"It is an exaggeration to take the head of the enemy general among the hosts, but it is an indisputable fact that the lord of the sarkhabe barbarians will be the one who will cut it himself. The elegant general took off his robe and wiped his sweat, "The eight-hundred-mile expedited fast horse is already on the way, and it won't be long before the civil and military forces of the Dayao Manchu Dynasty will know that there is a little dart master of the Jinzhou Wu and Dart Bureau who killed a barbarian lord." ”

"General, I didn't know that it was the lord of the barbarians, but when I saw that the man was about to run, I threw him with a knife, and I never thought that it would really have a surprising effect. Wei Changpan, who was also sweating profusely, didn't care about the etiquette and decency of the superiors and subordinates in the army, and his hand movements still kept moving, "It's just that I'm lucky." ”

"You don't have to be too humble, no matter how lucky you are, how many lords can kill barbarians?"

The guards in front of the general's tent were seduced by the fragrance coming from the tent, and occasionally turned their heads slightly to glance into the tent, and glimpsed the dignified Dayao Zheng Sipin military attaché, the young Jinzhou general, and the feudal official who held the authority of the soldiers and horses of Yizhou, was busy with a spatula in front of a big iron pot that the two of them couldn't hug together, and the fragrance became stronger.

"It's done. The general picked up a copper spoon and a silver bowl from the side, scooped a spoonful of milky white soup from the pot and poured it into the bowl and handed it to Wei Changpan, "Drink it while it's hot, drink it to warm up." ”

The smell of milk and ghee rushed to Wei Changpan's head, this kind of stuff boiled with tea, cow and goat milk and ghee, which was drunk by everyone from poor herdsmen to nobles in the grassland, but the ingredients were very different. In recent years, the caravans of the nobles on the steppe have also begun to buy large quantities of high-quality tea from the tea merchants of Dayao with their furs, and this expensive drink has given the nobles on the steppe a privilege that distinguishes them from the poor herdsmen.

But after all, the nobles who can spend so much money are very few, and cheap broken tea is still the most popular choice of the steppe people, especially as a lord, he is vigilantly aware that this extravagant atmosphere has gradually spread among the barbarians, which is a dangerous trend,

After a long time of comfort, the tiger wolf will be reduced to sheep to be slaughtered, and he will not be able to indulge his own tribe to degenerate at his hands, so he issued a death order to the nobles, and if anyone dares to buy a large amount of pleasure from the Yao people, that nobleman will be reduced to the lowest slave.

As for the Yao people's trade from the grasslands, they were nothing more than livestock and furs, and the diet of the barbarians who lived in pursuit of water and grass was so poor that they did not understand the way of cooking, and did not suit the taste of the Yao people.

But the kindness of a general is not something Wei Changpan can refuse, let alone a middle-aged man who looks quite easy-going and casual, and the smell is like the idlers in the town who were idle all day long and did not do their jobs.

Shouldn't the generals he thinks of be unsmiling and burly and solemn, making people feel awe when they watch from afar, and they can command thousands of people with a wave of their hands, and they dare not get close to them?

The whole bowl of milk tea was poured into his stomach, and he didn't put anything fishy when he stewed it before, Wei Changpan pinched his nose and didn't taste anything, but he just breathed a sigh of relief, and then found with a sad face that the tea bowl in front of him had been poured to the brim again.

"The barbarian's milk tea, you will get used to it after drinking too much, the blood here is too heavy, and you can't feel the fragrance of the tea when you drink the tea, which is inevitably a bit of a waste of tea. Song Zhiwen sat on the ground with a tea bowl in both hands, and drank milk tea in small sips, "Most barbarians can drink a bowl of such things every three or five times in winter, and ordinary herdsmen can't afford to buy much broken tea." ”

Wei Changpan's face was slightly red, and he felt a little ashamed, but Song Zhiwen, who was only wearing a shirt and a gray squirrel skin jacket, smiled again: "It's okay, the first time you drink this thing, you can endure it without spitting it out and swallowing it, and you are one of the few people." ”

"The army of the barbarians will be under the city of Yuancheng in less than ten days at the earliest, and the small divisions of the four major battalions of the prefectures and counties have been divided into the county towns and county towns of Jinju to garrison, and most of them will retreat into the city within three days. Song Zhiwen narrowed his eyes and warmed his hands with the heat from the silver bowl, "It is never wise to fight with the barbarian cavalry, and most of the soldiers and horses retreat into the city, which is a last resort, but it is also the best choice." ”

"Don't you understand why Ben is going to tell you this?" Song Zhiwen squinted his eyes and looked at the charcoal fire that was still dying under the iron pot, "Because you have made such great military achievements, it is not too much to be a captain, if the imperial court intends to use you as a model, maybe the title of young lieutenant in the history of this dynasty will have to be changed to the one surnamed Wei." ”

The flattered Wei Changpan didn't have time to say anything, but Song Zhiwen said indifferently: "But no matter what kind of official feats the imperial court gives you, as long as you are still a military attache under this general, you will never want to lead the troops to the battlefield, and the errand of a thought is related to the life and death of many people, and it is not something you can do well." ”

