Quan Yutianxia GL

"More than 20 years ago, Emperor Daqing worshiped Yan Bufan as a general and led his army to march eastward in order to be famous in the history of Emperor Qin, Han and Wu."

Although Xianbei has its own language, it does not have its own script. In addition, it lives next door to Daqing, so most people can speak the Central Plains dialect, and Mr. Wuyou speaks even more authentically: "Under Yan Bufan's soldiers, once The mighty Donghu was like a chicken and a dog, he was killed and retreated steadily, with countless casualties."

"At that time, I, Xianbei, was still attached to the Donghu. I was worse than a chicken and a dog. I lived in hiding in Tibet. If your ancestors hadn't fought bravely with me, how could there be the six tribes of Xianbei today?"

"It's not terrible to lose the territory; it's not sad to lose the women; it's not a pity to lose the cattle and sheep!" Mr. Wuyou spoke slowly, but loudly: "As long as our fighting spirit is still there, as long as our armor is good ...The country of Daqing, what's the matter if I grab it? Why don't you have land and women? Why don't you have cattle and sheep?"

"Sir, yes!" Murong Chang echoed, "Dangsheng Donghu's defeat is the defeat of the Bingjia."

As he spoke, Murong Chang paused for a moment, with a sad expression on his face: "It's just that the Qing Dynasty has now trained a mysterious army of mysterious soldiers. Although there are only a thousand soldiers, it can rival ten thousand of us..."

"The strength of that mysterious armored army is indeed terrifying..." Duan Wuchen said with a lingering fear in his mouth, "Could it be that there is no way to restrain it?"

Murong Chang murmured, "Is there any way... I have captured General Qing, and he offered a plan, but I don't know if it will work."

After finishing speaking, Murong Chang asked Gao Zhimin to be brought up.

Now under the control of others, Gao Zhimin lives on a small piece of barbecued meat every day. He is so thin that only a bone remains. But it was a private soldier that Emperor Qing asked Jiang Wenxian, the governor of Donglai County, to secretly train. His armor is excellent and his combat power is strong, which is rare in the world..."

"Son of a bitch, who wants to listen to your blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah?" Yu Wencheng picked up the beef leg bone he had just gnawed, and threw it at Gao Zhimin's face, and said harshly, "Quickly, what should I do?" Kill these damned dogs!"

"Return...to the King's words..." Gao Zhimin didn't care about the blood on his forehead, he lay on the ground and didn't dare to move, and said repeatedly: "There is a kind of sword in this Xuanjia army, which can cut through iron armor."

Gao Zhimin only knew that Chuning's saber could cut through the imperial armor, but he didn't know whether it could break through her own black armor.

"Damn it! It's the same as not saying it." Yu Wencheng picked up a pottery bowl containing wine, and was about to throw it at it, when he saw Mr. Wu You slapped him.

Mr. Wu You asked Gao Zhimin: "You said just now that this Xuanjia army is a private soldier that Emperor Qing asked Donglai County guards to train?"

"Yes."

In fact, Gao Zhimin is not sure. After all, the female general has a strange origin, and there are many legends, making it difficult to tell the truth from the false. But in his guess, only the emperor can train such a strong army, and the female general At most, it is just a puppet controlled by the emperor.

Mr. Wu You asked again: "Then when did this Xuanjia army start training?"

"I started practicing roughly last year." Gao Zhimin replied: "Before that, no one knew that there was such a Xuanjia army hiding in Donglai."

"It seems that Emperor Qing is not so old-fashioned yet!" Mr. Wu You sneered: "Your name is Gao Zhimin, right? If you can come up with a real way to defeat the enemy, I will spare you the punishment and give you Slaves, cattle and sheep, you are allowed to take crimes and make meritorious deeds."

Gao Zhimin's eyes lit up: "Really?"

"Don't kowtow to thank you?" Murong Chang said, "Mr. Wu You, you never lie."

"Thank you, Mister!" Gao Zhimin was really frightened by hunger. At this moment, he saw a way out of the impasse, regardless of whether it was a trap or not, so he threw himself on it desperately, and quickly offered advice: "In the eyes of the guilty minister, this Although the Xuanjia Army's combat power is strong, its flaws are also extremely obvious. First of all, their Xuanjia is extremely heavy. If an ordinary soldier wears it, even if they stand there without moving, it may be exhausted in just an hour. physical strength."

"So, your strategy for defeating the enemy is to spend time before the two armies confront each other?" Hearing Gao Zhimin's words, Duan Wuchen's face suddenly became ugly, because when he was chasing and killing the Xuanjia army, Every time he rushed to kill with a fast horse, and every time he was blocked by the heavy iron shield of the Xuanjia Army... Now Gao Zhimin said this, as if he was mocking his incompetence, and let the warriors under him die in vain.

"Master Duan, be careful." Mr. Wu You glanced at Duan Wuchen, and then said to Gao Zhimin, "Continue talking."

"Yes." Gao Zhimin took a careful look at Duan Wuchen, and continued: "The sinner has seen the iron shield of the Xuanjia Army before, and there is a long handle on the back of the iron shield that can reach the ground. , when the horses charge from the front, it is very difficult to overwhelm their iron shields."

Murong Chang listened very seriously, and quickly asked: "How should we break this iron shield formation?"

"You can use a claw hook." Gao Zhimin quickly replied: "Tie a rope behind the claw hook, and the soldiers throw it to the back of the iron shield array, and the iron shield array can be pulled down by the front..."

"This strategy... seems to be quite feasible." After thinking for a while, Mr. Wu You raised his eyes and asked, "It seems that there is no news about the Xuanjia Army recently?"

