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In the recess of Kongtong Mountain, the old man looked at the abandoned corpses of people and horses who had been stripped naked everywhere in the recess, his face was pale, and his white beard trembled slightly.

This battlefield hidden in the mountains was discovered by a few hunting villagers who tracked their prey to the vicinity and smelled a strong smell of blood.

Beasts have a much more sensitive sense of smell than humans.

The tiger wolf can smell blood dozens of miles away.

At that time, there were too many birds, beasts, wild dogs, ants and other birds in the mountains, and they gathered here to indulge in delicious food. Most of the corpses of men and horses had been eaten to pieces, but the hairstyle characteristics of the Dangxiang people were different from those of the Han Chinese, and the Orions in the border area immediately recognized them as the corpses of the enemy.

How could a relatively stable defense suddenly pop up so many enemies and still die here?

Haven't you heard that the old breed sent an army to fight the summer thieves in this jurisdiction?

How many enemies are coming in? The dead are here, how many are not dead? And where?

The people living in the dangerous border areas have more vigilance and a sense of responsibility than the people in the hinterland who are insensitive and bury their heads in old cows.

These hunters didn't understand military affairs, but they hurriedly ran to report to the old minister.

Of course, there are also the little cunning of the people, who are all rewarded for meritorious service.

The soldiers guarding the gate saw that a few broken hunters actually asked to see the commander on a whimsical basis, and contemptuously threatened and warned to get out of the way, not listening to the explanation at all.

What do the fart people know? Also want to intervene in militaristic affairs? Lao Tzu didn't dare to think about that beautiful thing when he was a soldier.

But it happened that the fierce general Wang Dewang Yasha came to see the old handsome, and when he heard Orion calling for Xia Thief and Kongtong Mountain, the soldier's professional sensitivity made him come over to inquire immediately.

I only listened to the complete sentence "There are thousands of summer thief corpses in Kongtong Mountain". Wang Yasha was anxious.

He immediately thought of the horse farm not too far from Kongtong Mountain, and slapped the fox and the fake tiger to the head of the door army several times and fell to the ground.

"Idiot."

Wang Yasha roared like thunder. didn't care too much about these soldiers, and led these Orions to rush into the Shuai's Mansion to find the old man.

Now. Facing the battlefield where the traces of the fierce battle were still clear, the old man stared at the head of the famous Western Xia general who was very familiar to him hanging on the tree, and he was both shocked and frightened.

This group of Xia cavalry must be elite, sneaking in, not killing people everywhere and setting fire to disturb the rear, but quietly hiding in Kongtong Mountain, undoubtedly trying to sneak attack the horse farm.

They didn't need to do much, as long as the night raid successfully killed the mare in the horse farm, then the more than ten years of hard work that his old breed and Qin Fenglu's army had spent on cultivating war horses would be easily lost overnight.

There is no horse source for a continuous supply of war horses. What can those horses in the assembled army do?

Xia Jun only needs to do it intentionally. It only takes a few wars of attrition for these horses to be consumed. Qin Fenglu's army returned to the miserable situation of chasing war horses on two legs.

Who killed this group of summer thieves, kept the horse farm, and quietly made a great contribution?

Both the old breed and Wang Yasha thought of the Kongtong bandit for the first time.

This group can only do it.

It's just because the officials and thieves don't stand apart. The bandits could not report to the army in advance and kill the enemy, so they could only risk fighting alone, and they could not repay the merit after the lucky battle.

The spies report: The door of the cottage is locked from the outside, and the houses inside are all there, but the village is empty and the belongings are empty. Only birds, birds, rats, and so on are rampant.

The old man sighed when he heard it. Old eyes are slightly moist.

Humanity is humble and does not dare to forget the country. Even if this gang of bandits walked on the road of rebellion, they did not forget that they were Han and from the Western Army. As soon as he saw a foreign enemy, he immediately put aside his grudge against the imperial court and the Western army and devoted himself to the outside world.

He is a battle-hardened veteran, how can he not see the tragedy of this battle.

It is impossible to see or imagine the tragic battle of the infantry lacking long-range attack weapons against the elite of the Iron Cavalry.

Besides, the nearby large expanse of freshly churned dirt and the blood that had gathered there when the corpses were moved. The old breed didn't need to be dug up to see it, and he knew that there must be thousands of corpses piled up inside.

How can the Tomb of the Unknown Soldier be easily offended?

The old breed couldn't bear to see the piles of corpses of good men, and no one should offend this place in the future.

As the master of the land. The old breed naturally knows the main roots of this gang of bandits.

Moreover, the Four Heavenly Kings of Gold, Silver, Copper and Iron have a lot of bad reputations, but they do not harm the people by killing local tyrants and inferior gentry. mainly relied on the sale of pirates' illicit salt, sugar and other commodities to survive, and there was no threat to Qin Fengjun. Therefore, the old species has been allowed to be encircled and suppressed.

The old man knows better that these thorny deserters are capable, these men should be good people to defend the country, and it is a pity to fall into robbers.

At first, the scale of the bandits was small, he didn't know about its existence, and he didn't take it to heart, and later thought about co-opting, but this gang of bandits didn't appear for a long time, but they developed rapidly. There are too many people. Although he was a man of his word in this area, he was subject to the constraints and control of the imperial court and had no right to expand the army.

If you want to use it, but you can't expand it, you can only cut the number of places in the army under your subordinates.

But which leading officer would like his subordinates to be dismissed and replaced with thorny soldiers who are difficult to manage and exploit?

In the face of a huge and complex interest group, what can a superior within the interest group do if he wants to try to change the situation, that is, the emperor?

Besides, this gang of bandits has no interest in returning to the Western Army, and they are desperate to huddle together and seek comfort here.

The old breed can only bury the idea of co-optation in his heart, and occasionally think about it with regret.

I don't want this rebel Western army group to shed blood and sacrifice for the people of the country at the most critical moment, and keep the cavalry foundation that his old species values the most.

"They are all iron-clad and rare good sons of the Han family!"

The old man is shrewd and sober enough, but the authorities are confused, and he can't understand the essence of the decay and dying of the Great Song Dynasty, but he feels powerless to reverse some of the ills in the army, so he can only sigh like this.

The love beside him moved Wang Dewang Yasha's lips, as if he wanted to say something secret or complain, but in the end he said: "Dashuai, the last general will see a big stone engraved with the three characters of Ding'an Village." ”

The old man's eyes became cold for a moment.

"Hmph, I think that this group of summer thieves can sneak in so easily, they must be secretly released by the enemy from a distant village. I don't want it to be them. ”

Although the people who guard Ding'an Village are mainly Hu people. But this group of Hu people has been attached to the Great Song Dynasty for more than 20 years, and they have never betrayed before, and they have taken the lead in every defensive battle, regardless of sacrifice. The old breed trusts them very much, and uses them well. Who would have thought that something would happen at this time.

The stone carved is unremarkable, but one side resembles a flat slate. The word is on this plane.

The strokes are thin but deep, and the strokes are as coherent and fluid as if they were written on paper. Obviously, someone carved it with a sword or other sharp weapon with only a strong wrist.

In fact, Zhao Yue left a word, and he deliberately smeared blood to make it eye-catching, but it was destroyed by insects.

He didn't expect that the early warning mechanism of the old seed jurisdiction would respond so slowly, and the old seed would come here to inspect so late. (To be continued.) )