I tried my best to help Zulong, and finally got my wife

……

"Father, mother, Tan'er Lan'er, and all the elders, don't worry, Fan Yuqi swore that he would avenge you and use the head of Ying Zheng as a memorial for you."

The cold air on the Mobei Plateau moved southward, and the biting cold wind, mixed with snowflakes, began to fall like a goose feather.

The entire Mobei Plateau was covered by wind and snow.

As if God couldn't stand the tragedy on the Mobei Plateau, he covered the bodies of those people who died tragically on the Mobei Plateau with crystal clear snowflakes.

Fan Yuqi heard the rustling of snowflakes blown by the cold wind outside, his whole body shuddered, and he came to the fire pit desolately, and drew on the ground with a fire stick. picture.

"Tomorrow we must take down the Yanmen pass." Fan Yuqi stood up abruptly, threw off the fire stick, and roared angrily.

……

On the plain north of Taiyuan, the prefecture of Taiyuan, Zhang He led an army of [-], galloping on the road with the brightness of the snow.

But at this moment, he didn't dare to stop at all. Once stopped, this army might freeze to death in the ice and snow. Only by moving quickly can they maintain heat.

"Quickly send an order to Langmeng Station to ensure that the soldiers have food no matter what, and nothing else, only hot mutton soup and pot helmets."

"Those who violate the order will be beheaded to show the public."

The scouts quickly headed to Langmeng Station. This station is relatively large, and it is the most important station between Yanmen County and Taiyuan County. There is also a small city next to it, which is Langmeng City.

Part of the tributaries of the Fen River originate here, and it is at the foot of Luliang Mountain, so there are a lot of pastures. It used to be the place where Zhao Guo raised horses. Most of the local people lived by grazing.

This is what Zhang He asked from a local soldier, so he issued this order.

After a night of rapid marching, everyone was exhausted, and when they arrived at meng lang, it was just dawn.

After having breakfast and resting for a while, the whole army marched again towards Taihe Ridge Pass.

It only takes another day to go around behind the Huns.

Therefore, Zhang He was racing against time, striving for the best time to reach Baicaokou, north of Hengshan Mountain, especially the sudden heavy snow, although it made the march difficult, it also became a great help for Zhang He.

He was going to freeze the Huns to death in the slender canyon from Guangwukou to Yanmen Pass.

Those who did not die were captured and turned into slaves, and sold to Sichuan and Sichuan to grow sugar cane.

What Zhang He cares most about is actually the tens of thousands of war horses of the Huns. Once he gets those tens of thousands of war horses, Daqin's cavalry will really be invincible in the world.

……

In the early morning of the next day, Zhang He finally arrived at Taihe Ridge Pass. At the same time, he was notified of Dunwei. A day later, he abandoned Yanmen Pass and retreated south to Nankou to defend.

When Dunwei received Zhang He's order, he was bandaging Li Xin's wound.

Li Xin had gone out of the pass three times to fight Fan Yuqi fiercely, and lost three times at the same time, each time was worse than the last time, the last time, Li Xin almost died, but he was frightened and weak.

Li Xin is the only son of Di Daohou. At the same time, he is favored by the King of Qin, and he will be trained as a key general. If he dies, the old man may end badly.

"Don't cry, you are in your twenties, your daughter-in-law is two, and the children will call you daddy, right?"

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Thinking of him, Li Xin, who had been wise all his life, was ruined in these three battles. He lost three times in a row, and he even lost to the traitor Fan Yuqi.

This is intolerable to him.

Faced with an army of tens of thousands of enemies, Li Xin couldn't even blink his eyes, but he was able to defeat the opponent, but he refused to let him be defeated.

"Of the five thousand cavalry brothers, there are only two thousand left, and all of them are wounded, and the horses have suffered heavy losses. Don't you make someone feel bad?"

Pause: "..."

"Zhang He has already arrived at Taihe Ridge Pass. Tomorrow, he will pass through West Path Pass and arrive at Baicao Pass. Tomorrow afternoon, you go to fight one more time, and we will retreat."

Li Xinteng stood up suddenly, and roared angrily: "What? If someone wants to go to defeat, if someone doesn't go, whoever wants to go will go."

Then he reacted suddenly, his eyes widened and he asked, "We are retreating, why are we retreating? Once we retreat, how can we stop the Huns cavalry?"

Dunwei showed a cold smile, and said lightly: "When we retreat, the Huns will definitely come up."