"General, if you can survive the battle without missing arms or legs, I am very content. Wei Changpan also learned from Song Zhiwen, squatting next to him with a silver bowl filled with piping hot milk tea, "Before you understand martial arts, you have to learn to lead soldiers, and it is taboo to be greedy and chew too much." ”

"It's great to understand this, but it doesn't exactly make you look good in the camp. ”

In the center of the military tent is a huge sand table, Jinju and the surrounding meticulous terrain is fully displayed on this square circle of the table, as well as the subordinates who have detected the military strength of the barbarians and the positions of the troops in each city and each pass, all of which are placed everywhere with small wooden men and small wooden horses, and the staff officers who have been silent in the corner of the military tent before are sent back with scouts, and many military intelligence letters with blood are also brought to move the position of the wooden men and wooden horses on the sand table.

"Although the cavalry field battle is far beyond the reach of Da Yao, but the siege has never been the barbarian's strength, the grassland barbarians broke through, and there are a considerable number of times in the annals, but if it is a large-scale siege and land grabbing, it can only be seen in the most powerful years of the barbarians, and it is often the time to change the dynasty when the military strength is weak, and it is a move to take advantage of the fire to rob. ”

"Dunmao is a hundred years or even a thousand years on the grassland, the Taiqi Gebu became the most powerful tribe on the grassland ten years after he succeeded to the monarch, in recent years, if it is not for the grassland every year is a year of famine, with the power of the Dunmao tribe, there is no possibility of unifying the grassland. ”

"Although one of the tribes is now the largest force on the grassland, the rest of the big tribes are not something he can swallow casually, so the alliance of the grassland tribes to the south is a last resort, after all, the territory of Dayao Prefecture, even if he is allowed to eat one of his people, be careful to break the belly. ”

Several busy staff officers saw that the general was explaining the current situation of the two sides to a nobody, and they all showed some surprised and inexplicable looks, if boiling milk tea together was a deliberate effort by the general to get close to his subordinates, then it took so much energy to talk to a young man who looked not very old, what kind of medicine was sold in this gourd?

The general has his own general's considerations, after Song Zhiwen took over as the general of Jinzhou, these staff officers have gone from being incomprehensible to his unique words and deeds from the beginning, to now being a little accustomed to it, these staff officers can see General Song tinkering with some new things every once in a while, personally making the barbarians eat, and sharpening those ugly wooden people with knives, and now they have begun to pull a subordinate to chatter at random?

One of these staff officers was not surprised, Zhang Ziwen knew the reason why the general and Wei Changpan talked about these things in detail, after all, what he was asked to do next, it would not work without making it clear.

"But this time the barbarians went south, unlike the previous fools who only took food and people to plunder, and the grasslands in the north could no longer support the barbarian population. Song Zhiwen raised his hand and made an analogy, "This grassland can only feed a population of six million, but after decades of recuperation on the grassland, there are already seven million people, the nobles are still eating lambs and drinking, and the slaves and herdsmen are starving to death." ”

"So there was going to be a war, seven million people, and two million people died. Song Zhiwen suddenly withdrew the two fingers that stretched out, "The rest of the people are what the grassland can feed." ”

Two fingers, two million people, like an insignificant speck of dust, blow lightly, and say no, it will be gone.

"The number of dead and wounded of our scouts was nearly a hundred, and they approached the barbarian camp and saw tall equipment covered with oilcloth, surrounded by heavy garrisons, which were used to siege the city. He took two unusual wooden objects from the sand table, "They learned about this technique somewhere, and with the help of skilled craftsmen, although they suddenly tried to hide it, we still found clues, and then we were able to find out the existence of these things." ”

"No matter how many such weapons there are and how powerful they are, this will always be a mortal threat to all the cities of Jinju. ”

Song Zhiwen said for a long time, and finally tired on the edge of the sand table, "The garrisons of various cities in Jinzhou are not enough to deal with such a threat, and if the city is broken carelessly, according to the practice of the barbarian march, after the city is broken, except for the children who are higher than the wheels, the city will be slaughtered." ”

Slaughtering the city, the smallest county town in Jinju is now crowded with tens of thousands of people....

"What does the general need me to do. Wei Changpan raised his head and looked directly into Song Zhiwen's eyes, looking at those dark eyes like ink, and with a little young man's round cheeks, Song Zhiwen began to ask himself, but he was still a child, and he was about to go to the battlefield of the two clans....

After all, I can't escape.

"Jinju's elite scouts and light cavalry have only left some seeds, and if they continue to fight, I am afraid that it will be difficult to become an establishment without three or five years. He gave Wei Changpan a great courtesy, "The warriors of Jinzhou will select fifty people, and you will take these fifty people and do everything you can to destroy those siege equipment." ”

What Song Zhiwen didn't say was that such a military march was dangerous, and most of the people who went would die for a lifetime.

After all, I still can't escape the fate of bringing people who shouldn't be on the battlefield to the battlefield.

"Good. Wei Changpan nodded, without the slightest hesitation, "I'll go." ”

The matter has come to this, and he cannot be allowed to shrink back.