Novoland: Eagle Flag Chapter 5: Lifetime alliance ten
In autumn, Hanzhou, North Lu, Manwuyuan.
A cavalry team held high the golden chrysanthemum banner, and the muddy horses trudged on the muddy grassland. There were heavy boxes wrapped in cowhide on the horses' backs, and even though the groom beat the whip repeatedly, the speed of progress was still extremely slow. It just started raining, and the surroundings are covered with white water mist. There is no road on the grassland, but I only recognize the bright cloud mountain in the distance among the clouds as the direction.
"Master Cavalry Captain, how long will it take for us to arrive at Beidu if we go this way?"
"I've already left the Xuesong River. If we go on like this for half a day, we can cross Manwuyuan. Let's go to the Wustuhan Haerkou of Tongyun Mountain. After that, we can see the northern capital in about two days." Lei Lei Yun Menghu patted his subordinate on the shoulder, "Be a little patient. Compared with the last time Master Tuoba and I came, this journey has been much smoother."
He is the eldest son of the Leiyun family, and together with Xiyuan, he is the most promising young general in Nanhuai City. Compared with Xiyuan's military exploits at Shangyang Pass, he traveled northward with Tuoba Shanyue at the age of eighteen, serving as the adjutant of the mission. When he came back, the city was full of commotion, Tuoba Shanyue himself did not accept the grand entrance ceremony, and the one who led two hundred horses to the front was Leiyun Menghu with the golden Qiansiju military emblem on his shoulder, young and heroic, and overwhelmed Countless ministers and ladies. That year he had been promoted to lieutenant general.
"The superintendent is going back this trip, I'm afraid he can be promoted to the rear general?"
"What is this?"
"Tobacco, carry it close to your body all the way, without rain, it will relieve the superintendent's boredom."
Lei Yun Menghu waved his hand: "It's not time to relax yet, in my opinion, the risk of this mission is just beginning."
"The captain said so, the brothers have no idea, you said these barbarians, really dare to be rude to us? Offended us, there is no good fruit for them, and His Majesty Emperor Fengyan hit it in one fell swoop Under the northern capital city, I was forced to..."
"His Majesty Emperor Fengyan did not hit the northern capital." Lei Yun Menghu interrupted him, pointing at his feet with a whip, "If I remember correctly, the Fengyan Iron Brigade is at the upper reaches of the Xuesong River On the west bank of China, this wild dance plain encountered Qingyang's heavy cavalry iron pagoda. In fact, no one won that battle. Otherwise, with the character of Emperor Fengyan, he would never have easily withdrawn his troops. And we, Dayin, also have In the era when Emperor Jing and Emperor An regarded the barbarians as the upper court, the power of the barbarian cavalry should not be underestimated."
"What the captain said was, what he was talking about...then what else should we pay attention to during our mission?"
"Everything is just as I told you before I came here. In fact, it's nothing. We don't know the current situation in the northern capital. It's just the word 'wait for the opportunity'. After crossing the Tongyun Mountain, divide the two hundred people into two A hundred people, one hundred people will follow me to Beidu, and one hundred people will be stationed at Wustuhan Harkou and wait, if there is any change, the waiting centurion will immediately withdraw southward, and never stay for a moment!"
"Yes!" The general responded, blinking his eyes, "Can the superintendent repeat the name of the valley? What's bald and what's the valley."
"Wusi Lord Haer."
"The name given by the barbarians, I don't know what it means, but it's a mouthful."
"Wustuhan Har, in barbarian language, refers to a bone-eating bird."
Leiyun Menghu whipped his horse and passed by. The general was stunned for a moment, looking at the mountain pass valley that was faintly visible in the mist in the distance. Raised from the bottom of his heart, he pinched the jade pendant for body protection in the neckline of his armor, cursed softly, and followed Lei Yunmenghu's horse.
"Stop!" Lei Yun Menghu suddenly raised his hand and reined in his horse.
They were only about a thousand steps away from Taniguchi, which was only two arrows away with a strong bow. Following Lei Yunmenghu's gaze, the attendant desperately looked at a big bamboo planted in the mist, and there was no one around. This lonely big banner and the strange silence made the general feel uneasy. He hinted with his eyes that the soldiers took off the crossbows on the saddles, and the grooms also rushed to gather the pack horses. Two hundred soldiers surrounded the horses. stand up.
"What is this?" The officer lowered his voice.
