Farming people and nomadic people are like two ends of a seesaw. The prerequisite for one to go up is for the other to go down.
This was true for the Xiongnu, Xianbei, and later the Turks and Khitans, as well as the Jurchens, Mongols, and Manchus. Without exception.
As for who can overwhelm whom, it seems that history is always joking and forming reincarnations one after another.
Hesitation often leads to giving for nothing, but recklessness can easily lead to giving for nothing.
So what should be done?
When the cavalry general Feiqian got the cotton, he was thinking about the little property of his neighbor to the north.
Throughout the evolutionary history of China, most of its neighbors to the south are Sichuan and Shu, and few of them have crossed the Qinling Mountains. But it is different for those to the north. They have crossed the Yellow River several times. If China wants to truly develop, these surrounding neighbors must not be too
powerful.
As for Xianbei, it is obviously the most developed one around the Han Dynasty.
Of course, if we go by history, Xianbei would fight with each other, fall in love and kill each other, and then fall together with the Han Dynasty, and finally formed countries such as Murong Tuoba during the Five Husties. But the problem is that the Han Dynasty is now
The wheels have already shifted, and Fei Qian is not very sure that Xianbei's history will not change...
In the end, Fei Qian decided to take advantage of the equipment this time and add fuel to the flames while Xianbei was fighting each other...
Zhao Yun is the specific person who carried out this battle.
Now that the most important information has been grasped, only the final blow is left...
The royal court of Kebineng is a place called Hongshi Mountain by the Xianbei people. Of course, this is the name of the Xianbei people themselves, and for the Han people, basically they have not set foot in this area, so naturally there is no
What kind of album, or the right to name a region?
Hongshi Mountain serves as a barrier against the cold in the north. If it is summer, there will be lush vegetation and cattle and sheep at the foot of the mountain. Such a high-quality place will naturally belong to the royal tribe of Kebineng.
Now, the Han people led by Zhao Yun entered this strange land for the first time, and naturally it was not just for a casual visit.
In front of a nest in the snow, the corpses of three Xianbei scouts lay in front of the nest.
"Well done! Credit!"
Zhao Yun affirmed to his men who successfully touched the whistle, then raised his head and looked into the distance...
On the mountains on the horizon in the distance, covered with white snow, there is a bit of red, like the light under the skirt of a goddess inadvertently exposed, making people's hearts beat faster.
Here is the ultimate goal of Zhao Yun and others.
And under the foot of the mountain, the shelter from the wind is where Kebineng's royal court is. Even Zhao Yun seemed to feel that he saw pillars of smoke rising from the foot of the mountain.
As expected, Ke Bineng did not receive any information and knew nothing about the arrival of Zhao Yun and others. This den in the Xianbei sentry post was obviously just a general layout, even just for keeping warm, and some
Concealment was ignored.
Winter, before Zhao Yun's action, was almost equivalent to the end of the war.
When Xianbei went south, although the Xianbei people were somewhat accustomed to the cold, when winter really came, they still could not continue to expand their victory and chose to retreat.
Without adequate and suitable protection against the cold, it is simply impossible to cross the obstacles of wind and snow.
On Zhao Yun's journey, the most casualties were not men, but horses. After all, the soldiers wore leather armor and cotton clothes to keep out the cold. Even if they were cut or stabbed, they would not be easily injured. Those who fell from the horse were also covered with snow. The amount of damage was
It's not big, but for war horses, it's a huge disaster.
Even with careful care, many war horses were still damaged by frostbite. If all the horses in the previous Xianbei camps had not been harvested and replenished, at least half of their combat power would have been lost by now!
Thinking about the Battle of Dragon City back then, it was probably the same. It was not only people who lost, but also horses.
Zhao Yun gently exhaled, forming a line of white smoke that quickly disappeared into the air.
Well, the wind is not strong.
The closer to the war and the more chaotic the battlefield becomes, the calmer Zhao Yun becomes. This may be Zhao Yun's talent.
"Do you all know what to do?" Zhao Yun lifted up the black gauze used to block the glare of the white snow, looked back at Zhang Xiu and Sima Yi and asked. Although the attack plan had been confirmed before the war, Zhao Yun still wanted to ensure
Nothing goes wrong.
Zhang Xiu turned around and looked at the Red Rock Mountain on the horizon, and nodded with a sense of excitement.
Sima Yi cupped his hands and said, "General, please don't worry!"
Zhao Yun's eyes couldn't help but fall on Sima Yi's left hand.
Sima Yi smiled and took back his left hand, "It doesn't matter..." Unlike Zhao Yun and Zhang Xiu, who were originally from the north, although Sima Yi had stayed in Pingyang for a while, he was still in a relatively warm zone on the whole, and now he has become a mature man.
I was walking through the ice and snow when I accidentally injured my left hand.
As we all know, iron in winter is sweet, so many people leave their tongues on the surface of iron objects. In fact, popsicles that are harder to freeze in summer have the same tongue-sucking effect. Although Sima Yi did not lick weapons, he did not
I accidentally bumped into an exposed iron tool and was gloriously injured.
Sima Yi was somewhat embarrassed. After all, he did not bleed on the battlefield, but he was injured due to daily affairs. However, this was not a serious injury, and Sima Yi did not feel that there was anything that needed special care.
Zhao Yun nodded slightly and immediately ordered all ministries to enter the battle!
Zhang Xiu took the lead in raising the battle flag and began to circle around the flank with his men...
