The knight stared at Yuan Feng with frightened eyes. He calmed down when he saw the red jacket on his body. He nodded and stopped fussing. Yuan Feng let go of his hand and asked, "Are you from Ganzhou?"
The knight nodded again, and Yuan Feng then asked: "What's your name? What's the current situation in Ganzhou?"
The knight hesitated for a moment and said: "My name is Leng Feng, and I am the personal soldier of General Cao, the commander of Ganzhou. Ganzhou has been surrounded by a large Turkic army. I am here to rush for reinforcements. We rushed out as a team of 100 people. Now I am the only one left."
Alone."
Yuan Feng said: "Leng Feng, listen carefully. We are the scouts of the Han Army Cavalry Camp in Liangzhou. The army is at least a hundred miles away. There are only twelve of us here now. If you want to survive, just listen to me and sit down honestly."
Drink water and eat solid food."
Leng Feng turned around and looked around. He saw ten cavalrymen from the Liangzhou Army taking off their saddles and sitting there drinking water and chewing dry food as if nothing had happened. However, it could be seen that they were all extremely nervous and their facial muscles were stiff.
His eyes were also flickering.
Yuan Feng lowered his voice and said: "Everyone, please be alert. Just think that there is an army of 100,000 ambushing us behind us. If you keep making a sad face, we will explain."
Only then did everyone become active. Zhao Ding'an drank the water bag, blew it up, tied it in his mouth and threw it to the ground: "If you die, you must die. If you die, we must die gracefully. Come on, play football!"
Lin Lianjiang also jumped up and said: "Playing football will let the Turks see what it means to remain calm despite the collapse of Mount Tai."
The two of them played ball in front of thousands of Turkic cavalry in a grand manner. Gradually, several other young people also joined the team. The seven or eight young men had a great time, as if they were playing in their own backyard.
Normally casual and carefree, Lao Wangtou wiped his mouth while drinking and sighed: "Damn, these little beasts are smarter than I was back then!"
Yuan Feng drank water and stared at the Turkic military formation with squinted eyes. He saw a few people dressed as leaders under the banner, whispering to each other, seeming to be arguing about something. Suddenly, the big leader waved his hand, and ten knights ran out of the formation.
, the tiger roars.
Everyone froze and looked at Yuan Feng. Yuan Feng shouted loudly, jumped on the barebacked horse without a saddle, and charged forward with his sword in hand. The ten cavalry formed a double column and rushed towards him, with ten sabers in the sun.
Shining, I saw Yuan Feng passing through them like the wind, his scimitar flying and no one could be seen but a flash of light. After a moment, Yuan Feng reined in his horse and stopped, and all ten Turkic cavalry had fallen off their horses.
Blood dripped from the scimitars. Thousands of Turkic cavalry were shocked by this scene. They were silent and dared not speak. The old king was also stunned. The jug stopped at his mouth and let the wine flow down. He murmured: "Okay.
A quick knife..."
"What a fast sword..." The Turkic general also secretly admired, "The Liangzhou army came well prepared, there must be a trick, so retreat!"
The Turkic army's rear team changed into the front team and retreated calmly. The formation was neat and not chaotic at all. Yuan Fengduan sat on his horse and watched the enemy troops leave, just like a statue.
The enemy withdrew, and the scouts finally heaved a sigh of relief. Lin Lianjiang sat down on the ground and said, "Oh my god, I'm so sweaty that I'm scared to death."
Zhao Ding'an snorted and said, "Don't you change your attitude even if Mount Tai collapses in front of you? Get up quickly and prepare your saddle!"
Everyone quickly put on the saddles and tightened the girdle. At this time, the horses had drank water and ate grass to refresh themselves. The group of people galloped towards the east and ran forty miles before Di Yuanfeng asked everyone to stop their horses and rest.
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After resting for a while, I saw smoke and dust billowing from the east. It was the forward of the Liangzhou Army coming over. Zhao Ding'an quickly led his scout team to report. After hearing that there was a Turkic brigade in front, the leader Qian ordered to retreat for thirty seconds.
inside.
"The enemy is currently cowering. How can you lead the troops?" A sharp shout came, and the speaker turned out to be Leng Feng, the messenger from Ganzhou.
Mr. Qian's expression changed and he shouted: "Who are you? Dare you come to teach me a lesson?"
Leng Feng said: "I am Cao Jun, the commander of Ganzhou. Can't I teach you a lesson?"
Everyone was shocked. The commander of Ganzhou was the eldest son of Cao Yanhui, the magistrate of Liangzhou, and the actual successor of the rulers of Ganzhou and Liangzhou. His words were naturally effective.
Mr. Qian was stunned for a moment, looked at Leng Feng carefully, then clasped his fists on his horse and said, "I am in low-level armor and I am unable to perform the courtesy properly. Please forgive me."
Cao Jun said impatiently: "No need, hurry up and give the order to advance and destroy the group of Turkic soldiers."
Mr. Qian said: "The humble post is under the command of General Cai, the commander of Liangzhou, and is not subject to the control of adults. General Cai has an order. This battle must be fought steadily and not recklessly. Therefore, the humble post dare not follow orders and advance rashly."
Cao Jun was anxious: "Ganzhou is under siege and is in danger, and you actually talk about a steady and steady attack. Huh, do you think I don't know? Cai Yong is really eager to lose Ganzhou."
Mr. Qian said: "My lord is tired, please come and take me down to rest." A few big men rushed over and pulled Cao Jun down. Yuan Feng and others looked at this scene blankly, not knowing what to say.
"You guys have worked hard, go down and have a rest." Qianhu said cheerfully.
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The vanguard retreated thirty miles and chose a place with a mountain to set up camp. Yuan Feng and others finished eating and lay in the tent chatting.
