The heavy rain is coming, and it seems that the water arrears over the past few days will be replenished all at once.
Zhang Ji stood in the rain. The rain had soaked his cloak, which clung tightly to his armor. More than a dozen personal guards stood beside him, all with solemn expressions and silent words.
Zhang Xiu was the same, letting the wind and rain pour on his face, motionless.
In the past two days, they had to keep an eye on the movements of the Huns to the west, and at the same time, they had to guard against the Xianbei people coming from the north and heading south without hesitation. Seeing that the hateful Hu people were right in front of them, they could not immediately draw their swords and rush to kill them.
Each of these bloody men felt like they were holding fire in their hearts.
Seeing Zhang Ji standing in the rain for a long time, Zhang Xiu couldn't help but said: "Uncle, since Lieutenant Ma is still missing, why don't we go to the awning on the side to have a rest?"
Zhang Ji didn't look back and said, "If you want to go, go ahead."
Zhang Xiu said quickly: "My uncle is out in the rain, but my nephew is taking shelter from the rain. If my uncle doesn't want to go, my nephew will accompany him."
Zhang Ji then looked back at Zhang Xiu, and then said slowly: "You are the only one who is smart and knows how to take shelter from the rain? Then we will sleep in the rain shed together? It is the most important thing for the march to let the soldiers take shelter from the rain, otherwise the food and grass will be
Not to mention getting wet, but if the armored bow string gets wet, it will be inconvenient to use... But as a general, how can you be afraid of wind and rain? Besides, we are hiding from the rain in the shed, what will Captain Ma and the others think when they come? "
If you don't go through the ups and downs with you, how can anyone be willing to face swords and guns with you?
Although Zhang Ji is a rough man who has not read poetry for a few days, his principles of life are not much worse than those who do nothing all day long.
While he was talking, suddenly a passer-by came out of the rain and fog in front of him. He stood half-upright and shouted in the rain: "Captain Ma is here!"
Behind this passerby, another one also pulled his neck and shouted loudly: "Colonel, Colonel Ma has led the army for fifteen miles and will be there immediately!"
"Okay!" Zhang Ji shouted loudly, "Make a damn good place to come out! Is the hot soup ready? Wait until Captain Ma comes to bring it over!"
Not long after, in the rain, groups of Han cavalry who came all the way appeared, led by Ma Yue.
Seeing their comrades arriving, the soldiers who were originally in the canopy greeted them repeatedly and invited the new horse and Yue team to take shelter from the rain. People were secondary, they first loosened the leather girdle that was soaked by the rain for the war horse, and then
Then sweep away the yellow mud stuck to the corners of the face, eyes and mouth due to the galloping of the war horse...
Looking at the intensity of the rain, we may not be able to leave for a while. If we really set up camp, we have to wash the horse clean quickly and wipe it with a dry cloth until it is dry and no moisture is left behind.
The most precious thing about the cavalry is the war horse. The horse comes first. Only by taking good care of the war horse can you be a good and qualified cavalryman.
Ma Yue had already dismounted and met Zhang Ji. The two held each other's hands, laughed, and slapped each other's arms, ignoring the water splashing on their armors. Then they showed humility to each other, came to the awning, and took over
The guard handed me a dry cloth, and I sat on the stool set up by the guard, wiping my eyebrows and beard in random directions.
"How's it going over there?" Zhang Ji asked while gesturing for his soldiers to get hot soup.
"I didn't catch him." Although it was something he had expected, Ma Yue was still a little depressed. He curled his lips and said, "These thieves can hide pretty quickly..."
Speaking of this, Ma Yue was indeed a little unhappy. If Jia Xu had not given a clear explanation before setting off, saying that he must return within three days regardless of whether he could find it or not, Ma Yue really wanted to follow the trail and teach these thieves a lesson.
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"It's okay," Zhang Ji comforted, "Since these damn thieves are planning to come here, they will definitely not come here just once. When they come next time, they will be beaten to death if they are caught!"
"Um!"
Ma Yue responded with a muffled sound, then gritted his teeth and wrung out the water-filled cloth, as if this piece of cloth was the group of Black Bandits.
Listening to the crackling sound of the rain hitting the oilcloth on the awning, Zhang Ji suddenly said: "Today is the third day... I wonder how Captain Xu is doing in Yinshan..."
