Strictly speaking, the terrain of Hengshan is not a mountain range, but an ancient plateau. After years of cutting through flowing water and erosion of soil, it has become a broken terrain with thousands of ravines. It is really complicated. If it weren't for the generations living in this fragmented plateau, it would seem like it was a maze that would have entered it, and it would be impossible to understand the east, south, west and north.

During the Northern Song Dynasty, the ethnic groups living in the Hengshan area were called Hengshan Qiang, also known as the Hengshan Fan tribe. It is difficult to figure out whether their blood ties are Qiang people, Tubo, Dangxiang, or Han people. Perhaps all kinds of blood ties are included.

It is probably because the bad situation they lived in was really bad, and since the decline of the Tang Dynasty, this mountainous land with thousands of ravines has become a lawless place. Countless kings of mountainous lands emerged, and countless fighting tribes of Hengshan were formed.

The rise of the Western Xia robber regime and the wealth and weakness of the Northern Song Dynasty gave the kings the opportunity to follow the big robbers to be small robbers.

Therefore, the barren Hengshan area has always been the best place for infantry and military service in Xixia, and Hengshan Bubazi comes from this. The kings of mountain valleys, large and small, made great fortunes because they followed the Western Xia to rob the Han people. Over the past few decades, they have become accustomed to the lifestyle of treating the Han people as prey.

Even though most of the Hengshan area has been included in the territory of the Song Dynasty, the Hengshan Fan tribe living there is still loyal to the Western Xia and oppose the Song Dynasty. After all, wolves will not be ruled by sheep unless the sheep turn into tigers!

The Song Dynasty is definitely not a tiger that can bite people. Although many generals and sects in the Western Army fought with these foreign tribes for decades, they had already fought with the deep blood hatred and wanted to kill them all. However, the civil servant system of the Northern Song Dynasty would not allow such a thing to happen... So the foreign tribes here were injured, but they were not beaten to death, and at the same time, they were in the painful process of going from extravagance to frugality because there was no opportunity for robbery.

Therefore, the people of Hengshan are still in Xixia at present. After all, the robber country of Xixia is the only big thief who can take the Hengshan Fan tribe to rob the Han people!

Because people's hearts belong to Xia, Hengshan, with thousands of ravines and ravines, is not a big obstacle to Chage's army. There is no mountain that can block the north-south transportation, but only countless ravines with all connections.

Even the Song army, who was best at building cities, did not have the ability to build enough castles to block countless gullies here.

The only way is to send out countless sentry detectives to stare at every gully and every foreign tribe.

On a desolate loess plateau, the young Han Wu stood in the cold wind, staring at the stars of fire in the distance.

It is the time of the ugliness, with the cold weather and everything hiding. The thieves from the Hengshan Fan tribe will not go out on torches at this time.

Look at the number of torches. The number of thieves in action is not 3500, but they are afraid there are several thousand, right?

Thousands of numbers are almost impossible for the Hengshan Fan tribe to gather together. If those kings of the mountain valley have hundreds of strong men, they can be called a big leader and seek a small official position in the Song Dynasty or the Western thieves.

Han Wu, a young archer who grew up in the border area of ​​Yan'an and grew up smelling wolf smoke since childhood, immediately knew what was going on? He trembled, not knowing whether it was because of nervousness or the upcoming war.

This is his first formation of Han Wu!

"Fire long! Fire long!"

Han Wu seemed to be crazy and ran on the high loess plateau, yelling loudly while running.

Here, there are seven or eight small, slope-shaped single-person tents in the center of the loess plateau. The small tents surrounded the city in a circle, and a bonfire was lit in the middle, baking several small tents warmly. In each tent, there is an archer sleeping with his head covered.

The young Han Wu's mind was blank, and only the idea of ​​the Western thief attacking was left. He couldn't remember which tent his fire-long Han Short Tiger was in, so he simply overturned them one by one.

The archers who were sleeping soundly inside suddenly made the north wind stir up, and they were all disturbed by Qingmeng, and they immediately started to scold.

"Zhi Niang, which bird is lifting the tent?"

"It's Han Wu, is this little pickled product crazy, right?"

"Han Wu, what are you doing with your pickled chaos?"

Han Wu had a while and was already a little awake. He quickly pointed to the north and jumped and said, "The Western thief is here! It's the Western thief who is here, thousands, maybe tens of thousands..."

"You little killer, how crazy you are in the middle of the night? Where did the Western thief come from? The Western thief have already scared us!"

"Shi Laosi, you are blind and look over there by yourself!"

The archer, who was called Shi Laosi by Han Wu, stood up and squinted his eyes and looked north. He immediately shouted like Han Wu: "Are you really a thief... so many of them, where did you come from?"

Han Shorthu, who was ten years older than Han Wu, was only as tall as Han Wu's shoulders, also saw countless torches, forming three fire dragons in the darkness, moving forward like flowing in the gullies of Hengshan, and at a very fast speed!

