Zhi Xuan

The farther you go north, the more desolate it becomes, and the vast grassland is covered with snow.

The wind swirls the snowflakes and collides in the open field. The sound is shrill and piercing, mixed with the howling of wolves in the distance, which is extremely frightening.

On the chariot, Zhi Xuan was wrapped in a cloak and looked around, and the empty field was endless.Withered grass, short trees, and hills are all buried under the snow, and there is no color except the endless white.

The team marched against the wind, and the scouts galloped back and forth on their horses. The horseshoe prints spread out in a fan shape, and were soon covered by snow again.

Every time the army conquers the Dirong tribe, the most difficult thing is not to defeat them, but how to find them.

It has been six days since the army set off from the suburbs. Except for the occasional wild beasts, there is no trace of the Rong people.

Not long after setting off, Mi Wu, Yang Hao and Fan Xu decided to separate, each leading more than [-] people to different directions, in order to find the target in the shortest possible time.

Zhi Xuan followed Fan Xu's team to the northwest, and encountered frozen cattle and sheep along the way. The flesh and blood had been eaten, and only the heads and bones with the remaining fur were buried under the snow.

When crossing a frozen river, he encountered a herd of migrating deer and a pack of wolves following behind, and also met a huge tiger whose skin was now on Fan Xu's chariot.

According to the location where the cattle and sheep were scattered, everyone thought they could find the target quickly, but after searching for a few days, the scouts sent out six or seven waves, but no one was found.

As the team went deeper into the grassland, everything around them became more and more desolate.Except for hungry beasts, there was no trace of any cattle or sheep, not even a bone.

This is not good news.

The Rong people lived as nomads, and livestock was their life.Cattle and sheep froze to death in snow disasters.Except for the very beginning, nothing was found along the way. It is very likely that the team went in the wrong direction, and there was no Rong tribe in front of them.

Such a development is frustrating indeed.

In the past, General Su Hu of the Chinese Army led the army to destroy the eight tribes of the army, and most of the people who made meritorious deeds came from the Chinese Army.This time, the upper and lower troops were dispatched to hunt with the monarch, and the opportunity to make meritorious deeds was right in front of them, but they couldn't find the target!

Taking a panoramic view of everyone's expressions, Zhi Xuan put himself in his place and thought for a while, and could understand their feelings very well.The military exploits were at your fingertips, but you ran away with long legs. How could it not be frustrating?

After careful consideration, Fan Xu decided to send another team of scouts.If you continue to return without success, you can only stop advancing, and the army will go home.

This time is different from the usual expedition. The monarchs of the two countries are in the suburbs. It is impossible for the troops of Xiyuan Kingdom or Bei'an Kingdom to stay in the grassland for a long time.There is not much time left for Fan Xu and others.There has been no trace of the Rong people, and even if they are unwilling, they must return as scheduled.

Compared to the bad mood of Fan Xu and others, Zhi Xuan was very calm.

As early as when he left the Western capital, he made up his mind to play a soy sauce role.It was an accident to appear in front of the two armies halfway.Now that he is marching north with the army, he is afraid that he will return without success. The military achievements that the monarch gave him have come to naught, but he does not feel regretful.

If you want to conquer the Rong people, you will have a chance in the future.

Even though Fan Xu was neutral most of the time and did not favor any side, Zhi Xuan was still very cautious and did not want any further changes to make the other party pay more attention to him.

Unfortunately, his wish didn't come true.

The last batch of scouts were dispatched, and everyone didn't report much hope, and even slowed down their marching speed, ready to turn around and return at any time.Unexpectedly, the sound of horseshoes came, and the scouts brought back news that traces of the Rong tribe were found ahead.

"There are tent pens, horses, cattle and sheep."

The experienced scouts quickly deduced from the camp situation that the tribe suffered a change and should move out soon.

Fan Xu and the others were overjoyed, and immediately ordered the whole army to speed up and go to the spot discovered by the scouts.

Zhixuan's chariot was in the middle of the line, when a scout galloped by, he immediately stopped him and asked about the camp's details.

"My lord, there are hundreds of tents in the camp, and the wooden railings are very large. It should be most of them, and the number of people exceeds a thousand." The scout told Zhixuan the situation of the investigation in a concise manner.

"Thousand-person tribe?"

Zhi Xuan leaned on the car, tightened his cloak, and guessed the reason for the hasty relocation of the Ministry.Thinking of the strange wind before, I had an answer in my heart.

Several scouts led the way, and the team quickly found the camp.

