The whistle peculiar to the battalion under the Captain Huqiang sounded.

As the command was passed down, the soldiers began to prepare for the battle in a tense and orderly manner.

"What about the casualties last night?"

Feng Yong asked.

The staff officer who stood beside him and listened to orders at any time hurriedly replied: "Chief Huishan, a soldier was wounded by an arrow, and it is said that an eagle archer on the opposite side shot a cold arrow. ”

The staff officer hurriedly replied.

"Huh?" When Feng Yong heard this, he frowned slightly, "Everyone in the army is wearing armor, how can they still be cold arrows?" ”

His own unit is draped in short-sleeved iron sheet fish scale armor, with short sleeves on it to protect his big arms.

The main part of the body is longer than the current mainstream armor, which is protected to the waist and increases the protective area.

At the same time, leather armor is also wrapped on the thighs to strengthen protection.

If the two armies face each other, even in the face of a rain of arrows, the armorer can have a good chance of surviving, let alone a few cold arrows?

"Last night, the Hu people suddenly feinted, the momentum was huge, and our numbers were too small, that battalion was not a battalion on duty, but a temporary battalion."

The staff officer explained, "So in a hurry, there are many people who don't have time to put on the iron armor. However, the soldiers were lined with silk clothes, and the arrows could be easily pulled out, and the wound was not a big problem. ”

Feng Yong nodded.

The area from Daxia County to Didao is already considered to be the control area of the Han Dynasty.

What's more, there are still defeated Hu people on the other side, and no one would have imagined that there would be people who would dare to come over and brush the tiger's whiskers.

After all, it is impossible for a soldier to sleep in iron armor when he is idle.

It was the staff officer's words that made Feng Yong notice this young man again.

The first sun, which had just risen, sprinkled golden light and fell on him, allowing him to show the vigor and vitality unique to his age.

His face flushed with a flush, and he seemed a little excited and a little nervous.

This touched Feng Yong's heart a little, and somehow, he suddenly remembered a text: "Stubborn Little Ghost".

In the red era, how many young men also went to the battlefield like this, using their still immature shoulders to hold up the hope of the rise of the nation?

Now, these young men from the academy are also the hope they planted, and they are also the most primitive spark for Dahan to change his original trajectory.

Feng Yong walked up to him, pinched his shoulder, and asked, "Are you wearing all the armor?" ”

The staff officer also served as the herald officer beside Feng Yong, and in order to be light on his body and convenient to run and give orders, he generally did not wear iron armor, only leather armor.

And if it was time for even the staff officers to personally go into battle, it would mean that the enemy had rushed in front of Feng Yong.

At that time, leather armor or iron armor didn't matter at all.

"Back to the mountain, I haven't taken it off since I put it on last night."

The staff officer replied loudly.

Most of the students in Nanxiang are now devolved to the grassroots level and become the most basic power organizers.

Only the best students have the opportunity to enter the general staff of the army, and there are very few of them.

is still the same sentence, those who can become famous ministers and famous generals in the troubled times with a mustard are always the luckiest people, not the most talented ones.

The staff officers who were born in these academy students are not low-talented.

In Feng Yong's opinion, he has changed their original fate, and it would be best if they could produce a lucky one.

Even if they can't get lucky, they will be the middle-level backbone of the army in the future, and they won't lose!

"I remember, your surname is Zhang, right?"

"Report to the mountain chief, yes. The student's name is Zhang Yuan, and the word Muzhi. ”

"Zhang Muzhi? Sheet...... Hmm, hmm, that's a familiar name? ”

Feng Yong was stunned for a moment, looked at this student who was looking at him with fanatical eyes, and said in his heart, Is this a coincidence? Or is it inevitable?

Thinking of this, he also deliberately observed the other party's face carefully, well, except for a few pimples, there were no pockmarks.

"You are a very good word, who gave it to you?"

