Seeing that the army was marching out, but the field camp didn't even receive a fart task, Huo Qu was almost crying.

He wanted to return to Wei Qing's Chinese army tent several times, so he wanted to ask his uncle: Why do others have to go to war, but the No. A field camp can only see the scenery?

Yang Chuan couldn't hold back his laughter, and he couldn't pull it.

Obedient and obedient, Wei Qing even threw the token over, why is this stupid thing just a tendon?

As a result, Wei Qing heard Huo Qubing making a fuss outside the tent, he couldn't bear it anymore, opened the corner of the curtain of the big tent, and only said indifferently: "Huo Quai, if you make trouble again, I will tell the emperor about the matter between you and Cao Xiang's sister." ”

Huo Qu was deflated when he was sick, and he turned around and left without saying a word, and Yang Chuan almost couldn't catch up......

……

I have to say that Wei Qing is really a ruthless person.

This time, he set a trap on the Huns, pretending not to know Yi Zhixian's strategic intentions, and stuck in Lucheng for a month and a half; Once the time was ripe, he used thunder tactics again, and easily cut off the back road of the Huns, and wrapped more than 50,000 cavalry on the other side.

No, in the eyes of Yang Chuan, a chef, it is clearly a barbecued pork bun.

Moreover, it is also a standard 'Cantonese barbecued pork bun': Yanmen, Dingxiang, Yunzhong, Shanggu and even Shangjun near the north bank of the Great River are used as 'sauce sauce' to lure more than 50,000 main cavalry of Yizhixian into the hinterland of the Central Plains for hundreds of miles;

Then, the soldiers were divided into four routes, plus several armies such as Li Guang, Lu Bode, and Li Xi, and quickly cut and surrounded, and finally took advantage of the harsh weather of a heavy snowfall to chop it into a pile of minced meat;

After this fat 'stuffing' is surrounded and intercepted, it will definitely escape into Shuofang.

But at the same time, Wei Qing had already ordered Li Cai, the general of the light car, to seal the only passage to Mobei: the stone barrier.

In fact, there is no suspense in this big battle.

Therefore, Yang Chuan was very relaxed, returned to the tent in the field camp, took a hot bath, and played with Sister Leopard's family for more than half an hour, which made people call Huo Quai's fool.

"Yang Chuan, why are you stopping me?"

As soon as he entered the door, Huo Quzhi stared at the two Danfeng eyes and shouted loudly, as if he looked righteous and awe-inspiring: "Today, if you don't stop me, see if I don't rush to the big tent to ask a few words, why don't you let our field camp go to war!" ”

Yang Chuan watched Huo Quai's performance with a smile, and then said casually: "I didn't stop you, but as soon as your uncle said something about Cao Xiang's sister, why did you run away?" ”

Huo Qu was stunned, and suddenly laughed: "You guy, kidding you." ”

Yang Chuan smiled.

It's not bad, this guy's progress is very fast, and he almost has to learn how to talk nonsense without changing Cao Xiang's face.

"Yang Chuan, I see that the soldiers are making sleds, you don't really want everyone to see the scenery, right?"

The two laughed a few words, and Huo Quzhi suddenly said: "Also, my uncle threw us a token, but asked us to go to the north gate of Lucheng to see the scenery, what does this mean?" ”

Yang Chuan asked rhetorically: "What do you say?" ”

Huo Quai's sword frowned slightly, and asked hesitantly: "Could it be that the military order given to us is to go to Mobei?" ”

Yang Chuan nodded and smiled: "It's okay, it's not stupid to grandma's house." ”

Huo Quzhi's eyes widened, and he said angrily: "My grandmother's family, isn't it my uncle's family, that is, your Yang Chuan's family, what's the matter, don't accept it?" ”

Yang Chuan was stunned for two or three breaths, and couldn't help but smile: "Okay, okay, let's not climb the kinship, go sick, don't you want to fight with the Huns in winter?" Tomorrow at dawn, let's go.

The main force of Yizhi is now in the area of Yanmen, Yunzhong, and Shanggu, and the hinterland of the grassland is empty, so let's go in and make a small fortune and lead thousands of war horses back to Chang'an City. ”

Huo Qu was overjoyed when he was sick, and happily ran out to prepare the soldiers and horses......

