Farmer of Shu Han

"Crack!"

The horsewhip hit a certain tribal leader on the shoulder hard, tearing the leader's sheepskin jacket to pieces.

The tip of the whip passed over his cheek with the sound of howling wind, and a red mark soon appeared on his cheek.

"Why don't you just rush over?!"

The tribesmen who were chasing the defeated troops of the Moluhui tribe not only failed to break through the enemy's rear as planned, but instead lost more than two hundred cavalry, and were then driven back.

This made Tuoba Liwei, who had already been unable to hold back his anger, become furious. Without thinking, he took out his horsewhip and whipped it on the leader who came to return his life.

"Da Kehan, spare your life!"

The leader buried his head in the snow, not knowing whether he was afraid or feeling cold, "Dou Bin is very cunning. He has an ambush behind the defeated soldiers."

"We followed Kehan's orders to chase the defeated soldiers, but we didn't expect that we would be ambushed by them."

Unexpectedly, when Tuoba Liwei heard this, he became even more angry. He raised his whip and hit the leader hard again:

"Are you saying that my military orders are wrong?"

"No, I don't dare, I don't dare..."

Hearing Tuoba Liwei's words, the leader's body shook even more.

Fortunately, Tuoba Dakehan didn't seem to pursue the crime of his gaffe, but asked:

"How many ambushes are there?"

The capital originally wanted to say Wanqi.

But this time, in addition to him, there were several people who came to recover this time and were lying behind him.

So he could only answer honestly:

"Even if there are not ten thousand cavalry, there are still six or seven thousand cavalry."

Six or seven thousand?

Recalling what Ku Xian reported, the reinforcements Dou Bin invited included five thousand Han troops.

Not bad at all.

After all, Tuoba Liwei can be regarded as someone who has led troops and fought in wars all his life.

Naturally, we know how difficult it is to count how many people are on the opposite side in front of the formation - it is extremely difficult to estimate how many people are on the opposite side without being bullied by the enemy.

The art of war is a secret secret among military strategists.

"Get out, get out, reorganize your troops, and listen to my orders at any time."

"If there is a next time, let's see if I don't beat you to death!"

Tuoba Liwei's whip whipped at the leaders lying on the ground indiscriminately.

Several people with more or less whip marks on their bodies retreated in embarrassment.

"Kehan, their defeat this time was not a crime of war, why should they be so angry?"

After everyone retreated, the black-clothed deacon said, "Although Dou Bin is old and no longer ambitious, he has been leading troops on expeditions all year round and has rich experience."

"In addition, there are Han troops to help, but Han Yu has to fight against them. How difficult it is."

After the defeated leaders, big and small, retreated, the angry look on Tuoba Liwei's face also dissipated:

"I am not as good as the deacon in planning strategies, but in driving the troops in front of the formation, the deacon is not as good as me!"

"These outsiders are not completely loyal to our Tuoba tribe. If not, they would not have lost more than two hundred horses, so they would take the opportunity to retreat."

"If I don't punish them and make them fearful, I'm afraid they will lie about the military situation and exaggerate the enemy's situation in an attempt to escape responsibility."

"Not to mention that I will do my best in the subsequent battles."

Upon hearing this, the black-clothed deacon nodded slowly:

"Since Ke Han knows what's going on, I'm relieved."

Tuoba Li pointed his riding whip forward and sneered:

"The Wuluhui tribe has been defeated, and as I expected, the Han army formed a formation behind them. Firstly, it was to urge the Wuluhui tribe to advance, and secondly, it was to take advantage of the conflict between the two tribes and benefit from it. "

"They have a good idea, but they don't know how to stop the surprise troops I sent out."

The deacon reminded:

"Kehan, Dou Bin may not be aware of Kehan's arrangements."

Tuoba Li smiled slightly: "Of course he knows, but doesn't he know that the weather is not as good as the right place, and the right place is not as good as the people."

Dou Bin recruited reinforcements from outside and betrayed him at this time, which can barely be regarded as taking advantage of the opportunity.

But he came in a hurry, appeared on the Tuoba tribe's territory, and gave himself a lot of time to gather all the tribes, but he allowed himself to take advantage of the favorable location and people.

