"When I was reading history books, I often saw a lot of talk about barbarians controlling hundreds of thousands of strings. At that time, I couldn't imagine what it was like to control hundreds of thousands of strings."

Governor Feng held a whip in his hand and rode on his horse. He said to General Guan next to him with high spirits:

"Now that I personally lead tens of thousands of cavalry troops and gallop across the desert, I finally understand why the barbarians dare to call themselves the proud sons of heaven!"

It was early summer, and the weather was excellent. The sky was a magnificent blue, like flawless smooth satin turned upside down.

 The dazzling sun spreads warmth, and the cool breeze blowing from time to time does not make people feel hot.

At a glance, the boundless green, wherever you look, the green color is flowing everywhere, gently flowing into the clouds, making people feel relaxed and happy.

It is a pity that this stunning beauty has now been destroyed by a torrent.

This torrent of iron cavalry has no beginning in front and no tail behind, rolling up an endless dragon.

The bright sunshine, the clear river, and the desert filled with the scent of green grass were all filled and obscured by the roar of this long dragon.

Countless iron hooves trampled on the grass, and bits of cow and horse dung were raised in the air.

General Guan looked at all this with a smile on his face:

“So what if the proud man of heaven is so proud? When Feng Junhou gave the order, Hu Qiying followed. It can be seen that the proud man of heaven is nothing more than this.”

Hearing this, Governor Feng burst into laughter and felt even more proud.

Being in the wilderness, both physically and mentally at ease, Feng Junhou could not help but sing loudly and said:

 “I immediately arrived thousands of mountains away,

 Listen to the wind singing the sounds of nature,

 The years have changed,

 The mind is still at ease,

 I sing songs thousands of miles away,

 The bright moon is with me

 …”

General Guan raised his eyebrows upon hearing this.

She had not seen Alang like this for a long time, singing this kind of tune with such incomprehensible words.

As soon as he finished singing, General Guan couldn't help but asked curiously:

 “What’s the name of this song?”

 “I’m from the grassland!”

 Investor Feng raised his eyebrows at General Guan, and then laughed wildly.

General Guan asked wisely:

 “Where do you want to go from the grassland?”

Feng Junhou held a riding whip in his hand and pointed to the southeast: "Central Plains, attack the thieves!"

Hundreds of years ago, Huo Biaoyao set out from Guanzhong, entered the Jiuyuan hometown, and then entered the desert from the Jiuyuan hometown, and finally made a big circle and came to Juyanze.

Then he went up the Weak River and entered Liangzhou. He went back and forth across the Hexi Corridor, which was still the hinterland of the captives at that time, and killed tens of thousands of captives, which was the beginning of the strong Han Dynasty.

Today, hundreds of years later, Governor Feng also led a large army and walked the same path as Huo Piaoyao.

 So Feng Jishi's high-spiritedness is not different for no reason. The difference between the two is that the directions of the two are exactly opposite.

 From Juyanhai to Gaoque Fortress, it is about more than 1,800 miles, nearly 2,000 miles.

 Speaking of far, it means really far.

Even if, like Feng Jishi, the whole army is carried on mules, it will still take at least a month to travel, and it may be longer.

 However, for the Han army, this is not an insurmountable difficulty.

 After all, when Huo Qubing first walked this road, there was still nothing in the desert.

Not to mention the far ones, but the closer ones. During Emperor Ling's time, the Han army still had the ability to divide its troops into three groups and go out to conquer Tanshihuai.

 At that time, tens of thousands of cavalry also traveled more than 2,000 miles, which was further than the entire journey Feng Prefect made this time.

Now, Governor Feng has not only been exploring the road for three years, but also has the ruined walls of the former Han pass as landmarks along the way.

After a lapse of sixty years, the Han army finally set off again on a large scale and appeared in the vast desert.

 Only this time, the desert barbarians no longer have a hero like Tan Shihuai.

 The only one who is somewhat decent is Kebineng, who is hiding in his hometown of Jiuyuan.

 At this time, Kebineng had to rely on the support of Liangzhou in order to make a comeback.