Zhang Yuan's face was so red that he was about to spill blood, and his body was trembling slightly: "Chief Huishan, it was given by Mr. Xuetang." ”

"The student didn't have a word, and the gentleman said that the student was selected to go to the mountain chief's side, and he would make contributions in the future."

"If there is no word, it will make people laugh, so I will give the student the word Muzhi."

When Feng Yong heard this, the corners of his mouth twitched, you gentleman, you are really prescient!

Feng Shanchang involuntarily patted his student's shoulder and encouraged, "I also believe that you will make contributions in the future." ”

"Muzhi, Muzhi, this word is destined for you not to be obscure."

When Zhang Muzhi heard this, he was like a chicken blood: "The student will not live up to the expectations of the mountain chief!" ”

At this time, the Hu people outside the camp also began to move, and the sound of whining horns sounded.

"This Feng Langjun looks like he is going to fight the Hu people in the same place?"

"It's a circle."

It was a man with elegant manners who spoke, and if Xu Miao, the assassin of Liangzhou, was here, he could recognize that this person was the Korean doctor who healed Hao Zhao.

"The circle is heavily defended. Feng Yong knew that we were on the side, and it was normal to be cautious. ”

Han Yigong's face showed a clear expression, "At the same time, it can also be seen that he has disdain for Qiang Hu, and dares to fight with more than 2,000 Hu soldiers with 300 people." ”

The rout soldiers who were able to escape from Liu Hun's pursuit naturally relied on four legs, and two legs could only be the life of laborers.

Therefore, this group of Hu soldiers gathered by Korean medical workers are all cavalry.

The main defensive direction of the Han army's circular formation was the north, which was the direction where the Hu soldiers gathered the most.

Hu Bing's move strengthened Feng Yongxian's thoughts, the other party was going to drive him south.

It's just that although this group of Hu soldiers gathered early, they kept making a lot of noise until the sun was about to rise in the middle of the sky, and then they began to charge.

The arrows fired from the heavy crossbow rained down, and the first group of Hu cavalry began to fall after two hundred paces.

Before they could reach fifty paces, they were slaughtered and scattered.

Han Yigong's brows furrowed: "The crossbow array of the Han army is so powerful?" ”

Facing Hu Qi's first charge, Feng Yong's eyelids didn't jump.

The rout has no fighting spirit, and as a captain of Huqiang, he naturally knows some characteristics of the Hu people in Liangzhou.

Plagiarism is not afraid of death, but it can't last long.

It is most appropriate to fight with a breath of blood, again and again, and then decay, and three times to exhaust it on them.

As long as they can hold the first three-plate axe, they will naturally disperse later.

Sure enough, the casualties of the first Hu cavalry did not have a deterrent effect on them, and the second charge soon came.

At the same time, on the east and west sides, there are Hu horses constantly surrounding, and even constantly throwing arrow feathers.

It's just that in the three hundred parts at this time, everyone is wearing iron armor, and the bow used by the Hu people immediately is a soft bow, which is far inferior to the strong bow and hard crossbow used by the foot soldiers.

In the case that the Han army had been prepared, as long as it was not unlucky enough to be shot in the face, leg, or arm, it was basically fine.

A wave of arrows fell, and only a few people were slightly injured.

It's just that the Hu cavalry on both flanks is contained, the real threat, or the second wave of frontal charges.

This wave of Hu cavalry could finally rush within twenty paces, and the Han troops in the camp clenched their weapons one after another, ready to fight.

The dozens of Hu cavalry who were lucky enough to survive looked at the spears erected by the Han army in the camp, except for a few who continued to rush forward straightly, and the remaining one shouted, turned the horse's head again, and scattered to both sides.

"It's a pity that there is no Modao team, otherwise I am afraid of this nonsense?"

Someone said in a regretful tone.

"Foolish! The Modao team has at least 1,000 talents. There are only 300 of us, even if we take the Mo knife, without the cover of bows, crossbows, spears, knives and shields, and we don't let people shoot into hedgehogs? ”

The team leader scolded, "Look ahead!" ”

Billowing smoke and dust, Hu Qi seemed to have made up his mind to keep this Han army here.