"The big banner is the banner of the tribe. The Qingyang tribe is white, the Shuobei tribe is black, and the Lanma tribe is green. I have never seen anything else." Lei Yunmenghu clasped his banner Sword, the young face is tense, no expression can be seen.
The big banner vibrated and raised slightly, it was the wind. The wind quickly thinned the mist, as if the curtain had been pulled sideways, and the cavalry behind the mist appeared. Their uniform black scale armor was a black horse that was a head taller than Dong Lu's horse, and the iron mirror edge of the chest guard Decorated with leopard fur. On the side, the velvet blanket has been unfolded, and food and wine vessels are placed on it. The leading warrior rode his horse into the big banner and waved to the cavalry team in Xiatang.
"It's Qingyang's tiger and leopard cavalry, they are here to welcome us." Leiyun Menghu nodded, "When General Tuoba and I came last time, we also saw Maharaja's cavalry nearby. Team."
Everyone smiled with relief. They have been trekking on this uninhabited grassland for a month. Except for the occasional hunting of wild animals, most of the time they can only eat hard or even moldy dry food. There was no filtered water in the Xuesong River. Everyone wanted to take a good bath and taste the barbarian grilled lamb chops. The warriors straightened their armor. Raised the golden chrysanthemum banner of Xia Tang, lined up a neat line, and slowly greeted them.
The general attendant followed Leiyun Menghu's horse, holding a golden lacquer box containing the letter of credence. His mood was not as relaxed as the rest of the warriors. He knew what was written in the letter of credence. After seeing this letter of credence, would the new owner of the barbarian tribe be furious? After suffering this trip, he swore that he would never come to such a remote place for promotion again.
"Can you see clearly? Are their horse legs wrapped in leather?" Lei Yun Menghu frowned and said suddenly.
The officer looked over vigorously, covered by the mist, he could only vaguely see that there seemed to be something wrapped around the horse's leg from the horse's hoof to above the knee of the barbarian black horse.
"It's a hoof wrap. When walking on a muddy road, the horse's hoof gets stuck in the mud. I'm afraid of being sprained, so I wrap it with a leather."
"When did this rain start?"
The general thought for a while: "Two days ago, around dusk."
Lei Yun Menghu suddenly reined in his horse and lowered his voice: "Go quietly to the back and order the rear team to stop and be on guard! A hundred people from the front team will follow me."
"What's wrong?" The general was stunned.
"It will take at least two days from the northern capital city to the entrance of the Har Valley in Wustuhan. Here!" Lei Yun Menghu said in a hurry, and no longer suppressed his voice, "Stop! The rear team stops!"
"March in a hurry... The general was shocked, and the chill in his heart suddenly cooled down.
It was already too late, the barbarian warrior in front suddenly pulled up the big banner, he roared and shouted, the whole team of tiger and leopard cavalry poured over like a flood breaking a bank, and the fifties held their saw blades high above their heads In an instant, the welcoming queue turned into a ferocious beast.
The entire Lower Tang Mission was stunned by the momentum of the opponent's charge. No one expected such a change. The tiger and leopard riders were on a higher terrain. This little mission. The vigilant war horse first neighed wildly, intending to escape from the rider's control. The blunt pack horses were just panicked. Not only did they not disperse immediately, but they desperately gathered together, like a defensive circle formed when the horse herd was surrounded by wolves.
But Lei Yun Menghu understands that any defense is useless. The opponent is tiger and leopard cavalry. The swords in their hands are far sharper than wolf teeth. Intend.
"Scatter! Scatter! Scatter!" He roared with all his strength, drew the crossbow on the saddle and shot an arrow.
This was the only attack by the lower Tang cavalry. The arrow pierced through the front of a black horse's chest, and the steed neighed and rolled its owner down. Immediately, he was trampled by the iron hooves following him. Lei Yunmenghu knew that there was nothing he could do, he was the first to turn around, and frantically whipped his horse away from the battlefield. The tiger and leopard cavalry were only half an arrow away, and the lower Tang cavalry also understood the situation. They scrambled to escape with their horses. The box on the pack horse cracked open, and a dazzling light streamed out. It was a golden scorpion and a pearl the size of a grain of rice, which were gifts Xiatang was going to give to Qingyang.
