43, the tiger roars back to the mountain and is shocked (15)

The next day, as Yang Feng had predicted, their small cavalry walked out of the desert.

When the knights saw that the undulating, desolate and pale yellow sand dunes and Gobi in front of them were no longer undulating, desolate and yellow, but the faintly visible green and yellow meadows, they couldn't help but look up and cheer.

Only, soon, they stopped cheering.

They saw a group of Qiang cavalry wrapped in furs, armed with bows and arrows, and there were Qiang cavalry constantly popping up sporadically around them, and they stared vigilantly and vigilantly at this dusty Han cavalry.

A guide who was familiar with the customs and language of this land was immediately sent by Yang Feng to contact these Qiang people, but it didn't take long for him to come back with a depressed face and bring very bad news.

The Hu tribe that originally lived in this pasture and was familiar with them had been driven away by this newcomer, a Qiang tribe with hundreds of tents, and now the leader here is a Qiang Hao chief named Lindai, who is not subordinate to any family in Yongliang, and his tone is quite big, saying that he can let the Han cavalry in transit leave his territory, but as an uninvited guest, the Han cavalry must give him a rich gift as a thank you before leaving.

Yang Feng smiled, but he didn't care, he walked out of the desert and returned to the posture of a general in the army, he pointed to the Qiang horses cruising around, and told the guide loudly:

"I don't bother to recruit other Qianghu tribes, you go and tell them, with their little strength, don't think about any big gifts, and follow me to make a big deal. Let us go to their tribe to rest our men and horses, and we will give them all the camels, horses, and iron tools that we have with us, and the adult men of their tribe will accompany me to attack a city, and I will give them half of what I have taken. ”

The guide hastened to receive the order, and in a panic he ran over, and this time he talked with the Qiang people for a long time before he returned, and was followed by several Qiang riders, who brought clear answers.

Their chief, Neighbor Dai, agreed.

Next, under the leadership of the Qiang cavalry, Yang Feng's cavalry came to the tribe of the Qiang people.

Here, they were treated to freshly slaughtered yokan and mare's milk wine, and the unsaddled horses were also fed fresh forage and water. At the same time, the Qiang people also began to take away the camels and horses that were given to them.

Ma Chao, who could speak simple Qiang language, took the opportunity to go to the toilet to go around the Qiang tribe, and returned to Yang Feng's tent, he sat directly next to Yang Feng, grabbed the boiled mutton on his plate, and ate it unceremoniously.

"It seems that although the Qiang people have verbally agreed, they actually want to regret it, the old and weak women and children in their tribe are quietly moving away, maybe after a while, these Qiang horses will turn around and deny people."

Ma Chao, who was eating greasy, took advantage of the gap between wiping his hands and suddenly said to Yang Feng.

Yang Feng's face was not flustered, he raised his eyes and looked at the few Qiang riders who were sitting in the tent, eating and drinking, reached out and grabbed a piece of mutton, brought it to his mouth, and asked softly:

"Have you found the felt tent that neighbor wears, he hasn't appeared, but it's the most important thing to restrain him."

"Found it, give me ten armorers, and I'll go and get him."

"I'll give you twenty guards."

Yang Feng didn't look at Ma Chao either, he put down the mutton, and smiled at the Qiang rider who was sitting and drinking in the tent.

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The big-headed, stout-limbed neighbor sat in his tent, with a conspicuous bow hanging beside him, and he was also eating the mutton that had just been boiled, but he ate it slowly, and the gold-encrusted knife in his hand slowly cut the tender meat on the edge of the bone, and then slowly picked it up and put it in his mouth to chew.

As a veteran hunter for many years, he knew that he had to be patient before the real feast began, and for this he could wait on an empty stomach; Until the real prey is relented, he must hide his whereabouts, and for this reason his men and bows and arrows are here.

Although there were only nearly 200 Han cavalry, Lin Dai could see at a glance from a distance that this was not an ordinary soldier that could be easily dealt with, they were all veterans of the army who had experienced a hundred battles and were skilled in combat.

Tenacious will, skillful skills, and excellent armor soldiers, this Han cavalry obviously has all of them.

For this reason, Lin Dai temporarily changed his mind, and did not choose to do it immediately, but slaughtered the fattest white sheep of the tribe, offered the best mare's milk wine, and entertained them with enthusiasm, and at the same time, quietly let the women and children of the tribe show no trace of the old and weak, and drove the chariots, horses, cattle and sheep away first.

Once the attack fails, they will have to travel hundreds of miles, and they must not give this group of Han cavalry any chance to retaliate.

Only this time, unexpectedly, the lamb on the plate had not yet been eaten, and the "prey" had already rushed to the door.

There was the sound of hurried footsteps outside the tent, and neighbor Dai heard the voice of his own tent keeper, followed by the muffled sound of heavy objects hitting the ground—

Lin Dai quickly threw down the sheep bone in his hand and wanted to get up.

A figure, carrying an unsheathed sword, rushed into the tent like a gust of wind.

Lin Dai squinted slightly, and before he could get up and see the person clearly, he was already pressed back to his position by a Han sword.

He looked at the person in amazement, this was a Han general with a face that looked a little like a Qiang people, and his ruthless expression made his neighbor Dai roll his Adam's apple, but he didn't dare to say anything after all.

