Just after a spring rain, water droplets drip from the tips of the leaves, snorting and evaporating in the air, the huge bonfire below is blazing, according to the shadow of the human reflected on the mountain wall, the forest on the fierce and strange dance, the shaman dance of the sacrifice with a terrifying mask, shaking the god bell hanging on the body, around the circle, is dozens of Xianbei men who show their sturdy upper bodies are also using savage, fierce dance to please the gods.

In the shaking firelight, on the other side of the mountain wall, the man sitting on the bear blanket was bare-chested, his thick and strong muscles were swollen, his skin was dark, and there were several scars left by wild beasts, showing that this person had fought hard to win the Xiong Hu's achievements, the eastern Xianbei tribe at the junction of the hills and plains in the northeast of Liao, the great man was a great man, with tens of thousands of people, and there were as many as 20,000 who could fight on horseback. After he and Micah digested the dead Suri tribe, they also swelled up more and more.

Looking at the sacrificial dance dancing around the campfire over there, he picked up the hunting knife placed on the flat stone platform and joined in, his thick and powerful thighs tensing his muscles, and he jumped with his steps, and the muscles were full of explosive power in the bursts of sword light that snorted and danced. On the other side of the mountain wall, not far from the bear skin, the figure is thin and straight, slightly Sven, the man wearing a fox tail felt hat is watching the sacrificial dance, and the person on the left side of the mouth spoke, the man also replied, Xianbei and Wuhuan are in the same vein, and the two are in the same Liaodong, and there are not many obstacles in language communication.

"You can already see the Han cavalry outside...... After this sacrifice, it was time to really compete with the Han people. ”

"The Han cavalry is very strong, but we can fight them in the mountains."

"It's a pity that you want to defeat the Han people in a dignified manner."

“…… That wolf brought a terrible disaster, a whole ten thousand cavalry, not counting the even more terrible bow cavalry beside him, if you really want to fight on the plains, my Wuhuan adults will definitely not participate. ”

"Have you ever heard of the saying of the Han people, 'lips are dead and teeth are cold'? The machine is defeated, my eastern Xianbei is gone, can you Wuhuan still survive alone? Don't forget, Gongsun Du, that shameless person, took a lot of things from us, but he didn't let him see us, and he also had the idea of killing us, as well as the captain of Fuyu State, who voted for Gongsun Zhi a few years ago, and got a lot of Han weapons and equipment, and they are also very familiar with them in the mountains. ”

"......" didn't come out of words, and then smashed a fist on the stone platform, but he scolded viciously: "Gongsun Du, this disgusting thing ......"

There was a humming sound in the air, as if something was flying over.

In the next second, the knife light crossed the field of vision of the two of them, and with the sound of a hunting knife, it slammed into the mountain wall in the middle of the mountain wall, the stone chips splashed, and the handle of the knife was still swinging slightly with residual strength, and the machine came out of the dance, and the strong figure walked up the stone steps, grabbed the clay pot on the stage and poured a sip of wine into his mouth, laughed hideously, and looked at the two.

"This Liaodong is ours, Gongsun Zhi, Gongsun Du is just an outsider, in the early years, Su Li's defeat was just a sneak attack by Gongsun Zhi's subordinates, which can only prove that he is just afraid of fighting with us head-on, the Han people are so timid, we are a little stronger, they are also as vulnerable as in front of Tanshi Huai Dadan, not to mention that Gongsun Zhi killed the imperial family, just a horse thief, even if he is the son of Gongsun Zhan? Yuan Jizhou will also help us, the two of them, they have had enough of the nest in the past few years, and it is not too late to join forces to kill Gongsun Zhi's soldiers and burn his wolf flag......"

Micah looked at him in silence.

“.…… Once we take the head of Gongsun Zhi, defeat his army, get his weapons and armor, and then take back the Liaoxi grassland, and take back everything that belongs to our Xianbei, then the north will still be our final say, and the remaining Fuyu Kingdom and Gongsun Du will ...... You can pinch it as much as you want, and you can slaughter it with a knife. ”

One foot stepped onto the stone platform violently, and he leaned over to stare at the stone platform with one hand, and clenched his fist with the other hand, "This matter is so decided, if you Wuhuan don't come, when the time comes, if you can't beat me, surrender directly, and kill you Wuhuan in turn." ”

“.…… You! He turned his head angrily, who said that this person was stupid, such a threat really made him unable to refuse.

The firelight reflected the people's faces, and in the noisy voice, Mica drank the wine quite elegantly, and looked away from the two of them, looking at the sky behind the forest gap, the stars and the moon were dense.

"Brainless guy...... Maybe Qianman is a good way out. ”

He thought.

Stretching out along this side, half of the huge tribe spread into the lush mountains and forests, clusters of firelight and human figures walked around, and occasionally, the neighing of war horses was heard, and the strong eastern Xianbei was already ready for battle.

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Time has come to the middle of April in a blink of an eye, Pinggang, after the spring rain has passed, several days of bright sunshine, the entire halfway up the mountainside, the fortification has come to an end, and the warm sun is filled with a faint smell of sweat.

