Ran Jing said awkwardly, "Isn't my body too weak?"
"It's okay. If you think it's not suitable for charging and killing, then you can develop in the direction of leading troops. You can read more of my collection of books on how to train troops and how to lead troops."
Ran Jing smiled and said, "I still find it refreshing to follow the general into battle and kill the enemy."
Yang Qian gave him a helpless look and said, "Then you have to be strong enough to hold on. Your body depends on whether God will reward you with food or not. Like me, if I weren't born with supernatural powers, I would definitely hide far away."
"I'll work out hard."
Yang Qian took Ran Jing's arm, squeezed it, and sneered, "Well, when you get back this time, I will take you to see the doctor to see if there is any way to increase your strength."
"Look at our soldiers. The big boys' arms are like pig iron when I pinch them. Your arms are like millet bumps when I pinch them."
Yang Gan touched his nose and muttered, "With your figure, you might as well be a cowherd."
"General Yang, what is Lang Niu?"
"Ahem, don't worry about those details." Yang Qian coughed twice to hide his embarrassment, and immediately changed the topic to talk about the next deployment.
Zhang Yumeng didn't care about his image at all. He was lying on the grass with his back stretched out, wearing sheepskin clothes, with a look of despair on his face.
"Die Yang Gan, stinky Yang Gan, just to take revenge on me."
For three days, she felt like she was about to fall apart. However, there were advantages and disadvantages. Her riding skills also improved day by day, from a person who was a little proficient in riding to a beginner in riding.
"Xiao Yu, do you think Yang Qian will hate me?" After a short rest, Zhang Yumeng immediately sat up and asked Xiao Yu.
Xiao Yu wiped his sweat. There was a big temperature difference between hot and cold on the grassland, and now he felt cold again. "It's okay. The young master won't care. You should treat him well in the future. If you weren't his direct descendant, do you think he would take you out?" ?”
Zhang Yumeng curled her lips, always feeling that Yang Qian was weird. He didn't know if modern people had traveled through time, and he was becoming more and more incomprehensible.
Half an hour passed in a blink of an eye. After everyone solved their physical problems, they ate some dried meat and kumiss, then quickly mounted their horses and ran towards the distance.
The sky was like a dome, covering the surrounding fields. Half a day passed in a blink of an eye. On the vast grassland, a group of people finally met the king's guard.
"Old Wang, long time no see."
Guard Wang cupped his hands and smiled and said, "Sir, do you want to enter the battle immediately, or should you rest for a day and follow behind?"
Yang Gan looked at the sky, turned around and said, "Yu'er, the sun hasn't completely set yet. What do you think?"
"If you hit him later, something will change. This is the grassland. If you miss a hit, you will be thousands of miles away." Xiao Yu had already made a plan.
"Okay, Guard Wang, where is their route?"
Wang Guard pointed and said, "It's right here. I'll probably be here in a few hours."
Yang Gan pulled the reins and spoke to everyone, and then specified strategies and tactics.
At this time, Xiao Yu rode over and nodded and asked, "What are the differences in the costumes of the Wang Guard, the Xiongnu, the Jie Clan and the Yue Clan?"
"People from the Yue clan know how to wear hats, and most of them wear flat hats. Are you planning to pretend to be a member of the Yue clan?"
Xiao Yu secretly waved his fist and said helplessly, "Yes, it's a pity that such a unique decoration cannot be made here and now."
At this time, a dark-looking young man walked out from Wang Guard's side and held hands with Xiao Yu in a strange manner.
"Xiaomenke, although the Yue clan is a tribe,
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tribe, but many of them live in mixed communities and don’t dress uniformly. In fact, as long as you wear your felt hat backwards, you will look more like one of the Hunila tribe. "
Xiao Yu's eyes lit up and he asked hurriedly, "What is the status of the Hunila clan in the Yue clan?"
"It is considered the second largest clan, and the magic stone comes from the first clan."
"How sure are you?"
"Eighty percent, because I am from the Yue clan, and the clan leader Hu Nila is very similar to the people from the Central Plains, just darker." The swarthy boy said truthfully.
Xiao Yu nodded and said loudly, "If your plan is adopted by the young master, you will be rewarded heavily."
"I, I want to live in the Xia Kingdom. My grandma is from the Xia Kingdom."
"No problem~~!"
After Xiao Yu told Yang Qian what he knew, Yang Qian quickly calculated the gains and losses. Once the counterfeiting was successful, the casualty rate would be greatly reduced.
After the two discussed for a while, the swarthy young man arranged the layout. He walked around among the thousands of cavalry and reported to Yang Qian after a long time that the team was too neat and did not look like a nomad at all.
It needs to be sparse, some people wear too formal clothes, and it also needs to look a little downcast, it is best to smear some mud on the face to darken it.
After everything was arranged, a long line of people slowly appeared from the horizon, accompanied by burning clouds.
There are tall horses in the front, and the carriage is in the middle. The cavalry behind are sparsely dressed. If you don't say it, you might think they are fleeing.
In Moshashi's team, a general stopped the team and immediately ran over to report, "Second leader, there are cavalry in front."
Moshashi tightened the golden knife in his hand, frowned and said, "Are they the Huns?"
