If it is the sound of horse hooves from a friendly army, it will inevitably be like the sound of an uplifting drum, which makes people happy, but if it is the sound of horse hooves from an enemy army, it will be like the rumble and tremor that comes from a mountain torrent, which is terrifying.
The Hu people who rushed out of Gubeikou found that they were not freedom but death.
Facing the panicked Wuhuan people, the Jiankun people and the Rouran people held up their swords and guns, and made earth-shaking shouts from their chests that were full of breath.
Can't beat Zhao Yun, can't beat these Wuhuan people?
Although when he came with the new army of Changshan, he knew that he would be driven by the Han people and was likely to face other Hu people, there was not much empathy between tribes and tribes in the desert, just like the counties and counties in the Han Dynasty were not full of friendship, and if his butt was tilted, his attitude would be different.
After all, the Hu people are probably still living in a world where fists are more important.
The worlds between people are different, so when the Jiankun and Rouran people raised their swords and guns to the Wuhuan and Xianbei people, there were not many psychological barriers. Perhaps in the hearts of the Jiankun and Rouran people, these Wuhuan and Xianbei people had already fallen out of their personality and were about to become their slaves and drivers.
Who would give equality and freedom to slaves and exorcism?
The so-called abolition movement is just to let slaves come out of the manor, enter factories, and become new slaves. Of course, new slaves may have the right to choose a factory, but they do not choose not to sell their labor and not be exploited.
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In the Yanshan Gubeikou Mountain Road, the fight continues.
Yu Zhuge was hit by three Cao's cavalry and finally fell off his horse.
His guard had long been damaged in constant escape and battle, disappeared under the horse's hooves, and mixed with the rotten mud.
Yu Zhuge fell off his horse's back and before he could stand firm again, he immediately had a long knife and two long spears greeted him.
Yu Zhuge dodged a spear and blocked another sword, but could not dodge the last spear. It was scratched to the side of his waist, and a narrow wound was cut out, almost cutting his belly!
『Save me!』
Yu Zhuzu shouted.
Some Xianbei people heard it and rushed up to fight with Cao's soldiers, but more Xianbei people didn't hear it or pretended not to hear it, and were still rushing forward without even looking back at it.
The Xianbei people who came back to save Yu Zhuge were the first to be cut off half of their heads by a small axe flying from somewhere. The brain was sprayed out for a long time and rushed to the ground with a grunt. The two people following behind were also stabbed by long spears, howling and trying to fight back, but they could only jump around and die like fish in the fork.
"No! No!" Yu Zhuhu shouted, then looked at the soldiers of Cao's army surrounding him, "I...I surrender..."
Before Yu Zhuge could shout something, the Cao army soldiers who were already red-eyed and rushed forward.
『Ahhh…』
With Yu Zhuge's scream, the sound of the grunt of swords and guns cutting flesh and blood was heard.
I wonder what Yu Zhuzu remembered at the last moment?
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Cao Chun thought nothing about it.
The weapon in Cao Chun's hand has also been changed several times. Now I don't know who dropped a sword.
His mount also changed to the second one.
The previous war horses had already died in the charge.
It used to be his beloved war horse, but now it doesn't even collect the corpse for it...
He held a knife and killed from east to west, from south to north. He didn't know how many Hu people had killed and killed. He even had an arrow on his back and had no time to deal with it.
He had only one purpose, completely disrupting the command system of the Hu people and dispersing the gathering. As long as he found out that the Hu people began to gather and there were signs of recovery, he would rush over with his subordinates and crush him.
Along the way, he rescued many soldiers and many people, but in the same way, many soldiers and people died on the road to attack.
Now, many soldiers and people following Cao Chun have changed, and even his original guards have been separated or killed or injured, with most of them.
According to the previous combat mode, if the loss exceeds 20%, you need to consider retreating. If it exceeds 30%, you need to withdraw immediately. Now, perhaps the casualties of Cao's army have exceeded 20% very early, but Cao Chun did not have the idea of ​​retreating half and half, and he was still very excited and comfortable.
That's right, Shuchang...
If you don’t think so much, don’t plan anything, don’t care about gains and losses, just fight, just fight.
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Cao's army was full of murderous aura and pressed forward step by step.
