Didao is like a barometer of the strength of Chinese farming and nomadic peoples. When the farming people are strong, Didao is the seat of Xiliang, and its tentacles will extend to the Western Regions. But once the nomads gain the upper hand, Didao often
They will be the first cities to be invaded and attacked first.
Quinoa Goli had really accelerated his progress as much as possible, but the heavy snow increased the difficulty of traveling, making it impossible for Quinoa Goli to rely on the power of the war horse as quickly as before. The soft snow layer deep into his calves not only made it difficult
It was difficult for the people and horses to travel, and because there was not enough food and grass supplies, every section of the journey was extremely difficult.
Quinoa went to Li and also considered that Jiang Ji might send troops to attack, but after the team behind them lay in wait for two days without seeing any movement, they gave up all detection of the back route. Because of such a journey, Quinoa
Xiang Li believed that even if Jiang Ji wanted to catch up, it would be almost impossible.
And the further time goes by, the less likely it is for the Han people to catch up. This is common sense in fighting the Han people over the years.
So now, the most important thing in Quinoa's heart is not to focus on guarding against Han pursuit, but how to boost the morale of the Qiang people, and then how to bring more people back to their homes!
Quinoa Goli has begun to constantly publicize that the main responsibility for this failure is Ma Chao. He did not plan well, did not estimate, did not use his full strength, was the first to retreat, etc., all the blame was placed on Ma Chao.
On top of that, since Ma Chao is dead anyway, it is impossible for him to come out to confront Quinoa and argue.
Kill to Jincheng!
Looting the Ma Chao family's wealth to quell the anger and dissatisfaction of the Qiang people became Quinoa's inevitable choice for profit.
Although this will lead to the decline of Quinoa Quli's reputation among the Han people in Xiliang, Quinoa Quli can't care about this now. Let's get over the current suffering first, and we can ease it when there is a chance later.
The quinoa profits have even been distributed. I and the owner of my tribe will take 50% of it, and then let the remaining 50% be distributed by the Qiang tribes who are following them, so that my tribe can remain strong.
At the same time, the following Qiang tribes will not be left with nothing...
The journey was cold, and the quinoa was lying at the foot of Ji County. Although I held back a mouthful of blood and did not spit it out, maintaining the remaining dignity, it was actually not as good as spitting it out. I felt extremely angry, coupled with my concern for the future.
Worrying about this, I have always been trying to make money from quinoa along the way, and I couldn't help but fall ill.
In order not to affect the morale of the army, and to prevent other Qiang tribal leaders from coveting him, Quinoa Gouli still insists on marching in the queue every day. Even in order to make the tribe more confident, Quinoa Gouli marches every day.
You should rub some blood on your face to prevent your face from looking too pale.
Of course, Quinoa is not stupid enough to cut his own blood to apply it.
The fatigue on the road aggravated Quinoa's condition, but with Didao in front of him and Quinoa's worries about to be solved, he finally had a good night's sleep.
Unfortunately, this good mood was ruined before the next morning. Quinoa Xiangli was awakened by the news from the scouts. He got the news that Han people were catching up behind him!
Quinoa was very puzzled and asked the scout carefully: "Where did this enemy come from? Are they from Ji County?"
"No, I didn't see the Jiang family's battle flag, only the black one with red stripes! Not even a last name!" the scout replied helplessly.
Quinoa frowned and said, "How many people are there?"
"What we see so far is that there are only three to four hundred people..."
"Huh..." Qinmai Qili breathed a sigh of relief, "Let Rizha lead a team of a thousand people to meet them! Kill these Han people!"
With a three-to-one combat power comparison, even if they cannot completely annihilate the pursuing Han army, they can at least hit them hard from a distance and drive them away...
That's what Quinoa Xiangli thought, but what happened next was beyond his expectation.
When he climbed up a hillside with force, he couldn't help but be surprised when he saw the battle breaking out in the rear! Rizha, with a thousand men, did have an advantage in numbers, but in front of the incoming Han people
, like a thousand headless sheep, with only two horns, which are used to attack their own people, they are weak and vulnerable when facing the Han people...
Although the number of Han people was small, they were extremely brave. They shouted and killed the Qiang people, and the shouts of killing were deafening. A war flag with a black background and red stripes was floating on the hillside in the distance. There was no surname, but Quinoa went to
Li knew that that must be the location of the Han general who was chasing him.
Because of the snow and the soft ground, the war horses could not run at all, and they were not even as fast as humans. After all, the ankles of war horses were fragile. If they accidentally stepped on hollows in the soft snow, it would almost result in broken bones and tendons. Therefore, the Qiang people
They all just walked, since there were not many Han people anyway.
