The cold north wind swept across the field, and the black-brown leaves swayed back and forth on the dead branches. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

When the sky darkens and the snow melts, it gets extra cold.

On the muddy official road, the laden baggage trucks moved forward with difficulty under the push of people and horses, and drove towards a small military camp.

"Ignition ······"

"Ignition ······"

This is a baggage station located in the western part of Qinzhou in the Han Kingdom, which is responsible for the relay of all grain on the front line of the Great River. All food destined for the front line needs to be diverted here.

As the fighting escalated, there were more convoys of transport to and from the baggage station, and the soldiers often had to stay up all night to get things done.

Before it was completely dark, the general ordered his subordinates to light torches······

"Ignition······ Ay! Don't fucking sleep! ”

On a high corner tower of the baggage station, two Han soldiers were standing. However, they are not all Huns, and one of them is slightly taller, obviously a Han Chinese.

The Hun soldier kicked the Han soldier and scolded: "You fuck, you dare to be lazy under Lao Tzu's nose, and you can't eat whips if you want to." ”

"No······ Not ······" The Han soldier had already woken up, hurriedly ran to light the brazier, and came back to the Hun soldier and said, "Good brother, you raise your noble hand, but don't say it." ”

"Hmph, count you as acquaintances!" The Hun soldier held a spear, squatted down and leaned against the battlement of the city wall, and complained: "Fuck, the battle in front is the same as eating shit, I will say that you Han people are not useful, and the harmful Lao Tzu does not give time to sleep all night every day, it is better to die on the front line." ”

When the Han man heard this, he said in his heart: "Lao Tzu also wishes you were dead!" ”

However, he never dared to say this, so he squatted down together, beat the legs of the Hun soldier and said, "It's still the old brother who has knowledge······

"Hmph." This Hun soldier was obviously very useful, and said proudly: "That Hu Yanyu is not old in using soldiers, look at it, make sure to roll back in the dust, and change our head to fight!" ”

"At that time, my brother will inevitably be selected as a soldier." The Han soldier said with some envy: "I can grab a lot of property again······

"Hey, hey!" The Hun soldier smiled lewdly and said, "If you are willing to play with my sister for two days, I will say a word for you in front of the head man and bring you with me." “

"Hah······ Haha······" The Han soldier timidly and flatteringly accompanied the smiling face and said: "The eldest brother said that he was laughing, Cui'er is still young and ignorant, how can he serve a good brother." ”

"Phew!" The Hun soldier's face turned cold, and a mouthful of thick phlegm spit on the Han man's face, and said, "You don't know how to lift ······."

Before he could finish speaking, he heard the sound of a carriage and horses, and the Hun soldiers hurriedly leaned out from the corner tower and glanced at it, turned around and scolded: "Fucking car again, you are guarding here, I will clean you up when I come back!" With that, he slid down the ladder.

"Phew!" The Han man whispered to the back of the Huns, wiped it on his face with his hand, and saw that there was such a big mouthful of thick phlegm in his hand, he couldn't help but get angry, and he was a little bolder, and he made a few "bah blah" in a row.

However, he was a little afraid, so he quickly stood up and poked his head out to see if he had been found. I saw that the Huns were bending over, talking to a Hun general sitting on horseback with a servile look, where was the high-spirited appearance just now.

His actions were not discovered, and the Han man breathed a sigh of relief. He was curious to hear what was being said below, but he saw that a long arrow that pierced through his chest had already shot the Hun general to the ground!

Before the Han soldier could come to his senses, a second arrow pierced his neck, and blood spurted out.

"Poof!" With a thud, he clutched his neck tightly and fell against the battlements. The Han soldier gasped for breath, but he heard a "hissing" sound from his neck, and after three or two strokes, his consciousness began to blur, and his head slowly tilted to the side.

Tears flowed down her cheeks and landed on the blood-stained board. Before he died, he only had one thought left: "Please God let that miscellaneous piece be shot to death, otherwise the girl will be harmed by him······"

At this time, a large number of cavalry were pouring out of the woods, which should have been empty, with a variety of weapons and armor, old and new. There were no flags, no slogans, so they silently rushed up and slashed at the baggage team that had just entered the door!

"Ear Cutting Army!"

"The Ear Cutting Army is here!"