The expression of the Korean medical worker became more and more solemn.

The strong crossbow of this Han army was too much to expect.

Not only is it extremely powerful, but it can kill and injure Hu soldiers from afar.

And the winding is much faster than a normal crossbow.

This unexpected situation made Hu Qi's loss unusually large.

"Wolf Lord, we have too many casualties, we may need to rest."

The leader of the Hu people who had been elected ran over with a very bad face, and said respectfully to the wolf slave standing beside the Han medical worker.

He secretly glanced at the Korean medical worker, this mysterious man, who is said to be the owner of the wolf lord, is very capable.

"You rush again." Han Yigong spoke, "This time, I will definitely be able to storm into the camp of the Han army." ”

The wolf slave nodded at the leader.

Seeing the hesitant look on the face of the leader of the Hu people, the Han medical worker took out three famous cards from his arms and handed them to the wolf slave.

"These two famous posts, one was given to me by Liangzhou Thorn History, the other was given to me by General Hao Zhao of Liangzhou, and the other was mine."

"As long as you can storm into the camp of the Han army this time, these three famous cards are yours."

"I have been kind to General Hao Zhao, when the time comes, you will go to Liangzhou with three famous posts, not only will Liangzhou accept you, but also settle you well."

When the leader of the Hu people heard this, he looked at the name card in the hand of the wolf slave again, swallowed his saliva, and finally gritted his teeth ruthlessly: "Okay!" The villain thanked Mr. first! ”

To the south was the Han army, and to the north were the Wei people.

The Han army cannot be attached, and the Wei people cannot be tolerated.

If there are no three famous posts, then even if they can escape to Liangzhou, they may not have a good life.

When it comes to his final retreat, Hu Ren is finally desperate.

Each leader even sent his own guards to take the lead, driving the Hu soldiers to rush towards the Han army.

Sure enough, the Korean medical worker guessed correctly.

This time the Hu army finally really stormed the camp of the Han army, and the Han army began to be forced to shrink back.

Feng Yong saw the situation in front of him, and his brows finally furrowed.

"Mountain Chief, there seems to be something wrong with the situation of the Hu people, as if they are crazy."

Zhang Muzhi panted and ran back from the front, looking nervous: "They probably know that the mountain chief is here." Chief, do you want to do some preparation first? ”

"Ready? What preparation? Ready to escape? ”

Feng Yong smiled indifferently, "The dignified Qiang Guard's personal guard is about to run away in front of the rout, so what does it mean for me to be this Qiang Guard?" ”

He glanced at Zhang Muzhi, "How many casualties?" ”

"No less than a hundred!" Zhang Muzhi said urgently: "Mountain Chief, the situation is urgent!" ”

Feng Yong shook his head and ordered, "Go, move me a bed." I want to see if the Hu people have the ability to reach me! ”

The east and west flanks of the camp also began to rush in

The part that was injured and didn't have time to take it away was suddenly trampled under the iron hooves of Hu Qi.

Seeing this, Feng Yong's eyes froze slightly.

The crossbowmen threw away their crossbows, grabbed their swords and spears, and struggled to use the last trench to stop the horsemen.

Zhang Muzhi heard the shouting and getting closer and closer, and when he turned his head to see this situation, his face became more and more anxious.

He didn't care about Feng Yong's orders, and stepped forward to help Feng Yong prepare to withdraw to the south.

It's just that Feng Yong is tall, and in addition, Guan Ji supervises and practices martial arts, and at the same time, he has practiced the art of vomiting from the beginning.

Although his martial arts skills are not very good in the use of weapons, he said that he wanted to compete empty-handed, but he could really match a few moves with Guan Ji.

What's more, he pays attention to nutrition and steeling, and his strength is much greater than that of ordinary people.

