Great Wei Nengchen

The camp of the Qiang people is very large, and each tribe lives in a separate place with a large distance from each other. The Shaodang tribe is just located on the outer edge, and they move quietly in the dead of night, and the other tribes are unaware of it!

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"Da! Da!--Bah! Bah!"

At dawn, on the north bank of the Bailong River, a cavalry was galloping at full speed. The dust raised by the horseshoes floated high into the air, and could be seen dozens of miles away.

During the rapid march in the middle of the night, after running for more than 100 miles, the Qiang soldiers were a little tired, their mounts were sweating all over, and white foam was constantly spraying from their mouths and noses. There is a danger of falling down!

"The team stops advancing, dismount and rest for a while!"

"Woo!--Woo!"

Already far away from the camp of the coalition forces, the danger was greatly reduced. Chief Shaodang let out a sigh of relief and gave the order to rest. The accompanying Qiang soldiers took out their horns and blew a strange rhythm, which was transmitted far away.

The team that was running fast stopped slowly, and the Qiang soldiers jumped off their mounts one after another. Some panted heavily and wiped off their sweat, some took out dry food and gnawed, while looking for water sources everywhere!

Due to the severe drought, the water level of the Bailong River has dropped drastically, and the riverbed has been exposed in many places, but there are still wet places. From time to time, birds and beasts come to drink water, and people are scattered and fled...

"Water!--Dig for water!--Boom!"

The Qiang soldiers shouted happily and rushed into the river bed, and began to dig holes frantically with the weapons in their hands. The remaining water flow slowly seeped in, mixed with mud and sand, the color was cloudy, and the smell was also very unpleasant!

With dry mouth and tongue, the Qiang soldiers took up the turbid river water and drank it into their stomachs. After they were full, they collected the rest of the water with their skin bags to feed themselves. Mounts... For a while, people on the bank of the river neighed, and there was a mess and no order.

"Great chief, drink some too!"

"OK!"

As an upper-class nobleman, naturally he doesn't need to drink muddy soup. When the great chief took a bag of mare's milk, he drank it clean in one gulp, and took a few breaths. He felt indescribably comfortable and even more joyful. Incomparable!

I was able to roam the western grasslands for more than [-] years and still live a good life, thanks to my ruthlessness, cunning and wisdom, and my shamelessness at critical moments!

The list of requests for rewards has already been taken away by the Han envoy, and it will be reported to the Han court soon. If this matter is really successful, I will definitely have the title of 'Da Shanyu', which can be passed on to my descendants and hereditary.

On the prairie, strength speaks for itself, and the Burning Department is one of the three most powerful departments. The materials rewarded by the Han Dynasty court are sent, and my share is indispensable. Maybe I can eat more and occupy more!

When I left the camp, I left hundreds of people guarding it. If other chiefs asked, they would say that there was not enough food in the tribe, and I brought people out to hunt. Because the matter was urgent, I forgot to say hello to everyone.

This excuse is not very clever, and it can't deceive many people. The other chiefs will definitely make jokes: cowards, frightened grass chickens, escaped rabbits, etc... But they can't laugh off a piece of meat, and it will be over if they are thick-skinned.

On the contrary, if this is a conspiracy, the Han army will soon surround them, and then, like hungry wolves on sheep, they will pounce on the Qiang soldiers who stay in the camp. This is certainly a bad thing, but it is also a good thing!

The Xiongnu and the Qiang are nomadic peoples, with tough personalities, brave and good at fighting, and their populations are similar. However, for thousands of years, the former has dominated the Mobei grassland and established a powerful regime. It was difficult for the Han people to fight against them. We have to pay tribute and make peace in order to maintain peace on the border!

In the past hundred years, under the frequent attacks of the Han army, the Huns were split, defeated, and declined, and their strength plummeted. However, they still occupy the western part of Hetao and the entire Mobei grassland. They also have their own royal court. big!

Compared with the Huns, the Qiang people are much worse. They have never established a political power, let alone a country. They just keep submitting to the strong. Stand high above the heads of the Qiang people!

The fate of the same nomadic people is completely different. In the final analysis, there is one reason: the Huns are united, but the Qiang people are divided!

The Qiang people have Zhelan, Shaodang, Yak, Baima, Shenlang, and Qilan... There are more than a hundred tribes, ranging from tens of thousands of people to several thousand, each occupying a piece of grassland. ,river!

Because of constant internal fighting, the number of Qiang people has not increased, nor can they gather a strong force. Instead, they are defeated by foreign enemies one by one like a lone wolf!

"White Wolf God bless your children and grandchildren, let the Qiang people unite, twist into a hemp rope, converge into a river... On the vast prairie, establish your own country, and wipe out those enemies who oppressed us Step on your feet!"

