Finest Servant

Gao Chief came up from behind the team, and was also ecstatic to see Xu Zhen. They hugged each other and laughed, their eyes filled with tears.

Looking at Xu Zhen's appearance, his face was dark and dusty, and his clothes were torn and torn, it was obvious that he had suffered a lot along the way. Lin Wanrong was silent for a long time, before he sighed, grabbed him and said, "Xiao Xu, how did you enter the grassland and find us?!"

"It's a long story." Xu Zhen's eyes were slightly red: "From the third day that General Lin, General Hu, and Brother Gao entered the canyon, hundreds of thousands of Hu people launched a frenzied attack on the entrance of the Helan Valley. Those Turks The people are fierce and strong, and they come fiercely. Each wave of attack gathers more than 10,000 people, and they attack the two passages leading to Xingqing Mansion at the same time. After three days, the barbarians can charge no less than four thousand people. More than ten times."

"Mr. Xu issued a death order. From her down, the whole army is only allowed to move forward, not to retreat. They are locked in people, and people are killed when they are locked up. They will guard Helan Mountain to the death! Before closing their eyes, more than 200,000 brothers fought to the death with the Hu people in Helan Mountain, and no one was seen retreating. Both sides of the canyon were full of swords and blood flowed into rivers. When the shells were fired, even these brothers charged with swords. In just three days, more than 40,000 brothers died at the foot of Helan Mountain!"

As Xu Zhen spoke, his eyes turned red. Lin Wanrong, Hu Bugui, and Gao Chief gritted their teeth and said nothing, their fists clenched tightly unconsciously.

Hundreds of thousands of bloody battles, even if not on the scene. They can also imagine what kind of bloody and tragic scene it was. Mount Helan is like the backbone of Dahua, whose head can be broken. Blood may flow, but the spine never collapses!

"The two canyons of the Helan Mountains fell several times and were recaptured several times. Tens of thousands of death squad brothers. Only 800 people survived. Brother Du was injured in his left arm. General Zuoqiu was injured in his right rib. Even Xu Junshi— —”

"What happened to Master Xu?!" Lin Wanrong pulled Xu Zhen. Shocked.

Xu Zhen knew he had made a slip of the tongue. Hastily wiped the corners of his eyes. He lowered his head and whispered: "General, don't ask me any more. The military adviser won't let me tell you!"

Lin Wanrong stared, and said angrily: "Why don't you tell me. Listen to her or to me? You kid. Are you trying to kill me?!"

Xu Zhen is the direct descendant of Lin Wanrong brought out from Shandong, and seeing him stare like a bully is frightening. How dare to disobey, only red-eyed and whispered: "Mr. Xu was guarding the pass. He was seriously injured by Hu Renliu. He has been bedridden for many days. When the subordinate is about to leave, she told me not to report this matter to the general. Otherwise, I will have to do it." Military law."

Xu Zhen's words were vague. Lin Wanrong felt pain in his heart. Xu Zhiqing herself is a national champion of Xinglin. Injured by Liu Ya, he was bedridden for many days. The injury must have been severe.

"General.

Don't you worry. "Seeing Lin Wanrong's old face was dark and frighteningly gloomy, Xu Zhen hurriedly said: "When my subordinates left, Master Xu's complexion had improved. She also delivered me personally. And asked me to tell the general. All is well in the army. Please don't worry. "

This is also called Anhao? They were all hurt like that! Lin Wanrong sighed helplessly. Miss Xu's temper is still so stubborn! I used to be annoyed by her stubborn and even stubborn character. Now it seems. Isn't this where Xu Zhiqing is different? Think about the appearance of Ms. Xu singing on the hillside before leaving. His nose was a little sour.

