My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 297: Blade fight before dawn
Looking at Zhao Kuangyi who was talking to his brother, Su Chen frowned when he thought of the other party's secret skills.

The God of Cars in Gaoliang River...it feels outrageous just thinking about it!

And for this emperor, Su Chen actually didn't have much favorable impressions in his heart. After all, the candlelight ax shadow between him and Zhao Kuangyin, regardless of what happened, snatching the throne from his nephew also made Su Chen unhappy.

But now that it's unlocked, I can only accept this fact.

I just don’t know what token he can give.

The army was still marching. In the rickety cart, Su Chen did not disturb Zhao Kuangyi, but discussed the next use of troops with Jia Xu.

"Your Majesty, after such a long time, Luotiang Bagui should have noticed that there is no main force of our army on the front line. There may be other soldiers and horses in the royal court at the moment, but it doesn't matter, it's just bones in a grave."

Having said this, the old man quietly asked Su Chen: "Your Majesty, who is this emperor in future generations?"

"We have been apart from Cao Wei for a long time, but there is some doubt about his accession to the throne."

"It's just that the position is incorrect!?"

Su Chen nodded, "It does feel like something is wrong..."

Cough!

Zhao Kuangyi coughed twice, turned around and sat down next to Su Chen, with a rather embarrassed look on his face, "If you say bad things behind your back, can other people involved hear you?"

"I know what you think about me, but..." Zhao Kuangyi gritted his teeth, "I also followed my brother in the north and south. When he was there, I never had any wrong thoughts, but you said that I would conquer the world. One share, why should I let it go... I envy my brother and long to be like him..."

He paused for a moment: "...I also want to be as accomplished as my elder brother."

At this point, Zhao Kuangyi seemed unwilling to say any more. He took out a token from his sleeve and handed it to Su Chen. The token was golden and had the word 'Yang' written on it.

"I feel guilty for this old guy's family."

Zhao Kuangyi handed the token to Su Chen, and his figure gradually dissipated, turning into a wisp of smoke and flying back to the tribute table.

Yang?
A family during the Northern Song Dynasty?

Could it be Yang Jiye's family?
But now, Su Chen doesn't want to recruit generals to surround the Luotang tribe. He has Zhao Yun, Li Xuanba, Li Jing, Zhang Yi, Qin Qiong, Yuchi Gong, Ge Shuhan, Dian Wei, and Xu Chu around him, which is enough.

"But most of them are veterans..."

When Su Chen murmured with his eyes closed, a scout came over to report. Wu Zixun then relayed: "Your Majesty, General Li has sent a scout over. The front team has entered the grassland of the Luotang tribe."

On the chair, Su Chen suddenly opened his eyes.

"...I don't want to think about it anymore. Now that we're here, let's get ready to fight!" Su Chen suddenly stood up from the chair. The big chair behind him was pushed back a little by the movement of standing up, and he walked on both sides of the cart. Dian Wei and Xu Chu on the side turned their heads to look over.

Su Chen walked to the chariot, took the large cloak that Wu Zixun handed him from the horse, and swung it around his body, "Instruct the soldiers behind to speed up their pace and get to the front immediately. There are also Zhao Yun and Huo Qubing's troops who rushed in first." The grassland under the jurisdiction of the Luotang tribe is to clean up the herdsmen along the way, and Li Xuanba is the vanguard of the front army!"

After issuing various combat orders at a very fast speed, Su Chen stood on the edge of the chariot, holding the Xia Wang Sword. He looked at the white scenery in front of him that gradually disappeared, and the green grassland gradually came into view.

"It's time for these Xirong people to see how barbaric our troops are in this battle!"

On the side of the main force of Youyan and Tang's troops who were marching continuously, the cavalry galloped up the nearby snow slope and blew the horn.

woo-

woohoo-

On one side of the main march, more than 8000 Yulin riders rode on the snow that had not melted away on the turf. Above the white horses wrapped in cold cotton in front, figures in silver armor and white robes sat on the horses, gently wiping them. Passing the gun point, the snow-white gun head reflected a handsome face, and the short beard on the chin was mixed with snowflakes and fluttered slightly in the wind.

His name is Zhao Yun. He was just a small person who came out of Zhending many years ago. However, the past is no longer important. During the time of being indifferent, he learned to be calm and how to lead an army. It is a pity that he has no use for it. , after all, it is still too little.