Ma Yue stopped, and then said: "Although Captain Xu is leading infantry, which I don't know very well, he looks like a brave man, but it's raining..."
"Yeah, this rain..."
Although rain is fair and will have a certain impact on both the offensive and defensive sides, the impact on the unfinished Yinshan Fortress should be greater.
Although it is true that the Hu people lost most of their long-range force due to heavy rains, if the unfinished earthen walls of the Yinshan camp that were soaked by rain collapsed, it would be quite a troublesome problem.
Ma Yue and Zhang Ji couldn't help but look up at the sky, looking at the heavy rain in front of them, which seemed to cover the entire world. What should they do?
Should we return support now, or should we still act according to the plan of Chief Jia Xu?
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In the mountains of Wuyuan County, which was originally the territory of the Han Dynasty, among the winding and rugged mountains, a group of people and horses were meandering along the mountain roads.
It has already entered summer in the south of Yinshan Mountain, but here, it still looks like it is still winter, with a wind and frost-like appearance. Even the stones rolled down the mountain are stained with frost.
This area is not a suitable route for marching. The reason is simple, because there is no water source for a long section of the road.
Nature is so eccentric. On the inside of Yinshan Mountain, the large swamp that has not yet completely formed Wuliangsuhai is full of water, but on the other side across a mountain ridge, it is so dry that it seems like even a ball of soil will pop out.
Mars.
But now is an exception. It seems that nature has been generous and sprinkled rain on this almost dry land.
The mountain wind roared and collided on the broken rock cliffs like knives. Although the rain temporarily relieved the danger of water shortage, it also brought difficulties in traveling.
The yellow mud ground was poured with water and then stepped on by people and horses. It was like a huge muddy pond. It was easy to step on but difficult to pull up. On such a difficult road, this team of people and horses did not stop at all.
It means just walking in the southwest direction silently.
This group of people and horses meandered along the mountain road, dragging out a long one. Judging from the number of cavalry on horseback, there were only three or four thousand people, but there seemed to be three or four thousand mules and horses following the army.
The number of thousands is like riding two horses.
The large group of mules and horses were all carrying weapons, armor, dried meat, milk, wine, tents, felts and other items on both sides of their backs. The pack animals had their heads lowered under the weight, and they were spitting out long white hair in the rain and fog.
Qi, move forward step by step with difficulty.
The Xianbei slaves, who were wrapped in several layers of rags and rolled like mud monkeys, were mingled among the teams of mules and horses. They followed each other on foot, and there seemed to be more than a thousand people. These Xianbei slaves
Running back and forth, trying their best to drive the already exhausted mules and horses, shouts and shouts could be heard from time to time, echoing on the mountain road mixed with the sound of wind, rain and the sound of horse hooves.
After being bored in the Wuyuan Yanmen area for a long time, these soldiers of the Xianbei Royal Court could only race horses and wrestle on the grassland every day. For these people who are naturally inclined to invade, it is really boring.
Now suddenly a Han Chinese general Zhonglang appeared here in Bingbei, plus Yu Fuluo, the defeated general of the Southern Xiongnu who was originally his subordinate, and then actually defeated the Xianbei in that part of the Yin Mountain, at the middle pass of the Yin Mountain
The fortress was built, and it looked like it was going to include Yinshan Mountain. How could these Xianbei people accept this?
The crossing in the middle of Yinshan Mountain is not only short in distance, but also convenient in supplying supplies. It only takes one day to run from the meadow in the north to the land with abundant water and grass in the south. However, if you take the Dry Bones Mountain Road in the east, you can run there in three or four days.
It's pretty good if you can finish the journey. Let's not talk about the difficulty of traveling on the road. Just to carry drinking water for the people and horses back and forth, how much less loot will the large army have to carry?
Therefore, maintaining a smooth passage from Yinshan Mountain to the south is a very important matter for the Xianbei people and other nomads in Mobei. Whoever controls this road will decide
It means who has the initiative...
Naturally, we have to fight against Yinshan. When the Xianbei King Bu Dugen made the decision to go south to attack the Han people, these Xianbei leaders and commanders were all very happy. They had never felt afraid of war, but they just felt that it was possible.
A lot of looting.