Mo Huba saw Suli and some guards surrounded by Cao's soldiers. The screams in his mouth were already a little hoarse and powerless. After not long after, he hurriedly led some people to kill Suli.
Mo Huba waved his sword and slashed around, opening a gap and saving Suli.
"Shanyu! Where is your troops?!" Mo Huba shouted while separating the other Cao army soldiers who rushed up.
If Mo Huba had rescued a little later, Suli would probably be chopped into meat paste.
This kind of thing is very common on the battlefield.
The power of order is often effective only when there is order. The more chaotic the situation, the lower the power of order. Whether it is the Great Shanyu or the Great Khan, in fact, they have not yet escaped from the flesh and bone mortal fetus. If they are stabbed by a knife or a gun, they will die.
Suli thought that if he was the Great Shanyu, he would be supported by everyone and guarded by his life?
Suli had just escaped from danger, and the blood on her face had not recovered yet. She was old and was out of breath and was speechless. She just shook her head.
"Mr. Mo Huba, we can't resist it anymore... Look, all the fronts are retreating..." A Hu man with a long-standing appearance in a 100-horse shouted loudly, "We must run ahead of them, otherwise..."
Mo Huba looked back. The soldiers of Cao's army and the people of Youzhou were mixed together, swarming up with their morale, and they looked like rainbows. On the other hand, they had been surrounded by the enemy and were being violently surrounded and killed by the enemy. The fact that failure was inevitable.
Everyone was shocked by the momentum displayed by Cao's army and the Han people in Youbei.
"how so……"
Mo Huba murmured.
Aren’t those all docile drives like lambs?
Why do you look as fierce as a vicious wolf now?
What kind of world is this?
"The Great Chanyu!" Mo Huba suddenly said in a deep voice, "You can't continue like this! I'll cover you here for a while, and you can gather more people! Otherwise we will all die here! You are our Great Chanyu! You have to stand up!"
I don’t know where the hat that Suli was wearing was thrown away. His gray hair was scattered and he did not have the majesty of the so-called Great Shanyu. However, after listening to Mo Huba’s words, he barely maintained some dignity and nodded with gritted teeth, "That’s right... It should be like this... My brother, if I can go back this time, I will definitely sign you as my Right King!"
Mo Huba smiled, and then said nothing, so he asked Suli to quickly lead the remaining guards to escape.
"Sir...we really want to block the Han people for them?"
Mo Huba was silent for a while and smiled, "It's them who want to block the Han people for us... But if they don't give them some time to gather first, how can they attract the attention of the Han people?"
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The Wuhuan and Xianbei people who escaped from Gubeikou first came to the most cruel blow.
Except for the soldiers of the Cao army, most of the Han people did not have war horses, so when they ran wildly, most of the Han people had no way to chase and intercept them, but now it is different. Those who chase and intercept them are the Jiankun people and Rouran people who also have war horses.
The Jiankun people and Rouran people who were ambushing here in advance launched a charge against the Wuhuan people and Xianbei people and launched an encirclement and suppression amid the shouts of shouting all over the mountains.
The Wuhuan and the Xianbei people were frightened, and they thought they had encountered the end of the world.
Originally, in the land of Youzhou, these Wuhuan people and Xianbei people thought they were the eldest and the second. After all, they were standing on the earth, eating cattle and sheep, rather than the marsh of the land plowed by the land. Therefore, they did not have an unreliable feeling of land like the farming people, nor did they look down on the people of Youzhou who have been in the same place all their lives.
But now they found that they were not the kindness of God’s favor. Even if they called for immortality or the thief, there was no difference. The damn ones would still die, and the ones who could not escape still could not escape.
The Jiankun people and the Rouran people whistled and shook the ropes, trapping the Wuhuan people and Xianbei people who were trying to escape one by one, grabbed the horses, and then tied them together skillfully, and then blew the whistle again, causing the frightened war horses to come back.
They were not worried that the Wuhuan or Xianbei war horses would be lost, because they knew that these war horses would still come back...
After all, they are just ridden by people, and they are wandering in the wilderness, and they are going to face jackals, tigers and leopards.
If you want freedom, you must have the courage to face death.
