Sacred Scripture was also written by him!"
"Qilinzi of the Great Zhou Dynasty, he is an existence recognized by the literary sages!"
A little bit of light appeared in the dead and numb eyes, and the horse's hooves that were about to stop began to speed up.
The halberd is held horizontally, slightly raised, pointing forward.
The Yijun once again gathered the momentum to charge and charged into the reckless cavalry who had set up an ambush to intercept them.
The two armies of Zhou Dynasty finally gathered together.
"Can General Jiang Li really turn the tide and save the northwest?"
"How is the Liangzhou General Camp?"
"What's General Jiang Li's plan? Can Zhou still win?"
"..."
Thousands of reckless troops were wiped out, but the Yi army surrounded the yen heavy cavalry and others. Their eyes of expectation and hope were like drowning people struggling to grasp the life-saving straw.
"When did my general let Da Zhou down!"
Yingshan Xiong tightened his reins and said loudly: "If you want the name of the guilty army to be with you for the rest of your life, you can go to the reckless army to die in a meaningless way and deceive yourself and others. But if you want to save yourself and your dead comrades, Earn your honor and wash away your shame, please come with me!
"Whether you want to go or stay, please do as you please. There will be no cowardly people under the general's command!"
After Ying Shanxiong finished speaking, he led the yang and thousands of cavalry on horseback and galloped towards the north of the wilderness.
"Why are you still hesitating? No matter how bad the situation is in the future, can you still live a bad life today?"
"If General Jiang Li can really wash away the guilt and shame from us, I will swear allegiance to him in this life!"
"Let's go, stand up and fight!"
Without much hesitation, the tens of thousands of wing troops clapped their horses and followed the pace of Ying Shan Xiong and other cavalrymen, rushing towards the northern wilderness.
Dust and smoke filled the air, and smoke rose everywhere.
The entire northwest of the wilderness is in rapid turmoil today.
There were even more streaks of wolf smoke rising into the sky.
…
"Why did the northwest army suddenly lose?"
"What wrong judgment and arrangement did Ye'er make?"
"Detect quickly, detect quickly!"
The wilderness spans 80,000 miles from east to west and is deep from north to south. It is dominated by plains and low mountains. The mountains are gently undulating and endless, like long dragons sleeping on the earth, with only their backs exposed.
But in the middle of the wilderness, there is an 800-meter-high peak standing on the ground.
Surrounding the majestic peak are endless camps, with thousands of flags hunting in the wind, and nearly a million soldiers and laborers stationed there.
Further away, the wheels were rolling, the dust was noisy, and the outline of a large city had begun to take shape.
Tens of thousands of laborers worked day and night to build and defend the city.
During Zhou's Northern Expedition, a total of four armies and the Daluo coalition attacked Beimang at the same time.
Among them, the West Route Army was the army of the Liangzhou General Camp, led by the fourth prince Sima Ye. In the early stage of the war, it was mainly responsible for containing and intercepting the millions of wild troops of the two royal families, Chiluo and Tuoba, as well as large and small tribes.
The east-route army led by Huangfu Muchuan and Liu Honglie and the coalition forces of Princess Yunle and Daluo took the lead in launching a fierce attack on the Second Royal Court of Beimang, which was the most important offensive in the early stage of the Northern Expedition of the Great Zhou Dynasty.
The two armies in the central part were led by Emperor Jing and assisted by the two princes. They built walls and built cities and stood still. After the main force of Mang Khan's court was affected by the coalition forces from the east, they slowly moved northward and continuously eroded the territory of Beimang.
The Great Zhou Dynasty made great efforts, made far-reaching arrangements, and made unprecedented investments, just to completely eliminate the danger.
Emperor Jing's palace is located on the majestic peak in the middle of the wilderness. The palace is magnificent and the atmosphere is majestic. At this moment, it is shrouded in a gloomy, silent and oppressive atmosphere. There is also a monstrous rage dormant, which may explode at any time. The sky will collapse and the earth will collapse, everything will overturn, and blood will flow. Flowing thousands of miles.
As the monarch of a country, Sima Yi rarely reveals his true emotions. Even if the mountain is overwhelming and the sword is on his neck, he will remain calm and calm and have the overall situation in hand as a monarch should.
But even he couldn't keep calm at this moment. He wanted to rush out of the hall with his sword and chop all the imperial soldiers, palace maids, eunuchs and ministers on the mountain into pieces to vent his anger.
For this Northern Expedition and for his great ambition, no one knows how much he has endured and sacrificed over the years.
Seeing that the situation is favorable, the dawn of the Northern Expedition is beginning to appear. The East Route Army and the Daluo Allied Forces are in full swing. They are advancing all the way, with constant triumphs, and the Beimang Royal Court is shaking...