When the tiger and leopard riders arrived, they suddenly split into two roads, bypassing the left and right. The saber was swung flatly, the blood of the pack horse mixed with the blood of the groom and splashed in large areas, the golden gooseberries and pearls scattered into the grass like sand, and the barbarian horses stomped straight past, chasing after the cavalry who had no time to escape. Hack and kill. They were born on horseback, and the lower Tang cavalry had no room to fight back. The barbarian horse approached three feet behind the fugitive, and its owner could easily cut off a head with a flat swing of the sword. The blood fountain in the cranial cavity had just rushed up, and the tiger and leopard rider who succeeded had already rushed over to look for the next prey.
The massacre slowed down the tiger and leopard cavalry's pursuit. Leiyun Menghu had already retreated two arrows away, so he had the opportunity to look back. I saw only one little foal left alone on the battlefield just now. He was surrounded by hundreds of tall barbarian horses, running around in terror, as if being contained in an iron bucket, its mother and all The pack horses fell together in the **** field, and in another pool of blood not far away were the cavalry and war horses who had just escaped a few steps.
The tiger and leopard riders did not pursue, but only led their horses, and gradually gathered around the warrior holding a big banner.
"Superintendent, go! Go!" General Shen escaped after him, his face as pale as a dead man.
"Scatter and let's go!" Lei Yunmenghu yelled, "No one can escape if we get together!"
But his subordinates were trembling, no one knew what to do. Lei Yun Menghu stared at them desperately, seeing that one of them was still holding a red lacquered wooden box, which was a gift box on the back of a pack horse back then.
"Bastard! What's the use of bringing this thing at this time?" He whipped hard and knocked the cavalryman off his horse.
The cavalryman's box was out of his hands, and he stumbled over to pick it up, "If you don't take it, you may not be able to escape alive! With this box, it is enough for me to use for a lifetime. I don't want to be a soldier anymore, and I don't want to go here. Come to the place of the dead, go to ****!"
A very sharp sound resounded in the air, as if some invisible thing cut through the fog, Lei Yun Menghu only felt something passing by not far from him. The cavalryman who jumped at the box fell into the muddy water, and a black-feathered arrow pierced through the back of his neck, piercing his throat completely, leaving only the arrow feather outside, and the arrow pierced through the box he was holding. His face was firmly pressed against the box, nailed together by arrows.
Leiyun Menghu looked at the direction of the arrows, but there was an erratic black shadow far away. The arrow of the shadow had just been shot, and it had already turned the horse back, and disappeared in the mist in a blink of an eye.
"Ghost bow! It's a ghost bow!" Lei Yun Menghu was stunned for a moment, then hoarsely shouted, "Go! Go!"
As he shouted, more black-feathered arrows shot from all directions. The erratic black shadows flashed away in all directions, each time they fired a long arrow with a black feather tail, and then disappeared in the mist immediately, one after another cavalry fell beside Lei Yunmenghu, they could only end up The team ran wildly, but those black-feathered arrows kept appearing, and they didn't miss the target all the time!
"We are going to die! We are going to die!" The general yelled desperately, with a cry in his voice, "They will kill us all!"
Leiyun Menghu slapped him fiercely on the face with his hand, taking advantage of this gap to turn his head, his heart sank, there were no other companions around, and the corpses of his companions stretched into the mist all the way behind him . Those erratic black shadows gathered behind them, and the wind blew the black felt clothes on them, like ghosts without substance.
The ghost bows raised their bows and shouted in unison, and another rider rushed out alone. It was a pure black war horse, his long mane was untrimmed, and it flew like a battle flag. No one can imagine the speed at which this horse runs, the mud splashes under its iron hooves, it jumps, neighs, and its long mane flutters, like a dragon jumping out of the mud. The man on horseback sat upright like a puppet, and he steadily stretched the bow in his hand.
"Let's go! Go in two ways!" Lei Yun Menghu rushed to push the general.
"If you want to die, let's die together!" The general's face was covered with snot and tears, "No matter how you go, you will die!"
"Trash!" This was the only thing Lei Yun Menghu could say.
The bowstring sounds.
Leiyun Menghu felt that the surroundings were silent for a short moment, and then something hard and cold rushed in from the back of his heart. Burn such a sharp pain. He didn't dare to exhale, he knew he still had one last chance to breathe. He slashed the general's horse's rump with a knife, and the general's horse neighed in pain, and rushed out desperately.
Lei Yun Menghu fell from his horse on his back.
The middle-aged warrior leading the tiger and leopard cavalry held down the arm holding the bow. The arrow was already on the string, the bow was already tensed, but it didn't shoot out, and the back of the last Tang cavalryman disappeared into the mist far away.
