Three Kingdoms

Tuoba Guoluo turned back from his horse and looked at the array of his own horses.

The one behind him was somewhat better, with neat armor and a more serious military appearance, with few scattered personnel. However, the soldiers on both sides were a little crooked.

Most of Xianbei's soldiers and horses came from tribes and basically had no special training. This group of people were herdsmen in normal times, and became cavalry when the war order was issued.

Even some tribes in Mobei were originally affiliated with the Xiongnu. However, after the Xiongnu collapsed and Xianbei came, they changed it to the Xianbei flag, serving the new master just like they treated the old Xiongnu.

In the eyes of the people on the grassland, it is natural for the weak to obey the strong. Therefore, the Han people, who are thinner than others, should naturally obey themselves.

Although the men of the tribe are said to be in good physical condition, naturally these people cannot speak of military discipline and can truly obey orders. They are the soldiers stationed in the Xianbei Royal Court. As for the other Xianbei soldiers...

Among the current army and horses, there are also Huns who surrendered, people from ordinary tribes, people from the old tribes north of Yinshan Mountain, and there are also soldiers led by Tuyuhun himself who belong directly to the Xianbei Royal Court. Their flags were different, and when they opened their postures, they opened up a large area. However, the man's voice could not be stopped. His own messengers ran back and forth, pulling their necks and shouting hoarsely. Exhausted.

Under such conditions, if you want to achieve exquisite cooperation between each other, this...

It's better to wash up and go to bed first.

Tuoba Guoluo sighed inaudibly, raised his hand to indicate, and then Tuyuhun behind him took a few steps forward, lowered his head and waited for his orders.

Tuyuhun, as well as the personal guards around him, including the tribesmen who came with him behind him, are the real warriors and the most important backbone. Compared with the other soldiers around him, they are more orderly, more glorious and tougher. .

In the past two days, neither Tuoba Guoluo nor Tuguhun were in a good mood, or in other words, for most Xianbei soldiers, they were not in a good mood.

The small Yinshan camp has been attacked several times, but it just can't be taken down. How can I feel better?

Tuoba Guoluo tilted his head slightly and asked: "Is there a message over there...?"

Tuyuhun whispered: "Reporting to Xiao Wang, this... hasn't happened yet..."

Tuoba Guoluo lowered his eyes, was silent for a while, and said: "Since there is no news, then... continue the attack... go catch some Han dogs..."

Tuoba Guoluo pointed to the mound of soil in front of the Yinshan camp and said: "...just keep building the soil..."

Tuyuhun responded, and just as he was about to turn around and leave, he heard Tuoba Guoluo add: "...send those two people..."

Following Tuoba Guoluo's gaze, he saw the two tribes that had surrendered to the Huns.

"...for Xiao Wang...this..." Although Tuyuhun was a little puzzled, he finally accepted the order and left with his chest in his hands.

"This black bull..." Tuoba Guoluo muttered in a low voice.

Do you understand what it means to give both kindness and power?

The two Huns tribes who had surrendered to Tuyuhun were used to weaken the strength of these two tribes again, and then they could be better controlled. However, they should not be used too harshly, otherwise they would be useless. Oh, wouldn’t it mean we lost two dogs?

Give them some meat as much as possible.

A new round of attack has begun again, but now the Xianbei people know that there are two ultra-long-range ballistas above the Yinshan camp, and lucky draws will be held from time to time, so the generals commanding on the front line have to whisper. Angrily, he mingled in the crowd, fearing that he would show any obvious characteristics and attract the attention of the lottery committee, or hide outside the shooting range, and then akimbo, belly and neck, shouting loudly, for fear that others would see his hidden side. Come on.

Tuoba Guo sat down on the bench, holding his chin with one hand, taking in all these situations, but he did not say a word, neither urging nor getting angry, as if everything in front of him was nothing. Extremely normal, very natural thing.

With Tuoba Guoluo's attitude, the Xianbei people under him became more and more coping with the situation. They would have rushed under the camp, but now they were under the camp, and they couldn't move forward until they got there. After the Han soldiers shot arrows from the camp, they shouted, dispersed, and returned to their starting position.