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After seeing that Su Li had successfully gathered a group of people, Mo Huba took the people away from the right path at Gubeikou without saying a word and began to escape to a remote place.
The reason why Gubeikou has become a key road for the army is that there are rivers on this road. Other mountainous areas are not that they cannot be turned over or that they cannot walk. Instead, there is no river as a water source, and walking around in most cases means seeking death.
And now...
There is snow!
The heavy snow covers your vision, and there may be a risk of getting lost in the mountainous areas, but compared to the danger of being bitten by Cao's butt and chasing him all the way, Mo Huba would rather take someone to the mountain!
As for the Great Shanyu, it was a big red deer at this time. Isn’t it the best target to attract Cao’s army?
"This time when we go back, we won't come out in the white mountains and black waters!" Someone shouted, as if venting, and then we were crying, "My brother is dead... I was alive yesterday, and I'm still alive, why, why!"
When he killed the Han people, he never asked why. Now that his brother is dead, he seems to have begun to consider why.
Human beings are always individuals, without effective order and sound laws, they can only be a mess of sand.
If you keep walking along the main road of Gubeikou, you will definitely be entangled with Cao's soldiers and others and will be difficult to get out. Even if you can occasionally block the advance of some Cao's soldiers, you will not have enough time and space to organize an effective counterattack.
Mo Huba originally thought that Yu Zhuge could buy them a certain amount of time, but he didn't expect that Yu Zhuge was just a waste...
"What a fucking waste..." Mo Huba cursed in a low voice, then shouted, "Don't delay, be careful that Cao's troops will catch up with you behind us! We must get rid of their pursuit as soon as possible, otherwise we will be dead!"
The decline of the grassland and desert has become a cold reality that seems to be in front of you. The dreams that had wanted to make a fortune by taking advantage of the reputation or resurrection have now been broken all over the ground and can't be found.
In the thousands of years of history of China, wars and peace between the nomadic tribes on the grassland and the farming dynasties in the Central Plains have been repeated throughout the whole process. In a long period of time, nomadic tribes were able to go south to the Central Plains and gain rule. Most of the time, they were driven away by the farming people and became a foil.
If it weren't for the Western invasion, China would have had another struggle between farming and nomadic struggle in the late Qing Dynasty. The old witch guards strictly guarding the so-called slaves, which is actually not a complete mistake.
The barbarians have no fortune for a hundred years. Is it really because they lack national fortune?
The most fundamental reason is that an effective cultural heritage system cannot be formed in the grassland and desert.
The lifestyle of nomadic tribes on the grassland determines that they have always had a completely different governance logic from the Central Plains. The nomadic migration characteristics have led to the inability to establish a stable bureaucratic system and central fiscal system on the grassland.
Because both the bureaucratic system and the central fiscal system need to have stable tax revenue as the basis, the basic logic of a dynasty's taxation is that the cost of taxation cannot exceed the benefits of taxation, otherwise, taxation is not a cost-effective thing, and this can only be achieved when the population is settled and the household registration is all in the state.
For the nomadic peoples in the grassland and desert, living by pursuing water and grass is their lifestyle, and it is too easy to evade taxes...
The consequence of not having stable tax revenue is that the grassland regime cannot carry out large-scale unified governance.
We can only adopt a loose tribal system to control the system. If it can be stabilized, the nomadic peoples in the grassland and desert may not develop into the Western city-state system. Unfortunately, due to uncertain weather factors in the grassland and desert, even the most basic "stability" cannot be achieved.
In fact, from a certain perspective, the country of grassland and desert exists based on the farming peoples in the Central Plains. Although these nomadic peoples in the grassland and desert are very reluctant to admit this.
Because of the continuous migration of nomadic tribes, the amount of daily necessities they can produce is extremely limited. Once the population expands, the nomadic peoples need a large number of daily necessities, which need to be exchanged with the farming peoples in the Central Plains before they can be obtained.
There may be two forms of exchange, namely war plunder and trade trading.
No matter which form it is, it will change because of the power balance between the two sides. Especially when the Central Plains farming nation was strong, the damage suffered in the early years would be affected by various restrictions, various bans on sale and other means. Therefore, the small tribes on the grassland had to unite and negotiate trade with the Central Plains dynasty to fight for reasonable prices and exchange rules. Therefore, the small tribes united to become a large tribe alliance. When the leader of the powerful tribe alliance appeared, a nomadic kingdom would appear.
