|||->-> wind "whirring", Merge tightened the fox fur on his neck, this fox fur was given to him by his uncle, fox fur, the nobleman's clothes, Merge knew that his uncle gave him his favorite fox fur, which was to put the Ashi tribe into his hands. Now that my uncle is dead, the fox Qiu is especially here, and the history department will continue to grow with him, and this fox Qiu will continue to be passed on.

There are only more than 20,000 people in the Ashi tribe, and the Zheng people are constantly at war, there are only more than 3,000 warriors left in the tribe, and half of the cattle and sheep and pasture in the tribe have been handed over to the royal court.

As the leader of the tribe, it is the responsibility of Murji to protect the safety of his people, so he fights bravely in every battle, striving to get more booty, which can be exchanged with other tribes for some cattle and sheep supplies, plus the reward of Kumpo Khan should allow the tribe to survive the winter safely.

The Zheng search team not far away He had already found that the three thousand people plus some old and weak soldiers who had fallen behind could not arouse Mergi's interest, how could the three thousand black wolf riders he led gnaw on such fleshless bones, Merge was waiting, waiting for the Zheng people's camp to open up to receive the search team into the village, and at that time he led the army to follow and rush into the Zheng people's camp, killing people and setting fire.

The movement of torches could be seen in the distance, and when the Zheng people left the village, Mo Ji made a slow gesture behind him, and quietly picked up his horse and walked forward slowly. The noise in front of the Zheng people's camp covered the sound of the horse's hooves stepping on the withered grass and making a small sound, and Moji was overjoyed, as long as it was close to fifty steps, the gate of the Zheng people's camp was too late to be closed, and the horses could be killed in the village with a rush.

In a hundred steps, Jiang Anyi had already noticed the abnormality, and shouted loudly: "Be on guard, the desert horse sneak attack." ”

Seeing that his whereabouts were exposed, Merge shouted, "Rush with me." The sound of horses' hooves surged like rolling thunder, rushing towards Zheng Ying.

"Dodge on both sides, garrison on the spot, and don't rush to the camp." Jiang Anyi shouted at the search team, and then shouted to the slashers: "Cheer up and stop the enemy." ”

Merge rushed forward violently, and at a glance he saw the sword slashing team twenty paces away, he remembered Zheng Jun's big killing weapon deeply, hurriedly reined in his war horse, and shouted: "In front is Zheng Ren's sword formation, go around." ”

The galloping horse flow was divided into two in front of the knife array, stretching out to the left and right, and on both sides were the search team and others who had not had time to enter the camp, Jiang Anyi hurriedly said: "The knife team changes the formation, guards the two wings, and the light cavalry will attack with me." ”

These thousand swordsmen are all veterans, familiar with various methods of changing formations, and when they heard the order, the lieutenant colonel of the rear team quickly commanded the soldiers to react, the front rows stood still, and the back rows quickly moved to both sides, like a cover covering the entrance of the camp.

Jiang Anyi had already recognized Moji, and that night he led the troops to rob and kill his own Mo general, so that he had a good sword technique, and as a martial artist, he was happy to see the hunt, Jiang Anyi took a light horse to meet Moji. Merge was not happy when he saw Jiang Anyi, he had learned Jiang Anyi's benefits, and it seemed that this night attack was going to be in vain. After a little entanglement, Zheng began to send troops in the camp, Mo Ji led the team to leave, and Jiang Anyi was also afraid of luring the enemy, so he collected his troops and returned to the camp.

Since the attack on the camp by Moji, the Mo army began to entangle the Zheng army like a cowhide paste, raiding when marching, sneak attacking when stationing in the camp, harassing during meals, setting up ambushes, fire attacks, and flooding, making the Zheng army tired of coping, and the army had to

Slow down and be on guard.

The weather was as cold as a day, and the army began to freeze to death and frostbite, Wang Keming was so anxious that he sent people to Zhenbei City every day to urge the early delivery of cold materials. The departure of the army had been slowed down by an hour, but the encampment had been advanced by half an hour, and the halfway of the daily march was only fifty miles, and even so, more and more people were left behind, and the number of non-combat attrition was nearly a thousand every day. After being attacked by the desert cavalry several times, Miao Tieshan disbanded the search party, and those Zheng soldiers who had fallen behind would freeze to death on the grassland if they were not captured by the desert people.

On August 26, the snow fell at night, and the thickness reached half a foot at dawn, and the heavy snow was still blowing, Wang Keming ordered the army to be stationed and wait for the arrival of cold materials in the north of the town. The camp is about 560 miles from the north of the town.

Handsome tent, Wang Keming summoned everyone to discuss the military situation. Jiang Anyi hurriedly rushed from his residence to the tent, all the way the north wind howled, the snow fell heavily, the snow on the ground became thicker, and it was difficult to move, except for the soldiers on patrol, most of them hid in the tent to avoid the cold. It was only a mile away from his residence to the handsome tent, and Jiang Anyi had already accumulated a thin layer of snow on his body, and he patted it clean and threw the curtain into the tent, feeling the warm current blowing on his face. There was a charcoal fire rising in the tent, warm as spring, but the words that came out of the mouth of the big handsome man made people feel cold.

