Zhi Xuan

Bei'an border, Zhao land

The cold wind swept across, the snow continued to fly, and the plain was barren.

The rushing river was covered with snow, and the ice was several feet thick.A stone bridge hangs alone on the river, with ice edges hanging from the body of the bridge, and the bridge deck is covered with white frost. From a distance, it blends with the snowflakes in the sky.

The wind whizzed past, so cold that it could freeze human bones.

Under the snow curtain, all the beasts disappeared, and not even the ear-piercing howl of wolves could be heard.

Suddenly, there was a rush of horseshoes in the cold wind, and several black spots appeared in the snow, galloping from a distance, bringing up large flakes of flying snow.

The horse galloped in the snow, and a large amount of white mist was sprayed from its muzzle.

The man on the horse continued to whip his whip, just hoping to be faster.

Behind the horse team were more than 50 men wrapped in animal skins, carrying a large amount of food and animal meat on their backs or shoulders.They are all strong, with messy hair hanging behind them, and dark totems on their foreheads and cheeks. They are obviously not from Bei'an.

The team trekked hard and gradually distanced themselves from the horse team.

The leading man grabbed the food on his shoulders, put his hands around his mouth, and howled like a wild animal.

The shout successfully slowed down the people in front, they all turned their horses' heads, rushed over and threw down their whips, and shouted loudly: "What's the name! Call the pursuers and don't want to live!"

The costume of the man on horseback is similar to that of the whipped man, only a gorgeous belt is wrapped around his waist, and several necklaces made of wild animal teeth hang on his chest, symbolizing his status as a leader.

The reprimanded man grabbed the whip and bared his teeth fiercely at the horseman.

The leader wanted to whip the whip, but was stopped by another horseman, who persuaded him, "Leader, don't delay. We have to deal with him and wait until we return to the tribe!"

"go!"

The leader withdrew his whip and swung the horse again.

In addition to the grain and salt they had snatched, there was also a young woman on horseback.The woman's hands were tied behind her back, her forehead was bruised, and the corners of her mouth were bloodstained. She was still struggling and almost fell off the horse several times.

The leader grabbed the woman's neck, clenched his fists, and beat her fiercely.

The woman suppressed the severe pain and glared fiercely at Di Ren who grabbed her.If you have a chance, you must bite the opponent's throat hard!

This group of Di people attacked the village on a snowy night, killed more than 20 villagers, and robbed the grain stored in the village.Women's husbands and children died at the hands of these men.

The days of winter were hard, and men and beasts were hungry.

A white plague hit the grassland, and a large number of cattle, sheep, and horses died. The tribes conquered each other and competed for the chance of survival at all costs.The Di and Rong tribes near the border fled southward, constantly harassing the border villages in Bei'an.

These Hu people did not dare to invade big cities, but only dared to attack remote villages.

Zhaodi happened to be on the only way that the Di people had to go south, and the villages near the border were not stable throughout the winter.Even with soldiers patrolling and killing more than a dozen teams of Di people in a row, they still couldn't drive these robbers away completely.

This group of Di people came from a Changdi tribe with a small population, and all the sheep grazing froze to death in the white disaster.To make matters worse, they encountered a pack of hungry wolves, and failed to snatch some of the dead sheep back, and all of them went into the stomachs of the pack of wolves.

Without food, the elders and children of the tribe were abandoned first, followed by women.In the end, there were less than two hundred men left in the whole tribe.They migrated with the leader all the way, and came up with the idea of ​​border villages.

In a desperate attempt, the group of Di people rushed into the village at night.

The silver and white everywhere made the night no longer dark. With the help of the snow light, they quickly locked on the target and killed the men who rushed out one by one.

Villagers on the border have been facing fierce barbarians all year round, knowing that things will not go well, so naturally they will not stand still.

Accompanied by the sound of shouting and knocking, more villagers rushed out, besides the ordinary people holding sticks and agricultural tools, there were actually three or five Chinese people holding swords!

The men rushed up wielding sticks and swords, women and children also did not hide, the harsh living conditions forged a strong body and a strong character, even a half-grown child would grab a stone and rush up when encountering an incoming robber .

More than a hundred Di people rushed into the village, and more than 40 fell down in a blink of an eye.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Di Ren started to set fire.

The flames shot up in the night, and the wind helped the fire, and the wooden houses next to each other were ignited.In order to escape, Di Ren sprinkled the oil he had snatched into the fire, and the whole village was engulfed in flames.

Di Ren took the opportunity to escape, ignoring his injured companions, and only took the food he had grabbed and the woman the leader was targeting, and ran out all the way, disappearing into the vast snowfield.

"Boss, you will be safe after passing the forest in front of you!"

Di Ren, who had explored the way, came back on horseback, with excitement in his tone.

After rushing out of the village, they ran all the way, grabbing a mouthful of snow and swallowing it directly when they were hungry and thirsty, not daring to stop to rest.

As the sky brightened, they were getting closer and closer to the camping point when they came.As long as you rush back to get the tent, you can go all the way north, escape to the deeper grassland, and completely get rid of the possibility of being caught.

The leader was overjoyed when he heard the words, and in order to speed up, he allowed everyone to share half a piece of mutton.

The mutton was snatched from the village, and it was frozen hard in the cold wind, like a stone.Everyone didn't care, cut off a piece with a knife, and stuffed it directly into their mouths.

The raw mutton melted with blood and icicles, and the taste can be imagined.

How can the Di people care about these things? In order to fill their stomachs, they swallow them whole if they can't bite, lest they be snatched away by the people around them if they move too slowly.

After eating the mutton, everyone continued to leave.

