As some Qiang people returned to their respective tribes with some things from the horse thieves' military camp, some strange sounds gradually spread.
"Didn't you say that... the guy named Zeng is very powerful? Look, this... foundation has been blown away..."
"Have you heard? It was said before that the Zeng family's Wubao was also captured, and now it has been taken down again. Let me tell you, this time, the Zeng family is finished..."
"What are you guys doing? Shut up! Go to work!"
When the leader of the Qiang tribe saw it, he yelled loudly, and then several Qiang people bowed their heads and ran away. They may not say anything anymore, but they may hide in that corner next time and continue chattering.
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The Qiang-headed man wandered around for a while, then with a calm face, he mounted his horse and headed towards the Beigong tribe.
Before arriving at the Beigong tribe, I met people from other Qiang tribes.
As soon as their eyes touch each other, they know they are the right person.
After entering the Beigong camp, they found some people from other tribes, and without saying anything else, they all gathered in the Beigong tent.
Beigong also had a headache. This matter developed much faster and more troublesome than he imagined. Beigong did not expect that Zhang Liao would use such a method, which was different from any previous Western Qiang rebellion...
This is also the reason why the Qiang people have not been very keen on responding to Zeng Dahu from the beginning until now. After all, Zhang Liao, Jia Xu and others targeted Zeng Dahu, as well as officials in various counties and towns, and did not target the Qiang people.
"The Han people with the tricolor flag didn't look for us..."
"Everyone who went there has returned, and no one has died..."
"They didn't tell us what they wanted us to do. We just went there and brought some things back..."
"..."
This is all the information given to Beigong.
It is also the content that is placed in front of each leader of the Qiang tribe.
It seems that no matter from what aspect, the actions of the tricolor Han people represented by Zhang Liao are more like internal conflicts among the Han people, rather than targeting the Qiang people in Longyou.
So, to put it simply, Zeng Dahu was just threatening and trying to drag the Qiang people into the water?
Beigong looked at the leader of the Yellow Sheep Tribe, the one who was closest to Zeng Dahu, that is, the Yellow Sheep Tribe, "Tell me, what do you think you want if the Han people with the three-color flag mount such a large formation..."
What to do? Is Zeng Zhongyi still hiding something?"
The old man of the Yellow Sheep Tribe frowned and thought for a long time, "The number of troops dispatched by the Tricolor Han people this time... doesn't seem to be very many... maybe the Han people are up to some conspiracy?"
"Well..." Beigong sighed and said, "Thirty or forty years ago, when the Han people came with great fanfare, weren't we unlucky?"
"..." Others immediately thought of the previous two Xiqiang rebellions.
"What should I do?"
"What should we do? Be careful! Be more prepared! Don't act rashly!" Beigong glanced at them and said, "The Han people can't believe it...the Han people before, Zeng Zhongyi, and the current Han with the three-color flag...
...It's all the same, I can't believe it... As for what to do... I still have to think about it..."
"Then..." The surrounding tribal leaders looked at each other, "Then you mean, if the Han people don't take the initiative to provoke us... we don't have to... take care of Zeng Zhongyi?"
Beigong was silent for a while, nodded, and said: "Judging from the current situation, the tricolor Han people... If they really cause trouble for us, there will be nothing to say. We will handle it according to the old method... But now?"
, Let’s not worry about Zeng Zhongyi. I think the most important thing is to first figure out what the Han people in the tricolor flag are trying to do..."
"But Zeng Zhongyi said..." The yellow sheep-headed man couldn't help but say, "The three-color flag will charge us taxes! We will drag away our cattle and sheep! If we really do it, it will take ten years. Who can afford it by then?"
If we ignore Zeng Zhongyi now, if the Hans in the Tricolor Banner kill people like Zeng Zhongyi and then turn over to attack us, who will come to help us then?"
"Yes, that makes sense..."
"Everyone was good at first, but now the tricolor Han people want to join in and cause chaos..."