But with only these three to four hundred people, these Han people were able to kill at will under his eyes. This was simply something that Quinoa Quli's uncle could tolerate, but his aunt couldn't tolerate! Quinoa Quli decided to gather troops again and take advantage of this opportunity.
If we have the opportunity to kill these Han people here, we can avoid worries, and it can also improve the morale of some Qiang people.
Amidst the long horn sound, some panicked Qiang people gradually started to move. Following the command of Qinmai Qianli, the other two thousand-man troops were like arms spread to the left and right, starting from the valley and surrounding the mountains and forests.
They went to kill the Han generals, preparing to outflank and intercept them. The Rizha troops who were facing them head on seemed to have received a shot of blood, and they were more or less inspired to fight.
Rizha was a little nervous and a little excited at the same time. He had been with Quinoa for many years, and he had been stuck in the position of leader of a thousand people. He thought that he was good at martial arts, and he had made many achievements over the years.
But not being able to get a chance to enter the top ranks of the Qiang people has become an unforgettable regret in his heart. Now, it seems that an opportunity suddenly appears in front of him. As long as he annihilates this troublesome Han army in front of him, maybe he can
You can take this achievement a step further!
Think about it, even the other Qiang-headed people did not achieve anything under Ji County, but Tariza was able to defeat the Han troops. What is this if not an iron-clad achievement?
As Rizha thought, he waved his sword and shouted, tightly pressing the Han troops with his hands, and pushing up the Han flag on the hillside.
Now, coupled with the fact that Quinoa has sent people out to surround them, as long as the Han people are entangled here, it will definitely be a big victory!
Rizha shouted loudly: "The king has sent people to outflank them, kill them! Encircle them and kill them!"
"Oh oh oh..." The Qiang people cheered up and crowded together, pushing each other to climb up.
"Boom! Boom boom boom..."
Rizha was directing the Qiang people to continue upward when he suddenly heard sounds that he was extremely familiar with and also extremely frightened about. These sounds were fast and dense, almost connected together, as if there were hundreds of crossbowmen firing at once.
"Crossbow!" Rizha suddenly broke into a cold sweat. He looked up, and at some point, under the black and red-striped battle flag, a row of crossbowmen stood out, holding crossbows and shooting downwards.
, the crossbow arrows roared, as dense as locusts.
"What the hell! How can you still shoot your bow in this kind of weather!" Rizha yelled almost in despair. He didn't believe what he was seeing, but the bright red blood spurting out of the Qiang people who were shot reminded him,
All of this is real, a reality scarier than nightmares.
Most of the bowstrings of the Qiang people are made of animal rubber bands. In a snowy environment, even if they are carefully maintained, they will inevitably become loose due to moisture, making it impossible to fire the bow. Therefore, Rizha did not make any protective arrows and crossbows at all.
The arrows were ready, but the Han people on the hillside seemed not to care about the weather restrictions at all. The powerful crossbow arrows were like sledgehammers, smashing down quickly and smashing the Qiang people together like mutton skewers.
, shot on the spot one by one, one after another!
The Qiang people were shouting, screaming, crying, and became a mess.
Corpses fell one after another and rolled down the hillside, quickly smashing away any trace of morale that the Qiang people had finally gathered. The Qiang people began to hold their heads, turn around and run away trembling, even if they were kicked.
He stepped on the air and tumbled down the hillside, unwilling to stay under the threat of the crossbow bolt for a moment longer.
Rizha was not a smart-minded person to begin with. When he saw the sudden change in front of him, his mind went blank and buzzed. He was like a driver driving on the road for the first time. He was sweating all over his body and could move his eyes everywhere.
There is no problem with my voice, but my hands and feet are stiff and inflexible...
Rizha misjudged the situation, and he also misjudged the ferocity of the black-armored Han people who were chasing him. He originally thought there were only three or four hundred people, so even if they were piled up by hand, they would be
These black-armored Han people can be killed. At most, some of their subordinates will die, and the pressure of food and grass on the road is so great. It doesn't matter if some of them die, as long as the morale can be improved...
However, Quinoa Chuli had no idea that when this group of black-armored Han people saw the troops he sent to outflank him, not only did they not panic and try to break out, but they launched a more fierce counterattack against the Rizha troops!
Immediately, the Rizha troops were caught off guard!
"Damn it! Damn it!" Sweat broke out on Quinoa's anxious back. The cold wind blew, making him feel cold. "Hurry up and reorganize your formation. Go up, go up!"
Under the cover of the crossbow arrow, Meng Shu, as the tip of the arrow, went straight towards Rizha. With a roar, the sword in his hand struck straight towards Rizha like lightning.
At this time, Rizha no longer cared about commanding the troops. He first thought about his own life and quickly raised his sword to meet him, trying to remove Meng Shu's sword.
