The elite did not migrate south

Chapter 576 Why run?
Duan Qizhen's expression changed from astonishment, to horror, to confusion, all in just a moment.

When Wen Yang talked about the policy of education, God knows how happy Duan Qizhen was.

They really want to be recruited.

In this bitter and cold place, we suffered humiliation, had no food to eat and no clothes to wear.

His brother had to survive by swallowing other people's phlegm, and his situation was not much better. To put it nicely, he was an adult, but to put it bluntly, he was a poor beggar.

The Duan tribe was a force formed by the Xianbei people who gathered a group of starving people who could not survive. All their achievements were pieced together bit by bit, from nothing to something.

In history, the Duan tribe also worked very hard to integrate into the ruling circle of the Jin Dynasty.

Duan Qizhen's son Duan Wuwuchen actively pledged his allegiance to the Western Jin Dynasty and became the son-in-law of Wang Jun, the governor of Youzhou. Oh, Wang Jun's father was Wang Shen, and Wang Shen's uncle was Wang Chang, the Shangshu Tai.

He later followed Sima Yue, King of Donghai, to fight, and was granted the title of Duke of Liaoxi County and the title of Great Chanyu.

Duan Qizhen's grandson Duan Jilujuan even became a General of Cavalry, which is quite magical.

Their family was even loyal to the Jin Dynasty. When the Han people wanted to capture the emperor's envoys and surrender, Duan Pidi of the Duan tribe cursed him, saying that he had no etiquette and was even worse than himself, a Hu person!

When he was tied up and taken to see Shi Hu, he was unwilling to pay his respects, saying that he had received favors from the Jin Dynasty.

Later, he was named Champion General and received great rewards, but he still wore the court robes of the Jin Dynasty and carried the Jin Festival all day long, lobbying the nearby powerful people and the surrendered Duan clan Xianbei to resist the Jiehu, and was killed.
Although it was the Five Barbarians who invaded China, there were still many upright and loyal people among these barbarians, and of course, there were also quite a few anthropomorphic ones.

Duan Qizhen took over the Duan army at its most difficult time and completed the transition.

Duan Qizhen was looking forward to being incorporated. It would be great if he could be completely annexed by the Wei Dynasty! Maybe in the future his family could even become a county magistrate or something in the Wei Dynasty.
Duan Qizhen actively followed Wen Yang this time, hoping that the other party could say a good word to the emperor so that he could achieve his goal of being educated.

But he never expected that this person would be so arrogant!

The other party didn't even say a word, just didn't dismount to salute, but he was shot through by an arrow!
Duan Qizhen felt a darkness before his eyes.

He suddenly began to regret following the general out. This man was a madman!

This is enemy territory. The enemy still has 30,000 elite cavalry. How dare you shoot them?

Duan Qizhen was not the only one who had the same idea, the Murong tribe on the opposite side also had the same idea.

They already knew the news when Wen Yang entered Liaodong.

They acted quickly and, under Gui She's command, came to intercept the Wei general.

The Murong tribe was unwilling to go against the Wei Dynasty. They just didn't know the identity of the visitor and wanted to stop him and ask him questions.

Unexpectedly, the other party dared to launch an attack directly.

At this moment, the knights could no longer bear it.

Then someone shouted loudly, and then the cavalrymen of Murong's tribe shouted and charged towards Wen Yang.

Just as Duan Qizhen was about to draw his bow, he felt a gust of wind blowing past him. When he reacted, Wen Yang had already rushed out.

Wen Yang, holding a strong bow, launched a charge. The knights followed him silently and charged together.

Duan Qizhen was caught up in it and had no choice but to charge forward.

Unlike the Murong tribe who were shouting and yelling, Wen Yang's cavalrymen did not make any sound, but just stared at the enemy in the distance.

At this moment, Wen Yang rushed forward wildly, but also drew his bow and shot arrows. In Duan Qizhen's terrified eyes, Wen Yang shot three arrows in a row.

The three generals who were standing under the big flag and leading the entire army to charge fell to the ground.

They don't have a full set of armor like Wen Yang and his men.
Then Wen Yang put away his bow and picked up his spear.

The moment the two sides came into contact, Wen Yang swung the spear in his hand, lifted up the Hu man in front of him, and smashed him towards the knights behind him. For a moment, people and horses fell to the ground.

The war horses collided with each other and made a mournful sound.

Wen Yang roared, waving the spear in his hand left and right, with bursts of breaking air sounds, and directly transformed into a battlefield cleaning master. After the spear flew around, a vacuum area appeared in front of him.

Wen Yang spurred his horse again and continued forward.

The knights collided with each other, and Wen Yang continued to advance. Before Duan Qizhen could react, Wen Yang had pierced through the enemy and cut a bloody path out of the enemy.

Wen Yang led the cavalry to continue the charge, then slowly circled around, reached the enemy's flank, and launched another charge.

Duan Qizhen saw Wen Yang advancing left and right, and the enemies along the way fell to the ground one after another, and no one could match him. He was like a tiger entering a sheepfold, and his attacks were fast and heavy, like a millstone, crushing the enemies in front of him one by one.