Even if he knew that he would send surprise troops, how would he know from which direction they were coming?

Do we need to be on guard at all times?

Being on guard everywhere will lead to being unprepared everywhere.

The Luhui tribe would not be as good as the Tuoba tribe without the Luhui tribe - even if half of the warriors go to Southern Xia, it cannot be easily shaken without the Luhui tribe.

What Tuoba Liwei was worried about was the five thousand Han troops.

Now that the location of the Han army has been explored, the last big stone in my heart can already fall to the ground.

After listening to Tuoba Liwei's analysis, the black-clothed deacon couldn't help but agree.

Tuoba Kehan ​​was able to lead a small tribe to become the largest tribe in the grassland. In addition to the help of his own tribe, his own abilities were also considered outstanding.

"Then what's Kehan's next plan?"

"Dou Bin's defeat is no longer a cause for concern."

Tuoba Li sneered slightly, with both disdain and ridicule.

The Han people have always looked down upon the Hu people.

Dou Bin actually dared to collude with the Han people. How is this any different from opening the door to a thief?

On weekdays, after calling himself Fufeng Dou, he clings to a famous family, promotes his identity, and deceives the ignorant people on the grassland.

Do you really think that the Han people will recognize you and look up to you?

How is it now?

Aren't they still driven like dogs by the Han army, working hard in front of the battle line?

Tuoba Liwei believed that if the Luhui tribe had not been forced forward, even if it was about to be defeated, it would never be as defeated as it is now.

"What we have to do now is to attract the attention of the Han army and wait for the opportunity."

As long as the special forces sent out appear somewhere on the side and rear of the battlefield, that is the best time.

"Come here!"

"Ke Han?"

Tuoba Liwei did not hesitate at all and selected five peripheral tribes again, asking them to continue to attack the Han army.

Compared with the Han army, the tribes outside the Tuoba tribe may have insufficient armor and simple weapons, but they have a large number of people.

Tuoba Liwei did not ask them to really break through the formation of the Han army - of course, it would be best if they could break through - he only wanted to make the Han army tired, and that would be considered to have achieved the goal.

When the time comes, just wait for the special forces to appear on their flanks, and then use elite troops to attack in the front, why worry about not winning?

The Tuoba tribe alone has 68 tribes of different surnames, that is, peripheral tribes.

Tuoba Liwei did not believe that a mere 5,000 Han soldiers could withstand the successive attacks of so many of them.

Of course, in addition to dragging down the Han army, Tuoba Liwei also had some other thoughts.

In addition to the eight tribes with the same surname, the remaining 68 tribes with different surnames of Tuoba Xianbei can only be said to be a loose alliance.

The leaders of these tribes with different surnames still have great autonomy over their tribes.

So if you want to integrate these tribes with different surnames into a real Tuoba tribe, there is still a long way to go.

In addition to luring them with benefits, you must also use power to control them.

At the same time, you must pay attention to secretly restricting the strength of these tribes and not let them threaten the position of the Suo head.

And this time is a good opportunity to adjust their strength.

Just when Tuoba Liwei was fine-tuning his troops and fighting the Han army.

Several tribal leaders with whip marks on their faces were passing by a tent dejectedly.

"Chaho! Chaho! Chaho..."

A sound that made people's teeth ache came.

Several people subconsciously looked in the direction of the sound, but saw that the door of the tent of King Wuhuan was wide open, and King Wuhuan was sharpening his knife inside with an expressionless face.

On normal days, they would definitely ridicule the King of Wuhuan who had returned from the previous defeat.

After all, they were all from different tribes of the Tuoba tribe. Why could you, the King of Wuhuan, gain the trust of Da Kehan?

They would not miss the chance to ridicule the other party.

In fact, when the King of Wuhuan returned from the defeat, some people came to ridicule him.

But these people also suffered defeat, so naturally the eldest brother would not laugh at the second brother.

Not only did they not ridicule, but probably out of sympathy, the leader also greeted the King of Wuhuan:

"King Kuxian, what are you doing?"

Kuxian seemed to turn a deaf ear to him and continued to sharpen his knife.

The few people were bored and were about to leave, but they saw Kuxian suddenly stop sharpening the knife, raised the shiny knife, and stretched out his thumb to test the blade.