"The clothes look different. They all wear flat-topped felt hats."
Moshashi breathed a sigh of relief and said with a relaxed expression, "This is the Hunila tribe. My mother-in-law's family probably ordered them to come and meet me. Go quickly to meet up and avoid being bumped into by the Huns."
"yes."
The general immediately led the large troops and ran towards the other side quickly. Once the two teams merged, the journey would become safer.
Don't think that the grassland is very safe. If a large tribe comes out with a weak team, many small tribes are very likely to take action as long as they can ensure that no one is let go.
Horses, weapons, these are all treasures, hard currency on the grassland.
After approaching, the general said happily, "Are you from the Junila tribe?"
The swarthy man said in authentic Yue clan language, "We are from the Hunila clan. Is the second leader of Moshashi here?"
The Jie tribe general pointed to the carriage behind and said, "It's right here. Let's get out of here quickly. I heard that the Huns are not at peace recently."
The dark-skinned man nodded to Yang Gan, and Yang Gan smiled, showing his strong white teeth.
"Everyone, no distinction, cum~~~~!" A roar came out.
The cavalry hidden behind immediately raised their bows and fired arrows. Hundreds of arrows were fired wildly at the unsuspecting Jie people. Suddenly, a group of people fell on their backs. Yang Gan stretched out his palm and swung twice with force. Suddenly, two groups of hundreds of people separated from the cavalry. Riding, led by Ran Jing and Krisna.
Outflanked by two wings, it turned into a chisel and punched through the middle of the long column. In the surprise of the Jie tribe general, Yang Gan clamped his legs and shouted in Hun language, passing by him quickly.
After flying for tens of meters, the Jie tribe general's head shot up into the sky, and blood flowed like a spurt. Many Jie tribe soldiers ran away with their heads in their hands.
Bow and crossbow at the same time
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The existence is not unreasonable. The crossbow has good accuracy and great power, but the shooting speed of the bow and arrow is fast enough. After two or three waves of arrows rain down, half of the opponent's people have fallen, and only some horses are left alone on the grass, wagging their tails. Grass.
The packhorse pulling the carriage had been shot into a hedgehog. Yang Gan shook off the blood on the bronze sword and asked Ran Jing, "Just now, we were speaking in Xiongnu language, right?"
"Yes, our two black-armored cavalry rushed to kill them, shouting in Hun language."
"Yang Gan, what do you mean about the one on the ground?" Krisna came over covered in blood, with the corners of her mouth raised, obviously a rush to kill made her feel happy.
"Kill them all."
At this time, Xiao Yu came over with Zhang Yumeng with a pale face. He looked at the wailing Jie soldiers on the ground and asked, "Sir, don't you lack slaves? Once these people are cured, there will probably be hundreds of people left alive."
Yang Gan shook his head, "I can't bear to let the child trap the wolf. There are a thousand horses coming. If the body doesn't match the number, go to the Xiongnu to raise an army to question the crime and find that there are no prisoners. That will be troublesome. I am also very reluctant to bear it. Hundreds of slaves, if Digging for iron ore is also good work.”
Xiao Yu also frowned. He had not thought of such details.
"Actually, it's not impossible." The dark man came over and touched the blood and sweat on his forehead.
Yang Gan looked at the dark man, admiration in his eyes, "Tell me, what can I do?"
"Magic Stone's team has been walking for several days. Their cavalry was defeated and it would take more than two days to run back. There are all kinds of carnivores on the grassland. We just need to keep this area as safe as possible. If you make it more bloody, you can attract a lot of animals."
Yang Gan couldn't help but nodded. The meaning was obvious. Even if they ate them all, they wouldn't know the number of corpses. However, he didn't know much about the grassland. Fortunately, there were local people as his subordinates.
"Ran Jing went to save the valuable Jie tribe members. Those who were worthless were killed directly and made bloody to attract predators."
"No~~~!"
Looking at Ran Jing who didn't hesitate at all, Yang Qian couldn't help but nodded. Children can be taught. At least his efforts were not in vain, and the blows with the military stick were not in vain.
"What's your name?" Yang Gan asked the dark man.
"Basturk."
"Is your mother from Xia country?"
"Um."
"Okay, if you want to go back to Xia Kingdom now, just go back with us. I will arrange a good location for you. If you don't want to go back, just stay here. When I unify the grassland one day, I will naturally not treat you badly. you."
Basturk hammered his chest with one hand and said excitedly, "I am willing to stay here. I want to see the Yue clan disappear. I want them to bury my mother with her."
Yang Gan smiled and held his hand, helping him to correct his posture. He also gently cupped his hands and said, "Okay, your mother will definitely bless you in heaven. Since you think you are from Xia country, in our When you are on your own, you should use the etiquette of the Xia Kingdom."
Basturk was stunned. The blood in his heart seemed to spurt out, and his eyes became moist. This was the first time in many years that a Xia general recognized his identity.
"My lord." Basturk fell to his knees directly, but was supported by Yang Qian.
"Coward, why are you kneeling down? You are my subordinate, but you are not my servant or slave. I, the Daxia man, have gold at my knees. You cannot kneel down easily. Do you understand?"
Basturk wiped the tears from the corner of his mouth and said happily, "I understand, Lord."
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