Since ancient times, it has been blessed with the support of the Yinshan Mountains and the water of the Yellow River. The bitterly cold Siberian cold current has brought desert and Gobi to the northern line of the Yinshan Mountains, but after crossing the Yinshan Mountains, it seems so gentle and affectionate.
The Yellow River, well, the water of the big river comes from the south, bringing warm water. It flows gently at the foot of Yinshan Mountain, forming an innate water network. There is already enough water without even needing to dig additional canals.
Water replenishment.
For thousands of years, this place has been an important place that the Hu people and the Han people must compete for. Whoever captures this place will have an advantage.
Under the Yinshan Mountain, although there are some ups and downs, there is generally not much difference in height. It can still be regarded as a plain. Occasionally, there are a few higher lawns. When you look up, you can almost see the horizon.
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At this time, several Hun knights came running from afar, with haggard expressions on their faces. While riding their horses, they looked back nervously, as if they were being chased by something behind them. Even though they were so exhausted and scattered, they looked back.
At this point, these Hun knights did not forget to reach out to each other to help Roltai, who was tied up behind a Hun cavalry.
Although there was a circle of bandages on Luoltai's hands and feet, it seemed to be well bandaged, but perhaps it was the vibration of the horse's heaving, or perhaps the wound was not bandaged at all, and some blood seeped out from the bandages from time to time.
, low among the flying horseshoes.
"...kill...kill..." Luoltai's lowered head shook and he muttered something feebly.
The war horses were already a little tired, and their breathing was a little heavy. These Huns cavalrymen had been running all the way to the Hun Royal Court since they left the army of General Fei Qian of Zhengxi. As for the physical strength of the war horses, there was really no time.
What do you have to worry about? If you can rush back to the Xiongnu court earlier, even if the horse runs away, it is still worth it. If you waste time, you can choose to retain the physical strength of the war horse, and what use can it be put to?
Suddenly, several Hun scouts ran out of the front, roaring towards them. The Hun cavalry shouted loudly, and the two sides soon gathered together. Then someone checked the injury of the unconscious Luoltai.
His expression suddenly changed, someone immediately took over, and then quickly headed west.
"My son!" After the elder received the news, he couldn't bear to wait for a moment longer. He rode over with some men and horses, and when he got close, he jumped off the horse, as if he was in good health when he was young.
It's like it's back on my body again.
Hearing the call of the great elder, Luo Ertai opened his eyes in a daze. After seeing clearly, the tears that had dried up flowed down again: "Father...Father, I hurt...it hurts...kill."
Come on, kill me..."
"What are you talking about? Just come back, just fine..." the great elder replied subconsciously, but when he noticed Luoltai's injury, his eyes almost popped out of his head.
The great elder trembled and gently unwrapped the bandage. He saw that every finger and joint of Luoltai's hands and feet had been broken, bent into various shapes, and twisted.
The twists and turns were like the trampled grass under the soles of the feet. In some places, the sharp bone fragments even penetrated the skin, revealing the gray color...
"Who? Who did this? Who did this!" the great elder roared angrily. The excitement of seeing his son had been completely lost, leaving only endless anger and desolation.
The hands and feet have become like this. Even if a person can survive, he is still a complete useless person. Let alone lifting a knife, even walking is a huge problem. The great elder seems to have heard something in his heart being completely smashed. No one likes a useless person to be the leader, let alone a chanyu.
"It's Yu Fuluo, it's Yu Fuluo..." Luoltai struggled, seeming to gather all his strength, "Kill me! Father! Kill me! I'm useless... I might as well die, die …”
"Yu Fuluo!" The elder spoke out each word one by one, his eyes were red due to congestion, and suddenly turned his head and stared at the Huns who came back with Luoltai, "...my sons are all This is like this...how are you still okay? Huh?"
The faces of these Huns changed greatly. They were about to run away, but were stopped by the guards of the great elder.
"When my son was arrested, where were you? Ah? When my son was beaten, where were you?" The great elder seemed to be crazy, with some foam spurting out from the corners of his mouth. While roaring, he drew out his sword and slashed his head. He slashed these people to the ground with several consecutive blows, then turned around and hugged Luoltai and cried bitterly.
