In the cool autumn season, the climate is slightly cool,
The wind is rustling, the grass and trees are withered,
A camp stood on this plain, with one or two bonfires among dozens of fur tents.
Several barbarians sat cross-legged on the ground, eating fried golden chestnuts and talking loudly by the campfire. They laughed loudly from time to time, and the laughter slowly went away with the autumn wind.
"We have been eating chestnuts for two or three months, and our mouths have become dull."
"How long are we going to stay here? Are we really going to hit the door of the Yin Emperor's house and have the leader sit in the chair of the Human Emperor?"
A young barbarian complained at the side, casually grabbed a handful of fried rice and threw it into his mouth, chewing it with big mouthfuls. His white teeth were sharpened, and in less than a moment, the fried rice in his mouth was ground into fine pieces.
"Hey……"
"You kid, a well-fed man doesn't know a hungry man is hungry. It's good if you have a stutter,"
A middle-aged barbarian snorted and slapped the boy on the forehead, making a "boom" sound.
There was a ferocious scar on the face of this middle-aged barbarian, which spread from his forehead to his lower jaw. As the middle-aged barbarian opened his mouth, there was some horror and distortion.
The middle-aged barbarian reprimanded: "You boy... the tribesmen on the front line fought bloody battles, and maybe they didn't even get a bite to eat. If you hadn't been assigned to our Licang, you wouldn't even have had this bite."
"Pick and choose, and then choose...I'll let you go to the front line and see what our old soldiers are eating."
"Scare...Uncle Haru, I'm just talking casually, I'm really not complaining..."
"Really, Uncle Haru, believe me, I was really unintentional..."
The young barbarian said nonchalantly, with a hint of embarrassment on his face.
As a veteran who has been on the battlefield, the scar on his face was left at that time. Also left on the battlefield was an arm.
Such a figure, among the many tribes of barbarians, is not only not a burden, but also a heroic benchmark, with considerable intimidation.
If this were not the case, even with the fierceness and bravery of the barbarians, they would not allow a cripple to manage this camp.
"snort……"
Haru snorted heavily, grabbed a handful of chestnuts, smelled the rice fragrance of the chestnuts, and said: "These chestnuts are all earned by our people with their lives, and every mouthful... contains the blood of heroes!
"
"I'll pretend I didn't hear what you just said. If you let me know that you are saying weird things again, I will kick you to the evil camp. Let your boy follow the people from the evil camp and go to the front line to lead the charge."
Old soldiers who are used to seeing life and death naturally have a prejudice against young people, and Haru is no exception.
When the young barbarian heard about the murderous camp, his complexion suddenly turned pale, he lowered his head and did not dare to speak anymore.
The so-called people in the fierce camp are all fierce people from various barbarian tribes. They are the first to charge on the battlefield and have the lowest chance of survival. In every battle, the fierce camp must attack first. A fierce camp with a thousand-man team can survive.
It can be said that more than a hundred people came back, which can be said to be extremely lucky.
Haru looked at the 'honest' boy, stood up and patted his trouser legs, looked at the plains with thick autumn colors, and murmured to himself: "This war will not end easily. Either we barbarians will rise completely, or... it will happen again
Fall into the abyss!"
Hundreds of thousands of barbarian armies, three major tribes, and dozens of small tribes joined forces. What the barbarians want in this battle is not just some food, they want more, they want to possess everything.
However, not far from this camp, a group of soldiers were quietly stationed.
"What camp is this?"
Xun Shaoyu held a riding whip in his hand, looked at the camp in the distance, and asked.
As a strong man at the Grand Master level, Xun Shaoyu's eyesight was so strong that he could see every detail within a hundred miles radius.
What's more, the camp in the distance was only a mile or two away, so Xun Shaoyu could see it clearly.
Since the 30,000-strong army left the pass, Xun Shaoyu marched quickly several times. When he was close to the Yuanshui front line, he gradually slowed down his marching speed.
"Lord, these are the fourteen we found today." A lieutenant came forward and whispered while skillfully placing a mark.
Several sturdy armored soldiers stood tall, holding the reins of their war horses, like an iron wall and a copper wall.
"This is fourteen,"
Xun Shaoyu's brows were raised, and a look of deep thought appeared on his face.
"This grain supply line is too long."
"There are six hundred warehouses, each with fifty or sixty barbarians stationed there. This grain supply line has a full 30,000 to 40,000 barbarians in it."
Xun Shaoyu frowned and tightened his grip on the riding whip.
The purpose of his trip was to cut off the food route that supplied hundreds of thousands of barbarian soldiers.
