Three thousand miles in exile

After dealing with Pei Gongli, the generals gathered together to wait for the arrangement of the King of Han.

Liu Zhan glanced at the soldiers present, and already had a decision in his heart. "The whole army is heading south!"

The reason why the troops were divided before was because Xirong fled hundreds of thousands of troops, and they couldn't let it go. Now that this army of deserters from Xirong has been wiped out, the remaining small groups of deserters are not to be feared.

As for the capture of Yumen Pass, it is also to cut off the Xirong reinforcements and the Xirong defenders in Hanzhong.

However, after experiencing Song Fenglin's attack, Liu Zhan also realized a truth.

These western army soldiers are like dirty and cunning mice, hard to guard against. Instead of wasting their troops to deal with them, it is better for the whole army to go south and compete with the main force.

Of course, Peizhou and Jizhou still have to defend.

"Go back to Peizhou." Liu Zhan looked at the Huoshaoyun in the sky. "Go back and send Xiaoman off."

These brothers who have been together since childhood, no one expected that Zhang Xiaoman, the youngest, would leave first.

Because they were worried about Song Fenglin's safety before, everyone didn't have time to grieve, and now the sadness burst out.

Cao Ming hiccupped from crying and almost fell when he dismounted.

"Xiao Man!" Cao Zhuang yelled while supporting the coffin. "Brother won't say you look like a stick anymore, you're such a fucking man!"

"We agreed to go back to Tiancang Village to hunt together this winter." Li Xiaolian squatted on the ground. "You left too suddenly, brat!"

Over there, Song Fenglin insisted on staying, and the guards moved the chairs and placed them in the mourning hall.

Liu Zhan stood at the door of the mourning hall with his hands behind his back, with the light behind his back, and the expression on his face could not be seen at this time.

Zhang Xiaoman is the youngest among them. Liu Zhan still remembers that Aunt Zhang was the first to stand up to help the Liu family. The brothers, they have been together for so many years without knowing it.

"King of Han, Mr. Zhang did not bring an official uniform on this trip, and he did not find any good clothes for the coffin..." the personal guard came to ask.

Peizhou was burned down by Xirong, and there was nothing left. Zhang Xiaoman's clothes were also snatched by Xirong thieves.

Even this coffin is made of wood, rough and simple.

"Go get my dragon robe, and I'll put it on for him." How could Liu Zhan let Xiaoman go in such a disgraceful way? The coffin can be changed at home, but the clothes must be worn in the best.

Song Fenglin leaned on a chair and burned paper money, his eyes were sad.

The guard quickly brought the dragon robe, and Liu Zhan took it with one hand and walked to the coffin.

"Xiao Man, brother will help you dress."

Cao Zhuang, Cao Ming, Li Xiaolian wiped away his tears and gave his hand. They didn't have any fake hands, and they helped Zhang Xiaoman wash up and put on Hanwang's dragon robe with their own hands.

In the end, Liu Zhan covered him with a brand new Han army flag with his own hands.

The sobbing and sobbing sounded one after another in the suppressed endurance.

At the last moment of closing the coffin, Liu Zhan said to him while supporting the coffin. "Xiao Man, brother, thank you...thank you for saving my life."

Song Fenglin lowered his head, tears fell on the paper money, and the water stains faded away.

Liu Zhan solemnly promised. "Go with peace of mind. Eldest brother will take care of your relatives for you. The title will be inherited by your son. From now on, our Han army will have your share of the glory."

Several people were crying.

"Xiao Man, we will be brothers in the next life!"

"Xiao Man, this life is worth having a brother like you!"

The brothers closed the coffin for Xiaoman with their own hands, and carried the coffin onto the carriage with their own hands.

"Master Zhang, my subordinates are taking you home." Zhao Qianhu got on his horse with a serious expression, and his two thousand cavalrymen, wearing white onyx at their waists, waited solemnly on the long street.

