The King of Han returns to the north, and Zhongshan’s 50,000-strong army sends him off!
But in fact, the more important job of these 50,000 Zhongshan troops is to see Zhu Biao die. When he was involved in the Hedong incident, the most people in the martial arts world who offended him were Zhongshan Wulin, not Northern Xinjiang.
Zhu Biao overnight pulled out the leader of Lingyun Gang, whose master strength was no less than that of Beiyu Jianghu. However, the Zhongshan martial arts community was shocked. They could not withstand Zhu Biao's heavy punch, so Zhongshan
The people of the country send you off so respectfully.
"Hmph, why doesn't he jump now? Fifty thousand pairs of eyes are staring at him, why doesn't he disappear in the night?" A leader of personal servants beside Lu Liang said with a sneer: "Abandoning public service for private purposes is a waste of notoriety. The Lingyun Gang died and was injured.
Many Jianghu people, blood debts were not only recorded on his head, but also the imperial court was burdened..."
The person complaining in this sentence naturally refers to Zhu Biao.
"Great Elder, why don't you talk about him? He took away five hundred people at night without even saying hello. This is simply unscrupulous. If the assassin happens to come that night, if the king makes a mistake, none of us will suffer.
I can't afford it, I can't afford this responsibility..."
"So we are safe now. The 50,000-strong Zhongshan Army Corps guards are all keeping their eyes wide open, staring, and alert. Not even ghosts can get in, right?"
"Ah... Great Elder, what you mean is..."
"That's what I mean!"
At the border of Quzhou, Yunzheng was waiting for Wang Jia's arrival with 50,000 elite troops. The 50,000 Zhongshan troops retreated and were replaced by 50,000 Han troops. It was safe, it was still safe!
When Zhu Biao returned to Hedong, it was already late March. In April of the fourth year of Yuanwu, the three armies of the Northern Han Dynasty and Zhao State attacked the Hulu.
Zhao's army of 300,000 entered Yanzhi Mountain, while Han's army of 200,000 came out of Yanxi. The front line of the army also pointed directly at Yanzhi Mountain, the tent of King Wuda of Zuoxian. And Zhu Biao commanded the Hedong Army, and part of the Hexi Army [had left behind].
Zhu Wu's army of more than 100,000 Tang troops and Yunzheng's army of 50,000 imperial troops formed the Eastern Route Army, with an army of 320,000 infantry and cavalry. They first descended Yanran Mountain, then approached the Hunyi River and penetrated directly into Longcheng.
In early May, after more than a month of turning and marching, the war broke out on the western battlefield. However, Wuji and Uda, who had gathered the main force of the Hu cavalry, still failed to defeat the Han and Zhao coalition forces as they wished. Both sides fought hard and suffered losses.
At this time, Zhu Biao had occupied Longcheng for the second time on the East Road battlefield, and had occupied it for nearly ten days. From Yanran Mountain to Longcheng, Hu Qi only had a small number of shooting eagles to fight in front of Zhu Biao.
In the autumn wind, the main force didn't even miss a beat.
On the fifth day of May, Zhu Biao led 150,000 cavalrymen to attack Langjuxu Mountain, which was 1,500 miles away.
For three days and three nights, Zhu Biao used all his trump cards. His marching speed reached a speed of five hundred miles a day. But at Langjuxu Mountain, except for a group of Hu cavalry with ten thousand cavalry who stayed here, Zhu Biao could not
Only a hundred diehards of the Celestial Sect who planned to die in their lair arrived.
Don't underestimate these more than 100 Tianshen believers. In the complex and changeable terrain of Langjuxu Mountain, in front of the buildings crowded with the Tianshen Religion's main altar, the losses caused by more than 100 Tianshen believers to the Han coalition forces were compared to
There are thousands of people outside and there are many horses and horses.
In the end, Zhu Biao took action himself, and it took him a long time to clean it up.
"Sealing the wolf to Juxu? It's a pity that Hu Qi was defeated long ago..."
Huo Qubing's Seal of the Wolf Juxu is a legendary game, while Zhu Biao's Seal of the Wolf Juxu is a piece of trash picked up from the earth.
How can the victory of ten thousand barbarian cavalry be worthy of the words "Seal the wolf and live in Xu"?
"Follow me to the west——"
Pursuing further north, Zhu Biao didn't even know the road. But going west, intercepting a section of the remnant Wuji army that had returned, might not be able to catch something. Otherwise, it would be embarrassing to go back to Hedong empty-handed!