A soldier took out a fire sickle, lit a stick of incense, and placed it in front of Zhao Yun.
The current weather, although the incense is lit, may not be completely burned out. It is only used as a supplement. After all, these days, there are no walkie-talkies.
Zhao Yun covered the black gauze again and waited quietly until he saw the ground trembling slightly, and in his ears he heard the neighing of war horses and the wild shouts of people coming from the wind...
The wind whistled in his ears, and Zhang Xiu also howled loudly. Then he shot a gun through the chest of a Xianbei man, and with the help of his horse power, he lifted the Xianbei man into the air!
The blood color began to spread, and it even seemed to spread into Zhang Xiu's eyes, which became blood red.
"Ouch..."
Zhang Xiu raised his head and roared like a wolf. He led his soldiers to kill and set fire, creating a symphony of ice and fire under the Red Stone Mountain!
People living in the desert all know a common sense that people cannot outrun war horses, so the first thing they do is not take care of their own families, nor go to see their cattle and sheep, but only cavalry can fight against cavalry, so Xianbei
When people suddenly encountered Zhang Xiu's surprise attack, they subconsciously ran to find their own Xianbei war horses.
This kind of behavior invisibly prevented Zhang Xiu from experiencing greater pressure when he advanced. Kebi, who had a larger number of people in the Xianbei royal court, did not form any organized resistance, which made Zhang Xiu's initial
At that time, it caused great damage and chaos.
"Woo... Wu..." The hurried horn horn finally sounded for a long time after the initial chaos and in the expectation of the Xianbei people. The Xianbei people seemed to wake up at first. Regarding Zhang Xiu's
Break out and block.
However, Zhang Xiu did not stop because of this. Instead, he became more and more excited. He led his cavalry to charge left and right, shouting loudly and causing wanton chaos.
For Zhang Xiu, even if he only participates in a battle like this once in his life, he can boast about it for the rest of his life!
What's more, you can brag in front of Gan Feng!
Although the weather was severely cold, Zhang Xiu felt that the blood was rushing all over his body. He even felt that his hands and feet were slightly hot, and he became more and more flexible when swinging his spear...
The Xianbei people are not afraid of war, because most of the wars in the grasslands and deserts are started by them. Normally, fighting is no stranger to the Xianbei people, regardless of whether they are men, women, old or young.
But the problem is that this is not a war in normal mode, but a war in cold weather, at a time when the Xianbei people think there will never be a battle.
Even if the Xianbei people who were originally huddled in the tent rushed out and tried their best to stop them, they would quickly lose their physical strength and endurance due to the cold weather, and their hands and feet would become stiff, resulting in deformed movements.
Time has forgotten that in this kind of weather, you cannot touch the weapon directly with bare hands. When you grab the knife and gun and want to slash, you suddenly find that the tip of an arrow or something is stuck to your hand. If you pull it hard, it will be dripping with blood!
The war horse collided with the human body, and the sound of broken bones and tendons made people's teeth feel sore just hearing it.
Refined steel knives collided with messy iron knives, copper knives, and even bone knives. Some of the sounds were low, some were crisp. The inferior iron knives could not withstand the slashing speed of the horse. The slightly soft copper
This is even more true for weapons. Many of them were simply cut off with a single blow, and the Xianbei people behind the weapons flew into pieces with their flesh and blood!
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
Zhang Xiu led his soldiers and horses, roaring like thunder, roaring like a hurricane, rolling up waves of blood in the Xianbei Royal Court camp.
The Xianbei people's tents burst into flames, and thick black smoke shot straight into the sky.
The cattle and sheep pen was destroyed at some point. The frightened cattle and sheep screamed in panic and then ran away.
Many Xianbei people couldn't help but scream in pain when they saw this scene in front of them, because they knew that even if they defeated the group of Han people in front of them, or even killed them all, the current losses would be unavoidable.
If the cattle and sheep cannot be collected in time, most of the cattle and sheep in the wild will die after one night!
Not to mention how those Xianbei people who had their tents burned would survive the remaining half of the winter!
The Xianbei people wailed, but they also forgot that when they went south to plunder the Han people, the voices of the farmers and women in the villages were also so similar.
Xianbei's horns sounded louder and louder, and the entire Xianbei Royal Court was like boiling red rice porridge, glowing with white, red, or pink foam, one after another restless.
Unconsciously, Zhang Xiu looked around and found that there seemed to be Xianbei people everywhere...
At this time, it can be said that it is already a big victory.
Ever since the Xianbei people rose up in the desert, spread across the east, west, north and south, and defeated the Han army in Maodun, they have almost never seen such a mess again.
However, this is not enough...
Zhang Xiu didn't seem to have any intention of retreating. He personally led his troops and ran rampant among the Xianbei people. It seemed that his goal was the huge, colorful military tent in the center of the royal court, which belonged to Kebineng's royal tent.
Just as Zhang Xiu was charging forward, a wolf-fang arrow appeared silently beside Zhang Xiu, hidden in the sound of wind and people! Zhang Xiu shouted, and the sharp arrow broke through Zhang Xiu's armor.
Pricked into Zhang Xiu's waist!
Zhang Xiu didn't even have time to pull out the arrow. He turned around and saw that on the side of a tent, a Xianbei eagle shooter was placing the second wolf tooth arrow on his bow!
Zhang Xiu screamed "Ouch", and his body reacted faster than his brain. Before he could shrink back and avoid it, Zhang Xiu had already thrown the spear hanging on the side of his horse!
