The Great Slope Valley is located in the middle of the Altun Mountains and the Qilian Mountains, and from a distance, it looks like the same mountain range, which was cut off by a giant sword in this place.

To the west is the Altun Mountains, and to the east is the Qilian Mountains.

In the middle of it is a very wide, deep and huge canyon, like a wound of the earth, messy and fertile, hanging obliquely between the two mountain ranges.

There are 10,000-year-old glaciers on both mountain ranges, and two thousand years ago, the snow line here was still very low, and in spring and summer, snow water flowed everywhere, and finally converged at the bottom of the large sloping valley, becoming a river three or four zhang wide.

The river is murmuring and the snow-capped mountains are majestic.

The 1,200 Yulin orphans under Cao Xiang's command, like some straight spears, stood expressionlessly on the temporarily built pass city wall, looking coldly at the Qiang people who rushed up all over the mountains.

and the Huns, who rode war horses and followed closely behind the Qiang.

A wolf's tail Da Xu, in the early morning sun, slightly fluttering, under the big Xu, the gray-haired Hun evil king eyes are cold, and he doesn't look at the Qiang people who attack like sheep like ants, but looks at the pass city wall in the distance very seriously.

"Look, the biggest advantage of the Han Dynasty people is that they can build city walls and fortifications anytime and anywhere, which has caused a lot of trouble for our cavalry."

"But."

The king of Wanhu of the Huns then said: "This is also the biggest weakness of the Han Dynasty, a city wall, blocking my Hun cavalry, but also blocking their pace and courage to attack. ”

Several Huns next to him nodded one after another, and said with a smile: "We have fought with the Han Dynasty for hundreds of years, and those cowards will hide behind the strong city walls and release cold arrows to our warriors, and few people dare to come out to meet the enemy head-on, it is simply a group of shrunken kings, hahaha!" ”

"That is, those Han people are cowards, as long as the city is breached, whether they are officials or soldiers, they will run away one by one, and they will escape faster than rabbits......"

The Evil King glanced coldly at his subordinates, telling those people to quickly shut up, and they were silent one by one.

"How many times have I told you that when the golden eagle is foraging, it will not let down its vigilance just because the prey is a rabbit, and it will definitely strike with all its strength, and the blow will be fatal."

The evil king rebuked with some hatred: "In a sentence of the Han people, this is the eagle fighting the rabbit, and you must go all out, you guys, in addition to bending the bow and shooting arrows, riding horses and charging, can you have more brains?" ”

The Hun generals and pawn households nodded again and again, indicating that they understood.

The Evil King didn't bother to pay attention to them, turned his head and continued to look at the pass wall in the distance, and casually ordered: "When the Qiang people consume more than half, it is time for you to charge." ”

On horseback, the Huns hurriedly touched their chests with their hands and bowed down to promise: "Obey the king's orders!" ”

……

After being besieged by the Huns for more than ten days, Cao Xiang was already very angry, and he was anxious and irritable, and his sleep quality began to decline sharply recently, and he could only sleep for seven or eight hours a day.

Now, the Huns are attacking and disturbing their dreams, and they are even more angry.

He carried a spear upside down, and while climbing the wall of the pass, he cursed and cursed in his mouth: "Dog's day, attack early in the morning without breakfast, do you know how to enjoy life!" ”

When he landed on the pass, he looked around, only to see the roaring Qiang people all over the mountains, under the supervision of several teams of Hun cavalry, like a group of perverted old sheep, rushing wildly.

At the same time, those Qiang people were screaming and running wildly, and at the same time, they were holding the knife flowers, and they played the scimitars in their hands to the fullest, just like those juggling Hu people in Chang'an City.

No worries either.

Cao Xiang breathed a sigh of relief.

However, when he raised his eyes and looked into the distance, looking at the wolf's tail flag that covered the sky and the sun in the distance, as well as the dense Hun cavalry that could not be seen at a glance, the whole person was not good.

"Ma Dan, where did so many Huns come from?"

He sat down, let the two soldiers carry the water, and after washing his hands and faces, he glanced out, and began to curse again: "Yang Chuan is an eagle skin, and Huo Qu's illness is similar." ”

"The two of them were playing happily outside, but they let Ben Hou play some bullshit ambush."

"Well, hit the rabbit and let the rabbit kick a paw in the crotch."

"This mother's good egg hurts......"

The two Yulin military captains next to him were laughed at by this success, and one of them couldn't help but comfort: "Pingyang Hou, why don't you go down for breakfast, and let the brothers have a chance to earn military merits." ”

Cao Xiang waved his hand and scolded with a smile: "What you said on the dog day is good, everyone has attacked in a big way, Ben Hou is the main general hiding behind for breakfast, don't say that the brothers don't like it in their hearts, even my uncompetitive ancestor Cao Shen is estimated to be so angry that he will crawl out of the coffin and hammer me." ”

The crowd laughed.

