"Pass my order, the rear army will be transferred to the front army, and I must block Tu Yu's gang of miscellaneous pieces!"

Speaking of this, Mao Dun paused in his tone.

"Those who dare to retreat will be killed, and their children will be sold into slavery!"

The surrounding tribal leaders couldn't help but look awe-inspiring, and their eyes were complicated.

The Xiongnu almost migrated this time.

In addition to the women and children who were protected in the middle, all the old people in the tribes who could move, climb on horseback, carry scimitars, and hold bows and arrows were among the rear army.

Among them, there are many old people who have retired from the army because of injuries or old age.

Maudun's order was undoubtedly to let them die.

But there was no objection.

At the moment of crisis, abandoning the old man and keeping the seeds of the tribe is already an unwritten tradition on the grassland, and the cruel living environment will always breed cruel survival laws, which is almost the instinct of the continuation of the race. Even if there is no war, in the years of famine, there will be old people in the clan, in the cold wind and howling night, lift the curtain of the tent, and go into the depths of the snow alone, in order to set aside an extra ration for the young people in the family.

Sure enough, get this order.

The old man in the rear army, without anyone making a noise, silently pulled out the scimitar on his waist and wiped it slowly.

Uncle Hutu, this year is sixty and three.

The three sons and one of the sons and daughters have all started a family, but the three sons have died in the battle with Tu Yu a few days ago, and only two grandsons are left, who are also in the migration procession.

At this time, he sat on horseback, slowly wiping the scimitar in his hand, the cold touch irritating his pores, making him trance-driven back to the scene of fighting with Lao Shan Yu everywhere in the past.

He turned his head and took one last look at the women and children in the center surrounded by Hun warriors.

He couldn't see his two grandchildren, but he knew that they were, so he felt more and more at ease. After thinking about it, he took off the sheepskin jacket on his body, took the scimitar in his hand, skillfully kneaded it into a long and tough rope, and then beckoned to his companions.

"Come, old fellow, do me a favor - tie me to my horse......"

Seeing that they were all looking at themselves in confusion, they grinned at each other.

"I've been strong all my life, and I can't die under someone else's hooves in the end......"

His old companion beside him was stunned, did not speak again, leaned over, took the rope he had just kneaded with a sheepskin jacket, tied a knot, and then tied him to the horse's back, then climbed back on the horse's back, silently took off his jacket, and began to rub the rope as he did with each other.

Soon, more and more people began to join the ranks.

The moonlight is not very bright, and the mountains and rivers on both sides are like a giant beast with its mouth wide open. The old team, looking at the approaching torches, slowly straightened up their already rickety waists.

Urging the war horse, turning around on the spot, and then using his already thin arm, raised it high, desperately urging the war horse under the crotch, and some people simply stabbed the horse's ass with their backhand.

The horse let out a terrible neigh.

On horseback, no one spoke, and the whole team, like a silent torrent, collided head-on with the Tuyu tribe army behind.

The battle rang out at the moment of the charge.

"Let's go!"

Listening to the sound of fighting behind him, he didn't look back.

The army of the Huns accelerated again.

There is only one goal!

That is to cross the Baidao River and enter the territory of Great Qin!

As long as you enter the territory of Great Qin, you can get rid of the pursuit of the Tuyu tribe. As for the question of how to explain to Great Qin after entering the territory of Great Qin, it is better to solve it than facing Tu Yu's army.

After all, the Xiongnu and Great Qin were allies.

There is a moral sense of mutual assistance!

As long as you are willing to pay a sufficient price, there will always be a solution.

He had already thought about it, forcibly breaking through Bai Daochuan, and after entering Qin, as long as Tu Yu's army did not chase and kill, they would immediately gather the army on the spot, stay where they were, and ask Daqin for help.

Never give Daqin a chance to fall into the ground.

However, he didn't know that there was already a cloth bag in front of him, with a wide open mouth, waiting for him.

……

Xiang Yu, who was behind him, finally encountered the most tragic confrontation since the war with the Xiongnu tribes.

The team, which had lost their strong bodies, gave up their best game of mounted archery and went straight to the last charge of their lives.

The two armies collided without any fancy encounters!

At this time, personal bravery no longer has much significance, except for Zhao Ying or Xiang Yu's unconventional combat power, no one can stop this kind of hedging power.

The only way to deal was to raise the spear in his hand and urge the war horse under his crotch.

Hedge!

From the very beginning, the war entered its most tragic stage.

