My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 265: Huo Qubing is high-spirited (additional update for Nuanyang Golden Alliance Leader))

Night gradually enveloped the world, and the lights on the pass lit up one after another, paving the way for thousands of lights.

Today, when I heard the impassioned words of the King of Yanxia on the street, many people tossed and turned on their pillows unable to sleep. Some stood up and looked out the window, while others knelt in front of the graves of their deceased relatives and cried.

The streets in the city have been cleared, and patrols on the west city wall have been stepped up. Soldiers on duty occasionally whispered among themselves, whispering what King Xia said today.

It's exhilarating.

In the countryside outside the east gate of the pass, Youyan, Shengnu's army and Li Dian's company of soldiers and horses were stationed together. There were bonfires in the camp, and sparks rose up into the night sky. The soldiers gathered together to chat. In the flickering light of the fire, there was a faint energy. I saw more figures sharpening their blades.

The patrol team intertwined through the central tent, which was brightly lit, and the firelight reflected the figures walking on the tent. The soldiers carrying the dishes opened the curtain and went in. Inside, they were drinking and drinking, and several generals were raising their hands to a young general. cup.

"Champion, Lu Bu has heard of and admired a certain family for a long time!" Lu Bu, who had always been looked down upon by everyone, actually took the initiative to raise a toast with the young general.

Still holding the cup with both hands.

Even Zhao Yun, who had always been steady, stood on one side. For the honor of expelling the foreigners and sealing the wolf to Xu, no one was more excited than these generals who were born in the Han Dynasty, especially when the other party was still so young.

Li Xuanba snorted and muttered: "What's so great about it." He turned his head and looked at Lei Tong, "General Lei, look at them, see if anyone comes forward."

"Actually..." Lei Tong raised his wine glass in embarrassment, "I also wanted to go over. Isn't that why I sat on the seat because I couldn't get forward."

"I won't talk to you anymore!" Li Xuanba crossed his hands on his chest and turned to the side with a groan.

The other generals around looked at each other and laughed.

Here, the young general stood up and stood in the tent: "I am not as old as you are when I am cured of illness, and since the army does not drink alcohol, I will drink tea instead of wine to pay tribute to you generals!"

He raised his glass respectfully to Lu Bu, Zhao Yun, and Su Chen in front of him, and drank it all in one gulp. Then he lit up the bottom of the glass and raised his chin at everyone.

"Next time when I'm not in the army, I'll have a big drink with you all to cure my illness!"

"Champion Hou, please take a seat!"

Su Chen was actually as excited about this young general as Lu Bu and Zhao Yun. Although the other party had a higher starting point, at the same age, others were leading cavalry expeditions to the grasslands, but what were he and his peers doing?
Even if you are in the same position, you are definitely not as good as the other person. First, you must have extraordinary courage; second, you must be able to accurately identify the direction in the vast grassland and desert without getting lost; third, you must go deep into an unfamiliar place alone without any With supplies and reinforcements, he could go straight to Huanglong and win a complete victory. His commanding ability could no longer be described as extraordinary.

In a brief moment of thought, Su Chen put down the wine glass in his hand, asked Wu Zixun to pour the tea, and raised it again: "Champion Marquis, you already know that the ones I am waiting to fight are not the Huns, are you still willing to help?"

"What's the difference between the Xirong and the Xiongnu?" Huo Qubing smiled, holding the tea cup and tilting his face slightly, with a heroic air between his brows.

"No difference, even more so!"

"If you don't obey the king's rules and are good at military affairs and harm the people, then you will be beaten." Huo Qubing stood up with the head of his sword pressed, as hot-blooded and strong as before he died, with a faint shadow of Han Wu on his handsome face: "I What I hate the most are these grassland barbarians... Before I die, I failed to do my best... It is a regret of my life!"

He clenched his fists and raised his face to look at the generals in the tent: "You generals are after me. I wonder what happened to the Huns?"

"It no longer exists..." Su Chen stood up and walked around the long case, "Half of them moved north, and half returned south. They all finally surrendered. The Xiongnu became a name in the long history, and the champion prince will be famous throughout the ages."

"Really? The Huns...are finally gone!" Huo Qubing's eyes suddenly turned red. This emotion was something Su Chen couldn't understand, but Lu Bu, Zhao Yun and other people who lived in the late Han Dynasty in the tent could empathize with it. .