"when!"
With a roar, Meng Shu moved from top to bottom, and the momentum of sprinting increased. Although Rizha consciously tried to release the force, but he could not completely release it, a strong force came, and he couldn't help but grunted and staggered. After taking two steps back, the sword in his hand almost flew out of his hand!
Meng Shu succeeded with one blow, but was even more unforgiving, striking three times in a row. Rizha did not dare to neglect, and ignored the soreness of the tiger's mouth in his hand. He raised the knife with both hands and fought hard to meet him.
There were three almost continuous sounds of weapons clashing. Sparks flew everywhere, and the mouth of Rizha Tiger was cracked and blood spurted out. Even if he was holding the knife in both hands, he could not hold it. Seeing Meng Shu, he was Rizha was shocked when the knife struck in the air. He couldn't help but let out a sharp roar. He mustered up his remaining strength and stopped trying to parry. He raised the knife and swept it across Meng Shu's waist and abdomen. It was actually a vicious move that would hurt both sides.
Meng Shu sneered, moved his left hand behind his back, turned his wrist, and actually put on a hook. He immediately held the sword that Rizha had chopped off, and then slashed Rizha's shoulder blade with the knife, cutting him down. land!
The hook set is a composite weapon that combines a small shield and a long hook. It is smaller and lighter than the ordinary war shield. The shield is used for pushing and blocking, and the hook is used for binding. This kind of weapon It has three functions: defense, hook, and push. It is generally used with the ring-shou sword, and is especially effective against weapons with twigs such as Changge.
Since most of the pre-Qin infantry used long spears, Meng Shu was naturally very proficient in hook-mounted weapons, and he directly disrupted Rizha's offensive and treated him as a serious injury.
Several Qiang people who were following Rizha were shocked and rushed up one after another, trying to snatch Rizha back.
However, the rest of the Mengshi black-armored warriors did not agree and rushed forward. In addition, Meng Shu's left hand was hooked and his right hand was knifed, smashing and slashing, and by the way, he was cutting with hook, killing five people in a row. They were as powerful as tigers and were unstoppable in their bravery. They killed the Qiang people to the point where they were so embarrassed that they retreated steadily.
Meng Shu cut off the dying Rizha's head with a knife, tied it up with a long hook, and raised it high in the air. "The enemy general has been beheaded! Kill these Qiang dogs!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The Montessori black-armored warriors shouted loudly together, their momentum like a rainbow.
The Qiang people's expressions suddenly changed with horror. They were shocked by the momentum of the Mengshi black-armored warriors. A thousand people besieged three to four hundred people. In the end, not only were they unable to capture them, but they were also counterattacked by the opponent, and even the general was injured.
This sounds like a ridiculous thing, but when it happened cruelly, any Qiang person at the scene would not feel ridiculous, but would just feel scared.
Seeing the Mengshi black-armored warriors advancing step by step, Rizha's blood-stained head shaking in Meng Shu's hands, these Qiang people no longer had any intention of fighting with the Mengshi warriors, and turned around and ran away...
Not only the Qiang people under Rizha were frightened, but even Quinoa Qianli was so frightened that he quickly blew his trumpet to ask the thousands-man team that was outflanked by the left and right wings to quickly change their route and join the Chinese army here. Otherwise, they would have to wait for the left and right sides.
The two wings rushed deep and shallow in the snow, and the black-armored warriors like Mengshi also followed the defeated soldiers of Rizha to fight in front of them!
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
The horn sounded urgently again, and the Qiang people on both sides who were marching hard in the snow looked at each other blankly. Some of the grumpy ones even couldn't help but curse. The Qiang people on the left and right wings were surrounded by mountains and woodlands, which blocked their sight.
Not everyone can clearly see what is happening on the front line. Not long after they ran out, they suddenly received an order to change direction. Naturally, they were very surprised.
Mengshu pointed Rizha's head at Quinoa, laughed and shouted: "Qiang dog! Do you dare to fight?"
More Montessori warriors also shouted: "Qiang dog! Do you dare to come and fight!"
The rumbling echo floated among the valleys, as if the whole world was following Mengshi and others to laugh at the Qiang people and ridicule the quinoa for profit.
Quinoa's face was livid, and he raised his hand and ordered: "Quick! Keep blowing the trumpet! Let the two wings come back and surround them! Kill these guys!"
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
"Turn around! Damn it! Turn around and go back!" Although the two-wing Qiang people in the valley did not fully understand what happened, they could not fake the order. No matter how much confusion they had in their hearts, they still had to follow the order.
After doing something, they turned back one after another, stomping hard with one foot deep and one shallow, and rushed back...
