The sky is gradually getting brighter, but in the valley, rain and fog are still diffuse. Although the rain is not heavy, the pattering is quite chilly. The autumn rain and the cold have wet the armor and the mountain road.
Zhao Yun led two hundred riders, just holding the horse, walking step by step on the mountain road in front of the queue, looking at the surrounding situation vigilantly. Although there was an oilcloth issued, it could not cover the whole body after all, and the armor and robes were not enough.
Somewhat damp.
Diaoyin, located to the north of Taichang Mountain, was not originally built by the Qin State, but by the Wei State.
At that time, in order to prevent the expansion of the Qin State, the Wei State built a city wall along the mountains, which was the Great Wall of the Wei State, and then built an enhanced version of the military stronghold in Diaoyin. Later, a Qin-Wei War broke out in Diaoyin
, in the end it was naturally the Qin State that conquered this pass, and the Wei State began to withdraw from the stage.
Since it is called a pass, it naturally means that it is stuck in an important traffic channel. This pass is connected to Guanzhong to the south and Shangjun to the north. It is the most suitable passage for marching. The other trails are not non-existent, but difficult to travel. It is like what later generations said about
For those experts who feel that free climbing is as natural as eating and sleeping, it doesn't really matter whether there is a road or not, but for ordinary people, maybe a big rock can dispel their few ideas of climbing.
Even though the Huns, unlike the Han people, did not need the army's baggage carts. Their baggage was all on horses, they still needed a road that could at least allow horses to pass before they could travel.
Therefore, there are not many trails that Huchuquan can choose from. Just like Zhuge Liang's attack on Guanzhong, although there are many roads, there are only two that can actually be chosen.
Zhao Yun's two hundred horses came to block the road.
Gan Feng went to block the other end.
It all depends on how you choose Huchuquan.
Zhao Yun had walked this road before, and also specifically asked the local guide, so he had some impression. Otherwise, in the Han Dynasty, when there were no navigation devices, after circling a few times between mountains and hills, it would be easy to lose the sense of direction.
No matter how you turn it, it won't be able to get out.
The autumn rain is not heavy, and the autumn rain does not last as long as the spring rain. However, when it rains in the mountains, mountain fog will rise and cover the surrounding area. It is a vast white field dozens of steps away, making it difficult to distinguish.
Zhao Yun's important task is to choose a slightly similar spot on this mountain road...
Two hundred riders, traveling lightly and quickly, basically should have arrived in front of Huchuquan, but it won't be too different. If Huchuquan chooses to go in the north direction, it will be almost there. When will it be here now?
Several southern Xiongnu sentinels popped out of the white mist ahead, and they couldn't tell for sure.
Of course, the premise is that Zhao Yun did not take the wrong path.
These forks in the hills and mountains all have similar shapes. They are all ravines carved out by the large glaciers in the north during the Little Ice Age tens of millions of years ago. In the Han Dynasty, when there was no positioning system, if you took the wrong fork, you would not be safe.
You must have turned somewhere...
Therefore, although Zhao Yun had known about it before and had gone through it once, he was not very sure about it now. However, Zhao Yun was calm in one aspect, so the soldiers following him could not see any ups and downs in Zhao Yun's heart.
Jian Ma shook his head uneasily and walked behind Zhao Yun. Although he had a piece of wood in his mouth, he was still unhappy and snorted heavily. In the autumn rain, whether he was a man or a horse, he was blown away by the wind in the mountains.
It was a bit cold and unbearable. Fortunately, the troops following Gan Feng and Zhao Yun were half veterans from Bingbei and half from Xiliang frontier troops. They were all accustomed to such weather. In addition, they had never been cold since they followed General Fei Qian to conquer the west.
He has to eat food, clothing, and armor when he is short, so he can endure it.
A dark shadow appeared in the white mist in front of me. After walking a few more steps, I could barely see clearly that this dark shadow was actually half of the collapsed military stronghold in the middle of the mountain road.
Zhao Yun exhaled a long breath, pointed forward, and waved his hand. Although he didn't say anything, he felt somewhat relieved in his heart.
Seeing this collapsed military stronghold meant that we were on the right track.
In fact, historically, Zhao Yun's sense of direction was still good. At least he could still find the right path in such a chaotic situation as Changbanpo. If it were Li Guang, Liu Chan would probably be starved to death even if he was not suffocated.
died……
Zhao Yun ordered his soldiers to make some repairs here, but he walked forward a short distance and stood at the wall of the military camp to look around.
The military stronghold has collapsed, but it still retains some of its former power. After climbing up for a while, we arrived under the military stronghold. The once solid stronghold wall built with blue bricks and strips of stone has collapsed under so many years of rain and wind.