Xiang Yu probably didn't expect that the hardest battle between himself and the Huns was a confrontation with a group of veterans. But this did not affect his charge, and every time the smaller Heavenly Dragon Breaking City Halberd swung it, it would bring up a puff of blood mist.

Still invincible.

But this time, like a fish swimming against the current, he felt strong and tenacious resistance for the first time. These Huns, who looked old, were not afraid of death and ran straight into his halberd, not dodging or dodging.

No matter how fierce the old pawn is not afraid of death, he is always just an old pawn.

After the armies of the two sides collided together and lost the power of the initial impact, the contrast of strength between the two sides suddenly became prominent. The old limbs can't stop the battle-hardened elite of the Tuyu tribe after all.

Compared with the fighting, in the future, it was the frightened war horses that caused the most interference to Xiang Yu and others.

More than an hour later, when Xiang Yu led the people to finally cut off the last head of the enemy army and commanded his soldiers to clear the last obstacles, Mao Dun and the army finally arrived at the end of Baidaochuan.

However, before he could rush out of Bai Daochuan, he was desperate to find that there was already a silent army blocking his way.

Mortun: ......

……

Compared with Mao Dun, an unlucky child, Zhao Ying, who was far away on the bank of Yunmengze, was much easier.

Yunmengze in this period is different from the small lakes that are dotted and scattered in later generations and almost disappear, but it is still a magnificent Daze, with lakes connected and hundreds of miles in radius.

The Chi Road ordered by the First Emperor to be built did not get this turn, passing through Hengshan and turning north. On the contrary, in Huiji County, further south, there is a road that can lead directly to Langya and connect with Xianyang.

If Zhao Ying wanted to reach Changsha County, he had to stop here and take a boat instead.

In this regard, although the imperial court has already made arrangements, his marching speed is too fast, even if there is an edict from the imperial court, the official government here in Nanjun will not be able to mobilize enough ships for him for a while.

So, the army, just stopped.

Nanjun is the Jingzhou of the later generations, located on the south bank of the Han River, and the seat of governance is in the Jiangling of the later generations. For here, Zhao Ying came once in his later life, and personally went to the former site of Yingdi, the capital of Chu State, to see it once.

Of course, it was for Qu Yuan.

But Yingdu has already been destroyed in the war, and the Yingcheng that was built later is not the old site of the original Yingdu, which made him quite disappointed, but the local buckle meat and nine yellow cakes are worthy of the name of food, so he still remembers it vividly.

Zhao Ying's practice was not to let the army enter the city, so he was stationed on a bright slope ten miles outside the city.

And he, after the army settled down, he changed into his regular clothes, and took the Cone Gu, the Xiaoyaosheng brothers and sisters, and the reluctant Fan Zeng, and leisurely mixed into Jiangling City. And Zhang Liang was left by him to sit in the camp and help him coordinate the communication with Nanjun.

Before coming, Mi Ji asked him to pay tribute to his grandparents, and he naturally would not forget.

But he also didn't want to make a big fuss.

After all, as the eldest grandson of the emperor, his every move represents the imperial court, and it is always a little inconvenient to rush to worship the royal family of Chu State.

Compared with the lively and prosperous Xianyang, Jiangling at this time, although it is the county seat of Nanjun, is still dilapidated like a backward village, and there is no trace of the bustling and prosperous shadow of later generations.

The pedestrians on the street are dressed in shabby clothes and have many dishes. Even if a group of them deliberately changed into regular clothes, in this city, it is still a little dazzling. It's just that many ill-intentioned eyes, after seeing him and Cone Gu's unusual height, silently withdrew their gaze again.

Zhao Ying didn't say anything, just observed silently, and felt a little emotion in his heart, this is still a county town, and it is already like this, he can't believe that those more remote villages will be what it will be.

"May I ask my husband, how to get to Wangshan......"

Zhao Ying walked around the city for a while and stopped an old man who was carrying two grass carp and was selling them along the street.

Hearing his question, the old man stopped, and a trace of undisguised disgust appeared on his dark face, and he interrogated in a dialect with a strong local accent.

"Qin people?"

This dialect is somewhat similar to the pronunciation of the Jiangling area in later generations, so although it sounds a little awkward, Zhao Ying can barely understand it, so he was slightly stunned at first, and then nodded with a smile.

"Get out—"

After the old man finished scolding, he immediately spat at his feet, and then picked up two grass carp and walked away.

