Early spring in February.

The climate in Hexi suddenly turns from warm to cold, and the snow on the top of the Qilian Mountains has not yet melted. On the banks of the Gushui River, a few withered and yellow weeds bent down and lay dormant on the lowlands of the river bank, waiting for the moisture of the snow.

Hexi.

The Xiongnu Zhelan tribe army started cooking pots early, and the noisy sound could be heard far away in the silent wilderness. The Xiongnu man who emerged from the tent walked out of the door with a confused look on his face, and unbuttoned his trousers without caring.

, after letting the guy who had been full all night release all his energy, he let a few drops of turbidity fall on the grass.

"Hey, Zhelan Lei, I heard that your brother who looks like a little girl went to Loulan to propose marriage. This guy looks like a girl, but he is very lucky." A man with a sinewy face and neat sideburns

The bearded strong man walked past the peeing man and said with a mocking smile.

"Tiefu Danghu, what do you mean, do you want to duel with my Zhelan tribe?" Zhelan was furious, pressing the hilt of his knife and shouting. The eldest prince of the Zhelan tribe is thirty years old this year.

It is the time when a man is most vigorous in his life. As the natural heir of the Zhelan tribe, Zhelan Lei is most upset when someone makes trouble for his unsatisfactory second brother.

"Duel, haha. Ben Danghu has already obeyed the order of the wise king and immediately went out to fight against Qin Manzi. What do you think? Do you dare to fight side by side with my Tiefu tribe?" Tiefu gave a cruel smile and waved at Zhelan Lei.

He waved his hand.

"Why don't you dare to do this? Just wait until I tell my father." Zhelan Lei has a reckless temperament and is accustomed to a domineering personality in the tribe. Tie Fule has always been at odds with him. This time

The motivated general Zhe Lanlei was naturally unwilling to lose his morale.

Buried the stove.

The Huns were in high spirits, and King Youxian Zhelan Songhua personally led the army out of Gaizang City to kill the generals. This time, Zhelan Songhua dispatched the most elite Tiefu tribe in the tribe, with the fierce general Tiefu as the vanguard, vowing to

To regain the lost face of the Huyan tribe.

"Chichi. Chichi!"

Groups of Xiongnu barbarians screamed strangely, raised their swords high, and shouted towards the Qin camp east of Gushui. They wore leather armor sewn with wolf skins and yellow sheep skins, and held bronze swords in their hands.

On the sides and rear of the war horse are hard bows made of poplar wood and clusters of singing dynasties.

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Qin camp.

All the soldiers were furious, especially the Longxi cavalry under Luo Jia. For them, the Huns were not unfamiliar opponents. A year ago, Mao Dun led his troops to pursue the Xiaoyue people and invaded Longxi and entered Didao.

When fighting the Qin Army in Longxi, the Qin Cavalry Army, which was still in its infancy at that time, showed no fear and performed admirably in that battle to protect the country. Now that the two countries are fighting again, how can the Qin Army soldiers be afraid?

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"General, why hasn't Marquis Wu given the order to go to war? My brothers are so worried." A Qiang captain in Luo Jia's forward camp said angrily.

Last night, Luo Jia came back from the Chinese army's tent. The news he brought back made them feel unwilling. The mission of surprise attack behind enemy lines was snatched away by Cao Xin's Yuezhi soldiers. This made the Qiang people, who had always been in competition with the Yuezhi people, feel unwilling to give up.

People are very dissatisfied.

A county in Longxi.

Qin people, Qiang Di people, and Yuezhi people now account for one-third each. The Qin people are mostly Guanzhong people who migrated from Guanzhong three years ago. They have completely abandoned their ancestors' old business of raising horses.

Following the example of the Central Plains people, they lived along the river valleys and were mainly engaged in farming, fishing and other activities. However, the Qiang and Di people still followed the old tradition, and herding was the basis for their survival. When the Yuezhi people, who also did this, arrived,

, the competition between the two inevitably began.

"What are you all clamoring about? If you keep up the good work, I won't lose face in front of Marquis Wu and be laughed at by that reckless man Cao Xin. I'll let the Huns scream for a while and then wait for Marquis Wu to give me the order. I'll use them all."

Strength." Luo Jia shouted fiercely at a group of generals.

During his four years in Longxi, Luo Jia had completely integrated into the Qiang and Di nomads, and even his newly married woman was the daughter of the chief of the Qiang Jiangshui tribe.

"Marquis Wu has an order, a cavalry force of five thousand men will go out with the Chinese army to fight, fight, fight, fight!" Before Luo Jia finished speaking, a sergeant of the Chinese Army who was delivering the order was already shouting and riding to the front camp.

"Long live Marquis Wu!"

Hearing this order, General Qiang Di, who had been angry for a long time, responded with a bang. They were all in high spirits and hurried back to prepare the weapons and armor for the expedition. This made Luo Jia breathe a sigh of relief. It felt like being besieged by his subordinates.

It was really uncomfortable, and what was even more disappointing was that the Qiang man who asked the question just now was his wife's brother.

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The gate is open.

Two teams of Qin soldiers in black armor and armed with bright standard spears filed out. The flags were clearly rolled up, and the general's flag with the word "Luo" was particularly eye-catching.

Behind the five thousand cavalry is a thick Chinese army flag. This wooden flag is made of logs in the mountains of Qinling Mountains. It is very strong. If you just use a copper sword to sharpen it, you will not be able to move it at all.