"At that time, Zhang He will turn back to Guangwukou, occupy Guangwukou, and use [-] crossbowmen to suppress the formation. We will retreat to Nankou and defend Nankou to the death. The Huns will become the turtles in the urn."

"Look, in this cold weather, there is no charcoal fire, no food, no hot water. Tell me, will the Hun soldiers freeze to death or starve to death..."

Li Xin broke out in a cold sweat when he heard Dun Ruo's unremarkable words. It was such an insidious strategy. This did not give the Huns any hope of living, and the Huns were afraid that they would collapse themselves.

Da Qin didn't need to send out a single soldier, as long as he guarded the exits at both ends, set up trebuchets and countless bows and crossbows, tens of thousands of Huns cavalry were gone.

"General Li Xin, you have lost three times in a row this time, and you have held back Fan Yuqi and the Huns. You have contributed the most. When you return to Xianyang, the old man will ask for credit for you, and for the last time, you must pretend to be like you... ..."

Li Xin felt uncomfortable, but finally nodded, but asked curiously: "Dun Shangqing, what do you think of this plan?"

Dun weakly snorted in his heart, glanced at Li Xin, and said calmly: "That guy Zhang He thought about it, and it has nothing to do with XX."

"If you want to take revenge in the future, go to that guy Zhang He! It was that guy who asked someone to use you as bait."

Chapter 80

The army braved the wind and snow and walked among the mountains. The thick snow made the road extremely difficult.

Some fighters, if they are not careful, will slide down the hillside and fall seriously injured or even die.

Marching in a hurry along the way, there were thousands of casualties alone.

But what is gratifying is that the soldiers of Daqin have strict military discipline. Because of their military merits, all of them will persevere after all their lives. What's more, they have already said that they joined the army this time, three times their military merits, and three times their pension when they die.

They were too cold, so they rubbed their hands vigorously, or jumped up and down, and joined the army, saying that this would generate the heat of Lao Tzu, so that they would not be cold anymore.

After completing this vote, their family's life will be upgraded to a higher level, and they will no longer worry about their children starving to death.

Zhang He was wearing a sheepskin jacket, a sheepskin hat, and his hands in his sleeves. He looked like a shepherd in northern Shaanxi, but he was still shivering with cold.

Fortunately, in the evening, the army led by Zhang He finally arrived at Baicaokou.

Baicaokou is a long and narrow river with winding mountains on both sides. At the peak of the mountain, there is a tall beacon tower on the left and right.

The flow of the river is not too big, but there is a water gate, which has frozen at this moment, and a huge earthen city lies under the mountain, blocking the passing road.

Behind Tucheng, there are barracks one after another, and countless Daqin soldiers are waiting here.

The tents have been set up, and the steaming hot mutton ginger soup has been served, which Zhang He had ordered a long time ago.

Originally there were [-] soldiers guarding here, and later Yingmeng brought [-] crossbowmen. These people were ready for the [-] troops who came later.

"The last general, Yingmeng, met Zhang Shangqing." Seeing Zhang He coming, Yingmeng went out to greet him.

During his three days here, he was connected to Zhang He's three military orders, defended Baicaokou, built a barracks and food for [-] soldiers, and finally boiled a lot of ginger soup to soak the soldiers' feet.

He looked confused, marching and fighting in the north, especially in winter, ginger is something that the army must carry in large quantities, it can be used to soak feet, isn't it a bit of a waste.

But this was a military order, and he had to follow it. He boiled all the ginger and made a lot of ginger water.

Zhang He glanced at Yingmeng and asked, "Have the scouts been sent out, but is there any news about the Huns?"

Baicaokou is very close to Guangwukou. If you are fast, it will only take two or three incense sticks, so it is necessary to send out scouts to observe the movements of the Huns at all times.

Ying Meng was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly Shangqing didn't let himself take the initiative to attack!

"Due to Shangqing's order, stick to the mouth of Baicao, only defend but not attack, the last general, the last general did not send out scouts..."

Zhang He is speechless, you are really courageous, if both sides fight, they must first send out scouts, know yourself and the enemy, and then you will be victorious in all battles.

"General Win, when you go back this time, pay homage to your ancestors."

Ying Meng was stunned for a long time before he understood what Zhang He meant. Your ancestors blessed you, and the Huns did not attack Baicaokou.

"Send scouts immediately to find out about the Huns, otherwise you won't know how you died."

"Yes!"

Yingmeng also realized his stupidity, and cold sweat came down his back. This means that the Huns did not come here, otherwise all the Huns would press up, and he might suffer a big loss if he was unprepared.