Now, now is different.

The sound of the horn sounded, and he raised his face. On one side, Huo Qubing galloped past.He was holding a gun on horseback, looking at the figure galloping away. Seeing that the heroes of the late Han Dynasty were yearning for the young general, Zhao Yun grinned and followed closely, holding up the gentian. Gun, took a deep breath, then exhaled, raising his voice to the extreme.

"accelerate--"

The running cavalry was like a torrent running wildly. The successive victories made everyone's eyes firm and fanatical. They held the cold spears and sprinted forward. At the moment when mud was splashed, countless voices shouted and turned into a thunder "Kill!" "

Huo Qubing galloped ahead and looked back, with a smile on his face, "Haha, that's it, keep up!"

In the direction where a large number of cavalry passed, the marching army was gathering. The old commander Li Jing was riding on his mount, his eyes fiercely sweeping over the two troops who were gathering.
“Since we entered the grassland, we have been unstoppable along the way, and the enemies have fallen like grass before our blades. It is not because they are weak, but because we have used strategies to catch them off guard. But this time, there may be a tough battle to be fought. "

Li Jing pulled out his sword, slowly raised his arm, and raised it, "Are you afraid?"

"Don't be afraid!" The soldiers of Youyan Army and Tang Army shouted almost at the same time.

"I don't think you are afraid either!"

Li Jing's voice was full of ambition. "If you're alive, we'll see you in Yanjing. If you're dead, we'll see you at the monument!"

"Yes!"

On the assembled grassland, Li Xuanba banged his hammers and roared wildly and fiercely. Zhang Yi, Qin Qiong, Yu Chigong, and Ge Shuhan were relatively restrained. At this time, there was also solemnity. The entire array became solemn, and there was already gold. With the smell of Ge Tiema, they immediately led their troops and horses to head south.

The densely running cavalry took the lead and headed south. The sound of hoofbeats gradually roared, grass clippings and snow swirled between the iron hooves, and the coats on their armor rose and fell as they ran.

"It feels so good to be able to fight on the grassland." Huo Qubing was riding on horseback, feeling the cold wind blowing on his face.

……

At this time, the sun was gradually setting towards the west, and the dim yellow light exuded red.

Luotang Bugui was supported by the maid and walked to the tent. He raised his head and looked at the sky, "Where do you think they killed them?"

The nobles of the Luoting Royal Court did not speak.

Previously, news of asking for help had been sent to the front line, and defenses had also been prepared here. Many horses were built, as well as sword chariots unique to the Central Plains Dynasty, and a large number of arrows were also prepared.

Almost everyone on the grassland can draw a bow. With the help of the tribe's camp and the cavalry supporting them, they should be able to hold on until the reinforcements come back.

While thinking about it, the sound of horse hooves was heard in the distance, and a scout rode towards the king's tent. Luoting Bagui raised his hand to stop the soldiers who wanted to intercept, and let the scout come over.

"Khan, there are traces of Yan's cavalry in the north."

Around him, the nobles of the Luotang tribe did not dare to express their opinions at will. They watched quietly as the old man asked the scouts to go down. The nobles turned around and were helped back to their seats by the maids. With a smile on their faces, they said: "Look, what you told me is true." Same? Now that they are here, let’s entertain them well in the royal court!”

As soon as the words fell, the cavalry of the Lutang tribe outside the royal court mobilized, the herdsmen from the tribe carried the horses and hid them in the tent, and more than 20 carts were set up around the royal tent.

Dusk is falling.

Scouts were sent into the distance one by one, and the surging cavalry slowed down on the dark grassland. Huo Qubing looked at the outline of the huge tribe in the distance.

"He doesn't really think that we will charge in, does he?" Huo Qubing laughed. He turned around and looked at the groups of cavalry behind him: "Get the rockets ready!"

Night fell.

Tens of thousands of Youyan troops, Tang troops, and Shengnu people were divided into several teams, led by Li Xuanba, Qin Qiong, Zhang Yi, Yuchi Gong, and Ge Shuhan. They dispersed across the grassland like silent streams and slowly surrounded the tribes in the distance.

Su Chen stood on the ancestral coffin and watched the soldiers under his command marching forward in the night and in the wilderness, with the front and back hardly visible.

"After dawn, the grassland changes hands!"

(End of this chapter)