The migration of such a large group of tribes cannot completely cover people's eyes and eyes, unless there are no old and weak women and children in the tribe, and they are all young and strong warriors who can ride horses and bows. The latter can form their own concealment by plundering all the way and moving quickly. , And the former is basically impossible if you drag your family around.

At the same time, various savage tribes in the vicinity also sent their own warriors and began to come out for surveillance, and these warriors have gathered more and more. You have two or three thousand, and other four or five thousand. Soon, they will migrate in this tribe On the road, a total of nearly 20,000 savages and warriors began to look at them.

Between the various ministries, news began to pass quickly, and at the same time, from the outside, new warriors began to enter continuously.

The snowy field has always had its own survival and development model. In the blind man’s terms, the more low productivity places, the clearer the rules of survival.

The entire snowfield is a huge Gu breeding farm.

A few years ago, a savage king was raised. After the savage king was defeated by the Yan, the black dragon banner on the Xueguan Customs became a nightmare for many tribes in the snowfield.

Fortunately, this nightmare does not mean to enter the snowy field in a large scale for the time being, so although everyone does not dare to jump like the Naiman tribe, it is certain to continue to maintain the annexation and absorption of the tribe.

This newly-emerging tribe is a group of lambs to be slaughtered, and the warriors dispatched by the peripheral tribes intend to carry out the division of meat.

Soon, some knowledgeable tribal elders drew a guess from some of the characteristics of this migrating tribe, and believed that this tribe was probably from the far north.

The snowy field is large, but there are not many places suitable for living and breeding. The far north is a life forbidden zone for the savages themselves.

But this does not mean that there are no tribes living there. In fact, there are some, but the tribes there are generally weak and extremely scattered.

Because, as long as any powerful tribe, people have long since left the far north and went to other places in the snowy field to **** a pasture.

And the leaders of these tribes cruising in the periphery can also see that this tribe seems to be together, but in fact, it should be spliced ​​together.

It is common for the savage tribes to move from one pasture to another, so as to achieve the purpose of rest grazing. This is the treatment only available to the big tribes;

Small and medium-sized tribes, because of environmental changes and water and grass changes, forced themselves to migrate as a whole. This is the normal state of snowfields;

Therefore, the Xueyuan tribes have basically had migration experience, and they also have a wealth of experience.

When moving, the tribal herds, the old and the weak, women and children will have a specific location arrangement. The warriors in the tribe will be integrated, and a main force will be separated as a fist, marching in the front, and the other part will be carried out around the tribe. Cruising.

The former flaunted their power to other tribes who dared to move their minds, while the latter was to prevent some people from making chaos.

And at the moment this migration tribe, although the warriors among them are extremely poorly equipped, and armors are rarely seen, but the number is actually quite large. There are very few old people in the team, which means that there is very little burden. After all, In the far north, those who can survive have been brutally screened by nature.

However, their young men were divided into various parts of the team, and they did not gather at all, especially when they found that the external tribal army was malicious, they almost instinctively divided into one group after another.

According to the law of survival in the snowfield, when you face a pack of wolves, you have to aim your last arrow at a wolf, so that the entire pack of wolves will be jealous of you.

But this team obviously failed to do so.

Several large tribes who have sent troops have begun to blow their horns and play their own banners. The previous wait was to wait for the warriors from all quarters to gather, and the second was to discuss how the 30,000-person migrating team in front of us should share the food. , This is a feast for everyone.

At the front of the migration team, a gray-haired old man with a string of human skulls hanging around his neck squinted his eyes and looked around.

By his side, there are nearly a thousand warriors to protect.

He is Sanghu, who was once a great general under the command of the Savage King. He who had sacrificed enemies with the stars, was arranged by the Savage King in the position of the elder of the Star Envoy.

When Wang Jiang was defeated, he was separated from the Savage King, and after all his hard work, he finally returned to the snowy field.

As the most loyal subordinate to the Savage King, he went to find the eight hundred loyal warriors who had been specially left by the Savage King when he entered the pass. This is the last back.

Leading these more than 800 warriors, Sanghu went to the far north, where he gathered a large number of scattered small tribes, and finally became a little bit of climate.

He is waiting, waiting for the return of the king;

Even if there are rumors that Wang has killed or captured Yan Jing for the Yan people, he is still waiting.

