Economic and Trade Song Dynasty

As soon as they arrived at the cavalry battalion, the breath of daggers and swords rushed to their faces.

"What's going on?" Mu Ya asked a cavalryman he was familiar with. They are still backup cavalry, so a lot of information they get is limited.

"King Yiwen's army was attacked. Our postmen said that the enemy captured 5000 people and headed towards the dry desert. The general ordered us [-] cavalry to be the vanguard..."

Before the cavalry could finish speaking, the whistle had already blown.

800 people got on their horses, and this was even the first time that a considerable part of the cavalry put on armor.

"The backup cavalry is ready, gather in the big tent, Lieutenant Zuo An has something to teach!"

Immediately after the Eight Hundred Jingqi left, the lieutenant general's order came.

Qin Juan and Mu Ya followed the remaining less than 100 people into the large tent of the cavalry battalion.

Deputy General Zuo An was originally a native of the Kingdom of Jin. His pen.

Qin Juan knows Zuo An's talent, but he doesn't like Zuo An from the bottom of his heart.

however……

Five days later, Qin Juan and Mu Ya also put on cavalry armor.

This is their first mission.This year, Qin Juan just turned 11 years old.

The reason why it was his turn to go on the mission was tragic, because it was the first time that the 500 regular elite cavalry went on a mission. This time, nearly [-] people died, so they made up for it.

The doom of others made them truly elite cavalry.

But the huge number of 500 people who died made him realize that this task is very difficult.

Luba Qianhu and Deputy General Zuo An were heartbroken. More than half of the young elite cavalry that had been cultivated intermittently for several years lost more than half of them. This was a disaster for the Jihab camp!

But compared to this, King Yiwen's army was attacked by unknown forces, and the enemy captured [-] Mongolian soldiers and attacked and killed [-] elite cavalry, which made the Jihab camp even more angry!

Their task is the same as the 800 people in front, to find the enemy's route for the army of Jihab Battalion, they are the vanguard of Jihab Battalion!

Raising soldiers for a thousand days and using them for a while!

Just before Qin Juan left, Ayiga took 3000 people to meet King Yiwen who had fled east, because they had just obtained Yiwen's whereabouts.

The two didn't say much, but each wished each other good luck.

It was when Ayiga first received the gong at the age of 12, he was eight and a half years old at that time.

So it seems that he is 11 years old, and it is time to lead the army.

But this mission...

too difficult.

The barren and inhabited desert is full of flying sand and rocks, making the eyes of the passers-by hard to open. This is the weirdest desert they have ever walked, even more terrifying than the vast and vast Taklamakan Desert.

300 of them came out for less than a day and a night, and they lost contact. They had no guide, no direction, and no water source...

Going further north for about three miles, two of the three centurions said that one of them led a team to explore the way to the northeast, and the other led a team to explore the way to the northwest, leaving one team to go north. The third team of centurions also reached protocol.

"Protect the water." Qin Juan reminded Muya.In the endless desert, the water bladder has become their main protection.

"Our army was attacked by someone. They captured 5000 of us. I don't think they will go far? Why did this happen? After chasing for so long, we lost our way?"

The first few cavalrymen who were about 16 years old whispered to each other.

Because those few people are old, they like to get together, and they don't like to communicate with the younger ones behind them.Even so, if you don't pay attention to the formation and speak so loudly, you have to take care of the centurion. Obviously they don't think so.

The centurion was the oldest Sangbagan, and Sangbagan walked in the front and followed by his five brothers.

Different from them, Sangbagan has always been a regular cavalry soldier. He is seventeen years old. He is a Mongolian.

His weapons are different from ordinary cavalrymen. The weapons in his hands are called drumsticks. The drumsticks are heavy but very powerful. A single hammer can penetrate the plate armor on the enemy's chest and shatter the internal organs of the enemy.

This is impossible with bows, arrows and knives, but there are generally few people in a camp who can play drumsticks fluently, because they are too useless.

Generally, after playing for more than 20 years, these hands will be abolished.

Sangbagan has been playing for five years, and his war career may be shorter than other brothers, so he is waiting, always waiting for a military exploit.

Behind him, the new cavalryman talked about how careless the cavalryman in front was. Only he knew how terrifying the group of unknown enemies was... because he was the one who came back alive among the 800 people.

There were so many dead and injured brothers, but he was able to come back intact because their centurion sacrificed his life for a hundred of them to come back. Of the eight teams of the cavalry battalion, only their team came back alive, but their centurion died.

He was touching his drumsticks, just suddenly thinking about what makes a good centurion.Is it to bring the brothers to make contributions?Or protect the brothers to live safely?

The death of the former centurion shocked him greatly until he became the new centurion, bringing with him new cavalry.

At this moment, he suddenly stopped his horse and turned to the cavalry behind him, saying: "The wind and sand are too strong, and the night is already dark. Let's rest where we are!"

"Why? Didn't you say you were going north all the time?"

"Our three teams came out, and the other two teams are on their way. Why should we rest? Let the other two teams take the credit first?"

Sangbagan understood very well that although this group of cavalrymen with an average age of 14 were tall, strong and physically strong, they were still children in mind, and their thoughts were very simple, just like him back then.

He didn't answer, and silently ordered his brothers to dismount and set up camp.