"Since the last time, when Ben Shanyu hunted down to Yi County, there has been no news from this Xuanjia Army." Duan Wuchen said, "Maybe they are still hiding in Yi County?"

"Didn't the Murong Department go to Yi County and Da County to fight Caogu?" Mr. Wu You asked Murong Chang: "Is there a place to hide so many people over there?"

"Yi County and Da County are originally poor counties. They have been plundered by my Murong Department many times. It must be impossible to hide so many people, but they can hide them. But where does the food come from?" Murong Chang thought for a while. , Not sure: "Maybe they left by boat from Yixian County? Think back then, when Yan Bufan went to the east, didn't he just send a boat to send tens of thousands of troops ashore from Yixian County, and beat Donghu by surprise."

"There is also this possibility." Mr. Wu You said: "All ministries should pay more attention to the movements of this Xuanjia army, and report back as soon as there is news."

"Yes." Duan Wuchen asked again: "Then Pinggang City will continue to guard? What about Xiao Hongfei from Liaoxi and Li Rui from Yuyang?"

"If Shi Shi Shanyu doesn't want soldiers, he can withdraw earlier." Yu Wencheng suddenly sneered and said, "Xiao Hongfei's loyal army can't beat more than ten thousand people. Although it is slightly threatening, it can't make any waves. .As for Li Rui, Princess of Yingchuan... a mob, if you send any troops at will, it's enough to beat the crap out of them."

"Yuwen Chanyu is right." Murong Chang smiled and said, "Why don't we send a troop from the Yuwen Department to drive out the mob in Li Rui's county?"

"Okay, the Yuwen Department will send five thousand soldiers and horses there." After Mr. Wu You finished speaking, he looked at Gao Zhimin: "Go down and go to the Murong Department to get a stone of grain and a sheep."

"Mr. Xie for your kindness, Mr. Xie for your reward! Mr. Xie for your kindness in reinvention!" After kowtowing to Mr. Wu You, Gao Zhimin knelt down to Murong Chang again: "Thank you, Murong Shanyu..."

"Okay, if you want to thank you, thank you sir. For the sake of sir, I will match you with two clan members and five Qing slaves." Murong Chang waved his hand casually: "Come here, bring He goes down."

The two clan members were originally Murong Chang's bodyguards. Although they were assigned to Gao Zhimin, Gao Zhimin knew in his heart that this was actually just surveillance in disguise.

Following behind Zu Ding, they came to a place enclosed by a fence. Gao Zhimin looked through the fence and saw no less than a thousand people surrounded inside, including men, women, and children, but they were all lying in disorder, crying from hunger I didn't even have the energy to shout.

One of the clan members squinted at Gao Zhimin, and asked maliciously, "Did you pick it yourself, or did we pick it for you?"

Gao Zhimin hurriedly said: "Of course I ask the two warriors to help me choose."

"It's almost there."

The hostile tribe circled around the fence, and within a short while, picked out five Qing slaves.

Three small men with sallow, starved and listless faces, and two scantily clad women.

"These three Qing slaves will belong to you, and these two women will belong to us." The tribe member pulled the woman who didn't dare to resist at all, hehe/laughed a few times: "Go, go and get the food and sheep."

Gao Zhimin didn't dare to object, and hurriedly followed, but he didn't notice that Qing Nu, who was the shortest behind him, had a strange look in his eyes.

On the same day, Chu Ning and Mrs. Yan led the Weimin Army and Zhaoyi Army to pass through Wuhou Qinshui, and entered the Yanshan Mountains along the territory of the Yuwen Ministry.

In this era when roads are not paved, without detailed maps and navigation, marching into the famous Yanshan Mountains is tantamount to asking for a dead end. However, in order to achieve the strategic goal, Chuning had to do so.

Fortunately, Mrs. Yan personally inspected this old road during the Eastern Expedition more than 20 years ago, but after the war went smoothly, this road has not been exposed for use. The whole journey is estimated to be about 130 kilometers, and it can be detoured to Ping Just behind the city.

However, this does not mean that there is a shortcut for Chuning to take - there are many insects, snakes and beasts in the mountains, and countless mountains, rivers and cliffs stop him. At that time, she strongly rejected this kind of raid tactic, but after seeing Chuning's military supply warehouse, she agreed to this kind of plan.

Chuning is a person with a long-term vision. After supporting Xie Yunzhu's clothing workshop with military uniforms and military backpacks last year, he immediately invested in the research and development of individual soldiers' carrying equipment. So people made protective clothing and individual backpacks out of thick sailcloth. It was this kind of protective clothing with the trousers tied up and only two eyes exposed all over the body that changed Mrs. Yan's opinion.

However, after giving up the horse and walking across the mountains and mountains for half a day, Chuning himself suffered a lot.

It is better to be a dog of peace than to be a person in troubled times - this is the truest portrayal of Chuning's heart at this moment.

Like all the soldiers under her command, she wore heavy protective clothing and carried a carrying bag, which contained her chain mail and food for the next half month-beef jerky, compressed biscuits, seaweed, beans and other food.

Before the Eastern Expedition, Zhu Erxi had already started to develop compressed biscuits. Although it has not yet achieved the effect that Chuning saw in his previous life, as far as the current situation is concerned, the rations carried by individual soldiers while carrying armor are completely sufficient After half a month, not to mention the march in the mountains, they can often hunt some wild game to supplement their food.

It is precisely because of these confidences that Mrs. Yan dared to risk her life with Chuning.

With the weak against the strong, this is the real sacrifice of one's life.

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