He has no children, no worries, such a person is actually the most loyal.

at last,

He received a letter from Wang.

Therefore, he immediately led the patchwork tribe and began to move south.

At this moment, facing the savage tribe soldiers and horses around him, he did not have the slightest fear in his eyes, but silently let his subordinates play the flag of the savage king!

The king flag of the Savage King is made of snow wolf leather and glows with silver in the sun.

The former Wang Qi had been lost on the battlefield and was brought back to Yanjing by the Yan people as a war prize. This aspect was remade by Sanghu himself by hunting and killing the snow wolf.

When the Savage King's banner reappeared,

Staring at the tribal army here, there was a lot of panic immediately.

The savage king was once the pride of the snowy field. Like a proud lone wolf, he almost led the snowy savage to create a miracle. Although he failed in the end, it has been the most shocking time for the savage in hundreds of years. It is also the distance. The most recent one in my homeland.

But soon,

Under the reassurance of the heads, the emotions of the warriors of the tribes immediately calmed down.

The prestige of the Savage King is indeed still hovering above the snowy field, but his people are no longer there after all.

What is there to be afraid of for a person who does not exist?

Sanghu drew out his knife silently,

In his eyes,

The soldiers and horses of the many tribes around are not the same tribe, but real enemies.

In fact,

The current pattern on the snowfield is tantamount to a reshuffle after the era of the Savage King.

The tribes who believed in and were willing to follow the Savage King at the beginning all sent their elites to follow the Savage King, and those clans with high self-esteem continued to sit and watch;

When news of the defeat of the Savage King came, these big clans immediately began to annex the tribes of the Savage King's followers.

The Naiman Department is one of the best examples.

The tribe that had contributed to the tribe’s warriors and even the headmen to follow the Savage King lost its vitality after losing the tribe’s youth. Facing the annexation of other tribes, they no longer have the ability to resist.

A line of nobility was slaughtered, and the tribal population was reduced to the bottom slaves who annexed it to the tribe.

Sanghu remembered that the Savage King had said to all of them that the real reason for the decline of the saints was still himself.

Because of the saints' own inferior nature, although they all accept the guidance of the stars, the starry sky above each tribe is actually completely different.

The Savage King taught them to know how to allow those short-sighted kinsmen to exist, wait until their great cause is successful, and then lead them and draw them to their side.

But what about them?

they,

How is it done?

When Grim led his army to attack the Snow Customs and clear the way for the army to return to the snowy plains, at the back of the Snow Customs, the tribes chose to stand still.

If they had also sent troops to attack at that time, the snow customs, which was attacked by the enemy, would probably not be able to hold on.

They chose to sit back and watch the demise of their own clan, and at the same time, gnawed at the tribe of those people.

Sanghu's anger towards these savage tribes has surpassed his anger towards Yan people.

In fact, there is nothing to hate against Yanren. After all, Yanren is really strong and defeated them directly. If they lose, they can be regarded as convinced.

But this kind of people who eat inside and out of the same race can most often inspire disgust and hatred in people's hearts;

Outside, the enemy pierced your chest with a sharp steel knife. When you pulled it out, it carried your own hot blood. The pain is only temporary, and death is dead. In my heart, at least there is one. Belonging to the favor of the stars;

But if you are stabbed by your own people, what they use is a weapon that is contaminated with livestock feces. Even after you die, the dirty things will continue to stain your body.

The Savage King once said to Uncle Zheng,

He said that the savage generation is over, and even the next generation, the next generation, is also over.

Because he assembled a group of people with vision, courage and courage among the three generations of savages. After making a desperate move, he failed. The failure was too thorough.

When a person is dead, he can regenerate, but when his soul is gone, no matter how many people are born, it is just a pig.

The sigh of the Savage King can be understood by Uncle Zheng. The rise of a nation requires various opportunities. It happens to be an era when the elites join forces to break out in order for this nation to open up new horizons.

If this group of elites loses themselves, then this nation will go astray and collapse, and if the true elite of this nation is completely wiped out, it will really be completely hopeless.

Sanghu’s sword showed a cold glow in the sun. He knew that the patchwork tribe behind him could hardly condense any fighting power, and if he continued to develop on the edge of the extreme north, maybe ten years later, two Ten years later, he will be able to create a tribe of his own, branded with the clan emblem of his choice;

But he chose to follow the guidance of the letter. In the letter, the Savage King told him bluntly that he was tired and he wanted to live for himself.