"Commander Cao, why did he lie to us that his name was Leng Feng?"
"The dignified commander is afraid of losing face even if he abandons the soldiers and civilians in the city and flees."
"Then why did you give your name when you met Mr. Qian?"
"It's just a show, he is the young master after all."
Hearing everyone's discussion, the old Wangtou who was wiping his scimitar snorted disdainfully and said: "What do you know? There are many ways here. The eldest son and General Cai have never been on good terms, and we are under General Cai's command.
How could a cavalry scout dare to report his family name truthfully? Who would know if he was killed in the wilderness?"
"Then why do you dare to tell your real name when you meet Mr. Qian?" someone deliberately asked Lao Wangtou.
"Although Mr. Qian is also a member of General Cai, he doesn't dare to do anything with so many pairs of eyes watching him. It's just hard to tell at night. Alas, let's not talk anymore. Go to sleep." Lao Wang wiped his head.
I put a good scimitar under my head and fell asleep.
In the middle of the night, there was a sudden noise outside. Someone shouted that the enemy was attacking. Yuan Feng, who had been sleeping restlessly, suddenly jumped up like a carp. The other people in the tent followed closely, raising knives and guns, and opened the tent.
Look, there was chaos outside, with flames soaring into the sky, and figures everywhere. Yuan Feng only saw one person running towards him, vaguely dressed as one of his own, followed closely by several riders, who were drawing their bows and about to shoot. He didn't even think about it.
He picked up a spear and threw it over, knocking the cavalryman down. Looking at the man running for his life, it was Cao Jun, the commander of Ganzhou!
Cao Jun was disheveled and had only one boot on. He was panting and embarrassed. When he saw it was Yuan Feng and others, he hurriedly said: "Quickly, they want to kill people and silence them!"
As soon as he finished speaking, several arrows shot over again, penetrating the tent and almost killing the people inside. Yuan Feng's heart sank. It seemed that he was still involved in this turmoil. As the scout team that contacted Cao Jun first,
There is a real possibility that they will all be silenced, so they should run away while there is chaos in the camp.
The scouts had no time to pack their bags and hurriedly mounted their horses and rushed out of the camp. There was a huge chaos in the camp and no one stopped them. After a while, President Qian led a group of his followers to their tent and looked at the empty tent with hatred.
Stomping his feet: "They actually escaped!"
Someone next to me said: "Sir, what should we do now?"
Mr. Qian said: "Chase! If you can't catch up, don't come back. Then send someone to inform General Cai and ask him to block all roads back to Liangzhou. These people must not be allowed to go back."
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"You can't go back to Liangzhou!" Yuan Feng said sternly to Cao Jun in the sandy nest in the desert.
"Bold, this is an order!" Cao Jun blushed and shouted at Yuan Feng.
Yuan Feng looked at Cao Jun without fear, seeming not to take Liangzhou's successor seriously at all. After a while, Cao Jun was finally defeated and shouted at Zhao Ding'an: "You are Shifu
Commander, why do you control your subordinates? They don’t even listen to the superior’s orders.”
Zhao Ding'an hugged his arms and said coldly: "We are all grasshoppers on a rope now. If you want to survive, don't whine."
Cao Jun sat down on the ground angrily and said, "Then what do you think we should do?"
"General Cai's men must be looking for us everywhere. There are scouts all over the place for hundreds of miles from here to Liangzhou. It's hard for us to fly. There must be an ambush outside Liangzhou. If we go back rashly, there will only be a dead end. Now there are three options to choose from.
, you decide for yourself." Yuan Feng said, picked up a stone and put it on the ground, drew a few lines and said: "This is where we are. Going north is the desert, going south is the Qilian Mountains and the desert snow mountains.
, it is inaccessible, and even if you can escape, you will have a narrow escape. Now there is only one way to go, to the west, to Ganzhou!"
Cao Jun's eyes widened: "I just ran away from Ganzhou, how can I go back again?"
"Although Ganzhou is a dead city, there are still soldiers and people, food and clean water. It is also close to where we are now. It is safer than the other three roads."
This is true. They took nothing with them when they escaped from the camp. Except for the veteran oil man Wang Jinbiao who brought a pot of water, the others did not even wear full clothes, let alone armor, dry food and water.
He looked embarrassed and depressed.
Cao Jun thought about it carefully and said, "That's right. It's better to die in Ganzhou than to be assassinated by Cai Yong. Let's go to Ganzhou now.
The conflict between Cao Jun and Cai Yong comes from the dispute over inheritance rights. Cao Jun is the son of Cao Zhifu's late wife, while Cai Yong is the brother of Cao Zhifu's wife Xu Xian. This wife also gave birth to a son, who is twelve years old this year and is quite popular.
Cao Yanhui loved Cao Yanhui. As an uncle, of course he had to seek benefits for his nephew. Although the position of the magistrate of Liangzhou was low, he was actually equivalent to a prince. Even calling him the king of Liangzhou was not too much. The battle for the right to inherit the throne had already begun.
At the beginning, Cao Jun was always at a disadvantage and was sent to Ganzhou to lead troops to guard the border, far away from the center of power. However, Cai Yong still regarded it as a serious problem and wanted to get rid of it quickly.
This is what Lao Wangtou told Yuan Feng, and it was confirmed by Cao Jun. Although Yuan Feng is not good at power struggle, he always understands one thing: political power comes from the barrel of a gun, and only with soldiers in hand can everything be achieved.
On the yellow sand road, more than ten riders meandered, and finally stopped on a small hillside. The setting sun was shining, the smoke was setting, and a majestic pass appeared in front of me. Ganzhou had arrived.