However, in the eyes of Xun Shaoyu, who has experienced many battles, this is no easy task.
The so-called grain road is really confusing in the eyes of people who are not familiar with military affairs. It seems like convoys traveling over mountains and ridges, carrying countless grains, and constantly transfusing blood to the army ahead.
However, in the vast majority of cases, this is not the case.
In a real war, once the two armies confront each other, each side will build a huge fortress group in the shortest possible time after forming a large army.
Each fortress is like a ferocious beast, using various means to swallow up the surrounding food and materials, and then transport them to the forefront of the battlefield through complex supply routes, so that one's own side can have sufficient supplies.
These fortresses extend in all directions, making it difficult for one side to receive support from all sides, and they also occupy the convenience of defensive fortifications.
Therefore, although these fortress groups are small cities built of rammed earth or masonry and are temporary in nature, they are quite commendable in terms of safety and sturdiness.
"With such perfect logistics, it is simply impossible to send a small group of soldiers to cut off the transportation line. Not only is it difficult and extremely inefficient, even if everyone uses their lives, it is impossible to remove all the chestnuts overnight.
warehouse."
"These six hundred chestnut warehouses are placed every ten miles, and the layout stretches for six thousand miles. The defense line is too long."
Xun Shaoyu's eyes flashed slightly and he whispered: "It's easier said than done to completely destroy it!"
An army of 30,000 can easily crush a Licang army.
But unless Xun Shaoyu marched six thousand miles in one day and captured two-thirds of Licang, the huge logistics defense system could drag down Xun Shaoyu's 30,000 soldiers to death.
The military strategists of past dynasties raided the grain roads only because the enemy's troops were fierce and advanced rapidly, occupying a large area and making it difficult for the logistics system to follow up. This is the precedent of destroying an army of 100,000 in one battle.
"But this is also an opportunity for me to prove myself."
Xun Shaoyu's heart was filled with excitement. If Shangcai was not located on the border and most of the local barbarians had surrendered, Shangcai would have become the only isolated land behind the barbarians.
The old master would not place such a heavy bet just to let him send troops.
Even if a strong man at the Grand Master level of martial arts cannot change the overall situation of the war, he still has the ability to change the local war situation.
Of course, if Xun Shaoyu hadn't defeated tens of thousands of barbarians in one battle, revealing the great master's astonishing military power. If it weren't for Xuan Po, who was at the front of the battle line, being distracted by Wen Yuanming, the wandering immortal on earth, and not daring to take care of him.
It is impossible for this party to have stability in Cai Dadi for nearly half a year.
Xun Shaoyu waved his hand and said: "Go back to camp."
"promise,"
The lieutenants and soldiers responded in low voices, looking solemn.
A soldier stepped forward to lead the horse to fall. Xun Shaoyu took the reins and immediately got on the horse.
"Walk……"
Xun Shaoyu turned the horse's head, clamped his calves under the horse's belly, and the horse's hoofs were intertwined, and it ran in one direction.
The hooves of these war horses have been wrapped in thick cotton cloth, and the sound of the horses' hooves is minimal.
After all, the living conditions of the barbarians are harsh, and although they are crude by nature, the nature of hunters is engraved in their body hair and skin, and their keen sense of smell for prey is not trivial when applied to the battlefield.
Some experienced barbarian scouts can even judge how many soldiers and horses there are from the amplitude and frequency of ground vibrations.
We must be on guard against these and must be vigilant.
The camp of Xun Shaoyu's army was stationed between the two Licang.
But before Xun Shaoyu could wait for the barbarians to notice, he lit wolf dung and spread it around, and he had already slaughtered hundreds of barbarians stationed in Licang.
However, even if he tried his best to block the news, the movement of the 30,000-strong army was too big. If the barracks were deployed, they could stretch for dozens of miles. Although Xun Shaoyu strictly ordered his troops to disappear, with the size of the 30,000-strong army,
It can be hidden for seven or eight days, but it is difficult to hide it for more than a month.
Thirty thousand people eating horse chews is not a small number, not to mention hundreds of chestnut barns standing there. It is a difficult problem to pull them out one by one.
"Cloud light,"
As soon as Xun Shaoyu entered the camp gate, he saw Chang Yunguang walking towards him.
"Lord,"
Chang Yunguang said: "I don't know, what do you think of the situation?"
As the two walked, Chang Yunguang asked about the military situation.
Xun Shaoyu shook his head and said: "I don't have a clue about this matter yet. Six hundred warehouses are not a small number. It is really a difficult problem to take them down in one fell swoop!"