The Xianbei people were in such a chaotic state that even the Han soldiers in the camp were a little confused. Is this still the same army? Or did all the brave soldiers die in front of the camp wall in the past two days, and the rest are all cowards?

Tuoba Guoluo didn't care about this at all.

Now, asking soldiers to attack a city is just the basic common sense necessary for leading troops.

When people are free, all kinds of trivial things will come out, and they will come out inexplicably.

This is especially true when leading troops. The soldiers are very energetic, so they cannot be idle. They have to find something to do. As for whether they can capture the camp or not, it is no longer the most important thing.

Now that Xianbei King Budugen has sent out the royal warriors, his side is no longer the main force, but has become an assisting force.

Then what?

If you succeed here, steal all the limelight, and not only attack the Yinshan camp, but also plunder a lot of people, wait until the Xianbei King's royal court warriors arrive to see what's going on. There is no need to do anything, just wait for the teacher to go back...

Will you be happy?

Will it be a surprise?

Of course, King Budugen will definitely praise him greatly, and even praise him in front of everyone, but what next?

The next time he really needs help, what will Bu Dugen and the warriors from the royal court think?

So now, it's not too late to make plans after there is news from the warriors in the royal court, not to mention catching some Han dogs to pile up the dirt will save the lives of the family's sons, right?

Then again, releasing the Xiongnu would also be a good bait, and maybe we could fish out the Han cavalry who were wandering outside.

Since it is a bait, it must be weaker. When did you see someone using a tiger as bait?

This Tuyuhun is a veteran on the battlefield, but he is still just a new recruit in the king's tent!

When can I get some wise enough help so that I don’t have to do the calculations alone every time? It’s so troublesome...

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In the southern foothills of Yinshan Mountain, the farmland that had just been reclaimed suffered another hardship. The houses that had just been built recently also suffered a catastrophe. The broken eaves and broken walls and the walls with large holes were exposed. They all seemed to be silently shouting and accusing towards the sky.

In the darkness, there was the sound of footsteps stepping on grass blades and soil. In the darkness, a small group of Han soldiers and horses were seen quietly emerging from the darkness.

This was also a settlement where Feiqian originally resettled refugees, but now it is empty. Some people have fled, while others were robbed by the Xianbei people and died in the Yinshan camp. As a member of a farming nation, when I see such a situation, I always feel a different kind of anger burning in my heart.

This team of men and horses were not wearing iron armor. They were only wearing leather armor and helmets. One was to be lightweight and save horsepower. The other was because of the sound of armor pieces colliding with each other. In this era, there was not much sound at night. Down, it still seems a bit too big, not conducive to concealment.

These are Zhang Ji's soldiers and Han cavalry who have been training here in Yinshan for more than half a year.

The Yinshan Hetao is vast and vast. If we say that two thousand cavalry are not too small in number, they are scattered in the Yinshan area, but they are not enough to see.

The leading Han cavalry stopped, was silent for a while, and then sighed deeply.

Zhang Ji sent out many such Han army sentinels, because it was not easy to firmly grasp the traces of the Hu people in such a vast area.

Even with this arrangement, there is actually some luck, because no one knows what situation they will encounter in that place and how many enemy troops they will encounter. After all, in this era, there are no portable radar maps that can clearly see the enemy. The location and quantity of the army all depended on scouts to detect it.

Therefore, the scouts sent out not only need capable soldiers, but also need to be doubly sophisticated in their investigation. Once the Hu people's brigade is discovered, not only must they escape from the Hu people's pursuit, but they also need to pass on the intelligence. Bringing it back in time is not something everyone can do.

Under the faint light of the stars and moon, I saw the Han soldier walking in front, throwing the reins of his war horse to another person, then slowly walking aside, bending down, almost lying on the ground. , while groping, moving his nose slightly, sniffing around like a dog.

Although there is moonlight, everything cannot be seen as clearly as during the day, so this is necessary in order not to miss the traces of the barbarians. There was also a Han soldier behind him, who followed him in the same action, bent down, and slowly advanced on the ground while checking.

