Just when Nanshan was rapidly farming and climbing technology to establish faith, other places were not idle.

Although the state of heavy snow and freezing in the north in winter is not suitable for large-scale troop gathering, the small-scale reconnaissance and probing will not affect it, and knowing that the old nest of the Wuhuan people has been raided and the back road has been completely cut off, some places near the border counties in western Liaoning have begun to prepare for the march of troops after the snow melts next year.

"Damn, it's these shitty spies again!"

Hidden in the Black Forest, the Wuhuan people looked at the squad of cavalry running through the snow from a distance, their eyes full of hatred.

What is called the last madness.

It's talking about the Wuhuan people who are currently stationed in Feiru.

Originally, they thought very well, thinking that they could reap enough benefits in the Han land by relying on the leading parties like Zhang Chun and Zhang Ju, and when the Han Dynasty reacted and retaliated, they could push these two out and use their heads to calm each other's anger in exchange for the conditions of surrender and forgiveness again. Anyway, as nomads who can't be beaten and can run, they can leave at any time, and those Han Dynasty troops can't take a great risk to go into the depths of the grassland in order to pursue them.

So, it's the perfect plan.

From the very beginning, the Wuhuan people were not prepared to resist to the end, but treated Zhang Chun and Zhang Ju as puppets and deliberately pushed them out. The funny thing is that these two fools didn't know it when they died, thinking that the Wuhuan people were really serving them as the master, one in vain called himself the "Son of Heaven", and the other named himself "General Mitian and the King of Stability", intending to be the king and hegemon in the border land.

However, the plan could not keep up with the changes, and no one expected that after sending back most of the looted things, their own base camp would be captured.

Today, they are not only homeless, but they are also facing an unprecedented and desperate situation.

Located in the west of Liaoning, Feiru is not a very rich place, more than 100,000 people gathered together, and it is the current cold and snowy, lack of food trapped environment, every day people eat horses and chew, it will be an astronomical amount, and the grain and grass they prepared before is simply not enough, if they do not recapture the nest as soon as possible after the snow melts in the spring of next year, everyone will starve to death.

As you can imagine, the current situation.

It's really scary.

All of them are worried about their future fate, and all the relatives who stayed in the nest have lost the news, and the nearly 100,000 Wuhuan people who have no worries are completely out of scruples, and they just want to vent their fear and anger in their hearts.

In just half a month, there have been countless firefights in Feiru City.

The Wuhuan people, who were in despair, had already killed the troops of Zhang Chun and Zhang Ju, who were the original backers, so as not to waste the little food left. Now, the heads of the two leading parties are hung at the gate of the city, as night pots. In addition to this, almost all the horseback archers were sent out, both to find food and to drive away the approaching Han Chinese to explore the outposts.

Liaoxi, where Feiru is located, is not far from Youbeiping, and once it is targeted by Gongsun Zhan's troops, it will be a maggot on the tarsal bone, even if the other party only harasses it slightly, it will greatly increase the time they spend on the road.

"Lord Wuzhu, shall we chase after it now?"

"Don't worry, with the golden eagles I raised, they can't run far, it's best to wait until we figure out their purpose, and then we will catch up and eat them in one bite!"

As the words in the forest fell, it could be seen that there was a small spot in the sky following the team of Han spies in the distance, and it was thousands of meters high that it was difficult for the naked eye to detect.

This is exactly the sharp weapon that the grassland tribes rely on to escape and track - the spirit beasts raised by the witches since childhood, very spiritual, able to understand some simple commands, and most of them are tigers, leopards, wolves, eagles and other fierce animals, not afraid of ordinary beast attacks, specially used to help their own side find the enemy in advance in the vast grassland.

Of course, there are limitations to this use, and it is impossible to distinguish the specific number of enemies.

However, if there are witches who can communicate with all things, they can directly perceive the memories of these spirit beasts through their spiritual power, making the entire battlefield environment one-way transparent. It can be said that in the ancient cold weapon war, this was an invincible means. Unless the other party fights with all their might, under normal circumstances, they don't want to wipe out all the nomadic tribes that have witches, but they can use the advantage of mobility to counter-kill the exhausted enemy.

(In reality, too, in ancient times, all nomads had the habit of raising eagles, just to be able to find the enemy in advance, causing the result of each battle to become a pursuit war, so, except that the weather and terrain are not suitable for pursuit, or the food is enough to keep chasing, otherwise, it is difficult for the Central Plains Dynasty to completely annihilate the nomads on a large-scale battlefield)

It's a pity that now these Wuhuan people who are hiding in the fat Wuhuan people don't quite believe the words of this Wu Zhu, and immediately retorted when they heard the words.

"Then why didn't our clansmen who stayed in Wuliao Mountain discover the Han army in advance?"

"This ....." Wu Zhu suddenly became speechless, the ghost knows how those Han people bypassed all the tribes on the road, it stands to reason that not long after entering the grassland, these people should be discovered by the tribe where Wu Zhu is stationed.

It can only be said that the times limited his imagination, not knowing that with telescopes, human eyesight would be better than birds flying in the air, and firearms, especially anti-aircraft runs, could shoot flying units above 10,000 meters.

Seeing that the respected Wu Zhu in the past was deflated, the others laughed out loud, their faces were crazy and distorted, obviously they didn't care if they would be discovered by the other party, all they wanted was to kill and vent to their heart's content.

Before the golden eagle flying in the sky came down to report what they saw, hundreds of Wuhuan cavalry hidden in the forest had already rushed out according to the killing intent in their hearts, and they followed the footprints left in the snow along the way, and soon found the small group of cavalry.

"There are only more than ten people, it's not enough to kill!"

The Wuhuan people who caught up complained dissatisfied.

However, the result of the battle was that hundreds of people on this side were killed cleanly, including the Wuhuan warriors who could defeat a hundred, and in the end, only Wu Zhu, who obviously did not have any actual combat effectiveness, was left.

At this time, he found out that all the people on the other side were riding white horses without a little variegation, which was also very rare in the entire grassland, and the most terrifying thing was that if one of them came out at random, he could be on par with the strongest Wuhuan warrior on his side.

They are white horse righteous servants....

Wu Zhu, who came back to his senses, suddenly remembered this formidable elite unit that was circulated in the border county, and the name of the person who led it was also about to come out.

"Tell Qiu Liju that I can let you go, but what I want, he will also leave it for me......"

Looking at the Wuhuan man who was already trembling in the snow, Gongsun Chan showed a chilling smile.