Beigong smiled, waved his hand, and stopped everyone's chaotic words, "You didn't hear me clearly... I say it again, no Han people can believe it! No matter it's the Han people before, Zeng Zhongyi, or
The Han people with the current three-color flag are all the same and cannot be believed! Do you understand?"
"..."
"do not really understand……"
"As long as you understand a little bit..." Beigong didn't bother to explain, "As I said before, the most important thing is to understand what the Han people in the tricolor flag are going to do!"
"What if..."
"What if the Han really just want to deal with Zeng Zhongyi..."
"It depends on the situation, do you understand?" Beigong smiled, "Again, it depends on the situation... The most important thing to remember is that the Han people cannot be trusted! Okay, just go back. If anything happens, I will send someone
I'm going to find you..."
The leader of the Yellow Sheep Tribe was the last one to leave. Before leaving, he hesitated outside Beigong's tent. Apparently he had something else he wanted to say, but in the end Beigong ignored him, so he just said
He may have left sadly.
"Old thing..." Beigong snorted, "Just thinking about my own family background..."
The Huangyang tribe is the closest to the territory of the Han people. If there is any problem, it will be the first to suffer, so the leader of the Huangyang tribe is naturally anxious.
But without the Yellow Sheep Tribe as an early warning, how could Beigong know what the Han people would do? So even if Beigong knew what the leader of the Yellow Sheep Tribe was thinking, he would just pretend he didn't know...
………(⊙_⊙;)…………
"Is this that?"
Zeng Dahu had a headache.
Zeng Dahu climbed up from the leather mattress and felt a little sore all over his body. This pain was not in one place, but a piece here and a piece there, making Zeng Dahu feel like he was a human figure spliced together.
You need to add more grease to the joints to make them easier and more flexible.
Getting old...
People who travel around the world always have the experience that they can't sleep well when they go to bed and feel confused when they wake up. It was better when they were young, but when they get older, they tend to recognize their bed and either rest in a familiar place or rest in a familiar place.
Hard to sleep on.
Zeng Dahu thought he was still young, but after he stepped out, he realized that he was already old.
After shaking his head and washing himself with the cold spring water, Zeng Dahu finally came to his senses.
"Has the black-faced scar who went exploring the road come back?"
"I'm back...but..."
"Just what?"
"People are back, this food and grass..."
Zeng Dahu frowned and gritted his teeth, "Call him over!"
Not long after, the little leader of the horse thieves, nicknamed "Black Face Scar", came over. He lowered his head from a distance and was a little afraid to look at Zeng Dahu.
"Say, what's going on?" Zeng Dahu sat on a stone, holding a piece of naan, tearing off a small piece, and biting it with a grin.
"Boss..." Black-faced Scar said hesitantly, "They... they won't give..."
Zeng Dahu stood up slowly, "What did you say?"
The black-faced scar lowered his head, "He... they... refused... refused to give..."
"You won't give it?" Zeng Dahu gritted his teeth and said, "Aha?! You won't give it?!"
Before the black-faced scar could nod, he was suddenly kicked to the ground by Zeng Dahu, "You coward! Why don't you come back like this if you don't want to give it to me? Are they your father or your mother? Ah? I won't give it to you.
Are your hands lame or your feet broken due to paralysis? Ah?!』
The black-faced scar did not dare to resist. He just held his head and curled up on the ground to resist, "Boss, you said...you said not to use violence..."
"Oh?" Zeng Dahu retracted his feet, "I said that?"
Zeng Dahu pulled the black-faced scar up from the ground and put on a smiling face, "Ah, it was a typo, wasn't it? My good brother with a black face, tell me, what did I say?"
』
The black-faced scar trembled, "It's boss, boss, you said it, you said... treat them better, last time... just last time..."
"You're so paralyzed!" Zeng Dahu slapped Black Face Scar to the ground again, "Last time, did the damn hussars come last time? Ah? Last time, did we need them last time? Damn it.
Yes, last time I meant to raise them first, just like raising cattle and sheep until they grow up! Are you so numb that you can only listen to half a sentence? Are you lying down and pretending to be dead? Why don't you go and gather your brothers!