However, the Huns would not choose to take this road. Compared with the road at the Yanmen Pass, this road could not allow cavalry to pass through such a heavy snow, but they had to guard against it.

The [-] troops had enough food and drink, soaked their feet in ginger water, and finally settled down.

Night falls.

In Zhang He's camp, the lights were brightly lit. He was still planning for tomorrow. What if the Huns didn't enter the canyon?

If this is the case, there is no choice but to fight to the death. If infantry is used against cavalry, this battle will suffer heavy losses.

Also, once the Xiongnu cavalry is surrounded, what should we do if another Hun cavalry from the north goes south to rescue them?

As a general, he does not think about victory, but about defeat.

This battle is related to Zhang He's overall plan, and there is no room for mistakes.

"Shangqing, are you still asleep?"

Wearing a cloak made of red mink, Yan Lingji walked into Zhang He's tent with a bowl of hot soup.

Along the way, she also suffered all kinds of crimes. She was so good at playing with fire that she almost froze to death.

I finally understood what the coldness of the Saibei Plateau is.

Zhang He raised his head and looked at Yan Lingji. The faint light shone on Yan Lingji's slender body, her face was reddish, and there was a hazy feeling of weakness.

For a moment, Zhang He stared straight at Yan Lingji, lost in thought...

"Shangqing... Zhang Shangqing, Zhang He..."

"what?"

"This is the ginger soup I made for you with my own hands. It can keep out the cold. It is a secret recipe handed down from my Baiyue ancestors."

A smile appeared on Zhang He's face, and he was a little moved in his heart. He took a sip of the ginger soup, and the taste was okay, not as spicy as the one he drank before.

"By the way, am I not your secretary? What do you want me to do?"

When Yan Lingji said this, Zhang He suddenly thought of an idea. Yan Lingji is very good at martial arts, good at charm, and can control fire. If she sneaks into the barracks of the Huns, she will burn the food and grass of the Huns...

"Hahaha, there is really one thing that needs you to do, but it is very dangerous..."

Yan Lingji became interested. Since he followed Zhang He, he hasn't made any contribution yet, so he must let Zhang He look up to him.

Zhang He said the matter again, but it is not the time yet, and the Huns must enter the valley before they can act.

Zhang He asked Yan Lingji to rest for a while, and he still had to write out the battle report during this period, which had to be sent to Xianyang immediately.

Yan Lingji shrugged her shoulders, added some charcoal fire, and sat on the blanket beside the charcoal fire to rest. After two days and two nights of rapid march, she was really too tired, so she fell asleep on the blanket while sitting.

After Zhang He finished writing the battle report, he turned around and took a look, good guy!

Yan Lingji actually occupied her bed and slept soundly with a smile on her face.

It just seemed to feel very cold, curled up, revealing two long legs.

Zhang He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, is he tempting himself?

But Zhang He was not that kind of person, he quickly cursed inwardly, "Do not despise evil, do not despise evil."

But he still took a few glances, then sighed, took another blanket, and covered Yan Lingji.

But he was curled up on the other side of the charcoal fire, and gradually fell asleep.

Yan Lingji was awakened by a nightmare, and she dreamed that her clan members were slaughtered, her parents were burned alive, and her younger brother's whereabouts were unknown.

His clothes were drenched in cold sweat, he got up, and immediately swung the fire hairpin in his hand. If Zhang He slept next to him, he might die.

Yan Lingji panted heavily, and after a long time, she finally calmed down, looking at the blanket covering her body, and seeing Zhang He sleeping soundly leaning on the wooden box, she was inexplicably moved.

Ever since her parents died and her clan was wiped out, she has never been cared for like this.

"Shangqing..."

Yan Lingji has lived a miserable life in the past half of her life. She has met many men, but she has never seen any man who is sincerely kind to her, and some of them covet her body or use her force.

Even her former boss, Tian Ze, is the same.

But Zhang He is different from other men. He talks a lot on the surface, but he is really kind to people in his heart. If he meets someone else, I'm afraid tonight...

Yan Lingji stood up slowly, took a blanket, covered Zhang He who was sleeping soundly, then sat beside the fire, propped her chin with her hands, blinked her eyes, and looked at Zhang He quietly.

In fact, Zhang He had been awakened a long time ago, but the moment he saw Yan Lingji waving the fire hairpin, he almost peed out of fear.

Fortunately, he only took a look and didn't move, otherwise he might have died at the hands of this woman today.

With a knife on the head of the word color, the ancients did not deceive me!

ps: There are still two chapters, it may be later.