Jiangmen Tianjiao: Reborn with funny ancestors

After careful consideration, Chu Tianjiao ordered that the 50,000 reinforcements must arrive at Yumen Pass within three days.

He also sent an order to Xiao Qi, the guard of Guzang Pass, not to open or close to challenge. As long as Guzang Pass is defended, the mission will be completed.

Chu Tianjiao found Zheng Bei. After the two discussed, she secretly rushed to Yumen Pass with six thousand heavy armored cavalry.

"Seven days, cousin, as long as you guard Yangguan for seven days, I will come back for reinforcements."

Zheng Bei knew very well how much pressure it would be to face the successive attacks of 160,000 troops from Yangguan with a force of 50,000 troops outside the city.

But the eldest cousin's strategy is indeed the only way to turn the current situation in the northwest into peace.

Zheng Bei watched Chu Tianjiao go away, feeling a huge pressure.

The right virtuous king Buzatuo received a military order from Ashina Tuobo, asking him to capture Guzang Pass within ten days.

Even if it cannot be taken, a big move must be made, and the guzang pass defenders cannot be allowed to reinforce the other two passes.

"The Khan was going to launch a three-pass general attack and ordered that there must be a big disturbance at Guzang Pass so that the Liguo army could not divide its troops to assist Yangguan and Yumen Pass.

If you have any strategies, you might as well tell them. "

Buzato's eyes glanced at Alul. He felt that the brains of a room full of fools might not be as good as his eldest son.

Sure enough, Alul did not disappoint him.

Alul's sharp eyes flashed, and his right eyebrow, as thick and black as a silkworm lying on his back, was raised, and he showed a sly smile and said:

"Father, my son has a plan, and he can defeat it without spending a single soldier."

Buzato was overjoyed when he heard this, waved his hand and said, "Say it quickly."

Alul said proudly: "The guard of Guzang Pass gave up the flat tower nest and retreated into Guzang Pass because he didn't want to confront us head-on.

They can cut down the grass outside the pass, but they cannot cut down all the trees on Wushao Ridge. Now is the time when things are dry in autumn. We only need to choose a few points to set fire to in Wushaoling. When the mountain fire occurs, Guzang Pass will definitely be affected. "

Buzato's eyes lit up and he burst into laughter:

"Wonderful, what a plan!

The Liguo people cut the grass outside Guzang Pass, which just created an isolation zone for us to block the flames. No matter how severe the burning in Wushaoling was, it could not spread outside the pass.

We first burn all the soldiers in Guzang Pass to death, and then attack after the fire is extinguished. Guzang Pass will become a majestic pass. "

This plan is vicious. If the Xirong people really set fire to Wushaoling, although it will not burn all the soldiers in the pass to death, the fire will definitely burn down the city gates and the closed city walls will become brittle.

If the Xirong people waited for the fire to go out and then attacked the city, it would be easy.

Lu Yu and Phantom mingled among the Uighur slaves, pretending to stir the mutton fat in the pot.

A layer of grass ash was smeared on his face, but it couldn't cover up his delicate facial features.

Her hair is loose and messy. If you look closely, you will find that although it is messy, it is cleaner than others, at least there are no lice.

Over his tattered gray cloth clothes, he wore a dirty black sheepskin jacket. The difference was that the black on his jacket was smeared with plant ash himself, while others' was made of oil stains.

On his feet he wore a pair of tattered boots with toes exposed. Except for the mud on the soles of his feet, the uppers had only grass ash and no mud.

This way of dressing up made him look like an authentic Uighur slave, standing inconspicuously among the crowd.

Phantom's dress is closer to that of a slave than Lu Yu's. The places that should be dirty are really dirty. Except for the absence of lice, some people may believe that he has lived in this slave den for ten years.

Phantom sympathized with the eldest son of his family. Thinking about a noble son with mysophobia, he forcibly cured his mysophobia in order to lurk in the enemy camp. How big a sacrifice would this be?

In this camp, there were many slaves dressed like them, and even women and children.

They were not only responsible for feeding the horses and sheep, but also had to do various chores. When the city was attacked, they would be forced to rush to the front.

