The Daqin Dynasty, which borders the grassland in the north, has constant wars on the border every year.

In the nineteenth year of Jingning, there was a heavy snowfall for five months, and the northern departments knew that many livestock froze to death without even thinking about it.

After the snow melts in spring, there is a protracted battle to be fought in all the big and small checkpoints in the north for two or three months.

When the heavy rain poured down on the grassland, the grassland riders who were eyeing the border also returned to the grassland.

The grassland tribes of herding horses and cattle continued to live in pursuit of water and grass, and at that time the grassland was green and oily, and it was a good time to give fat to the animals, receiving lambs, milking horses, and there were many things on the grassland.

The soldiers of the Central Plains counties also took advantage of the rainy season to reclaim the border tuntian, and after the horses injured in the war were brought back to the horse farm, they needed to breed the mares, and the foals born in the next year would be good on the battlefield in the future.

The eleven border passes have ensured the tranquility of the northern part of Daqin for more than 90 years, and the money and grain used on the border every year are the largest of the dynasty's financial expenditures.

Fortunately, Shushui County is located in a special area, and it has not been checked, otherwise it is located in the northern land of Shushui, where the five countries meet, and it will become a place where soldiers must fight, not to mention, maybe there will be several dense Xiongzhen passes.

The Xianbei tribes north of Pingshan and Lingshou counties have always been the number one enemy of the Daqin Dynasty.

Every year, there must be a grassland army Chen Bing to confront the defenders outside the Qiushui Pass, but Song Bailu, the king of Liang, doesn't care too much about this.

It's not that the Qiushui checkpoint is indestructible, just the 10,000 light horsemen who hunt outside the Pingshan border every year can enclose the northern border into an iron bucket.

Even if the Xianbei barbarians really plundered the territory, Song Bailu really didn't believe that the anti-wool thin horse that had survived all winter could outrun the light cavalry of the Eastern Emperor who was waiting for his leisure.

Song Bailu, who was standing at the end of the Ogilu Pass, looked north, and there was a vast withered grass everywhere he looked, and there was no trace of human population in the desolate north.

If it was ten years ago, he would have taken thousands of light horsemen north to hunt in the hinterland of Xianbei, and when was Xianbei driven by him Song Bailu to the Mobei Wasteland to starve and freeze.

Thinking about this, Song Bailu squinted his eyes, thinking about his own one-acre and three-point land, Pingshan County, which is barren, is not a large grain-producing county, after spring, the crazy aquatic grass gave birth to cattle, sheep and horses all over the ground, and the elk in the forest fled in all directions under the pursuit of hunters, and the wolves howled at night.

Every year, when the water is cold and the grass is dry, the herdsmen in the north will drive the mighty cattle and sheep to migrate south to the Bada River to graze, and the snow water flowing out of the northwest desert does not feel cold in winter, and the cattle and sheep are still hairy and slippery.

On the plain south of the Eight Great Rivers, as the best and largest horse farm in Daqin, the foals produced every year are much more than the annual supply of war horses in the Qin Dynasty.

Caoyun big ship can come to Qilin Pass, in terms of military affairs, Pingshan County has always been the hinterland of the dynasty, it is no exaggeration to say that the Central Plains Dynasty after Pingshan, the world is easy.

The constraints of grain, grass, salt and iron have never seen anyone in Pingshan County who can compete for the world, at most, after the major forces in the Central Plains are stable, they travel around and wait for the price to sell.

The same is true of the Song family, whose ancestors' judgment of the situation has brought back the glory of the Song family for more than 90 years.

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In Wuding Pass, Sun Danxi, who is over the age of six, is still wrapped in a thick black mink fur, and the brocade hat without warmth on his head seems a little out of place, and there is no trace of coolness in the house, but there is still a stove next to the old man, and the closed doors and windows make the room a little dim, and several long candles are burning on the copper candlesticks, of different lengths.

Sun Danxi, who has been in the army for 30 years, still has not wiped out the bookish anger, and immediately writes poems, sings and dances and feasts under the horse.

Speaking of providence, Sun Danxi, who devoted his life to the center of the temple, became the biggest general of the Daqin Dynasty.

To achieve this position, Sun Danxi has also become the most embarrassing official in the entire dynasty, the four counties in the north, Pingshan County is guarded by King Liang, Hejian County is guarded by King Hejian, and Shangai County is guarded by King Pingliu, Sun Danxi is in this position, in addition to the sixteen honorable positions that can be held in the military power of Zhengzhen and Pingding, the hundred officials in the temple of the Daqin Dynasty no longer know what position he can be promoted, and he can no longer be crowned with a different surname Wang to restrain Daqin!

Although his eyes are fixed on the book, the old general's mind has long returned to the high-spirited and prosperous era of the year, and he does not want to think about the step-by-step killing machine of the upper position of the DPRK and the middle of the country, and the battlefield killing over the years has been year after year, day after day, as if it is just like that, thinking about how to kill people and how to escape for his life, and only thinking about a seemingly insignificant trivial matter.

Sun Danxi remembered that when he first arrived in Lingshou County to take office, it snowed a lot that year.

