From Chang'an City to Yanmen, there are generally two roads, one is to travel 500 miles to the northeast, cross the big river and enter Dai County; One went all the way north, crossed the big river into Shuofang, and then traveled hundreds of miles east.

After some careful consideration, Yang Chuan decided to cross the river in the north, directly cross the Yin Mountain, and then make a big circle on the grassland to reach Yanmen.

He is familiar with the Yin Mountains, and he is even more familiar with the grasslands.

"It's the turn of spring and summer, the water and grass are the most fertile, and the Xiongnu tribes are busy fattening their cattle, sheep and horses, as long as they avoid the rangers and those powerful tribes, there should be no problem."

After eating the 'longevity noodles', Yang Chuan's spirit gradually recovered, and he took out a sheepskin map and began to circle dots on it.

"The place where Dachangmen disappeared is one hundred and thirty miles away from Yanmen Pass, no matter east or west, he will enter Yinshan, and he should be fine with his ability."

"If you go all the way north into the vast grassland, you can't say for sure."

"Therefore, our search direction should not be in the Yanmen area, but should go over the Yin Mountain, directly enter the Mobei grassland, and then go back to search ......."

Yang Chuan made the benefits and disadvantages clear, Cao Xiang and Huo Qubing agreed, and wrote a secret letter about this action plan, and asked the foolish eagle to send it to Chang'an City first.

After all, this is also a relatively special 'military operation', and the emperor should be told anyway.

At the same time, Yang Chuan summoned Liu Man, Naren Tuoya, and Zhang Anshi, entrusted the three of them with full authority to handle the affairs of the family, and assigned some homework.

So, twenty days later.

……

North of Yinshan Mountain, through a hundred and ten miles wide Gobi and desert, you will arrive at the Mobei grassland.

Two thousand years ago, in Mobei, the water and grass were very fertile, especially in early summer, one after another heavy rains brought the most precious gifts of the year to this land.

Water, rainwater.

On the vast grassland, misty rain and misty, a summer rain fell for two days and one night, and almost all ditches and low-lying areas had the sound of 'lala' water.

Then, this rainwater collects and forms streams, which in some ravines and valleys converge into criss-crossing rivers, and 'rumble' into the distance.

The grass is green, and the wildflowers are scattered.

Looking at a smooth grassland, when the horse's hooves step on it, it will sink half a foot into it, making the sound of 'kuchua', which makes people so irritable.

"Yang Chuan, where are we now?"

"Yes, this smoke and rain are misty, Benhou can't tell the difference between the southeast and the northwest."

On a leeward sunny hillside, Yang Chuan, Huo Quzhi, Cao Xiang, Tangyi's father and others nested in several tents and had slept several times, but the rain did not stop for a long time.

Yang Chuan lifted the curtain, looked up and observed the sky for a while, then turned his head and ordered: "Uncle Tangyi, in the evening, this rain should stop;

In this way, at dawn tomorrow, you will be able to ride on horseback on the grass, so you will take the eagle and set off first, and make your way all the way to the north.

Remember, when encountering Xiongnu rangers and relatively large tribes, you must hide your tracks, do not use your hands, and leave marks along the way. ”

Cousin's father nodded and strode out of the tent.

Yang Chuan stood at the door of the tent for a long time, looking at the misty grassland in the smoke and rain, breathing in the moist and fresh air, and his face gradually became comfortable.

"Huo Quai, Cao Xiang, let's do a big deal this time," Yang Chuan turned around and said with a smile: "The location we are in now is more than three hundred miles north of Lucheng;

All the way to the north, is the curtain, northeast, is the territory of King Zuoxian, all the way to the west, you will arrive at the Juyanhai area, can directly lead to the Western Regions;

Do you know what's good about the Great Curtain? ”

Cao Xiang looked confused, and muttered: "Where this bird doesn't, there's a good thing for a fart......"

Huo Quzhi stood up violently, and his eyes were full of joy: "You mean, Dragon City?" ”

Yang Chuan nodded and chuckled, took out a roll of sheepskin from his arms and spread it out, and pointed to a position where the 'X' was played: "Look, this is the Dragon City where the Xiongnu Royal Court is located, the last battle of Dragon City, my father-in-law and their long-distance raid, stole the Dragon City, and hurt the Huns;

Now, there should be a lot of big tribes around Dragon City to defend their royal court, this is an opportunity. ”

Cao Xiang was still staring at him, and shouted: "Since people are on guard, it's still a chance for fart!" ”

Huo Quzhi squatted down, one finger gently scratching and pointing on the sheepskin map, and the two developing eyebrows were tightly wrinkled.

He groaned for a long time, then suddenly slapped his thigh and said with a smile: "I think it's okay." ”

Yang Chuan nodded and said, "Then make a wave?" ”

Huo Quzhi nodded heavily: "Engage!" ”

Yang Chuan smiled and asked: "What should I do if the emperor investigates it afterwards?" After all, we came out to look for Da Nagato. ”

Huo Quzhi said proudly: "The general will be outside, and the king's life will not be affected." ”

Yang Chuan said: "Okay." ”

Cao Xiang...... Well, slightly.

……

At dawn the next day, Tangyi's father and others set off first.

This time, Yang Chuan didn't bring the Yulin orphans, but brought his cousin's father, thirty and a half sons, and a lot of useless gadgets.

This made Huo Quzhi and Cao Xiang very puzzled, and there were even some less fierce disputes on the way.

However, after entering the vast grassland, the performance of Tangyi's father and the thirty skinny monkey-like teenagers surprised the two of them, and only then did they understand Yang Chuan's thoughts.

