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Eight hundred cavalry, two thousand four hundred war horses, from the book, it seems to be a very capable assault force, but these eight hundred people are placed in the vast desert like a drop in the ocean, without support, no supplies, leading the team. He was a seventeen-year-old who had never been in battle. The odds of winning this battle were too small.

The troop moved forward for more than ten miles, and the troop began to whisper. The veterans are all old fritters that have been on the battlefield for decades. How can they not distinguish the nature of the task, lightly loaded, and three war horses per person, No matter how you look at it, it’s the rhythm of an assault for thousands of miles, but it’s such a major task that should be dispatched. This is what configuration, little generals with no experience and prestige, hundreds of veterans of forty or fifty years old, this is not an attack, it’s to die. .

Gradually, the noise became louder and louder, and the entire team fell into a mood of pessimism and suspicion. The survival rate of the frontier soldiers was extremely low. These veterans had experienced countless life and death tests, all of them were dead mountains. Those who came out of the sea of ​​blood finally retreated to the second line and acted as a large camp to stay behind. Now they were taken out by the general's nephew falsely to be sent to death, how could they easily submit.

Huo Qubing was unaware of it. In his impression, the soldiers were just a group of puppets without self-consciousness. They followed orders. They were like mountains and beheaded at every turn. No one dared to disobey or doubt the orders of their superiors, so several military princes questioned them. When he was furious, he held the hilt with his hand.

"It's just military training. You are all veterans of a hundred battles. Even training soldiers are afraid to be like this?" A familiar voice sounded next to him. It was the teacher who was talking. Liu Yan was dressed in leather armor with an iron helmet on his head, and his eyes were under the shadow of his helmet. As Huo Qubing's personal guard appeared, no one else doubted it.

"Yes, training soldiers." Huo Qubing said.

After hearing this, he was relieved, and separated, and the team continued to move forward.

"I should kill them!" Huo Qubing said bitterly. After all, he is a seventeen-year-old boy with a very simple and rude understanding of how to manage his subordinates.

"Kill these military princes, who will lead you?" Liu Yan said softly, "For the generals, both kindness and power are given, and the most important thing is to give hope to the men.

Huo Qubing seemed to understand but not understand. This time a small setback made him unhappy. He swung the whip on the horse's **** and galloped. The riding skill is not about talent, but practice makes perfect. The Huns have grown up on horseback since childhood. At the age of five or six, he can shoot rabbits with small bows and arrows, but Han Jia Erlang has this condition. Cavalry soldiers come into contact with war horses only after enlisting in the army. Their riding skills can be compared with the Huns. Huo Qubing’s living environment is very superior. The boy has followed his uncle to learn how to ride horses since he was a child, and his skills are not bad right away. The soldiers see that the master bows horses well. They are not the noble boys who imagined that they have no power to bind the chicken. This trip is just for training. Inside.

The whole night passed, and Huo Qubing’s fresh energy passed. The sequelae of long riding on horseback came out. His delicate buttocks were blistered by the saddle, and the sides of his thighs were also red and swollen, and the march was extremely difficult. , Not to mention the wind and sand, the food is also poor, just to be full.

The life of the soldiers is very bitter. Even if they are stationed in the camp, they are just eating corn porridge, noodles and pickles, and occasionally some non-staple foods. Only before the expedition and after the victory, there is wine and meat rewards, and they are rarely consumed on weekdays. Animal protein, you can’t even eat hot rice during the march and war, only dry cakes and pickles that are hard to store.

Military pickles are complicated to make. Take one foot of coarse cloth, soak it with one liter of old vinegar, dry it, and cut it into an inch-long scale. When eating, put the vinegar cloth in your mouth and chew to increase your appetite, or use three liters Pound the tempeh into a paste, add five liters of salt to make a cake, dry it, and eat a large piece of jujube kernels for a meal.

Huo Qubing, who grew up in Jinyiyushi, could hardly swallow such crude food. He said that he was not hungry and would not eat a bite of dry food, but the gurgling voice in his stomach betrayed him.

The soldiers handed over the water bag, Huo Qubing took a sip and vomited: "What kind of water is this?"

"Pond water." The soldier replied. The water from the well brought from the camp has been drunk. Now the water bag is filled with water from the oasis pond. This pond is usually consumed by wild horses, wild donkeys, and wild camels. The place where the water is turbid, with camel dung floating in it, it's strange to drink it well.

"How can you drink this kind of water? It's not worth washing your face!" Huo Qubing questioned. As soon as this statement came out, countless light was projected from the surrounding area. The soldiers had chapped lips and dark complexion, and they were cautiously holding dough cakes on their dirty hands. Drinking precious water, this small pond is unable to supply 800 cavalry and more than 2,000 horses. It is hard to get a sip of water.

"Reward them." Huo Qubing said weakly. He finally knew the hardships of the war. This was just a march, and he didn't encounter the Huns.

But he would rather die of thirst than drink water that smells like camel dung.

A big gourd was handed to him, and Huo Qubing raised his eyes to look at the gentle look of the teacher.

"I said, don't drink it." Huo Qubing said.

The gourd was unplugged, and a sweet smell came out, which was rice wine.

"Where did the rice wine come from?" Huo Qubing was overjoyed. He took the gourd and drank a big sip, but he still drank a few more sips before thinking of the teacher.

"Teacher, please." Huo Qubing dedicated his gourd hands to Liu Yanzhi.

"We share the joys and sorrows with the soldiers, and we can win the hearts of the soldiers." Liu Yan said straight.

