Chapter 7: There Are Beautiful Men in the North
The order went down, everyone rested, and attacked in the evening, and the battle was decided. Lin Feng chuckled at the corner of his mouth, with a little evil charm and a little ruthlessness, he looked at Lei Jieying and was about to leave, and added: "Tell all the soldiers, kill one enemy, reward three taels of silver, capture the general alive, I will promote him to be a close guard, capture King Zuo Xian alive, and make a marquis." ”
This is not an era of relying on military merit for promotion, the family family holds important positions in various countries, and Lin Feng is not very clear about how serious the harm of other countries is.
Dayan has been pitted by the big family to the point of destroying the country, look at the ministers in the court, and then look at the three generals who led the army, you will know how cheating the Shi clan is.
"Ah, Your Majesty, this is not in accordance with common sense, but the brothers are definitely happy." Lei Jieying said in astonishment, feeling incredible, if the emperor really did this, it would definitely greatly stimulate the enthusiasm of the soldiers to fight.
After all, there are few opportunities for promotion, and doing this gives soldiers the hope of being promoted and making a fortune.
"Hehe, I'm a faint king, so I like to do things that don't make sense, go ahead." With a difficult smile, Lin Feng waved his hand and ordered Lei Jieying to pass the order.
If he hadn't crossed over, or if he hadn't crossed over and not been an emperor, he would have been like the ancients, reciting poems against each other, embracing the right and hugging, and wasting his will in the gentle countryside.
But he crossed over, and he was still called the emperor of the faint king, so he needed to do something.
After the toss between the predecessor and the ancestors, it led to the redundancy of the Yan State, and the combat effectiveness of the soldiers deteriorated.
It is difficult to improve the combat effectiveness of soldiers in a short period of time, but it is very simple to improve morale, Lin Feng changed the old system in battle, because he believed that middle and lower-class soldiers would definitely fight to the death for the sake of glory and wealth.
As soon as the news spread, the middle and lower ranks of the army were enthusiastic, sharpening their knives and preparing to set off, because everyone saw the hope of hope, promotion, glory and wealth.
However, the three hereditary generals did not look good, like sauce meat, they wanted to come forward to argue with Lin Feng, but when they saw him pretending to sleep, they categorically did not dare to step forward, even if they wanted to mutiny in battle, they were also powerless.
According to the Great Yan military system, the generals do not know the soldiers, the soldiers do not know the generals, and it is very difficult to mutiny in battle, and Lin Feng's move has completely bought the hearts of the middle and lower class soldiers, if the three of them act rashly, I am afraid they will not leave the grassland alive.
Sighing deeply, the three of them leaned on the haystack, and said that they would go back to Beijing if they had something to do.
On the grassland in June, the grass is green, the horses are fat, the cattle and the sheep are strong, the hares are scurrying, and a few birds occasionally flutter out of the grass, quiet and peaceful, if in the future generations, I am afraid that it is the place that many travelers yearn for. Now, a bloody storm is brewing.
The tooth account of Zuo Xian Wang, which is equivalent to the capital of Yanguo County, is second only to the tooth account of the Great Khan of the Rong Nationality and the Black Tiger City.
Under the sunset, the stragglers patrol near the tooth tent in twos and threes, holding scimitars, and the herdsmen who go out are riding horses and driving cattle and sheep, and are putting them back into the circle, and the smoke curls in the tents, and everyone is very leisurely.
No one expected that thirty miles away, more than 10,000 dragoon guards were lurking. Of course, even if someone says it, I'm afraid that it will be taken as a joke and laughed off.
The tooth tent is extremely far away from the civil fort, nearly a thousand kilometers away. Besides, the elite cavalry of the clan is heading south, and the Yan country is full of mountains and rains, so how can they have the ability to appear near the tooth tent.
In the center of the tooth tent, a palatial tent is very conspicuous, which is the residence of King Zuoxian. In the big tent, a big man with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, wearing a tiger skin, revealing half of his arms, sits in the center, holding a roasted leg of mutton in his hand, cutting it off one by one and stuffing it into his mouth, and the aroma of mare's milk wine on the desk is even more soul-hooking.
In recent years, with the continuous annexation of the surrounding tribes by the Rong people and six or seven small city-states in the south, the Rong people have become the overlord of the grassland after the Xiongnu and Donghu.
And Zuo Xian's royal department made great achievements, and made great contributions to the southward expansion of the Rong people.
Among the tribes of the Rong tribe, his strength is second only to that of the Great Khan Murong Bowen, so much so that Murong Bowen intends to win him over.
This time, Murong Bowen ordered him to go south, capture Tumu Fort, seize Baima Pass, and strive to destroy the once powerful Great Yan Kingdom in the north.
According to the spies, the Tummu Fort was in danger of being defeated by the repeated attacks of his henchman Godot.
Now he has ordered his eldest son Borchi to go south, once the two armies merge and capture Tumubao, the sword will be just around the corner for Yanjing.
People are in good spirits when they are happy, and King Zuo Xian will be very happy, in order to win himself over, the Han Murong Bowen even has a pearl in his palm at any cost, and Murong Mengfei, the golden flower of the grassland, has also given himself.
This will be on the way, and it will soon appear in the tooth tent.
Thinking of Murong Mengfei's pungent and savage personality and graceful figure, King Zuo Xian found that he had not been doing it for many years, but he had revived, and slowly became stronger.
When the night came, the night only shrouded the grassland, and when I looked up, a few starlights occasionally flashed in the sky, but they quickly disappeared into the sky, and I couldn't see my fingers on all sides.
At that time, Murong Mengfei arrived at the tooth tent on time, the night was already deep, contrary to the dark and quiet night on the grassland, the tooth tent was brightly lit and lively, and the marriage ceremony of some Rong people was being held.
"Your Majesty, it's almost time." In the dark night, Lei Jieying quietly lurked beside Lin Feng and reminded him softly.
Looking up at the starry sky, Lin Feng stood up suddenly, straddled his horse and shouted, "Let's go, the battle is decided!" ”
Rustle, rustle!
Under the night sky, there was the sound of chain mail, and then a few neighing of war horses were heard.
The fat grass reduced the vibration of the horse's hooves on the ground, and the dragoon guards led by Lin Feng, like ghosts in the night, approached the Zuo Xian King's tooth account with lightning speed.
Closer, closer, the stars and fires in the tooth tent are getting brighter and brighter, more and more, and the noisy gongs and drums in the tooth tent can already be heard.
I didn't know what was celebrating inside the tooth tent, but looking at the drunken soldiers outside, Lin Feng smiled, very brightly.
Click, a blue lightning flashed in the dark night sky, and the deafening thunder sounded like a roaring beast, one after another.
"Kill!" Pulling out the long knife at his waist and holding the horse's belly, Lin Feng roared and drank, taking the lead and killing the Zuo Xian King's tooth account.
"Kill, kill, kill!" Ten thousand people drank together, thunder rolled under the night sky, and the sound of killing shook the sky and spread all over the grassland.
The sound of thunder, rain, shouts of killing, and the sound of horses' hooves are mixed with each other, adding a few mysteries out of thin air.
"What sound?" King Zuoxian, who was holding the ceremony, suddenly turned to look outside the big tent and drank coldly at the guards.
As soon as the guard lifted the tent ---- the "Great --- King," the guard shot two cold arrows from behind, which happened to pass through his back, and the guard spat blood from his mouth and fell into the big tent. Baidu search Le'an Xuanshu Net(乐安宣书网)