……

Winter is suddenly coming, and a blizzard is coming.

The long winter on the Mobei grassland will make the life of some small tribes very difficult, and even, after a snowstorm, nearly one or two percent of the tribes will disappear from there.

No one cares about their life or death, just like in the Han Empire, no one cares about the life or death of the stateless savages, anyway, this person is like the pasture on the grassland and the crops in the field, extinguishing stubble after stubble, and the next spring, the wind and sun are still beautiful, and the spring flowers are blooming.

Moreover, because there were fewer tribes and some people died, the vacated pasture happened to be cheaper than other slightly larger tribes, and it became someone else's pasture.

Therefore, the small tribes of the Huns were more keen to raid southward, which was slightly different from the situation in the Han Empire.

In the Han Empire, the main force of the men involved in the conquest was the 'good family', and the head of the family generally had hundreds or thousands of acres of fertile land, and then, in order to win military merits and titles, they became the main force of the Han Empire's army.

At this point, the Qin and Han dynasties are basically the same.

But on the grassland, every time Da Shan recruited the men of the strings to start a big war, those royal nobles, the leaders of the big tribes, and their dogs and cubs rarely ran out to fight.

The most warlike, the most warlike, and the most murderous are the men of the small tribes.

Because, they were already very poor, and their lives were very hard, and their lives on the grassland desert were more difficult than cattle, sheep and livestock, so it was better to follow their Dadan to the south to plunder; Kill all the men of the Han people, and rob the cattle and sheep of the Han people, iron tools, grain and women, so that those Han people become very poor and live a very hard life, and live a more difficult life than cattle, sheep and livestock......

It's a very secret psychological code.

So, naturally, such a strange fact appeared: in the confrontation that lasted for hundreds or two thousand years, the soldiers of the Han Empire were proud, brave, and good at building and defending cities; The steppe people are ferocious and murderous, like bursts of violent hurricanes, they can beat you and fight to the death, and when they can't beat them, they turn around and leave, and they will not be entangled with the army of the Han Empire at all.

Thus, the Great Wall came into being.

In the current Han Empire, the only people who can notice this are about the 'Great Han God of War' like Wei Qing, who grew up from the lowest slaves, so when he fought with the Huns, he would not be like the previous generals, strictly defended and became the Great Wall of the Han Dynasty, but tried every means to go deep into the hinterland of the grassland, eliminate the main force of the Huns, and destroy their royal court, so as to achieve the immortal record of 'seven battles and seven victories'.

Therefore, Wei Qing's style of play is right.

By the way, there is also Huo Quai, this guy is more than his uncle, with 800 orphans in the forest can beat the Huns dizzy, and he is also the essence of grassland warfare.

'So, how can we fight the Huns more effectively?' ’

'How can we destroy the seed?' ’

Sitting on a horse-drawn sleigh, Yang Chuan wrapped himself in a mink robe, thinking wildly and looking drowsy......

"Yang Chuan, let's find a campsite," in the evening, Huo Quzhi caught up in a sleigh car, and said loudly: "Look at the sky, it is estimated that it will snow in the next two days, and the physical exertion of the war horse is too great, do you want to rest for two or three days?" ”

Yang Chuan glanced up at the sky, let the sled car stop slowly, and then turned his head to look at Huo Quai: "We can't rest, we have a tight time, and we must finish the work as soon as possible."

Before the end of the war on your uncle's side, we must evacuate the grassland and return to Chang'an City. ”

Huo Quzhi jumped off the sleigh, and stroked the body of the war horse with some distress: "We have been marching for seven days and nights, and everyone is fine, anyway, it is almost like sleeping, but this war horse has lost weight." ”

Yang Chuan also jumped off the sleigh.

He carefully checked the state of the war horse, nodded and said, "Well, since that's the case, let's start working." ”

Huo Quzhi was a little puzzled, and even held a bad breath in his heart.

What the hell is this Yang Chuan doing, this road is a rapid march, the war horses are tired, when passing through the tribes of the Huns, I just want everyone to take a detour, just draw a circle on a sheepskin, and mark it one by one......

"Let the brothers camp on the spot first, and wait for the news of Cui Jiu's old thief and Uncle Tangyi's father."

