|||->-> Aaron attaches great importance to the prudent use of troops, and every time he attacks, he never acts rashly, but takes a two-pronged approach: one is to consolidate the backup, and the other is to find out the enemy's situation.

The beginning of summer is approaching, Ah Long personally led a large army, the soldiers were fast, and they drove straight into to conquer Ulanqab.

This was only the beginning of the blitzkrieg, and Aaron led the front army to attack Eringdabu Sannaoer with lightning speed. By the beginning of autumn, the Mobei channel has been fully opened.

Since then, the tomb and the old nest that must be cracked, the Mobei grassland in the upper reaches of the Troubled River, has been close at hand.

It's better to be famous than to meet, although Qinghe knew the magical Mobei grassland, she was still completely shocked by her beauty.

Climbing high and looking down, facing the desert grassland, Qinghe was full of emotion:

There is not only a long yellow sand here, but a thousand years of swan song; There is not only a detachment from the wilderness, but also the vastness and infinity;

There are not only wild and dusty here, but also wonders outside the plug; There are not only flowing clouds and high skies here, such as washing blue;

There is not only a cold winter, but also a lingering spring; There is not only the wind and snow dancing here, but also the lonely smoke of the desert;

There are not only colorful birds and splendid flowers here; There are not only herds of wild horses and wild asses;

There are not only interchange streams, vertical and horizontal rivers; There are not only herdsmen singing here, rough and tactful;

The history here is even more brilliant: the tomb of Genghis Khan, the Silk Road, the rule of Wenjing, and the Zhenguan of the Tang Dynasty are everywhere.

The desert is endless, the grasslands are thousands of miles, the dotted "flags" (small villages) are scattered, and even the sheep are so leisurely. If there is no cruelty of the tomb, if there are no tens of millions of people, who does not love this land? Who doesn't love the desert and the steppe?

Yes, how can the yellow sand and green grass be divided? Meng Hanben is a family.

It's a beautiful place, the grassland is a green sea, the desert is a yellow ocean, and there are waves everywhere. The felt bag is the colorful sail of the green grass, and the sheep are the singing of the yellow sand. The continuous mountain peaks in the distance, lined up, lined up, majestic and proud, with strange geographical structures and landform landscapes, with unique cultural accumulation and historical folds, stand proudly on the cliff, escort this hot land.

At this time, Ah Long was not as forgetful as Qinghe, let alone blindly moved, but Dun Dun warned his subordinates: "A hundred battles are won, the good is not good, the soldiers who surrender without a fight, and the good are good." ”

Aaron knew very well that it was easy to defeat the Northern Tartars, and it would be sad to completely drive out the Northern Tartars, destroy the Northern Tartars, and conquer the Northern Tartars, because the descendants of the tomb robbers cruelly raced the wolves and the foxes cunningly, and they had looted land behind them to recuperate.

The best way is to assimilate; A few diehards really cannot be assimilated, and they must be driven back to their hometowns far away.

Aaron believes that whether it is assimilation or rushing back to his hometown, it is difficult to achieve the goal by relying solely on force, and it is necessary to take a two-pronged approach.

So Aaron dealt with the Northern Tartars with the help of a special weapon. This weapon, sharper than any sword, sword, halberd, and more lethal than any musket cannon, is called "profit".

The Northern Tartars were nomadic peoples, whose economic power could never be matched by that of South China, and they conquered South China for a time only by extraordinary courage, superior force, and despicable intrigues.

They wage war, they rob wealth, and in the final analysis, it's for profit.

In this case, Aaron took precautions and practiced the way of the other, and gave back to the other: since they were fighting for money, let them stop fighting for money.

As early as decades ago, Aaron had begun to persuade Zhuo Yun to let go of hatred, relax policies, and encourage the Tartars to move inward.

This trick repaid grievances with virtue, and it really worked, and more than half of the Tartars successfully moved into Shuxia and became self-reliant Central Plains people.

At the same time, under Along's low-key leadership, Xishu also adopted a relaxed ethnic policy and an enlightened economic system, respecting ethnic differences, treating the Tatars equally, releasing ethnic hatred, and allowing them to live and work in peace and contentment.

Although Ah Long was criticized and excluded by the monarchs and ministers of Xishu for this, in the long run, Ah Long's trip had all the benefits and no harm.