"Your son who is away, his soul has returned to his hometown!" Li Futian cried out for Zhang Xiaoman sadly.

"It's a long way, follow closely, my good brother!" Cao Ming cried.

Song Fenglin endured the pain and got up and sent him to the door. He watched the scene fixedly and didn't regain his senses for a long time.

The team moved.

"Go home!"

Paper money is all over the sky.

Liu Zhan could no longer suppress the fury in his heart, he roared at the cloudy sky. "Xi Rong!! This king swears that I will never die with you!"

Cao Zhuang, Cao Ming, Li Xiaolian and the others clenched their fists and roared. "Swear to never die with Xi Rong!"

The 14 Han army marched to Jizhou to join the main force that day, and Liu Zhan left Zhang Taining and his [-] men to guard Peizhou.

The original plan was to stop the Xirong thieves at Yumen Pass, but now it is only necessary to stop the Xirong soldiers heading south in Peizhou.

Having experienced the ups and downs of life and death, Liu Zhan never dared to let Song Fenglin leave his side, so he naturally went to Jizhou with him.

At that time in Jizhou, the two armies of the Han army converged, and nearly 50 troops were stationed in the camp outside the city.

The original plan was that after the army captured Jizhou, they would pass the Baima Qiang south without stopping. Because the queen was attacked, the King of Han left, and the army stayed here to wait.

The cavalry surrounded the king of Han who was running ahead and entered the camp, and a hundred thousand troops returned to the camp.

Liu Zhan got off his horse, hugged Song Fenglin from the horse, and strode into the tent.

"Let's take a look at Chuan Lin's Medical Code."

"No need." Song Fenglin hastily called to stop him. "The military doctor has seen it, and there is no harm to the bones."

Liu Zhan stroked the scratches on his face. "Then prescribe some medicine, you have been running a fever."

Song Fenglin held his hand. "I'm fine, the war is important, go get busy and leave me alone."

The battle was imminent, Song Fenglin didn't want to be a burden to Liu Zhan, no matter how painful his body was, he still insisted on talking as if nothing had happened.

It wasn't until Liu Zhan left the tent that Song Fenglin fell on the bed exhausted.

"Queen, I'm here to check your pulse." After Lin Xiuyan said that, he stepped into the king's tent, only to see Song Fenglin sweating profusely in pain.

"queen?!"

Song Fenglin opened his eyes and motioned him to look at his abdomen.

Lin Xiuyan lifted Song Fenglin's clothes and immediately his face changed drastically, but he saw a large bruise on his waist and abdomen.

"Queen, you have hurt your internal organs!"

Falling off the cliff is nothing. Spraining his feet is just a trivial matter. This is why Song Fenglin has been unable to stand up.

"Don't tell the King of Han." Song Fenglin was already a little delirious.

Not daring to neglect, Lin Xiuyan immediately applied acupuncture and medicine.

When jumping off the cliff, if the armor hadn't blocked the impact of the tree trunk, the injury would have been more serious.

"Queen, I want to give you a needle to bleed, otherwise the stasis inside will change." Lin Xiuyan looked serious.

Song Fenglin closed his eyes and nodded.

For so many years, he and Liu Zhan have divided the internal and external affairs, and have never dragged Liu Zhan down once. Now it is the juncture of the war, Song Fenglin will naturally not let himself become a concern in Liu Zhan's heart.

"Tell the guards, don't pass it on..." After finishing speaking, Song Fenglin couldn't bear it any longer and passed out.

Such a serious injury, Song Fenglin has been holding back and not saying, from Hengshanling to Peizhou and then to Jizhou, how difficult the journey must be

Pei Gongli wants to use him to attack Liu Zhan, Song Fenglin will not let Pei Gongli's poisonous plan succeed.

This is the last contest between him and Pei Gongli, and he will be the winner in the end!

At the same time, Liu Zhan convened a pre-war meeting in the big tent.

"Report to the King of Han! A Xirong army is coming to Baimaqiang!"

