Chapter Seventy-Five: Tuoba Looks South
At this time, Li Wuchen had already traveled ten miles with the troops, and beside him were Lin Changan and Wang Ji.
The sound of armor rubbing was very abrupt in the silent night, and the soldiers walked in small groups of ten, holding torches aloft like a long dragon, roaming the mountain paths.
They didn't have many troops, only about 5,000 people, but because of Lin Chang'an's relationship, they were all elite soldiers, so they could also use the strong walls of Rongbian City to temporarily resist the Beirong Iron Cavalry, waiting for the reinforcements in the Blood Huguan to arrive.
"My brother-in-law is going with the army for the first time, is he uncomfortable?"
Lin Changan stopped his horse and looked around, opened the water bladder hanging on the horse's back, took a sip, and turned his head to look at Li Wuchen.
Li Wuchen sniffed his nose lightly, and with his keen five senses, he instantly noticed that what Lin Chang'an's water bladder contained was a burning knife.
"It's quite a habit, and this is also thanks to the righteous brother for being willing to cut his love and give such a divine horse to Wuchen. ”
The name of the war horse he sat on was 'Qingyun', which means smooth march, its hair was gray, and its four hooves were unusually large, and it was like walking on such a rugged mountain road, as if walking on the ground, and he could not feel the slightest bump at all.
Lin Changan grinned, threw the water bladder in his hand to Li Wuchen, and said with a smile, "BMW gives heroes, it has been the same since ancient times, Beirong is bitter cold, don't freeze your body." ”
He dropped his voice, pointed to the water bladder, made a boo gesture, turned his horse's head, and drove away to chase the troops in front of him.
Li Wuchen opened the lid and sniffed it gently, the wine was fragrant, it was much better than the one he bought, and it must have been the treasures of the shopkeeper, and he was snatched back by Lin Changan.
took a sip, tightened his big, and after feeling a little chill, he breathed a long sigh of relief.
I have to say that the army that Lin Changan wants is really good, and under such difficult conditions, no one is left behind, which makes Li Wuchen a little thoughtful.
The quality of the Dayan army is complicated, although it is claimed that there are more than one million soldiers, but most of them are soldiers in charge of tuntian, and they are not of much use, and their real combat effectiveness may not be as good as those slightly burly peasants.
At present, this kind of troops, if you think that they will never exceed 100,000 in Dayan, these are all veterans of a hundred battles who have survived the killing field, ordinary soldiers, there should be no big problem with one enemy and two enemies.
Outside the boundary monument, in the tent that could not be seen at a glance, there was no smoke from the cooking, and countless strong men in simple leather armor gathered in front of a wooden fence, looking at the trembling Dayan women in the wooden fence with obscene eyes.
They had taken it from the nearby villages the previous night, including today's grain, the so-called two-legged sheep, from those villages.
They have never given up their ambitions, in the eyes of all the Beirong people, these so-called Dayan people are just a group of slightly more powerful prey, so under the leadership of the Tuoba family, if there is a plan to lead the troops south, it is a hundred responses, and the powerful cavalry of the major tribes in the grassland can be mobilized at any time.
"How, Brother Tuoba, do you want to choose a few first?"
A rough mine sound sounded, it was a burly man eight feet tall, his name was Man Yanlie, and he was also the largest force in this southern invasion, the Tatar tribe.
And he asked a young man who was slightly thinner, but his muscles were very solid, and he was also the leader sent by the Tuoba family this time, Tuoba Nanwang.
Tuoba Nanwang shook his head, as the most noble family on the grassland, he naturally looked down on such a lowly Yanren, for him, only the golden saint of the Hu family was qualified to match him.
Seeing that Tuoba Nanwang had no intention of intervening, Yan Lie laughed and waved his big hand, and the wooden fence was opened, and the group of Beirong people who were wandering outside poured into it with excited cheers.
This group of people has no order at all, relying on their strong muscles and strong iron fists, in this crowd, snatching their own Dayan women.
The sound of cries, fights, and torn clothes came and went.
It is a place where there is no order, everything is carried out by the most primitive laws, and only the most powerful people are qualified to have the most beautiful women.
Tuoba Nanwang looked at everything in front of him with a fierce smile, they needed this kind of fierce troops, and they also needed this way to tell this group of warriors that only with long knives and force could they have more slaves, cattle and sheep.
Under the temptation again and again, the Beirong people knew in their hearts that the emperor of Dayan was not completely confused, so this time, just for plundering, all the places they passed through were completely turned into ruins, and with the existence of that group of conservative Wenzong, they could live in peace year after year, and no longer need to worry about when there will be emperors like Yan Taizu, and they will send troops to the north desperately.
Yan Lie beckoned Tuoba Nan to look into his military tent, where ten beautiful Dayan women were kneeling, dressed in thin veil and delicate buns, although their faces were stained with tears, they had to grovel to them.
Yesterday's overnight training made them understand what pain is, so they didn't dare to disobey this group of Beirong people.
Man Yan Lie looked at this group of women, looked at Tuoba Nanwang with great satisfaction, and laughed, "This is the most beautiful Dayan woman presented by my subordinates yesterday, and today I will let them come to drink for us." ”
In the center of the tent was a piece of mutton that had been roasted, charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and piece after piece of meat was divided into a silver plate for two.
Tuoba Nanwang glanced at the dancing Dayan woman in the tent with some disgust, lifted a handful of bends, and after decomposing a piece of mutton and stuffing it into his mouth, he waved his hand and beckoned a Dayan woman to his side.
Man Yan Lie looked at Tuoba Nanwang with some curiosity, he had given him the opportunity to choose first, but he gave up, but at this time, he had to pass another one, as a man, Man Yan Lie began to look at the other party with an ambiguous look.
The woman didn't dare to refuse, she lowered her head and slowly walked to Tuoba Nanwang's body and knelt down, her attitude was respectful, her body trembled slightly, she didn't know what happened to her, but at this moment, in front of life, she was willing to do anything.
Tuoba Nanwang sneered, grabbed the other party's hair, and lifted it up.
The woman's pretty face was full of fear, but she resisted the pain and tried her best to smile flatteringly.
Tuoba Nanwang glanced at Man Yan Lie, and the long knife in his left hand slashed through.
A splattered of blood like a fountain and splashed all over his face.
But he didn't dislike it at all, and put his mouth close to the neck of the woman who was already white-faced, completely lost in blood, and after sucking a mouthful of her blood, he threw it aside, like garbage.