Chang Yunguang asked in confusion: "Master, the old master asked us to disrupt the barbarians' supply lines, but he didn't say he asked us to clear out the barbarians' warehouses?"
"Six hundred warehouses are a land with a radius of six thousand miles. It is not easy to calm down overnight. Once the smoke is ignited and the barbarians are on guard at the front, it will be even harder to take action."
The fighting strength of the 30,000 new soldiers is worrying, and only some of the backbones are trustworthy. After a long-distance attack of 6,000 miles, I am afraid that if the 30,000 new soldiers have not traveled 2,000 miles, only four or five thousand of the 30,000 new soldiers will be left.
"How could I not know that soldiers are valuable and quick..."
Xun Shaoyu's eyes flashed and he murmured to himself.
"Beat the drum and gather the generals!"
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Night is falling, Kurucang!
Haru finished inspecting the chestnuts in the warehouse one by one, with a satisfied look on his face.
"The Kyushu people are good at farming, and we make a living by hunting. They are two completely different lifestyles."
Haru and several barbarians beside him said: "These chestnuts are full of grains. If we barbarians are allowed to cultivate them, they won't be able to grow as good as others."
"Yes... but no matter how much food there is, it has not been grown for us. Once our army arrives, we will be able to take whatever we want." A young barbarian laughed loudly, looking extremely excited.
The barbarians have only raided the border areas for many years, and rarely penetrated directly into the hinterland of Kyushu. However, this time they almost approached the capital of Lu State, which was a rare feat for the barbarians in the past thousands of years, which made the barbarians very excited.
If everything goes well and hundreds of thousands of barbarian troops capture Yuzhou, it will be possible to establish a country.
"Hey... the Kyushu human race is too weak, so they should become our vassals."
Haru quietly listened to the conversation of several young people, and the corners of his mouth curved a little.
Regarding this view, Haru, a one-armed veteran, did not comment, but he would not attack this sentiment.
Suddenly, Haru's ears moved and he heard dozens of heavy footsteps.
"Stop, who are you?"
Outside Licang, a barbarian soldier took advantage of the darkness and looked at the burly figures in the night.
"who……"
"who……"
The barbarian soldiers stationed in Licang were all extremely vigilant. They ran out of their fur tents with tomahawks, bows and arrows, and faced several visitors.
Haru, who is the tenth husband of Li Cang, walked quickly to the door of Li Cang.
In the darkness of the night, the visitor's clothes and armor could not be seen clearly, but the hazy figure still allowed Haru to see that this was a physique unique to barbarians.
"Don't do it,"
Haru gave a low command and pressed down the bows and arrows in the hands of the barbarians slightly.
The visitors were all barbarians, which slightly weakened Haru's vigilance.
Moreover, this is a period of intense war, and everyone's nerves are as tense as a string. If there is any overreaction, the casualties caused will only damage the morale of the family.
Moreover, although the three major tribes have joined forces, there are constant frictions. Once someone from other tribes is accidentally killed, it will undoubtedly be a big mistake.
Turning around, he raised his head and asked: "Which clan are you from? If you don't kill the enemy on the front line, why are you here?"
The visitor said solemnly: "We are ordered by the leader to survey the chestnut hoard and consolidate the entire quantity in the six hundred warehouses."
"Where is your captain of ten?"
"I am the captain of ten here. How can I coordinate the amount of food?"
Haru was shocked when he heard this and said: "This is...could it be the front line? Is there any new progress?"
The visitor still said in a deep voice: "This is not something you, a ten-year-old, should care about. Here...this is a token given by the leader...go on!"
This visitor didn't answer, his attitude was extremely arrogant, and he handed something in his hand.
Haru was stunned for a moment. He couldn't see clearly in the dim night. He subconsciously reached out to pick it up, but the next moment he felt a sharp pain in his chest.
"you……"
Haru roared with severe pain in his chest, but his strength gradually disappeared, leaving no room for struggle. His whole body suddenly went limp, and there was only darkness in front of him.
What this old barbarian soldier received was not a token of the leader, but a short blade pierced through the chest.
"kill……"
The attacker kicked Haru away and pulled out the short blade.
Several other figures took action one after another, attacking the surrounding barbarians who had lost their defense.
"kill--"
"kill--"
Torches were lit up one by one, hundreds, thousands of torches were raised in time, and soldiers rushed into the chest with swords.
"The Lord has an order, leave no one behind, kill them all,"
This 'barbarian' roared loudly, tore off his animal skin, held a giant ax in his hand, and rushed into the chestnut barn like a dancing wheel.
More than a dozen [Giant Soldiers] roared together, wearing heavy armor like armored tanks, charging recklessly.