Lieutenant Hu put his hand on his eyes, looking like an ape. He looked at it for a long time and shook his head: "Why is it a hundred horses?"
It was too far away. Although he had excellent eyesight, he could only see vague shadows, but he could not see faces clearly.
"It should be two hundred riders." Ye Wuhen jumped up the tree, his thick body as agile as an ape, and came down to Lieutenant Hu in twos and twos.
"Well, it seems like one person and two riders." Hu Duwei said.
Song Shiqi asked: "Are you going to fight somewhere?"
The Dongchu cavalry's habit is that when they are attacking over long distances, they often ride two horses, one horse at a time, without changing the horse, and they are very fast. This is a habit they learned from the Great Khanate.
Lieutenant Hu hummed: "Wherever we can go, what we see along the way is that they are all defeated!"
His face was gloomy, thinking about the situations he encountered along the way, it was like a thousand miles away.
A long whistle came from afar, like a flood, quickly engulfing everything around it. This whistle was heard everywhere in the ears, and no other sound could be heard.
After a while, the whistling stopped, and Lieutenant Hu's gloomy face broke out into a smile: "What a boy!"
They heard that it was Li Muchan's whistle. Following the whistle, a red shadow appeared from the distance, like a wisp of light smoke, and seemed to be slowing down, but it suddenly arrived in front of the woods.
The shadow flashed, and Chi Ying and Li Muchan appeared. Li Muchan clasped his fists and shouted: "Captain!"
Lieutenant Hu slid down the big tree and jumped in front of Li Muchan. Li Muchan had already dismounted and said with a smile: "Captain, you are very lucky."
"Good boy, have you succeeded?" Captain Hu was overjoyed.
Li Muchan nodded: "Two hundred people, who are not elites, have been killed. By the way, they saved about a hundred Dayan people, who are riding behind."
"You saved someone?" Captain Hu was even more delighted and patted Li Muchan on the shoulder: "Good boy, you are indeed doing well!"
Li Muchan smiled sheepishly: "Bringing them with us will hinder our march, but we cannot ignore them. They are really pitiful."
"Yes..." Lieutenant Hu sighed with emotion, shook his head and said, "In the final analysis, it was us soldiers who failed to do our duty, which caused their families to be destroyed."
Li Muchan said: "Their identity should not be simple, otherwise, the Dongchu cavalry would not take them and just kill them to save trouble."
"Well, that makes sense." Captain Hu nodded hurriedly.
Li Muchan smiled and said: "I want to find a place to rest. Captain, please allow me to go alone."
Lieutenant Hu suddenly became nervous and said quickly: "Are you injured?"
Li Muchan shook his head and said with a smile: "I'm not injured, but it consumes too much energy. I need to meditate for a while to recover. You go first. I have Chi Ying, so I will follow you soon."
"As long as you're not injured!" Captain Hu nodded and said with a smile, "Well, just act on your own. When you get to Shenguang Camp, don't forget to return to camp!"
He secretly thought that with Chi Ying here, Ming Kong's martial arts skills high, and there not being thousands of troops here, he would have nothing to worry about as he was free to do whatever he wanted.
Li Muchan clasped his fists and jumped onto his horse. The red shadow hissed and turned into a shadow, disappearing from their sight in the blink of an eye.
Captain Hu ordered the knights of the Xiaoqi Battalion to slowly come out of the woods and form a formation outside.
At this time, more than a hundred people slowly came over, and Captain Hu and three others came forward to greet them.
Jiang Haoyu waved his hand, and hundreds of people behind him reined in the horse. He jumped off the horse, took a few steps forward, clasped his fists and saluted solemnly: "I've met Captain Hu! I'm Jiang Haoyu. Thank you for saving my life."
Lieutenant Hu dismounted, clasped his fists and laughed, "You're welcome, Mr. Jiang. I heard from Mingkong that we should go to Shenguang Camp together."
Song Shiqi and Ye Wuhen also dismounted and followed him closely, like bodyguards.
"Yes." Jiang Haoyu nodded: "I will listen to the captain's military orders and there will be no violation."
Captain Hu smiled and nodded: "Do you want to take a break and eat something?"
Jiang Haoyu shook his head, thanked Captain Hu, and told him that they had eaten military rations from the Dongchu people along the way, so they didn't need to rest anymore and could go straight to the road.
Song Shiqi suddenly asked: "Did Ming Kong really kill more than two hundred cavalry?"
Jiang Haoyu suddenly looked solemn and said slowly: "The two hundred White Fang elite cavalry are the most elite troops of Dong Chu. They are invincible. Even if they are compared with the Great Khan's cavalry, they are not inferior... Captain, I estimate that the Dong Chu people
I won’t let it go.”
"Oh——?" Song Shiqi looked puzzled and frowned: "How come Mr. Jiang knows so much?"
Jiang Haoyu smiled casually and said: "I have a little knowledge of Dongchu dialect."
Ye Wuhen suddenly said: "Is Mr. Jiang related to the Beijiang family?"
Jiang Haoyu nodded: "He is a disciple of Beijiang."
"No wonder!" Ye Wuhen nodded.
Jiang Haoyu has a good temperament and stands out from the crowd. He has obviously been carefully trained since he was a child, and he is proficient in the Eastern Chu language. He must be a disciple of a wealthy family.
"It turns out you are a disciple of Beijiang. I'm sorry." Captain Hu smiled and nodded.
Beijiang is a big family in the north. Although it is compared with the Nangong family, the Penglai Wang family and other aristocratic families in the world, it is still enough to make ordinary people look up to it, and its reputation is extremely high, especially among the scholars.
