Li Yongsheng didn't want to deal with the Rangers of Shuntian Mansion, but when they caught up, he couldn't stop him from a thousand miles away.

So he said simply that you can follow behind or discuss with the Rangers of the Three County Cities to cooperate. We mainly deal with the coalition forces of the Three County Cities and will not worry about you again.

Of course, if you keep hanging behind you obediently and encounter attacks from Rouran's army, we will do our best to support you.

This is why he intends to classify Shuntian Ranger as the rear army. If he is willing to accept it, he is willing to include it in the system.

However, in this way, Shuntian people will not encounter many battles, and their spoils will be greatly reduced.

Of course, he did not insist on doing this. Shuntian Rangers can choose by themselves. If they are unwilling to give up, they will also let them. But in that case, once they encounter a strong enemy, their own rescue may not be so timely and hard.

This is not his prejudice against the raiders of Shuntian Mansion, but in a state of war, one must emphasize unified command.

It is obviously impossible to expect the Shuntian Prefecture Rangers and the Three County Rangers to work closely together. Once they get involved in the camp of the Three County, the entire team will be affected.

The same is true for other real people.

The two real people who came to discuss did not dare to agree so, so they turned around.

Soon afterwards, smoke and dust rose, but the rangers from Shuntian Mansion chased after him. More than ten people were at the forefront, all dressed by local herders in Rouran. However, when they saw the tall horses they rode, they knew that these guys were not simple.

Among the more than ten riders, there were two women, one of whom was a high-level practice training, and was born with five large, three thick, wide and round waists, and a circle of furry beards on his mouth.

The woman rushed forward and bowed her hand immediately before she was about to speak. When she saw Gongsun Weiming, she was stunned, "But is the senior of the Gongsun family in western Liaoning?"

Gongsun Weiming looked at her with a little strange look. After hesitating for a while, he replied, "Shan Laohu's granddaughter?"

Duke Shan was from Yuzhou, but the branch of Shanhu moved to the Northeast to settle down. Later, Shanhu rose in the army because of his outstanding record with Ivan and Rouran.

It was not until he became the Five Tiger General that the Shan family head branch asked him to return to his hometown that he moved back from the northeast. However, the Shan family had already taken root in Youzhou at this time.

In the Gongsun family in western Liaoning, they had some relationships with Dan Laohu, but they could not be said to be particularly close, but they were always a favor.

"I've seen Gongsun Zhenren," the bearded woman quickly dismounted and gave a respectful and deep salute, "Little girl Dan Ling'er, you are talking about my grandfather."

"Breaking a fool," Gongsun Weiming snorted and said dissatisfiedly, "What are you here to do when you are a girl's house?"

There are also female cultivators among the Rangers, but the proportion is similar to that of Water Margin, about 3%.

There are a little more Rangers from Shuntian Mansion, almost half of them.

When the permit was angry, Shan Ling'er could only answer honestly, "There are brothers and sisters who worry about the family affairs. I have nothing to do with them. Come to Rouran for a while and have a good experience, and we will not let down these young years."

Gongsun Weiming snorted helplessly, but couldn't say much.

Everyone has stated that if he wants to stage a season of booming youth, what else can he say?

Then Shan Ling'er looked at Li Yongsheng again, "Dare you ask if it's Master Li?"

Li Yongsheng was not a person who judged others by his appearance, but Qian Shuai's granddaughter looked a little unbearable. He replied expressionlessly, "Master, we have already decided on our battle plan in Middle Earth."

Shan Ling'er answered very simply, "We don't want to be the rear army, can we join the left and right armies?"

Li Yongsheng shook his head and spoke decisively, "This is impossible. Who will listen to whom then?"

"Then we can be a forward," Shan Ling'er came from a military family and knew what kind of disaster would cause in the army, so she changed her suggestions.

And she did not forget to emphasize, "We can also not want the spoils, just to vent our anger...just a head."

It is worthy of being from Shuntian Mansion, and the spoils are not important. Brushing dungeons is just to reduce the number of kills.

"It's impossible," Gongsun Weiming refused without hesitation. "You think others are poor, and they are embarrassed to grab the spoils when you have captured the place?"

In fact, it is common to grab trophy in the world, and the rangers may not be rich, but in front of thousands of people, they openly enjoy other people's spoils. If you say a conscience, you really can't afford to lose that person.

The rangers live happily and revenge, and they all need face.

The children of the Gongsun family often come to the world to experience it, and they are very clear about this sense of honor.

Shan Ling'er also understood, so she hesitated and made another suggestion, "So, how about we join the army independently on the left side of the left side or on the right side of the right side?"

"You go and discuss with the people from those three counties," Li Yongsheng did not agree, nor did he disagree, and directly gave such an answer.

Shan Ling'er immediately assigned someone to discuss, and the others saw that Qian Shuai's granddaughter had hit a nail, but no one came to ask for trouble.

