Chapter 432: The Remnant

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From Yanmen County to the north, the flood is monstrous, everywhere is devouring swamps, barren lakes, the water surface is wanton and majestic, countless autumn and winter ambush to the bottom of the ice lake fierce beasts emerge, the Yanzhou human race and the Hanhai barbarians into two worlds, directly to the winter after the swamps, lakes, rivers frozen again.

But six or seven thousand miles to the north, the wild river finally tamed down, and merged into a large lake, and the surrounding terrain was slightly higher, and under the interweaving of the rivers and rivers, this large lake with a radius of hundreds of miles was like a pearl, quietly embedded in the green earth, and the wasteland of the lake was also suitable for farming and grazing.

The summer breeze is blowing, the lake surface ripples, facing the morning sun, a group of scale eagles cruising on the water, rising and falling from time to time, some sharp claws, several feet long big fish struggle non-stop. After catching the big fish, the scaly eagle immediately turned back and flew to the shore, and some scaly eagles who had found nothing behind him inevitably chased after him, screaming and scrambling.

A large river tens of meters wide enters the mouth of the lake, a huge and poorly built village is built in front of the gentle slope of the estuary, standing there quietly in the face of the gentle summer breeze, the whole Dazhai square garden is more than ten miles, the village is bustling, like a bazaar, although it is located in the depths of the Hanhai grassland, but the village is all different human people, and it is not the slave village of the barbarians.

Ning Chan'er wore a light veil covering her smoky face, frowned slightly, stood on a low hill by the lake, and whispered in the ear of Chen Hai, who was beside her: "Although Yan Yuan can't be regarded as a famous general who has not been born for a hundred years, but he can be regarded as decent, in just over a year, he can gain a foothold on the edge of the grassland surrounded by wolves, and he has brought the Black Yan Army into this, it is also worth your investment, right?"

Chen Hai smiled and didn't answer, but what he saw was different from Ning Chan'er.

He had already noticed that a large number of fields had been reclaimed around Dazhai, but on the grassland, it was easy to reclaim enough grain fields to feed three or four hundred thousand people.

Besides, Yan Yuan led the remnants of the Black Yan Department and their families to retreat north in a hurry, how many resources could he bring?

The cultivated grain fields are limited, and the green seedlings don't look so strong, if the barbarians from all sides come to loot during the harvest season, the remnants of the Black Yan Army won't be able to harvest much grain - and Yan Yuan led his troops to not occupy the more precipitous valley, but chose to gain a foothold in the open estuary, so they should still consider or be able to rely on fishing and hunting to supplement food to survive the spring famine.

Look at this village although messy, but carefully study, it is also orderly, there will be some tall buildings in the center of the abrupt emergence, although the traces of knives and axes on the wall have been repaired, but a closer look can still see a lot. From this, it can be concluded that this place should be expanded after the Black Yan Army captured a barbarian village.

Chen Hai didn't think that this trip would definitely convince Yan Yuan, but he just needed to work hard; Ning Chan'er looked at him and didn't answer, but she was worried in her heart.

She has always acted from her heart and is free and easy, and after the death of the Great Heavenly Master Gong Qing and others, she will be even more unscrupulous, but after she was suppressed by Cang Yi with magic a few days ago, she felt as if a sharp sword had been hanging above her head, and she was terrified all day long.

Although she believed that under the influence of the succubus soul species, Chen Hai would not have any disadvantage to her in the end, but it was never her character to resign herself to fate, so she thought of selling the last remnants of the Black Yan Army to Chen Hai.

At the moment, it seems that there are still 100,000 soldiers in the remnants of the Black Yan Army, but how much combat power is left, and how much weight can be in Chen Hai's mind, Ning Chan'er has no count in her heart.

Walking further into Dazhai, the flow of people gradually decreased, and slowly the shouting and killing of soldiers could be heard, Ning Chan'er also felt a lot more settled, and slowly walked in with Chen Hai.