The young man with the bow turned his head to look at the middle-aged warrior. The young man's eyes were slender, and there seemed to be light overflowing from the thin eye slits. His skin is dark and dry, and there are already knife-like marks at the end of his eyes at a young age, extending to the edge of the line, like a poor herdsman wandering on the grassland, but his bow is abnormally heavy, so dark that he can't see it. The material is heavy and has a metallic luster.
"Let him go, it's like killing yellow sheep to keep the lamb. He is useful to us." The middle-aged warrior smiled.
"The King of Khan gave orders, and he will obey them without any fuss." The young man's answer was simple and powerful. He turned the bow skillfully and retracted it into the bow bag behind his saddle.
The Nine Kings is the only remaining Great Khan King in Qingyang. Now when he enters the Golden Tent to discuss matters, he sits under the Maharaja, so people treat him with the same courtesy as the Maharaja. Nowadays, as long as people talk about the Great Khan, they are the Nine Kings.
"The Great Khan summoned us with the order of Prince Bimogan. Buhuala rushed over from the Iron Line River with ten ghost bows overnight, and finally caught up at the last minute. Please, the Great Khan and Is there anything we need to do?" The young man said respectfully.
"Thanks to the magic arrows of the ghost bows, otherwise, how many talents would it take to wipe out the enemy on such a wide grassland? Thank you Pantar God for giving us the number one hunter on the grassland, Buhuaca, you The arrows of the gods are always full of the blood of the enemy, and they never kiss the trees and the land." The Nine Kings smiled slightly, "People call me Qingyang's God's Bow, but I don't see how the flowers are our Qingyang's God's Bow!"
The ghost bowmen in black felt clothes were leading their horses close to Buhuasa. They raised their bows and cheered together, and the warriors riding tigers and leopards also cheered, tapping their saddles with their sabers.
In the tidal wave of cheers, there was no show but no smile, and his expression was even more respectful: "If the Great Khan is the tooth of a saber-toothed leopard, and the show is just a fine hair of it, I dare not accept such a compliment. "
The Nine Kings waved his hand to stop the shouting: "Your father has been dead for six years, right? But I didn't get to see him when he was dying. Recently, I often think of the time when I fought side by side with him. Unfortunately, my old friend left first. "
"He died very peacefully, because he held a bow and arrow all his life to protect the Maharaja. Pantar God will take him to the temple in the clouds to enjoy blessings. Thank you King Khan for your concern."
"Although Bili Gutai has left, it is really a pleasure to see Bili Gutai's son become a younger and more heroic Beli Gutai!" "The new majesty is about to officially ascend the throne, and the road of good luck for us in Qingyang is coming. Don't worry, this is an opportunity for your people to build their achievements. If you don't mind listening to my orders, let Ghost Bow and my Let's make the tiger and leopard riders together, as long as the tiger and leopard riders have a sip of good wine, they will not forget the brothers of Gui Gong."
All eyes are on Bu Hua's body, he is silent and expressionless.
"The Great Khan should know that from the day we have the ghost bow, we only obey the owner of the golden tent. Besides, we are just hunters on the grassland, we are not like the tiger and leopard riders of the Nine Kings, We are not hordes of beasts, we are just eagles scattered in the sky. The owner of the golden tent ordered us to punish the traitors for him, and we went to peck their eyes blind, but we could not open up the territory for him.” Putting his hand on his left chest, "Thank you King Khan for your kindness, but it's a pity that you can't accept it without flowers."
"If there is no other order, Buhuala will take them back to graze." Buhuala took his black horse with a long mane back step by step.
He didn't wait for the answer from the Nine Kings, and turned around suddenly. The Ghost Bows followed closely behind his horse, and galloped to the entrance of Wustuhan Har Valley in the mist. Soon, the mist covered their backs, and they disappeared as erratically as they came. The Nine Kings looked at them, silently stroking the mane of the war horse.
A centurion approached the Nine Kings and said bitterly: "Buhua assassinates this crazy person. The Great Khan gave him a chance, but he doesn't know how to be grateful, so he should be punished!"
"No, that's not flamboyant. He's right. You can kill an eagle, but you can't let it bow its head and lick your boots." Jiu Wang smiled silently.
He glanced at the corpse of Leiyun Menghu in the distance. This young Xia Tang warrior faced the sky with his back. Nothing went in and went through his heart.
"Put a wooden stake here, and hang its body on the wooden stake, so that people who come and go can see it." The nine kings rode away.