At the beginning of the unitary period, when Li Man rode to the side of the Wuena River with 10,000 blue wolves, he saw that the clear river water was flushed red, the air was filled with a faint smell of blood, there were severed arms and stumps following the waves, and occasionally there were dying war horses struggling in the river and being swept down by the raging river.

Set out from the royal court with 100,000 troops, and the next day, Qu Reverse Dao asked him to lead 10,000 blue wolf troops to rescue the emergency. Limo arrived half a day earlier than scheduled, but he was still a step late, and the battle had already begun. Listening quietly, from the front of the river faintly heard the sound of the horn, which was the signal of the steppe tribe to gather the warriors, Li Man did not dare to delay, and galloped towards the direction of the horn with the blue wolf horse.

Ten miles away, more than 40,000 people of the Naifu Department were squeezed by the Zheng army in a ten-mile-long, north-south narrow valley, and the Zheng Guojun flag was fluttering on the heights on both sides.

Lu Zhiya is just forty years old this year, which is the peak of his life, as a tribal Khan with 120,000 tribes, Lu Zhiya is full of ambition. When the Great Khan of Wushi lived, he pressed other tribes very much, and from time to time recruited the warriors of the tribe to go out to fight, and the best pastoral areas could not take the turn of the Saman, and without excess cattle and sheep, he could not feed more people, and the Samans had always maintained about 100,000 people. Later, Ushi died, and his two sons competed for the throne, in order to get more tribal support, not only did not suppress them, but gave them a lot of good things, and let them graze in the place where the water and grass were abundant, and in the past two years, the number of children born in the tribe increased by 3,000, and the number of cattle and sheep also increased by 20%.

The wolf riders who deterred the grassland tribes were divided into three, which made many big tribes have ideas, thinking that the Badu tribe also became the masters of the desert royal court from a hundred thousand tribes back then. Tribes with the same mind are easy to get together, and Badai, Sa Man, and Naifu, who have the same mind, huddle together to keep warm, stay away from the royal court, do not listen to the call, and intend to wait and see, and Zheng Jun's Northern Expedition made them see a glimmer of opportunity.

After discovering that Zheng Jun's marching route pointed directly at the royal court, the three tribes did not have the intention of Xiyue Hejiao Mountain, and were willing to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight to strengthen themselves in order to plan for the future. And Lu Zhiya's mind is the greatest, he also wants to take millet from the fire, take advantage of the war between Zheng and the Batu tribe to take some benefits, if the Zheng army wins, then gather the remnants of the Badu Department to strengthen themselves, if the Badu Department wins, then take advantage of the fire to rob and attack the Zheng army, Zheng people's arrows and equipment make him greedy for not a day or two, the captured prisoners are slaves, can help herd and do coolies, this deal is cost-effective.

Compared with the Badai and Saman tribes grazing near the Helao Mountains, ready to respond at any time, the servants boldly allowed me, and went east to the riverbank more than 30 miles away from the two tribes, and more than 100,000 people scattered on the grassland within a radius of 100 miles, the cattle and sheep ate the fresh and tender grass to their heart's content, and the round torso glowed with oily light, seeing the joy in the eyes of the herdsmen, and the loud pastoral songs were sung from early morning to dusk.

When the messenger sent by Liman found Lu Yazhi and told him that the Zheng army was attacking the Wuena River, Lu Yazhi panicked and hurriedly sent people to gather the grazing troops to withdraw westward. But the cattle and sheep were all over the mountains, and the grazing crowd was scattered, and after an hour passed, less than half of them were gathered under the banner of the Flying Bird Khan.

Seeing that the sun was beginning to turn westward, Lu Yazhi stomped his leg and said, "Blow another round of trumpets, and in a quarter of an hour it will move westward." ”

However, the sound of the horn has not stopped, and the 30,000 light cavalry led by Qi Xinwen has already killed like a tide. In a desperate situation, Lu Yazhi drew out his scimitar and shouted at the soldiers behind him: "The Zheng people are here, for the sake of your wives and children, stop them." After speaking, Lu Yazhi took the lead in rushing out, followed by more than 20,000 light horsemen from the Naifu Department.

Qi Xinwen rushed to the vicinity of the Nai's servant department before noon, and when he heard the horn sounding, the scout reported that the Nai's servant department had learned the news and was preparing to withdraw. Qi Xinwen was a veteran general on the battlefield, and ordered 3,000 light cavalry to act as a guard to intercept the eastbound desert cavalry, and the others to eat and rest.

In half an hour, both men and horses recovered their spirits, and Qi Xinwen took the light horse and blew towards the servants like a whirlwind. Seeing the desert man wielding a scimitar to face the battle, Qi Xinwen knew that the victory or defeat of the chisel would determine the outcome of the entire battle.

When they were a hundred paces away, Qi Xinwen shouted: "Bow and arrow." ”

Countless arrows rose into the air, obscuring the clear blue sky, and horses on the opposite side kept horses falling, but the desert riders were skillful, and the rain of arrows did not curb the momentum of the desert horses.

The desert people began to fight back with bows and arrows, although there were not many arrows, but they were very accurate, and the arrows only brought a lot of trouble to Zheng Qi, and the galloping war horse was only shot by the arrows, neighing and falling to the ground, and someone was shot in the eye, screaming and falling to the ground and being trampled to death by the hooves of the horses behind.

Only twenty steps away from Mo Cai, Qi Xinwen shouted: "Jia Qingyuan, Zhu Yifeng, Fang Zhizhong, rush forward." "These three people are the top three in the competition in Beijing, and Wang Keming gave the three brave generals to Qi Xinwen on this expedition, which is to use the sharp spirit of the three to capture the flag.

