Chapter 1227 It’s not my fault whether I’m wrong or not.
Fei Qian is not the only one who has some intuition about battle formations.
There is also Huchuquan.
When he saw that Yang Jun's infantry formation was like a group of weak lambs being slaughtered by the wolf-like soldiers of Zhengxi, Hu Chuquan realized that this battle was an irreversible failure.
Just like Yang Jun didn't expect that Hu Chuquan would take the initiative to retreat, Hu Chuquan also didn't expect that Yang Jun's soldiers were so vulnerable that they couldn't even block or stick!
idiot!
inability!
So many soldiers, so many people, they are all useless!
However, no matter how much he cursed, it had no effect. Huchuquan seemed to vaguely hear the sound of the dream shattering in his heart. The dream that became Mao Dun was shattered like a delicate jade piece that had been accidentally dropped. On the rocks on the ground, the debris splashed out, causing pain everywhere on his body.
When the child was beaten, he naturally cried and called for his parents. Huchuquan was beaten by Fei Qian, so naturally he subconsciously wanted to go back north to find Yu Fuluo. Of course, Huchuquan and Yu Fuluo were not the same. The blood relationship between brothers was part of the reason, but more importantly, Hu Chuquan had lost any sense of trust in the Han people.
The Han people are all liars!
Just like when those people deceived Yu Fuluo into sending troops to jointly suppress the so-called King of Mitian Anding, they made wild claims, but what was the result?
This time too.
Those damn Han people deceived themselves once again!
And Fei Qian, the general who conquered the West!
Who can come back from the dead?
Hu Chuquan believed that no one could do this, so the whole incident of the so-called death of General Fei Qian of the Expedition to the West was a trap designed in advance!
At the foot of Linjin City, when the Zhengxi cavalry surged forward like a giant wave of steel, for Huchuquan, the despair that penetrated his bones could not be described in words, even though he was now the right virtuous man of the Southern Huns. The king, even though he still commanded nearly three thousand Huns cavalry, was still unable to face the offensive of General Fei Qian of Zhengxi. The original joy of victory disappeared under the three-color flag, and darkness slowly eroded Huchuquan. In his heart, he seemed to be able to feel that the dreams and hopes that had become Mao Dun were being extinguished bit by bit by General Zhengxi, and despair spread extremely slowly from the bottom of his heart until it enveloped his whole body.
The moment General Zhengxi's cavalry broke through the obstruction, Huchuquan even felt the biting cold claws of death resting on his shoulders, making every pore in his body feel the coldness of the abyss of despair.
fraud!
trap!
In other words, it is a sign!
Although his unauthorized actions may cause Yu Fuluo's dissatisfaction, these are not important now. What is important is that General Fei Qian of the Western Conquest is about to attack the Southern Huns!
right!
That must be it!
Huchuquan's originally somewhat decadent face suddenly became brighter, and he shouted loudly: "Speed up! Let's go back to Gaonu and go to Yinshan Mountain!"
If I hadn't been the vanguard and discovered General Zhengxi's plan, maybe the entire southern Xiongnu tribe would have been destroyed!
We must bring this news to Yu Fuluo as soon as possible!
When people make mistakes, they always subconsciously avoid and look for excuses. The same is true for Hu Chuquan. When he realized that he could use this excuse to cover up his stupidity and greed, he became more and more convinced in his heart. This excuse is extremely correct and extremely precious. He found it out after a lot of hard work and risking his own life. It can naturally offset his previous guilt of arbitrarily mobilizing soldiers to go south.
Although Huchuquan is known as the Righteous King of the Southern Huns, don't forget that Yu Fuluo was the Chanyu canonized by the Eight Classics of Zhenger in the Han Dynasty. Although it is somewhat shameful to say this, it is shameful. As time went by, the Southern Huns gradually got used to it, and instead believed that this was the right thing to do, just like people in later generations drank soy juice. Some people said it was sour and smelly, so they avoided it, while others said it was sour and fragrant, so they flocked to it like ducks.
From Linjin City to the north is Su City.
Because of the cooperation between the inside and outside of the Zheng family in Guanzhong, Huchuquan did not expend much effort when he captured Su City, and naturally handed over the management of Su City to the Zheng family. It was a small profit exchange between the two parties.
but now……
Huchuquan still couldn't forget the scene before. The Zhengxi cavalry appeared on the hillside, the three-color war flag fluttering in the air, the cavalry queue rushing like a torrent of steel...