The information on the battlefield is ever-changing. The Han army stayed in Jizhou for several days. The King of Xirong must have made countermeasures, and Liu Zhan was not surprised.

"It's just in time." Liu Zhan stood up, with a fierce fighting spirit in his eyes. "Jiang Changlin! This king ordered you to seize the White Horse Qiang!"

Jiang Changlin, who was named, was ecstatic, and immediately embraced the order. "I will not disgrace my life!"

The Baima Qiang is the only mountainous area from Hanzhong to the Central Plains. Crossing the Baima Qiang from Hanzhong is the flat Central Plains, and crossing the Baima Qiang from the Central Plains is the flat Loess Plateau in Hanzhong.

Whoever can capture Baima Qiang will seize the initiative.

As far as Xirong is concerned, this is the time when the morale of the Xirong army is the highest. They destroyed the dynasty in the Central Plains, plundered countless treasures and returned with a full load. Xirong will become the largest country in the world.

The Han army entered Hanzhong, defeated the defenders of Hanzhong, and captured the two cities of Peizhou and Jizhou.

Although King Xirong was angry, he didn't think it was the strength of the Han army.

"The Prime Minister of Zhongyuan is really unreliable! What a waste!" King Xirong was in the wine pool and meat forest in the king's tent.

Since the destruction of the Central Plains Dynasty, the King of Xirong has established himself as the new emperor, and imitated the emperor of the Central Plains to wear a dragon robe and a gold crown. The King of Xirong is very complacent.

This time he entered the Central Plains, he plundered a huge amount of wealth, and also plundered a large number of young men and women for his own entertainment.

Every day, the king's account held a banquet regardless of day or night, and every general and noble was drunk alone.

"Son of Heaven, the last general will lead his troops to take back Jizhou." The general stood up unsteadily and begged for orders.

These generals in the Xirong army have no rank, they are all generals, and the strength of their troops ranges from a few thousand to tens of thousands.

Zhuying is just a weak general with more than 1 soldiers under his command. It is his turn to speak when he is usually not. This time he saw that the other generals were too drunk to do anything, so he took the initiative to stand up.

"Okay." King Xirong raised his wine glass. "I promise you a hundred thousand troops."

Chasing Eagle was overjoyed.

As long as he wins this battle, he can continue to lead the [-] soldiers, and he will no longer be a low-ranking soldier.

The king of Han and the Han army didn't pay much attention to chasing the eagle. In his opinion, there was no suspense in this battle.

Isn't it just a small country huddled in the northern border.

The Baimaqiang mountain stretches for more than ten miles, and there are official roads running through it.

The mountains around the official road are not high, they are all rolling hills, but due to the abundant rainfall near the Central Plains, the vegetation in Baimaqiang is very lush.

The purpose of chasing the eagle is to regain Jizhou. He never thought about how important the Baima Qiang would be.

When they came to the entrance of Baimaqiang, Zhuying ordered the whole army to go through without even thinking about it.

The Xirong people have always had no tactics in war. They would surround them in groups when fighting anything, and win with their numerical superiority and brutal nature.

Because of bloodthirsty and leaving no survivors, they burned and robbed every place they passed. They cannibalized their opponents in this way until their foundations were corrupted and the people withered, and they naturally lost.

After the [-] Xi Rong army entered the Baima Qiang, they were divided into long dragons by the mountain road.

At this moment, the rain of arrows poured down and caught the Xirong Army by surprise, and a large number of soldiers fell in an instant.

Chasing Eagle never expected the Han army to be ambushed.

"Go up!" Zhuying ordered the Xibing soldiers crowded in the mountain road to rush to the hill immediately.

The mountains of Baimaqiang are not high, but the bushes are very dense, and the Xirong army can only push through the jungle when they go up the mountain.

You must know that Jiang Changlin and the soldiers under his command are extremely good at field combat. The field soldiers of the Han army have merged with the bushes at this time, and it is impossible to see where there are people from the outside.

