White Wave Valley, outside the city.

One by one, the Xiliang battle flags hunted in the wind, and under the battle flags, more than 20,000 soldiers and horses lined up, and the momentum was surging, but if you look closely, it makes people feel that there is a little less spirit in the formation.

Under the tent of the Chinese army, the two main generals of Xiliang, Li Yu and Guo Yan, sat left and right, and Jia Xu, the military advisor, sat in the first place on the lower side, and the faces of the three were not very good.

"Wounded?"

Li Yu asked gloomily.

"Hmm!"

Jia Xu nodded: "In the past few days, we have suffered nearly 3,800 casualties!" ”

Starting from Jiangyi City, for five or six consecutive days, they were simply beaten by the nose of the Yellow Turban Army, dragged all the way, fought all the way, and the front and rear were only a battle line less than a hundred miles, and they fought no less than five battles, and they were defeated in a row

And not counting the wounded, the number of soldiers killed in battle alone was nearly 4,000.

As long as the casualties of any army and horses exceed one-tenth, it is already a loss of morale, it is difficult to cheer up, and it is impossible to exert fifty or sixty percent of its strength on the battlefield, and it needs time to rest, and if the number of casualties reaches one-fifth, it can be regarded as a great loss of vitality, and it is impossible to continue fighting at all.

It's also the Xiliang Army.

As the name suggests, the desolate land in the west, the army that came out of here has a wild nature to survive at any cost, their blood is even more fierce, and on the battlefield, the fear of life and death is very low.

So even with such casualties, they survived.

If other soldiers and horses in the Central Plains were replaced, even if it was the two armies of Nanyang, if the Southern Army and the Violent Bear Army were damaged to this point, they would not have the morale to continue fighting.

"Damn!"

Li Yu slammed his fist on the desk, and said coldly: "On this land, our Xiliang warriors have never lost, when Guo Tai was at the height of his popularity, the chickens and dogs that were killed by Niu Fu soldiers were not left, and now a group of remnants of soldiers actually let us lose our troops, if this is passed back, I am afraid that without the lord being angry, General Niu Fu will not let us go!" ”

"We've underestimated the enemy!"

Guo Yan said gloomily: "One wrong step, one wrong step, I didn't expect that the situation of the front and back encirclement actually became an opportunity for them to break through one by one!" ”

Although his 8,000 soldiers and horses were attacked by Yang Feng and Han Xian together, the casualties were not very large, because the battle had only been fought for less than an hour, and the Yellow Turban Army withdrew, and he never imagined that the letter he sent out to ask for help would become a failure in this battle.

"A certain family wants to meet this for a while!" Guo Yan's eyes flashed with a cold glow, and said: "We have been fighting for several years in Baibo and Yellow Turbans, and we know the roots, if Mrs. Guo is still here, there is such an opportunity, it makes sense, but Mrs. Guo has died in battle, and there is no general under his command who can compete with us!" ”

"General Guo is right!"

Jia Xu sat quietly, sighed, and said in a low voice: "I already know who this person is?" ”

"Who?"

When Li Yu and Guo Yan heard this, their eyes suddenly widened, and they asked in unison.

"Nanyang Sword King, Huang Zhong!"

Jia Xu said word by word.

The two armies are fighting, and in the chaotic battle, it is inevitable that one or two soldiers will be captured, and the information that the Xiliang army can't get, as long as they pry their mouths open, they can always get one or two.

"Is that him?"

Li Yu couldn't believe it: "Isn't he in the capital?" ”

"It is rumored that the Nanyang Sword King is a general under the command of Mu Xiangguo, how could he come to Hedong and help the Yellow Turban!" Guo Yan also frowned and said in a low voice.

"He's here because the Holy Maiden of Peace has appeared in the White Wave Valley!"

Jia Xu said: "And you all don't forget one point, today's Xiangguo Mushan is not an orthodox background of the imperial court, he is the remnant of the Yellow Turban, the meaning of the Nanyang Yellow Turban Qu Shuai, the relationship between him and the Yellow Turban Army is inextricably linked, and it is not an exaggeration to send the generals under his command!" ”

"In this case, it's troublesome!"

Li Yu said worriedly: "Now that the lord and Mu Xiangguo are in the stage of cooperation, if we break the relationship, will we let the lord be humiliated in front of Mu Xiangguo!" ”

Today, Xiangguo Mushan, the power is tilted towards the government and the opposition, even if their lord Dong Zhuo is strong, he can only be subordinated now, so they have such worries.

"Don't be afraid!"

Jia Xu shook his head: "First of all, Huang Zhong appeared here, what the situation is, we don't know, and even if it is sent by Mu Xiangguo, we can also be ignorant, besides, the lord is in the capital, not alone, we have more than 100,000 Xiliang soldiers, which is the strongest backing of the lord, he Mu Xiangguo wants to turn his face, but also depends on the opportunity!" ”

He paused and said: "In addition, if we can't stabilize Hedong, I'm afraid the lord will be angry, after all, the lord is in the capital, he can't hold power, and the matter of grain and grass, and the moves of the soldiers, all depend on the land east of the river, so even if we fight the Baibo Valley, the lord will settle the affairs of the court for us!" ”

"Then let's keep fighting?" Guo Yan asked tentatively.

"No!"