"Father, kill me..." Luoltai couldn't hold the knife at all now, and he couldn't use any strength. He was like a fish whose scales were scraped off alive on the chopping board. "Kill me." ...Then take revenge for me..."
"Revenge! Yes, revenge! You must take revenge!" The great elder hugged Luo Ertai, with cloudy eye cracks running down his face, "You have to live! Live! Live to see how your father avenges you! Live and chop it with your own hands. Yu Fuluo! Come here, give me the order! March! I want to catch Yu Fuluo with my own hands! Skin him! Break every bone in his body!"
The great elder looked up to the sky and roared, like a wounded old wolf.
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The menacing Hun cavalry rushed from the horizon like an overwhelming force, then gathered together and drove only here.
If you don't look at the specific equipment and personnel, just from a distance, it looks like a galloping horse and a majestic spirit.
Yu Fuluo watched on the hillside, his calves trembling slightly. Yes, he was a little scared, especially when the flag of General Fei Qian of the Conquest of the West was not in sight, it was inevitable that he would lose his confidence.
Although Yu Fuluo also grew up on the battlefield, galloping on horseback, he is not Liu Bei after all. He has experienced the ups and downs of life and remains ambitious. This time he encountered a sudden change, how could he still retain this good mentality? Persisting in fighting on the battlefield from the age of thirty to the age of fifty? The bloody bravery in youth has gradually faded along with the pampering in the past few years. Even the belly has bulged a little, and naturally no longer risked one's body in the past. He looks like a bachelor who dares to bring down the emperor.
"I said that spittoon..." Before Yu Fuluo had time to say anything, he heard Wei Du saying angrily from the side. Perhaps it was because behind the mask, Shan Yu's voice sounded like a spittoon, but Yu Fuluo couldn't tell, "...my general said that this place is the best...how big the victory you can get in the end and whether you can return to the royal court depends on how long you can hold on..."
Yu Fuluo looked around. This place was really good. The slope of the grass slope was not very big, but it was still a bit difficult to rush up from the bottom in one breath. A tributary of a big river went halfway around the back of the grass slope. By passing through the circle, the attack area is reduced by about one-third, which is considered a relatively good defensive position at the southern foot of Yinshan Mountain.
The hilly grassy slopes on the east, west and south sides are relatively flat, and the north side is okay, but there is a piece of rock fragments that were probably brought down by the previous river, which is not suitable for horse racing.
Of course, here in Yinshan, if you want to find a defensive position, there may be better places, but on the other hand, if it is very unfavorable for offense, will you still attract people?
Yu Fuluo took a long breath, calming down his slightly nervous emotions, trying to regain the strong aura of the past.
The Xiongnu soldiers held their swords and guns tightly and stood behind simple horse traps and traps. In addition to the horse traps dug on the hillside and the trenches formed by the earth, the important thing was that this group of Han people led by Wei Du around them came back again. The soldiers in Jia somewhat increased Yu Fuluo's confidence. More importantly, Fei Qian, the general of the Western Expedition, was right...
If you want to restore order in the royal court as quickly as possible, you can only lure the rebels out and catch them all! Otherwise, if the chaos continues, you will be the one who suffers in the end. If you risk it, the long-term pain will be worse than the short-term pain!
However, Yu Fuluo felt that even though he said so, he was just the bait in the sleeve!
Of course, if the fragrant meat is eaten early, can it still trap a wolf or fox?
Yu Fuluo thought of General Zhengxi's half-smile when he saw the tragic situation of Luoltai he had dealt with yesterday, and it suddenly dawned on him. It turned out that he was asked to deal with Luoltai not just to let himself breathe, but to let himself go. My piece of fragrant meat is more flavorful and more tempting...
Yu Fuluo gritted his teeth, stood up straight, raised his sword, and roared: "Hold the plow! I am Shanyu! I am the descendant of China! Sons and daughters, we will definitely win the final victory!"
The remnants of the Xiongnu soldiers gathered in Fuluo along the way seemed to have been inspired by their morale. They raised their swords and guns and shouted wildly. However, Wei Du and others who were standing on the second line of these Xiongnu soldiers did not react at all, as if they were on the hillside. It looks like lumps of stone and iron growing out of it.
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Subdelkin pulled the reins and stared at Yu Fuluo on the hillside. He frowned and before he could say anything, he heard the great elder roaring from the side: "Yu Fuluo! I'm going to kill you." !”
