"General!"

"General!"

"General!"

On the official road in front of the temporary camp of the Yan army in Quang Ninh City.

Just when the people on both sides of the road were kneeling and howling to accuse the "Huns" of viciousness.

The old man in a white shirt with gray hair seemed to suddenly remember something.

With an excited face, he stood up from the ground.

led the big yellow ox beside him and ran straight towards the Yan army.

"General!"

"General!"

"Little Lao'er, can you exchange this ox in your hand for five Hun heads!"

"Three...... Three will do."

The old man in the Confucian shirt led the ox and stopped one step away from the Yan army.

With a nervous face, he looked at the Yan Zi Daxu that was clanging in the wind.

Scalpers in their hands.

It's already the best thing it can do.

It is also his last belongings.

If you can exchange the last belongings for three Hun heads.

Even if he dies of hunger, cold and poverty, he has no regrets between heaven and earth.

The old man in the Confucian shirt spoke in a square voice.

The people behind him instantly echoed loudly.

Some people are willing to spend the rest of their lives as cattle and horses in exchange.

Some people are willing to be slaves and slaves in the next life in exchange.

Some people are willing to give all their life savings in exchange.

And the things that everyone asks for are all Hun heads!

What kind of hatred is it?

How vicious is it?

Can the people of Quang Ninh City make such a decision?

For a while, all the soldiers of the Yan Army who heard this sentence gritted their teeth and held the blades in their hands stiffly.

Limited by the military law and military regulations engraved in their bones, the Yan soldiers could not make loud noises during the march.

I can't use the roar to vent the frustration in my heart.

However.

Even if the soldiers of the Yan army never responded to the people from beginning to end, not even a word.

But anyone with a discerning eye can see the long-suppressed monstrous anger in the hearts of the soldiers of the Yan Army.

And that endless monstrous anger is transforming into monstrous war intent with lightning speed.

Or maybe you can call that monstrous battle meaning monstrous morale!

Next to the Chinese army.

Xin Sixuan looked at Xu Yi beside him imperceptibly.

"Gong!"

"Stand still!"

Seeing Xu Yi nodded slightly.

Xin Sixuan, who understood it, immediately ordered the army to stop in place.

"Obey!"

When the herald Wang Jingbo heard this, he immediately clenched his fists and took the order.

The words fell.

Only more than ten breaths.

The Chinese military department sounded the piercing sound of gongs.

The moment the gong sounded.

The officers and men of the Chinese army marched three more steps in unison.

Then he paused and stepped off his horse, turned over and dismounted, and waited for the next military order to come.

Meanwhile.

Two or three hundred heralds were divided into three routes.

All the way to the front army.

All the way to the rear.

The last road stood in place, replacing the marching flag in his hand with a stop and waiting flag.

Then it was raised high and swayed from side to side with great regularity.

See this scene.

The people of Quang Ninh City on both sides of the road were first stunned, and then ecstatic.

The ecstasy was followed by an even louder kneeling and howling accusation.

Not much.

More than 5,000 soldiers of the Yan army all stopped in place, waiting for the next military order.

"Silence the gong!"

Xin Sixuan took the copper-skinned loudspeaker handed over by Wang Jingbo, and then ordered in a deep voice.

"Obey!"

When Wang Jingbo heard this, he immediately clenched his fists and took his life.

Then he gave an order: "The captain has an order! Silence the gong!"

"The captain has an order! Silence the gong!"

"The captain has an order! Silence the gong!"

His words and orders were passed through the mouths of the heralds.

Meanwhile.

The unusually sharp and piercing sound of gongs followed.

A group of people in Quang Ninh City, who knelt on the ground and howled and complained, heard the sound of gongs.

Although they didn't know what they meant, they all stopped howling and complaining.

More than a quarter of an hour later.

There was no longer a trace of crying and wailing on the official road that exceeded 10,000 figures.

"I am Xin Sixuan, the leading captain under the command of King Yan!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, listen to me!"

