The snowflakes were flying, as if the clouds in the sky had been broken up and thrown down.
The space between heaven and earth is white, silvery, gray, and all kinds of white. It seems that even the boundary between heaven and earth has disappeared in the flying snowflakes.
The cavalry of the brigade were struggling to move along the originally surveyed route and along the river amid the snow. The horses were breathing white air and snorting, and the people were like monsters.
A puff of white smoke rose up.
Except for the crunching of snow and the sound of swishing and dragging, almost no one in the entire queue spoke, and it seemed that all their energy was devoted to fighting the wind and snow.
At the beginning, some people would curse Feng Xue from time to time, but as time went by, many people realized that God couldn't hear what humans like ants were calling out, so they all shut up, at least for now.
You can maintain your strength and prevent the wind and snow from getting into your mouth.
Zhao Yun is basically at the front of the entire queue. On the one hand, he needs to look at the direction, and on the other hand, he also needs to observe the movements around him. Although in such weather, it is basically impossible to encounter any Xianbei people, but out of caution, Zhao Yun still
Not relaxed, with a tall and straight figure, which makes people feel a sense of security.
Like other soldiers, Zhao Yun covered his mouth, nose and eyes with a piece of woolen black gauze. Within the black gauze, his eyes were still calm and sharp, as if nothing could disturb his thoughts.
Although he had made a lot of preparations and even had some exploration in advance, when he actually started walking, it still didn't feel like marching, but like he was fighting against the heaven and earth, fighting against the wind and snow. However, Zhao Yun also felt a little bit in his heart.
I feel that if I can really succeed this time, then every step forward will be a huge growth for myself and all the soldiers behind me. This growth will penetrate into the depths of everyone's soul and precipitate
For courage, transformed into combat power.
Sima Yi rode his horse from behind to catch up to the front. Although it was in the wind and snow, he was still polite. He first bowed his hands on the horse, and then said angrily from behind the black veil: "General, the wind and snow are getting stronger now.
, do you want to find a place to camp and take shelter first?”
Fortunately, we walked along the river. Otherwise, with such poor visibility, we would most likely deviate from the direction and get lost. And if we really lost our way in the desert, the consequences would be unimaginable...
For so many years, only one, Li Guang, was able to not only get lost in the desert, but more interestingly, he could still walk back after getting lost...
Zhao Yun looked back.
Because of the wind and snow, the traveling speed was not fast. This was even when most of the supplies were transported by sleds. It would have been unimaginable to rely on horses and manpower like before. Even so, in the wind and snow,
Marching in the middle still consumes a lot of people and horses. Even the guard Zuo Er, who was usually the most talkative, is now panting like an old cow.
"How is Zhongda's physical strength? Can you still hold on?" Zhao Yun looked at Sima Yi and asked with some concern. At first, when Sima Yi first came, Zhao Yun actually didn't take Sima Yi seriously. As for Wen Wen,
The identity of the Sima family in the county was insignificant to Zhao Yun, but as time went by, Zhao Yun's feelings towards Sima Yi gradually changed.
This is a smart man who can endure hardship and is willing to endure hardship.
Many smart people, or rather smart people, mostly leave the impression on others that they can cheat and cheat in a reasonable and legal way, let others do the hard work, and then do it themselves easily. However, such smart people do not
Anyone who likes them, even these smart people who become leaders one day, will also not like people like this.
Sima Yi is smart, but he doesn't show cunning, at least, not yet.
Originally, Sima Yi's riding skills were average, but during these times, Zhao Yun could see that Sima Yi was improving little by little. Now he could let go of his hands, and he could move freely on the horse like a veteran of riding.
Sima Yi cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, General, for your concern. This official's physical strength is quite good..." This is not because Sima Yi is trying to support him, but because Sima Yi has stayed in Pingyang for a long time and happened to be in Sima Yi's fortress.
During this period of growth, Pingyang had abundant food, especially meat, and Sima Yi himself was not short of money. In the end, Sima Yi may have been stronger and more endurance than in history. After this period of time,
The baptism of wind and frost is like a long sword gradually opening up, revealing its sharp brilliance.
