Chapter 509: The Lone Wolf of the Prairie

At the beginning of October, everything has already withered.

In the blue sky, a few white clouds move with the wind. In the vast grassland land, patches of shade were cast.

On the grassland, the dead grass that is one person tall rises and falls with the wind, like the waves of the vast sea. It's spectacular.

Hundreds of miles away, wisps of wolf smoke rose and dispersed with the wind.

Last night, there, there must have been a terrible massacre.

Zhanxiong lay on the dry grass, holding his head, looking at the swaying dry grass above his head, the palm-sized blue sky. Squint your eyes comfortably and enjoy the warm winter sun.

After leaving Da Zhou for a few months, when he set off, the Da Zhou military uniform he was wearing was already in tatters. At this time, except for a pair of rare things that could be identified as the shoes of the Great Zhou army, the rest of Zhanxiong were all dressed as Turks. Sheepskin jacket, melon shell hat. With a beard, his face was red from the sun, and his eyes flashed fiercely, he looked more like a Turkic than a Turk.

The cold wind howled in my ears, and the grass rustled. Occasionally, blades of grass fall and hit the face, and the soft feeling is comfortable.

"Boss Zhan, how many radishes are there?" After licking his lips, one of the animals next to him pushed Zhanxiong with his shoulder, and asked pitifully.

"No more!" Zhan Xiong snorted, spit out a grass branch in his mouth, looked at the air without squinting, and said with a hum.

"Oh!" The soldier was a little regretful, moved his body and retreated to the same place, followed the example of Zhanxiong, held his head, looked at the blue sky, and said longingly: "I don't know what year and month I can eat vegetables and drink a cup of strong tea!" ”

"Hey!" In the surrounding grass, the brothers of the Snow Wolf Camp, who were lying on the ground resting like a pile of dead people, sighed in unison after hearing the anticipation of their companions.

Zhanxiong turned his head, glanced at him, and thought for a while: "Can't pull it down again?" ”

"Okay!" The soldier was lying on the ground with his head in his hands, and after a hum, he moved his lips: "It's more difficult!" ”

Hearing this, Zhanxiong frowned, then turned over, secretly took out half of the dried radish from his arms, stretched out his tongue and licked it, and reluctantly withdrew his gaze. Then he turned around, as if he had discarded something that he did not want to see, and threw it to the soldier: "That's it, save some food!" ”

The soldier took it, put it to his mouth and licked it. Then he threw it back to Zhanxiong.

"Aren't you tougher?" Zhanxiong was defenseless, and was coldly smashed on the nose by this radish that should be better than a stone, picked up the radish that fell on his body, rubbed his nose, turned his head to look at the soldier, and asked puzzled.

"It's better to be difficult than to break the stream!" The soldier smiled, turned his head, blinked his eyes and said to Zhanxiong, "You've been out of flow for two days, haven't you?" ”

Zhanxiong turned his head, looked at the soldier, and asked confusedly, "Can you see it?" ”

"The face is all yellow!"

"Day!"

The Turkic steppe, the customs are very different from the interior. The people here are fierce and brave. For example, in the case of a large army charge, if the brother in front of him is injured and falls from his horse, the cavalry behind him often disdains the comrades in front of him who are screaming under the hooves of the horses, and often spurs and the horses rush over. As for whether the companions under the horse's hooves are dead or alive, then freedom and immortality are blessed. They can't control it.

This situation is placed in Da Zhou, which is simply incredible. In the Great Zhou, if a brother is injured, often the other brothers are desperate and have to save their comrades.

And the Turks are more like a pack of wolves, a pack of bloodthirsty and ruthless wolves. For their companions, they didn't care at all, they only saw the fragrant prey in front of them.

And then there's the crazy banditry of the Turks. Zhanxiong and they originally thought that the Turks were only targeting the people of the Great Zhou by robbing property and women. But in fact, in the steppe, between various tribes, this type of forcible seizure is not uncommon.

However, when it comes to robbery, the weaker side will always anticipate the opportunity and evacuate the valuables of the clan before the opposing army can sweep away. Several times, the big tribe poured out, but they returned in defeat.

However, there are occasional mistakes when those small tribes who are lucky will be served by others.

The belongings were taken captive, and the women were brought to justice on the spot by a group of hungry men. The screams resonated with screams and insults. Wandering on the steppe at the dawn of dawn, it endures.

Tsk, that scene is truly spectacular!

In addition to these, there is another thing, which is the diet of the Turks.

I think that when I first arrived in the grassland, a group of people in the Snow Wolf Camp had a great longing for barbecue, milk wine and other things on the grassland.

The mouth-watering barbecue meat, the golden fragrance, take a bite of mare's milk wine, a mouth full of oil and water, what a comfortable life.

Therefore, after robbing a few Turkic logistics brigades at the beginning, the brothers were like greedy wolves who had seen blood, and frantically grabbed milk wine and dried meat. At night, I also found a place where no one was, lit a fire, and roasted a whole sheep or something.