In this room in this city, he was not so afraid of the cold when he was established, and the room with the doors and windows wide open was not dark at all, and there was no need for any candles.

The dancing girl was dancing with a sword, and he was chanting loudly the long poems of his predecessors, while drinking wine from the dance of the beauty.

The sergeant outside the door who asked to see broke the scene, saying that he was asking to see, but in fact, the man in armor did not report it, and stepped directly into the door.

He angrily threw the wine cup under the steps, the dancing girl was already frightened and prostrate, but the armored sergeant was as if he didn't see it, and the iron shoe smashed the porcelain cup that was surprisingly not broken in half, and it was still nothing.

The person who stood still clenched his fists and said in a deep voice: "The last general, Lingshou County Youyu Captain Zhou Qi, has something to do with the general, the last general has just returned from the grassland inspection, and the barbarian has not moved. ”

He was a little angry and said: "Captain Zhou, it's hard to patrol the border when it's snowing, sit down and talk." ”

"Hmm..."Zhou replied, catching him off guard who had already engraved the greetings in Ruyang City in his bones.

I had to hide my embarrassment and said: "Come on, serve wine to Captain Zhou, serve a big bowl, I think the general is also hungry, and prepare dinner immediately." ”

At the end, he didn't forget to say: "Continue the sword dance and invite the pipa musician." ”

Listening to the pipa in the house, it turned from the Jinge iron horse outside the plug to the small bridge and flowing water in the south.

Listening to the wind outside the house, for a while, it seems that he is a giant who wants to scatter the entire Wuding Pass, and he jumps like thunder, and for a while, he is just like a handsome boy who slightly picks up the green silk of the beauty, and his tenderness is like water.

Watching the musician's ten fingers on the strings gradually and quickly like rain hitting plantains, gradually and slowly moving forward like an old woman, watching the sometimes coquettish and sometimes angry sword dance of the dancing girl.

His eyes were blurred from drinking, and Zhou Yu was already talking with his tongue open, forgetting his priorities for a long time, and his voice was getting louder and louder.

When he staggered to Zhou Qi, he asked conceitedly: "How does Captain Zhou think the pipa is played?"

The nine-point drunk Zhou Qi replied: "I don't understand a rough person, I just feel a little like meeting with the barbarians on a narrow road, and I haven't rushed to kill yet, and the two sides are only in a confrontation and looking for favorable terrain." ”

He poured his wine cup full of wine, made the case full of wine, rubbed his hands on his sleeve, and handed the wine to Zhou Qi, who took it and drank it all.

Then he leaned on the desk and asked, "How is the dance, do you like it?"

After a long while, Zhou Qi replied: "I like ......"

He laughed, "If you like it, I'll give it to you..."

When he left the city, he didn't take it seriously. Sun Danxi, who once had nothing, didn't care about how many things he gave away, and he didn't care who he gave them to.

If you can get back a little bit of incense, it doesn't matter, if you can't get anything, then you won't forget it.

But it was this man who only drank with him once, and he sent a dancing girl, but in the end he was willing to charge for him for thirty years.

The dancing girl of the year has long hair and high plate, and she has both children and daughters.

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Outside the Dragon Sniper Pass, facing the high ground and wide grassland, the war horses that had been locked in the stable for a winter could no longer suppress the desire to fly and gallop.

Even when the knight tightly reined in the horse's head, the horse still neighed, twisted the horse's head from side to side, breathed angry heat from its nostrils, and quickly jumped its limbs to shake the horse's back, ready to shake the armor-clad comrades to the ground.

The soldiers who were skilled in arching horses also had to hunch their waists and curl up on their horses at this time, and the five thousand men and horses could only discharge a rough cavalry formation.

Situ Fujing, who was dressed in military uniform, couldn't restrain his mount, so he could only gallop around the riding array by his war horse.

The wind in his ears was getting louder and louder, and he said to the cavalry in his loudest voice:

"A good horse should run on the grassland, a good man should guard the frontier, every spring, the king will take five thousand sons to the north of the grassland, and the person chosen by the king must also be the best among the armies in the river, to fight side by side with the king, it is the honor of the kings, to live and die with the kings, it is also my blessing, this battle is not to get how many cattle and sheep gold and silver, this battle is not to kill the enemy to serve the country, this battle is not to make meritorious contributions, this battle is just to justify my white bamboo tiger brigade. ”

"White Bamboo Tiger Brigade!"

The high-spirited cavalry raised their swords and shouted in unison: "Kill!"

When the blood of the people and horses was boiling, Situ Fujing, who was in the rear, relaxed the red reins of his left hand, and the green horse, which did not need to be driven loudly, circled around the riding formation for half an arc and then ejected, and the head of the red carp jade dragon spear broke through the wind forward.

The horses' hooves stepped on the dry grassland, flying up bursts of loess, and the five thousand light horsemen followed closely behind, and the neighing pace of the war horses slowly converged, and the earth trembled between the rise and fall.