In fact, for a hundred years, the threat from the Mobei grassland has never ended, and the battle between North and South China has never ended. The cunning will crack, seeing that there are fewer and fewer warriors on his side, and the enemy's strength is getting stronger and stronger, he is even more stubborn to the end, sparing no effort.

Therefore, the elimination of the stubborn forces of the Northern Tartars that have brought disaster to the country and the people has become Aaron's lifelong wish. Only when it is completely realized can he be full of satisfaction and retire with peace of mind.

At this moment, Aaron, with his keen military intuition, had already asserted that it had reached the final decisive battle.

Win or lose, in one fell swoop.

He'd been waiting too long. How many relatives and friends died at the hands of the Tartars? How many Li people have become mound steamed buns?

The opportunity is once in a lifetime, not for revenge, but for the common people.

It was with this belief that Ah Long inspired his soldiers: "Drive out the Tartars, the soldiers are fast, the wolves are cleared, and I am in Xishu!" ”

On the contrary, he is the most outstanding and cunning politician and military strategist of our time.

Ah Long knows that the peerless talent of a strong enemy cannot be underestimated, and he is going all the way and listening all the way.

On this day, reliable news finally came that Bi Crack had retreated to Lake Baikal and wanted to fight to the death.

Ah Long knew that as autumn approached, the battlefield was set on Lake Baikal, but it was greatly unfavorable to the Shu army, and there was no other reason than that the place was extremely cold.

After some careful consideration, Ah Long did not hesitate, led the army, and advanced towards the goal, aiming to fight to the death before the beginning of winter.

This road is not only far away, but also full of difficulties: it is necessary to trek through the barren desert and through the vast grasslands, not only is it difficult to supply food and grass, but once you get lost, the consequences are even more unimaginable, if you are ambushed by the enemy, you will definitely be annihilated.

But Aaron moved forward with the confidence of victory and fearless courage.

Facts have proved that Aaron is not only good at using troops, but also good at magnifying morale, and it is this army that is united and hated the enemy that guarantees the final victory.

Qinghe often thinks: "This army is not only well-equipped, not only morale, but also fearless, and the most fundamental is that they have the strongest leadership core." ”

Believe it or not, an army of 100,000 people spread all over the mountains and fields, occupying deserts and grasslands, they have different appearances, different origins, different habits, and different preferences, but they stand in the same place, looking in the same direction, full of reverence, and silent.

Because in that place, in that direction, stood the heroic Aaron.

It was such an army led by Ah Long, who climbed over the mountains, crossed the rivers, crossed the desert, crossed the grasslands, and advanced without hesitation in this barren land, carrying burdens, braving the wind and snow, and the yellow sand.

This is a tenacious team, fatigue, hunger and thirst can not stop their progress, disease and death can not resist their persistence, people are constantly falling, people are constantly moving forward, what supports them is the belief in their hearts - to completely destroy the enemy.

In order not to be discovered by the enemy, Aaron pays attention to all the details, even when cooking, he must first dig a hole in the ground and live in the hole, so as not to smoke and fire and expose the target.

Qinghe looked at such a group of respectable people, her heart was full of deep respect and pride, but she also understood that the final and key to this war was not to arrange troops, but to find the enemy before the enemy found them.

Bi Crack has been beaten back to his hometown by Aaron, and he can no longer compete with Aaron, his only trump card left: he is familiar with the land, and he adapts to this weather.

He has relied on this land to hide, relying on this foggy and sandy weather to play a game of hiding cats. A sneer came from the bottom of his heart: "As an outsider, in the face of the vast desert, as far as the eye can see, I don't know the roots, I don't know the roots, and I want to find a strong enemy, isn't it powerless?" ”

In fact, Aaron led his army to the front, and did not take his wife with him at all, only leaving them to wait for news in the rear.

But Dilong, Xiaoyuer, big ghosts, thieves, thieves, and thieves, how can they hide from them?

Qinghe woke up in the morning, disappeared the three babies, couldn't help but fall to his feet, flew on the horse, galloped in the wind and finally found the three babies, although it was a scolding, but he couldn't control the three babies anymore.

Qinghe's heart was weak, and he had no choice but to hide from Ah Long and lead them to follow the army.