East corner.
After the defeat at Shoujiang City, the Di people were greatly weakened.
Although the millions of Zhou troops still focused on the Di people, they also turned their arms slightly to the east.
As a result, the main force of 300,000 Yan troops, with the cooperation of 100,000 Zhou army cavalry, wiped out all the Korean, Bohai, Heishui Yi and other forces entering the border area within a month, and launched a massive counterattack into Qi territory.
However, although the Qi State is in chaos, its central government still remains, and the remnants of the deposed prince in Laizhou in the south have also been wiped out by the current King of Qi for a long time. It can be said that the current Qi State is like the Northern Han Dynasty before, part of the territory was destroyed by the Eastern Han Dynasty.
The barbarians invaded and occupied the country, but the central government still had the power to resist.
Qi State immediately sent envoys to block the advance of the Yan and Zhou coalition forces, but the envoys could not stop it. The Qi State, which was fighting, never gave the King of Tang an accurate message. The main force of the Tang King was expanding eastward, and the territory was about to be lost.
After joining the Qi State, the King of Tang would not just let Qi State wander around him.
The 400,000 Yan and Zhou troops came not so much to aid Qi as to force Qi.
The stalemate between the King of Qi and the King of Qi lasted until May, when he formally submitted his credentials to Beijing, and the whole country joined the Tang King's group. At this time, the capital of Lu had already been destroyed, and the State of Lu, which had moved to other countries again and again, also received the invitation from the Tang Dynasty.
The king's edict is as life-saving medicine as the sweet rain after a long drought...
Dongyi.
Unlike the endless prairie, there are rivers, fertile fields, towering mountains and boundless forests here.
In mid-April and May, this is the time when the vegetation is lush and the temperature is suitable.
Cows and horses leisurely eat tender grass on the grass.
Several eagles were also circling in the sky, waiting for opportunities to prey on animals on the ground.
The tribal leader's tent is stationed in this prime land with water, forests, and grasslands. Not far away, groups of cavalry are constantly patrolling the area.
Beside the tooth tent, the Japanese mountain Hiraimaro had a long sword hanging on his waist. He stood in front of the tent with his hands behind his back, facing the distance and looking quietly.
Although he is over forty years old and not tall, Yamahira Maro, who is stout and came from the Japanese Yagyu Dojo, does not look old at all. He stands with his hands behind his hands, surrounded by more than a dozen Japanese soldiers, all of them are tough and vigilant.
Observing the surroundings.
Jin Wuke's tribe is not very powerful. After the development of the past few years, the total population of the more than 40,000 people who came north from Lieshui is only 60,000. In Dongyi, which is relatively wealthy compared to the grassland, it is also deeply influenced by farming civilization.
In this area, 60,000 people are just the size of a city.
But in a tribe composed mainly of Dongyi remnants, there are always a small number of Japanese. If the ferocious Japanese want to have their own status in such a unified tribe, the only thing they can rely on is their own force.
As a result, the Japanese, who numbered no more than 4,000 in total, sent out more than 1,300 ethnic soldiers. Jin Wuke's personal guard Ya soldiers even took in 300 Japanese.
Although Yamahira Maro was in the camp, he could not take Jin Oko's safety lightly. Because during these days, the impatient Jin Oko had already had several conflicts with the defenders on the border of Korea.
In addition, a Bohai leader rebelled a while ago.
Their tribe, which is mainly composed of Shuiyi people and takes revenge for their benefactor Wang You, is obviously a potential enemy of Goryeo. The powerful Goryeo Kingdom does not need to formally send troops to attack, as long as it sends some masters
Coming here to sneak into the tribe and assassinate them is enough to easily disintegrate the current tribe.
In the distance, the silhouette of the cavalry is faintly visible.
Yamahira Maro looked at their figures patrolling on the grass and thought of his son who had not yet returned...
"Shanhira-kun, is there no news about Qingtian yet?" A man came over and stopped next to Yamahira Maro and asked.
"Chief, although there is no news about Qingtian yet, I think Qingtian will return soon. He has a very smart mind, and those damn Korean dogs can't catch him."
"I'm relieved if you think like this. Don't worry. Qingtian is really great." Jin Wuke said with a serious face.
He watched Shanping Qingtian step by step from a simple young warrior to an elite spy. He didn't want anything to happen to Shanping Qingtian, both in public and private matters.