Then he glanced at a few people and said unexpectedly:

"Sharpening the knife on Kehan's order."

The few people who wanted to leave heard this unexpected answer, and their feet were immediately sucked tightly by magnets.

The few people looked at each other, and almost without any hesitation, they turned around and walked into Kuxian's tent.

He lowered his posture and asked humbly:

"King Kuxian, what do you mean by this?"

Kuxian looked at them strangely and replied:

"Sharpening the knife on Kehan's order, didn't I make it clear enough?"

I understand, but...

"Why did Kehan ​​let Lord Kuxian sharpen the knife?"

When Kuxian heard this question, he snorted from his nose, and it was unknown whether it was a sneer or something else.

He just stretched out his thumb again, slowly tested the edge of the knife, and asked instead of answering:

"Do you know why the Meiluhui tribe suddenly betrayed Kehan?"

This...

Someone hesitated and said: "I heard that Dou Bin colluded with the Han people..."

Ku Xian sneered, and the meaning of this sound was very clear, that is, sneer:

"Lord Dou Bin has always been on good terms with Kehan, and the two are uncle and son-in-law. Why did Lord Dou Bin suddenly collude with the Han people and betray Kehan?"

"How do we know this?"

To be honest, the dispute between the Meiluhui tribe and the Tuoba tribe actually made most people confused.

The relationship between the two tribes has always been harmonious, and they are in-laws. Why did they suddenly fight, and it was a life-and-death fight.

Fortunately, Lord Ku Xian has always been straightforward and does not like to keep people in suspense. He explained:

"Isn't it because of the eldest prince?"

"The eldest prince?"

Tuoba Shamo Khan?

"The eldest prince is Dou Bin's eldest grandson. He was slandered by some people in our tribe and ended up with a life or death unknown. Dou Bin heard about this and came to punish him."

Hearing this, someone said unconvincedly:

"The eldest prince's matter was tacitly approved by Dakehan. What does the second prince's action have to do with us? How can it be said to be slander?"

Ku Xian looked at the person who said this as if he was an idiot, and spit out a sentence:

"The second prince is also Dou Bin's grandson."

Of course, this is not important.

After all, let alone brothers, even if they are fathers and sons, when it is time to be ruthless, you must be ruthless and show no mercy.

"Kehan ​​already felt remorse for the matter of the eldest prince, but it just happened that Dou Bin came with an army to question him, so he would not admit his fault in public."

Ku Xian's voice was not loud, but it sounded like thunder in the ears of several people, shocking them to distraction:

"But Kehan ​​already wanted to take your eldest son to comfort the eldest prince, so he let me sharpen my knife and axe."

Several people said almost in unison: "Impossible!"

Ku Xian glanced at them and smiled contemptuously:

"Dou Bin, the Han army helped us this time. You and I have suffered defeats one after another, which is enough to show that the Moluhui tribe is no longer what it used to be."

"In addition, most of the warriors in our tribe are on their way south, and they are weak. The outcome of this battle is uncertain."

"Even if we win, it will probably be a miserable victory. How will the Tuoba Eight Tribes make up for the losses?"

The so-called Tuoba Eight Tribes naturally refer to the eight core tribes with the same surname as Tuoba.

They are also the eight strongest tribes of Tuoba Xianbei.

Otherwise, how can the sixty-eight tribes of different surnames be convinced?

Ku Xian asked this question, and no one answered.

But everyone present knew that as long as the sixty-eight tribes of different surnames were still members of Tuoba Xianbei, their strength would never exceed that of the Tuoba Eight Tribes.

Seeing that no one answered, Ku Xian did not force it, but continued:

"If we lose this battle, Ke Han will send out those who slandered the prince in the past to save the Tuoba family and appease Dou Bin's anger. Do you think it is feasible?"

"Ke Han, Ke Han has always been a hero, how could he do such a thing that would ruin people's reputation?"

Some people expressed disbelief.

Ku Xian laughed, without even looking at the person who spoke, and his expression became more and more contemptuous.

The knife and axe were sharpened, reflecting the snow light, and even reflecting the panic that several people could not hide.

Ku Xian scraped his fingers on the blade, blew a breath, and smiled with satisfaction.

