The Golden Family, rising from the Western Regions

Chapter 110 The Beginning of Political Struggle

Inside Hexi Fort, the atmosphere was as tense as a fully drawn bowstring.

The old man stood behind the parapet, watching the movements of the Uliji tribe, his face gloomy and his brows twisted into the shape of the Chinese character "川".

But he never said a word.

But the people around were filled with righteous indignation and demanded to go out and beat up the damn Uliji people.

"Old castle lord, let's fight."

“The Uliji people have already started harvesting our crops.”

"Yes, old castle lord, we can't just watch them take away our food."

"Without food, what will we eat for the next year?"

Everyone was extremely anxious, especially the young men, who were full of vigor and vitality, holding bows and spears tightly in their hands, as if they were ready to rush out at any time to fight the enemy to the death.

In the face of everyone's anger, the old man always had only one word.

"Wait!"

Now there are only a group of old, weak and children left in their Hexi Fort. They can't gain any advantage against the Uliji people and will only suffer unnecessary casualties.

After fighting for so many years, the old man is no longer a young man.

If people are gone, no amount of food will help.

Moreover, there are several thousand acres of grain fields in Hexi Fort and Sanhe Fort together, which the Uliji tribe cannot finish in a few days.

Wait until Li Xiao brings his men back and make these guys vomit out whatever they have eaten.

Just like that, time came to the next day.

Wuliji, who was busy and busy, suddenly heard the report from the scout.

"Han people, there are many Han cavalry coming."

"What? How come you're here so quickly?"

"How many people are there?" Uliji's face suddenly changed and he asked hurriedly.

"At least three or four hundred people."

"Damn it, how come these Han people came so quickly?"

"Xiao Linta clearly promised to keep them for five days." Wuliji said angrily.

But at this time, it was too late to blame Xiao Linta, and it was not advisable to stay here for long.

He quickly called his men and left with the grain they had harvested that day.

On the other side, Li Dashan took the young and strong men of Hexibao back home to prepare for the harvest.

He was originally in a good mood. After all, he had already become a thousand-householder. He just had to wait until the autumn harvest, when all the hundreds and thousands of households were completely formed, and then he could take up his post.

However, he didn't expect that on the way back to Hexi Fort, he received a piece of news that made him furious.

Hexi Fort was surrounded by the Uliji tribe.

"Those bastards are courting death."

With a curse, he immediately led his men to speed up their horses, and they returned to Hexi Fort in less than a day.

Look at the large piece of farmland that has been harvested by the Uliji cavalry, and then look at those guys dragging big bags of grain and fleeing in panic.

Li Dashan's eyes turned red.

He held his spear horizontally and shouted, "Brothers, kill these bastards! Charge!"

They fought against the Naiman people on the front line and made countless contributions, but they didn't expect that when they came back, they found that their house was almost robbed.

Every young and strong man in Hexi was furious. They shouted in unison and rushed towards the encirclement of the Uliji tribe with murderous intent.

The rules of battle between grassland tribes are actually very simple: fight if you can win, run if you can't.

Even if the strength of the two sides is not much different, they will not go to war unless it is absolutely necessary.

Every leader will weigh the pros and cons and consider whether the consequences of going to war can be overcome.

Even if we win, will other tribes take advantage of the situation?

Therefore, most of the wars on the grasslands are pursuit battles and protracted wars.

Therefore, when facing the reinforcements from Hexi, the people of the Uliji tribe subconsciously reacted to run away quickly.

can not fight.

But unlike when they came, when they returned, each horse had a lot more food on its back.

The speed simply cannot be increased.

The pursuers led by Li Dashan and the old man were getting closer and closer.

Wuliji could only grit his teeth and have his people throw away all the food, feeling extremely distressed.

"Damn bastard!"

He was not scolding the old man and Li Dashan, but scolding Xiao Linta.

That guy vowed that he could delay Li Xiao's troops for at least five days.

But unexpectedly, Li Xiao’s reinforcements arrived the next day.

He felt as if he was being played by Xiao Linta.

So, he circled around the grassland with the Hexi cavalry, cursing at them.

At the same time, he sent people to Sanhe Fort to notify the people there to evacuate immediately.

At least we have this day and night. I just hope we can harvest more food over there.

What he didn't expect was that before he could fight with the Hexi cavalry for long, he received even more shocking news.

"Amo, why are you here?"

Looking at his disheveled son in front of him, and then at the terrified tribesmen behind him.

A feeling that something was terribly wrong arose.

A careful observation reveals that he originally left a total of two hundred men in Sanhe Fort, and nearly a thousand elderly, weak, women and children.

But what appeared before his eyes at this moment were only more than a hundred men and five or six hundred women and children.

Not to mention the food in Sanhe Fort, even the cattle, sheep, tents and other supplies of their tribe have all disappeared.

"What's going on, Amo?"

Wuliji opened his eyes wide and said angrily.

But his son looked helpless and said sadly: "We were attacked by the Han people."

"They had more soldiers, so we had no choice but to abandon our food, cattle and sheep, and finally broke out." As a result, half of the troops were killed.