He said with emotion: "Four years have passed in the blink of an eye, and the little kids back then are now able to take charge of their own business. The land that used to belong to others is now being stepped on by us..."
"Chief, Goryeo will be trampled under our feet one day! The blood of our benefactor will not be shed in vain-" Yamahira Maro said.
Jin Wuke laughed, Yamahira Maru's words made him very happy.
Four years have passed, and some people have forgotten their original intention of going north, the blood left by their relatives in Pyongyang, and the kindness of the princes back then. They have become content with their current peaceful life. This is not allowed -
The man who once saved his family, the man who did great deeds for the Mohe people, Bohai people, and Japanese people who were displaced on the border. He once swore that he was willing to sacrifice his life for this person, and he still does not change his ambition now.
The oath they made when they kissed each other will always be engraved in Jin Wuke's heart.
"You are right, Korea will be trampled under our feet one day!"
While he was meditating, a burst of rapid hoofbeats came from far and near. A cavalryman with his upper body covered, wearing a helmet, with a bow and arrow slung across his back, turned over and dismounted when he came to a distance from the tent.
He quickly ran to Jin Wuke, knelt on the ground with a plop, and quickly reported: "Chief, the Dark Sword is back, less than twenty miles away!"
"He finally knew how to come back in time." Yamahira Maro said with a smile on his face.
"Haha, what you said is true. He finally knew that he was back. After being gone for more than a month, you are not the only one who is worried." Jin Wuke laughed, and then said to Yamahira Maro: "You can keep watch outside. See
Your son is here, let him come directly to the tent to see me." At this point, Jin Wuke turned around and entered the tent.
Along the river, the grassland is green and dotted with wild flowers. In front of the dark forest, the area for twenty or thirty miles is plain and green everywhere.
Shanping Qingtian was riding on the horse, thinking about things with an expressionless face.
And although there were thirty or fifty people behind him, all of them looked like passers-by, making people forget about them in the blink of an eye.
Dozens of people rode on tall horses. Logically speaking, they should have a certain momentum, right? But they didn't have Mao's grandeur.
Along the way, you can see groups of horses, cattle and sheep everywhere.
There are not many tribes or forces in Dongyi that have pure farming civilization, and most of them are half-farming and half-hunting, or half-farming and half-herding. And the more remote Bohai and Mohe tribes still have the ancient tradition of fishing and hunting.
Jinwuke's tribe is considered to be "advanced" or part-farming, part-herding, and part-hunting.
At this time, the grass and water are rich and fertile, and the cattle and sheep are leisurely and content, swaying their tails, and their fur is shiny in the sun.
But these beautiful scenery will soon be gone. Four years of management have exhausted the leader's patience. War is coming!
Qingtian is not averse to war. The seemingly solid levels of Koryo Dog are not really that indestructible.
The main force of the Goryeo Kingdom went south. Although the tribe only had 20,000 horsemen, it still had the strength and opportunity to take a bite of fat.
Besides, it's not like they don't have allies. Qilu and even Dazhou in the south, as well as Mohe and Heishui Yi from Dongyi, are all ready-made reinforcements.
Behind the Goryeo dog becoming the number one among the Dongyi tribes, there are numerous bones and endless flesh and blood. Goryeo, which has maintained a long-term war with the Japanese, the most common way to increase its flesh and blood is to bully other Dongyi ethnic groups.
Except for the Bohai people who have also established a country, Goryeo dare not go too far, Mohe, Heishuiyi, who has not had their bones knocked and their marrow sucked out by Goryeo dogs?
The hatred has been buried in my heart for a long time, but there is no suitable opportunity to burst out.
Now is the best opportunity!
If the Goryeo dog loses its head and tries to scratch the itch of the Central Plains people, as long as Da Zhou takes a breath and opens his mouth and blows, the whole Goryeo will be annihilated.
And if he wanted to earn a big piece of meat from this revolution, Shanping Qingtian had no reason to oppose the leader's war on the Korean dogs. Although it was the time when Korea was flourishing, fleas were fleas.
When he was still dozens of meters away from the tent, Qingtian dismounted, handed the reins to the person behind him, and walked quickly to his father.
"Just come back. The leader is waiting for you in the tent."
"Father, then I will go see the leader first."
Shanping Qingtian walked into the tent. There was only one person in the tent. Jin Wuke was half-lying when he saw him come in and opened his eyes.
"leader……"
"Well, how is the situation of the Korean dog?"
"The leader has made up his mind?"
"I've made up my mind."