The enemy's generals were Wen Yang's priority targets. After one round of charge, the enemy had no one to command them. After two charges, this cavalry regiment of a thousand people was directly defeated by Wen Yang.

When they fled in all directions, Wen Yang did not continue to chase them.

He proudly ordered his soldiers to chop off the heads of those generals. Duan Qizhen looked at Wen Yang with a different look in his eyes.

Just now he thought the young man in front of him was a lunatic, but now he felt that it might not be entirely true.
He defeated these cavalrymen of more than a thousand people as easily as cutting melons and vegetables. Not only him, but also the cavalrymen under his command could hit wherever he pointed, and their combat effectiveness was extraordinary. They charged twice in a row and did not fall behind. They could even keep up with the charge rhythm of the commander.

Duan Qizhen hurriedly rode his horse to Wen Yang's side, "General, you are so brave! General, you are so brave!!"

Wen Yang raised his head and said arrogantly, "What's that? These people can only dominate the frontier, they are not my opponents."

He said confidently, "Not to mention here in the frontier, even in the Central Plains, I have never seen an enemy who can fight me for more than three rounds!"

Having said that, Wen Yang suddenly felt helpless.

"I always hear people talk about the past, when there were Marquis Hu and Marquis Gang. The Shu Kingdom also had Guan Yu, Zhang Fei, and Ma Chao. The Wu Kingdom had Taishi Ci, Zhou Tai, and others. They were all brave men. It's a pity that I haven't been able to meet any of them. It's hard to tell who's better."

This is Wen Yang's biggest regret.

When he was very young, he always listened to his father telling stories about the brave generals in the past, such as Guan Yu beheading Yan Liang in battle, Ma Chao leading the way, and Zhang Liao defeating ten thousand with a hundred men. Wen Yang was fascinated by what he heard.

But when he grew up, he no longer met these people. No matter how powerful the people he met were, no one could last three rounds in his hands.

Wen Yang really wanted to find an opponent of equal strength. He thought there might be a few masters among these Xianbei people, but obviously there were not, not even one who could block his spear.

Seeing Wen Yang’s sad face, Duan Qizhen really wanted to curse.

This is too pretentious!
But I have to admit that this person is indeed qualified to pretend.

Duan Qizhen had never seen such a fierce man. When he followed the Wei army to attack Goguryeo, there were also several fierce generals in the Wei army. He had seen them charge into battle, but none of them was as fierce as Wen Yang.

He cleared his throat, interrupting Wen Yang's sadness.

"General, now you should think about how to escape back to Liaoxi!"

"The Murong tribe will soon send more people to attack us. We must return as soon as possible and not chop off their heads again."

Wen Yang was very surprised to hear this.

"Why did you flee back to western Liaoning?"

"I came to Liaodong as the General of Pingxi. This is my jurisdiction, but the tribal leaders here refused to pay me a visit and even sent troops to intercept me. If this happened in the Central Plains, I would have killed all three of their clans!"

"Think about it, if you were patrolling in a city within your department and were surrounded by troops sent by your own county magistrate, could you endure it?!"

Wen Yang asked angrily.

Duan Qizhen replied, "Of course I can't tolerate it. But the Murong tribe is different from the county magistrate!"

"If my county magistrate had 30,000 cavalrymen under his command, I would have endured it!"

Wen Yang couldn't help laughing. He pointed at Duan Qizhen and said to his attendants, "This man is quite straightforward."

He said confidently, "Lord Duan, let me be frank with you. I'm here to deal with the Murong tribe. The Great Wei is in its heyday. How can we allow such a villain to act so recklessly?"

"I won't leave. I'm going to take the initiative to attack!"

He gestured to his knights and said seriously, "Although I only have a little over 500 men around me, these are elite warriors who have fought with me everywhere. In the army, they would at least be centurions! In the frontier army, they would be more than qualified to be marquises! Each of them can fight one against a hundred. You can treat these 500 men as 500,000!"

Duan Qizhen was stunned.

Is this how it is calculated in the Central Plains?
Duan Qizhen looked at Wen Yang in front of him, then looked at the fearless knights behind him, and he fell into silence.

Suddenly, he also made a decision.

"Well, General, you are so brave! Since you want to deal with Murong, how can I retreat?"

He began, "But, General, if you want to defeat Murong, I do have some ideas."

"Oh? Say it!"

Duan Qizhen narrowed his eyes and said seriously, "When the Murong tribe learns of the situation here, they will do three things. The first is to send someone to the Liaodong County Governor to inquire about the situation and demand an explanation."

"The second thing is to send a large army to cut off our retreat and prevent us from escaping."

"The third thing is to gather the tribesmen from all over the country and prepare for battle."

Wen Yang listened to his words and then asked, "What do you mean?"

"If we can head straight for their capital right now, there will probably be very few people left there by the time we arrive."

Wen Yang heard this and laughed out loud, "Alright! Then kill him!"

(End of this chapter)