"Wait a minute!" Subdelgin shouted quickly, "I only saw Yu Fuluo. Didn't you say there are still Han people? Where have the Han people gone?"
The great elder stared at Yu Fuluo on the grassy slope, the color of his eyes had not faded since yesterday.
Yu Fuluo, who was standing on the slope, was wearing a somewhat white leather robe, and his hair seemed to have been tidied up. He was holding a sword in the sunlight, and seemed to be shouting something, sweeping away the remaining defeated soldiers. There was quite a bit of spirit and style in his appearance, which reminded the elder of his own poor child, and he bit his old teeth so hard that they almost broke.
"On this small slope, who do you want to block? No matter where the Han people are, I see Yu Fuluo right here! If you kill Yu Fuluo, what can the Han people do? Charge up and kill him, you are the one The real Chanyu!" The great elder turned to look at Subdelkin, and all the wrinkles on his face revealed a ferocious smell, "I will break every bone of Yufuluo! I will peel him off. I want to cut off Ufuluo’s skull to make a mat!”
Of course, at this moment, from a military perspective, the correct approach is to take a rest first, not only to restore the physical strength of the war horse, but also to fully explore the entire battlefield during this period of time, and then arrange tasks and divide them into waves. Attack at a tempo. Anyway, Yu Fulo is on the top of the hillside. If Yu Fulo wants to run away, isn't it just what he wants?
But at this moment, the great elder could no longer think rationally. After several ups and downs in the royal court, he originally calculated that everything he owned could be passed on to the next generation smoothly, but he did not expect that Luo Ertai would become With this appearance, although he is still alive now, he is actually almost dead. And the Great Elder is already old and cannot have a second child. He can only rely on Luoltai's next generation. But the problem is that Luoltai's child is still young, and the survival rate of young children on the grassland has never been very high. What if...
Fortunately, Luo Ertai's lifeblood is still there, otherwise Luo Ertai would really have no value in surviving. This is also the sinister intention of Yu Fuluo. He can live, and the great elder will do his best to continue the family line. Paul Ertai will survive. But it also means that this life will be worse than death...
The elder's heart was bleeding. He knew that living would be a lifetime of torture for Luoltai, but he still had to do this, because if something happened to the young baby, the entire family's bloodline might disappear. .
This joint dispatch of troops with Subdelkin was basically a desperate move. In order to take revenge on the great elder, he did not hesitate to support Subdelkin's rise to power. After all, people are not made of mud and mud. If they are attacked repeatedly like this , and suddenly saw that his life-and-death enemy, the culprit of his child, could still calmly and methodically consider attack steps, success or failure, and then he was almost out of the range of normal people's emotions.
Maybe the hero can do it, but the great elder is just an ordinary old man who loves his children at this moment. Not to mention that as long as the great elder thinks of his child Luoltai's blood-stained appearance, and the miserable condition of his twisted hands and feet, his whole body will be full of pain. The blood was churning up and down. When I saw Yu Fuluo, the adrenal hormones were surging and the blood was flowing very fast. How could I listen to Subdelgin's persuasion, and how could I calm down?
Subdelgin was a little helpless, but at this time he could only follow the great elder until it was dark. He looked around and couldn't help but said: "Is this the entire army of General Zhengxi?" Elder, you need to guard against being attacked by surprise!"
The great elder laughed ferociously: "If you want to come, you can only come from the east and the south. You already know the direction. What are you afraid of? Yu Fuluo is right in front of the formation. Is there a better chance to kill him? Kill Yu Fuluo. Let’s go! In such a large grassland, no matter how fast we run, no Han general can catch up with us! Why, you didn’t even see the shadow of the Han people, and you started to get scared?”
Subdelkin glared at the great elder, snorted, and said nothing more.
"Separate three hundred-man troops! Prepare to charge!" the great elder shouted loudly, and suddenly the sound of horns sounded, floating in the world.
For a moment, the three centurions that advanced forward hit their horses almost at the same time. Amidst the neighing of the horses, everyone unsheathed their swords and guns and rushed straight towards the slope in the direction of Fuluo. Amidst the sound of horse hooves, there was The Great Elder howled horribly: "Kill! Kill Yu Fuluo!!"
