The Reincarnation of Lu Bu at the End of the Han Dynasty

Chapter 312 Disaster
To the west of Xi'anyang, near the border between the two counties of Wuyuan and Shuofang, smoke rose from cooking.

This is a group of nearly a hundred Hun cavalry soldiers. They wore felt hats and military uniforms made of animal skins. They sat around the fire and stretched out their hands to warm themselves.

On the side of his right hand, there is a simple earthen stove, the firewood is burning, and a pot is set up on it, and soon it boils, and the stench inside wafts out.

Eating mutton and drinking mutton soup in winter can drive away the cold and generate warmth, an eternal truth.

Before the mutton soup was cooked, the Huns passed the waiting time by chatting.

"It's getting harder and harder to catch sheep now." A bearded Hun lamented.

When I first came here, I saw flocks of sheep grazing everywhere, and if I grabbed them, there were dozens of them.Putting the skin to the pot is enough for them to eat for a long time.Up to now, even if you walk five or six miles, you may not be able to see one.

In the words of the Han people, the world is really declining.

"I'm a little tired of eating sheep all the time." The man next to him took off his clothes, picked his hairy chest with his fingers, and said it nonchalantly.

That's what he said, but when he smelled the smell of sheep in his nose, he still swallowed the saliva in his throat involuntarily.

Everyone spoke enthusiastically, and there was an inaudible voice cautiously: "Baiqichang, this is Wuyuan County after all, so...wouldn't it be too good for us to do this?"

"Ariza, you are so timid and afraid of getting into trouble, you don't have the blood of my Hun boy." A Hun cavalry sneered.

"That's right, don't talk about cooking sheep behind their backs, even if they eat it in front of their faces, what can they do!"

"If they will resist, how can we let us eat until today."

Everyone laughed at each other, and Hu Yanhuo, who was the commander of a hundred cavalry, also just smiled at this and didn't take it seriously.

He was originally the confidant of King Zuo Xian, but not long ago, Lou Fanbei, the confidant of King Zuo Xian, died at the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven by the Eastern Qiang people.The Qiang people said that Lou Fanbei was killed by a Han infiltrator, but in Xubu Guduhou's view, the leaders of the Eastern Qiang tribes who were the hosts were also to blame.

Later, when he learned that the Eastern Qiang people had moved into Wuyuan, he sent Hu Yanhao to provoke trouble.

At first, Huyanhe still harassed the border occasionally, but as the Eastern Qiang people ignored them, they gradually became bolder, and developed to the point where they would steal chickens and eat sheep every now and then.

As long as the Eastern Qiang people dared to resist and hurt others, Xubu Guduhou would immediately come to Xingshi with a mighty army to interrogate them.

The Han people like to control the balance, and Xubu Guduhou grasped this point.Now that the Han army is deep in the mud in Liangzhou, he doesn't believe that the Han court dares to fight against him again at this time.

At that time, Xubu Guduhou only needs to wait for the Han people to admit their mistakes and seek peace, and then take the opportunity to ask for materials and equipment to obtain more benefits.

If it was a few years ago, when the Huns were strong, how could they need these despicable methods.With a wave of hundreds of thousands of cavalry, the Han people don't obediently offer up the cows and horses, and send the princess to make a kiss?
When I become Shan Yu, I will regain my former glory!

Xubu Guduhou, the wise king of Zuo, made great wishes. On this point, he and his arch-rival Yu Fuluo had surprisingly the same ideas.

The soup in the cauldron was gurgling and boiling, and the aroma of the broth became stronger and stronger.

On the field ahead, a large group of Qiang people, both male and female, came to the field, more than a thousand people in the dark.They each hold a series of tools such as poles, sticks, and farm hoes in their hands. Looking at their faces, the crowd is furious.

"Great Elder, it's this group of people. This is the fifth time they have come to steal our sheep this month!" The Qiang people who had their sheep stolen pointed to this side and said angrily.

Because of the death of the envoys of the Southern Huns in the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, the Great Elder also endured these people, trying to avoid confronting the Huns head-on, and wanted to calm things down.

The result is that the Huns come to provoke trouble again and again, and if they continue to indulge, they will ride on their heads sooner or later to do their best.

"Which powerful family are you subordinates, how dare you cross the border to Xi'anyang to steal chickens and dogs!" The Great Elder is the spiritual pillar in the hearts of the Qiang people. He is obliged to ask the Qiang people when they suffer. .

Before Hu Yanhuo could open his mouth, the cavalrymen under him scolded: "Immortal, get out! If you dangle in front of me again, I will kill you!"

The majestic Great Elder of Dongqiang has always been respected and worshiped by others, but he has never been insulted like this.

The great elder blew his eyes and pointed at these barbarian Huns, so angry that he couldn't say a word for a long time.

Seeing the Great Elder being humiliated, the Qiang people behind them all picked up their weapons and prepared to go forward to fight with this group of people.

clang clang clang~
A series of sounds of drawing swords sounded, and the Hun cavalry mounted their horses one after another. Hu Yanhao, holding the sword in his hand, looked at the thousands of Qiang people without any fear, and even showed a little disdain: "I heard that you Qiang people are also A warlike nation, today I, the Huns, would like to ask for advice."

He wasn't afraid to make things big, he wanted everything he wanted, and that was the situation.

"stop!"

Seeing that the two sides were about to attack, the Great Elder hurriedly stopped him. He still had a last illusion: "As long as you promise that there will be no more crimes in the future, I can pretend that what happened today didn't happen."

The Qiang people seem to have a lot of people, but apart from women, children, old and weak, there are not many who can beat them.What's more, they don't have weapons and horses, and the Huns all ride horses and carry swords. If they really want to fight, they can't get any cheap at all.

Hu Yanhao sneered at this, the weak would not have the capital to negotiate terms, so he swung his scimitar: "Kill!"

More than a hundred war horses galloped past, and the Qiang people also waved their weapons, trying to knock the Huns off their horses.

The difference between cavalry and infantry is not a tiny bit, not to mention that these Qiang people can't even count as basic infantry.

With just one face-to-face meeting, a large area fell on the Qiang side, at least two hundred.

Hu Yanhe reined in his horse and turned back, leading more than a hundred riders to charge again.

"Fight with you!"

"The Huns who killed your mother!"

Amidst the roar of the Qiang people, the horseshoes trampled, and the shadows of swords and swords passed by, and the Qiang people who slashed the ground fell to the ground one after another.

Flesh and blood flew and splashed everywhere.

In just half a stick of incense, almost all the Qiang people who could fight fell to the ground.

On the other hand, on the side of the Huns, no one died in battle even though they suffered a lot of sticks.

Hu Yanhe walked up to the Great Elder, looked down at the white-bearded old man condescendingly, and said in a frivolous tone, "Great Elder, listen carefully, go back and prepare two hundred cows and sheep for me. I will have them tomorrow morning See, otherwise...hehe, you should be clear about the consequences."

After all, Huyanhe kidnapped more than a dozen Qiang women and headed west.

(End of this chapter)