Yang Chuan ignored Huo Quai's complaints, and pointed to a leeward hillside not far away: "Just that place, set up a tent in the leeward place, and let the war horses be repaired......"

At this moment, there were a few agitated eagle sounds in the sky, but a certain old eagle flew back.

Yang Chuan took off half of the bamboo pipe from the stupid carving leg, after pulling out the plug, he took out a piece of silk silk from it, took a few breaths carefully, and suddenly smiled: "Let's go, let the brothers work harder, and go to eat meat and drink wine thirty-five miles away." ”

Huo Quzhi shouted with some dissatisfaction: "Yang Chuan, you don't feel sorry for the war horse, I'm still distressed, look at my stepping clouds, even if you don't pull a sled, now you are tired and lose a lot of weight!" ”

Yang Chuan laughed: "It's better to be tired and thin than to starve to death." ”

"Let's go, the feed for the war horses we bring is limited, we can save a few catties, we have to find a way to feed the war with war."

Huo Quzhi was a little unconvinced.

However, Yang Chuan, who was a dog, had already jumped on the sleigh, and with a whip of the 'horn', he galloped away into the distance......

……

That night, Yang Chuan, Huo Quzhi and others lived in a small tribe of the Huns.

In the tribe, young men and women went out to fight.

The remaining men had already been killed by Cui Jiu, Tangyi's father and others, and there were more than 200 women and children left, like a flock of lambs to the slaughter, curled up in a corner of the sheepfold, silent as some sheep dung eggs.

For women, children and children, Yang Chuan and others quickly reached an agreement: if they don't kill, let them fend for themselves.

Regarding Yang Chuan's proposal, even the ruthless Cui Jiu old thief acquiesced without saying a word.

War, in many cases, is a game between men, and there is a relationship with women, children and children. Although the Huns entered the hinterland of the Central Plains, they liked to slaughter women and children the most, and liked to strip them naked, and after venting their animal desires, they rode their horses and galloped them into sticky flesh.

However, it was difficult for the soldiers of the Han Empire to do such an act.

This may be the biggest difference between a 'good family' and a 'grass horse', right?

Yang Chuan himself can't say clearly, anyway, he just feels that some things can be done, and some things can't be done......

Eating the beef and mutton of the Huns, sleeping in the tents of the Huns...... Well, forget it, it's too dirty, it's too smelly, and the lice, bed bugs, and fleas on those broken sheepskin are terrifying to look at.

Therefore, they fed the war with war, ate the beef and mutton of the Huns, drove away the horses of the Huns, and did not take away any women and children, leaving them to fend for themselves.

This is the tone set by Yang Chuan for this 'sightseeing action'.

After traveling for more than 1,000 miles, they were finally able to eat a hot meal of hand-grasped mutton, and the soldiers of the field camp cheered.

Especially when they saw the more than 300 good horses of the Huns, one by one, little stars were about to pop up in their eyes.

These guys, under the influence of Huo Quzhi's 'Yu Lin Lang', have even more love for war horses than for little women......

"Yang Chuan, your method is good," Huo Quzhi grabbed three or four catties of mutton in one go, and the eyes of the two Danfeng were full of excitement, "Sleep well tonight and continue tomorrow!" ”

Yang Chuan shook his head and said, "No, hurry up and eat meat, and start pulling out immediately after eating." ”

Huo Quzhi's eyes widened and said, "Yang Chuan, are you crazy?" Our war horses are about to be overwhelmed! ”

Yang Chuan ignored the goods, but turned his head to look at Cui Jiu, who was silently eating mutton on the side: "Uncle Cui Jiu, how much forage does this tribe have?" ”

Cui Jiu slowly twitched his fingers a few times, and then said indifferently: "Let go of eating, it is estimated that it will not be able to support it for a month; Of course, if you take all the horses and eat them alive, this tribe still has a chance to live. ”

Yang Chuan nodded: "It's about the same as I estimated." ”

"Go to the sick, have eaten mutton, you go and feed all the horses, and by the way, slaughter a hundred lambs and we will take them away."

"Also, take away three days' worth of forage, and as for the rest...... Burn them all! ”

I feel unwell, I have a fever, and I can't bear it on the fourth day. . .

(End of chapter)