Chapter 212: Raid
The 110,000-strong army set out to fight, the team was mighty, the flags were dense, the horses' hooves were rolling, and the army marched for several days before the army left Wuyuan County.
Leaving Wuyuan County means stepping into the area of the Huns.
At this time, the location of the Southern Xiongnu royal court was equivalent to the area of Hohhot in later generations, and Mu Yi led 110,000 cavalry, even if he hurried at full speed, it would take a certain amount of time.
The sky is vast and the grass is blown by the wind and the cattle and sheep are seen.
However, at this time, Mu Yi's army passed, and those scattered nomads had long since escaped there.
Jia Xu looked into the distance, frowned and sighed, and urged the horse to come to Mu Yi's side and said, "Lord, it's not a way to go on like this!" ”
"Oh? What did Mr. Wenhe say about this? Mu Yi asked puzzled.
Jia Xu pointed to the boundless grassland and said: "Lord, this time the soldiers only brought a few days of food, if we can't replenish the food along the way, when we arrive at the Southern Xiongnu royal court, the food they brought will definitely be consumed." And those herdsmen will also go to the Southern Xiongnu royal court after leaving, if they all gather in the royal court, then we will definitely suffer a big loss when we fight with Yufuluo. ”
Mu Yi nodded after listening: "Well, what Mr. said is very true, so what should I do according to Mr.'s opinion?" ”
"The lord should send a light cavalry to act as a vanguard, and attack all tribes and tribes that pass along the way. The young and strong were all killed, and the old and weak women and children were left behind, allowing them to drive cattle, sheep and horses, and serve as transport auxiliaries for the army. ”
Mu Yi was a little embarrassed: "If we kill their families, will those old and weak women and children willingly do things for us?" ”
Jia Xu's eyes flashed with a hint of fierceness and said: "If it is not my race, its heart will be different!" If you don't obey, you will be killed! Presumably, there are still people who don't want to die, and there only needs to be one out of ten who is afraid of death, so there is no need to be afraid that no one will drive the cattle and sheep. ”
Mu Yi had to admire Jia Xu's viciousness, and said with some hesitation: "Isn't it a bit cruel to kill like this?" ”
"My lord, war cannot be merciful, if you don't kill these aliens, they won't be afraid! In addition to Dong Zhuo in Chang'an, Yuan Shao in Jizhou, and Gongsun Zan in Youzhou, the surrounding areas of Bingzhou also have to face the Southern Xiongnu, Wuhuan, Xianbei, if they can't calm the external invasion by thunderous means, how can the lord chase the Central Plains? ”
The generals on the side also persuaded one after another: "Lord, how can there be immortals in war?" If we can't use the butcher's knife against the enemy, then what awaits us is to kill ......."
Glancing at the generals, Mu Yiyi gritted his teeth and said, "Pound listens to orders!" ”
"The last general!"
"Ling Ru and Zhang Liao Xu Huang led three thousand light cavalry as the vanguard, along the way, regardless of the size of the Southern Xiongnu tribes, all robbed all, and all the men who were higher than the chariot were killed, and if the old and weak women and children refused to obey, they would be killed!"
"Ordered ......"
Immediately, Mu Yi added: "Ling Ming, you have a great responsibility this time, and the grain and grass needed for the army to fight can count on your three thousand people!" ”
Pang De's eyes were firm, and he arched his hand and said: "Don't worry, the last general will complete the task even if he risks his life!" ”
"Hmm!" Mu Yi nodded and said, "Be careful all the way!" ”
The goal of 3,000 cavalry is not small, if it weren't for Mu Yi's fear that Pang De would encounter a large number of Southern Huns, Mu Yi planned to let Pang De only bring a few hundred people, and if there were fewer people, the target would not be exposed.
Counting the weapons and bringing three thousand light cavalry, Pang De, Zhang Liao, and Xu Huang galloped on the grassland, and gradually disappeared from Mu Yi's sight.