This stockade is divided into two layers, the inner city is slightly smaller, only three or four miles in a radius, it is where the military camp is located, and the parapet wall is also stronger, and Yan Yuan's big tent is in the middle.

At this time, Yan Yuan sat in front of the desk, staring at the document in his hand and frowning.

The content of the document is similar to the past, it is nothing more than that the seedlings do not grow well, if you want to increase the yield, you need to pull out more iron materials to cast farm tools, and the scouts found hundreds of demon barbarians riding around Chimei Lake, and asked to send troops to exterminate them, so as to suppress the impatience of the surrounding barbarians, and so on.

At the beginning, Yan Yuan saw that the general trend of the Black Yan Army had gone, and if he continued to stalemate in Yanmen County, he would not be able to escape the bleak ending of defeat, he was willing to fight for the Dao Zen Academy and the Red Mei Sect to the end, but it did not mean that the more than 100,000 elites under his command would also be martyred for the Dao Zen Academy, not to mention that there were more than 300,000 innocent family members.

After Huang Shuang, Le Yi and others were surrendered, seeing the Tiger Ben army attacking Songdu Mountain in the north, he was powerless to resist, so he could only retreat north from Yanmen County.

After leaving the Yanmen Pass, the Black Yan Army traveled all the way, and finally found such a habitat here, looking at the big lake bent like an eyebrow, the predecessor of the Black Yan Army was the Red Eyebrow Sect, Yan Yuan named this lake the Red Eyebrow Lake, and there was a family of thirty or forty thousand barbarians living and breeding here.

At that time, the Black Yan Army had already worn out all its patience after a long march, and it blatantly besieged this tribe without making a temptation. Fortunately, most of the tribes in the steppe have no defense, and they have no other choice at all, either fight, flee, or surrender.

Although the barbarians are fierce, the remnants of the Heiyan Army are all elite veterans, and their combat power is extraordinary after all.

Hundreds of thousands of people have not been able to take root happily in the vast grassland, the first problem in front of them, although the shore of Chimei Lake is convenient for fishing and hunting, there are no dense forests and stone ridges for mining wood and stone, and the materials carried by the Black Yan Army in the north can also build an earthen wall around the village.

In the depths of the grassland, surrounded by enemies, it is too difficult to gain a foothold.

Lacking a large number of farm tools, it is extremely difficult to reclaim wasteland, and they can only rely on fishing and hunting to supplement food, but the cold winter is the real enemy of the Black Yan Army.

In more than 10,000 years of evolution, the demon barbarian has long adapted to the severe cold of the extreme north, and his physique is much stronger than that of ordinary human races, and he can easily survive the cold winter, but the ordinary people of Yanzhou cannot, and they retreat north in a hurry, and they don't have enough warm clothes.

In the first winter of entering the Hanhai Grassland, there were 70,000 or 80,000 of the more than 400,000 old and weak women and children who died of ice and starvation on the road and into Chimei Lake, which can be said to be miserable.

And after they gained a foothold in Chimei Lake, the barbarian invasion from all directions was even more annoying. Fortunately, the Kereh and Tuoba tribes in the north also felt quite sudden in the face of this elite of the human race that suddenly advanced northward, and they did not rashly assemble a large-scale army to attack last winter, which made Yan Yuan and them breathe a sigh of relief.

It's just lying on the side of the couch, not allowing others to sleep soundly, a or even several big bloody battles will break out sooner or later, and when the time comes, hundreds of thousands of remnants of the army will be defeated, how long can they hold on here?

Picking up the teacup on the case, taking a sip gently, Yan Yuan shook his head worriedly, and didn't care about the bitterness of disliking the tea soup, and when he heard the sound of hurried footsteps outside the tent, he saw a guard burying his head in the account, and said with a salute: "Report to Yan Shuai, Captain Chen Hai of Longxiang came to ask for a meeting!"

"Chen Hai?" Yan Yuan was stunned, no one who came to see him would let him be so shocked at this moment.