As the scouts said, a large number of tents and some living utensils were scattered in the camp.The wooden stables were overwhelmed by the wind and snow, and the corpses of cattle and sheep were scattered inside and outside.

There are dead horses near the camp, and there are Rong people under the weight of snow beside the collapsed tents and animal pens.

These people are mainly old people and children, their bodies are wrapped in animal skins, and some of them don't even wear shoes on their feet.Due to being buried under the snow for a long time, his body was bruised and his tangled hair was brushed away. His facial features were quite different from those of the people of Xiyuan.

"Some were crushed to death, and some were injured and froze to death." Several soldiers stepped forward to check and found wounds on the head and body of the deceased.

Zhixuan ordered the driver to drive forward and parked beside Fan Xu's car. When he saw the dug out Rong people, he compared the situation of the camp and was more sure of his previous guess.

This tribe should not have moved away voluntarily, but encountered a strange wind and suffered a lot of losses.Fearing that the strange wind would strike again, he had to leave hastily.

The soldiers inspected the entire camp, spread out to search for traces under the snow, and soon discovered the direction of the tribe's migration.

Fan Xu immediately ordered a pursuit.

"Chase!"

The order was issued from one chariot to another, and all the clans in the army, including Zhixuan, erected battle flags, firmly inserted the flagpoles into the chariots, and tied them with ropes.

The soldiers swept away their frustration before, cheered up one after another, and rushed forward with the chariot.

The scouts rode their horses and galloped at the forefront. When encountering the strong wind, they quickly lowered their bodies, grasped the reins with both hands, and their upper body was almost attached to the horse's back. They kept whistling, driving the horses to gallop forward.

At the same time, a Rong tribe consisting of more than a thousand people is resting.

In the ice and snow, they did not set up tents, but piled up snow and built a snow wall around them to prevent wind.

Most of the tribe are strong men and women, old people and children are nowhere to be seen, and even half-grown teenagers are rarely seen.

Walls of snow rose, and men drove the cattle and sheep together with whips.Almost at the same time as the flock gathered, hundreds of Rong people, blue with cold, rushed over, trying to squeeze into the flock to keep warm.

"Go away!"

A man swung his whip violently in an attempt to drive people away.

The whips kept coming down, but the people who were beaten didn't seem to feel any pain. They curled up and hid among the sheep. As long as they didn't freeze to death, a few whips were nothing.

Most of these people are sheep slaves, and their status is even lower than the slaves in Xiyuan Kingdom.

They do the most tiring and dirtiest work, but they don't have enough to eat for many years.Occasionally getting a bone is a big deal and can even lead to a scramble.

It happened that such a group of people behaved the most viciously when the tribe went south.

In their conception, only by killing the people in the south and grabbing their food, can they have a full meal.They have no concept of good and evil, and everything follows their instincts, almost no different from wild animals.

Seeing that he couldn't get away, the whip-wielding man cursed a few more words before turning around and leaving.

Several other men were sitting around, cutting up a dead sheep with a knife, feeding the bloody meat into their mouths and munching.Seeing his companion approaching angrily and seeing the whip in his hand, he knew what was going on, so he didn't make fun of him, cut off a large piece of meat and threw it over.

"Wait for the spring to go south, grab more food and women and come back!"

The man didn't speak, but fiercely tore at the mutton.The blood flowed down the corner of his mouth, and before it dripped, it froze into ice, and was wiped off by him, leaving a clear mark on his face.

When the wind and snow subsided slightly, the tribal leader ordered to continue to set off, rushing to the hilly area that could shelter from the wind before dark.

"stand up!"

The full-fledged tribal warriors swung their whips vigorously to drive out the sheep slaves hiding in the herd.

In previous natural disasters, they lost a large number of tents, livestock and part of the population.Fortunately, the strong warriors are all there.The leader has the confidence to lead the tribe to grow again.

Without tents and hides, they could rob other tribes.As for whether the robbed tribe is dead or alive, that's none of their business.

The soldiers pushed down the snow wall and walked together in a mess.

The sound of horseshoes, scolding, wailing, and the neighing of livestock mixed together, and once overwhelmed the bitter north wind.

During the march, the team gradually pulled into a long line, and the people behind stepped on the footprints left by the front, and trudged forward with difficulty through the snow that was deeper than the calf.

Suddenly, the sheep slave at the back let out a scream, full of fear and panic.

Because the team dragged on too long, the ears were filled with whistling wind, and the tribe members in front failed to notice the situation at the first time.It wasn't until the familiar sound of the horn came from behind that they suddenly changed their faces, turned their horses hastily, and looked towards the end of the team, only to see the black army rushing across the snow field and crushing towards them.