Before the person who went to discuss returned, the first encounter broke out and broke out in the search field of the Left Route Army.

Opposite is a tribe of 8,000 people, heading south towards the water and plants. It is summer now. When they heard that the border has been more stable recently, they drove cattle and sheep to go south.

This is also a habit of Rouran people. In the season when the water and grass are lush, try to grazing in the south. After all, it will take some time to grow after the grass is eaten.

By autumn, they went north. The grass in the north had grown tall and very strong. Such grass was not particularly nutritious, but after eating cattle and sheep, they were particularly hungry.

Such forage can help cattle and sheep survive the winter. If there are diligent people, they can also harvest the forage and bundle it into piles, so they will not be afraid of vain disasters.

However, there are not many families who bundle the grass into piles, and the amount of labor is too high, and the cattle and sheep eat a lot.

In Middle Turkey, people usually raise one or two cows and three or five sheep, but in Rouran, there are seven or eight people in a family of old and young, and at least dozens of cows or hundreds of sheep to have enough food and clothing.

In this ratio of people to animals, without mechanical equipment, binding grass will exhaust people.

Therefore, most herders in Rouran spend the winter by grazing, so they are easily affected by the white disaster. After a blizzard, countless cattle and sheep will freeze to death and starve to death.

These are too far-reaching. Anyway, this season is the time to drive cattle and sheep south so that the grass in the north will grow a little more lush.

When the left army encountered such a tribe, they rushed up directly. Two thousand rangers would basically not lose against eight thousand herders.

These herdsmen are not soldiers of the whole nation. Although most of the elderly are dead among the herdsmen; strong women can also fight, but after all, they are women, which are worse than men.

The most important thing is that there are many children among the herdsmen. Although eleven or twelve-year-olds can still fight, their combat effectiveness is not as good as that of a strong woman.

More importantly, there are nearly two thousand slaves in these eight thousand people, and the slaves will not participate in the war.

This is still the small tribe. A truly powerful tribe has more slaves than the tribe.

The left army encountered such a big piece of fat meat and rushed forward without hesitation.

Rouran was also not vague. After sending a warning signal, he fought fearlessly.

They don’t think they will lose, and the other side has only about two thousand people, how can they win?

They overestimated themselves and underestimated their opponents, two thousand Rangers, but they were not two thousand ordinary Middle-earth men.

The worst thing is that they didn't know that there were Ranger'er's friendly troops a hundred miles away.

What they thought was that we would first send young and strong men to attack each other, and at the same time stabilize the camp, then retreat, and drag the large troops to rescue, and win the battle.

Retreat...How long will it take to retreat? It's hard to say. Most of the Rouran country is very barren, with a vast land and sparse population. It's not easy to say. Even if there are fast-response troops like anti-hunting teams, they have to last for at least ten or eight hours.

They have the confidence to persist for three or five days, after all, there are eight thousand people. If they rely solely on defense, it is not difficult to persist for such a long time.

As long as they cause enough damage to the opponent, they know that this piece of bone is difficult to chew and cannot be captured in a hurry, it is very likely that they can force the opponent back by relying solely on the tribe's own strength.

After all, time is on their side, not on the opponent's side.

However, less than two hours later, the Rouran tribe began to regret it. They heard a faint sound of thunder, continuous, and the ground was trembling slightly. There were reinforcements from the other side, and there were a lot of them.

But at this time, it was too late to regret. Hundreds of people were quick-witted and left their relatives and friends to escape. However, more people hoped to resist the reinforcements from the other side and persevere until the arrival of their own reinforcements.

However, this was obviously futile. The arrival of the two thousand troops of the Central Army had already formed a crushing situation for this tribe.

Not to mention that there are more than ten real people in the 4,000 men of these two troops.

In the battle, there was no point in resisting it fiercely. One or two real people stepped forward and the situation suddenly reversed. There was no "causing huge damage to the other party."

Faced with these untrained herdsmen, the real person is just like a bug and cannot fight the battle formation. No matter how many low-level cultivators there are, it will be useless to face the real person.

The battle took place at the end of the afternoon and the beginning of the morning of the afternoon. It took only more than three hours before the end of Xu. It was not dark yet.

This tribe of more than 8,000 people left nearly two thousand corpses, and only six or seven hundred escaped, all the others became prisoners.

There are as many as 40,000 to 50,000 cattle and horses in this tribe, and there are also 100,000 sheep flocks, which is a great harvest.

However, no one was in a hurry to count the harvest. As the sky was getting dark, the rangers spread out their troops and horses, while capturing the lost horses, while looking for fish that had missed the net.

(I plan to buy a mechanical keyboard. It is initially determined that it is a red axis. Are 3802 and 3494 much different? Does anyone know? Well, please give me a monthly ticket by the way.)
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