Huo Qu was ill, and asked the soldiers to give the veterans a bite of a gourd. Sure enough, they reaped a joy. Although there is very little wine, there are only a dozen people who can get the light, but a general who is willing to share wine with his subordinates is always popular.

Liu Yanzhi took out a golden roasted leg of lamb from the sleeve of his robe. Huo Qubing was greedy and ate the leg of lamb, finally filling his stomach.

The eight hundred cavalry continued to march north after the meal. The soldiers were full of suspicion. They would be the realm of the Huns as they walked forward. In case they encounter the Huns scouts and attract the enemy army, these eight hundred lives must be left. here.

Several war horses got close to Huo Qubing, and the military marquee politely persuaded him: "His lieutenant, there will be no way forward. I went deep into the desert. I couldn't find a source of water. I was so thirsty."

Huo Qubing said with a horse whip, "There is Fuquan fifty miles away."

The soldiers looked at each other. This is too random. The spring oasis in the desert is very rare, and there are few references on the surface. Only the most experienced guide can accurately find the water source on the road, but it is limited to The road that was explored, but the road that Huo Qubing took was completely a new road without traces of herders. Just imagine how there could be water in an area that even shepherds dared not go deep into.

However, the lieutenant made an oath and said that he could not find the water source, he would retreat to the camp. The soldiers had no choice but to bite the bullet and convince the soldiers that the team walked forward another fifty miles, and when the crowd was running out of horses and horses, he saw an oasis far away.

The oasis is very small, with only a dozen trees, a clump of green grass and a pond with a radius of no more than 30 steps. Fortunately, this pond is connected to an underground river, and it doesn’t dry up no matter how to drink. Eight hundred soldiers drank the water and the animals also drank. It was full, and even the water sacs were filled. The night came, and before we set off again, everyone settled the dinner on horseback.

Liu Yanzhi generally took out a pot of rice wine and a roast leg of lamb. Huo Qubing finally realized that the teacher did have magic skills, not only could accurately find the source of water, but also conjure up wine and meat out of thin air.

"Master, can you change something more so that all soldiers and soldiers can eat meat and drink wine." Huo Qubing was full of expectations, but the answer was no.

"Being a teacher has limited mana, so I can only take care of you alone." Liu Yan said straight.

He didn’t change the wine and meat, but bought it from the city of Hedong County thousands of miles away. It’s okay if the quantity is small. It’s hard for him to bring eight hundred lamb shanks. It’s even easier to find the water source. Flying into the sky and looking at the oasis within a hundred miles, there is no possibility of getting lost.

This time Huo Qubing became clever and shared the wine and meat with the soldiers, and asked the teacher what to do next.

"It's time to tell everyone." Liu Yan said straight, "Your prestige has been established, and now it is the best time to say."

So Huo Qubing summoned the lower-level officers and announced to them the true purpose of the trip. They ran across the court of the Xiongnu King. Everyone showed an expression of "I knew it". The matter was over, and it was no longer possible to oppose it. The team had gone deep into the desert. I can walk all the way to darkness.

"I will follow the command of Master Lieutenant." The officers said in unison.

"Starting to speed up tomorrow, the Marxie people will not rest, and go straight to the court! Those who do not follow the military order, cut!" Huo Qubing pulled out his sword and inserted it into the sand.

The eight hundred cavalry rested for three hours before embarking on the journey again. The front was no longer the Gobi desert, but an endless stream of quicksand, like water, changing with the wind, there are still dots of green on the Gobi, and the quicksand area is full of eyes. Yellow, covering the sky when the wind blows, and the direction is unknown, it is completely a place of death.

But only by taking this route can we avoid the Huns’ military front. This is the hinterland of the Huns. The nomads are fighting at the door of their homes. They are familiar with the environment. They have figured out all the routes that the Han army will pass. Hundreds of thousands of troops are divided into defenses. The chance will be a bite back. Who would have thought that a strange soldier was passing through the desert, like a sharp dagger, reaching the soft lower abdomen of the Huns from the most incredible angle.

After tearing off the "training" camouflage, everything is in a state of battle. The eight hundred cavalrymen are eating and drinking and Lazarus are on the horse. Whoever can't keep up with the team will leave them. You can imagine the ending of being thrown in the desert. In fact, there are some. The soldiers could not keep up with the brigade and were thrown into the desert to fend for themselves.

The 300-mile desert ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ swallowed the lives of more than 200 soldiers and 500 horses, and the rest were tough men who had experienced the test of life and death, from will to body.

After the six hundred knights came out of the desert, there was no image of the cavalry of the Han Dynasty. They looked like herdsmen who had lived in the desert for many years, with shaggy beards, foul-smelling bodies and filthy robes, the only thing they could tell Only the ring head knife made of fine iron is out of identity.

Only Huo Qubing did not suffer any grievances. Even in the desert, he still drank rice wine and ate lamb shanks every day, and occasionally had melons, fruits, pears and peaches. Others even saved water, but he had enough water to wash his face and clean replacements. Clothes, Liu Yanzhi is a father who dotes on his son at the moment. He doesn't want his son to be wronged at all, but he still deliberately establishes his prestige and makes contributions.

This goal is getting closer and closer, and if you walk another fifty miles, you will be alone in the royal court.

The king’s court alone is not a fixed location. The nomads live by water and grass, and the king’s court is also mobile. It is difficult for the Han army to find the king’s court. Now the main force of the Han army is hundreds of miles away, and the interior of the king’s court is peaceful. , There are only more than two thousand old and weak women and children waiting for their son and husband to return triumphantly.

But what they were waiting for was the butcher knife of the Han army.