Zhao Ying: ......

Although he didn't understand what the old man with the grass carp said, he could understand his movements, and he was immediately furious, and was about to rush up to teach the old man a lesson, but was grabbed by Zhao Ying's hand.

Zhao Ying tried to ask a few more times, but almost unexpectedly received cold eyes.

This is fortunate that he and Cone Gu are tall and big, otherwise they will be beaten if they don't get it.

After a circle, he suddenly understood the reason why most of the eyes around him had been full of hostility since he entered the city.

Because he is a Qin person.

And this is the hometown of Yingcheng!

The royal city of Chu is located.

The grievances between the state of Chu and the state of Qin have a long history. In particular, King Qin Zhaoxiang, under the banner of peace talks, deceived King Chu Huai to Wuguan, took the opportunity to take him to Xianyang and imprisoned, and led to the death of King Chu Huai after Qin, and the two sides became mortal enemies.

Chu Huai Wang Zi's coffin returned to Chu, and the people of Chu took pity on him, like a sad relative!

The people were outraged.

Later, the Qin army destroyed Chu and launched several major wars with the Chu State, and the people of Chu were filial piety, and almost every family died in the great war of the first emperor to unify the world.

Among them, especially in the vicinity of Yingdu.

Although it has been twelve years.

The blood hatred of the local people against the Qin people has not diminished in the slightest.

After thinking about this truth, Zhao Ying's mood became more and more heavy, at the beginning of the crossing, he thought that after the death of the first emperor, the reason why everyone rose up to attack it was only because the world was unified, and the original farming and warfare policy and military merit system of Great Qin had lost its usefulness, and the first emperor promoted counties and counties, advocating legalism, and excluded those scholars and doctors.

Thinking that as long as he carried out the imperial examination, gradually changed the system of employing people in the imperial court, accepted hundreds of schools for his own use, and then introduced the Great Qin storyteller system, and actively publicized the benefits of the First Emperor system to the people of the world, as well as the decrees of the imperial court, he would definitely be able to gradually change the perception of Great Qin in various places, so that this system would continue to continue its glory with the empire that far surpassed the later dynasties.

However, until this moment, he suddenly hesitated.

The time for Great Qin to conquer the world has been too long, and too many people have died on their respective battlefields because of this battle of unification. The common people may not care who became the emperor, but they will definitely care who killed their relatives.

Especially in this era of extreme respect for revenge and the blood of the common people.

Therefore, they don't care who wants to restore the country or not, as long as someone wants to overthrow the tyrannical Qin, they are willing to "win the grain and obey"!

Whoever is the emperor can be the emperor, but it can't be Qin!

Zhao Ying was a little silent.

If this situation appears in various parts of the Six Nations, how can I eliminate this hatred? It is no wonder that after the unification of Great Qin, the common people obviously got benefits, but in the end they still became the target of public criticism.

Zhao Ying was almost depressed, and it took a long time to get rid of this negative emotion and look at Fan Zeng on the side.

"This place is close to Yunmengze, with the benefits of mountains, rivers and lakes, why do these local people fall to such a point......

Although Fan Zeng didn't want to deal with the eldest grandson of the emperor who forcibly took him with him, he didn't dare not answer Zhao Ying's question.

"The benefits of mountains, rivers and lakes?"

Fan Zeng's gaze swept over the shabby-dressed crowd on the street and shook his head slightly.

"Your Highness is afraid that he has been in Xianyang for a long time, and he doesn't know the difficulties of these small people in the mountains and wilderness......"

"You-"

Seeing that this old thing was disrespectful, Cone Gu on the side couldn't help but stare at Fan Zeng, and was about to quarrel with Fan Zeng, but was glared back by Zhao Ying's eyes, and this thing could only close his mouth indignantly, but a pair of bull's eyes still stared at Fan Zeng from time to time.

Fan Zeng didn't care.

These days, he has figured out the temperament of this stupid big man, and knows that without Zhao Ying's order, this thing will not dare to move himself.

"In the mountains and wilderness, the land is barren and difficult to plant, as a result, the imperial court strictly prohibits the private possession of weapons, these Shengdou small people, even if they want to go into the mountains to hunt, there is no good way, only with a few shoddy earth bows, or a few firewood knives, what kind of prey can they hit?"

Zhao Ying nodded slightly.

He knew about this policy, and even he discussed it with the First Emperor.

However, the existence of this policy is still tacitly acquiesced.

(End of chapter)