Nearly one hundred soldiers were killed or captured, and it is more likely that four or five hundred elderly, weak, women, and children were captured, or lost during the escape.

In short, the tribe that originally had more than a thousand people has now been defeated by half by the Han people?
Wuliji was completely dumbfounded.

He sat on the horse in a daze, his body shaking, his vision going dark, and he almost fainted.

"Damn, how could this happen?"

Uliji roared angrily.

I originally wanted to take advantage of the opportunity when the Han people had no time to pay attention to it and steal the food from Sanhe Fort.

Unexpectedly, the attempt to steal the chicken ended up costing him half his life.

Having lost all their cattle, sheep and supplies, and nearly half of their population, how can the Uliji tribe survive?

"Father, what should we do?" Amo said with a sad face.

How would Uliji know what to do?
At this moment, all I feel is regret. If I had known this would happen, I should not have come to the Han people's territory.

While they were talking, the Hexi cavalry caught up with them from behind.

On the other side, the scouts reported that the Han troops from Sanhe Fort were about to catch up.

Attacked from both sides, the situation instantly became desperate for the Uliji tribe.

Many women and children in the tribe had become frightened birds, and at this moment most of them were screaming in fear like headless flies and crying.

Seeing this, Wuliji drew his scimitar and shouted loudly, calming everyone down.

Then he issued orders, asking the women and children to move quickly in the direction where there were no Han people.

He led all the soldiers to stay and stop the Han people from pursuing him.

"Warriors, the Han people have killed our relatives, taken our cattle and sheep, and want to put us to death."

As the warhorse beneath him jumped, Uliji shouted loudly, holding a scimitar.

"The Han people want our heads, are you willing to give them to them?"

"I don't want to!"

"I don't want to!"

Wuliji's soldiers shouted loudly. Seeing that the soldiers' fighting spirit began to recover, Wuliji swung his scimitar forward.

"Warriors, follow me."

"kill!"

After being reinforced by more than one hundred soldiers from Sanhe Fort, Uliji's strength has been greatly enhanced.

They are now qualified to compete with the Hexi cavalry.

He wanted to defeat the Han army in front of him as soon as possible before the Han army from Sanhe Fort arrived.

Then go and destroy another group of Han troops.

To die and then to live.

Not only did they want to take back the cattle, sheep, supplies and relatives of the Uliji tribe, but they also wanted to rob all the Han people's food and property in the village.

The situation has reached this point, and both sides need to start taking it seriously.

"Kill~"

The cavalry of the Uliji tribe and the cavalry of Hexi Fort rushed into battle, with shouts of killing shaking the sky and flashes of swords and sabers.

Li Dashan took the lead, with the spear in his hand like a dragon emerging from the sea, piercing straight into the cavalry of the Uliji tribe.

He was filled with rage. Their food was stolen and their home was disturbed. These Uliji people really didn't know how to live or die.

He turned his spear, knocked down an enemy, and then swept away another cavalryman who tried to get close.

Wuliji was not to be outdone. He waved his scimitar, blocking and slashing left and right, leading his soldiers to put up a tenacious resistance.

He knew that this battle was a matter of life and death for the tribe. If they lost, the Uliji tribe would probably be wiped out from the grassland from then on.

"Warriors, for our families, for our cattle and sheep, kill them hard!" His voice echoed on the battlefield, inspiring the soldiers' fighting spirit.

Unfortunately, God's will was not on his side.

Shortly after the two sides fought, a cavalry appeared again on the land of the east.

"Hahaha, the people from Hedong Fort have arrived." Li Dashan laughed.

After learning about the situation of the Uliji tribe, Li Dashan and Luo Ping acted separately, one rushed to Hexi Fort to reinforce, and the other went to Sanhe Fort to eliminate the enemy.

Luo Ping's arrival adds another heavy chip to this unfair battle.

It directly crushed the Uliji tribe.

There are eight thousand households in Jinzhou, and three of them appeared on this battlefield.

Faced with a two-on-one situation, Wuliji, the newly appointed Northern Thousand Household, could only flee in embarrassment.

But Li Dashan had already seen him.

Although they did not know each other, they had cooperated on the Naiman battlefield and must have known each other's appearance and name.

Seeing that Wuliji wanted to escape, Li Dashan drew his bow and shot an arrow in the direction of Wuliji.

He cursed loudly: "Wuliji, I'm your grandma."

But then, Li Dashan angrily swung his arms and cursed in a low voice: "Damn it."

Missed!

After all, Li Dashan is not Li Xiao, and he does not have those miraculous shooting skills.

In addition, the battlefield was quite chaotic at this time and the distance between the two sides was too far.

Therefore, Li Dashan's arrow missed the target and didn't even hit Wuliji's fur.

But on the other side, before Uliji could be happy, another arrow came flying towards him.

Shot him directly in the back.

"Chief, Chief~"

The surrounding soldiers were horrified and immediately helped Uliji back onto the horse after he fell off.

He shouted in fear: "The chieftain has been shot by an arrow, the chieftain has been shot by an arrow."

"Get out quickly."

(End of this chapter)