Chapter 122: Zi Long, Zi Long, Zi Long, Wu Shuang—9
Budugen waved his hand lightly, and a warrior from the tribe rushed towards Zhao Yun with more than two dozen brothers, although the other party was only a messenger, but if he rushed out to ask for help, it might ruin Budugen's good deeds after all. If the fat tied in front of you could not be swallowed because of the rapid arrival of reinforcements, wouldn't it be depressing.
And the piece of fat he wants is not only the city in Hanyang County, but also the workshop in the south of the city, which has what the Lord of Xianbei wants from Tan Shihuai.
Therefore, even if Bu Dugen has absolute confidence in victory, he will not allow anything that may affect the battle situation, although the prevention of micro and gradual is something that the Han Dynasty people often talk about, but when it is implemented, the wise and clever steppe people are not much worse than the Han Dynasty people, at least in his eyes.
However, he was careless after all, the twenty or so cavalry who rushed up to deal with Zhao Yun were dealt with by Zhao Yun, and several of them launched medium and long-range strikes against Zhao Yun one after another, but the bows and arrows they shot were all swept away by Zhao Yun.
As for those warriors who rushed directly at Zhao Yun with scimitars, their fate was even more miserable, after a few rounds of competition, most of them were already in different places, and the battle during this period was not even worth describing, because most of the moves were too ordinary to be ordinary, ordinary could not be more ordinary, there was nothing fancy, and there was nothing peculiar worth mentioning.
They are simply killed, like ants trampled to death by pedestrians on the road, and weeds broken by naughty children. Even in Budugen's cognition, these ants and weeds are the elite of the tribe, why did they die so ordinarily and ordinarily in front of the messenger? Shouldn't the fall of a warrior make a big wave? The bitter north wind and the mournful birds on the grassland, why don't they come out to accompany their death at this moment?
However, at this time, the grassland was surprisingly calm, calm as if nothing had happened, and calmly thinking that Zhao Yun killing a few miscellaneous pieces seemed to have become or was destined to become commonplace.
It is common to see that the bitter north wind will blow on the grassland, and the wild geese going south will also mourn at this time.
What should be poetic is not the withering of the warriors, but the killing of Zhao Yun.
Zhao Yun, who was riding alone, was still moving in his original direction, and there were large and small waterwheels standing not far from the south. They seem to have stopped turning, as if they were under attack at the moment.
Zhao Yun didn't think that the craftsmen who stayed there would be able to drive away the tyrannical northern barbarians like the soldiers. In the culture of Weishui Company, craftsmen mean the first productive force, they are like treasures carefully cared for by the system established by Suning, no force dares to cross the wall cast by Suning and threaten them, but at this time, the barbarians from the north are trying to shake the steel defense line built by Suning, and they have successfully bypassed the main force of the Han army to the north and the logistics corps led by Suning himself. Now, their iron hooves have penetrated deep into the hinterland of Liangzhou, and they are trampling on the peace and order here in the fertile fields of Hanyang County.
Zhao Yun's spear would never allow such a thing to happen, he waved his horsewhip and rushed to the place of the incident more quickly, letting the north behind him blow even more coldly, and he did not leave the enemy with any caring eyes.
Such a scene made Bu Dugen even more angry. He is not a fledgling Micah, but a generation of famous generals who are already quite famous on the grassland.
He doesn't like to use the kinship between him and Tanshi Huai to show off himself, and the position of Khan of the Xianbei tribe will not necessarily pass to him in the future, but this does not mean that he does not want to be respected by others, but he will not take the reverence he gains by blood. As a steppe man, the best way to be sure of yourself should be to pile up your military exploits with the heads of your enemies. In that case, all the tribes of the steppe will submit before themselves, not to their own blood, but to their bravery.
Those who have power on the grassland have never relied on their own bloodline, but on their own fists, which is why Tanshi Huai can now stand in the northern grasslands.
However, if it turns out that the Messenger has escaped from his presence, then his name for bravery will be tarnished. Could it be that his dignified steppe eagle can't even be cleaned up by a mere messenger?
So a centurion was called out by him and ordered to lead his men to pursue Zhao Yun.
At this moment, Zhao Yun was on his way to Wolf Castle. His horse was specially selected by Suning as a gift to her, and although it was not majestic, it was excellent in endurance. When he distances himself from the enemy, it takes more effort for the enemy behind him to catch up with him.
So, when the distance between the two sides finally shrunk to a stone's throw away, the Xianbei cavalry behind them was surprised to find that they had come to an unknown village.
It was obviously not convenient for them to give full play to the advantages of cavalry, after all, the buildings in Hezhou blocked the angle and route of their sprint. From their point of view, Zhao Yun also expected this, so he chose to flee here, but after all, they were numerous, and they were confident that they could handle Zhao Yun even if they were fighting on horseback.
However, this was not the case, and as they gradually lowered their yards to attack, all of a sudden, a dozen feathered arrows flew out of the low, dilapidated buildings, followed by one after another screams among them.
Seeing the copper plate of the arrow turn over and fall off the horse, the remaining survivors pulled out their scimitars at their waists one after another, and looked at the surrounding buildings vigilantly and suspiciously.
At this time, only a shout was heard, and the villagers living in this strange village rushed out from all directions with mixed weapons, and launched a simple and decisive attack on this group of Xianbei people.
The people of Liangzhou have always been fierce, and in the past few years, there have been constant conflicts with the Qiang people, and most of the people here have the ability to defend themselves. Although Suning is not yet a local governor, it is not possible to implement the militia system that he particularly admires. However, the people's consciousness of forming associations to protect themselves has been handed down since ancient times. In fact, there is no need for him to talk nonsense about this.