Not only are the roads difficult, but the weather is even colder. Qinghe and Ah Long came here in the previous life, completely relying on the memory of the previous life, they kept cheering up the three children, and took the opportunity to give them popular science education: "This place is called the fishing sea, later generations call it Baikal, some are also called the North Sea, the lake is thousands of miles long, the water depth is 700 meters, not only that, there are more than 300 rivers gathered here. ”

Lu Fu was shocked when she heard this, and her eyes were like copper bells: "Big brother, is it possible that ten Baikal lakes together can even be bigger than one Northern Xia?" ”

Qinghe nodded again and again: "Yes, this Baikal Lake is the deepest lake in the world and the largest freshwater lake in Eurasia." However, although the scenery here is beautiful, the weather is really not beautiful, because it is located in Eastern Siberia, and the average annual temperature is only three degrees. ”

The troops marched for half a month, and the food and grass water sources gradually became insufficient, although Ah Long was silent, he was very worried in his heart.

For several more days, there was a shortage of food and no water to be found.

He summoned Jin Suo: "How far is this place from its destination?" ”

Jin Suo replied truthfully: "There are still about fifty miles." ”

Ah Long was worried: "In this case, why can't you see the enemy, or even find a water source?" "Could it be that there was a mistake in judgment and the enemy was transferred? Where are they?

At this moment, Aaron understands better than anyone else: "When the judgment is constantly suffering, the price of one point difference is 100,000 undead." ”

Do you want to retreat? Let Bi Crack have a chance to recuperate, make a comeback, and harm Xishu? No, never!

Moving on? Where will it crack? Where is the enemy? Where is the grain? Where is the water source? How do you maintain supply? How do you keep moving forward? Shall 100,000 people starve to death and die of thirst here?

All the soldiers looked at Aaron.

Ah Long raised his eyes to look at the sky: "There is only one chance, is it to advance or retreat?" ”

At this point, you can't ask for a soldier's book, because it's just a pile of old papers; You can't ask about experience, because that's just talk. No matter the book of war, no matter the experience, he could not tell him where the enemy was, and he was not allowed to make accurate judgments.

However, at this moment, the choice must be made.

However, what should we rely on to make this final decision?

Intuition, is it just intuition?

The yellow sand here is full of yellow sand, and there are no people here, but Aaron's intuition says: "The enemy is far away in the sky, close in front of him." ”

But is the intuition really accurate? I haven't been here, the enemy hasn't left any clues, just based on intuition, how sure can I be?

As he was deciding what to do, Aaron suddenly heard a crisp voice: "Don't stop, ten miles ahead, Lake Baikal." ”

Ah Long heard this

Surprised, I turned my head to look, but it was a heart-to-heart lover: "Qinghe, why don't you listen to me?" Going out with the army? You've never been here, how do you get acquainted with it? ”

Qinghe was unswerving: "No, here, I've been here." "In the last life, me and you.

Ah Long Wuji was shocked: "Qinghe, have you really been here?" "Are you really a descendant of the Tartars?

Qinghe was not afraid of Ah Long's suspicion, and only hoped to solve his problems: "Yes, I have been here." I also knew that if we walked another ten miles, we would reach the shores of the lake, which was a freshwater lake, and we would never be short of water. ”

Qinghe's words lit up 100,000 pairs of eyes: "Water!" The source of life! ”

Qinghe continued: "Not only that, but I also know that there is a fruit ditch on the eastern shore of Lake Baikal, and it is late autumn, and wild fruits are hanging on the branches. ”

As soon as these words came out, the army of 100,000 began to secrete saliva, forgetting even the present moment.

Although Qinghe was unkempt like all the soldiers, his bright eyes were shining: "Not only that, but I also know that on the eastern shore of Lake Baikal, there is a steppe with abundant water and soil, which is not only easy to defend and difficult to attack, but also easy to replenish, and may be the first choice for Bibi to set up camp." ”

Ah Long's eyes burned, staring at Qinghe, and finally made up his mind, with unprecedented calm, ordered his soldiers: "Go on, find water first, and then kill the enemy." ”

No one asked any more questions, because they had already seen self-confidence from Ah Long, and this self-confidence had also infected them, infected all the Shu army.