It is not that there are no objections, but it is mainly based on the season. Therefore, when the Xianbei King Budugen said that this time the battle will be mainly short-term raids and will not be prolonged, these objections naturally disappeared.
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The Xianbei people were still very proud at this time. The reputation of Tanshihuai on the prairie had not completely dissipated, and the bravery of Xianbei warriors was still spread among the herdsmen on the prairie. Therefore, these people basically did not consider the possibility of being killed.
What will happen if they lose? Regarding the number of words in their heads, there is no word "in case".
Xianbei people are brave, but that doesn't mean that Xianbei people are completely brainless.
Although Yinshan Camp has not been fully completed, it is a military fortress-level fortress built on the mountain. It is not as easy to capture as the so-called Wubao by the Han people.
Military fortresses are built based on the cruelest current situation, and from a certain perspective, a small military fortress is even more difficult to conquer than a large city.
Military fortresses are often built in dangerous areas, which are inherently easy to defend and difficult to attack. For the convenience of life, big cities often cannot choose areas with extremely dangerous terrain. Although big cities have large populations and a large number of soldiers, relatively speaking
There are more areas that need to be defended, and if the troops are slightly weaker, flaws in the city's defense will be exposed.
Generally speaking, there are some affiliated villages and markets around big cities. When these village markets are attacked, one will become a source of supplies for the enemy, and the other will also collect more wood for the enemy.
Or something else to create siege equipment, and no matter how bad it is, you can also forcibly rob the surrounding population...
There is also an invisible factor, which is that when defending a large city, although there will be more reserves, the consumption is equally astonishing. Once a problem occurs in the city, the consequences will be quite serious. On the contrary, it is a military fortress.
As long as there are two to three thousand defenders of an extremely strong fortress, it is often not possible for two to three thousand people to attack it in a short time.
Historically, for such a small town with the nature of a military fortress, the defenders sometimes relied on defense not for a month or two months, nor for a year or two. Even after defending for more than ten years, the enemy army was not able to finally attack it.
Although the camp in Yinshan Mountain has not been completely repaired, it does not mean that it can be easily crushed from the front. Moreover, attacking such a fortress can only cost lives to fill it up, and it may not be possible to take it down once it is filled up.
Not very cost-effective.
Therefore, the big and small heads of Xianbei, led by Xianbei King Bu Dugen, formed a unified opinion. If the fortress of Yinshan can be destroyed, then destroy it. If it cannot be destroyed, then there is no need to force it. However, many Han populations in the south of Yinshan are still related.
The resources are just to let Xianbei's soldiers relax their muscles and bones!
Of course, if the Han people are incompetent and unable to resist, then depending on the situation, they can go directly to Pingyang and loot them!
The colorful world of the farming people has always been the favorite of the nomadic people.
Xianbei King Bu Dugen selected 3,000 strong Xianbei cavalry, supplemented by more than a thousand slaves to take care of and serve the army, plus auxiliary replacement mules, horses and horses, etc.
The only thing about cavalry is that at this time, some people must be left in the tribe to take care of the livestock. On the other hand, the road from the east of Yinshan Mountain is not easy to walk. If there are more people and horses, it will not be able to supply supplies along the way.
But even so, this road is still difficult to walk. Although the rain now relieves some of the difficulties of lack of water sources, the muddy road adds to the trouble of traveling...
Strong winds blew across the mountains, seeming to push dark clouds from the sky continuously.
As the dark clouds rolled in, there was suddenly a faint sound of thunder, and then a thunderbolt flashed through it.
In the electric light, dozens of tough Xianbei cavalry figures flickered. The leader was a strong man with big shoulders and a round waist, almost half as wide as other people. The horse under his crotch was breathing heavily, fighting desperately on the muddy ground.
He drew his legs forward.
Even in the wind and rain, this strong man was still wearing only a thin leather robe. On the exposed half of his shirt, scars that looked like red centipedes were scattered all over. The traces of muscles under the bronze skin were clearly visible, as if there were no muscles in his body.
A little bit of fat is all muscle...
The strong man raised his head and opened a big mouth like a basin of blood. After a while, he swallowed all the rainwater falling from the sky. I don't know if he thought of something, but the strong man suddenly laughed out loud.
, stretched out his tongue and licked it, like a hungry ghost seeing delicious food, full of greed.
There is also the smell of blood that even the rain cannot wash away...