Zhao Yun was also prepared for this, his hometown Changshan is also an important town in Hebei, and from time to time he will be harassed by the northern barbarians, and there are also many military generals there in the late Eastern Han Dynasty, such as Yan Liangwen Chou, who will appear under Yuan Shao in the future. So he was prepared for the abs of the people. It is precisely because of this that he chose to escape here.
Now, I have no disadvantage in numbers. So he didn't turn his horse's head and turned back to meet the battle. With the help of these villagers, more than 100 people were wiped out in an instant, and only a dozen people were able to escape from their encirclement.
Again, it was a fight with no bright spots. The wonderful place is that Zhao Yun, who has just come here, is skillful in using local customs.
However, in the next battle, he Zhao Yun firmly believed that if he didn't go through a fight, he might not be able to reach Wolf Castle alive. Those who have just fled here will definitely attract more pursuers, and he will have to buy enough time for the people around him to escape to a safe place such as Wolfsburg.
So these villagers who formed an association to protect themselves were lifted up at Zhao Yun's request, and the injured fathers and villagers moved to the direction of Wolf Castle as quickly as possible.
There were not only the family members left by Song Ning to guard the door, but also the 500 subordinates he had just sent. I believe that under their cover, these villagers can enter Wolfsburg smoothly.
It's just that Wolf Castle is less than 20 miles away from the Weishui River. Those Xianbei cavalry who are besieging the workshop may also notice the changes there, and when the time comes, the two Xianbei cavalry may join forces to attack there, I don't know the thickness of the walls of Wolf Castle, can they break a few front teeth of these enemies?
However, before breaking the enemy's front teeth, he must first find a way to pry the enemy's mouth open, otherwise, the enemy may not bite hysterically, and if it is besieged at that time, the small wolf castle may not have much food to support.
If you think about it in this way, then this next operation is the best time to pry open the enemy's lips.
After seeing the villagers leave, Zhao Yun immediately stood still on the mainland, letting the cold wind blowing from the northwest lift his robe.
Not long after, a commander led the Shangxinbei cavalry and chased after him from this wide road.
Although the dilapidated boat was still a narrow area that they had to slow down to pass, the murderous aura that covered the opponent's whole body did not disappear because the horse's speed slowed down.
Zhao Yu strictly guarded them closer and closer to him, but did not make any desperate moves, his spear was still standing firmly in front of him, but there was no trace of the urge to want the blood of the otaku, and Zhao Yun was shrouded in a layer of cold temperament all over his body, no one could read this person's current state of mind when he saw him, even if the other party was an old man in the world, he could only sigh, this young man is not simple.
And the commander of the Xianbei people on the opposite side was obviously not in the mood to guess what Zhao Yun's mentality was, he just received an order from Budugen that if he couldn't bring Zhao Yun's head back, then it would be his head that appeared in front of his superiors.
Just when the commander was brewing the will to fight, Zhao Yun's war horse suddenly moved, but the fierce Zhao Yun did not rush directly towards them, but turned straight into the intricate alley.
The commander sneered, he had already learned through those defeated soldiers that this Zhao Yun was able to defeat the more than a hundred cavalry last time, it was by using himself as bait, and then luring those stupid people who didn't know whether they were alive or dead into the ambush circle of the militia, and then launched a siege to annihilate them in one fell swoop.
However, such a siege to annihilate a hundred or so troops may be okay, but in the face of an army of thousands of people, I am afraid it will not work. With such a narrow ground, thousands of troops could not stand at all, although this was also a disadvantageous condition for him, but it objectively avoided the doom of being surrounded and annihilated at one time.
So the former minister boldly sent his subordinates to pursue the fleeing Zhao Yun. He knew that even if his men were ambushed in the alleys, they would succeed in attracting the ambushed militia. At that time, his follow-up troops will no longer have to worry about encountering ambushes, and those ambushes who jumped out by themselves will definitely find it difficult to escape the encirclement and suppression of the follow-up troops.
However, although his calculations were clanging, the fighting situation on the front line was very different from his depression. The commander just kept hearing the roar from the front line, which was the accompaniment of Zhao Yun when he slaughtered his men.
The commander felt a little puzzled, of course he didn't feel sad because of the matter of a few subordinates, but he was wondering why Zhao Yun made such a sound?
Although Zhao Yun was now in a besieged situation, three or five Xianbei cavalry were obviously not enough to threaten his life, so why did he let out such a terrible roar like a trapped beast?
Moreover, the hearts around him were still surging forward by the warriors, which meant that Zhao Yun was gradually retreating backwards while roaring. It is impossible to think that such a sad and indignant roar was actually accompanied by his retreat. According to common sense, this should be the last struggle, it should be a desperate struggle to prevent an inch of land, how could it be sent out at the time of retreat?
The commander, who was experienced in the battlefield, obviously could not understand this fledgling young man.
Eventually, she couldn't bear these doubts anymore, and finally decided to go up and check on the situation herself. When he came to the front line, he was shocked to find that his warriors had besieged Zhao Yun in a dilapidated hut.
The courtyard walls on the periphery of the hut had collapsed in many places, and there were still three or five recruit warriors under the collapsed walls in several places. Obviously, those walls were only pushed down under Zhao Yun's fierce arm strength to overwhelm the Xianbei warriors of Yongmeng.
Seeing this, the commander couldn't help but applaud this trapped beast who was still persisting in the struggle, it seemed that he was really a tragic warrior, maybe after the battle, he should give this warrior a good burial according to the etiquette of the Han people.
But what he didn't know was that Zhao Yun, who was hiding in the house, was also thinking about the funeral of the commander opposite. It's just that he has no interest in giving the other party a generous burial, and from his point of view, this guy is not worthy.