So, the army of 100,000 continued to advance towards an unknown fate. This army, which grew up in the southwest and went to be touched for the first time, did not hesitate at all.

Because they believe that no matter how difficult it is, Aaron has the ability to lead them down and lead them to ultimate victory.

There is no god in the world, only heart-to-heart. If the sincerity is consistent, its profits can be broken.

Ah Long led his army further into the Northern Desert, and they were careful not to let go of a single mistake, because if they were discovered by the enemy, they would be doomed.

This is really a terrible army, like a hidden dragon, silent and invisible, hidden deeply, and only when it sees the enemy, will it deliver a fatal blow.

The army finally arrived at Lake Baikal as scheduled, and found the source of life, the fruit of life, as scheduled.

Qinghe finally ate a feast of wild fruits, climbed high and overlooked, only to feel that the scenery was beautiful to the limit: deserts, snow-capped mountains, grasslands, forests, islands, reefs, large lakes, rift valleys, water and sky, boundless, blue and mysterious, stretching for thousands of miles, polar scenery, rare to the track. Ten thousand years to become a god, 100 million years to become a mystery.

According to Qinghe's recollections, the Blue Horse Rider sent by Ah Long finally found traces of the Northern Tartars on the eastern shore of the lake, but it is still unknown whether Bibi is here, how many Northern Tartar generals and how many Northern Tartar soldiers there are.

But in any case, this is the best time to win, both to destroy the enemy and to get supplies.

Aaron immediately gave an order: Jin Suo was the vanguard, and Yin Dun was the deputy, and he advanced to the eastern shore of Lake Baikal, and the victory or defeat was in one fell swoop.

As luck would have it, at this moment, on the eastern shore of Lake Baikal, the supreme ruler of the Northern Tartars, was holding a banquet with his ministers.

Naturally, he was a great military strategist, and as soon as Ah Long's army set out, he had already received the news that his bloodthirsty nature had filled the veins around his body.

Unexpectedly, in the past six months, although he tried his best, he was still defeated by Aaron. He never expected such a result, his army could no longer afford such consumption, since the hero did not suffer immediate losses, he had to hide his front at the right time, and take advantage of the time and place to deal a devastating blow to the strong enemy.

The desert sand here is like snow, the big lake is as cold as ice, it is plain and uninhabited, the Shu army is prosperous, it is impossible to get supplies, even if the lone army is deep, it is inevitable to return home due to cold and hunger in the end.

If the Shu army does not want to die, and risks death to move forward, he will not be afraid of cracking, and even in the middle of it, he has already made a wishful thinking: "This place is vast, and the Shu army will be like a fly without a head when it comes here, just wait for the Shu soldiers to run out of ammunition and food, and I will carry out a strategic counteroffensive." ”

Thus, like a tenacious wolf, the company began a strategic reserve and a long wait. But many days have passed, and the Shu army has disappeared, and the slowly cunning like a crack has begun to relax its vigilance: "There is no doubt that the Shu army is cold and hungry, and it has either become frozen to death, or has retreated. ”

As soon as late autumn arrived, the treacherous Bi Crack picked up the bad roots of the Tartars and began to have fun.

A wise man thinks a thousand times, and he will make a mistake, not to mention that he will still be a speculative careerist?

In this way, Aaron continued to advance towards the northern Tartar camp, but Bi Split sat in his tent and drank to find pleasure.

On this day, the wind is blowing and the sand is flying, covering the sky and the sun, not to mention the sun, it is difficult for people to see the facial features.

It was precisely because of this weather that Bi Ri relaxed his vigilance: "No matter how thorough Long Fan is, it is impossible for him to come here, let alone launch an attack today." ”

Even so, as the supreme ruler of the Northern Tartars, Bi Ri always maintained the highest political consciousness, and keenly felt that the yellow sand was all over the sky was really a double-edged sword, which could not only make him safe, but also make him full of risks.

Thinking of this, he immediately ordered: strengthen the garrison, and there must be no mistakes.

When the order is given, it is the soldiers who do the work, and the generals who enjoy the blessings. So, he finally reassured himself and continued his ancestor's favorite game of drinking.

The upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked, such a must be cracked, strict with others, lenient with self-discipline, infected his soldiers, so they began to relax, drink heartily, and even get drunk.