Burning when the chief wears his hem, prays devoutly, and kisses the prairie under his feet, he is also the mother who raises nomads!

If the normal development continues, the Qiang people may still be divided in another 1000 years. However, under the protection of the White Wolf God, an opportunity appeared before him, and he seized the opportunity!

With the character of a bloodthirsty devil, nine out of ten people will not make peace, but use slow tactics to contain the Qiang tribe, and then secretly deploy a large army to encircle them, and then start a bloody massacre. The White Horse, Yak, and Shenlang tribes ...will be gone soon, and the warchiefs will be dead, and maybe made into a skull cup!

Under his wise leadership, the Shaodang tribe is the only survivor. Not only will its strength not weaken, it can also incorporate the population of other tribes, occupy their pastures and livestock... forming a powerful tribe, comparable to the Zhelan tribe , and even more powerful!

At that time, I was the leader of all the Qiang people, and then turned the tribe into a country and the chief into a king, just like the Huns in the north, fighting against the Han Dynasty... This trick is called "killing with a knife", which originated from The books of the Han people go to school, and they are really useful!

What should be the name of the new country I established? As the founding king of a generation, he also needs to have his own year name, royal court, entrustment of civil and military officials...and a queen, who is more suitable?

Chief Zhelan is very suitable. If she combines with herself, the Qiang people will be completely unified. However, she is the woman of a bloodthirsty demon. I am afraid I can't snatch her away. Fortunately, she has two daughters who are as beautiful as flowers... Haha

"rumble!"

Immersed in fantasies, with a smirk on his face as the great chief, he was awakened by a loud rumbling noise, and felt that the earth was shaking. Everyone on the grassland knew that this was the movement of a herd of horses galloping, and the number was huge!

Could it be that, when he found himself running away, those great chiefs led people to catch up?

Looking eastward, the grassland was as calm as water, not a single figure or war horse was seen, but the ground under his feet was shaking more and more violently.

"It's not good, there is a large group of cavalry coming from the west, it is the black banner of the Han army!"

"The Han army is coming, get on your horse and fight quickly, we will fight for a way out!"

The sound of rumbling horseshoes originally came from the west, that is, the upper reaches of the Bailong River. The wild sand was flying, covering the sky and covering the sun. There were at least tens of thousands of cavalry rushing towards them like a whirlwind...

The distance is getting closer and closer, and it becomes more real. The Han army is wearing black armor, holding black banners, and holding gleaming knives and guns. They are the nightmare of grassland people, invincible-- Xuanjia cavalry!

When the great chief jumped up, he pulled out the scimitar at his waist, and the command line went down to face the enemy. When encountering an enemy on the prairie, fleeing would be tantamount to death. Only by fighting back bravely can we have a chance!

As for where the Han army came from, when did they go around to the upper reaches of the Bailong River, and who was in charge of commanding... There is no time to think about these issues, survival is the only idea!

"Where's my scimitar, where's my war horse...why am I so tired?"

"It's too late, the Han army is coming, we are all finished... White Wolf God!"

The Qiang shouted wildly, but failed to form a formation for a long time, and instead fell into chaos. It turned out that they had been running for most of the night, and they were exhausted. Can support several rounds!

But they dismounted to rest, and the time was very short. Their energy and physical strength had not yet recovered, but their hands and feet became sore and weak.

"Xuanjia iron cavalry - invincible in the world!"

"Xuanjia iron cavalry - invincible in the world!"

Tens of thousands of cavalry rushed over and trampled on the Qiang people. While waving the sharp scimitar, heads fell to the ground one by one. The blood stained the grassland red, and then flowed into the dry river bed, converging into a stream...

The great chief Shaodang also fell down, and was stabbed in the chest again. This time, the god of luck did not come, and his body was quickly trampled into a pulp... He has read many Chinese books, but he has not learned the essence of them. I don't know a famous saying: Smartness is misunderstood by cleverness!

Chapter 1552 Follow the old rules!

"Report to Chief Sima: Our army has won a complete victory, beheaded [-] people, captured [-] people alive, captured more than [-] horses, and none of the enemy cavalry slipped through the net!"

"Very well, order the soldiers to clean the battlefield, eat and rest, and at the same time interrogate the prisoners to find out the situation of the enemy!"

"promise!"

The Black Armored Iron Cavalry was powerful in battle, and it only took more than an hour to wipe out all the troops of the Shaodang tribe, which can be described as clean and neat, and it was Xiao Yi himself who commanded this elite army!

The Qiang people harassed the western border, threatening the left wing of Hanzhong County. In line with the principle of "eliminating the aggression first, and then fixing the internal strife", Xiao Yi decided to go to the west in person to severely attack the invading prairie wolves, but this battle was not easy to fight.