Hearing Xu Zhen's half-spoken words, Gao Chief felt anxious, like a cat scratching. Hastily grabbed Xu Zhen's arm and said, "What happened next? What happened to Helan Mountain? Did the barbarians attack again? How did you get to the grassland, and how did you find us?! Xiao Xu, can you finish that at once. I'm dying of anxiety!" Xu Zhen wiped the corners of his eyes and smiled embarrassedly. Then he said: "After the barbarians attacked fiercely for three days, corpses were strewn all over the field. The losses were heavy. In the next few days, they changed their tactics. They adopted the tactics of disturbing, feinted for a while and then retreated. Then they feinted again. This went on and on. I don't know when they will turn their false attack into a real attack. They have held on for a few days. Our army was very tired. Suddenly on that day and night, the Hu people went crazy. Mobilize all troops. Attack the Xilu passage. Hundreds of thousands The Hu people filled the foot of the mountain in darkness. Badru, the king of the left, led the charge. The battle lasted for a day and two nights. We entered and exited the west foot pass several times. Finally, we took the canyon back. Master Xu He was also seriously injured during this period. The Hu people could not attack for a long time. On the morning of the third day, the whole army suddenly withdrew for Baili. In the evening, we got the news that it was the Hu people's granary, Bayanhaote, which was breached by General Lin. The food and grass of the 300,000 Turkic army were burned. This time, it was the last Turkic counterattack! When the news came, the whole army was cheered up, everyone cheered, even Miss Xu, who was seriously injured, cried happily!"

"Miss Xu is crying?!" Lin Wanrong muttered to himself. At that moment Xu Zhiqing had complicated emotions. No one in the world knows better than him.

Xu Zhen hummed. Nodded: "The Turks retreated hundreds of miles. After a few days, we heard that there was a big Chinese bandit on the grassland, robbing the Hu people's caravans and tribes everywhere. I also heard a strange Turkic name. Miss Xu said that it was General You, she knows what you are going to do. It's just that there is no way to get in touch with you."

"Then how did you enter the grassland?!" Lin Wanrong said in a deep voice.

Xu Zhen's face became excited: "When we were at a loss, a mysterious expert sent a letter to Miss Xu. There were only six words on it - through the canyon and into the grassland. This reminded Master Xu, Since you, general, can cross Helan Mountain and enter the Alxa Grassland, we can do the same. On the second day, Master Xu ordered me to lead more than ten brothers to advance along the road opened by you, general. It is strange to say that we When we entered the canyon, there were signposts to guide us. Although the journey was bumpy, we really entered the grassland. When we looked back, all the signposts disappeared.”

"An expert? Road sign?!" Lin Wanrong was dumbfounded when he heard it. Could it be Sister An who did it? ! But when I slashed Rabri in Bayanhot, it was Sister An's masterpiece. According to the schedule, she always followed me. Even if Sister Fox knows how to split body, it is impossible to appear in Helan Mountain and the grassland at the same time. This is really amazing.

—————

"It's a pity that the road in the canyon was washed away by a heavy rain a few days ago. I'm afraid it's impossible to cross Helan Mountain and enter the grassland again." Xu Zhen said regretfully.

Hand hit the net, provide the latest text version of the novel to read

Bayanhot has been destroyed, and once the barbarians retreat to the grassland, this magical passage will lose its original strategic significance. Lin Wanrong doesn't think it's a pity. It's just how Xu Zhen found their current location, which surprised him.

"After we entered the grassland, we first went to Bayanhot and then to Dalanza. We almost encountered barbarian iron cavalry several times. At every critical moment, someone would point us in the direction!" Xu Zhen said with his sleeves Take out a small ball of paper. Pass it to Lin Wanrong.

The ball of paper was a simple map, without writing a single word, it only outlined the locations of several tribes in detail. The lines in bold are the ones that Lin Wanrong traveled during his march. The latest tribe is Chita, which is more than 400 miles away from them.

The lines are clear and the handwriting is beautiful, like a woman's handwriting. But judging from this simple line. Can't find out who wrote it.

"We followed this map to search all the way, and we were spotted by a few scout brothers in front, and then we found the general." Xu Zhen finally explained the itinerary along the way. Only then did he let out a long breath, took the water bag that Hu Bugui had handed over, and sucked a few mouthfuls hungry and thirsty.

The raindrops hit the paper ball, making a soft rustling sound. Lin Wanrong stared at the paper ball, full of doubts in his heart. The person who could draw such a clear route map should be someone who knew the whereabouts of the five thousand troops very well, and the biggest suspect was none other than Sister An. However, Sister Fox just left this morning. She didn't mention it, so she shouldn't know about it. Moreover, judging from the time, Sister An has been by my side for the past few days, and she has no time to guide Xu Zhen.