The rammed earth was exposed, broken bricks and stone strips were scattered everywhere, and the broken village gate was open, like an old tooth. Few of them were still at their posts, and even the remaining ones were staggering and swaying.
.
Looking further ahead, there is still a vast white mist.
The drizzle fell on the mountain road, on the dilapidated walls of the village, and on Zhao Yun's armor. The sound of raindrops was accompanied by the sounds of people packing up their horses and arranging their robes behind them. Everything around him seemed extremely quiet.
fine.
Zhao Yun decided to block Huchuquan here. Although the military stronghold was dilapidated, it still had some advantages in the terrain.
It seemed like a long time had passed, and it seemed that he had just rested for a short moment. Zhao Yun, who was eating the compressed cake specially distributed by General Zhengxi despite the rain, suddenly felt a jump in his heart and stuffed the remaining half piece into his hand.
He didn't chew it in his mouth, just kept it bulging in his mouth, picked up the spear, stood up, walked to the front of the village in a few steps, and listened attentively.
Drizzling rain and white mist.
Visibility is less than a hundred paces.
There seemed to be some chirping sounds from stepping on the yellow mud ahead, but when I pricked up my ears and listened, there seemed to be nothing...
Did you hear wrongly?
Or are you confused?
The rain and mist on the mountain road stained Zhao Yun's face, condensing into water droplets, sliding down his eyebrows and cheeks silently, but Zhao Yun didn't even wipe it off, he just looked forward hard, listening carefully to distinguish the fine particles in the rain and mist.
unusual noises.
Most of the soldiers behind Zhao Yun had followed Zhao Yun for a while. Seeing Zhao Yun's current state, they stood up silently, and then gently took the weapon in their hands.
Some people seem to be born to adapt to the battlefield. This kind of keen sense on the battlefield may not be possessed by some veterans, but for Zhao Yun, it is like a natural instinct.
Through the white mist surging in the mountain road, Zhao Yun seemed to see and hear a group of people and horses in front of him, approaching here cautiously. These people were wearing leather robes and carrying swords and guns, so they could only
There was no sound of armor plates clashing, only the chirping sound of leather boots stepping on the yellow mud.
The Southern Huns really chose this direction!
"Here we come!" Zhao Yun said in a deep voice, then waved his hand back, "Prepare the crossbow!"
In this humid weather, it is difficult to use bows and arrows, so you can only use Zhengxi's iron wire crossbow. And stringing the crossbow is a laborious task, so naturally you need to prepare in advance to string the bow, otherwise it will be too late if you want to string it temporarily.
Zhao Yun's voice was low, but with indescribable majesty. After he finished speaking, he did not continue to urge anything. He just shook the big gun in his hand. The red tassel on the tip of the gun was wet by the rain and spread out immediately.
Come on, that fleeting mass of blood is thrilling.
This winding and rugged mountain road has some forks. One of them goes north to Shangjun, and the other goes east first, and then south to Jingzhaoyin. Huchuquan will naturally continue to flee north with a high probability, otherwise it will be
When we arrived at Jingzhaoyin, we were unable to attack the enemy in depth.
However, the possibility of Hu Chuquan's brain twitching could not be completely avoided, so Zhao Yun finally persuaded Gan Feng to come and block the intersection to the north, while Gan Feng rushed to the intersection at Jingzhao Yin, because it was simple.
Zhao Yun had at least walked through this mountain road himself, and Gan Feng was more familiar with the terrain of Jing Zhaoyin.
Although Gan Feng was a little reluctant, Zhao Yun's reasons were very good, so they went their separate ways.
As a result, it now appears that Zhao Yun succeeded in his bet.
If we can block Huchuquan here until the follow-up troops arrive, it will be a great achievement!
Of course, the premise is that it can be blocked...
The white fog seemed to have dissipated a little, or someone had stirred it up. A dozen figures suddenly appeared from the fog in the field of vision. In the next breath, more than a dozen arrows tore through the white fog.
, ripples rippled in the air and shot straight towards Zhao Yun!
These must be good scouts from the Southern Huns. Even the bow strings were hidden close to the body in oil paper bags. They were hung up lightly only when they got closer. Only then could they have speed and power that was no less than that of a sunny day!
Zhao Yun twisted his wrist, flicked the gun, and the gun tassels spread out, as if blood-red buds were blooming. Every tassel seemed to bloom and stand upright at this moment!
Dry cloth strips are naturally neither painful nor itchy when used on people, but when wet, the strips of cloth tied into a stick shape can even be compared to rubber. The red tassel on the tip of Zhao Yun's gun was originally full of water vapor and suddenly exploded.
