At the beginning, I gave up my military power with a cup of wine, and I ascended the throne

Chapter 36 Demonic Knife Ancestor
The tribes that Xiao Han mentioned are all located between Xiliang and Shule River.

If these tribes can be successfully wiped out, Xiliang's territory will be extended westward by at least 800 miles.

When Zhou Tai thought of this possibility, he couldn't help it. He looked at Xiao Han with burning eyes and said, "General, I want to fight you."

"Da Zhou, you are just a captain of the infantry, why are you joining in the fun?"

Liao Huan's eyes widened: "Could it be that he rode a horse on the way, and dismounted to charge into the battle when he arrived at the destination?"

The relationship between the few of them is pretty good, so they can afford to make such jokes.

Zhou Tai was not annoyed and smiled, "It's not impossible."

It’s not that the Xiliang infantry are incapable of riding and shooting, but compared to the cavalry, they have less training.

Usually they are training in swordplay and spear formations.

"Zhou Tai, did you see anything?"

Xiao Han smiled.

"Ah."

Zhou Tai nodded: "If I am not mistaken, the general wants to take over the territory between the border town and the Shule River."

"Then we will use the Shule River as a barrier to resist the three Shatuo tribes in the west."

"Yes."

Xiao Han nodded: "The Shule River is swift and over a hundred feet wide. There is only one place with rocks and open terrain, which is wide enough for war horses to cross the river."

"If we build a city on the pile of rocks and station several thousand infantrymen there, we can stop the three Shatuo tribes."

"By then, the fertile land of a thousand miles of grassland will be in our hands. We can attack when we advance or defend when we retreat."

"It was thanks to the natural barrier of the Shule River that the Tiele tribe was able to retreat safely from the hands of the Shatuo Rongnu tribe."

Hear the words.

The generals' breathing became rapid. Whoever could grab the position of the main general this time would be the first to achieve success.

Xiao Han glanced at the few people and understood their thoughts clearly. He said leisurely: "This is the combat deployment for this year. There is no rush."

"The Tiele tribe is the strongest, so we will attack them last. We will attack the three medium-sized tribes, the Ashina tribe, the Naiman tribe, and the Kerait tribe first."

He paused and continued, "We also wiped out the small tribes east of the Shule River."

"General, when will the battle begin?"

Lu Ju asked.

“Before the snow melts.”

Xiao Han said: "The people of the grassland must have guessed that we are going to use military force against them this year, but they must have thought that we would wait until the snow melts before we take action."

"But I won't. I will catch them off guard before the snow melts."

"In this battle, we will not move the palace soldiers, and all the battles will be fought by the Black Armor Army."

He made a strong statement.

"General, please select your generals."

Lu Ju is ready to go.

"it is good."

Xiao Han nodded slightly: "Chen Gong."

"The humble position is here."

Chen Gong stood up, looking ecstatic, and winked at everyone.

But the next moment, he couldn't be happy anymore.

"Stand at Qimen Pass."

"what."

Chen Gong's face immediately fell.

"Haha."

Lu Ju, Shi Qing and others burst into laughter.

"During this expedition, there is no guarantee that the Northern Wei will not take the opportunity to march south. The Qimen Pass where you are stationed is of utmost importance."

Xiao Han tried to comfort him earnestly.

Chen Gong felt better, but he was still unhappy and extremely depressed.

"Gao Li, Zhuge Shou, Zhou Tai, Zhao Mule, the four of you are in charge of this battle. I will not ask you who to attack first or how to attack. You can discuss it among yourselves."

Say it.

He sat down, picked up the teacup, moistened his throat, and then continued: "Anyway, there are only 10,000 Black Armor Army, all of them are yours, I just want the result."

"no problem."

The four people who were called were overjoyed.

"Me, and me."

Lu Ju quickly asked: "General, what should I do?"

"You will be stationed in Wuyang, commanding 7,000 soldiers, and be ready to support them at any time."

Lu Ju wanted to cry but had no tears. He huddled into a corner with Liao Huan, staring at each other.

"You are all responsible for the rest. If anyone makes a mistake, military law will be ruthless." After saying that, he put his hands behind his back and slowly left the room.

Xiao Han was not afraid that they would make mistakes.

Let’s not talk about Zhou Tai and Zhao Mule for now.

Any one of these people, Lu Jushiqing, can stand on his own.

When he was in the northern border of Jiyou, commanding thousands of troops was as easy as drinking cold water, and dealing with a few grassland tribes was not a problem at all.

……

Leave the Governor's Mansion.

They arrived at the underground prison at the bottom of the lake, where the Northern Wei masters captured by Dayueer and Xueying were locked up.

"General."

The guards of the dungeon were all veteran soldiers brought from Yuyang, the elite among the elite.

The dungeon was extremely spacious, and its walls were made of molten iron and bluestone, making them indestructible.

Each cell holds a Northern Wei master.

There are men and women, there are heroes from the righteous path, and there are also evil old demons from the evil path.

"let me go."

"who are you?"

"Why did you arrest me and bring me here?"

Someone wailed.

Some people were silent.

Someone is angry.

Unfortunately, they were wearing shackles and shackles, their internal strength was sealed, and even their scapula were pierced by steel chains, the other end of the chains were embedded in the iron wall.

No matter how strong you are, it is impossible to break free.

These people were not strangers to Xiao Han. Every time he came, some people would be taken away, and some would be able to return to the cell alive.

But some people will become a corpse and be dragged out of the dungeon.

No one knew the man's name or where he was.

But they knew that this man was a devil, and even if he returned to the cell alive, he would be seriously injured.

"Master, what are you practicing today?"

Dayueer walked out from the depths of the dungeon, with a charming face, swaying waist, and a blood-stained whip in her hand.

Those beautiful eyes were full of charm, but unfortunately in the eyes of those Northern Wei masters in the dungeon, Dayue'er was no different from a devil.

It was this woman who captured them.

“It’s getting bigger again.”

Xiao Han pinched her, and she said coquettishly: "Not now, the slave's work is not finished yet, wait until night, the slave will serve the master well."

"Practice swordplay."

He retracted his palm: "A few days ago, the guy who claimed to be able to cut a river with one sword was too weak."

"Hehe, today I'll pick a stronger one for the master."

Dayueer licked her lips and glanced at the surrounding cells. Those Northern Wei masters were all terrified.

"Just him."

The white jade finger pointed at a white-haired old man.

"Master, this man is nicknamed the Demonic Knife Ancestor. He is good at using a deer-staff knife. He ranks in the top 20 in the Northern Wei Dynasty in terms of magic, and his knife skills are in the top five."

"Cough cough."

The iron gate opened, and the old man stood up tremblingly, his eyes turned white and a strange laugh came out of his mouth.

A pair of dead fish eyes stared at Xiao Han.

Two soldiers opened the shackles and shackles on his body, untied the chain on his scapula, and took him to the depths of the dungeon, where there was a training platform.

"laugh."

Xiao Han casually pulled out a long and narrow steel knife from the weapon rack. The blade was snow-white and not stained with dust.

He made some casual moves with the knife, and the steel knife made a crisp sound.

The two old soldiers released the white-haired old man, and Dayueer took out a bamboo stick from behind her and threw it to the old man.

With his hands folded across his chest and a slight smile on his lips, he looked at the Demon Sword Master with great interest.

"Boy, don't regret it when you die under my knife."

The old man spoke with a strange smile.

As soon as he finished speaking, the deer stick knife was drawn.

His sword was inside the bamboo stick, and his sword skills were extremely fast.

Almost in an instant, a long and narrow staff knife appeared in front of Xiao Han.

(End of this chapter)