What is even more unforgettable is that name. I don’t know how many times it has been tossed around in Huchuquan’s heart and mouth.
When was the last time I saw Fei Qian, the general who conquered the West? When Hu Chuquan had this question in his mind, he suddenly felt like he was in another world.
At that time, he should still be in Bingbei. He was not King Youxian yet, but he still followed Yu Fuluo and met on a small slope in the north of Pingyang. At that time, in the entire Bingbei Pingyang area, he and Yu Fuluo were still the same. It was a very important force. At that time, Fei Qian also wanted to beg himself and the Southern Huns not to join the Baibo Army.
Looking at the entire Bingbei, except for Xianbei, it is my own side. Even the Han from Hongnong needs to borrow his own strength. At that time, I felt that the world was big enough for me and my brother Yu Fulu to gallop around. That's right. Therefore, after Yu Fu Luo encountered a big change, he was somewhat hesitant and hesitant in his behavior and actions, which made Hu Chuquan despise him very much.
How can one with Maodun blood be so short of breath?
The more the world collapses and the more fate changes, the more it is time for a good man to pursue his inner ambition! Could it be that he is just watching the opportunity pass in the desert of Bingbei? Or wait until the last resort before choosing a side to take refuge. Becoming a pawn under someone else’s banner?
The more chaotic the situation is, the sooner we need to make a decision. No matter it is the southeast or the northwest, we must move forward resolutely until we have the world in our hands. Then we can look at the world and see if there is an opportunity to take advantage of the changes in the world and let the storm rise again!
At that time, I was so high-spirited.
And what about Fei Qian at that time?
Huddled in the dilapidated Pingyang Beiqu, there are only a few subordinates, and there are only a few hundred thousand soldiers in the army. In addition, they have been recruited or borrowed soldiers and horses, and even their appearance is that of ordinary Han people. Lang's appearance was as fair as that of a woman, not to mention heroic, and she didn't look like someone with any potential.
At that time, he and Fei Qian were as different as heaven and earth. Perhaps if he had given the order at that time, he could have decided Fei Qian's life or death with one word. Even if Yu Fulo would be a little dissatisfied afterwards, that would be it, but absolutely Unexpectedly, in just a few years, the gap between myself and Fei Qian is still as different as heaven and earth, but the positions have been completely reversed!
This guy has become a general of the Han people's court!
General of the Conquest of the West!
How many generals did the Han Dynasty have to conquer the West...
Huchuquan looked back. On the edge of the sky, he seemed to be able to still see the three-color war flag on the head of Linjin City, and he could still see the bloody killing field under Linjin City.
Lost.
Defeated so cowardly, yet so quickly.
Hu Chuquan couldn't help but have some complicated expressions on his face, mixed with anger, resentment, unwillingness, shame, etc. It was difficult to describe them all in words.
In front of Su City, Zheng Tian of the Zheng clan in Guanzhong led a group of officials on the city, and they were full of doubts. No one knew why the Southern Huns, who were so arrogant in the past few days, suddenly returned here, and they seemed to have some trouble. With a decadent look, could it be that he has suffered a defeat?
But isn’t the situation in Guanzhong already decided?
Zheng Tian really couldn't figure it out. Regarding the Zheng family, there were the Southern Xiongnu, the Hongnong Yang family, plus the rest of the noble nobles who were generally half-recommended, how could there be any confusion or mistakes?
"King Youxian has arrived! Open the city gate quickly to welcome him!"
The soldiers from Huchuquan rushed to the bottom of the city and shouted loudly.
Zheng Tian hesitated for a moment, and then asked the soldiers of Huchuquan. After getting the statement that Huchuquan was going to the north to attack Bingbei, although he did not open the city gate in the end, he agreed to station Huchuquan outside the city. , and agreed to transport some labor supplies.
And just when everything seemed to be normal and stable, Zheng Tian led some people, opened the city gate, and escorted the supplies to the outside of the city, when he saw the Southern Huns soldiers who had been dismounting to rest suddenly jumped on their horses. Back, all the red eyes stared over, in a mess, like a horse thief rushing out of the valley, with a greedy and cruel look, wielding a knife and riding a horse to rush towards him!