The first one to appear was the Huns.
Moreover, the power of the tribe cannot be effectively inherited. When the previous generation of strong men grows old, the next generation will definitely experience uncontrollable chaos and struggles. Even the huge Yuan Dynasty empire can only go to destruction.
This is true for Suli and Mohuba.
Although they have the will, they cannot resist the general trend of demise.
Because interests come together, they will naturally betray and separate because of interests.
After Mo Huba escaped with his men, he lost the effective rear-end organization, and the battlefield quickly turned into a bloody massacre.
Cao Chun brought his troops, one by one like a wolf or a tiger, and the swords and spears in his hands were devouring the enemy's lives.
In the case of killing madness, even if the Wuhuan people or the Xianbei people want to surrender, no one will show mercy.
In the end, Suli was caught up by Cao Chun.
Su Li is old and just as he fights Cao Chun, he realizes something is wrong.
Su Li originally thought that Cao Chun had been chasing him for so long, and his physical strength would be consumed a lot. If he could take the opportunity to fight back, then the entire declining situation might still have a glimmer of hope, but he didn't expect that he would also consume a lot on the way to escape, and his age did not have any advantage compared to Cao Chun.
Even if Cao Chun consumes more, Cao Chun is younger and recovers faster.
After fighting each other for a few times, Su Li's arms numb and quickly tried to urge the horse to stay away from Cao Chun and adjust his strength. However, he found that Cao Chun was not thrown away at all, but followed him like a ghost!
Suli was shocked, and then suddenly saw that the sword in Cao Chun's hand was replaced by a spear. There was also dark brown blood stains left by someone on the tip of the spear...
The spear ejected, pierced under Suli's left rib, and instantly protruded from the other side!
The huge pain accompanied by blood splattered out of Suli's mouth like a heart-wrenching and splattering.
Suli is dead.
The Wuhuan people around them couldn't help but roar, like wild dogs that were scared to pee.
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Outside Gubeikou, Zhao Yun immediately speared.
"Protector, I found that Cao's army appeared!"
The scouts circling ahead report.
Zhao Yun looked at the bloody battlefield in the distance.
The corpses were everywhere, destroying the originally flawless snow.
There was an unpleasant smell of fishy smell in the air, and broken flags and weapons were discarded everywhere.
The broken flags were floating, as if they were wailing in the cold wind.
"If Cao's army leaves the valley, kill it." Zhao Yun said calmly, as if he was talking about the great way of truth between heaven and earth. "If he stops at the entrance of the road, he will be spared from death."
"Which!" The subordinates went to pass the order.
"Protector..." Zhao Yun's personal guard whispered, "Is it appropriate to let Cao's army go like this..."
Zhao Yun nodded slightly and said, "Pang Lingjun has something to say, if Cao's army is willing to attack, let them go."
When he heard that Pang Tong had something to say first, Zhao Yun's personal guard immediately shut up.
Zhao Yun raised his head and looked into the distance. He seemed to be able to see Cao Chun's figure at the other end of the snow. "After all, he was considered to be a Han Chinese, expelling Hu Rong... It's just a pity..."
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Cao Chun's body, blood and minced meat, and ice residue were stained on his armor, making him look more like an evil ghost from the area.
But when he heard the Cavalry Army appear outside the valley entrance, he was stunned and he had been relieved for a while.
『No...no attack?』
Cao Chun couldn't understand.
Isn't this the best opportunity?
The Cao army was exhausted and was at the end of the power...
If he was standing in Zhao Yun's position now, he would definitely lead the army to attack and kill a river of blood...
Cao Chun suddenly understood something and slowly turned around and looked around.
The soldiers of Cao's army and the people of Youzhou.
Gasp, tired face.
Cao Chun sighed a long sigh. Although in some ways, this counterattack could be said to be a big victory, but in fact...
There was still some joy of victory, but now it has disappeared.
turn out to be……
in this way.
『Get out the troops…』 Cao Chun lowered his head and said hoarsely, 『We... return to the army…』
His body was hunched over, as if he was crushed by frost.
Heavy snow fell.
Chapter completed!