The wind has stopped and the snow has stopped, and today is really a rare winter weather.

In the lofty mountains to the north of the land of clouds, a black-pressed man and horse are struggling to pass through the mountain paths.

This group of men and horses, all dressed in leather robes and disorganized clothes, was only divided into a team of 100 people.

Although each of these knights had horses, even two horses, none of them had ever ridden them, and they all walked down and led on their mounts.

Among the two horses each led, one of them was a pack horse, and the horses were covered with large and small skins, all of which were eaten with jerky cheese and the like. Many pack horses also carry armor and bows, and the weight is quite light.

I don't know how much time has passed in the snow, and these pack horses are already skinny, walking in the snow, shaky. Those war horses that have not carried weight have also lost a lot of fat, but they generally still maintain the appearance of being able to fight.

This team of 100 people winds in the mountain road, there are nearly 100 teams, the forward is almost out of the valley, and the rear is still more than ten miles away.

Behind this procession were more herdsmen, scrawny and wrapped in tattered robes, driving thousands of sheep and thousands of horses to replace, and there were Han-style carts in the procession, loaded with heavy supplies, and the carts were stuck in the snow, and these herdsmen were driven forward by the knights, shouting to push the cart out.

When the cart shook and continued on the road, there were often a few emaciated shepherd slaves who could not get up again, and were dragged by the riders to the side of the road and thrown in the snow, regardless of it. No one in the rolling line looked at them again.

It is such a logistics team that ensures that nearly 10,000 soldiers in front of them can cross the snowfield, cross the mountains, and are about to enter the Yunzhong Basin!

This team, each hundred-person team, is under the banner of a green wolf.

It's the Ministry of Obsess!

For the Turks, it was never in winter to go south. In the summer and autumn, as long as the mountain defense line was broken through and the Han land was penetrated, there would be food and goods to be plundered. The Turkic armies never carried much baggage, and they often made a net profit after a battle. The border areas of the Han family were constantly ravaged and lost blood, and eventually gradually weakened, until the door was wide open, allowing Hu Qi to go south and penetrate deeper into more places without hindrance.

Or, like the end of the Jin Dynasty, Hu Qi devastated the entire Central Plains, almost cutting off the inheritance of Chinese civilization in one fell swoop!

Unless, as last year, several units of the Han army gathered, Li Yuan, Wang Rengong, Liu Wuzhou and other famous marshals gathered together, and Heng'an Ying raised troops to defend the clouds, and finally rushed out to intercept and kill. Only then did the Deacon suffer a lot of losses, and the looted goods and food population could not take away much.

The Turkic troops sent out in winter were also too heavy a burden for most of them. Even if the warriors are complete, they do not know how many herdsmen, how many horses, how many livestock, and how much accumulated grain will be consumed. But it can't be exchanged for anything, and a battle in winter can often make a large part collapse!

But at this moment, the Deacons are sending troops in winter, pointing to the clouds!

In the midst of the long line, a team of 100 suddenly moved ahead. This team of 100 is all on horseback. These mounts are supposed to be changed from time to time, and they still maintain enough fat to run around and are quite impressive.

Immediately knights, outside the leather robe, are covered with Han style armor, iron reflects the snow light, a piece of metal reflects the light of the light.

The green wolf flag of this hundred-person team is as high as one zhang, which represents the king of the ruling department. Under the banner of the green wolf, Zhibi Sili has a beard on his face and a solemn expression.

In the blink of an eye, the guards of the royal tent of the Deaconist Department had arrived at the front of the team. And the brigade had stopped, and the captain of the five or six hundred people was already standing here, just waiting for the arrival of the Obissili.

This side is already where the mountain pass is, the original beacon in the winter mountain road, Hengan Yingyang Mansion has all been temporarily abandoned, and the soldiers and horses on duty have all retreated to the beacon south of the mountain pass for wintering, and the saved soldiers and horses have withdrawn to the left of Yunzhong City to rest.

Looking down from the top of the mountain pass, you can see a small fortress jutting out of the snowfield. The banner of Heng'an Yingyang Mansion fluttered in the fortress, and even more smoke rose from the cooking, it seemed that it was time for the defenders in the fortress to eat.

Several centurions were full of haggard and tired faces, walking through the mountains in winter, expeditioning into the clouds, even for the fierce green wolf rider, it was extremely difficult, and now they finally crossed the mountains, and the land in the clouds was in front of them!

Compared with the more than 1,000 large tents, Zhibi Sili looks a lot more mature, but on the waist, there is also a jade pendant of the Han family.

He looked coldly at the fortress, which was still peaceful, and ordered several forward centurions: "No matter what method you use, take this fortress today!" In this expedition, in addition to the deacons taking out all their own savings, there are also war horses and livestock slaves sent by the Khan's tent to support this expedition! The green wolf of the Zhibi family, there is no way back! ”

Several centurions of the Deacon family roared lowly, turned around and got on their respective war horses, hundreds of hedgehogs gathered in the mountain road of the green wolf horse, also turned over on the war horse, everyone picked up the bow and drew the sword, just waiting for the order, and rushed down the mountain!

Zhi Bi Sili did not hesitate at all, and with a slight signal, the wolf rider beside him had already tilted the king tent green wolf flag forward. Hundreds of green wolves rode without making a sound, like a pack of wolves, rushing out of the mountain pass and spilling down the mountain!

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The fortress facing the mountain pass is already the northernmost defensive place of Heng'an Yingyang Mansion at this moment.

The small fortress is actually just a beacon, which can accommodate about one team of soldiers on weekdays, and those who are on duty in winter are reduced to only two fires and horses.

In the summer and autumn, the eagle soldiers on duty at the beacon fire, once they encounter the enemy, after lighting the beacon fire, they will often be overwhelmed by the Turkic army, and the casualty rate is extremely high. In winter, try to withdraw them to Cloudsdale to rest and recuperate.

The rest of the people, in addition to eating and sleeping in this beacon, what are the Turks doing in the ice and snow, and they can't do a loss-making deal?

Several sergeants were basking in the sun on the top of the beacon at the moment, gossiping about each other. An old soldier's beard was already gray, and he couldn't stand the wind that was gradually rising, and he was about to turn back into the beacon when he got up.

Suddenly, the old man froze on the spot, and then the chaff trembled.

A sergeant lying down laughed, "It's really cold like this?" It doesn't matter if he retired earlier, Liu Yingzheng always has a settlement. Why bother to suffer here with us? ”

The old pawn trembled, and finally squeezed out three words: "Green Wolf Flag!" ”

These three words immediately made several other people who were lazily basking in the sun jump up and raised their eyes to look north.

I saw a huge green wolf flag fluttering at the mountain pass hanging overhead. And under the banner of the green wolf, on the slope of the slope, hundreds of black dots in the ice and snow are rolling up the snow and dust, rushing towards this little beacon!

Everyone was stunned, forgetting for a moment how to react. In the end, it was the old soldier who shouted in a trembling voice: "Beacon fire! Light the beacon fire! Warning to Cloudsdale! ”

A soldier hurriedly lifted the oil urn piled next to him and smashed it on the firewood and grass they had been pillowing on just now. Then he took the ignition pot with the fire inside, blew the fire up in a few mouthfuls, and smashed it on the firewood and grass. The fire was first a little, then it rose rapidly, and there was dried wolf dung in the firewood and grass, and black smoke rose in the blink of an eye.

The wolf smoke rises obliquely, blown by the mountain wind and pointed to the south, which is the most ominous scene in this winter!