- On the outskirts of Liucheng

Although Liucheng is the royal court of Wuhuan, it is not on the grassland, but in the hills, and its location is probably Chaoyang City in the later generations, in a basin between Songling Mountain and Nuruer Tiger Mountain.

Liucheng is about 900 miles away from Jixian County, and it is about 1,200 miles to walk because you need to take the coastal road first.

"Hala, we'll be in Liucheng before that, let's rest for a while." A knight wearing a hat peculiar to the Ravan shouted as he rode his horse.

The man who was called Hara looked around, saw that the horse he was riding was a little tired, and nodded, "All right, drink some water, change horses, and let the horses eat some grass." ”

There are three people and six horsemen in this line, they are all Wuhuan Yicong who were recruited by Ma Qiang back then, this time, as a tinder, they are ready to return to their hometown Liucheng, that is, they are ready to spy on the situation, and they are ready to find a way to stop this war.

They are members of the Zhenbei Army, and they know the strength of the Zhenbei Army too well.

As far as Wu Huan's strength is concerned, he has no advantage other than relying on this thousands of miles of wasteland to lengthen the logistics of the Zhenbei Army.

"Don't you know the story of Dawan?" Hala took a sip of water and muttered to herself.

Under Ma Qiang's instructor system, Hara, the earliest soldiers of the Zhenbei Army, is no longer a savage who does not know a single word, Hala can not only read and write, but also read and, in the Zhenbei Army, because everyone is a martial artist, few are interested in Confucianism, read more history books and the art of war, Zi said that Sun Tzu said, Lao Tzu can't.

"Hala, you say, are we really going to fight with them? I just noticed that there are a lot of horseshoe prints along the way, and it seems that Bunton is really gathering the warriors of the various departments. ”

The person who spoke was called Mo Kun, and after a few years of fighting, he had become a captain, and Hala was already a team leader, but the two were not on the same team, but they had known each other before.

"If Badon really chooses war, then war will come, and the general is not a weak man." Hala took a bite of dry food and said to the other person who was feeding the horses, "Halle, when we arrive in Liucheng, we will each go back to the tribe, remember not to attract attention, let Badun find out, and the province will startle the snake." ”

"Rest assured!" Hara was Hara's original subordinate, and it was customary to call him an official.

"Don't call me team leader when you come out, I've said it a few times!"

"Obey, team rate!"

Hala couldn't help rolling her eyes, but she also understood that if the battalion commander came, she probably wouldn't be able to change her mouth, after all, this was already a nerve reflex that had been honed out over several years.

The three of them rested for a while, set off again, dusty, and in a blink of an eye, the three horsemen climbed over a hill, and they didn't know how long they walked, and after bypassing several outposts, they finally saw Liucheng in the distance.

It's finally here.

Hala took out the binoculars and looked at Liucheng, and suddenly felt that something was not right.

There are so many flags representing the tribe!

In fact, whether it is Wuhuan or Xianbei, or Xiongnu, it is not a simple ethnic tribe, but more like an alliance.

For example, the Southern Xiongnu now actually have nineteen tribes, and there are small tribes under each tribe, for example, the Qianren who later slaughtered hundreds of miles of the city are now a small tribe under the Qiangqu tribe under the Southern Xiongnu, and the other Khitan in the later founding of the country for more than 200 years is a small tribe in the Xianbei tribe that is responsible for ordnance manufacturing.

As a result, these small tribes will have their own unique flags or logos, which in the eyes of the Han Chinese are probably the same as Westerners look at Chinese characters, and think that each character is similar, but Hala can distinguish these differences.

He found that not only could he see the banners of the Wuhuan tribe that did not belong to the royal camp, but there were even those of the Xianbei tribe and those he could not recognize, but judging from the current situation, Bandun was desperately gathering the troops he could muster.

After all, so many people gathered here definitely not for the purpose of Kaifeng Collection.

"Let's go, let's go hide things first!"

The three men turned their horses' heads, found a remote place, dug up the earth with the sapper shovel they had brought with them, and put the wrapped radio station inside.

This radio station is, of course, the latest shortwave radio station.

"Two days later, when you come here at dusk, if you are found by the people who are ruined, you know what to do, right? Scattered! ”

"No!!"

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Covering her face with a scarf, Hala rode her fast horse all the way to avoid the warriors of the royal court and returned to her tribe.

Looking at the familiar grass and trees, Hala couldn't help but have a sour nose.

In the blink of an eye, he had been away for several years.

Although every year, the caravan of the Zhenbei Army will help him bring back letters, and will also bring him letters written by others dictated by his family, but where can the homesickness be solved in this way.

"Hey, where is Hala's house?" Hala asked, seeing a young man with a familiar face.

Wuhuan is still a nomadic after all, and moving is as normal as visiting a house, and Hala can find her tribe, but she can't find her own home.

The man looked closely at the masked Hala and was puzzled at first, and then asked, "Who are you?" What to do at Uncle Hara's house? ”

Uncle? Hala looked at the boy, took off the scarf, and laughed, "You're Degu!" Look at who I am! ”

"Uncle Harrah! You're Uncle Hara!! ”

"Degudu has grown so big? Come, let Uncle hug. Hala rolled over and dismounted, and picked up Degu, who was his nephew, and when he left, Degu was just a year old.

"Come with me, everyone wants to kill you!"

"I came all the way, and I feel that there are many more tribes in our Liucheng, and there seem to be Xianbei people, what happened?"

"Isn't it, Shan Yu asked all the departments of Liaodong and Liaoxi to bring people to Liucheng, saying that the Han people will be killed soon, and we are all preparing to fight to the death with the Han people!" Degu said angrily, "We didn't bully them, why did they want to kill us, by the way, Uncle Hara, are you also back to fight?" ”

"The Han are coming? Who said that? Hala asked, frowning.

"It's just that, and it says that everyone who goes beyond the wheel of the car will be killed." As he spoke, Degu touched his head, wondering if he was regretting why he had suddenly become taller and in danger of being killed.

"Nonsense!" Hara clenched his fists angrily, the Zhenbei Army had never done such a thing for so many years.

Besides, if General Zhenbei really wants to slaughter the Wuhuan people, he will directly send a large army to kill them, and let himself do something.

Badun really said the same as General Zhenbei, for his own interests, he did not hesitate to let the whole clan accompany him to the funeral!