Everything is developing in favor of Dazhou.
Not to mention Jiang Li Ji Cheng, various tribes in Beimang have begun to teach and practice Qi Meridian Techniques with hidden dangers on a large scale.
As long as they persist until the later stages of the Northern Expedition, Beimang's combat power will be reduced sharply, and victory will be within easy reach.
But at this moment, the West Army, which was the least likely to have problems, was defeated!
How could it fail?
It makes absolutely no sense.
Although Sima Ye was the fourth son, he was often reprimanded and punished by himself, but Emperor Jing knew his son's temperament and talents. He was both a pioneering general and a city-defending king.
"Don't be angry, Your Majesty. The scouts have been sent out and a reply will come soon. Although the smoke is rising in the northwest, it may not necessarily be a defeat!"
Sima Yu, the king of Dongxiang, persuaded in a low voice: "The march strategy for the Northwest Road has been reviewed by the cabinet and the Holy Emperor. There will definitely be no problems. Except for Jiang Xuanluo taking Jiang Li's position before the Northern Expedition, there is nothing worthy of consideration. place.
"I think we may have encountered other emergencies, or Mang Khan may have a secret plan in the northwest. However, as long as the two wings and the main army proceed according to the plan, even if there are changes, the losses should be within the tolerable range!"
"Of course I know that there is nothing wrong with the marching strategy of the West Route Army and the appointment of generals, but the smoke rising so urgently and the scope is so large makes me feel even more uneasy!"
Sima Yi walked outside the main hall, looked at the cloud sky in the northwest region, and took a deep breath, but he still couldn't suppress the emotions surging in his heart.
"Your Majesty, the secret message from His Royal Highness has arrived!"
At this moment, a Forbidden Army captain flew from the bottom of the mountain, knelt down in front of Emperor Jing, and presented a secret letter with both hands.
"Ye'er's letter!"
Emperor Jing Sima Yi grabbed the secret letter and tore it open directly. With a cold glance, a burst of blood rushed to the top of his head, making him unsteady.
"It's unreasonable. This man is so ridiculous and stupid. He is greedy for power for his own selfish purposes and has ruined my plans for the Northern Expedition of the Great Zhou Dynasty!"
The endless anger turned into the supreme power that stirred up the world.
The originally blue sky was suddenly covered with dark clouds, lightning flashed, and heavy air pressure fell from the sky. Everyone on the majestic peak felt suffocated and weighed down by the heavy pressure.
And Emperor Jing, who was at the center of the storm and pressure, seemed to have transformed into an angry god.
Behind the Nine Nether Flame Birds gathered together and roared into the sky. The sound was filled with endless anger, as if it wanted to tear the whole world into pieces.
"Jiang Xuanluo!"
Emperor Jing read out every word!
"Your Majesty, calm down!"
Sima Yu, the king of Dongxiang, was frightened. He knelt down on the ground and glanced at the letter in Emperor Jing's hand with concealed eyes. His pupils also shrank sharply, revealing a look of shock and resentment.
"The guilty minister has no face to see his father...The commander of the Yi Army, Jiang Xuanluo, secretly led his troops to deviate from the Liangzhou General Camp. He was motivated, deliberately concealed, and lied about his whereabouts...
"In order to strangle the Beimang tribe in the northwest of the wilderness...to accumulate heads and snatch merits, the returning general Ao Yanzhong neglected his duties, leaving the west wing of the general camp empty...millions of Mang troops attacked in a sneak attack!
"The guilty minister led the troops and horses of the general camp to break through the encirclement, but more than half of the 350,000 troops and horses of the Liangzhou general camp were lost. The 50,000 wing troops led by Jiang Xuanluo were missing and must have been ambushed and destroyed!"
"The guilty minister has joined the 50,000 east wing troops and vowed to defend the northwest defense line to the death. He will fight to the last man and will not ask Chiluo and Tuoba's army to support the royal court of Mang Khan!
"There is still hope on the west road, Jiang Li may be able to hope..."
Sima Yu, King of Dongxiang, withdrew his gaze and really didn't want to look any more.
In just a few days, more than half of the troops and horses of the Liangzhou General Camp were lost, and all the supplies of food and grass were discarded. Even if they were combined with the 50,000 East Wing Army, they would only number more than 200,000.
With low morale, insufficient food, grass, and supplies, no matter how tenacious such an army is, it is impossible to resist the millions of reckless troops whose morale has soared.
If you can't hold on for a few days, you will be eaten up bit by bit by the reckless troops, and eventually they will all die in battle.
"Your Majesty, please withdraw your troops!"
King Dongxiang whispered.