In the Pinggang camp, the shouting and scolding continued.

In the time period of approaching summer, the sun is shining on the earth, the trees on the mountain are dense, the trees on the hillside have basically been cut down, the thick tree body has been made into wooden beams, made into a warehouse for piling up grain and grass, a lodging area, or a guard tower has been erected, and the rows of horse rejection piles are scattered and scattered, just like Cao Ang and Pan Feng were stationed here, placed on the slope to prevent the cavalry from impacting.

The Daqin people who transported stones and timber were walking with their bare upper bodies, and their shadows were clearly shaking on the ground they were walking on, and some of their compatriots were overseers, waving whips and urging them loudly in Roman not far away, and at the foot of the mountain below the big camp, there was another military camp, a large number of horses' hooves and the shouts of foot soldiers spread over, and the Daqin overseer drank a sip of cold water, and looked at it from a distance, it was a huge camp of tens of thousands of people, stretching for several miles, almost surrounding this place.

Farther away, sometimes you can see a number of horses, more than ten horses of scouts dragging a few corpses back, the army from the Liaoxi detour arrived a few days ago, the first thing to do, is to send a large number of rangers to scatter around, almost annexed the scattered Wuhuan small tribes that have not had time to withdraw, or called small settlements, the severed heads, one by one are inserted in the traces of destruction, regardless of men, women and children, the remaining corpses, the heads of the forest of trees in this summer season turned into a heart-pounding scene.

In addition to the killing and dispersal of the rangers, the wolf riders and the main forces of Montenegro, who had arrived for a few days, were making their final rest.

Under the banner of the huge white wolf, the tent seemed quiet, and occasionally there was a buzzing noisy conversation, and the scouts who passed on the military information came back from outside from time to time, handed over to the officials, and then someone walked in with information, at this time many generals gathered in the tent, headed by Yan Rou and Zhaozhao, respectively, Zhao Yun, Pan Feng, Tian Yu, Gongsun Xu, Gongsun Yue, Tian Yu...... and other generals, while Tian Yu participated as a military lieutenant in Zan, and Xiahoulan was the military commander and in charge of military law, which initially formed the core scale of the battle of Liaodong.

“.…… In the past, most of the consumption was one part of Wuhuan, and there was also internal friction with the rest of the departments, which was not tricky. On the other hand, since a few years ago, after General Zhao killed Su Li, most of the tribes below him were swallowed up by Ji Ji and Miga, and they had a few years to digest it, plus their own development, they have grown a lot, and it is rumored that Ji Ji is warlike, and his people are also brave and unstoppable, as soon as we come, he will definitely resist ......"

For the first time, Tian Yu stood in front of the generals to analyze Liaodong Xianbei and Wuhuan, and pointed to the forces divided on the map, looking a little nervous, "...... Micah is more like my Han scholar, who knows some Chinese, and will inevitably unite with Wuhuan to fight against us at that time, 30,000 entangled soldiers and horses, probably about 50,000 or 60,000, but although Liaodong also has horses, it will be much less after all. Although we have Gongsun Du and Buyeo Guo on our side, they will only preserve some strength and will not really fight...... You can't count on that. ”

"What's the name of this mountain?" Standing at the top of the front, with a black beard and a majestic and indifferent gaze, he dragged his cloak and stood up, Gongsun Zhi pointed to a mountain range on the map and asked.

Tian Yu, as the captain of the Zanjun Academy, obviously did a lot of homework, and pointed his finger on it, "This is Wuxian Mountain, to the south is Liaoxi County, and forty miles to the west is Liucheng, and most of the Wuhuan people are concentrated in the nearby plains and hills. ”

Gongsun Zhi nodded slightly, his eyes were in Liucheng, Pinggang looked at it, took a pen from the desk, and drew a circle on the name of a mountain down between the two: "Don't wait for Xianbei to unite with Wuhuan, send someone to inform Gongsun Du and Wei Qiutai, let them drag Ji Ji and Mijia, and we will defeat Wuhuan first in White Wolf Mountain."

As soon as the words fell, Dian Wei, who was bare-chested outside the tent, walked in with a bloody breath and a knotted beard stained with blood droplets, threw the blood-stained halberd to the ground, and arched his hand: "Lord, the messenger of the Wuhuan people said that he wanted to see you, and I accidentally killed the rest, so there is only one ...... left."

After he finished speaking, Gongsun Zhi turned his face slightly, threw the problem on the table casually, and waved his hand: "Wipe it together, by the way, inform the rangers outside, the big battle is imminent, whether you resist or not, I don't want the tribe of the Wuhuan people to appear on the road of the march." ”

"Yes!"

Everyone clasped their fists and shouted in unison, shaking the big tent.

After six or seven years of polishing, the army from Kamiya County is now a qualified 'wolf pack', and in the land of Hiraoka, with the replacement of day and night, the next morning, when the first noise was heard in the barracks, the assembled war drums finally sounded