The soldiers of the Western Army were ambushed as soon as they went up, and the field soldiers of the Han Army who were dressed in earthy green went back to the bushes as soon as they succeeded.

"Cut down the bushes!!" Chasing Eagle was very irritable.

The Xibing soldiers who continued to go up the mountain began to cut down the bushes with their knives, and forced their way out.

However, Baima Qiang had more than one hilltop. This hilltop was cleared, and the Han army ambushed again when they walked to the next hilltop. Just like this, the Western Rong army died in more than 2 people.

Chasing Eagle became more and more irritable, and finally he made a crazy decision. "Everyone enter the mountain! Kill it!"

"Report! The entire army of Xirong has entered the Baima Qiang!"

Liu Zhan rode on a horse and looked at the mountain top of Baima Qiang.

Autumn is crisp and the vegetation is dry. It is the season when a single spark can start a prairie fire.

"Tell Jiang Changlin to set fire to the mountain." Liu Zhan's eyes were filled with joy.

Jiang Changlin, who was instructed by the King of Han, immediately remembered the allusion about the burning company. As soon as he smashed his hand, he was annoyed that he had to be reminded by the King of Han, and at the same time he admired it very much.

Chasing Eagle discovered that the Han army had all retreated at some point. Why did they retreat when the situation was so good?

Is there a fraud?Chasing the eagle is not stupid, and his intuition tells him that the Han army must have a backup.

"Go at full speed, pass quickly!" Chasing Eagle ordered, and thick smoke rose from the hills around the official road.

The fire burned quickly, and it came to the vicinity of the official road in the blink of an eye.

All of a sudden, the Xi Rong army exploded up and down, and these murderous demons all showed terrified expressions at this time, and they all crowded on the road back to the Central Plains.

The official road was filled with thick smoke, and all the trees above were ignited. The Xirong army trampled on each other, and everyone wanted to survive.

However, the trees on both sides of the official road that were engulfed by the fire began to collapse. These collapsed trees pressed on the official road and became obstacles one by one.

The Han army burned Baima Qiang with a single fire.

In the end, less than 3 of the [-] Xirong troops escaped, and most of them crowded the official roads, and were eventually choked to death by thick smoke.

Chasing Eagle was not spared either.

The situation of the war soon spread to the account of King Xirong.

"Trash!!" King Xi Rong angrily wrenched the neck of the man in his arms.

It's not that he feels sorry for those tens of thousands of people, but that this fire has burned his face.

The rest of the generals were all full of ridicule.

"He didn't die in battle but was burned to death on the battlefield. This eagle chaser should be renamed a fool."

"We couldn't take down even a small hill, but instead were ambushed and set on fire. It's a shame for our Xirong warriors."

"Your Majesty, you are the invincible Son of Heaven, why bother to get angry over a small hill, they come whenever they want."

"That's right, it's all because we were all drunk that day, and let that idiot encourage the emperor to send troops."

King Xirong's face was stern, and his green pupils were full of anger.

Originally he thought that [-] soldiers and horses would be enough to stop the Han army, but now it seems that the King of Han is really not a simple person.

No matter how these generals belittled the Han army, King Xirong was sober in his heart.

If he was an arrogant headless leader, he would not have climbed step by step from slave to this position.

After pouring down a glass of wine, King Xirong found himself at a disadvantage in this contest.

After the Han army entered Hanzhong, the Xirong army could not escape and join the army one after another. Even if tens of thousands were lost in Baimaqiang, the king of Xirong still had 60 troops in his hands.

"Pass down the order and let all the ministries return to the camp." King Xirong ordered.

All the cursing and mocking voices in Wang's account stopped, and the generals bowed their heads in response.

The fire burned for four days and three nights.

After the fire was extinguished, Liu Zhan sent scouts across the fire to spy on the enemy's situation. After confirming that Xirong had no plans to send troops, Liu Zhan ordered Qinglu to go south.