"King Youxian! King Youxian!" Zheng Tian had no time to retreat to the city, so he could only yell, "What are you going to do! What are you going to do!"
Hu Chuquan was among the soldiers and came straight towards Zheng Tian. He waved his sword and shouted: "Kill all these liars!"
"Liar?!" This was Zheng Tian's final consciousness.
Hu Chuquan chopped off Zheng Tian's head with a knife, then raised it high and shouted with a hint of madness: "Three hours! We will set off in three hours! Anyone who doesn't arrive after blowing the trumpet will be beheaded!"
"Oh oh oh..."
The Southern Huns swarmed into Su City like crazy. When they saw those who had not yet had time to close the door, they did not dismount, but rode straight into it. Then they started laughing and screaming almost at the same time!
The Southern Huns were like a plague, instantly bringing destruction and death to the people in Sucheng and to the unsuspecting people, just like what the ancestors of these Southern Huns did three or four hundred years ago.
Things are the same.
Robbery, killing, rape, and arson, the Southern Huns did not feel any discomfort with such behavior. On the contrary, they laughed as if they were holding a grand banquet, while the unarmed Han people just
Like cattle and sheep running around under the knife, letting them be killed and killed...
Under the Changsheng Heaven, all living creatures should be the prey of the people of the Changsheng Heaven!
Now it's the other way around. The people of Changshengtian have become tools in the hands of the Han people and the targets of their fraud!
This is an insult to the Maodun bloodline and a shame to Changshengtian!
Although Hu Chuquan is not a so-called famous general, he also knows one thing. The morale of his subordinates has almost dropped to freezing point. If he cannot find a way to improve morale, let alone continue to fight, even his own commander
There is also the danger of being destroyed at any time.
Coupled with the Zhengxi cavalry chasing after them like ghosts, Huchuquan could not have a moment of peace. Under the threat of being overtaken at any time, garrisoning in Sucheng was not a good idea.
Hu Chuquan watched his men pour into the city, and thick black smoke billowed in the city. A cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. The Southern Huns were not good at attacking cities, and they were also not good at defending cities. Instead of fighting in Su
If the city is besieged and waiting to die, it is better to go north to Yinshan Mountain. Maybe we can take advantage of Fei Qian to return to the north and cause Pingyang to turn upside down!
What are the Han people? The Han people are cattle, sheep, pigs and dogs!
What are cattle, sheep, pigs and dogs? They are born to be slaughtered and eaten by the people of Changshengtian!
When did the noble Maodun bloodline and the people of Changshengtian need to cooperate with cattle, sheep, pigs and dogs?
Huchuquan regretted a little. If he had not gone south, but marched eastward and northward, how much better it would have been to send troops to Pingyang!
Hu Chuquan doesn't understand politics, nor does he understand what people's livelihood is. He just knows that as long as he senses it based on instinct, if he really robs and hunts Pingyang like Su City, then even Yu
No matter what Fuluo thinks, there is no room for redemption. The only way left is to fight Fei Qian to the death!
Damn the Han people, damn the Zheng family!
If these guys hadn't lied to me, how could I have ended up in this situation today?
All of this is the fault of the Zheng family, the fault of the Han people, and the fault of General Fei Qian!
"Three hours!" Hu Chuquan dropped Zheng Tian's leader on the ground like a piece of rag, letting it roll like a ball, and then was kicked by an unknown war horse.
He kicked his feet away and shouted again, "In three hours, set fire to the city! Anyone who doesn't come when the trumpet is blown! Behead!"
"Oh oh oh..."
The Southern Huns once again let out a cry of unknown meaning, like a group of evil ghosts that had just crawled out of hell, contaminating anyone or anything they came into contact with with blood and misfortune.
Hu Chuquan knew that what he was doing was crazy. It was just like dancing wildly on the tip of a knife. If he was not careful, he would get burned and his life might be ruined at any time. However, he did not regret it, just like
Just like a traveler deep in the desert who has cut off the water source and is about to die of thirst, even if he knows that the bowl of poisonous wine in front of him is a bowl of poisonous wine, he will drink it without hesitation.
"Burn! Kill!"
Hu Chuquan sat on his horse, watching his Southern Huns soldiers making trouble in Su City, laughing amidst the screams of the people in Su City, their faces turned red and purple with excitement, his face
He couldn't help but have a hint of crazy smile, which soon spread...