The three horses shot out like three arrows off the string, and rushed to the desert rider not far away in three directions, Jia Qingyuan's big knife was horizontal, the red horse was splashed with blood, Zhu Yifeng pointed forward with a long halberd, invincible, Fang Zhizhong waved the copper rod, the desert rider turned over on his back, and the neat desert rider was pierced with three openings in an instant. Qi Xinwen brandished his saber and tore it along the three openings with his light horse without saying a word.

Forward, forward, steel knives splashed sparks, war horses neighed, flags intertwined, shouts of killing were deafening, flesh and blood stained the green grasslands red, and fallen soldiers and war horses were sacrificing for ambition.

Penetrating the Zheng army, Lu Yazhi reined in the war horse, and as far as the eye could see, nearly one-fifth of the soldiers around him were left in the grassland behind him. Qi Xinwen knew that the opponent had won just now, the saber hung low, the blood on the knife body slipped down, and the faces of the soldiers beside him were filled with excitement.

Pointing to the lark flag fluttering two miles away, Qi Xinwen said with a smile: "Jia Qingyuan, Zhu Yifeng, Fang Zhizhong, whoever can win that lark flag will be the first merit in this battle." ”

When the words fell, the horse's hooves sounded, not only Jia Qingyuan and the three of them, but countless light horsemen killed in the direction of the Skylark Banner.

After Zheng Jun rested, the people and horses were full of energy, and the servants were in a hurry to withdraw, the morale of the men and horses was low, Lu Yazhi saw Zheng Qi turn around and rush over, and the soldiers around him showed a panicked look, knowing that it was difficult to win, and shouted: "Go." "Flee to the northwest with his men.

Seeing Mo Cai fleeing, Qi Xinwen was very relieved, and ordered: "Follow behind, step by step." Send someone to inform General Miao and let him try to intercept him in front. ”

Along the way, Lu Ya Zhi gathered the troops who came to meet, the number of soldiers increased, but the number of old and weak women and children also increased a lot, as well as herds of cattle and sheep, Lu Ya Zhi saw that Zheng Jun was far behind, and did not press, thinking that if he gritted his teeth and insisted on going forward twenty or thirty miles, he could join the Badai and Saman tribes, and when the three tribes were combined, it was Zheng Jun who wanted to escape.

The snowball was getting bigger and bigger, but the speed of action was getting slower and slower, and Lu Yazhi noticed that it was not good, at this speed, he was afraid that he would not be able to join the Ba Dai and Saman tribes before dark. Just as he was about to give the order to throw off his burden and leave with the soldiers, the banner of the Zheng army was planted on the hill in front, and the dense Zheng army blocked the road ahead.

Zheng Qi behind him began to speed up, and the servants scattered and fled, and when Lu Yazhi found himself trapped in a narrow ravine, he was powerless to return to the sky, and could only pray that the Badai and Saman tribes would come to the rescue with friendship.

The Naiban army was trapped at the bottom of the ditch, and neither Miao Tieshan nor Qi Xinwen ordered an attack, but ordered to build fortifications and wait for the arrival of the Chinese army. The beasts that fell into the trap had to defend him desperately, especially against the Badai and Saman tribes from coming to rescue the Naifu tribe, and it would be a bitter battle. On the contrary, neither of them was worried about the escape of the two tribes from Helao Mountain, Hegao Mountain is precipitous, how many people can't leave in three or five days, even if people leave, cattle and sheep can't take much away, and the final fate of the tribes without cattle and sheep is only to starve to death, and a few people become horse thieves on the grassland.

Standing on the east slope, Qi Xinwen looked coldly at the desert at the bottom of the ditch, and in just one hour, the desert cavalry trapped at the bottom of the ditch launched more than a dozen charges, and each time he fell under the crossbow arrows.

In this Northern Expedition, the Son of Heaven brought all the crossbows in the warehouse of the Ministry of Industry, a total of 12,000, and as many as 2.4 million crossbow arrows. The three armies each distributed 4,000 crossbows, and each crossbow was distributed with 200 crossbow arrows.

The captured deserters built improvised fortifications under the whip to prevent their fellow citizens from escaping. The end of the rebels is to be killed with a knife, and there is a great terror between life and death, and most people still choose to obey numbly. Qi Xinwen looked indifferently at the indifferent people who built the fortifications, there was no mercy in the war, and the fate of Zheng Ren being arrested was also a pig and a dog, born in this world, each of them should earn their lives and live.

Smoke rose from the camp behind him, and the soldiers who had been fighting for a long time waited for the upcoming dinner. In the afternoon's battle, a lot of cattle and sheep were captured, and the soldiers could have a meal tonight.

Suddenly, seven miles away, the sound of arrows sounded, the enemy attacked, and then a little yellow rocket rose into the air, ten thousand horses. Qi Xinwen looked towards the sound, it was the direction of the northeast, how could there be an enemy behind him? didn't have time to think about it, Qi Xinwen walked towards his war horse, the guards hurriedly put on the saddle bridle for the horse, and someone put on the armor for him, the enemy attack came suddenly, and the camp was in chaos.

Fortunately, Zheng Jun was well-trained, busy but not chaotic, and the 3,000 men and horses who served as guards took the lead in going out of the camp to meet the enemy, and this large group of men and horses bought time. With a pillar of incense, Qi Xinwen led 10,000 light horsemen to kill in the direction of the enemy.