The Han army, who was responsible for escorting the baggage, fled as if they knew the enemy. The "ear-cutting army" did not chase far away, but set fire to the baggage carts blocking the gate, forcing the Han army that was about to come out to meet the enemy.

I saw that a young general and a young general in the "Ear Cutting Army" waved his hand, and countless rockets were shot into the baggage station, and in less than a moment, they burst into flames!

"Withdraw!" The young general gave the order, turned the horse's head, and the sergeants also retreated like a tide.

Come as fast as you go. When the Han troops in the station chased out from the other camp gates, where could they still see the enemy?

This team, known as the "Ear Cutting Army", is a Liang army led by Zhang Jun!

In the past month, Zhang Jun has led the team to sleep in the open air, climb the ice and lie in the snow, and have been circling in the hinterland of Qinzhou in the Xiongnu and Han Kingdoms.

Because he used the enemy's ears as a proof of rewarding meritorious deeds, Liang Jun's behavior of cutting off his ears was simply obsessed. At the same time, this also left a great psychological shadow on the soldiers of the Xiongnu and Han States. Gradually, some rumors spread that these Liang Jun who specialized in cutting off their ears were actually not people, but devils sent by Changshengtian to punish people who disrespected God.

Even some small military stations quietly enshrined ear-shaped utensils, begging those demons not to come to the door in the middle of the night and cut off their ears.

Now the soldiers and horses under Zhang Jun are no longer what they used to be. Although they looked tattered and like savages, they were actually deliberately done by Zhang Jun. In an extremely harsh and stressful environment, in addition to promising good fields, it is also necessary to stimulate their animal nature. Only by becoming a beast can you be brave and move forward without fear of death.

In fact, Zhang's strategy has yielded good results. He first kept sneaking up on small groups of Hun rangers, so that these timid farmers with steel knives in their hands could build up their self-confidence; In the interval between stopping and trimming, he told the soldiers about the heroic deeds of the Han family sons and daughters of the past dynasties to drive out the Hulu.

Military life was already very boring, and the soldiers were particularly interested in the stories told by Zhang Jun. The old pawns are not easily incited, but the younger soldiers are often thrilled when they hear the story.

After this operation, Zhang Jun retreated to the depths of the dense forest with his team and hid. Where there is war, there will be casualties. Although Zhang Jun tried his best to avoid the attrition of his troops, nearly 100 Guangwu disciples remained in the land of the Xiongnu and Han kingdoms forever.

After several sergeants joined hands to bury a soldier who had unfortunately been shot in the throat by a stray arrow, they sat around the grave in silence. Zhang Jun also took all the generals to stand aside to see off the sacrificed brothers, which has become the rule of the whole building.

"An arrow was shot in the throat, and it was indeed a bit of bad luck······" Zhou Tong sighed.

"Since the lord of the building asked us to wear two layers of armor, there have been very few casualties among the brothers, but it is inevitable that we will die in battle······" Han Hu also said.

Zhang Jun led the army to constantly sneak attack the enemy army, and the capture was naturally rich. Although the iron armor of the Huns is not as good as that of the Liang army, since Liu Yao became emperor, he ordered the Han craftsmen who were captured to build it day and night, and now it is also very useful. Zhang Jun ordered that before every battle, as long as there was time, all soldiers should wear double layers of armor, and even big men like Hu Shuo should wear three layers of armor.

The purpose of this is naturally to minimize sacrifices, after all, Zhang Jun has nowhere to replenish the troops, and if he dies, he will have one less.

PS: Regarding the relationship between the Liangzhou regime and the Hao family, please read the following information, and Corn Wood has a long explanation.

1. Liu Dongsheng, "Research on the Hu and Hao Nationality in the Sixteen Kingdoms Period of the Western Jin Dynasty", (Ph.D. dissertation, Nankai University), supervised by Sun Liqun.

2. Xue Haibo, "The Existence of the Hu Regime in the North of the Sixteen Kingdoms in the Late Jin Dynasty and the Existence of the Han Hao Clan", Social Science Series, No. 1, 2009.

3. Liu Dongsheng, "The Political Situation of the Northern Hao Clans in the Sixteen Kingdoms Period", Yunnan Social Sciences, No. 5, 2012.

4. Chen Linguo, "Wubao Barrier and Han Dynasty Surname Hao Clan Economy in the Sixteen Kingdoms Period", Jinyang Academic Journal, No. 3, 2007.