The curtain of the tent door of the felt tent was vigorously torn down by the people outside at this time, and Lin Dai, who had been hiding, also saw the situation outside at this time, and several of his own tent keepers were captured by a group of Han soldiers, and the guide who had been cowering and running back and forth walked in.

"Tell him that since he is a descendant of the Swordless Sword, he must have some courage and faith from his ancestors, and since he has promised to help us attack the city, then he should not use other small tricks. Ignoring the honor of ancestors and warriors is not what a wise and martial Qiang leader should do. ”

Ma Chao looked at the guide and said word by word.

The guide was sweating profusely, and hurriedly told Ma Chao's words to his neighbors. After listening to this, Lin Dai was silent for a while, and then said something to the guide, and when he calmed down, he pointed to the sword that Ma Chao was holding, and his voice was much louder.

He said that he had no intention of harming the honored guests, but that this meadow was close to the desert, and that a huge wind and sand would soon arrive, so they had to move their tribes and livestock. If the general can put down his sword and sit down to drink and eat meat together, then this misunderstanding can be solved on the spot. ”

"Oh, really?"

Ma Chao heard Lin Dai's cunning sophistry, he smiled playfully, and casually put away the Han sword around Lin Dai's neck.

It's just that before Neighbor Dai could breathe a sigh of relief, Ma Chao took off the big bow next to Neighbor Dai in a blink of an eye, he pulled out the feather arrows of the quiver next to the big bow, and his eyes turned to the outside of the tent, and in a few breaths, three feather arrows had already been shot.

The three feathered arrows were inserted one hundred and fifty paces away from the tent, where a group of Qiang horsemen were about to surround them, but when they encountered the sudden three feathered arrows, they stopped again.

A Qiang man pulled out a feather arrow from the ground and approached the Qiang riders to take a look, and each Qiang rider changed their faces.

This is the arrow of the neighbor, symbolizing the power of the tribe, the iron arrow cluster, the arrow feather made of eagle feathers, and the shaft of each arrow has a symbol of the white stone, and the people who saw this arrow for a while did not dare to take a step closer.

The face of the neighbor in the tent is also solemn, this big bow is a three-stone hard bow, even the neighbor is not able to bend the bow and drink the feathers completely at will, but in the other party's hand, it has become a sparse and ordinary horn bow.

Farther away, Yang Feng's cavalry detained the Qiang people who were entertaining and accompanied them, and they were confronting another group of Qiang cavalry, while the women, children, old and weak who wanted to drive away with carts, horses, cattle and sheep were also blocked by some Han cavalry, forming a new confrontation······

Lin Dai, who was no longer held by Han Jian's neck, seemed to think of something, his body was even stiffer than just now, and he was silent for a long time before he finally spoke, and said respectfully to Ma Chao in stiff Chinese:

"You are really a natural warrior, a true general, please don't do it, my people can go to battle with you, but I will take them with me. You are to guarantee our lives, as you are to your men. ”

Ma Chao heard his words, looked at Lin Dai, and slowly put down the big bow.

"Baishi is the proof, walking with the son, Ma Mengqi will never break his word"

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The sound of camel bells faded away, replaced by the dull sound of the hooves of countless horses beating on the earth.

Yang Feng led this cavalry, which had expanded to 700 in number, crossed the weak water, broke the border and went south, and made a long-distance attack on the county of Jiuquan.

The side wall that had been abandoned for most of it was in an emergency everywhere, and the beacon fire of the pavilion barrier was endless day and night, and in Jiuquan, all kinds of fear, anxiety and groundless news had urgently gathered in Lufu City in a short period of time······

In the evening, Yang Feng, who had already killed outside Lufu City, was not in a hurry to order the siege of the city, but asked the cavalry under his command to light countless bonfires and create a large amount of dust, so that everyone who was cowering in Lufu City knew that there was a huge army that had entered the heart and was approaching the city.

Outside the city, Qiang Hao's neighbor Dai also knew roughly that this Han cavalry was a powerful Han force from the Central Plains, and Yang Feng was the biggest leader of this Han cavalry.

Bluffing and confusing the enemy is also a tactic that their Qiang people are familiar with, but he doesn't know that Yang Feng was not going to take them to attack Lufu City before? Why did you run all the way to the city and stop fighting?

Yang Feng looked at the suspicious neighbor Dai and said indifferently:

"It seems that they have sent all the soldiers and horses that can be mobilized in the county to the Biaoshi to set up a defensive line to prevent my army in Zhangye from entering Jiuquan. Now the garrison here is very weak, Lufu City is not a strong city, and Huang Ang, who defends the city, is not a brave person, even if we don't attack the city, we can scare them into abandoning the city and fleeing. ”

"This-" Lin Dai obviously couldn't quite understand the source of Yang Feng's self-confidence, he looked at the Tucheng in the distance, which was much taller and stronger than Qianghu's house, and waited for a while, but he still couldn't let go of his thoughts about gains and losses.

"It's almost dark, will the people in the city stop running away?"

When Yang Feng heard this, he smiled, he looked at a few beacons outside the city, and some people's beacons had already raised fires to warn, and the abandoned beacons were floating with beacon smoke from the day, he casually pointed to a beacon smoke, and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, let the beacon smoke burn for a while!"