Sanghu felt that this was right. Compared to a tribe of his own, he hoped to see the Savage King again in his lifetime.

Just like when the Savage King humorously pushed his executioner whose hands were stained with the blood of the star sacrifice to the position of the great elder of the star sacrifice.

Sanghu asked him why he did this.

The Savage King said, he was happy;

Sanghu is also very happy now.

In his eyes, the banner of a tribe in front of him had been locked. The banner was a black wolf. That tribe had three thousand warriors, and the chief man was wearing extremely fancy armor.

Sang Hu felt that the thousand warriors under his command should be able to help him and create an opportunity for himself to kill the head of the black wolf clan opposite.

He is not afraid of death, he can already numbly choose the way of death and the glory before death.

On the periphery, with the sound of increasingly dense horns, the soldiers and horses of all tribes have begun to prepare and prepare for the rushing posture.

And this migrating team began to divide into groups more clearly, waiting to be defeated by each.

however,

at this time,

The warriors who were preparing to charge on the periphery suddenly had a huge riot, and this kind of riot, even the nobles and leaders in their formation, could not be healed in a short time.

The battlefield that was ready to go, suddenly came to a halt.

because,

In the south, a black armored cavalry team appeared, flying the black dragon flag and the "Zheng" flag.

They were few in number, only more than 300 riders, but when they appeared, they instantly became the focus of the audience.

At the beginning, the Naiman tribe shot and killed a group of escaped people from Shanxi in a place close to Xuehai Customs, which angered the uncle of Xuehai Customs and caused the genocide.

Nowadays, not to mention the entire snowfield, at least the entire eastern snowfield area is clear. In any case, the person at the snow customs must be given sufficient respect.

Jin Shu silently took off the bearskin glove in his hand,

The summer in the snowy field is not too hot, but it is never too hot to wear gloves.

Jin Shu's hands that can take off his gloves are already wet.

But he likes,

Because this is a gift from his uncle alone.

and,

He is obsessed with the sensation of folding the two gloves on the back of his hand and making a "pop" after taking off the gloves;

This is also an action learned from Uncle Zheng,

Jin Shu doesn't know the word "handsome", but instinctively thinks this action is very beautiful.

"Give me orders to those savage tribes, whoever dares to act rashly, Lao Tzu will destroy those tribes first."

"Yes, General."

"Yes, General."

A mass of rumours ordered the soldiers to leave the team.

At this time, a lieutenant beside Jin Shuke asked:

"General, do I need to send orders to the rear now?"

Jin Shuke shook his head and said:

"No hurry, there are people from the north and guests from the south. It is estimated that it is not our turn to take action."

"That's a pity." The lieutenant was a little disappointed.

"The one who was once the peak of our uncle, our uncle has to give him three points of face, besides, you should thank that person for coming, otherwise our uncle probably has no plans to fight this battle yet.

With so many savage tribes, hehe, I suggested to my uncle a long time ago that we should open up a pasture for ourselves to the north of our snow customs.

He savages can graze, but my barbarians can't?

Although the weather here is bitter and cold, after winter has passed, this pasture is really fertile. "

Speaking of which,

Jinshu seems to be thinking of something,

Then he ordered:

"Order to go down and prepare the dry food for the expedition."

"Yes, General."

"Hey, wait."

Jin Shu could hesitate for a moment, but still said:

"Forget it, you don't need to prepare in advance, wait for the uncle to formally order."

...

Uncle Zheng did receive news from the north.

Although due to limited military strength and other reasons, Xueguan Customs did not intend to open up the snowy field for the time being, but thanks to the efforts of the gods and sticks represented by Kongyuan and Lefan, some small tribes near the Xueguan Customs have taken refuge in their backs. Come here.

When the migrating team appeared, they immediately scrambled to report to the Snow Customs.

Uncle Zheng’s first reaction was that the Savage King’s back hand had arrived, and he immediately sent the blind man to take charge of this matter. He himself couldn’t get away.

because,

Li Fusheng is here.

Li Fusheng didn't wear armor, but he wore casual clothes. It seemed that he was inseparable from the old farmer. When he came, he was riding on his beast, with only seven or eight guards around him.

