Luojian, Caiqiao Beach, West Bank.
Zhai Bin, who has hair as white as frost and snow and can't even open his eyes, is actually riding on a tall mount. His slightly narrowed eyes are staring at a mile away, under the moonlight, all over his body.
The soldiers of the Beifu, who all reflected the light, had three flags embroidered with flying leopards, giant bears and horned deers fluttering in the air. Behind the formation, a large flag embroidered with a tiger descending from the mountain with its teeth and claws hanging on its forehead, stood still solemnly, occasionally.
But there was a breeze blowing by, and the tiger's blood-red tongue was frightening.
An old man of medium height who is nearly sixty years old, wrapped in a sheepskin jacket, is Zhai Bin's eldest nephew Zhai Zhen. Zhai Bin has had no children in his life, and this eldest nephew is his heir. Since Zhai Bin is nearly eighty years old, he has already passed away.
Already in a state of semi-retirement, most of the affairs of the clan are handled by Zhai Zhen, but this southern expedition is related to the future of the Zhai clan. Zhai Bin ignored his advanced age and went on the expedition himself. But now, this
The old fox, who has been in battle for a long time, can already guess the battle situation there from the soaring fire and killing sounds in the direction of the camp, as well as the screams in Di language. What is even more frightening is that a Beifu army of more than a thousand people
, but has already appeared in front of him. Perhaps the Zhai clan's Ding Ling tribe has reached its most dangerous time.
Zhai Zhen gritted his teeth and looked around. The nearly 10,000 tribesmen had now been divided into two groups. More than 2,000 people were still blocking the water to guard against the Jin army who might attack on the opposite side. The main force of 8,000 people had already
Turning to the north, they set up a formation to face these Beifu troops. However, the faces of almost every Ding Ling soldier were full of fear and uneasiness. The screams floating in the wind from the north obviously came from the mainly Di people.
The Qin army made these soldiers tremble every time, and the surging stream sounded like thousands of horses galloping.
Zhai Bin sighed softly, closed his eyes, and murmured: "Is it true that our Ding Ling tribe is really going to be here this time?"
Zhai Zhen said quickly: "No, uncle, it's not like this. If it really doesn't work, we can run away. We can keep the green hills and don't worry about running out of firewood."
Zhai Bin opened his eyes, and a ray of light flashed through, piercing Zhai Zhen: "Is it your Sima Xianyu who gave you advice again? Humph, I told you a long time ago that this kid has evil intentions and is full of bad intentions.
It’s not a good misfortune. It’s because we listened to his bullshit this time that we followed the Qin army southward and ended up in this situation now!”
Zhai Zhen sighed: "This can't be blamed on Xianyu Sima. Who would have expected that Liang Cheng's 40,000 elite troops could not stop the Jin army's attack? Listening to this momentum, the Beifu army is afraid that the entire army will be dispatched, and the king of heaven will suddenly
We won't be able to get there in a while, all we can do now is save ourselves."
Next to Zhai Zhen, there was a big man in his forties with a sinewy face. He was Zhai Liao, the son of Zhai Zhen. He was as loud as a jackal. He didn't know whether he was talking or quarreling. He shouted in a rough voice: "Ah Da,
Don't raise others' ambitions and destroy your own prestige. These Beifu soldiers only seem to be more than a thousand people. If eight of us beat one of them, we may not lose. Even if we can't defeat them, we can still evacuate. How can we call it self-rescue?
"
Zhai Bin cursed angrily: "You little bastard, shut up! How many battles have you fought? Just bragging about it. On the battlefield, one elite soldier can be worth a hundred, and a hundred bastard soldiers can't defeat one. Look at it.
With their equipment, their formation, and their murderous aura, are we able to defeat them?"
Zhai Liao was still unconvinced and curled up his lips: "I don't think these Jin troops are anything special. Please give me an order and let my grandson lead two hundred warriors to attack him. If he can't beat him, let's talk about it."
Zhai Zhen also said in a deep voice: "Ah Da, this guy still has some courage. Why don't we let them rush in first?"
Zhai Bin frowned and shook his head: "No, now that these Jin troops have arrived on the battlefield, they have not attacked. Logically speaking, the victorious army should attack our unmotivated troops as quickly as possible, but they
We haven't fought yet. It looks a little strange. We don't want to take the initiative to attack. Zhai Liao, go and check if there are any Jin ambushes on our original evacuation route. Also, Zhai Zhen, gather all the horses.
Let me, the children of the Zhai clan, ride on them. If something changes, even if the army is not wanted, we, the Zhai family, will still have to rush out."
Zhai Liao muttered and rode away, while Zhai Zhen sighed: "Ada, I'm not talking about you as a child. These more than ten thousand strong men are most of the men in the tribe. If we lose this battle, then our tribe will
But it’s so hard to get back up, are you really willing to let it go?”
A cold light flashed in Zhai Bin's eyes: "You know nothing! When the Shizhao Empire was destroyed, your Ada tribe was even worse than it is now. Not only were all the men dead, but there were no women or children left.
A few, but I escaped with more than 2,000 people. In the end, I relied on robbing homes and robbing the refugees and people who were brought down by the tribe in the troubled times, and I regained my life. These tribesmen are not as good as the lives of our Zhai family.
It’s important. As long as we have our own lives in the future, there will always be a day to rebuild the tribe. But if our own lives are lost, then they will join other people’s tribes or countries and become other people’s tribesmen. What does it have to do with us?
?”
Zhai Zhen was stunned for a while after hearing this: "Ah Da, why didn't you tell your child this before?"
Zhai Bin sighed: "The world has been relatively peaceful these years, and our tribe has not faced such a crisis. So I tell you to stay away from that Xianyu Qiu. He is an outsider, and his ideas may not be from our perspective.
Only those of us named Zhai are our relatives."
Zhai Zhen gritted his teeth: "I understand. Ah Da, I'm going to find the horse now. Then I'll leave the tribe behind and we can escape first, how about that?"
Zhai Bin shook his head: "Don't worry, let's start a real fight. I don't think this Jin army wants to kill us all. Maybe we can throw all the looted treasures here in exchange for our whole army being able to fight."
Retreat! By the way, I heard that there are many refugees from the Lianghuai and Huaihe areas in the Beifu Army. These guys have dealt with us before. Liu Yu, who came to our tribe before, I heard that he has done well there.
If God opens his eyes and this man named Liu happens to be the general of this army, then we will be saved!"
Zhai Zhen laughed: "Ah Da, don't have such a sweet dream. Didn't Murong Lin say it last time? Because Liu Yu lost Shouchun, he has been reduced to a soldier now. How can he become a general! What do you expect?
He might as well count on Tan Pingzhi and Wei Yongzhi."
A trace of disappointment flashed in Zhai Bin's eyes: "Oh, I can't even dream about it."
While they were talking, a man walked towards the Jin army with his head held high, a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and said loudly: "My old friend Tan Pingzhi, please show me your leader Zhai Bin!"
This chapter has been completed!