A Xirong general came over and issued an order: "Divide the mutton fat you boiled a few days ago and put it all into small urns. The eldest prince will send someone to pick it up tomorrow."

Lu Yu walked up to an old Uighur man and asked, "Uncle Jacob, it's such a weather, why doesn't the mutton fat we boiled clump together?"

The old Uighur man whom he called Uncle Jacob was missing two front teeth and his speech was a bit leaky.

Among this group of Uighurs, Uncle Jacob is considered the elder, and it is said that he once served as the great shaman of a tribe.

However, all the strong men in his tribe were rushed into the slave army, and almost all died in last year's battle.

Uncle Jacob was the wisest among these people.

Lu Yu has been trying to please him in recent days, and Uncle Jacob also likes Lu Yu, a good-looking young man from his own tribe.

At this time, Lu Yu was still called Jianan, and his identity was a young man who was captured from the Huangyang tribe.

"Didn't your great witch Zhuolma tell you that adding a small amount of soybean oil to mutton oil can prevent the mutton oil from clumping?"

Lu Yu pretended to ask unintentionally: "In the past, when we used mutton oil to prevent freezing, didn't we always make it into lumps? This mutton oil is like water, and it doesn't feel comfortable to apply it on?"

When Uncle Jacob laughed, the wrinkles on his face could pinch mosquitoes.

"Silly boy, you look like a bitter boy at first glance. You don't even know that this kind of mutton oil can be used as lamp oil."

Lu Yu suddenly realized that the Xirong army could only light lamps in the tents of senior generals. The Li people used kerosene and candles, and he didn't even think about lamp oil.

Why did Alul suddenly want so much lamp oil?

Is he going to set a fire?

Lu Yu looked at Wushao Ridge in the distance and guessed Alul's intention.

There was no way he was going to let Alul succeed.

But he could destroy this batch of suet and stop it once, but he couldn't stop it the next time.

Unless the future troubles can be eliminated.

Lu Yu decided to give it a try.

"Uncle, I heard someone say that other people from our Huangyang tribe came here and became common people in Ganzhou and lived a good life, so I came after them.

Unexpectedly, I was captured by King Youxian's army. Do you think I still have a chance to see my tribe? "

Uncle Jacob's cloudy eyes were filled with sadness: "It's hard, when we attack the city, we slaves, even the pioneers, will all die."

Lu Yu squeezed closer to Uncle Jacob and asked quietly: "Then why don't we escape? If we stay here, we will die sooner or later. We might as well escape, maybe there is a chance of survival."

Let's escape toward Yinshan Mountain. As long as we can enter the territory of the Beihu people, we may have a way to survive.

When the war is over, whether you join Beihu or Liguo, you can always leave a root for our tribe, right? "

Uncle Jacob's eyes flashed and he looked up at the children who were adding firewood not far away. He seemed to be moved by Lu Yu's words.

"Uncle Jacob, I won't hide it from you. In the past few days, I have convinced a lot of people, and everyone wants to live. It takes a wise man like you to speak out, so that everyone dares to fight together."

"Let me think about it." This time, Uncle Jacob did not refuse immediately.

Uncle Jacob no longer cared about his own life or death, but the words of leaving a root for the tribe clearly moved him.

Like a slippery shadow, Lu Yu took advantage of the guards not paying attention and slid aside to persuade others.

Something happened later that finally made Uncle Jacob make up his mind.

The leader of Xirong who was guarding them asked Uncle Jacob to take the two of them to the front to help.

Uncle Jacob chose Lu Yu and Phantom.

When the three of them went to the place, they found out that they were asked to transport the body.

Seeing two Uighur youths who died in a miserable state, Uncle Jacob recognized that they were young men from his former tribe. They were called to serve by a general in front of them last night. Unexpectedly, they died in just one night.

"Canaan, what do you think? Tell me, old man, help you. We can't watch the children die here."

After this period of activities, Lu Yu knew that it was not that these Uighurs had never resisted, but that every time they resisted, they ended in failure. They were already desperate.

Only when a respected wise man like Uncle Jacob joins, can he respond to everything at once.

Hearing that Uncle Jacob finally agreed to escape together, Lu Yu was overjoyed and told his plan.

The three of them discussed the journey, and when they returned to the camp, they started to separate.