Let’s get to work!』
"Oh oh oh oh..." When the horse thieves heard that they were going to take action, they all became excited. Even the black-faced scar who had been beaten up didn't care about the bruise on his nose, swollen face and blood in his mouth, hehehehehahahaha...
Zeng Dahu still had a smile on his face, but his heart became colder and colder. If he didn't eat the grass on the edge of his nest, he was just not very hungry. If he really had no choice, he would even eat feces! Zeng Dahu didn't know that doing this would lead to Qiang.
The human tribe's rebound has lost its original protective effect, but if the food problem is not solved now, the team may collapse immediately in the next moment!
Either die of hunger or thirst, or take a gamble, so even if it is a bowl of poisonous wine in front of you, you can only drink it first!
Zeng Dahu led his troops to attack a small Qiang tribe nearby. Although Zeng Dahu arranged for his men to surround all the Qiang tribes as much as possible before taking action, and did not leave any survivors, it does not mean that
This is so safe that no one knows about it.
Near noon the next day, another member of the Qiang tribe came to visit a friend. As a result, he saw the miserable situation on the ground and was so horrified that he crawled away...
A few days later, like a jackal hiding in the grass, when the grass withered, Zeng Dahu's position was gradually exposed...
Zeng Dahu did not dare to stay in one place for a long time. After changing the hiding place again, the horse thieves were inevitably a little tired. After eating the preserved meat, except for some sentries in charge of security, most of the people were looking for
Everyone went to sleep in a place that drove them crazy.
At night, the surrounding meadows are very quiet.
The summer night wind is not very cold, and occasionally it brings the snorting of war horses, and some small talk in sleep, teeth grinding, etc., mixed with the unbridled chirping of some unknown insects in the grass.
The stars are shining brightly in the sky.
In the middle of the night, just as the bonfire was gradually extinguishing, suddenly, the sound of horse hooves like rolling thunder sounded from a distance, frightening the horse thieves who were on guard in the distance to scream in panic, and then the shrill alarm cry rang out.
night sky.
The horse thieves' camp suddenly erupted into chaos.
Zeng Dahu was the first to stand up from his leather mattress and picked up the sword that was beside him. He didn't even have time to put on his robes, so he screamed for his men to assemble to prepare for the opponent's surprise attack.
Zeng Dahu looked in the direction of the sound. The first thing he saw was a large red dot, which looked particularly eye-catching in the dark night. This red dot moved very fast and did not last long.
It has turned into a loose large piece of jumping fire, like a huge firebird, spreading its wings and rushing towards here. The sound of horse hooves getting closer and closer is like a knock on the ground.
The heart of the horse thief was so struck that all the horse thieves, including Zeng Dahu, turned pale.
"Go! Hurry! Hurry!!" Zeng Dahu got on his horse and pointed in the opposite direction of the fire, "Go over there! Hurry! Go quickly!"
This is obviously a sign of bad intentions. You don't even need to look too much to guess that the cavalry has followed them here. Although Zeng Dahu also has some doubts in his heart, now is obviously not the time to stand around and think about problems. It is important to escape!
Who the hell dares to confront a hussar?
Isn't that a fool plus an idiot?
Zeng Dahu gave the order, and all the horse thieves had the same idea. They had absolutely no thoughts of personal heroism. They all followed Zeng Dahu and fled in the opposite direction of the red light jumping...
Just then, something strange happened.
The hussars and horses on the other side of the red light seemed to slow down, and then after a moment, the red light disappeared, and the whole land fell into darkness again. The sound of the horses' hooves was heard and was extremely noisy, but no one knew that the hussars were
Are the people and horses chasing after them...
"Slow down! Take it all in!"
The more Zeng Dahu fled, the more he felt something was wrong. He couldn't help shouting to ask the surrounding horse thieves to slow down. However, for these horse thieves, panic is so easy to give up, even if Zeng Dahu is heartbroken.
He yelled, and unknowingly, after running for less than half an hour, he finally let go of his fear and slowly collected his horse.