The tension on the eve of the outbreak of the Great War was gone.

Look, this is Cao Xiang's ability, he is timid and timid when he fights, but speaking with one mouth can make the soldiers relax their minds and not make their nerves too tight......

Just as a few people were talking and laughing, the first batch of attacking Qiang people entered the 'range' of the Yulin Army.

Without Cao Xiang opening his mouth, a Yulin lieutenant waved the flag in his hand and shouted coldly: "The Yulin Army A battalion listens to the order!" ”

"Machine One, launch!"

With the sudden wave of the flag, after the pass, the twelve trebuchets suddenly exerted their strength, and the twelve round stones the size of a millstone were thrown high with a 'woo', and drew a very elegant curve in the air, swaying slowly, slowly, and throwing away into the distance.

Immediately after, without waiting for the first wave of stones to land, the flag in the captain's hand suddenly waved down again: "No. 2 machine, launch!" ”

"Unit Three, launch!"

"Four, launch!"

“……”

"Twelve, launch!"

The back rows of trebuchets fired one after another, throwing stones one by one, and the first rows began to nervously fill the stones, using winch ropes to connect the wooden sticks, ready to go.

From the city wall of the pass, looking condescendingly, it is nothing more than waves of boulders, swaying, slow, falling from the sky, at the moment of landing, three or four people can be smashed into flesh, not even a little blood splash;

Then, the cobblestone took advantage of the momentum and rolled up on the slope, rolling all the way down, and in the dense Qiang crowd, it ploughed out a series of bloody grooves......

There's nothing aesthetic about it.

But.

In the eyes of the Qiang people and the Huns, because it is from the perspective of the bottom up, the stones that flew over inexplicably were like a meteorite rain.

In the depths of the blue sky, a small black dot appeared out of thin air.

After one or two breaths, the small black dots grow larger.

It became a large black spot.

And then.

Well, basically no then.

Before they could react, those black spots suddenly became larger, enveloped in a heart-wrenching sound, and smashed down with a smashing of heads and faces, and many people were smashed into a puddle of mud before they could scream miserably.

Immediately afterwards, the huge round and rumbling stones, by the power of the downward slope, bounced up from the ground two or three feet, or seven or eight feet, and tumbled down the slope.

Thundered.

Thundered!

The earthquake trembled, and the dust flew.

Along the way, except for the frightened screams of the Qiang people and the wails before they died, there was only the dull and loud sound of huge rocks rumbling across the earth, which was so unpretentious.

"Withdraw!"

"Retreat!"

"The people of the Han Dynasty know how to demons!"

The Qiang people were frightened, turned around and ran, some people didn't even bother to pick up the knives in their hands, and they ran around for a while, and there was no arrogance and commotion when they charged before.

However, when they ran back a few hundred paces, they finally picked up a life in the rumbling of rocks, but in front of them was a rain of arrows from the Huns.

The Huns have never been soft on the Qiang people, the Di people, and the Hu people in the Western Regions who were conquered by them, and naturally they have no mercy.

On the battlefield, these people have always played the role of cannon fodder, in every big battle, they charge at the forefront, the battle damage is naturally extremely heavy, and even sometimes, a tragic frontal charge, some young warriors of the Qiang tribe, will not be left, all die.

Of course, the reason why they were willingly driven by the Huns and couldn't beat others was only one of the reasons.

The most important point is that after the Huns won the battle, when distributing the fruits of victory, they were extremely generous, whether it was the Huns, the Qiang people, the Di people, or the Hu people of the Western Regions, everyone's military merits were real, and the rewards were also real.

Gold, slaves, pastures, land, women, cattle, sheep, livestock, horses, Qiang warriors and Xiongnu warriors were treated exactly the same, and there was no difference between high and low......

Since you have enjoyed enough rights, you must fulfill enough obligations.

This is the simple logic of the steppe people.

Therefore, whenever they encountered this kind of situation where the Qiang people collapsed on all fronts, the Huns would not be relentless, and often shot them on the spot with a rain of arrows.

So, those Qiang people who escaped the catastrophe turned around and ran.

It seemed that the punishment of the Huns would give them strength, and these Qiang people, in the blink of an eye, came back to life with full blood, and once again turned into 'steppe warriors', playing with knives and flowers, and rushing forward with strange screams.

This scene made Cao Xiang on the wall of the pass dumbfounded.

"Heckling, there are really such sassy people in the world!"