The sun keeps rising, the wind and snow gradually decrease, and the road is no longer as difficult as before.The di people were overjoyed, thinking that they were blessed by heaven, when suddenly there was a sound of beeping behind them.

The sound penetrated the wind and snow and fell into everyone's ears clearly.

The Di people turned their heads in horror, only to see a group of cavalry galloping towards them in the vast snowfield.

The cavalry, dressed in red armor, lined up like a line of blood across the wasteland.

The sound of gongs sounded again, and the red armored cavalry locked on to the target, let go of the reins while galloping, controlled the horse with only their legs, and bent their bows on the horse's back to shoot arrows.

The sharp arrows tore through the cold wind, and after the sound of the arrows, they flew down from the top of the head with a whistling sound.

The Di people were terrified, and even the bravest leader couldn't keep calm at this moment, but screamed together with the tribe members: "Run, drop your things and run!"

The knights kept approaching, and the rain of arrows fell with them, and the bumps on the horses did not affect their aim at all.

The Di people scattered and fled, but they still couldn't escape the flying arrows.The sharp arrow clusters passed by, the black arrow shafts pierced into the snow, and the tails of the arrows shook and buzzed, which showed the amazing strength.

The Di people who were hit by the arrow screamed and fell to the snow one by one.The looted things were scattered all over the ground, and several bags were scattered, spilling out the shelled corn.

After three waves of arrow rain, the knights hung their bows and arrows back on their horses, grabbed the sharp short spears, held the spears flat, with the spear tip slightly downward, and changed their formation while galloping, like a sharp cone chiseling at the target ahead.

Di Ren was so focused on running away that he didn't even have the courage to turn around and fight.

They are like lambs being targeted by a tiger, with only one thought in their minds: escape, flee forward regardless of everything!

The short spear pierced through the wind, and the sharp spearhead pierced Di Ren's back, and the powerful force brought them forward, piercing the ground like a wedge.

Amidst the screams, the leader of Di Ren fell off his horse, a short spear pierced his back and protruded from his chest, the inertia flew him out, and fell heavily on the snow.

The horse continued to gallop forward, and the woman on the horse tumbled to the ground despite being injured. Regardless of her hands tied behind her back, she propped her knees and climbed up to the head of Di Ren, opened her mouth in front of the other's terrified eyes, and bit his throat fiercely.

The woman tore hard until the leader's throat was crushed, and even the skin and flesh were bitten off, leaving a huge bloody hole.

The leader of the Di people twisted his face and died in fear and despair. The woman raised her head, her face was spattered with blood.

The knights finished the battle, counted the corpses on the ground, and came to her side, asking, "People from Zhao?"

The woman rubbed the blood off her face with snow, and opened her mouth in a familiar accent.

After confirming her identity, the knight immediately got off his horse, drew a knife and cut the rope on her body, and asked, "Can you move?"

"Yes!" The woman stood up, without the help of the knight, and grabbed the horse left by Di Ren.After obtaining permission, start clearing the grain and meat on the ground.

The knight left her a dagger, jumped on his horse, and returned to the ranks.

The dead Di people were left where they were, and the nearby beasts would not miss the opportunity to fill their stomachs.When the spring is warm and the flowers bloom, there will not be half a bone left here.

The woman watched the knights leave, packed up the food and meat, and cut off Di Ren's head with the dagger left by the knights.She wants to take these back to pay homage to the dead relatives and clansmen.

After the knights gathered, they joined the other three teams within a short distance.The scattered cavalry gathered in one place, all of them were full of blood. It was obvious that there were a large number of Di people who committed southern crimes this time.

Qu Zhang galloped the entire team, and the knights stopped talking one after another and gathered together according to the order.

The sound of the desolate horn came, and on the horizon in the distance, fierce banners were waving.

The soldiers in scarlet lined up, their neat steps crushing the vast snowfield.

In front of the team, a chariot passed by against the wind, and all the drivers on the right were there, but the inside of the chariot was empty, and its owner could not be seen.

The soldiers continued to move forward and joined the cavalry.

The two sides waited in the snow, and the strong wind couldn't shake everyone.

After about half a stick of incense, another cavalry arrived. The leader was holding a long halberd. The bloodstains on the halberd were still wet, and covered it with a layer of eye-catching red.

When he got close, the knight grabbed the reins, threw the halberd to the ground with his backhand, and raised his visor, revealing an extremely handsome face with sculpted eyebrows and bright eyes.

The person who came was none other than Zhao Hao, the Lord of Zhao Land and the second son of the Marquis of Bei'an.

The Marquis of Bei'an and the Marquis of Xiyuan met in the suburbs for a hunting date. Because they were adjacent to Zhao, Zhao Hao was ordered to go there first to build an earthen platform for the ceremony before the hunting.

Encountering Di Ren disturbing the border on the way, Zhao Hao divided the team into several groups and pursued the tribes going south in batches. He even personally led a hundred cavalry to sweep the border.

During the process, when encountering large tribes that repeatedly invaded, Zhao Hao would drive them away while chasing them, forcing them to move to the suburbs.

The two princes are good at hunting, and there must be some prey that is on the table.

After several rounds of pursuit, the team reunited, the knights dismounted, and the infantry supported the ground with long soldiers. Rong You respectfully stepped forward and said loudly: "Young master, please board the chariot!"

Zhao Hao dismounted from his horse and boarded the chariot.

The soldiers led the horses back to the team, and the desolate sound of the horn resounded through the snow field again.

The team marched against the wind and snow.

Looking down from above, the scarlet red converges, like a rampant blood blade splitting the silvery white everywhere, swaying a thick and colorful stroke in the new wind.