Chapter Thirty-Seven: Just Doing Something
The large tent in the south courtyard is also a felt tent (similar to a yurt), it has a circular appearance, the top is conical, the surrounding wall is cylindrical, the side walls are divided into several pieces, the top and four walls of the tent are covered or surrounded by felt, and fixed with ropes.
There are also small felt tents around it, surrounding the large tent in the south courtyard.
Lu Chen hid on the back of the small felt tent, where he carried a candle flame and peeked into the surrounding defenses, the road of each small felt tent could lead to the south courtyard, and at the same time, there were two guards standing at the entrance of each south courtyard, followed by Xianbei guards patrolling around.
Xianbei Janissaries
Class: Unknown
Strength: Unknown
Weapons: Horse Lance (Cavalry Spear)
Seeing the unobservable data, Lu Chen still had a retreat in his heart, how could there be such a soldier in this kind of place, it was just like a bug in the Three Kingdoms, with the progress of the game at the moment, he would not be able to kill such a soldier no matter what.
However, he didn't come to kill people, he just came to do something.
The task he got from Gongsun Zhan was to go to Mole Nanting to make trouble, and this kind of arduous task fell on him.
But the rewards are just as huge.
As long as he completes the task, he can get a thousand taels of gold, the official position of General Anbei, as well as a reward of 3,000 for military merit and 300 for fame.
Gold 1,000 taels is equal to 10 million copper coins, gold is a hard commodity, this thing is best to be a large number of tun, how many tun can be.
General Anbei was a six-rank official, and in the official system of the Han Dynasty, the six-rank general was the beginning of the military attachΓ©.
The calculation of military merit is based on the statistics of foreign heads, one pawn is killed, one military merit is added, and the generals and soldiers under the command of the lord player are also counted on the lord's head.
Kill the enemy at the level of Dubo, add 10 for military merit, add 100 for killing the enemy, add 100 for military merit, and add 1,000 for killing the enemy's general.
The rewards for military merit are strict, and you can also get military merit by completing the task, but the difficulty of the task is generally high.
Like now.
Disrupt the enemy's rear and force Xianbei to retreat.
This kind of difficult task is really difficult for Lu Chen, who only has a small town, Nanting now has 20,000 super soldiers and 3,000 invincible guards, even if all the troops to resist Xianbei are transferred to him this time, he will not dare to go head-on.
So.
Under the joint planning of Lu Chen and Xu Rong, they carried out harassment strategies, first carrying out small-frequency abductions, then spreading after familiarizing themselves with the route, and finally completely grasping the enemy's movements, and began to disperse into dozens of squads to expand the area of the captives.
Until they began to send out large armies.
Then, Lu Chen and the others also finished capturing this village, capturing that village, anyway, where the enemy appeared, they avoided it, and specialized in places that were negligent in defense.
Eventually, it began to move on to other alliance tribes.
In desperation, the 40,000 army finally all started and left Nanting, and Lu Chen and the others had reached 40,000 herdsmen in this captivity, and they had been escorted back to Xingluo Town one after another, and it was a small part of Ayu's Beifu army who came to escort them.
At this time, the night is getting darker, the cool breeze is blowing, and a trace of cold is sweeping away, but Lu Chen still refuses to give up, he must do something in this Nanting, otherwise how to make Xianbei retreat.
There was only one way he could think of, igniting a fire.
Half ringing.
Before he could make a move, suddenly arrows with fire shot at the small felt tent on the periphery, and the buzzing fire blew with the cool breeze, becoming more and more intense, and the sound of sizzling and pulling directly covered the land dust.
Then.
Mole Nanting resounded with a burst of "Fire, fire!" The shouts.
A large number of guards and slaves of the South Court began to extinguish the fire, and the South Court began to be chaotic, but at this time, the guards of the South Court tent did not leave, which made Lu Chen fall into distress.
"Xu Rong, can you kill them?" He pointed to the guards outside the south courtyard and asked Xu Rongdao beside him.
Xu Rong replied solemnly: "It's not difficult. β
"Okay, let's wait in, if we can capture the leader of Nanting, this trip to Nanting will be completed." Lu Chen's face was as happy as he spoke, and he suddenly whispered as he walked forward.
Xu Rong wanted to say something, but saw that Lu Chen had already rushed forward with a silver spear in his hand.
Lu Chen still checked the other party's values, and the result was also unknown, it seems that these are all big guys, big guys who can't be messed with by themselves, but it doesn't mean that famous generals can't kill you.
Xu Rong bypassed the darkness, holding a long sword, and when he appeared, a sword slashed through the enemy's neck, and with a bang, the enemy's head had already landed.
The second one, too, had just reacted that Xu Rong had already killed him.
I have to say that a famous general is a famous general.
Lu Chen looked at the two dead guards, and easily pocketed the scimitars in their hands.
He secretly opened the big tent and peeked in, the interior was very spacious, the floor was covered with plush cushions, and it was not Budugen who sat on it, it was the old man, he was resting with his eyes closed, and all the guards around him had gone to extinguish the fire.
This is a good opportunity.
Lu Chen carried the silver spear into the big tent, and slowly walked towards the old man on the seat, the other party looked a little old, but his momentum was not weaker than Xu Rong, wearing a plush hat and a tiger fur plush robe, but there was a long sword standing in his hand.
At this moment, the old man's long sword moved, and he suddenly opened his eyes and said lightly, "You guys are here." β
Lu Chen, who was surprised, looked at the old man and exhaled, turned back to Xu Rong and said helplessly: "Well, we were fooled." β
Suddenly, it was time to evacuate.