Xin Sixuan stood up from the stirrup in the iron armor of the marching cloth and the copper trumpet in his hand.

The moment he stood up, the guards beside him lifted up their spirits.

Eagle-like gazes continued to sweep over the people on both sides of the road.

The shocked crowd involuntarily raised their heads to look at Xin Sixuan, and the people lowered their heads again.

"You fathers and fellow villagers don't have to be like this."

"The Hun raid in the winter of the thirtieth year, I know, His Royal Highness King Yan knows even more!"

"Please rest assured, fellow villagers of Yandi!"

"This time, our army went to Mobei! There will be no mercy!"

"It will definitely make the Huns pay for their blood debts!"

"As for the kindness of your fathers and fellow villagers."

"My generation of all the soldiers has taken it!"

"As for the things of the laborers."

"The rice, grain, and poultry sent by the fathers and villagers before are enough."

"I also hope that all the fathers and fellow villagers will take care of their lives and wait for the victory of our army!"

Xin Sixuan put down the copper horn in his hand, and faced the people of Guangning City on both sides of the road with fists and saluted.

Then he landed on the horse's back again, and gave a deep order, "Let's go."

"Obey!" Wang Jingbo put away the copper trumpet, and then clenched his fists and said.

Not much.

More than 5,000 Yan soldiers and soldiers once again set foot on the trip out of the fortress.

Meanwhile.

What Xin Sixuan said just now was passed from the mouths of the people.

At a rapid speed, it spread on both sides of the road.

From today.

The people of Quang Ninh City, whether rich or poor, men and women, old and young.

They have developed the habit of reading the Tang newspaper or listening to others read the Tang newspaper.

.......

.......

Two days later, unitary time.

When the sunset quietly occupies half of the sky.

Xu Yi, Xin Sixuan and other more than 5,000 Yan soldiers marched to a small town.

The town here is called the town of Washmarin.

All the people living in it are military dependents.

After this town, it is more than ten miles.

You can reach the Northwest Great Wall of Yandi.

Cross the northwest Great Wall of Yandi and go another fifty miles.

It is the real desert land.

"Summons the generals."

"Immediately take local materials, set up camp, live and cook!"

Xin Sixuan stopped three miles away from Ximalin Town and ordered in a deep voice.

"Obey!"

When Wang Jingbo, the herald beside him, heard this, he immediately clenched his fists and took the order.

Immediately the military order was quickly transmitted.

Not much.

More than 5,000 Yan soldiers all turned over and dismounted.

Responsible for loggers logging trees.

The person in charge of the stone finder is looking for the stone.

The person in charge of digging the trench digs the trench.

Responsible for setting up tents, making fires and making meals, setting up tents, and making fires to make meals.

The division of labor among the various divisions is extremely clear.

A temporary but not simple camp quickly rose from the ground with a rapid momentum.

Just when more than 5,000 Yan soldiers were busy in an orderly manner.

Dozens of gray-haired old men came out of the town of Ximarin.

Walked straight towards the temporary camp where the Yan army had not yet landed.

He walked out of Ximalin Town two or three hundred steps.

was blocked by more than ten Yan army scouts.

After some negotiations.

The two horsemen suddenly turned their horses' heads and headed straight for the temporary camp that had not yet fully landed.

Not much.

The Yan scout Le Ma was in front of the temporary camp that had not yet fully landed.

News passed through his mouth, and it was transmitted layer by layer.

Finally, it was passed to the herald Wang Jingbo.

When Wang Jingbo heard the news, he immediately rushed to the big tent of the Chinese army.

"Report!"

Wang Jingbo stopped in front of the big tent of the Chinese army, and saluted with his fists in front of the big tent of the Chinese army.

"Enter."

"Yes."

Xin Sixuan agreed.

Wang Jingbo quickly stepped forward, opened the curtain and strode in.

"Captain Qi."