At the front of the line was a line of chariots, with Fan Xu in the center as the vanguard, and Zhi Xuan and the other clans half a car behind him, serving as the two wings.

The driver in each car is vigorously waving the rein, driving the horse to accelerate continuously.

On the chariot, Rong held up his shield on the right, and the doctor Qing on the left held a long sword and drew his strong bow one by one.The arrow pierced through the clouds and fell into the ranks of the Rong people. The cavalry on both sides of the chariot shot their bows on horseback. It didn't need to be very precise, it only needed to cause confusion to the Rong people and cut off the huge team from it.

The sound of desolate horns tore through the strong wind, and the chariot bit the tail of the Rong army and hit the sheep slaves behind.

The screams were endless, and the driver did not slow down, but drove the horses to continue running wildly, completely tearing the Rong people's team apart.

The pawns followed closely, five of them in one army, ten in one fire, and gathered themselves when attacking, launching a crushing killing of the target.

The wheels rolled forward, and the screams of the Rong people kept ringing out, and they were soon crushed by the halberds and swords.

Zhi Xuan stood on the car, almost no chance to make a move.

As the chariot accelerated, all the Rong people in front were knocked into the air, and those who rushed forward were also dealt with by Rong You.Hundreds of soldiers followed closely behind his chariot, constantly killing targets within the attack range, followed Zhi Xuan's chariot to the front of the team, and confronted several soldiers wearing bone ornaments.

When they were attacked suddenly, the Rong people quickly fell into chaos, and the long line was broken into several pieces.In this case, the clans could only fight on their own, leading soldiers to hunt and kill in different directions.

Zhixuan entered the battlefield at the beginning, without any experience, and did not reap the battle achievements halfway like others, but let the chariot continue to gallop forward.

Zhi Xuan didn't give the order, and the driver and Rong You couldn't make a sound.

The chariot continued to soar, and the soldiers could only run forward.At the end of the run, even Fan Xu was separated, and only Zhi Xuan rushed up in a chariot.

Seeing dozens of people in front, Zhi Xuan instinctively sensed something was wrong, and was about to tell the driver to slow down, but the latter misunderstood him, thinking that Zhi Xuan disliked the speed being too slow, so he swung the reins vigorously to lock on to the target ahead, Hit it fiercely.

The war horse spread its hooves, and the speed was astonishingly fast.

When Zhi Xuan was holding on to the railing of the car and trying to stabilize himself, a black shadow suddenly rushed towards him.

Before he had time to think about it, Zhi Xuan instinctively clenched his long sword and swung it upwards forcefully. The bright red blood rained down, and a beast skull with protruding fangs rolled down at his feet.

Just at the last moment, this skull was still worn on the head of a Rong man, and now it rolled off the carriage, and its owner was also cut open in the chest by a long sword, fell backward with his eyes wide open, and died on the spot.

In his hand, a weapon made of a beast's leg bone was broken into two pieces. The cut was very neat, apparently cut by a sword.

Zhi Xuan gasped for breath, and a pungent smell hit him, almost blocking his nose.

The Rong people seemed to be frightened, looked at the man lying beside the car, and forgot to attack for a moment.Until a Rong man shouted: "Boss!"

Accompanied by this roar, the Rong people around woke up as if they had just woken up from a dream. They rushed up desperately, trying to snatch the man's body back.Several people rushed to the chariot, aiming at the fallen beast skull.

Zhi Xuan couldn't understand Rong's language, so he could only infer from the other's behavior that he seemed to have killed a big shot?

The driver and Rong You were very excited, and quickly helped him out: "Young Master beheaded the chieftain, Cai!"

After Rong You and the driver, the soldiers also shouted loudly, rushing towards the rest of the Rong people with excitement on their faces.According to the national law of Xiyuan, it is a great achievement to kill most of the chieftains. They can only be worthy of being the son Xuanjiashi if they fight harder.

Compared with the excitement of the soldiers, Zhi Xuan looked blank, not knowing how to evaluate his luck.

Is this good or bad?

But his expressionless face was misleading.

Seeing how calm and composed he was, the soldiers couldn't help admiring him even when he beheaded the chieftain in the first battle.Even the soldiers who were gifted to Zhi Xuan by the monarch could not help but admire him at this moment.

Misunderstandings arose like this, and quickly took root in everyone's hearts, without giving Zhixuan the slightest chance to explain.