The leading soldier walking at the front seemed quite experienced. After a while, he found some traces on the side and said in a low voice: "...these damn barbarians...there are a lot of horse hoof prints...over there." There is also horse manure, it seems that I have only been away for an hour or two..."

The Han soldiers gradually followed behind. Some of them hunched their necks and looked down at the marks pointed out by the leading Han soldiers, while others inspected the pile of horse dung and pinched the hardness of the horse dung balls with their fingers... …

At this time, the veteran who led the team had already stood up and looked around.

The old soldier’s surname is Niu. I can’t remember the specific name. I don’t even know if my surname is really Niu. I just know that I lived in Bingzhou when I was a child. My family was pretty good at that time, and there was an old man at home. Cow, his father would help him on the back of the cow when he was free, and then he imagined becoming a majestic general riding a bull into battle...

These are the only good memories I have from my childhood. Lao Niu doesn't want to remember what happened later, and he doesn't want to remember it either.

Along the way, two or three settlements have been destroyed by the Hu people. The original houses and wooden walls and fences were all damaged, and the fields were also abandoned. And judging from the traces, it was actually during this period. The imprint left behind.

It is conceivable that one or more teams of barbarians must have started a new round of looting, tying up all the people here!

The night wind suddenly picked up, and the shadows of the grass and trees were swaying everywhere. I could only hear a whimpering sound, but I couldn't see any trace of human beings...

"...Here...were attacked by barbarians again..."

A younger Han soldier muttered something in a low voice, and suddenly saw the leader of the Han army, Old Niu Tou, raised his fist fiercely, squatted down, waved his hand fiercely towards the back, and said: " Silence!"

This team is composed of two veterans and four recruits. The two veterans stopped immediately when they heard the words, and even stretched out their arms to press the back of the war horse. The ears of the well-trained war horse moved, docile. They also lay down, but the new soldiers could not help but eagerly grab the bows and arrows and armor bags carried on the back of the horses, but the old cow turned back and shouted in a low voice: "Don't move! Watch the horses!"

There was a gust of night wind, and there were some faint sounds in the wind. If it weren't for the quiet surroundings, it would be difficult to hear it.

Lao Niu called a veteran to his side, pointed to the direction from which the sound came, and lowered his voice and said, "...did you hear any sound?"

"..." Another veteran made a distinction and said uncertainly, "...this is... the big guy... eating beans?"

The sound of chewing and rubbing is the sound made by the most familiar partner of the cavalry.

Feeding the war horses in the army should not be neglected. Just letting the horses grow green will make the war horses weak. Especially at night, you have to add ingredients without hesitation. The more you love horses, the more important this matter is, and the most commonly used snack is beans.

The two Lao Niu who led the team looked at each other, and then quietly followed the sound for a distance, and the clicks and clicks became clearer.

In the darkness of the night, the low chewing sounds came from the front. It looked like there were at least a dozen horses, but there was no sound of people talking or laughing. If Lao Niu hadn't been standing downwind before, had pretty good ears, and was a veteran familiar with war horses, he might have missed this important information.

The closer you get, the clearer it becomes.

Lao Niu made a gesture towards the back, and did not go directly to climb the hill where the sound came from. Instead, he chose a small hill on the side. Since someone was repairing the hill on the opposite side, there must be a place on top of the hill. Sentinel, if you climb up rashly like this, the enemy is hiding, and you may not see the situation and lose your life.

After struggling on the battlefield for a long time, people became more and more cautious, just like Lao Niu who had just asked everyone to dismount and walk from a distance, in order to avoid making any noise to be discovered by potential enemies, although they did not know this place before. There were no enemies, but there was no big mistake in being careful, and those who were negligent would have died long ago without knowing where they were.

I saw the leader of the team, Old Niu, using his hands and feet to move toward the top of the hill. When he approached the top of the hill, he had already lowered his body and blended his body with the grass.

In the darkness of the night, people were high up, scanning around, and with the previous sound as a guide, Lao Niu immediately discovered a group of barbarian scouts behind the hillside diagonally opposite!