Countless soldiers from Bingzhou and Liangzhou were deployed to suppress the Yellow Turbans.

In August, the Yellow Turbans were defeated, and the Han Dynasty temporarily stabilized the situation. However, an even greater catastrophe unfolded in the northwest, that is, the Xiqiang Rebellion.

Many tribes of the Xiqiang lived in the Hehuang area for a long time and fought a hundred-year war with the Han Dynasty.

Such a long time made the Han Dynasty exhausted.

When the Han Dynasty was strong, the Western Qiang tribes often fought against each other for resources. The Han Dynasty defeated the Western Qiang tribes several times, and also settled some of the surrendered Western Qiang in the Longyou area of ​​Longxi outside the Pass, mainly Beidi County.

.As soldiers from Liangbing Prefecture and other places were mobilized, and it was discovered that the national power of the Han Dynasty was weakening, the Western Qiang tribes began to join forces to cause chaos in the northwest area, in Longxi, Wudu, and the Hanyang border.

Not only that, it was not just the Xiqiang who saw the weakness of the big men.

Immediately triggered the Yinshan Xianbei movement southward...

At that time, Ma Yan led the army and led the county soldiers to attack Xianbei.

After chasing Xianbei into the high loess slope area of ​​the North, the Xianbei people were as agile as fish entering the water.

The place that was supposed to be the Han people has become the territory of the Xianbei people.

The leader of the army was Ma Yan, but he was not the one who called the shots.

The Yang family who is eager to perform and win...

Ma Yan persuaded him to return, but was scolded and insulted.

As a result, because he was eager to defeat the enemy, he fell into the trap of the Xianbei people.

The Xianbei people were familiar with every fold of this high loess slope. On the contrary, these ravines washed out by rain made the pursuit of Ma Yan and others miserable and difficult.

Coupled with the unfamiliar terrain, it often happens that we set off in the morning in the hazy mist. As a result, we have to walk hard all day long until dusk falls on the rugged and winding mountain road, only to find that we are back to where we were two days ago.

In front of the remains of the bonfire left by the camp at night.

They had no guide, and the only map they had was drawn ten years ago.

Moreover, Ma Yan didn't think Mr. Yang could understand the style of the map, because he repeatedly found Mr. Yang looking at the map upside down, as if he didn't know which way was north...

It is not that Ma Yan has not considered hiring a guide, but it is extremely difficult for them to encounter people. Even if they encounter scattered Southern Huns, it is difficult to communicate, especially since the Yang family is always gesticulating in front of those Southern Huns, and then those Southern Huns

The Huns looked like idiots, or looked at them with dull eyes, which made Ma Yan feel panicked.

Eventually even the Southern Huns joined the ranks of the Xianbei!

Let’s go south and plunder together!

Because the Hu people discovered that there was such a Yang clan leader as the leader of the Han people! And such a Han leader led Ma Yan and others into the trap step by step!

Although Ma Yan already had a death wish in his heart, when he and his soldiers tried their best to resist the barbarians who rushed forward like locusts, Yang Shizi escaped...

The Yang family was the first one to escape!

Not even an extra layer of equipment!

The one who stayed to resist the Xianbei and the Southern Huns was the stupid warrior and commoner Baiding who shouted and insulted the Yang family every day!

Ma Yan led the last group of soldiers to resist. He asked his sixteen-year-old child to drop his sword and gun and pretend to be an ordinary citizen to escape.

But his child agreed verbally, but followed behind his back.

His children said that he was a man from Beidi and a soldier from Shangjun, but he was definitely not an escaped Ma family man!

He beat him, scolded him, and then hugged him while crying.

Then there was a bloody battle.

The final bloody battle...

The sky is blood-colored.

The mountains are the color of blood.

My heart is also bloody.

Ma Yan fought until he was exhausted and fell down. The Hu people thought he was dead, but he crawled out among the dead with scars all over his body. But it was better for him to be dead than to be alive.