There are only a few women who help me so much and can hide from my side from my observation. Xian'er, Qingxuan, Sister An, and Ning Yuxi all have this ability. But the first two are far away in the capital, and the latter one has just left, so the rest——

"It's Fairy Ning!!" Lin Wanrong yelled, jumped up in shock, and looked around hastily.

In the boundless wind and rain, the sky and the earth were dark, and the soldiers marched forward vigorously without any slack, so there was nowhere to see Fairy Ning. After a sudden thought, he carefully pondered the line on the paper, and it turned out that the more he looked, the more he looked like Ning Yuxi's faint eyebrow line. With Fairy Ning's character, if she really followed secretly, she would only be quieter and less noticeable than An Biru.

It turns out that Sister An and Fairy Ning have always been by my side. Lin Wanrong's indescribable sadness and joy, his eyes could not help but be moist, with this two peerless enchanting companions, good and evil, who are the happiest people in the world, who else can I have? !

With his heart fluttering, he looked at the swaying wind and rain all around him. He was so graceful and graceful that he instantly transformed into Ning Yuxi's moving figure.

Seeing him in a daze, with joy and sorrow, Gao Chief hurriedly patted him on the shoulder: "Brother Lin, what's wrong with you?!"

Lin Wanrong woke up like a dream, shook his head and laughed loudly: "It's okay, I'm so happy. With the news of He Lanshan and Miss Xu, and seeing Xu Zhen, can I not be happy?! Brother Gao, Brother Hu, we must I will come back alive, mine, I have no doubts!!”

Hearing the news about Helan Mountain is certainly exciting, but it shouldn't be so exciting. Gao Chief and Lao Hu looked at each other in blank dismay, feeling that General Lin seemed to be hiding some other good news.

"General, there is one more thing." Hu Bugui's voice paused, his brows furrowed: "The scouts in front have returned. As you expected, after the coalition forces of Ejina and Harhelin arrived in Dalanza, they did not When they found our whereabouts, they quickly set off and turned back. They were accompanied by the 20,000 Turkic cavalry that we had previously transferred to Wuyuan."

Lin Wanrong said lightly, and said with a smile: "They have joined forces? In this way, there are not 30,000 Hu people who turned back?!"

Hu Bugui hummed, and said worriedly: "There are more than 30,000 people in total! Moreover, the marching speed is extremely fast, and the weather is fine. They are only more than two hundred miles away from Harhelin under their gallop. the journey."

Lin Wanrong snorted, with a confident smile on his face: "30,000 people is 30,000 people, we don't need to fight with them, 30,000 is the same as 3,000. Then let's compete with the barbarians Let’s go. Xiao Xu, you and these ten brothers came just in time, we’re going to make a big deal this time. Pass down the order, target Halhelin, and move forward at full speed.”

The news of Xu Zhen's arrival quickly spread throughout the army. The oath that Mount Helan will never fall. Echoing in everyone's ears like the wind, these warriors who went deep into the grassland and fought alone, burst into tears of excitement in an instant. This is a feeling that has been lost for a long time and is connected by blood.

It rained non-stop. However, the fire-like enthusiasm of Dahua tiger and wolf teachers could not be extinguished. They broke out all their potential and ran as fast as they could, with laughter overflowing on everyone's faces. This torrential rain seemed to be the best baptism for them.

The Turks seemed to have realized something, they ran back non-stop, and the competition between the two sides became a competition of footwork and endurance.

When the news came that the Hu people were still two hundred miles away, five thousand Dahua cavalry had quietly and murderously appeared on the outskirts of Harhelin.

Under the blue sky, the huge Turkic tribe is like a sky-high umbrella, and countless tents look so pale in the wind and rain. Waiting for them will be the fiery horseshoes of Dahua soldiers.

"General, let's do it." Xu Zhen who had just joined Lin Wanrong. There was a murderous look on the young face. For him, the burning of Bayanhot and the surprise attack on Dalanza were just legends made by General Lin, and this was the first time he had actually fought the Hu people on the grasslands and in the Turkic dens. The bloody battle at Helan Mountain was vivid in his mind, and his eyes shot out raging flames. With a swollen face, he asked Lin Wanrong to fight.

