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Three hundred and fortieth chapters wielding a knife

The animalistic mentality of Hu Yi is not the same as that of Hua, and Xianbei is the most prosperous. Deng Aigou wanted to gain temporary benefits without worrying about future troubles, so tens of thousands of Xianbei were scattered between Yong and Liang. This was bound to cause harm.

——The Biography of Fu Xuan in Volume 47 of "Book of Jin".

After the Han Yonghe Qiang Rebellion, Shuofang County, Yunzhong County, Dingxiang County, Wuyuan County, Shangjun, Beidi County, Xihe County and other important towns in the Hetao were successively invaded by the Qiang, Hu and Xiongnu Xianbei.

There are three strongest tribes in Xianbei, Hexi, namely Baldy, Qifu and Lujie.

There were more than 70,000 Lujie tribe in Gaopingchuan (now the Qingshui River Basin of Ningxia), with tens of thousands of troops.

Since Shikakubu occupied Xitai, it was like a mouse getting into the oil tank, and it was rapidly expanding.

The number of herders originally numbering a few thousand tents has swelled to more than 70,000 in the past twenty years.

Compared with the wind and rain in the grasslands and deserts, the life in Xitao was so good that the leader, Lu Jie Ganda, had become fatter and fatter over the years, with his fat body piled together like a worm.

"Yang Zheng is a greedy wolf in the northwest. He is both fierce and cunning. Now that he has raised his troops, he will never give up. The leader of the clan must be careful and vigilant." Hu Fen reminded.

Lujie Ganda glanced sideways at Hu Fen, and then looked outside the tent. The cold wind was howling, the sky was gloomy, and it seemed that a heavy snowfall was about to fall.

Naturally, he had the confidence to take in Hu Fen.

If you are more ambitious and side with the Luoyang court, then attacking Wuwei is justifiable!

This deal is such a good deal.

If it hadn't been for several heavy snowfalls at the end of last year, which froze to death many livestock in the Lujie tribe, they would have already taken the lead in sending troops southward at this moment.

Of course, those who have this idea include Bald Hair, the Qifu tribe, the Lushui Hu Juqu tribe in the west, and the Xiongnu Yulu tribe, all of whom are ready to make a move.

They have been secretly communicating with each other for a long time, but they were temporarily dormant because of the cold weather.

"Yang Zheng is indeed as ferocious as a wolf, but our people, men, women, old and young, can mount their horses and shoot. If he doesn't come, we will fight him when the weather is warm. Since he is here, we might as well let them endure the cold for a few more days. His Even if I order some men and horses, it won’t be enough for me to spread my teeth!” Lujie Ganda used a knife to pick the meat between his teeth.

A mouth of jagged yellow teeth made Hu Fen feel a little disgusted.

But people under the eaves had to lower their heads, "Yang Zheng came with a small army. The leader of the clan can surround and kill him with his troops. Why wait until the weather is warm and something unexpected happens?"

Lujie Ganda put down the knife, the fat on his face squeezed together, and he was a little unhappy, "You are from the Central Plains and don't understand the rules of the grassland. In winter and spring, the war horses are weak and cannot be ridden to fight."

Hu Fen sadly said goodbye and returned to his own song.

Two or three years ago, when he was appointed governor of Liangzhou, how high-spirited he was? All the tribes in Hexi were so timid that they did not dare to express their dignity in front of him.

At that time, Hu Fen was young and vigorous, with great pride in his heart, and often used Huo Qiaoqi to encourage himself.

However, two or three years later, he lost his city and his land, and his tribe had less than a thousand people left. He was so depressed that he had to rely on others.

Hu Fen looked up at the gray sky and exhaled a long sullen breath, "Pack up your bags immediately and leave here quickly."

"Didn't the general say that the military power could be restored with the help of the Xianbei people?" the subordinate asked in confusion.

Hu Fen shook his head, "Yang Zheng will definitely come, and the Lujie tribe will be defeated! The Xianbei people cannot be relied upon. We should cross the river and return to peace, and then try to achieve further results."

If it were in the past, Hu Fen would never retreat no matter what, with the more than a thousand pieces in his hands.

But when people are in despair, their courage becomes weak.

That evening, Hu Fen led his troops to escape from Gaopingchuan.

In the gloomy world, a scout had already been watching them.

"Report to the general, Hu Fen has escaped from Lujie's tribe." The chief scout ordered decisively.

"only!"

A spring snow did not dampen the enthusiasm of the soldiers.

——Or animal nature.

Yang Zheng was actually rewarding the entire army in another way.