I saw him wave his hand, and he shook Yang Muzhi off his heel at once, and said sharply: "Go!" Bring me the bed! ”

Zhang Muzhi gritted his teeth, got up and ran to the handsome tent to get the Hu bed.

At the same time, he stood beside Feng Yong, holding the handle of the knife tightly in his hand.

Although the Hu people rushed through the last trench, they were finally killed and retreated by the Han army.

This time, the desperate charge of the Hu people caused a lot of casualties to the Han army.

After an urgent count, there were only 200 people who were intact and wounded.

Feng Yong's expression finally became a little solemn.

The performance of this group of Hu people not only does not look like a rout, but even more resilient than those Hu people who gathered scattered and rebelled, which is very strange.

However, this time the fight seemed to have finally exhausted the patience of the Hu people, and they began to turn around and head north.

Feng Yonggang was about to breathe a sigh of relief, only to hear Zhang Muzhi suddenly exclaim: "Mountain chief, look at the south!" ”

Feng Yong was startled, and hurriedly turned his head, only to see a black line appear in the south.

The black line soon expanded.

At the same time, the ground shook again.

Feng Yong stood up and looked into the distance.

When they got closer, his face suddenly became gloomy, and he could only hear him exhale slowly: "Xianbei Hu! Sure enough, it's you! ”

This group of Hu cavalry is different from the previous chaotic Qiang Hu remnant army, they are neatly formed, unified orders, and they are a fine cavalry.

With a loud sound, Xianbei Jing rode six hundred steps in front of the Han army camp and stopped.

It was black and pressing, and there was no unnecessary noise.

Although the number of people is not comparable to the remnants of the Qianghu army who have just left, the deterrent effect is much greater.

The elite cavalry came out in front of the array, ran fifty steps in front of the Han camp, and said loudly: "Mr. Han has a post to Feng Langjun." ”

Zhang Muzhi saw Feng Yong's intention to move, and was about to stop it, but in the end he kept silent and followed tightly.

Feng Yong's face was fearless, he walked to the edge of the camp, and as soon as he gave a slight signal, a trilogy came up to obey the order, and then quickly passed Feng Yong's words over: "Who is Mr. Han?" ”

I only heard the man shouting again: "Feng Langjun and Mr. Han, not the villain dares to speak, after Feng Langjun sees it, he will know." ”

With that, he rolled over and dismounted, held an object high in both hands, knelt down on one knee, and hung his head.

The trilogy passed, took the things in his hand, and soon came back and handed them to Feng Yong.

Feng Yong took it and took a look, only to see a simple thundercloud painted on the side of the prayer post, and the paper was smooth and white.

This paper alone, even the mulberry paper mass-produced in Nanxiang can't be compared.

Unless it is a special supply paper, it can be pressed on a notch.

Flipping through the post, Feng Tujiao "leaned" on.

What did Nima write?

Over the years, Feng Tuqiu, who thought he could read the words of this era fluently, was originally holding his breath in his heart.

At this time, when I saw the words on the prayer post, it was immediately full of fire.

Nima's Laozi finally adapted to Han Li, so you will write me a small seal? Bullying illiterate is fulfilling?

Deliberately, right?

It must have been on purpose, right?

If you can't read the prayer post, you can't reply.

Feng Yong glanced at Zhang Muzhi beside him, and then gave up.

Forget it, he's not as good as himself!

I can still recognize it as Xiao Seal, and the students in the school can't even say that they don't even know what Xiao Seal is.

Who knew that Zhang Muzhi saw Feng Yong's actions, but he misunderstood Feng Yong's meaning.

Staff Officer Zhang, who kept his responsibilities in mind, said in a low voice: "Mountain Chief, the thief's intentions are unknown, and the students are planning for the safety of the Mountain Chief, so it's better to see them or not." ”

Do you want to see you? It's just that everyone is coming to the door, and I can't see it, not by me, but by him!

Feng Yonggang thought of this, and his heart suddenly moved.