Lin Wanrong nodded slightly. He stared wide-eyed. His eyes swept across the neat row of five thousand strong men in front of him: "Brothers—are you ready?!"

"Roar———" the soldiers roared. Through the fading wind and rain. Straight into the sky.

Lin Wanrong waved his hands. The neat roar stopped.

"The small tribe of Halhelin is not our ultimate goal. But it is the road we must pass. I only have one request. I hope your swords are fast, accurate, and ruthless. Use your invincible horseshoes. The tents of the Turks. We will not stay. However, the pain will remain in the hearts of the Hu people forever!"

His clear voice floated far away, stirring in the ears of the soldiers.

"Light the torch!" Hu Bugui shouted through the sky. There was a "bang". Countless torches sounded at the same time, blazing torches. Instantly lit up half the sky. The soldiers' cheeks were flushed with excitement.

This suddenly ignited to light. Like lightning flashing across the sky. Quickly awakened the Turkic people sleeping in the tent. They rushed out of the yurt sleepily. Then I saw an unforgettable scene in my life.

Torches lit up the sky. Countless cold and cruel faces are close at hand, without a trace of emotion on their faces. The only boiling ground. It was the blazing flame in their eyes.

"The Dahua people are coming!" A mournful cry sounded from somewhere first, and suddenly woke up the Turkic people. They turned around and ran like crazy. Run to the stables.

"Brother who died for Helan Mountain. Kill!" Xu Zhen's roar pierced the sky. Countless galloping horses are like dark clouds that move instantly. Rush towards Halhelin. Hastily got up to meet the enemy Turks. **The upper body is lean and strong. The bow and arrow could not be worn in the future, so he waved his big knife and came back to the elite of the great Hua who was like a dark cloud.

Xu Zhen raised the knife and dropped it, and a bloody head flew into the air spinning. It was hitting a barbarian next to him in the face. His invincible momentum. Even the Turks, who are used to massacres, were shocked. Haven't reacted yet. The cold swords and guns of the Dahua people have pierced into their bodies.

This is an unquestionable battle. The strength of the two sides is not at the same level at all. The horseshoe stepped over the snow-white tent, and countless bright blood flowers bloomed on the white gauze. The soldiers knew that time was limited, so they used the three-character formula of quick, accurate and ruthless to the extreme. Even the Hu camp was filled with flames.

"Report to General. The speed of the barbarians has suddenly increased. Their leading troops are still 170 miles away from us!" Harhe Forest has become a sea of ​​flames. The report from the scouts ahead echoed in my ears. Lin Wanrong nodded. He gestured to Hu Bugui beside him.

Old Hu jumped out, brandishing his saber: "The whole army obeys the order. The target is Ejina. Let's go!"

Yu Jia's comments are quite accurate. The Dahua cavalry at this time is a group of rogues floating on the grassland. Raid a tribe. Move on to the next goal. No one can stop their wind-like speed.

The Ejina tribe is adjacent to Yiwu, and it is the only way to Lop Nur, the sea of ​​death. It is less than a hundred miles away from Harhe Forest Land. The Turks were angered. The speed of running is unbelievable. They were two hundred miles away. It is automatically divided into two groups, and one group goes to Harhelin. The other group desperately rushed to Ejina, which had not yet been attacked.

When five thousand soldiers stood in front of the Ejina tribe. Hu Bugui also reported the latest news about the Turkic people: "General, the Hu people are away from us. Only sixty miles away."

Harhelin, a hundred miles away, is full of wind and rain. This Ejina is clean and refreshing. The bright moon is in the sky. It can even feel slightly warm. Faintly heard the roar of the desert yellow sand in the distance.

look around. Yiwu, which is connected to Ejina, is half of the prime green grassland. The other side is boundless like snow and silver sand. Green and white two colors. In the bright moonlight. Shining coolly. Ejina, Yiwu. It is connected to Lop Nur, the sea of ​​death. For thousands of years. Legend has it that no one can walk out of the sea of ​​death alive. Even the fierce and brutal Turkic people. I dare not enter this famous sea of ​​death. And Ejina. It is the tribe closest to the desert. It is also the dividing line between grassland and Lop Nur.