His brothers all listened to him. As soon as these people moved, many people also dismounted. Qin Juan looked around and wanted to dismount, but Mu Ya roared: "Are you really listening to that idiot? Dismount and set up camp at this time ? Did you make a mistake?"

Qin Juan froze for a moment. Although he looked at a loss on the surface, he clearly thought in his heart that Sangbagan was the centurion, and they had to listen to Sangbagan, and Sangbagan was one of the 800 people. Those who come back alive should be more experienced.

They walked and stopped, and after two days of doing this, the entire cavalry was on the verge of rioting.

The chattering cavalry in front expressed their dissatisfaction, and at this moment, a galloping horse galloped towards them.

Immediately alert men raised their bows, but soon they lowered them, for they saw a man on horseback, clad in the same clothes and armor as they were.

Several people went over to fetch the horse and dismounted the cavalryman.

After waiting for a while, the military doctor carefully bandaged the wound of the cavalryman and fed the painkiller herbal pills before the cavalryman woke up.

"All... all dead, 200 people... dead..." the cavalryman said intermittently.

Finally, those chattering people could not speak a word, and they squatted aside like wooden chickens.

The centurion Sangbagan didn't ask the fleeing cavalry any more, but he picked up the binoculars and looked in the direction of the cavalry's escape for a while.

They were attacked. Those people came and went like the wind, and there were a large number of them. There should be 3000 people who attacked them last night.

It's too easy for 3000 people to fight 300 people. Asking them to come and explore the way is simply sending them to death.

"What are the characteristics of those people?" Seeing that they were all asking, Qin Juan asked suddenly after listening for a long time. He only realized that he had spoken after he finished asking.

At first someone wanted to yell at Qin Juan, but after thinking about it, they have been fighting for so long that they can't even figure out who the enemy is, what a fart!

At this moment, the cavalry also came to their senses, and one of them asked loudly, "What are the characteristics of those people, such as their horses, their clothes, and their weapons."

"Black, pure black, all horses are black horses, all black."

At this time, Sangbagan looked over: "The people who attacked you are the same group of people I met eight days ago."

This group of enemy troops is temporarily called Heizigou by them. They are all black, and even the hilts of their knives are blackened with black paint. They come like the wind and fight like lightning. Different, they did not directly kill skirmishers and infantry.

"Only kill the elite, then we..."

"They killed all the cavalry, took the horses and our weapons and equipment."

Hearing that Mu Ya hugged her chest, he actually wanted to say: On the entire grassland, only our Jihab camp leads the battle with elite cavalry scouting the way.Put it in another battalion, who will take the lead with the elite?

There was fear in the air.

"Why do they know the way, but we keep going north but keep getting lost? Although the enemy is fleeing north, do we have to chase north, northeast, and northwest?"

While everyone was silent, Qin Juan's immature voice came again. It should be that the first question was not rejected, so that gave him the courage to ask again. After all, he seldom spoke among this group of people.

Sang Bagan couldn't help looking at this child with an immature face. He was the smallest but the best-looking. He dared to say that there would be no more beautiful child than this child among the 100 people, but let him listen to what this child said. There is some truth to the novelty.

"Lieutenant General Zuo'an gave you directions to the north, all directions to the north, can't we still go east to west? Or do you want to go south and return directly to Jihab?"

The speaker's voice was very loud, and Qin Juan didn't speak again after he roared like this.

Qin Juan looked at the sand under his feet, afraid that Xiangnan might not be able to return to Jihab, he was startled, and he didn't even know why he had such an idea.

Qin Juan felt very uneasy, perhaps because he had experienced several deaths in the past, and his vigilance against death was more sensitive than ordinary people.

He didn't fall asleep that night. Even though the centurion had the leg of lamb he had brought roasted for everyone to share, and everyone went to sleep peacefully after eating, he still couldn't sleep.

Sure enough, when the danger was approaching, he was the first to open his eyes. He heard the sound of horseshoes, rumbling like thunder!

"Get up, Mu Ya!" He was the first to call to Mu Ya who was sleeping next to him.

While he was talking, he found that the centurion Sangbagan who was sleeping in the distance had also woken up. Sangbagan got up, and he saw the child again. post……

But it was too late, Hei Zigou swept towards him like the wind.

This time, out of 300 of them, only a dozen survived.

The horses galloped through the night, and they escaped with almost nothing, for they were not allowed to pick them up.

After running desperately for dozens of miles, they stopped. Sambagan counted the number of people, and there were only nine of them.

He had five brothers, two of them died in the first battle just now, and only three remained. At this time, he looked at the remaining five, but suddenly found that the child was also there, riding the same horse with a tall boy. horse.

Mu Ya was dragged onto the horse by Qin Juan. If Qin Juan hadn't woken up first, Mu Ya knew that she might have died.

The cake from two years ago was exchanged for a life-saving grace, he thought it seemed pretty good...

"Come here." Sangbagan pointed at Qin Juan and said expressionlessly.

Mu Ya felt that she was not a noble person, but Qin Juan had just saved his life, so it would not be good to let Qin Juan face the centurion alone, Mu Ya said: "Centurion, Qin Juan did nothing wrong...don't you Kill him."

Sangbagan was a little speechless, did he have a bad boy?

Qin Juan rode his horse towards Sangbagan, stopped in front of the centurion, and he saluted respectfully.