"Ahahaha, come on, come on, come on, Xiaozheng, brother, I've been greedy for your wine for a long time! Also, it's delicious, come on, come on, come on, I'll be hungry for a day before going on my way Come to you."

Uncle Zheng's life is not luxurious, but it is definitely the most exquisite.

Before Zheng Fan came over, Xiao Yibo had already ordered the cook to prepare the dishes.

When Zheng Fan came into the hall, Li Fusheng had poured himself a lot of wine.

"Come and come, sit down, accompany my brother and I have a drink, hehe. Oh, I, this is coming to you to catch the autumn breeze. It's not strange if you say it's strange. Obviously you have no people in the area of ​​Xuehai Customs. It's not an exaggeration to be in a poor place, but when I came to take a look, this little life was prosperous.

In my opinion, it’s really a shame to put you in the Snow Customs. It’s only right for Fangying to go. Yingdu’s money and food for the second half of the year have just been shipped, and it is actually cut down from the first half. Now, there will be other batches of money and food coming over in a long time. I have to send someone to Yingdu to find those official lords to talk about it. "

"This group of civil servants are just unreliable in handling affairs."

Uncle Zheng helped and scolded together.

He didn't blush at all, because Li Fusheng's cuts were actually made up for him.

After the delivery of the money and food in the second half of the year, it has doubled the normal quota in the past. This is based on the normal quota. If you refer to the rest of the garrison generals who can only be counted as 60%, Uncle Zheng here. This time can be said to have taken three times the normal person.

There are people in the DPRK who are good officials, and there are people who support them in the localities, which makes them more comfortable.

Li Fusheng picked up the wine bowl and said, "I am here by the order of the King of Jingnan."

Uncle Zheng didn't stand up to take the order, he was his own family, and on this occasion, it seemed too formal.

"I watched a war. The prince ordered me to lead me to 40,000 soldiers and horses, plus two Jinying 30,000 soldiers, a total of 70,000 soldiers and horses, and come here to fight the autumn wind. The soldiers and horses are behind, and they will arrive tomorrow morning. Stuttering, huh."

To hit the autumn breeze is definitely not the snow customs, it must be the snow plains.

In fact, before going to Yanjing, Tian Wujing told Zheng Fan that he would send a caravan of troops to Zheng Fan to tidy up the Xueyuan first, but didn’t this happen to coincide with Emperor Yan’s going to war against Chu? Uncle Zheng originally thought it should be. It's out of play, who really wants Tian Wujing and hasn't forgotten the herd of the savages in the snow field~lightnovelpub.net~Zheng Fan smiled and said:

"Coincidentally, isn't it? Just before, I just received the military memorial. Tens of thousands of savages, soldiers and horses were assembled dozens of miles north of my snow customs."

"puff!"

Li Fusheng just drank the wine in his mouth and spit it out. He had this instinct. He would not drink alcohol during wartime.

Simultaneously,

Li Fusheng's eyes immediately began to turn red. It was obvious that he had committed an old problem again. He eagerly called his guards:

"Quickly, quickly pass the order to let them speed up the march. Before midnight, the vanguard must come to Lao Tzu! If I let Lao Tzu miss this opportunity, Lao Tzu will take off the skins of those cubs!"

After the order,

Li Fusheng grabbed Zheng Fan's arms abruptly.

Excited:

"Brother, give it to me, give it to me, give it to my brother! Brother, I really can't help it! Brother, I'm really suffocated!!!"

"boom!"

Outside the hall,

Liu Ruqing, who had come in with a plate of pastries, accidentally broke the plate.

Close guests came to the house, and the female relatives showed up, it was etiquette.

Siniangren works in the signing room and is temporarily unable to get away. The princess has the title of Yan Guo, and Li Fusheng has to salute her if she sees guests, which is inconvenient.

Therefore, only half of Liu Ruqing's concubine can come to meet the guests.

Seeing that Liu Ruqing was still preparing to squat down to pick up broken plates,

Zheng Fan immediately came over and pulled her up,

"Just ask someone to clean up, don't cut your hands."

Liu Ruqing looked up at Uncle Zheng, timid and authentic;

"Yes, the Nujia knows."

Ok,

Why is her gaze a little weird?

His face is still a little pale?

in fact,

What Liu Ruqing thought was:

No wonder he has never asked me, only likes me to call his uncle, it turns out that he actually...