"Western thief!" Han Aihu jumped up, "Hurry, pack up, let's go to Saimenzhai to report the news!

Shi Laosi, don’t stand there and put out the fire... You can’t let the Western thief touch it in the light!"

The fire was quickly destroyed by Shi Laosi, and the loess plateau suddenly fell into darkness.

At this moment, in the rolling fire dragon in the middle, several pairs of sharp eyes were looking at the place where the fire light was extinguished.

Xiao Heda took his gaze back and looked at King Cha Ge of Jin who was one horse-headed ahead of him and said, "Master, this group of Song Gou who missed the net is not sleeping, and he has discovered that we are."

Of course, the Hengshan Fan tribe, a part of the loyalty to the Western Xia, sent good men to touch the Song army's posts. However, the terrain here is too broken, with real ravines and ravines. Even the Fan tribe who lived here for generations, dare not say that he could touch every hill and earth plateau. Moreover, the Song army's posts were mobile, so it was unlikely that they could completely clean up.

But so what? I came over Hengshan with a 40,000 army. How many Song archers were there in Saimen Village? If I had to die, I could only hold on to one or two thousand. How could I stop it?

"It's okay." Brother Cha smiled coldly, "Li E, how far is this place from Saimen Village?"

"We will arrive at noon tomorrow! Even if the Song people knew that the king was coming, they would not be able to mobilize troops and deploy defenses."

Brother Cha asked another older leader of the foreign tribe beside him: "Captain Li Da, how many people have he collected?"

"Report to the king, our thirteen foreign tribes in Yanzhou have long been looking forward to the return of Dabai Gaoguo! But when you came, you were so anxious that you were really anxious that there were not many people. Only thousands of people from the head of Xiaochen have already picked up the knife bow and are willing to drive the king forward!"

A foreign tribe could not draw thousands of people in any way. This leader of Li Da was probably gathering the elderly, weak, women and children in the tribe, and barely gathering more than 2,000 people, which was called thousands.

Of course, Brother Cha knew it well, but he would not attack the enthusiasm of Chief Li Da. He smiled and said, "Okay! The Chief is indeed brave! When you set up Semen Village, you will let your family grab an hour first!"

"Thank you, the king!"

Brother Cha nodded, and a ferocious expression appeared on his young face under the torch: "Tell the three armies to go quickly! Be sure to kill to Saimen Village before noon tomorrow!"

"Here!"

Saimen Village is located upstream of Yanshui, about 200 miles from Yan'an Prefecture City Fushi, and is on the shortcut to attack Yan'an from Hengshan.

In the first year of Kangding (1040), Wei Ming Yuanhao attacked Yanzhou here and defeated Liu Ping and Shi Yuansun's troops in Sanchuankou. If the weather had not turned cold and the wind and snow suddenly rose, Yanzhou would have become the territory of Xixia long ago!

The reason why Brother Cha chose Saimen Village this time was not only a lot of plunder, but also had the intention of attacking Saimen to threaten Yan'an to force the Song army to retreat from Yinzhou.

...

The Saimen Village can no longer be defended!

When Han Wu rode an old horse that was foaming at the vicinity of Tumen Pass north of Semen Village, the young man who had only been an archer for a while knew that Semen Village would be lost.

Because Han Wu himself is the archer of Saimen Village, he is very familiar with the situation of this marginal mountain village.

Although after the Battle of Sanchuankou in the early years, Saimen Village was the focus of defense for the Western Army archers, and a large number of archers had always been deploying defenses at Saimen Village and Tumen Pass north of Saimen Village. However, as the Song army continued to make progress in Hengshan and Wudinghe areas, the defense of Saimen Village became increasingly negligent.

Gradually, acting as an archer in Saimen Village has become a good deal. The 200 acres of land does not have to pay rent and tax, and even renting it out can make the family live without any food and clothing. Moreover, Saimen Village will not be attacked by Western thieves, which is a great place.

And a good place, naturally, some people want to squeeze in, even if they "dedicate" part of the 200 acres to Shangguan... For example, Han Wu's 200 acres were not taken, and half of them were given to his boss!

The remaining 100 acres were actually enough to raise him a single boy. However, those archers with families had to deduct equipment and train to save expenses, and rent land to increase income.

In this case, their combat effectiveness is naturally not guaranteed!

"Old Wu!"

Just as Han Wu and others were waiting for the Tumen to close and open the door and let them enter, Han Aihu from his clan suddenly called him.

"Brother Hu, what?" Han Wu asked.

Han Aihu's voice was very low, and he obviously knew something was wrong, "I'll give you a chance to find a loess plateau to stare at the main road. If the Western thief arrives, I'll report it immediately."

What is this errand?

Han Wu was stunned. The Western thief was about to reach Tumen Pass, and could he still avoid the watchtower on the pass?

"Go quickly!" Han Aihu roared, "If there is a future, remember to take care of my mother!"
Chapter completed!