Every day, the brothers gathered around the fire, drank wine, sang songs, and lived a happy life.

This kind of heavenly and earthly life lasted for a month. Zhanxiong finally tragically discovered that after eating beef and mutton for a month, their physiological problems have become the biggest problem at present.

That is, if you eat too much meat, you can't pull it down.

Listening to the screams of the brothers in the grass every day, Zhan Xiong regretted that he did not listen to the words of the military advisor.

In the following days, Zhanxiong wanted to vomit when they saw meat. In order not to suffocate himself to death because of eating meat, and not to be ridiculed when the brothers go back. Since then, Zhanxiong has led the team and started the arduous journey of looking for vegetables and tea.

However, after several raids. They were disappointed to find that there were no vegetables. After asking those damn Turks, Zhanxiong and they learned that it turned out that cheap vegetables in Dazhou were a scarce thing in this place. It is difficult for ordinary people to eat it once. As for tea, that's even less to think about. I heard that except for the Turkic princes, the rest of the people could not see it.

Oh, what a curse!

However, there is a way that God rewards hard work. In the process of Zhanxiong's perseverance in robbing houses and houses, a month ago, less than 500 miles away from the Turkic royal court, they robbed a caravan that was delivering goods to the Turkic royal court.

After rummaging through all the goods, Zhanxiong, who was sweating profusely, finally found a small barrel of tea in a corner. I opened it and smelled it, well, it looks like it's still the dragon well in Jiangnan.

Later, the brothers found dried vegetables from other wagons in the caravan.

It was only at this time that the crisis of the snow wolf camp was solved.

However, after this incident. The Turkic court was deeply enraged by the damage to the majesty of the Great Turks. In the months that followed, the Turkic Khan sent a large force of troops and began to encircle and suppress this demonic Great Zhou army that haunted the hearts of the Turks.

In order to avoid the mad dog-like Turks, Zhanxiong took her snow wolf battalion to a game of hide and seek with tens of thousands of Turkic cavalry in the vast desert.

Now, two months have passed. The Turks, having lost their patience, have long since returned to the royal court. And the snow wolf battalion, which was surviving in the cracks, also breathed a sigh of relief.

However, after two days, the gang was idle again.

The wind and sand and barbecue on the grassland not only strengthened the physique of these guys, but also gradually sharpened a group of bloodthirsty devils.

So, last night, while a tribe was lax in its defenses. Zhanxiong took more than 100 people and took advantage of the night to touch in.

Just a few hours later, thousands of people in this tribe died.

After withdrawing from Baili Land overnight, Zhanxiong took his brothers and rested on this weedy mountain bag.

"Adin, how's the map going?" Zhanxiong turned over, turned his head, and looked at a soldier not far away with a handsome appearance and a slightly thin body.

Adin is a southerner, as if he is of some race. When I was a child, I read books for a few years and was literate and hyphenated. Later, when the family suffered a disaster, Adin, who had no food to eat, resolutely decided to put pen to paper. However, when the soldiers of the Snow Wolf Battalion talked about Adin's past, they would sneer at Adin's generosity when they talked about their pen. After listening very carefully, everyone laughed and teased Adin: "You kid is afraid of starving to death, so he became a soldier." What is for the country and the family, it's all bullshit! ”

Adin is emaciated, and his skills and tactics are somewhat lacking. Originally, with his quality, he would not have been able to enter the Snow Wolf Camp. But by chance, Zhanxiong discovered that this sour talent had attainments and talents that others could not achieve in identifying drawings and planning maps.

Often walking through a place, Adin can always draw everything on the ground on the drawings in a very short time. And the distance proportion, there is no difference.

With Adin by his side, it is equivalent to having an all-weather, high-precision living map.

In this way, Zhanxiong was extrajudicial and directly recruited Adin into the Snow Wolf Camp.

Along the way, if it weren't for Adin, it is estimated that a group of people in the Snow Wolf Camp would not know where to go.

Therefore, although Adin does not participate in direct battles, in the snow wolf camp, he is a fragrant bait that everyone strictly protects.

Along the way, Zhanxiong gave Adin the task of writing down the terrain of the places he had traveled and the precise locations of all the Turkic tribes he had encountered. and form a complete map of the march.

For three months, Zhanxiong ignored it. It wasn't until today that Zhanxiong took advantage of this free time to ask.

Counting the days, when he left Baoding, the time of the Great Zhou counterattack that Gongzi said to himself should be almost the same. It's time for this map to be delivered.

With the unpredictable means of the military division, coupled with this map, the imperial army will fight in the grassland when it enters the grassland, and it will be like a tiger with wings and unstoppable.

When Adin heard Zhan Boss Culture, he nodded and smiled, then took out a thick parchment roll from his arms and threw it to Zhanxiong.

"It's just baked, and it's still hot!" After coming to the north for many years, Adin also learned the unique speaking habits of northerners. As soon as you exit it, you will speak the authentic northern dialect.