Three generations of the Beijiang family have produced four number one scholars, which is really rare. Today I once joked that among the ten scholars in the world, the Beijiang family accounts for one.
Jiang Haoyu shook his head and said: "Captain, you're too polite. I don't dare or forget the grace of saving my life!"
Captain Hu chuckled and said: "I don't dare to take credit for this, it's all Ming Kong's fault... To be honest, along the way, we encountered many Dongchu people, they are indeed fierce, let's bully the few in return.
If the troops are evenly matched, we don’t dare to take action. There are two hundred of them, and we two hundred of us don’t dare to fight!… That is to say, it’s only the courage of Mingkong’s masters that dares to act so recklessly and charge forward single-handedly!”
Jiang Haoyu nodded and said: "The master's skills are earth-shaking, and he is as powerful as a god!"
"Come on, let's go over and have a look!" Captain Hu said with a smile.
Everyone followed the order and marched to the battlefield ten miles away. Listening to Jiang Haoyu's explanation of how powerful Li Muchan was and how he used tactics at that time, Captain Hu and others were amazed and enlightened.
They cut off the heads of these two hundred Dongchu cavalry, exactly one head each. With two heads, they were enough to get a reward of one hundred taels of silver and a small mark of military merit.
The people of Dongchu believe in gods. After death, they can go to the heaven and become a fighting spirit, which is immortal. However, if their head is cut off, they cannot enter the heaven.
They deeply hated the cruelty of the Dongchu people, slaughtered the people, and insisted on cutting off their heads.
Lieutenant Hu listened to Jiang Haoyu's words. The White Fang Jingqi was one of the most elite cavalrymen in Eastern Chu. Being killed by someone who wiped out the entire army and cut off their heads must have been a violent blow.
They only had two hundred horses, and they would definitely be destroyed if they encountered them. Fortunately, Jiang Haoyu was proficient in geography and familiar with the northern area. He led the way, and everyone was searching for a sparsely populated place to march.
Li Muchan went in the opposite direction to the others, riding alone, going hundreds of miles deep, killing three to four hundred cavalry along the way. When he felt that it was almost done, he turned around and went back, closely following the Xiaoqi camp.
Lieutenant Hu stayed with Jiang Haoyu, talking as they walked, admiring Jiang Haoyu's knowledge. He also saw that he admired Li Muchan so much that he shook his head and laughed.
I know very little about Mingkong. I only know that he has unparalleled magic and arrows. He also entered the inner camp to practice intensively and learned amazing martial arts. The power of one person is better than that of the entire Valor Cavalry Camp.
Although he saw that he was a monk, he didn't pay much attention to it. He just thought that he couldn't stand the loneliness, so he joined the army. Besides, he didn't see anything unusual in his life. He didn't show mountains or show water, he was no different from ordinary people, and he didn't think.
He rarely recites Buddhist scriptures, does not talk about great principles, and is not like a monk at all.
It turned out that Mingkong was actually an eminent monk with profound knowledge of Buddhism, and he was really ignorant of Mount Tai! Moreover, the more than 100 people Mingkong saved were all children of aristocratic families and should not be underestimated.
They took a shortcut and there was no one to interfere with them. Ten days later, they finally arrived at Shenguang City.
Li Muchan had already joined them and marched together for two days.
They suddenly stopped, and a broad road stretched out. About a hundred cavalry occupied the road, and pedestrians had to pass by them for careful inspection.
Looking around, there is a military camp about a mile away on both sides of the avenue. The tents are endless and there is no end in sight. The flags are fluttering and the evil spirit is blowing in the face.
Two military camps were placed outside Shenguang City, forming an angle with Shenguang City, heading straight towards this avenue where ten horses could run parallel.
Li Muchan looked down with his eyes of void, and the entire Shenguang City was vividly visible.
Shenguang City is square and square, spanning the inner and outer parts of the pass. Outside the pass is an endless prairie. Now in late autumn, it is desolate and desolate.
There are endless houses in the pass, as prosperous as gold.
A city of divine light separates prosperity from desolation.
However, the atmosphere in Shenguang City today is tense, especially in the two camps outside the city.
On the grassland outside the pass, there was a dense group of tents stationed there. Li Muchan glanced over and felt that they were more than ten miles away, but he could not see them all with his eyes in the void.
These are the military camps of the Eastern Chu people, looking at Shenguang City from a distance, like tigers perched outside the city, looking at each other with eagerness.
Shenguang City is unattainable and impossible to break. Although there is tension in Shenguang City, people do not panic and behave as usual.
The Xiaoqi camp stopped, and three knights came from a distance. When they arrived in front of everyone in the Xiaoqi camp, they shouted loudly: "Who are you? Tell me your name!"
Song Shiqi slowly stepped forward and performed a military salute: "I'm waiting for the Shenwu Camp and the Xiaoqi Camp to come here under orders!"
"Xiaoqi Camp?" The knight in the middle looked arrogant and shook his head: "I've never heard of it!"
The elite camp, even though they are separated by vast distances, know each other. Those who have never heard of each other's names will not be too strong.
Li Muchan shook his head and smiled. The soldiers were aggressive and aggressive, and they were in trouble again.
He closed his eyes and ignored it.
Along the way, Li Muchan has been concentrating on studying the art of controlling arrows, using the people of Dongchu as test subjects, and now he has quite a few achievements.
However, according to his ideal, there is still a long way to go. Although the art of controlling arrows is wonderful, it has its limitations and its potential is limited. It is necessary to break through the original method and create new methods.