"Report to the general, Hu Fen has left Gaopingchuan. The Lujie tribe is not aware of our army's arrival and is lax in its preparedness." The scout was riding on his horse, his young face was red from the cold, and every time he said a word, he would spit out a cloud of white air.

Yang Zheng nodded and looked back at his soldiers for the last time.

The enemy has tens of thousands of people, but our own side has less than ten thousand people.

However, the soldiers' eyes became more and more fiery and ferocious.

Invisibly, there seemed to be an evil spirit rising from the ground.

There is no need for any nonsense at this time. Yang Zheng waved his hand and said, "Attack!"

"attack!"

"attack!"

Commands are passed layer by layer.

The horse's hooves crunched on the ice and snow.

The soldiers held their breath, and their armor clanked in silence.

There are more than 9,000 troops, with 2,000 Meng Hui cavalry attacking on the left, Peng Hu 2,000 Hu cavalry attacking on the right, and Yang Zheng personally supervising a 5,000 bodyguard battalion to attack from the front.

It doesn't require any tactics or formations, it's just a smooth process.

Every soldier moved forward bravely.

The twilight is all around, and the army is also all around.

"Kill!" An avalanche-like roar erupted from the snowfield at the same time.

Not anger, not hatred, but ecstasy with a hint of madness.

It was like more than 9,000 wild wolves rushing into the sheep.

When the wolves approach the sheepfold, the sheep's resistance is doomed to be in vain.

The Lujie tribe organized more than 10,000 men and horses to try to resist. The fact that so many men and horses could be gathered in a hurry showed that the Lujie tribe still had a certain fighting capacity. They wore leaky leather armor and stood in front of the camp, waving broken knives and broken spears, and pulled It can be said that he is not brave to draw a weak bow, but in the blink of an eye he is overthrown by the fanatical Xiping army.

The Xiping army unleashed their bestiality, regardless of their fatigue from the long battle, their unhealed wounds, and even the coldness of the snowy sky. They screamed and brandished their long swords one by one.

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Then there was blood and flesh flying everywhere, and screams continued.

Several strong enemy generals, relying on their bravery, led more than a hundred people to face the Xiping army head-on.

However, in the blink of an eye, swords and weapons surged past like a tide.

These more than a hundred people turned into a hundred pools of blood and mud.

Meng Fei and Peng Hu led the cavalry to attack from the left and right flanks.

The enemy's last resistance was defeated.

Men's screams, women's cries, livestock's whines...

Crying along with the cold wind in this snowy day.

This is not a war, but a massacre.

Yang Zheng, who was standing outside the camp and watching, curled his lips. The rise of one force in this era must be based on other forces. The rise of one ethnic group must be based on the suffering of another or several ethnic groups.

In the past, he might have felt pity, but after seeing him so much over the years, he got used to it.

If you are defeated by the enemy, your end will be even more miserable than before.

If you want to survive in the jungle of beasts, you must eat other beasts and become the most powerful one.

And only when you are strong can you be qualified to decorate yourself with morality and benevolence.

The current Xiping Army is really bullying these Qiang and Hu people.

Morale, combat power, equipment, and organization are all on the same level.

At this time, the Xianbei people had not yet broken away from their tribal nature. They were more like herdsmen than soldiers.

They are still a group of herdsmen without war horses and unprepared.

"General!" Liu Heng, Lin Sen and other soldiers around him were also eager to try.

Yang Zheng waved his hand, "Go ahead."

"Ha!" Liu Heng was overjoyed and tore off his armor. The large and small wounds on his knotted muscles had not yet healed.

Other soldiers followed suit, tearing off their armor, holding a ring-headed sword in one hand and a shield in the other, and rushed into the enemy camp.

The screams and wails continued all night.

Yang Zheng also stood outside the camp all night, without any disturbance in his heart. Recalling his innocent appearance when he first came here, he couldn't believe who he was now.

At dawn, blood slowly flowed out of the camp, like slowly creeping streams, and then froze.

The strong smell of blood permeated the entire morning.

"Pass my general's order to seal the sword."

The ordering soldiers flew away, "The general has an order, seal the sword!"

"Sealing knife!"

"Sealing knife!"

The officers' orders also sounded in the camp.

At noon, groups of young men and women with numb eyes were escorted out, as if their souls had been devoured by wolves last night.

Human heads are piled up on the high hills, looking forward with empty eyes. The three temples face three directions, one looks north, one faces northeast, and one faces east.

The headless corpses were thrown directly into the Yellow River.
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