Treating the barbarians in the north, Situ Bujing's attitude is different from the other three, the Honglu Yousu who is a husband can lead the general to lead the troops to defend it, Liu Qiang guards the dragon sniper, Feng Jiu guards the teeth, and Qiu Lisuo, who he relies on the most, will take three thousand horsemen to hunt between the three passes outside the fortress, there are not many people, but there will be more than 9,000 war horses to follow.

Whether it is the Gaoche or the Rouran tribe, as long as there are barbarians who dare to graze their cattle thirty miles outside the border between the rivers, Situ Bujing is confident that they will not return, and the iron and blood of the river county have been as good as ever for decades.

Fifty miles away, after the dense withered grass was pressed to the ground by the heavy snow, it could not get up again, and was scorched by the early spring sun, and the five thousand horses' hooves trampled by, and the previously golden withered grass turned into grass clippings.

The sun after noon became hotter and hotter, and the non-stop five thousand armor soldiers were also a little tired, Situ Bujing reined in his horse, and the cavalry behind him slowly slowed down, and the men and horses who had lost the momentum of charging and killing were in a state of confusion, and they could no longer maintain their previous formation.

Several people dismounted and listened carefully on the grass, but there was still no movement, so Situ Bujing had to let the one hundred scouts cultivated by Situ Yuyun go to reconnoiter in ten teams, and the cavalry slowly followed behind.

On the grassland of Pingchuan, if the two light horses meet, there is absolutely no way to escape, especially in the dry and hot spring, the first side to turn around and run is likely to be consumed alive on the grassland.

When the 5,000 cavalry of Situ Bujing faced the 5,000 scattered cavalry on the high car, the White Bamboo Tiger Brigade did not hesitate, and Situ Bujing, who was in front of the formation, held high the red carp jade dragon and thought it was a big sword, and the black gun barrel was golden and clear under the scorching sun, echoing with the red carp and white blades.

After the army was assembled, Situ Bujing, who was slapping his horse forward, shouted the slogan that had existed for many years:

"White Bamboo Tiger Brigade..."

The five thousand cavalry shouted in unison: "Kill!"

Then start to rush forward.

The horses of the steppe retreated by almost three steps, and the five thousand barbarians in leather armor shouted and cursed loudly, and the weapons were of different sizes, some of them used scimitars to drive their horses forward, while the men who drew their bows and arrows rose and fell with their horses, aiming at the chest of the tiger brigade in the river.

As soon as the shouting fell, Situ Bujing then shouted: "White Bamboo Tiger Brigade..."

No one could hear him shouting.

When Situ Bujing shouted the last "White Bamboo Tiger Brigade", the red carp jade dragon spear had already touched the barbarian, and the huge momentum pierced the barbarian's rigid iron armor hole through a big hole.

The Kawama King, with the spear in hand, could fully perceive the sound of the spear crushing into the ribs, then into the hollow chest, and finally breaking out of the ground.

Situ Bujing, who was in the enemy formation, did not hear the last three "Kill!" of the 5,000 cavalry, he threw off the spear caught under his armpit and shook off the corpse hanging on the head of the spear, at this time the cavalry in the rear had collided with the barbarians, and in a shrill roar of people, neighing of horses, the sound of weapons clashing, and the sound of horses' hooves, blood was splashed on the battlefield, and the men and horses who fell to the ground were repeatedly trampled into mud.

Situ Bujing held the red carp jade dragon spear high, and the horse quickly passed through the riding array, the armor on his head had been slapped off by the barbarian's war knife, and the Situ Bujing with his cape pulled his red hair, lying on the horse and letting out a roar like a horn.

After the rest of the cavalry shuttled by, the blood from the spearhead could flow to his hands, and it was a little sticky.

In order to obtain the minimum radius of rotation, but also to keep the horse's speed from decreasing, and for the convenience of holding the reins with the left hand, the two armies turned the horse's head in an inverse "S" shape.

After the two sides turned, the battlefield moved slightly to the side of the White Bamboo Tiger Brigade by thirty paces......

Amid the sound of fighting, the sun is slowly moving westward. The sunset over the grassland is oppressive, and the distance you see is red sunlight, and even the victorious side has no desire to cheer.

The wounded horses on the ground were wailing, and when they saw the brute seriously wounded and dying, they mended the knife from where there was no armor to cover it, and the same was true when they saw their wailing comrades.

On the battlefield where 4,000 men and horses were broken, blood had long since flowed into the dirt and disappeared.

The living took off the armor of their enemies and comrades, tied them to their horses, and left, and they did not have time to bury the bodies of their comrades, nor take away the horses that had been lightly wounded.

In the days after tomorrow, there will be a feast of birds and beasts, and it will be the vultures and the wolves who will fight, and they will not care if they win or lose, Gao Che and Daqin, and those who care about their corpses will not be able to get there for the rest of their lives.

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Zhu has nothing to do with the north of Shangai County, the gray-shirted scholar stands at the head of the city, there is no high-crowned belt, there is no big sleeves, some are just coughing, almost hiding the sound of the whirring wind, such a young prince, His Royal Highness, has a congenital deficiency disease.