In the tent of the Ejina tribe. It was crowded with panicked Turkic people. Facing the big Chinese who fell from the sky. Many people can't even believe their eyes. Confirmed countless times. They finally believed it. The Dahua people really came to kill. On one side is the sea of ​​death. On one side is the Dahua cavalry. This is a knot that can never be untied. Their eyes were full of fear and despair.

Being neighbors to the desert all day long, the Turkic people are well aware of the severity of the desert. Compared to the Haitian threat of death. They would rather face the big Chinese who are full of hatred.

"What a desert, the sand is like snow. The moon in Yanshan is like a hook!" Looking at the boundless desert. Lin Wanrong groaned softly. He seemed to turn a blind eye to Ejina in front of him.

Hu Bugui was a little anxious. Cautiously said: "General, the barbarians are only sixty miles away from us!"

sixty miles. Even if the barbarian flies up. It will definitely not arrive in half an hour. And half an hour. Should be able to do a lot of things! Lin Wanrong smiled and raised a few fingers: "Brother Hu, I will give you three cups of tea. Is it enough?!"

Kung fu with a few cups of tea. The time is short. But in the face of this completely one-sided battlefield. Hu Bugui couldn't find a reason to refuse. He laughed out loud. The horse rushed forward. The soldiers behind him followed closely behind. It rushed into the Ejina tribe like a whirlwind.

Same as Halhelin. The strong men of the Ejina tribe have already been transferred. There are only a few hundred strong men left. It's not enough for the Dahua cavalry to grit their teeth. All the way in the blood. It was exactly as Lin Wanrong said. It's just a few cups of tea. The Turkic wolf flag slowly fell to the ground.

, to provide the latest novels to read

Ejina and Harhelin. As one of the few Turkic tribes, there are two big tribes. Supplies are extremely rich. No need for Lin Wanrong's orders. The soldiers replenished water and food, changed horses, and made final preparations for entering the desert.

Hu Bugui was strapped with dry food and water bags. Come over boldly. He smiled and said, "General Lin, we are all ready, when will the army enter the desert?!"

Lao Hu is impatient, this is going into the desert, not going to worship, so what are you in a hurry for? Lin Wanrong smiled and said, "Don't worry, the Hu people haven't had their last supper yet."

"What last supper?!" Hu Bugui looked at him puzzled.

Lin Wanrong smiled mysteriously, shook his head and said, "Brother Hu, I asked you to gather all the remaining tung oil in Ejina, how is it going?!"

"Except for taking some for our spares, all the rest have been collected." Hu Bugui nodded, and gave him a strange look: "General Lin, you didn't let us burn the tent, and you took so much tung oil. Roasting?!"

"It is indeed to warm up the fire, but to warm the fire for the Hu people." Lin Wanrong grinned: "Brother Hu, go find hundreds of brothers and pour the tung oil on the Hu people's tents. Remember, how much is each tent?" Sprinkle some, spread hay between the tents, and then sprinkle tung oil. Let's play a fire camp for the barbarians!"

It turned out that this was the case, and Hu Bugui suddenly realized, "Oh, before entering the desert, he still didn't forget to play hard with the Hu people, Brother Lin is indeed a god-man."

The cold moonlight fell on the grasslands and deserts, and in the far sky, smoke suddenly rose into the sky, booming, and the dull sound of horseshoes like spring thunder entered the eardrums, and the earth trembled suddenly. Even tens of miles away, with such a scale and momentum, the barbarian's iron hooves really lived up to their reputation.

Hu Bugui listened intently for a while, and said seriously: "The Hu people think highly of us. Judging by the momentum, there may be more than 20,000 cavalry."

Lin Wanrong smiled slightly. Sighed: "It's not that they think highly of us, but after the fall of Harhelin, they have already judged that our next stop must be the adjacent Ejina, so they mobilized heavy troops to chase here. Among the Turks, indeed There are also tall people."

With a sharp wave of his hand, five thousand soldiers got on their horses, packed their bags and dry food, and stepped neatly towards the border line between the grassland and the desert.