In the middle of the night, they were frightened and started running wildly. They were exhausted both in terms of physical strength and endurance. The horse thieves were huffing and puffing on the horses, and the horses were snorting and shaking their tails.
"..." Zeng Dahu turned his head left and right, staring in the direction where the red light disappeared, but he saw nothing.
Didn't catch up?
Is this considered...an escape?
"That's that?" Zeng Dahu gasped and raised his head, preparing to identify his current position from the position of the stars in the sky, but when he looked at it, his heart suddenly jumped, "That's not right...that's not right.
...This direction...This direction is not north...We are running in the opposite direction, running in the opposite direction..."
Just when Zeng Dahu discovered something unusual, the horse thief in front let out a cry of extreme fear, which attracted everyone's eyes to look forward. Then everyone saw a scene that made them unbelievable.
Not far away from them, in the dark night, stood a group of men and horses quietly, with swords out of their sheaths and guns leveled, in a posture about to charge...
The fire gradually ignited, and under the brilliance of the torch, a three-color battle flag fluttered in the night wind, as if it was ruthlessly mocking, or as if it was narrating something in an understatement...
The horse thieves panicked, and something even more terrifying happened to them. As the fire lit up, war drums rumbled on the grassland, and then the sound of war drums seemed to be echoing from all directions, and then not only
The brilliance of torches appeared in the south, and the fire also appeared in the east and west. The fire that had disappeared in the north was ignited again, and it was like a dragnet heading towards the horse thieves!
The horse thieves burst into chaos!
Zeng Dahu shouted something, but no one could hear him, because all the horse thieves were shouting, and coupled with the sound of war drums and horse hooves nearby, one person's voice was too small...
This is a perfect hunt.
On one side are the hunters who are well prepared, and on the other are the panicked and exhausted prey.
In order to prevent Zeng Dahu, who had lost the cover of the Qiang tribe and was even reported by the Qiang people, from disappearing from sight again, and in order not to go too deep into the desert to pursue him, Zhang Liao patiently persuaded some Qiang people to pretend to be north of Zeng Dahu.
The large-scale incoming cavalry array was like hunting in the pasture, successfully driving the panicked horse thieves into the hunting circle...
The rest is simple.
The hussars encircled and charged forward at an extremely fast speed. They were originally brave and good at fighting, and they were waiting for work. However, the horse thieves consumed most of their horse power and manpower. They were so frightened that they lost their ranks and had no effective command. They only knew how to evade according to instinct.
Escape, it can be said that there is almost no resistance...
The hussars were galloping back and forth, wielding their spears and broadswords as easily as if they were cutting targets during training, while the horse thieves' heads and limbs were flying, blood was spraying everywhere, and they were running like wolves, crying for their fathers and mothers, like
They are running around like headless flies, letting others slaughter them.
The horse thieves, who had suffered a heavy blow to their physical strength and morale, faced the hussars' swords dripping with blood. Some of the smart ones immediately rolled to the ground, raised their buttocks and shivered in surrender, while the few horse thieves who resisted stubbornly,
He was quickly slaughtered on a battlefield filled with blood.
Half an hour later, at dawn, the battle was basically over.
Zeng Dahu is dead. I don’t know whether he died in a fight, or was killed while fleeing, or both, because there were injuries on his body, both on the front and back, and only the
If the other horse thieves and the Qiang people who led the way had not identified the half body, Zhang Liao might not be sure that this half body was that of Zeng Dahu, who was once famous in Longyou...
"After taking the head, keep it for now!" Zhang Liao ordered, "Clean the battlefield and prepare to return to the army!"
The soldiers responded excitedly, and then began to clean up the battlefield.
"What a pity..." Zhang Liao looked at Zeng Dahu's head and muttered in a low voice.
Although it was a complete and hearty victory, Zhang Liao still felt it was a pity. After all, the living Zeng Dahu would be more useful than the dead one. However, no one can say that he will be captured alive on the battlefield, so what happens next?
Let’s see how much role this dead Zeng Dahu can still play...