"The baggage has been set off from Zhenbei City for five days, and there are still two hundred and thirty miles away from the camp, and we are trapped by the snow, and it is difficult for the baggage to move forward." Wang Keming said in a heavy tone: "The spies of the Military Intelligence Department found that the Moren were intensively mobilizing their troops, and it seemed that they intended to go to plunder. ”

After a pause, waiting for everyone to digest the news, Wang Keming continued: "There are a total of 200,000 people escorting the baggage from Zhenbei City, including 30,000 light cavalry, 70,000 infantry, and 100,000 servants. The heavy snow is enclosed, the movement is inconvenient, and the army can only dispatch 40,000 light cavalry, who wants to go? ”

Marching in the snow, and having to engage the desert army who are familiar with the weather and terrain, the task of taking on the baggage is very dangerous, and everyone is silent. Wang Keming's expectant gaze fell on Jiang Anyi, Jiang Anyi's heart was hot, and he said angrily: "Jiang is willing to go." ”

Wang Keming nodded with satisfaction and said, "Okay, good." Anyi, 40,000 light cavalry is not enough to resist the desert army, you have to adapt along the way, but the supplies in the camp are in short supply, you have to meet the baggage team within four days. Within ten days of the rendezvous, the baggage was escorted back to the camp. I will give you a command to put the baggage team under your unified command. Anyi, hundreds of thousands of soldiers' lives are in your hands, you have to be very careful. ”

Two hundred and thirty miles, four days, means to walk sixty miles a day, if it is usually light riding sixty miles a day is easy, but the snow is flying, the snow is difficult to walk, there are desert troops peeping outside, and it is very easy to lose one's way, after the rendezvous, it is necessary to rush to the camp in ten days, it seems that only more than 20 miles a day, but in the snow with a burden to guard against desert riding, the difficulty can be imagined. The commander's order is not a joke, once the time is missed, it is a capital crime, Jiang Anyi took a deep breath and responded in a deep voice: "Jiang obeys the order." ”

"The snow marching scouts are particularly important, I asked Wang to select eighty experienced scouts to accompany you, you prepare immediately and set off as soon as possible, not counting today." Wang Keming commanded.

Jiang Anyi bowed and saluted, turned around and left the camp. For kings

You followed out of the account, stopped him with a smile, and said, "Master Jiang, let's go with me to meet the scout first." ”

The last time Jiang Anyi was ambushed, Wang Yongyou was reprimanded for not being strict in guarding the commander's order, but he did not anger Jiang Anyi, but admired Jiang Anyi very much because of Wang Keming. Jiang Anyi naturally wouldn't be stupid enough to put on a face in front of Wang Yongyou, and the two came to see the scout with a smile.

Those who can become scouts are good in the army, you must know that scouts can get close to the enemy to find information, can draw maps to explore roads to find water sources, want to hide, and be able to escape when discovered, if you can't do horsemanship, archery, and martial arts, you can't be a scout, and the risk of scouts is much higher than that of ordinary soldiers.

Jiang Anyi's greatest concern is how not to lose his way in the snow march, these scouts come when they open their mouths, look at the sun during the day and the moon at night, or look at the snow accumulation, the direction of the wind, and say that from the tree rings, many methods are unheard of by Jiang Anyi, and in the eyes of these people, direction is not a problem at all.

Seeing that the scout team went to the light cavalry gathering place, the commander ordered the light cavalry to prepare for departure, and 40,000 horses spread the school field, Jiang Anyi saw his younger brother Jiang Anyong squeezing his eyebrows at himself excitedly, this kid regards fighting as fun.

Jiang Anyi deliberately didn't look at him, and when he came to the high platform in front of the school, he didn't raise his spirit, and said as usual: "Soldiers, I am Jiang Anyi, a senator in the army. The voice contained Yuan Xuan's true qi, suppressed the north wind of the call sign, and clearly sounded in everyone's ears. Wang Bingyou secretly admired, no wonder Grandpa Guo appreciated this young man so much, this person's internal skills are profound, which is really rare.

"The weather is getting colder, hundreds of thousands of brothers are trapped in the wind and snow, and most of them will freeze to death if they don't have warm clothing and no need to be beaten indifferently." Jiang Anyi said in a deep voice: "Long live the Lord sent us supplies from Zhenbei City to protect us from the cold, but they were also trapped by the wind and snow. The desert people want to snatch these things and prevent us from living, what do you say? ”

"Kill them", the cries came and went. Jiang Anyi let his emotions boil for a while, and said loudly: "Dashuai asked us to pick up these supplies and transport them to the camp, and the lives of hundreds of thousands of brothers are in our hands." It's cold, it's snowing, and people are staring at it with bad intentions, are you afraid? ”

"Don't be afraid", "I am willing to go on the expedition with the adults", "For the sake of the brothers, fight", all kinds of screams came, which seemed noisy, Jiang Anyi pulled the moon-killing knife handed over by Park Tianhao, raised it high, and roared loudly: "Kill!" ”

"Kill! Kill! Kill! Forty thousand scimitars and spears were raised high, and the roar shook the heavens and the earth, and the cold murderous aura forced the sky to run around in the wind and snow, and rolled back.

Although he knew that the wind and snow march was extremely dangerous, but the time was urgent, and when the wind and snow were a little lighter, Jiang Anyi set off with 40,000 light horses. Wang Keming stood on the arrow tower and watched the light horse leave, the red flag hunted in the wind, and the wind and snow in the sky could not be blocked. Following the advice of the scouts, a red flag fluttered high every ten feet, pointing the way forward. The army disappeared in the wind and snow, leaving traces of the horse team walking on the snow, the wind swept the snowflakes, and the traces on the snow quickly faded, Wang Keming looked at the south and silently prayed for the army in the wind and snow.