Then, the goods suddenly laughed: "Who is that, Ji Wuving, let them come up and fight some more, Ben Hou hasn't seen enough just now." ”

The captain named 'Ji Invincible' couldn't help laughing, but he had no choice but to give an order to let those Qiang people get closer and fight again.

So, wave after wave of charges, scattered by wave after wave of stones.

There was no suspense, and those Qiang people were like headless flies, and they were knocked down by their master's random arrows, so they had to rush up the hillside again......

In this way, nearly 4,000 Qiang people were reduced by half.

The remaining more than a thousand people, after a few tosses, were already dead to ashes, like a flock of lambs in a storm, with demented eyes, running in a daze on the slope of the abandoned corpse.

To be honest, it's pitiful to look at......

"Next, it's time for the Huns to attack."

Yulin Military Academy Captain Ji Wushu turned his head to look at Cao Xiang and said with a smile: "Pingyang Hou Wanjin's body, don't take risks in the city, let's go and rest for a while, and wait for the good news of the brothers." ”

Cao Xiang probed out, glanced at the Huns who were as silent as iron in the distance, and couldn't help but shrink his neck: "My good man, this is too much, right?" ”

Ji Wushu nodded: "Roughly estimated, there are at least thirty thousand horses." ”

Cao Xiang sighed and looked up to the sky: "Yang Chuan once said, damn the doll cow is facing the sky, that's it, Benhou has been cautious for eighteen years, today, let those Huns also taste the means of the Han Pingyang Hou!" ”

After speaking, he laughed a few times.

Ji Wushu hesitated slightly: "Pingyang Hou, the Huns are not as good as the Qiang people, not only are they good at archery, but they have also learned a lot of our Han people's battle methods and siege techniques, which are extremely difficult......"

Cao Xiang waved his hand: "Isn't it just a group of beards who drink blood?" I'm scared! ”

The creature stood up, trying to shake up his clothes.

Unexpectedly, because he was covered with several layers of iron armor, leather armor and close-fitting silk armor, which added up to nearly 100 catties, he couldn't get up at all.

But it doesn't matter.

This kind of thing is not Ben Hou's forte, but Huo Quzhi's kind of vulgar martial arts, Cao Xiang is so self-deprecating, his face is full of indifference: "What, who will do me a favor, take a look at everything in Ben Hou's arms." ”

Ji Wushu hurriedly stepped forward: "The last general's wish...... Take. ”

Cao Xiang raised an arm with some difficulty and pointed to his bloated chest: "Under the fourth layer of armor, there is a deerskin bag, you can help Ben Hou take it out." ”

Ji Wushu confessed his guilt, and then stepped forward and stretched out his hand to search Cao Xiang's arms for a while.

"This?"

"Yes, that's it, open it and take a look."

"Well, it's a silk roll with words written on it."

"Show Benhou."

Cao Xiang took the silk silk and unfolded it with shaking hands, but saw that it was densely filled with words, and in addition, some lines were drawn, but it was a map.

"That's too complicated, isn't it?"

Cao Xiang carefully read Yang Chuan's 'Tricks', his face was excited, frustrated, and then disgusted, making his facial expression very exciting: "Hey, it's so simple? ”

After twenty or thirty breaths, Cao Xiang finally raised his head and casually handed the silk in his hand to Ji Wushu: "Implement it in accordance with the fourth and twenty-third plans of the general outline." ”

Ji Wuving looked confused, holding the roll of silk in his hand, his eyes widened for a while, and then he said: "Pingyang Hou, the last general...... The last will be illiterate......"

Cao Xiang was stunned for a moment, couldn't help laughing, and kicked Ji Wuxian's calf: "Let you read and write on weekdays, you guys always find excuses to dodge, look, when the book is used, you hate less, right?" ”

Ji is invincible: "Hahaha, as long as you can kill the enemy......"

Woooooo

Woowoo woo –

Suddenly.

A dull and desolate trumpet sounded.

At this moment, the Huns in the distance finally moved.

The twenty or thirty thousand horses pressed a large area and moved forward slowly, but there was not even a trace of noise.

The sound of hooves rumbles, and the sun is like fire.

The earth was silent.

The wind on the grassland also seemed to stagnate, and it only dared to whirl in the distance, bypassing this place of slaughter, and drifting into the distance like a smoke.

Compared with those arrogant and arrogant Qiang warriors, these Huns were silent, and there was no superfluous expression on their dark faces.

There is no sorrow, no joy, no fear.

Only one or two neighing and snorting of war horses made the momentum of a large number of Huns climb steadily, and finally, reach a peak.

War horses, began to accelerate......

(End of chapter)