As one of the only two Sima kings left in the Zhou Dynasty, King Dongxiang's loyalty and bravery are beyond doubt.
Speaking directly to persuade someone at this moment is not a cowardly move, but a wise move.
When the two armies are fighting, the slightest difference may affect the final outcome.
The west route has been defeated, and Chiluo and Tuoba's millions of troops no longer have any power to fear.
If Ruo comes in a rampage, he will attack from left and right with Mang Khan's main army.
The two central armies that Emperor Jing is commanding are absolutely difficult to resist and will pay an extremely heavy price.
The vitality is severely damaged and it will be difficult to recover in ten years!
And this is just the best result.
If Chiluo and Tuoba's armies go south and attack the weakly defended passes, the three provinces of Yumen, Jinyuan, and Luochuan may fall under the iron hoofs and blades of the reckless army...
"I have been preparing for today for eighteen years, eighteen years!"
Emperor Jing's whole body was trembling, the energy and blood in his body surged, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, which fell on the jade steps outside the hall and turned into a bright red cloud.
He staggered back half a step and looked at the vast mountains and rivers in the wilderness, with endless regret and annoyance in his eyes.
Before the Northern Expedition, the fortunes of the Great Zhou Dynasty were prosperous, and Jiang Li's continuous achievements made the Northern Expedition's chances of winning reach an unprecedented high.
Unexpectedly, just changing the original commander of a wing army caused the entire situation to take a turn for the worse in an instant!
Ridiculously funny.
I immediately attributed the failure of West Road to Ye'er.
The result was that he had done it himself.
Just because of Jiang Shirong's selfishness and mine...
Emperor Jing was filled with regret.
Although he agreed with Jiang Shirong's suggestion and had multiple considerations, it was undeniable that he was indeed wary of Jiang Li.
This guy seems to be really lucky.
The journey was full of excitement and success, and the speed of growth was unbelievable.
The influence of his meritorious deeds on the Great Zhou Dynasty has long surpassed that of Jiang Shirong, the Marquis of Zhenwu.
It is not that Zhou Dynasty cannot tolerate the sixteen-year-old Duke.
But what about the future?
Once his holy power overwhelms himself and all the princes!
The master is shocked by his great achievements!
Even Emperor Jing treated it with caution.
If Jiang Li was a tycoon in troubled times like Taizu of the Great Zhou Dynasty, who can guarantee that he would not covet the throne of the Great Zhou Emperor!
Although the secrets of Taizu's establishment of the Great Zhou Dynasty have been erased from historical records, successive Zhou emperors will never forget it.
"You can't retreat, you can't retreat, my imperial career is now!"
Emperor Jing shook his head violently, determination and madness appearing on his majestic and stern face, "We can't retreat, let alone wait. The opportunity is approaching, and I don't have much time left!"
"Opportunity..."
Sima Yu, the king of Dongxiang, was startled when he heard the words, but did not understand the meaning of Emperor Jing's words, but he still dissuaded him: "Your Majesty, even if we order the remobilization of military forces from the country now, it will take at least two months. We are far away from the West Road. The army is thousands of miles away, and it is too late to support us..."
"I said I can't retreat!"
"Order the 50,000 rangers on standby to immediately go to the western part of the wilderness for support. We will mobilize 100,000 elite troops from the two camps in the middle to set off immediately. We cannot release those wolf pups no matter what!"
Emperor Jing's voice was decisive and could not be disobeyed.
"Official...obey the order!"
Sima Yu, the king of Dongxiang, knew that once his brother decided something, there was no possibility of changing it, so he had no choice but to bow his head and accept the order and leave in a hurry.
"Am I destined not to be able to establish a ten-thousand-year empire, or am I just missing out on that once-in-a-lifetime opportunity..."
"The cauldron, the Kyushu cauldron!"
Emperor Jing watched Sima Yu leave and felt a little shaken in his heart.
He looked at the secret letter from the Fourth Prince Sima Ye again, and his eyes fell on one line of writing: There is still hope on the West Road, Jiang Li may have hope!
Emperor Jing's eyes moved, and finally turned into a wry smile at the corner of his mouth.
"It's ridiculous. Why did I have the idea of placing my hope in Jiang Li? He may be extraordinary, but there is no way he can replace hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses!"
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"Tuoba Ge, you are a traitor to our Tuoba clan. You are not worthy of having the surname Tuoba, and you are even more unworthy of the blood of our ancestors that flows in you!"
"Shameful traitor, I am ashamed that you and I drank in front of the same bonfire. You are a traitor to the Mang tribe and a disgrace to Tuoba!"
"Don't kill, don't kill, they are still just children!"
"Chi Luo would rather die than surrender!"