"Dozens of veterans of the Great Wall in Ximalin have come to ask to see them."

Wang Jingbo walked to the big tent of the Chinese army and leaned over to report with his fists hugged.

"Wash the old man of the Great Wall of Washing."

"Outside the Seychelles?"

Xin Sixuan, who was sitting at the head of the Chinese army's big tent, muttered a few words in a low voice.

Then he commanded, "Bring the leaders here."

"Obey!" When Wang Jingbo heard this, he leaned over and hugged his fists again.

Then he turned around and left quickly.

After Wang Jingbo's figure completely disappeared behind the Chinese army's tent.

Xin Sixuan got up slightly, and looked sideways at Xu Yi, who was sitting at the bottom left.

"I don't know what the prince thinks of this."

Xin Sixuan asked.

"The drunkard doesn't mean to drink."

"It's okay to see it."

Xu Yi groaned slightly, and then replied.

No matter which army.

The first thing to prepare when you go out on an expedition is the map.

Since the person who came is a veteran of the Great Wall, how can he not know about this?

......

......

More than a quarter of an hour later.

An old man with gray hair who was over Jiazi was led by Wang Jingbo to the outside of the Chinese army's tent.

Although it is already in its twilight years.

But his back is still straight.

It can be vaguely seen that he was tall and brave when he was young.

"Report!"

Wang Jingbo stopped outside the big tent of the Chinese army, leaned over and clenched his fists and asked for instructions.

"Enter."

After counting the interest, Xin Sixuan's voice of consent came from the tent.

"Yes."

Wang Jingbo leaned over again and hugged his fists and saluted.

Then he turned to look at the old man beside him, stretched out his hand and asked, "Please."

The old man of the Great Wall hugged his fists when he heard this.

Then he stepped in.

"The former Great Sima General Zhao Qing, under the command of General Zhao, the tiger and leopard riding Qu Chang Luo Cunyuan."

"I've seen the leading captain."

Luo Cun walked far to the big tent of the Chinese army, facing Xin Sixuan and clasping his fists and saluting.

The words fell.

The big tent of the Chinese army instantly fell into a dead silence.

Even Xu Yi.

After Luo Cunyuan reported to his home, he couldn't help lowering his eyelids.

"General Zhao's tiger and leopard ride long?"

After a full half a quarter of an hour, Xin Sixuan came back to his senses and said something to confirm.

"Exactly."

Luo Cunyuan replied neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"What can I prove?"

Xin Sixuan sat upright in the top position, his back straight, and his expression became more and more serious.

In the past, the great Sima general

The reason why Jun Zhao Qing was able to perform miraculous feats in the battle with the Xiongnu repeatedly.

In addition to because of its military prowess.

Also because he holds three trump cards in his hand.

First, the trapping camp formed by Zhao Qing.

Although the number of soldiers and horses in this battalion was only 3,000.

But every soldier in it was carefully selected by Zhao Qing from more than 100,000 Great Zhou soldiers.

Its combat power can be imagined.

It's a pity.

During the last battle of Mobei.

Except for the fifth leading captain of the trapped camp, Lou Daoyong, who narrowly escaped death.

The rest are buried in the desert north.

Second, Zhengde Dili defied public opinion, and spent countless efforts to accumulate the tiger and leopard cavalry heavy armored cavalry.

There were as many as 8,000 soldiers and horses in this battalion, and all of them were wearing heavy armor.

And Zhao Qing was in charge of 3,000 soldiers and horses out of the 8,000 tigers and leopards.

The rest of the military power is naturally in the hands of Emperor Zhengde.

The core purpose of Xu Yi's formation of the Xuanjia Battalion at the expense of his family wealth was to guard against the 5,000 tigers and leopards in the hands of Emperor Zhengde.

With Xu Yi's understanding of Emperor Zhengde.

Even though there has been no war for a long time.

He will never let the 5,000 tigers and leopards in his hands and heavy armored cavalry be wasted.