"But the Xirong people here are more ferocious than the Huns. The regret that the champion has not completed, let's finish it here."

Around them, Lu Bu, Zhao Yun and other generals laughed, "And I will follow the champion to fight on the grassland and kill across Mobei!"

"After curing the disease, I will go with you generals!"

"It's better to choose a different day than to hit the sun." Su Chen looked at them with a smile on his lips: "It's better to do it tonight."

For a moment, the atmosphere in the handsome tent became lively.

... Stars filled the night sky, the soft moonlight illuminated the vast grassland, and the night wind rolled up the grass carpet and caused ripples in circles.

In the distance, in the direction of the burning bonfire, tents made of leather and felt were crowded together, forming a huge tribe. There were several war horses around each tent, and there were light cavalry holding torches on the periphery, slowly marching in the night.

In the middle of the big white tent, a burly old man sat on a sheepskin rug, gulping down delicious wine from an exquisite silver bowl and wiping the wine stains hanging from his beard.

"The cavalry from the North came at the wrong time. Isn't the Xia King of Yan State in the Central Plains? How could he come so fast!"

The tent was filled with bald, braided, or stout figures with copper rings in their ears. They were wearing fur coats and had a wild aura of drinking hair and blood. They were all chiefs, generals, and captains of this tribe. They might It's a relative, or a Xianyu that you can rely on after being annexed.

At this time, none of them spoke, but looked at the Central Plains scribe below Khan's left side with fierce and gloomy eyes.

"Maybe we fell into a trap."

Luo Jingbin put down his tea bowl, stroked his beard, and pondered for a moment: "We retreated because we were worried that the main force of King Xia of Yan State was behind us. In the past three days since we came back, I have been thinking that the other party should just let the cavalry move quickly. Come here with his letter to scare the Khan and make people think that he is not far from here with the main force."

"The Yan people are cunning!" A rough Xirong general with a bald head and braids on both sides slapped the small table in front of him.

Another tough Xirong captain cut the mutton, stuffed it into his mouth, grinned, and stared at Luo Jingbin with fierce eyes.

"Then what should we do? Continue to attack Yantang Pass? Or retreat? We can't waste time here."

"If you don't retreat, isn't it that the Khan has summoned so many tribal warriors just waiting for this moment?" Luo Jingbin actually knew in his heart that it was pointless to storm Yantang Pass, and the Xianyu Khan next to him would not be stupid enough to do so. Will listen to him.

But if he wanted both the people of Yan and Xirong to suffer heavy losses, there was only one way.

"Wait, our horses can eat green grass here, we have brought cattle and sheep, and they can enjoy it to their heart's content. If the other party wants to drive us away, they can only come out and fight with us!"

"What if they stay at the city gate without fighting?"

"Yantang Pass is a very important source of tariffs!"

……

Outside the Yantang Guandong city wall, the Yan State military camp seemed unusually quiet, and soldiers on duty could be faintly seen standing motionless between the campfires.

In the dark night, a large number of soldiers led their horses into the city gate quietly, and an infantryman also gathered under the west wall in the city.

Bits of fire illuminated the narrow area. Su Chen urged the war horses to lift the Xia Wang Sword. Lu Bu and Zhao Yun got on their horses. Behind them, rows of wolf cavalry and Yi Cong leading the horses lined up silently and mounted their horses.

A horse came from behind, stampeding through the streets, its cloak flapping.

The moment the city gate opened, Su Chen looked at him: "Champion Hou Dang, be careful all the way. I will lead the main force in front to take over!"

The young general who leaped to the city gate stood upright on horseback, his scarlet helmet tassels fluttering in the night wind. He was wearing crotch armor and had a four-sided Han sword on his waist. He had a handsome face and a hearty laugh.

"Haha, I'll beat this Xirong barbarian like a Huns, so I'll bring the Khan's head to King Xia!"

There was an indescribable sharpness in his brows.

Soon after, cavalry queues rushed out one after another. In the dark night, without any firelight, the huge group of cavalry seemed to be able to see at night, following the young general in front of them and running on the grassland.

"Let's go too!"

Su Chen rushed his horse to the outside of the pass. Zhang Yi, Lei Tong, Zheng He, Anuhu, Li Xuanba, Dian Wei, Li Dian, Qin Qiong... and other generals, commanding the main force of 5000 people, marched across the wilderness in a mighty manner. , surrounding the diagonal part in the distance.

(End of this chapter)