He held the body of his child and wailed in the blood everywhere...

The injuries on his body gradually healed, but the scars in his heart kept bleeding.

Ma Yan longed for revenge one day, but he waited until news of the relocation of the Shangjun government office.

The superior county is gone, so why keep the name of the administrative office?

From that moment on, Ma Yan put away all his armor.

Until one day, a young man knocked on his door...

He was said to be the county governor.

A young man with only a few beards becomes a county magistrate?

Didn't the children of the aristocratic family come here to do some tricks? They randomly led some soldiers to kill some people, and then pretended to be the head of a barbarian to report their merits. Soon they got promoted and made a fortune, leaving Ma Yan and the others in Shangjun again?

Then Ma Yan drove him out and closed the courtyard door.

But in the end, Ma Yan still couldn't hold back the meager hope and desire for revenge in her heart.

Ma Yan raised his head.

Above the head is a bright tricolor flag.

Just like the flag flying outside that small camp.

"May I ask Lord Fei, why are you here?"

He asked this back then.

At that time, he said, "Because we are all Han people..."

"Whether you are in Sili, Hedong, or even Shangjun or Jingxiang, they all have the same name, they are all called Han people!"

"We are all Han Chinese, we are friends, brothers and relatives!"

"We stand here, gathered together, not because we are warlike, but because we cannot forget our former homeland, and we cannot forget the land that we Han people once had!"

"We Han people don't bully others, so don't bully us either!"

"Even if we bully someone, these barbarians still can't fucking bully us!"

Unknowingly, Ma Yan's eyes started to heat up and he saw the figure on the high platform in the distance.

The figure seemed to glow when it was bathed in the sunlight, which made Ma Yan's eyes red and even his vision seemed a little hazy...

They really need such a person, such a leader.

You don't need to have strong martial arts skills, nor do you need to rush to the front line every time. You just need that when Ma Yan and the others are fighting on the front line, this person will not turn around and run away...

Therefore, even when Fei Qian led a lone and weak brigade deep into Shangjun, everyone knew that there would be no follow-up supplies. Within a thousand miles, in addition to the Xianbei people, the Baibo Army, and the Southern Huns who did not distinguish between friends and foes,

There might even be "friendly forces" shooting cold arrows from behind, but Ma Yan and the others still persisted and moved forward!

The only driving force that supported the entire army's continued advance was Fei Qian's firm will.

As a county guard, he shared the same clothes and food as the soldiers, gnawing on unpalatable wild vegetables, struggling in the wind and sand, rolling in the sand, sitting by the campfire laughing loudly like an ordinary soldier, and working tirelessly at night.

He personally took Huang Chengmayan and other officers to check the posts and take turns. He was the last one to fall asleep every night and the first one to get up every day.

Therefore, it is very simple. Ma Yan and others support him and execute every order he issues with all their heart.

Even if you know you have to face danger and challenge death.

Under such leadership, even death is worth it!

At that time, there was no sophisticated equipment or abundant logistics like today. The soldiers were hungry, lean, tired, and in ragged clothes. But even so, they were still considered the most elite troops in Bingzhou Shangjun!

Every time they heard the sound of the trumpet, the soldiers immediately became more energetic, their faces miraculously glowed red, their eyes sparkled, and their morale was high!

Ma Yan knew that the brilliance in his eyes and the morale in his heart were what Fei Qian brought to them——

hope!

Just like the three-color flag fluttering in the sun, it is always gorgeous.

Ma Yan raised his arms towards the dazzling figure on the high platform, and roared heartbreakingly, "Big man, mighty! Hussars, victorious!"

The soldiers behind Ma Yan also shouted loudly.

"Big man!"

"mighty!"

"Hussars!"

"Wonderful victory!"

The light and shadow also reached out to respond, and the gentle voice came faintly amidst the din in the sky.

"You have worked hard……"

What responded to him was a sound like the waves.

Layers upon layers, it’s like the heaven and earth are roaring together.
Chapter completed!