"Then let's fight, leader. The Koryo Dogs simply don't believe that we dare to attack him. They have concentrated 30,000 troops in Kaicheng, which is the main force of their nearby states and counties. As long as we can defeat this army, our footprints can be
Bring water——"
Three days later, in the early morning, the sun slowly rose, half-hidden under the eastern horizon, and the entire land was covered in golden light. The grass and trees along the long flowing river were immersed in the golden glow.
Smoke was rising in curls, and this was when the tent woke up. At this moment, the horn sounded in the camp, and the birds in the sky flew up in surprise.
Jin Wu Ke's rules were strict and his military discipline was as iron as iron.
Ten soldiers are organized into a small detachment, led by a captain of ten, ten detachments of ten are led by a centurion, ten detachments of centurions are led by a captain of thousands, and ten detachments of thousands are led by a captain of ten thousand.
As soon as the order was given, 20,000 people obeyed it attentively.
This horn is the summons order. It must be repeated three times in total. If it is not repeated three times, even the most powerful generals and even tribal elders will be punished.
After hearing the first blow, all the Hu soldiers from the nearby camp took their weapons and mounted their horses.
When the trumpet was blown for the second time, there was a cacophony of hoofbeats from all over the fields, and everyone gathered in each thousand-household camp.
The trumpet stopped for the third time, and the large grassland was now completely black. They were neatly arranged. Apart from the horses breathing and panting, there was no sound of whispers or the clash of weapons.
No one knew what Jin Wuke was thinking at this moment. Afterwards, the army took an oath and marched eastward. Coming down from the sky, they saw billowing iron currents, breaking through all the momentum and heading towards the destination at high speed.
Xinzhan is a market town on the border of Nanpu. Because it is located on the commercial road, this market town is very prosperous and its size is almost as large as a small city.
At this time in the past, the town had long been quiet and everyone was resting.
Today, the market town was ablaze with flames, and there were mournful screams and desperate screams everywhere.
Jin Wuke asked his nephew Jin Kui to lead a thousand light cavalry and captured the new station with almost no effort.
The entire new station has now become a miserable place for thousands of Mohe people to vent their anger.
Jin Kui was resting in the largest courtyard in the town. A large pot was set up in the courtyard. The fat pigs raised in the town had been washed and stripped of their hair and were being boiled in the pot.
The strong aroma of meat had already spread and filled the whole yard.
The crying in the village outside continued, but it was much weaker than the first.
"You stay here and wait until it's cooked. Send someone to call me and I'll go out and wander around." Jin Kui is not a person who can stay alone. Now that the pork is not cooked, he can't sit still here.
With a few tooth soldiers on horseback, he left the courtyard and patrolled the town.
The entire town has become a Shura field.
There were cries everywhere, and Jin Kui had a faint smile on his face as he rode on his horse and watched his soldiers continue to slaughter the Koreans in the town.
He issued the massacre order because he hated these Koreans so much.
His father was the leader of the Mohe people who stayed in Pyongyang to guard the city with Wang You, but he died in the hands of the Koreans. Among the entire tribe, Jin Kui is not inferior to anyone in terms of hatred for the Koreans. Now the highest leader here is
He, he wants to vent the passion and hatred in his heart.
The war horses trampled on the dead bodies on the road and walked on the main road in the center of the town.
The smell of blood in the air made Jin Kui faintly excited.
At this moment, bursts of women's cries came from a courtyard not far away.
As soon as he urged his horse to go over, he saw several soldiers coming out. They all walked out with smiles on their faces. You could tell the reason for this look at a glance.
Jin Kui frowned. He ordered his men to kill, relax, and eat and drink, but he also asked not to have sex with women. This was not because of pity for Korean women, nor because of morality, but because soldiers often affected the team after venting their anger on women.
combat effectiveness.
However, looking around, he still suppressed some of his anger and just said: "Dou Le is dizzy, isn't he? Have you forgotten what I said?"
When they saw Jin Kui, several people were slightly startled. Then they quickly knelt down on the ground and confessed.
"Everyone, get up. This is your first offense. I will spare you. If you don't control your belt again and sleep with a woman while the army is marching, I will chop your heads off!"
"Go in and clean up your tail. Be quick. We will have dinner later and we have to march in the afternoon." Several soldiers quickly agreed. Knowing what Jin Kui meant, they drew their knives and entered the room again.
A few women screamed, everything became quiet, and several people walked out of the courtyard carrying long blood-stained knives.