Jia Xu still shook his head: "Huang Hansheng is not easy to deal with, how is this person's martial arts, I don't know, I only listen to his name, I don't see his strength, but how well he leads the troops, we should have an impression, since the beginning of Jiangyi City, he has been in the camp step by step, almost crushed our main force, even if we barely repelled them last night, but in the end our soldiers and horses are still displayed in front of the Baibo Valley, think about it, before they attacked, we defended, but a few days, but the scene has changed dramatically, it has become our attack, they defend, Before we know it, the offensive and defensive positions have changed, and we have lost! ”

As soon as his words came out, Guo Yan and Li Yu's expressions turned a little blue.

And Jia Xu continued: "This kind of control of advance and retreat on the battlefield is extraordinary, among the Xiliang army, there are very few who can do it, this person is afraid that Guo Tai will be difficult to deal with, if we attack strongly, I am afraid that we will suffer!" ”

"That's all around!" Li Yu was unwilling.

"That's not either, General Li, don't forget, we have reinforcements!" Jia Xu said quietly.

"The Huns?"

Li Yu's eyes suddenly lit up: "The military advisor means to wait until the Huns army goes south and encircle Baibo Valley!" ”

"That's right!"

Jia Xu nodded: "Yu Fuluo will not let go of any opportunity to get the grain of Baibo Valley, we have already sent someone to deliver the letter before, Baibo Valley is empty, he will inevitably go south, there is no choice when he goes south, he can only join forces with us at that time!" ”

"Then when will the Hun army go south?"

"It should be soon!"

Jia Xu raised his head, his eyes shining: "As long as Yu Fuluo has a heart, within three days, they will come!" ”

"Then we'll wait a few days!"

Guo Yan erupted with a sharp battle intent all over his body: "On the day when the city of Baibo Valley was broken, I would like to understand whether the Nanyang Sword King is as terrifying as the legend!" ”

"Report!"

At this moment, a scout outside the tent jumped off his horse and bowed his head.

"Come in!" Li Yu said.

"General Report, twenty miles north of the Baibo Valley, we found the camp of the Hun cavalry!"

"So fast?"

Li Yu stood up suddenly, looking overjoyed: "Okay, it's good to come!" ”

"So fast?" Jia Xu also shouted out such a sentence in a low voice, he expected that the Hun army would not be able to sit still, but he didn't expect Yu Fuluo to be so fast, but Yu Fuluo couldn't have cleaned up the trapped Baibo Yellow Turban so quickly, but Yu Fuluo was personally persuaded by him to go south, and he couldn't find any suspicions.

……

In the afternoon, to the north of the Baibo Valley, more than 20 miles, on the plain by the river, a cavalry camp was established.

"Central Plains, what a good place!"

A majestic and burly man in Hun costume, riding a black war horse, riding on the slope of the mountain, his eyes stretched for thousands of miles, and the great rivers and mountains were gathered in his eyes.

"The Central Plains is good, but it is not the pasture of the Huns!" The young man also rode a docile BMW, walked out from behind the big man, and said with a smile.

"Young man, it's not a good thing to provoke me here, aren't you afraid that I will be killed?" The Hun man glanced at the young man and said with anger.

"The dignified Southern Huns are single, this kind of bearing is not good!"

The young man was fearless and said indifferently.

"It's the Xiongnu Shan Yu, the Xiongnu is a clan, the royal court is on top, there is no distinction between the north and the south, whether it is their north, or my south, it is just an expedient measure, they will come back sooner or later, I will return sooner or later, when I am reunited with the Huns, it is the time when no one is invincible in the world!" This Hun Han is the current Hun Shan Yu, Yu Fuluo, he exudes this wild anger, and his wild domineering seems to make the wild wolves on the grassland surrender.

"Huh!"

The boy just smiled, indifferent, already explaining his attitude.

The Xiongnu were indeed powerful back then, and they could be called the first enemy of the Qin and Han dynasties, but when the Xiongnu tribes split between the north and the south, they had begun to decline, and there was no overlord in the world.

It's Xianbei, a newly rising nomadic people, even more terrifying, think about history, in the next thousand years, the Central Plains will compete for hegemony, and the imprint of the Xianbei nation is indispensable.

"Humph!" Yu Fuluo snorted coldly, his eyes glanced at the side face of this young man, and suddenly remembered the demeanor of this young man talking eloquently in front of him five days ago, at first he wanted to pinch this little little point directly, but in the end he was convinced......

……

Time goes back to five days ago.

Qingping Mountain.

In fact, the altitude of this mountain is not high, but the geographical location is relatively special, the front and back are sandwiched between the official road and the trail, and the left and right are even more continuous mountains, such as Huashan a road in and out, a natural defensive place, a husband when the pass, ten thousand people do not open.

But such terrain also has a big disadvantage, once trapped by the enemy, there is no way to go in front and back, there is only one way out in front, and you will be trapped alive in it.

The way out of the hill was surrounded by the Hun army.

The Hun cavalry, with three battalions in formation, overlapped in front and back, in this case, even if the Yellow Turban Army tripled its strength, it would not be able to rush out.

Although the Huns were mostly cavalry, but in this situation of victory, the Huns did not need to attack at all, as long as they were besieged, they could take down the Yellow Turban Army in Qingping Mountain, so at this time, although the Yellow Turban Army was in dire straits, the Hun Army was very relaxed and leisurely.