Announcing to Yaoting and the entire Caohai that this Dagan cavalry had descended on the northern frontier, since then, the life and death of Mobei Caohai and Dagan are no longer only in the hands of the Caohai coalition forces in Yeliangzhou and Yanshenzhou.

Tens of thousands of soldiers rushed down along the mouth of the valley, this momentum was not weaker than a landslide and the ground cracked, and the Yaoting people, who were accustomed to seeing war horses galloping, couldn't help but lose their color and were terrified.

I don't know who was the first to start running down, and in an instant almost all the people ran down the mountain, and in a hurry they were tripped by the mountain rocks and grass, like a gourd rolling on the ground, and rolled down the mountain with a grunt, and this roll may not be able to stand up again.

Before the Dagan cavalry soldiers arrived at the bow and arrow shot down by Li Luo, there was no extra order, and they were divided into two, which was the diversion array.

It was as if a torrent had met a huge rock that could not be submerged, could not be washed away, but could only flow through both sides of the rock, even though it was nothing more than an arrow feather less than a foot above the ground.

The war horse roared down, not too fast, but it was far more swift and neat than these chaotic Yaoting people.

The people of Yaoting didn't know what Li Luo and the Yan clan said, so they saw an arrow fly out and broke off with Li Luo's last sentence.

As for the difference between the Dagan generals and the Caohai cavalry, these people had no time to think about it, looking at the cold spear in Li Luo's hand, they just thought that this Dagan general was going to kill them all.

In the panic, they stumbled and scattered.

At this moment, the Dagan army suddenly split into two, and galloped past both sides of the panicked crowd, laughing wildly with endless ridicule and mockery.

The Dagan generals on the horse were condescending, looking at the colorless Yaoting tribesmen, with disdain and ridicule in their eyes, this is the difference between the Dagan Northern Expedition and the Caohai Cavalry in the south.

"Remember, I am the thirteen ghost generals of Dagan, waiting to fight with the King of Yaoting!"

The power of the war horse carried the military array away, and it seemed to drain all the anger here, and the Yaoting people sat down on the ground in all directions, with the joy of the rest of their lives after the catastrophe, and the hatred and murderous intentions, but everyone's hearts were still haunted by the words of the Dagan soldiers before leaving.

Dagan's thirteen ghost generals, what kind of people are they?

Ihoella's face was pale and speechless, what he did in the mountains, maybe the young general of Dagan had already seen it clearly, and he didn't ask or say, maybe it was just that this place was too small in his opinion to be worth bothering, or maybe as he said, for the dead, this young general of Dagan valued the living more.

Ihoyela's expression changed several times, and gradually calmed down, after the killing, I don't know why, it seems that the hatred for this young general Dagan is not as strong as imagined, his name is Li Luo, I don't know what kind of character he is in Dagan.

Twilight covers the wilderness, hundreds of miles away.

After a rapid journey, the northern expeditionary army set up camp by a stream. The stream is not wide, and the horses can leap over, and the stream sometimes does not fall under the grass, sometimes it flows around the pasture.

The sides are gently sloping, and it is impossible to see from afar, but the night watchmen on the ridge of the hill will be able to easily detect the enemy in the distance. The topography of Caohai is different from that of Dagan mountains and rivers, and most of the methods of camping on weekdays are useless, and now they can only adapt to the situation and adapt to the appropriate location.

Here in the sea of grass, the weather seems to be good, tonight is also a good day, starry, under the same starry sky, Li Luo felt that the stars in the night sky of the sea of grass are brighter and more conspicuous than Da Gan.

If there is no war, a pot of wine, a horse, a few friends, stop and go, in such a place with the sky as the quilt and the earth as the seat, it is also a fortunate thing when you are in the middle of your life. It's just that now there are more horses and more people, which is inevitably a bit of a big spoiler.

Qian Yi lit the bonfire, the sea of grass was empty, and the fire light dispersed very quickly, and it could not be transmitted far at all, unless it was a sky-high fire.

There are few trees and many grasses in the sea of grass, and it is not easy to make a fire. Although the fire of withered grass is urgent, it is difficult to last.

However, the people of Caohai are fighting for their lives with the sky, and naturally they have their own stunts.

Qian Yi used the things to take fire from the Yao Ting's dead tent, some of them are like charcoal fires used by the eunuchs of Dagan, but they are made of grass, I don't know what the process is, flammable, not as warm as firewood, but it is better to last, than firewood to burn a few more moments, it is really not easy.

The generals have their own important matters, and they have been busy everywhere in the camp since they went to the camp, calling for the winter cicada to strengthen its night patrol since Li Luo's assassination, and now not even a fly can fly in the camp.

Yuan Jun went to take stock of the income this time, in addition to the soft money and goods, mainly the supply of grain and grass, it should be carefully arranged, in case there is no food, these 40,000 people will starve to death in this wilderness.

Li Luo took advantage of the firelight to take a closer look at a three-foot-long animal skin in his hand, this is the biggest gain of this trip, the map of the sea of grass preserved in the death tent of Yaoting is more detailed than the map presented by the shopkeeper of Shaolailou in Xiu Tongcheng, and what is not in that map is first seen in this map.

Li Luo was fascinated and didn't look up for a long time.

"Is what you said today true?" Suddenly, a slightly lonely voice beside him asked.

Li Luo glanced up, it was the royal daughter of Yaoting who was captured today, and together with the Yan family's entourage, they were all detained under the Chinese army's cavalry tent at the moment.

Li Luo put away the animal skin, straightened up, and asked in a harmonious voice: "Those words?" ”

"It's you who said that our soldiers from Yaoting went to your Dagan, killed a lot of people, and did a lot of bad things."

"Oh, yes so what? Isn't it? ”

"I, I don't know." The girl pouted in frustration, her expression quite gloomy.

Li Luo raised his eyebrows and said calmly, "Sit down." ”

The girl snorted and sat by the campfire, looking at the firelight in a daze.

"Yaoting and I are friends and foes, what I say and do, we should be willing to put our hearts and minds first. As far as I'm concerned, my enemy is precisely your friend's help, and if you have a different identity and a different environment, you will naturally see the same thing as good and bad. ”

The girl looked at Li Luo in ignorance, Li Luo smiled and asked, "Don't understand?" ”

"I don't understand."

"The soldiers of Yaoting invaded my Daganbei Mansion, looted and looted, for the people of my Daganbei Mansion, it was indeed a disaster of family ruin. It's just that for you, if all the property you get back to Yaoting, there are many people who have benefited.

Hundreds of years ago, every time in winter, there were nomadic tribes in Mobei who raised troops to the south, snatched cotton clothes and bedding, or even enslaved and raised women, so as to survive the harsh winter, and recuperate after the spring flowers bloomed in the next year, so that the family could reproduce and inherit.

If there is only good and evil, maybe none of these tribes will survive.