Zhao Yun's exposed eyes seemed to contain a smile: "Then let's go a little further!"
Sima Yi was stunned for a moment, then he understood, and he cupped his hands helplessly: "Yes!" Zhao Yun regarded Sima Yi as a threshold valve...
Since a "white-faced scholar" like Sima Yi can still have physical strength, let alone other rough northern soldiers.
Sima Yi shook his head slightly, grabbed his horse, and prepared to return to his original position.
Although it was cold in the wind and snow, Sima Yi's heart was still hot. He knew that the significance of such actions now was not only for Xianbei, but also for the entire Han Dynasty's war pattern.
It was common sense not to use troops in winter. But now this common sense has been broken by the Hussars General, Zhao Yun, and themselves. Therefore, even if they failed to find the location of Ke Bineng's royal court this time, they still
Success!
When there is an army that can move freely in the winter, whether it is for Xianbei or for other aspects, it is as scary as a giant sword hanging above the head.
The sky is full of snow.
Sima Yi looked up and saw snowflakes falling softly on his face, but it could not calm the surging mood in his heart...
Suddenly, three scouts came with broken jade and a hole in the hazy scenery in the distance!
There seemed to be some noise, but there seemed to be no sound at all. Sima Yi suddenly heard his own heart beating violently. It seemed that a thick smell of blood began to spread among the army, causing Sima Yi to feel all over his body.
Han Mao stood up in excitement. He suddenly turned his head and looked around, only to realize that the soldiers around him, who had lowered their heads and looked like they were listless, were now like ferocious beasts. They opened their eyes and showed bloodthirsty smiles!
……(╬￣俣)……
The snow stopped and everything was pure white.
Suddenly, a human head flew up in the air, bringing out a stream of blood that burned the white snow. It was shockingly bright and destroyed the overall purity.
Zhao Yun led his soldiers and penetrated the unsuspecting Xianbei tribe with just one charge. The Xianbei people, who were suffering from the wind and snow, did not expect that anyone would fight out of the wind and snow, let alone organized resistance.
, almost powerless to fight back, completely suppressed.
Some Xianbei people ran out of various tents yelling, some raised their bows to shoot, and some held spears with the intention of blocking and killing. However, the scattered attacks could not form a joint force, and secondly, the hussar soldiers
The weapons and armor are very sharp, and ordinary attacks cannot cause much damage.
Except for a few unlucky ones, I don't know if the horse was tripped or hit, and fell off the horse. However, what is interesting is that if the weather was normal, these unlucky people would probably be half-dead or half disabled.
But now that there is a thick layer of snow on the ground, most of them are still swaying after being planted and can stand up again...
Zhao Yun lightly kicked the war horse and charged away in front of the resisting Xianbei people. The spear rolled up, as if even the remaining snow on the snow was being lifted up, roaring in the cold air, and immediately killed three people.
Xianbei was swept down, and a Xianbei man directly in front was knocked high into the air!
Another Xianbei shouted and ran towards Zhao Yun. Before he could stab out the spear in his hand, Zhao Yun swept him with a fierce shot and hit him hard on the waist and ribs. Through the leather robe, he saw
The Xianbei man's waist and ribs suddenly collapsed. His feet left the ground and he fell to one side. He spat out a large mouthful of blood, along with some fine pieces of flesh and blood.
Blood sprayed into the air, then fell on the snow, corroding the originally flat surface into bright red scars. The heat only rose halfway, and then it was frozen, forming blood-red ice.
The face reflects the frightening cold light in the hands of the Han cavalry.
After Zhao Yun overcame the small-scale resistance of the Xianbei people, he pulled out the reins of the war horse to let the horse recover its strength. The soldiers following Zhao Yun naturally divided into two parts, like dragons from the left and right,
It passed Zhao Yun and roared towards both sides of the Xianbei camp!
One side has elite soldiers and horses, strong armor, and a sudden attack, while the other side is unprepared and does not have good armor and weapons. The victory or defeat of both sides has become a foregone conclusion, it is just a matter of the length of time.