After it was opened, it rotated at high speed, no less than a shield full of elasticity. With a few puffs, it swept the incoming arrows to the ground.
At this time, the Zhengxi soldiers who were tense behind Zhao Yun also reacted, shouted, and the one holding the shield pushed the shield forward. The one holding the crossbow immediately leveled it, and immediately drew the hanging knife.
In this special environment, the benefits of the crossbow are fully revealed. Not only can it be held for a long time, but the tail of the crossbow has shorter and smaller feathers than the arrow, which means
It will not lose balance due to water absorption like arrows. At the same time, the iron wire and wooden crossbow arm absorb less water than ordinary bow bodies and bow strings, and are more adaptable to fighting in humid conditions.
The crossbow bolts whizzed away, and in the blink of an eye they engulfed the bodies of several Huns, bursting with brilliant blood, and knocked them to the ground.
However, more Huns rushed out of the mist. Many of them may have lost their felt hats in the flight. Their hair was disheveled and they roared ferociously. They rushed forward like evil ghosts. In the noisy shouts and footsteps,
Among the sounds, there was even the sound of the hoofbeats of war horses. Suddenly, countless Huns swarmed here and came fiercely towards Zhao Yun!
"Huchuquan!" Zhao Yun shouted loudly, "General Zhengxi has arrived! Surrender quickly and spare your life!"
Zhao Yun's sudden roar caused a buzzing in the valley, and even suppressed all sounds. Even the white mist seemed to shrink back, and even the dozen Southern Huns soldiers who were about to charge in
, seemed to be stunned by the roar!
In the midst of the roar, Zhao Yun had already shaken off his spear, and the spear head was swimming like a living dragon. In the blink of an eye, a cloud of blood mist was brought out from the throat of the Southern Huns who rushed at the front, and it immediately did not stop.
He pounced on the people behind him!
The Southern Xiongnu soldiers quickly used their swords and spears to block, but they could not keep up with Zhao Yun's speed. When they met, the more than ten Southern Xiongnu soldiers who rushed forward could not even touch the corners of Zhao Yun's clothes, and only heard a thud.
With the sizzling sound of blood splashing under high pressure, bodies fell to the ground one after another. Some people were not dead for a while, but they couldn't scream while holding their necks with blood gushing, and there were only a few screams left.
There was a sound like water leaking from a cowhide bag.
The corpses of the Southern Xiongnu scattered all over the mountain road. The original ferocious fighting spirit turned into child's play before Zhao Yun's methods. There were some self-proclaimed brave Southern Xiongnu soldiers who bared their teeth and claws towards Zhao Yun.
They rushed forward, but no matter how they waved their weapons and roared to embolden themselves, there was still no general in front of Zhao Yun. Only the bloody flowers blooming between the throat and chest and abdomen proved that they were once brave.
Pass……
If the battlefield is wide open, as long as you are brave and not afraid of death, there will always be a possibility of people approaching Zhao Yun. However, the mountain road is not very wide to begin with, and the collapsed military stronghold occupies nearly half of the road. Although there is a sudden surge of people,
There were many soldiers from the Southern Huns who came up, but only five or six of them could face Zhao Yun at a time, which did not pose much of a threat to Zhao Yun.
During the fierce battle, Zhao Yun suddenly handed over his gun to his left hand and passed the sword of a Huns who wore slightly more gorgeous and neat robes. Then he punched him in the lower abdomen, beating him like a cooked animal.
He bent up like a shrimp, and then while he was bending over in pain, he hit him on the back of the head with his elbow, knocking him unconscious...
"Tie them up! Take them away!" Zhao Yun shouted without looking back, "Bring them to the general!"
The soldiers behind Zhao Yun immediately understood and pulled the unfortunate guy over with all their hands, then tied his hands and feet together like a pig or a sheep, and put him on the horse's back. Someone jumped on the horse and walked away.
go.
When facing the battle, he was still able to advance and retreat freely. He could kill when he wanted, capture when he wanted, and he was as relaxed and carefree as if he were strolling in the courtyard. Such momentum was so overwhelming that the Southern Huns soldiers could not help but stagnate, shrinking and no longer regaining their previous madness.
When Zhao Yun saw this, a smile appeared on his originally serious face, "This is Changshan Zhao Zilong under Zhengxi's command! You must surrender as soon as possible to save your life!"
The fog gradually dispersed a little. Hu Chuquan couldn't help but twitching at the corners of his eyes when he saw how brave Zhao Yun was in front of him. Where did Fei Qian, the damn General of the Expedition to the West, find these guys? They are all enemies of ten thousand people.
They are all heroes in the world!
The God of Immortality will not allow people to live...
