Shuo Le is a member of the Shanjung tribe, he is about forty years old, but his face is already weathered, he is already old in the grassland, looking at the cattle and sheep in the distance, he now has to think about the livelihood of the people in the tribe, but now he has more things to think about.

Most of the young people in the tribe had already taken the only remaining horses in the tribe and followed the great king of Shanjung to conquer the Qin country, although he did not know where the Qin country was located, but he heard the old people of the tribe say that he only knew that it was a rich country.

The tribes living on the grassland don't know how big the territory of the Qin State is, nor do they know the sharpness of the iron armor of the Qin State, but for these nomads of the grassland, they are just a piece of fat in their mouths, and he has to throw away the reins in his hand If it weren't for him being too old, he would probably become a member of the expedition, thinking of the beautiful skin color of those Central Plains women, even he coveted it.

It was just thinking about the horse's hooves in the distance that softly shattered his reverie, the black armor of the sheep parted, the sharp long knife, was the last thing he saw, blood splattered, and the head flew, just how could such an elite cavalry be encountered in this place, this was the last thing left in Zole's mind.

The large brigade of cavalry that appeared from the hillside swept through the small tribe in an instant, and they did not meet any resistance.

This was the fifth tribe they had encountered, and as before, there was nothing left alive.

It was a strange cavalry, with no visible markings on their bodies, and thick cotton cloth wrapped under their hooves, and they numbered about a few hundred men, armed with the sharpest swords, halberds, and crossbows behind them, and each cavalryman was equipped with at least two tall horses.

Without any hesitation after eradicating this backwardness, they tried to bring the least things they could carry, and then marched into the distance without stopping.

So far, they have not been discovered by anyone, and even if they have been discovered, they have already become the souls of the dead under his sword, this is already located in the territory of Qishan, in other words, it is located in the northern grassland of Yan Kingdom, and no one knows that there is an elite cavalry here.

In front of this elite cavalry, however, was commanded by an old man dressed in ordinary cloth, the old man with white hair and beard, but in good spirits, riding on a tall warhorse with a sharp sword at his waist.

The order was forbidden, Li Mu looked at the elite cavalry behind him, he rarely saw such a disciplined cavalry, although Yan Guo had not lacked such an army before, but he always felt that the Zhao army was missing something? Now he knew that in this army he felt a rare tiger nature, if the Huns were hungry wolves, then this army was a fierce tiger, a tiger in a hundred battles.

As Meng Tian's deputy general and the commander of the Golden Fire Cavalry, Wang Qin actually rarely has a high opinion and reverence for a soldier, of course Meng Tian is one, and Li Mu in front of him is also one.

He was the general of the Qin State and the deputy commander of the elite Golden Fire Cavalry. He didn't understand the general's order, not only him, but even most of the Golden Fire Cavalry had the same resentment in their hearts, but the ace in the elite of the empire was an insult to them to let a general of an enemy country command.

Thinking of this, Wang Qin looked at the figure with white hair and beard, but to some extent still tall, and unconsciously felt admiration.

From the choice of route and the place where the camp was encamped in the past few days, it can be said that there were no flaws, and it was precisely because of his choice that no team had noticed their position in so many days, even some senior generals in the Qin army did not know, if it was a different person, I am afraid that they would not be able to do this operation so perfectly.

"Map."

Li Mu beckoned to this side.

Hearing this, Wang Qin hurriedly took out a sheepskin drawing from his bag.

Li Mu took the drawing in his hand, looked at the geographical location of Qishan Mountain marked on it, and then looked at a canyon located in the depths of the grassland, which showed that their marching route was completely arc.

Li Mu put the drawings back in Wang Chong's hand and said, "Order the army to rest here, and we will set off again when it gets dark." ”

Wang Qin's fingers paused suddenly, "Will... Army, in my opinion, this is already deep into the hinterland of the grassland, it is better for us to hurry up and believe that it will not take three days to reach the designated place. ”

"Nope." Li Mu refused.

"Day and night out is a plan that Meng Tian and I have already made and cannot be changed, and it is precisely because of this that we go hundreds of miles deep into the grassland without being detected by the enemy, otherwise do you think the Huns are all fools?"

Wang Qin didn't speak again, this was a plan that had been made a long time ago, and it could not be changed, he was just more worried about the battle at Yanmen Pass, they should have followed the general to charge into battle, but now they were trapped here.

Li Mu looked at the boundless grassland in the distance, sighed and said, "I only hope that your general can hold on for a little longer." ”