But this expression was extremely creepy in the eyes of several people.

At the moment of the war, Tuoba Xianbei suffered a series of defeats in the previous battle, and finally stabilized the front line. Except for the eight core tribes of Tuoba, no one dared to easily ask Tuoba Liwei for confirmation.

Because Kuxian himself is the leader of the 68 tribes of different surnames, he was highly respected by Tuoba Liwei in the past and was quite powerful in the tribes of different surnames.

Now, from what they saw with their own eyes and heard with their own ears, no one dared not to take it to heart.

Because no one dared to gamble.

This is a matter related to the fate of the whole tribe.

After all, everyone depends on you to get a head in order to survive and even live better on the grassland.

Da Kehan ​​is fair and just, and leads everyone to a better life. That is naturally wise and brave, a generation of heroes.

But when the benefits obtained are not enough to make up for the cost of dependence, the tribal leaders who originally have great autonomy will naturally be very easy to have different hearts.

The grassland is so big, do you have to graze on your Tuoba clan's territory?

Of course, intimidated by Tuoba Liwei's daily prestige, these tribal leaders of different surnames would not dare to say on the spot that they would lead their tribes to escape.

But some ideas were finally planted.

The disadvantages of the tribal alliance on the grassland are not only exposed at this time.

Moreover, as the tribes of different surnames were constantly transferred to the front to attack the Han army, they were constantly magnified.

"Useless, incompetent!"

Another group of leaders were beaten in the face by Tuoba Liwei.

The wheel tactics did not achieve the purpose expected by Tuoba Liwei.

The number of people on the opposite side also increased from six or seven thousand to seven or eight thousand, eight or nine thousand, and then tens of thousands...

But no matter how many there were, every tribal warrior sent out to charge was beaten back.

"Where did so many Han troops come from? Did they fall from the sky? And the more they fight, the more they get!"

"Asshole! How dare you deceive me!"

Tuoba Liwei cursed with real anger, "It's just that the bastards of the Moluhui tribe mixed in with them to cover up their tracks, and they actually scared you like this!"

In addition, Tuoba Liwei couldn't hold back because he couldn't see the movement of the surprise troops sent from the flank.

Looking at the sun that was already setting in the west, Tuoba Liwei felt a little anxious:

The weather at this time was still cold at night, and it was impossible to spend the night outside.

If the surprise troops still can't find the opponent's weakness, I'm afraid they will have to turn back.

Just thinking about this, I suddenly heard a report from the front:

"Kehan, Kehan! It's broken, the formation is broken!"

"What?"

Tuoba Liwei hurriedly looked over. He wanted to observe the Han army on the opposite side, but he saw several smoke rising from the distance.

But he slapped his thigh, and the anger on his face had long disappeared, replaced by ecstasy:

"The surprise troops are done!"

The Han army, which had been resisting the attacks of Tuoba Xianbei's wolf pack tactics like a dam, didn't know when the front line began to waver.

There was even a big gap in the middle.

Obviously, the defeat in the rear affected the morale of the army in the front.

"Attack! All the warriors of the Tuoba Eight Tribes, follow me to attack!"

Tuoba Liwei knew that the opportunity was fleeting, especially with Dou Bin, the old fox on the opposite side. If he was asked to stabilize the front again, it might not be so easy next time.

Although he was seventy-three years old, Tuoba Liwei was still extremely strong. He personally led the most elite warriors of the Tuoba clan and rushed towards the gap of the Han army.

The general of the Han army seemed to be a mediocre person and did not fill the gap in time.

It is even possible that the Han army has been frightened. Seeing the most brave warriors of the Tuoba clan rushing up like a tide, the gap is even expanding.

Tuoba Liwei looked at the gap that was getting bigger and bigger, and his eyes were shining with excitement.

As long as this Han army was defeated, Tuoba Xianbei would soon own Liaodong, which meant...

Before he could continue thinking, a red tide suddenly appeared at the gap of the Han army.

The Xianbei elite cavalry who was in the front was shot in the throat by an arrow.

Then, a general in a white robe and a white helmet came out with a surging tide of blood, holding up a silver spear and shouting loudly:

"Zhao Yiwen of Changshan is here, who dares to fight me to the death!"