Whether it is looking for water, hunting for food, searching for those scattered Xiongnu tribes, or arranging daily life, Tangyi's father and those half-grown sons are better than Yang Chuan, and they seem to have returned to their own territory.

Of course, this is true for my cousin.

If you want to survive on the grassland, you must learn to respect the grassland and nature, and in this regard, Tangyi's father is undoubtedly the best person in their team.

Half an hour later, the sun rose.

After the rain, the sky is clear, and the red sun is as new.

Yang Chuan and Sister Leopard walked out of the tent, moved their muscles a few times, yawned loudly, and felt refreshed, so they took out the little cricket and sprinkled a big bubble of urine on the red sun.

In the early morning of the grassland, the temperature is very low, and even in early summer, it is still a little cold, and the hot air from the mouth and nose will turn into a cloud of white mist, which feels like swallowing clouds and spitting fog.

Cao Xiang was still sleeping in the tent.

Huo Quai's illness had already gotten up, and he was feeding the war horses in a simple horse shed next to the tent; Hearing Yang Chuan walk out of the tent, he turned around and scolded: "You have peed your hands, remember to wash them when you cook later." ”

Yang Chuan laughed: "Yes, yes, as the commander of the field battalion, I am quite familiar with the food hygiene regulations." ”

Huo Quzhi frowned and said: "Yang Chuan, I think your words are very reasonable, don't eat the meat if it's not cooked, don't drink it if the water is not boiled, this will reduce the possibility of the soldiers being contaminated with diseases;

You see, this war horse is the same, a few days ago I didn't listen to your advice, let the clouds eat the dewy grass, for several days were bloated and thin, and fed dry feed for several days in a row, and then it got better......"

Yang Chuan nodded, and said gently: "Whether it is a human or an animal, there is a truth, do you know why the life expectancy of the Huns is generally lower than that of the Central Plains, and the life expectancy of the people in the poor countryside is much lower than that of the people of Chang'an City?"

It's all a consequence of eating habits;

At the same time, do you know why the physique of the Huns was stronger than that of the Central Plains? Go to the disease, don't listen to some people's nonsense, saying that people grew up eating raw meat, so they look stronger;

As long as those Yulin orphans in our field camp strictly abide by the recipes I formulated, within three or five years, their bodies and bones will definitely catch up with the Huns, and they are not easy to get sick. ”

Huo Quzhi nodded, and went to serve those war horses again.

Yang Chuan is very satisfied with this, as long as this product can realize the importance of food safety, many things will be much easier to do in the future......

……

In this way, Yang Chuan and the others followed the marks left by their father, traveled all the way north, and gradually entered the hinterland of the grassland, and they were about to come to Dragon City.

On this day, the group came to an extremely barren pasture.

Yang Chuan asked a few stupid eagles to investigate first, and then led Huo Quzhi and Cao Xiang straight to a depression, and after half an hour, he saw seven or eight tents in the distance.

In the distant pasture, there were three to five hundred cattle and sheep, under the supervision of several Hun herdsmen, silently grazing.

"Go sick, take the school exam," Yang Chuan sat on horseback and pointed to the very dilapidated tents, "Look at this Hun tribe, what is the origin and condition?" ”

Huo Quzhi and Cao Xiang stretched their necks and looked at each other for a while.

Cao Xiang said solemnly: "There are many women and few men in this Hun tribe, so Benhou should go and comfort them......

Huo Quzhi glared at Cao Xiang, scolded a foul word, and then said: "This tribe should have been very large, at least under the account of the king of ten thousand households, but now it has fallen, the number of people is only thirty or fifty, and the cattle, sheep and horses are only five hundred. ”

Yang Chuan nodded and smiled with satisfaction: "Yes, I can give you a B." ”

Huo Quzhi was stunned and asked, "What do you mean?" ”

"I mean, your insight is very keen, enough to command eight hundred troops," Yang Chuan said with a meaningful smile: "However, you know too little about the Huns, or rather, the steppe people. ”

"The small tribe in front of me is not under the account of the king of ten thousand households, but the tribe that used to be the king of ten thousand households."

"Do you see the shepherds?"

"They sit on horseback, they can straighten their waists and poles, they are so poor that they are about to eat, but they are still proud of their demeanor, in order to maintain the demeanor of their Hun nobles, which is very rare."

"And you see the women, even if they are milking the cows, feeding the sheep, wheeping...... Wrong! ”

Yang Chuan's eyes widened suddenly, with a look of disbelief on his face, Huo Ran turned his head to look at Cao Xiang and Huo Quai: "Look carefully, look at those women!" ”

Huo Quzhi and Cao Xiang were a little surprised.

Since crossing the Yin Mountain into the Mobei grassland, Yang Chuan has always been tranquil, idle and quiet, as if he was touring the mountains and rivers and revisiting the old place.

This small tribe of the Huns can make him look great, which is indeed a little strange.

The two stretched their necks and carefully watched for more than a dozen breaths, but they never understood the essentials, and couldn't help but look at Yang Chuan in unison.

Yang Chuan was also watching.

He frowned, looked up at the stupid eagles in the sky, but looked sideways at Cao Xiang again: "Cao Xiang, as the Marquis of Pingyang, you should be quite familiar with the etiquette of the imperial court and the battle, don't you really see anything unusual?" ”

Listening to Yang Chuan's words, Huo Quzhi was still a little stunned.

Cao Xiang's eyes lit up, and he simply rode his horse forward for one or two hundred steps, put one hand on his forehead to cover the strong sunlight, and watched intently.

For a long time,

Cao Xiang's face gradually became solemn, and he whispered in his mouth: "Yang Chuan, go sick, I'm afraid we're in big trouble this time......"

(End of chapter)