How powerful are the heavy cavalry.

Zhao Qingzhi, Emperor Zhengde, Xu Yizhi, and people of insight all over the world know!

As for the three thousand tiger and leopard cavalry heavy armored cavalry in Zhao Qing's hands.

Since the last great war in Mobei.

and disappeared completely.

I don't know if he died in the Mobei battlefield.

or returned to the hands of Emperor Zhengde.

After Xu Yi became a vassal, he ordered someone to secretly investigate the whereabouts of the three thousand tiger and leopard cavalry soldiers under Zhao Qing's command.

It's a pity that nothing was found.

It was as if the three thousand tiger and leopard cavalry and heavy armored cavalry under Zhao Qing had completely disappeared in the long river of history.

As for the third trump card in Zhao Qing's hand.

This trump card is not someone else.

It was Zhao Qing's third son, Zhao Fusheng.

is different from Zhao Qing's heavy army, but he has always fought steadily.

Zhao Fusheng likes to be radical the most.

However, they can always win more with less, and return with big victories.

It's a pity.

Originally, it was a rising star of the empire with an infinitely bright future.

In the end, it fell in the last battle of Mobei.

And the Qingyang lance that has witnessed its glory and fall.

Also in the final battle, it fell into the hands of the Huns.

Fortunately.

One of his subordinates is Li Shoushan's horse leader.

After going through many hardships and dangers, he finally escorted the Qingyang lance to his homeland.

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......

Inside the tent of the Chinese army in the temporary camp of the Yan army outside the washing Malin.

Hearing this, Luo Cunyuan took out a token from his bosom and immediately held it high.

"This thing proves it."

Luo Cunyuan held the token in his hand high and said aloud without humility or arrogance.

Hearing this, Xin Sixuan glanced sideways slightly at Xu Yi, who was sitting at the bottom left.

Xu Yi stood up in understanding.

Then he walked towards Luo Cunyuan.

He took the token from his hand.

After Xu Yi took the token in Luo Cunyuan's hand.

He turned straight and walked towards Xin Sixuan, who was sitting upright.

As he walked, Xu Yi looked at the token in his hand imperceptibly.

As far as the eye can see.

It can be seen that the token is engraved with the word Zhou of a dragon flying and a phoenix dancing.

The surrounding area is carved with a lifelike golden dragon pattern.

The back is carved with several lines of small characters in small seals.

"The tiger and leopard ride the T-shaped camp."

"Qu Chang Luo Cunyuan, Shanggu County is a Su person.

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"Eight feet six inches in body, with a national face, and a six-inch long beard."

"April system of the twelfth year of Zhengde."

After counting the interest.

Xu Yi walked to the side of the head.

When the hands are presented to Luo Cunyuan's identity token.

Blink your eyelids imperceptibly.

Although Xu Yi is also the first time to see the identity token of the tiger and leopard.

But when he was seven or eight years old, he pestered a tiger and leopard general with Yang Xian'an.

After stalking, the tiger and leopard cavalry general's armor, waist knife, identity token and even the general's seal were all touched by Xu Yi and Yang Xian'an.

In Xu Yi's memory, it was not only the generals of the tiger and leopard cavalry battalion who were tragically "poisoned" by the original body and Yang Xian'an at that time.

Later, there was another stalking, and the matter was completely exposed.

Xu Yi was originally imprisoned in the East Palace by the crown prince Xu An for several days.

It took several heavy scriptures to be copied before being released from the East Palace.

That's why.

The original memory of this incident is particularly profound.

As for the Tiger and Par Riding Battalion written in the identity token.

The 8,000 tiger and leopard cavalry heavy armored cavalry was divided into two battalions.

5,000 soldiers and horses are the tiger and leopard cavalry battalion, which is owned by Emperor Zhengde.

Three thousand soldiers and horses were the second battalion of the tiger and leopard cavalry, which was dispatched by Zhao Qing.