Sima Yi stood behind with his sword in hand, wondering if he could rush up, catch two and kill one, but the reason in his heart still let him control the reins. After all, it seemed easy for others to do it, so he really did it
It may not be easy. Although I say that my riding skills are pretty good now, there is still a gap between me and these hussars soldiers who are just as good on horseback as they are on the ground.
The guards beside Sima Yi seemed to be aware of Sima Yi's impulsive thoughts, so they dissuaded him: "Young Master, it's better to stay here... If your hands are really itchy, I'll catch two Xianbei dogs..."
Sima Yi pondered for a moment, shook his head, looked at the battlefield again, and said: "No need. I'm just just in case..." Although he said that he could not go into battle in person, which somewhat shattered the idea of being unparalleled on the battlefield, Sima Yi still
It's important to be able to distinguish those. As for letting the guards kidnap Xianbei people to satisfy their desire to kill, forget it, I won't be reduced to such a state.
The Xianbei people were obviously in chaos and panic. Some were resisting, others were crying out loud, and some even knelt down in the snow and buried their heads on the ground...
It's a bit pitiful and a bit regretful, but it can only be because you were born in the wrong place.
If you have an afterlife, remember to be Han Chinese.
"Send people to patrol the surrounding areas. Don't pay attention to those who escape on foot! If there are horse drivers, shoot the horses first!" Sima Yi turned around and ordered. In this weather, if there is no horse support and no supplies and equipment, even if
Even if you escape, you won't be able to reach the next Xianbei camp!
The soldiers behind him took the order, whistled, and led twenty or thirty people toward both sides of the camp.
The battle in the Xianbei camp was coming to an end. As the leader of the Xianbei camp was knocked down, the resistance of the entire Xianbei camp completely collapsed and disappeared, leaving only the wailing of the ground.
Zhao Yun sat on the horse, looked at the Xianbei leader who was coughing up blood, and said: "You won't survive... But you still have tribal men, and these old and weak women and children... After all, where is the next camp?
If you tell me honestly, after finding the next camp, all your children and old people can still survive...what? My Xianbei dialect is pretty good, right?"
"Han dog..." The Xianbei leader seemed to have suffered multiple injuries to his chest and abdomen, and blood was constantly seeping out of his mouth and nose. However, he still did not scream in pain. He just stared at Zhao Yun and coughed several times before continuing.
Said, "Ahem...who are you?"
"A certain person, Chang Shan, Zhao Zilong." Zhao Yun said, "You don't have much time... Come out honestly, and I will give you a treat! If you, the young and old in the tribe, can find the location of the next tribe, I will
Guaranteed, they can still live! If they can't find it... haha... However, if you don't want to say it, it doesn't really matter, because in fact, we also know the general direction! It depends on whether you want to be in your tribe
People who want to survive... just say it!"
"Ahem..." The Xianbei leader coughed up some more clots of blood and gasped, "Han dog... Haha, ahem, are you going to the next camp... Facing the direction of the rising sun, turn to the left about
One arm, two and a half days away...go and die..."
The Xianbei leader grunted and coughed out the next curse mixed with blood.
After finishing speaking, the Xianbei leader closed his eyes and waited for death. He did not ask Zhao Yun to swear an oath or anything, because normal people knew that oaths are meant to be broken. When they are on opposite sides, they still believe in the oaths of the other party.
He is simply so stupid that he is worse than a pig.
Zhao Yun nodded, dismounted from his horse, walked up to the Xianbei leader, then pulled the Xianbei leader to kneel and sit up, pressed him on his shoulder, nodded slightly to signal to the Xianbei leader, and immediately pulled out the sword from his waist.
, cut it down with one knife!
The head flew up, and the headless body rolled down into the snow, staining a large area red.
Zhao Yun shook off the blood on his sword and issued a series of orders: "Order the scouts to go to the northeast to investigate! Order Sima Zhongda to come and count and distribute the supplies! Gather these Xianbei together and take care of them! The rest will be repaired on the spot! Set off tomorrow!"