, under the banner, the young general Gan Yong is dressed in scale armor, with a spear in his hand, and a plate cap on his head with his hairline neatly combed.

"Da Qin, Da Qin!" Gan Yong galloped out of the camp gate and shouted loudly.

"Jiujiao Lao Qin, restore our rivers and mountains!"

"Until the blood is shed, there will be a truce until the death." The shouts that broke out among the Qin army shook the mountains and shocked the faces of the Huns.

Compared with the strict disciplined system of the Qin army, the loose formation of the Huns was like a large net with thousands of holes. Although it was broad enough, if it encountered a sharp sword, the consequences of breaking the net would obviously be much greater.

many.

King Youxian broke off the orchid and pine flower noodles like the bottom of the pot, which was very unsightly. The Huns were at a disadvantage due to the momentum they showed just now. Now, they must find other ways to boost their morale.

"Tiffler!"

"The end will be here."

"You are going to fight to challenge Qin Man's prestige." Zhelan Songhua ordered.

"The wise king is wise, let's see how the warriors of my Tiefu tribe kill the enemy." Tiefulu winked at Zhelan Lei next to Zhelan Songhua and said.

"Father, the Qin people are powerful, and the Tiefu tribe goes out to fight alone. I'm afraid there will be losses. My son is willing to lead an army and attack together with the Tiefu brothers." Zhe Lanlei was squeezed out by Tiefu early in the morning. At this time, he saw that the opponent was trying to grab him again.

Having accomplished the feat, he hurriedly stepped forward to ask for orders.

"My son, this war has just begun. There are plenty of opportunities to kill!" Zhe Lansong persuaded with a flash of light in his flower eyes. This eldest son was born to him and a woman from the same tribe, although his mother soon became sexually involved.

She has lost her favor, but her son is still a son after all. Compared with the weakness of her second son Zhelan Huaien, this eldest son is undoubtedly more like him.

There are many kinds of love.

Zhelan Songhua definitely has much more expectations for her eldest son, Zhelan Lei, than Zhelan Huaien, which is why he has always been very strict with Zhelan Lei.

"Father, in the face of such a formidable enemy, how can the warriors of the Zhelan tribe next to me be so incompetent as to make people laugh at me? I sincerely ask my father for permission to go to war." Zhelan Lei said reluctantly.

Obviously, the reckless Zhelan Lei did not appreciate Zhelan Songhua's hard work. He thought that Zhelan Songhua wanted to suppress him and support his beloved son Zhelan Huai'en to rise to power.

Tefler came out to kill the general.

Wanting to show off their bravery towards the Qin formation, the Luojia cavalry could not hold it any longer. The two armies quickly approached. The Qiang cavalry and the Huns, who were eager to make meritorious deeds, got entangled in one place and were inextricably killed for a while.

Half an hour.

Tie Fule was panting from the killing. Qin Qi's formation combat tactics made the Huns accustomed to individual combat very uncomfortable. In the past, this kind of close-quarters combat was the Huns' specialty. They were known as a nation on horseback.

Later scholars, the Qin people, had more advantages, but now, this advantage has gradually been ignored.

Luo Jia clasped his hands together.

The small teeth of the halberd kept spitting back and forth, cutting open the soft leather armor of the Huns again and again, leaving blood grooves. Tie Fuler screamed with anger. Although his legs were strong and powerful, they were pinched.

It also takes a lot of strength to hold the horse's belly, which makes it impossible to use all his strength in a duel with Luo Jia.

Li Yuan stood quietly under the banner and stared at the battle situation. Beside him, Li Zuoche was dressed as a Confucian scholar and scribe, and he looked a bit like a civilian official waving flags. Of course, this was a misunderstanding for people who were not familiar with Li Zuo's temperament.

For the generals of the Qin army in Chegen, this new Sima from Zhao could never be offended.

The reason is simple.

Li Zuoche was always able to predict the enemy first. When you were still thinking about how to deal with him, he had already prepared a backup plan. No one could afford to offend such a person.

"Zuoche, look at it. The Xiongnu attack doesn't seem to be from the Zhelan tribe. The flag is very strange. What does the word Tiefu mean?" Li Yuan asked.

Li Zuoche squinted his eyes, looked at the front line in the fierce battle, and said slowly: "Marquis Wu, Tiefu is a tribe nomadic at the northern foot of Helan Mountain. The ancestors of this tribe were originally a branch of the Guifang tribe, and they migrated later.

To the north. Now, they have become a part of the Xiongnu. From this point of view, a unified order is gradually forming within the Xiongnu. This is not good news for us, Da Qin."

"In that case, let's beat the drums and gather together to defeat it to frighten all the tribes." Li Yuan sneered and ordered.

The Xiongnu were barbarians. This loose tribal alliance system was born out of primitive society. Its internal structure is incomparable with the Qin State, which has entered a feudal society. The reason why the Xiongnu is strong now is that it has a strong leader.

Mao Dun relied on his ruthlessness and outstanding military talents to win over various tribes in the grassland. To break this alliance, the Qin army must let small tribes like Tiefu see the power of the Qin army.

Drums are beating.

The first close-quarter hand-to-hand combat between the Qin cavalry and the Xiongnu cavalry made all viewers tremble with fear. Even Zhelan Songhua had not encountered such a fierce battle for many years. In his eyes, a warrior from the Tiefu tribe was captured.
Chapter completed!