The old man stood up suddenly, and said coldly, "You just came here and want to leave?" Isn't it too rude. β
Sizzle.
Lu Chen gasped.
The old man walked over slowly, saw the costumes of Lu Chen and the others, and asked with a little surprise, "Are you Han?" β
He saw that Lu Chen did not reply.
"I thought it was the Huns, but I didn't expect you to be Han, I don't know if the two Han people kidnapped my herdsmen, but what's the matter? Could it be that the Han people also lacked slaves? The old man continued to squint his eyes and asked.
The old man's voice just fell.
Lu Chen didn't answer, and instantly came out of the big tent, but found that there was already a row of Praetorian Guards standing outside, and his face became desperate.
Xu Rong held a long sword in his hand, ready to rush up and shout, "Lord, you retreat first." β
Lu Chen was stunned for a moment, threw the silver spear to Xu Rong, and a dark cloud iron gall spear appeared in his hand, followed closely behind Xu Rong, and shouted for his cover posture: "If you want to withdraw, we will withdraw together." β
What kind of player to open, how can the famous general you just get lose it, even if you die, you have to fight hard.
The old man of the big tent had slowly appeared behind them, and beside him there was also a row of Xianbei guards, and he squinted his eyes and ordered faintly. "Capture them alive!"
"Father Khan, why don't you just order them to be killed? Wouldn't killing them settle the captives? The young man on the old man's side asked suspiciously.
The old man smiled faintly, shook his head and replied, "No, the living are more valuable than the dead. β
"Oh! What does Father Khan mean? But they are Han Chinese. β
The old man shook his head and looked at Lu Chen, who was about to be captured by the guards, and said lightly: "Whether it is a Han person or a Xianbei person, as long as you sincerely surrender, it is naturally desirable, they did not kill our herdsmen, which is different from other Han people, perhaps, with the help of the Han people, you can really step into the territory of the Han people." β
"Oh."
The young man Xianbei replied as if he didn't understand, and he also followed the old man to stare quietly, at the same time, the surrounding camp tents were still burning, and the other guards were organizing firefighting, and the two teams of guards here were enough.
Xu Rong was holding a silver spear and was dealing with the opponent's horse lance, although he had the spear, it was still a short cut after all, and he could only try his best to block the attack.
And there have been several wounds on Lu Chen's body.
Lu Chen secretly regretted in his heart, how could he be naΓ―ve to the head of the dignified South Court, and would make such a small mistake of negligence in defense, it turned out that people were obviously waiting for him.
I must have regarded Xianbei as Xiqiang.
But how can Xiqiang be compared with Xianbei, Xianbei in the Eastern Han Dynasty is simply a behemoth, and it is a race on a par with the Han Dynasty.
Now.
Lu Chen just wanted to get out of here.
The strength of the Praetorian Guard was too strong, and without Xu Rong's protection, Lu Chen would have died in Huangquan.
Xu Rong was also a little embarrassed at the moment, the so-called two fists are hard to beat four hands, and now there are so many guards, it is really impossible for him to deal with them.
And so on.
You can't run away from here.
When the old man saw that the other party was about to be taken down, he squinted his eyes and smiled faintly, not knowing what he was planning in his heart.
But.
That's when it happened.
A bow and arrow appeared out of nowhere, and with a whoosh, it hit the young Xianbei on the side of the old man, poof, and the young Xianbei stared at the arrow inserted in his chest with wide pupils, and his face was full of disbelief that in Xianbei's territory, he would be hit by an arrow.
Blood dripped to the ground.
When the old man reacted, he caught Xianbei, the young man who was about to fall, and immediately shouted: "Lian'er! Swift Messenger Hannu Healer! Just go! β
The guards behind him reacted and immediately went to order the Han healer slaves.
And at the same time.
The strange arrows from the hillside did not stop.
Another arrow.
The old man pulled out his sword and broke the arrow, and immediately shouted, "Kill me, kill them all!" β
Tick tock.
The sound of horses' hooves came, and when Xu Rong saw the incoming war horses coming, his face immediately showed joy, and he immediately rushed out of the way to protect Lu Chen, shouting: "Lord, go!" β
Lu Chen rushed out, and Xu Rong and Xu Rong each got on their horses.
Meantime.
A burst of arrows shot down the hillside, blocking the pursuing Xianbei guards.
The old man watched as the two of them fled, and at this moment the guards had already mounted their horses in pursuit, and he was eager to split the other in half.
The Han healer had arrived, and he immediately tore open the wound of the young Xianbei, picked out arrows, and applied medicine to stop the bleeding; Looking at the young Xianbei who was still breathing, he exhaled deeply, wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, and secretly said in his heart, fortunately, the arrow did not penetrate the body deeply, otherwise I am afraid that I would die here today.
The old man also saw that the young man was not in serious trouble, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
But thinking of Lu Chen and the two who fled, their hearts were still full of depressed expressions, and at the same time they were thinking, what was the purpose of the other party? Is it really as simple as disrupting the rear?
The old man really couldn't figure it out.
And Lu Chen and the others finally gathered a hundred-man squad of cavalry, and fled in a hurry, they did not flee to the camp, but to the east.
He didn't have time to think about who the group of archers who saved him were.
The 300 guards chasing after him were like dog skin plasters, and they couldn't shake them off, so they chased after them stiffly, not giving Lu Chen a chance to rest.
chased until the early hours of the morning, and the war horse under the crotch was about to fall.
How could the hundred-man cavalry of Lu Chen and others resist the 300 Praetorian Guards, this is really a dead end.
Then.
In the distance, there was another sound of horses' hooves.