In the northwest hinterland of the wilderness, Mang tribe camps are densely stationed, and the distance between each other is no more than tens of miles.
The closer ones are probably only a few kilometers away.
For the Ma people who live by animal husbandry, tens of thousands of acres of pasture may only be enough to support a small tribe of dozens of people.
The Mang tribe has always had a tradition that once the tribe's population reaches more than 2,000 people, it will automatically divide.
Otherwise, the limited grassland radiating from the tribe cannot support a larger population.
Only under special circumstances will tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands gather together briefly.
But now, millions of wild people are all gathered in one area, which is rare in almost a hundred years.
Countless tents are scattered on the grassland like mushrooms, stretching for an unknown amount of time.
Although these wild people all belong to different tribes and ethnic groups, many of them have blood feuds that last for generations.
But in order to resist the attack of the Great Zhou Dynasty, they gathered under a cloud and restrained each other, which was quite peaceful.
Until the early hours of last night, the sound of roaring iron hooves sounded from all directions, like the enemies of hell devils holding halberds and steel knives as cold as snow, slashing at all living things they met along the way.
The tall war horses' iron hooves were ruthless, colliding and trampling the sheepskin tents one after another.
Fires were everywhere and whips were roaring.
The first thing to suffer was the most gorgeous tent in the tribe. The people inside, including the old, weak, women and children, were dragged and robbed by the devilish cavalry.
What's even more frightening is that among these enemies there are many people wearing Mang robes and speaking authentic Mang language.
Their methods are even more cruel and terrifying than those of the devils.
Digging out bones and breaking tendons, skinning and killing... are all the methods that the Mang people fear and fear the most.
Until the nobles in the tribe cried and surrendered.
"After tonight, I hope there will be no more killings in this wilderness!"
On a low mountain a few miles away, there were more than a hundred cavalry figures standing. Huyangu and Yingshan Xiong led more than a hundred yang heavy cavalry and native warriors to guard the surroundings, and did not participate in tonight's bloody conquest.
Jiang Li stood up on his horse, his eyes calmly looking into the distance.
He naturally knew what was happening in these tribal camps.
He is not a butcher devil, nor is he a compassionate and unprincipled Virgin.
If possible, he would naturally not want to use such means personally.
But as long as there is war, there can never be truly peaceful means.
Killing to stop killing is the most effective.
Especially in this era of cold weapons.
Only by completely conquering these Mang tribes can it be possible to end the chaotic wars and conquests in the northwest of Mangzhou at the lowest cost and allow more people to survive.
"Jiang Li, except for some tribes from the Chiluo and Tuoba royal families who are still stubborn and unyielding, most of the small and medium-sized tribes have been controlled and surrendered!"
When the midday sun shone on the earth, Fu Di came on horseback with hundreds of mercenaries from the Western Regions, carrying a strong smell of blood.
These mercenaries seemed to have been soaked in a river of blood, with warm blood dripping from all over their bodies.
Fu Di licked the blood at the corner of his mouth, his face full of excitement.
Although the wilderness is barren, the nobles in Beimang are no poorer than the aristocratic families and clans of Dazhou.
Sitting on vast pastures and countless tribes, everything can be exchanged for treasure, wine and silk.
The mercenaries came for the money, so some looting was naturally necessary.
Although Jiang Li did not say it explicitly, he acquiesced to this approach.
He promised Tuoba Ge to become the Mang Khan of the Northwest, but he did not say that he would retain all the Tuoba royal clan!
If you want to truly hold the future Northwest Mang Kingdom in your hands, the original tribal and ethnic structure must be thoroughly cleaned and sorted out.
The prestige and influence of the two royal families must be eliminated first.
Tuoba Ge had also realized this a long time ago.
Therefore, before launching an attack on these tribes, Tuoba Ge had already volunteered to surrender the nobles of the Chiluo and Tuoba royal families.
All forces and characters that may threaten his rule in the future must be removed.
"Lord, I have already controlled all the noble families of Chiluo and Tuoba. Give me a few more days, and everyone will tremble and crawl at my feet!"
At sunset, Tuoba Ge returned excitedly and knelt down at Jiang Li's feet.
With all the millions of Mang tribes under his control, he became the majority of the Mang Khans in the northwest.
In his excitement, he consciously changed his name to Jiang Li.
After just over a month of contact, Tuoba Ge had secretly concluded that this seemingly immature and young boy's future achievements would never be as simple as an ordinary marquis or commander-in-chief.
Tuoba Ge’s ambitions are both big and small!
All he could see was this wilderness.
As long as he can become the Great Khan of this realm, he is willing to surrender at the feet of a greater existence and dedicate all his loyalty and wolf-like warriors under his command!
(End of chapter)