Just now when they got close to the desert, there was the sound of whistling wind with a shrill howl flickering in their ears. Everyone retracted their necks unconsciously and buried their faces in their clothes.

A few gusts of cold wind and sand blew down and hit Lin Wanrong all over the face. He hastily pouted and said angrily: "This old lady in the desert dares to make out with me before she washes her mouth! It's so unreasonable!!" Everyone laughed in an uproar, and the oppressive atmosphere near the sea of ​​death eased a lot.

Standing still on the edge of the desert, Lin Wanrong waved his hand towards Lao Gao: "Xu Zhen, Brother Gao, you two will lead the brothers into the desert immediately—"

Both Xu Zhen and Xu Zhen were surprised at the same time: "What about you?!"

Lin Wanrong smiled and said, "Brother Hu and I are in the rear, playing a game of setting fire to the camp with these Hu people."

Burning company? Although the two of them didn't know what Lin Wanrong was talking about, they had already established an unbroken trust after living and dying together for such a long time.

Xu Zhen hummed resolutely, cupped his fists and said: "The general obeys orders!" He turned his horse's head and waved his hand slightly, and five thousand soldiers filed in, stepping into the boundless wind and sand.

The trust between life and death is the most touching. Seeing that the five thousand soldiers trusted him so much, Lin Wanrong squeezed his fist and growled twice to cheer himself up.

"General, the barbarians are coming!!!" Hu Bugui waved his hand, in the dust flying all over the sky, dozens of wolf flags were flying high, and the black barbarian cavalry was like a whirlwind, setting off boundless dust and sand, piercing through After passing the tent of the Ejina tribe, we rushed straight to the edge of the desert.

As Hu Bugui said, there are more than 20,000 Hu people in front of them. Their vanguard troops passed through the tent of the Ejina tribe, but the follow-up cavalry was still waiting outside the tent. The long line could not be seen at a glance. .

The leading barbarian rushed several hundred feet away from the edge of the desert, and suddenly waved his hand forcefully, and the barbarians behind him stopped in unison. Except for the sneezing of the war horses, the entire battlefield was completely silent, extremely silent.

In the distance, at the junction of the grassland and the desert, two war horses stood quietly. Two big Chinese men sat on horseback, one holding a knife and the other holding a bow, both of them were black-faced and yellow-skinned, Xiao Sha was solemn and solemn.

"Hiss—" the Dahuaman's war horse suddenly raised its head to the sky and jumped up. The man grabbed the reins tightly and heaved with the horse. The moonlight was low, as if it was right behind him, the desert wind and sand filled the sky, lifted his robe and hair, and the billows of dust hit his back and face, desolate and desolate, but there was an unspeakable murderous aura.

"Dahua Linsan is here, who dares to fight me?!" The black-faced and black-chested Dahua roared, his voice piercing through the grassland and desert, his cold eyes and face were like a black killer reflected in the crystal moonlight. God, it is daunting.

His voice was heard far away, and the following Hu people were still rushing desperately to the tent in Ejina, but the two sides facing each other on the front line were completely silent.

The leading barbarian slowly took off the helmet on his head, revealing sunken eye sockets, raised cheekbones, and slightly flickering blue eyes. He cupped his fists towards Lin Wanrong from a distance, and shouted in slightly blunt Mandarin, "Master Lin, it's been a long time! Lu Dongzan is here, welcome to the grassland!"

Sure enough, it was Lu Dongzan, the teacher of the Turkic state! He actually rushed back to the grassland from Wuyuan, no wonder he was so resourceful!

Lin Wanrong laughed loudly, clasped his fists and said, "What's so good about Mr. Lin, that Mr. Lao Guoshi greeted him in person. Shame, shame! I haven't seen you for a few months, Brother Lu's spirit is better than before, really gratifying!"

Lu Dongzan rode forward, looked at Lin Wanrong, gave a thumbs up, and said sincerely: "Master Lin, you went deep into the grassland, cut off my Turkic life supplies, and saved Helan Mountain from danger. From the enemy's point of view, I should hate you. You. But in terms of strategy and courage, you are the smartest person in Dahua, and you are the person I, Lu Dongzan, admire the most!