Xianbei in the west, close to Liangzhou Pass, has been transformed in a planned and step-by-step manner in Liangzhou over the past few years, although the transformation methods have been radical. Now a considerable part of it has been integrated into Liangzhou's emerging industrial chain.

 The remaining ones either fled north or east.

And in the vast desert between Juyan County and Jiuyuan's hometown, the farther away from Liangzhou Pass, the more tribes were lucky enough to escape Liangzhou's transformation.

 But this time, the luck of these barbarian tribes finally began to run out.

Feng Jishi led 50,000 Yi from Hu Qi out of the fortress, but he had no intention of letting these Yi from Hu Qi follow him to the end.

These 50,000 Huqi were divided into three routes, one heading due east, one heading northeast, and one heading southeast, spreading out in a fan shape.

 Their mission is to clear out as many wild barbarian tribes as possible on the road ahead.

 The cattle, sheep and horses of the wild Hu tribe can provide part of the rations for the army.

 After all, there is an army of 80,000. Even though military rations have been replaced for N generations, it is still an extremely heavy burden for Liangzhou.

 So the Hu tribes along this road were the food supply points for the army.

And those who were captured at Dingkou on the grassland would be escorted back to Juyan County by the assigned Hu cavalry.

 At the same time, these Hu cavalry who are constantly returning can also protect the rear food routes of the army.

 Yi Conghu's cavalry was provided with part of the rations by the army, and everything from war horses to weapons was prepared by themselves.

 After the weapons in the Han army were upgraded, a considerable part of the obsolete military supplies flowed into their hands.

 Although it is said to be a discarded product, it is an extremely high-quality weapon for the barbarians.

 Before, if you wanted to obtain weapons of this level, just the channels would be a big problem.

Even if there are channels, quantity is also an issue.

Not to mention the price, it is impossible to get it without a high price of two, three or even four or five times.

Yicong Huqi from Liangzhou happened to be in the midst of the upgrading of the military industry of the Han Dynasty. He was able to obtain the Han army's standard weapons from the Han Dynasty at a reasonable price. It was like a piece of cake falling from the sky.

Therefore, although Yicong Huqi is called Yicong, to the Hu people on the grassland, they are no longer on the same level.

 The trophies they captured on the battlefield do not need to be handed over; they belong to themselves.

This time I followed Feng Langjun to the fortress and got a big advantage in capturing laborers.

 In which round did this fat man get them?

Only the troops under the governor's command are eligible to get involved.

Even though half of the captured labor must be paid, the remaining half is enough to make everyone red-eyed.

Three groups of horsemen, each with more than 10,000 people, were like locusts, constantly expanding their search area to the east.

 Many barbarians from small tribes were rushed into the tribes by large numbers of cavalry before they could react. How could bone weapons block iron weapons?

 “Who are you?”

 The leader of the small tribe led the only warriors in the tribe and tried to resist while shouting loudly.

“You guys, go around to the back and don’t let the people over there escape!”

 “The rest, scatter them!”

 “Don’t be anxious, try to catch the ones alive, and everyone will have a share when you’re done!”

 The voice of the conductor came from the distance.

 In Yi Cong Hu Qi Li, there were two or three Han Army Sima for every thousand people, who were responsible for supervision during weekdays and recording meritorious service during wartime.

These military commanders were either students from the Jiangwu Hall who were transferred to the army after their internship period in the army, or they were directly recruited from the backbone of the Liangzhou army.

Although the degree of organization is far less than that of the regular army in Liangzhou, there is still a rough and simple organization.

 “Han Army?”

The tribal leader also had some knowledge and recognized that it was Han people talking.

 Just looking at the cavalry troops that were constantly outflanking and compressing them from both wings, they were clearly the same type of people as themselves.

The tribal leader yelled nonsense a few more times, and in response was the sound of horse hooves that began to speed up, and bursts of whistling sounds coming from the other party's mouth.

 Soon, a dozen riders on each side suddenly flew past.

Before the tribal leader could understand, the tribesmen in front suddenly became confused. Some people screamed and fell off their horses.

Immediately afterwards, the tribal leader finally saw clearly that it was an extremely thick hemp rope, which was being violently scraped through the crowd on his side under the control of the enemy.
To be continued...