When Pang De and the others went away, Tai Shici stepped forward and said regretfully: "Why didn't the lord let the last general or Zilong act as the vanguard?" In fact, the lord only needs to give the last general a thousand people, and the last general can also sweep all the way to the Southern Xiongnu royal court. ”
Mu Yi smiled and waved his hand and said, "You and the others have all made war exploits, so give them a chance on this expedition!" In the future, we will still fight the world, if we don't show their prestige, how should we lead the soldiers and horses in the future? ”
Tai Shi Ci stopped talking after hearing this, he and Zhao Yun and Huang Zhong were already famous, especially Zhao Yun, who had already known to the world after several big battles.
However, Pang De, Zhang Liao and others guarded and merged the state, and there was no chance to fight, so they have not fought a few decent battles so far.
For example: In the romance, Zhao Zilong fought against Changbanpo, killed seven in and seven out of Cao's million-strong army, and beheaded dozens of Cao's generals. Guan Yu warmed the wine and killed Huaxiong, the tiger prison Guan Sanying fought Lu Bu, beheaded Yan Liang and Wen Chou, and rode alone for thousands of miles......
Every general has his own record that he can be proud of, but now the Pang De under the command of Mu Yi has not had a famous battle so far.
Therefore, while Mu Yi went to the grassland this time, he also planned to let the generals under his command make his own reputation. With popularity, when you lead the soldiers and horses in the future, you can be awe-inspiring.
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At sunset, the clouds on the horizon were fiery red by the remnants of the sun. The breeze blows, the grass bends over and sways with the wind, and the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers and plants.
Pang De led 3,000 men and horses to march for most of the day, and finally caught up with the herdsmen who were driving cattle, sheep and horses to the southern Xiongnu court at dusk.
These people were gathered together as a fragmented herdsman, and there were seven or eight hundred men, women, and children, and more than 300 of them were young and strong.
The old Confucian women and children were responsible for driving the cattle and sheep, while the young men were guarding the surroundings with curved bows. As it was getting late, the Southern Huns stopped by a small river.
Hundreds of people drank horses, some gathered firewood to make fires, and the young and strong people slaughtered and cleaned cattle and sheep, and prepared to camp in place for the night.
Behind a small hill, three thousand light cavalry from Bingzhou quietly watched the Southern Huns.
"General, do you want the soldiers to rush to kill?" Xu Huang asked Pound in a low voice.
Pang De shook his head slightly: "Don't worry, the brothers have been on the road for most of the day, and they are already hungry, so let everyone rest in place, and when the Southern Huns have finished roasting the meat, let's go over and enjoy it!" ”
Southern Hun camp
As time passed, it grew dark.
The sky is full of stars, and a bright moon hangs high in the sky.
At this time, the climate is not very warm, and as the night falls, the climate is getting colder and colder.
In this way, hundreds of bonfires were lit, and around each bonfire sat the Southern Huns, constantly roasting the beef and mutton on the bonfire.
After waiting for an hour or so, when all the Southern Huns relaxed and tightened their grip on the fire, Pang De behind the mountain bag waved his hand and ordered: "The whole army charges, and not a single Hun is allowed to be released." ”
"Boom ......"
Seeing that the beef and mutton on the bonfire were almost roasted, and when the Huns were about to enjoy it, suddenly there was the sound of rolling horses' hooves, and even the earth trembled a little.
Seeing this, the Southern Huns, who reacted quickly, picked up the bows and arrows beside them, and shouted in Xiongnu language: "Enemy attack, hurry, get on the horse quickly......"
"Enemy Attack, Enemy Attack......"
For a time, the Southern Xiongnu camp was in chaos, and the women, girls and children were even more frightened and cried.
A fifteen or sixteen-year-old Hun boy drew his scimitar and trembled, and before the knife could be raised, an arrow broke through the air and immediately shot through his throat.
Immediately, the scimitar fell to the ground, and the boy's body fell heavily to the ground, trampled into a bloody blur by the chaotic hooves of the horses around him. Take a hundred plating on the latest chapter of "Three Kingdoms and One Little Soldier Claw Book House" to read for free for the first time.