The World of Yellow Sky

Chapter 553 Weird
The north wind is getting stronger, and fine snow particles have begun to be mixed in the gust of wind.

As a result, the vast grassland was covered with a thin layer of hoarfrost.

Xu An was guarded by a group of cavalry troops in the most central position. They had put away all the banners, and unfurling them in the strong wind would undoubtedly consume their stamina faster. For the current Yellow Turban Army, stamina is extremely precious , can't tolerate half a cent of waste.

Now that the Yellow Turban Army has entered the border of the western Xianbei, they may encounter the rangers of the western Xianbei at any time. Once they encounter the rangers of the western Xianbei, an encounter is likely to break out.

Xianbei in the west, Xiongnu in the south and Wuhuan are different from Xiqiang. They were once under the command of Tan Shikai. They once stood on the sidelines and defeated the extremely powerful Han Empire. Just over ten years ago, many people participated in the confrontation The Xianbei people who fought in the Han Dynasty are not old yet.

Even though the sun is setting and the rivers and rivers are declining, they still dare to attack anyone who dares to provoke them.

Although the western Xianbei tribe along the way did not pose much threat to the Yellow Turban Army, it still consumed the Yellow Turban Army's physical strength and delayed the Yellow Turban Army's precious time.

Now time is as precious to the Yellow Turban Army as physical strength.

"The sky in the Northland is colder than before..."

Feeling the howling cold wind, Lu Bu frowned slightly. He is from Jiuyuan, and he felt that the weather was unusual when he was in Jiuyuan.

But now in the Xianbei area in the west, without the cover of the mountains and rivers in the north, the climate has become colder, and even he is a little impatient.

All the generals of the Yellow Turban Army from Bingzhou are also looking bad. The weather this year seems to be getting colder every year.

After Xu An glanced over the generals beside him, he tightened his shirt and asked.

"How's the frostbite situation in the army today?"

Liu Pi lowered his head, even though the cavalry was covering him, the wind and snow still penetrated through the gap.

"There were more than [-] people who reported frostbite, all of which were frostbite on their feet, hands, and faces. There were also a few cavalry who fell off their horses because of the cold, but Pao Ze beside him rescued them in time. Trampled by the follow-up war horses, they are now placed in the wounded barracks."

Xu An nodded and didn't speak any more. The pressure on his shoulders was several times greater than in Kuicheng and Jizhou in the past.

In Kuicheng, defeated in Jizhou, he still has a comeback day, and he still has a chance to save.

But on the grassland, once the army is defeated, the army without supplies will suffer a devastating blow.

Although judging from the deduction, the Yellow Turban Army has little possibility of losing, but the talk on paper finally feels shallow, and it is absolutely clear that this matter must be done.

The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, and everything is possible. If the success or failure of a war can be determined only by looking at the data on paper, then there is no need to really fight this battle.

Now something happened in the army that Xu An didn't expect before. Most of the cavalry in the Wuxiang and Xiaoqi battalions are Han Chinese. They have lived in Bingzhou for a long time, living in the relatively warm south of the Great Wall.

In addition to the native origin of Bingzhou and the original cavalry of the Yellow Turban Army, many of the cavalry of the two battalions were brought by Zhang Yang.

Many of the Bingzhou Army brought by Zhang Yang were actually soldiers recruited from the Sanhe area. They lived in the warmer Hanoi area. They couldn't fit in.

The cavalry troops of the Shanggu and Bingzhou Battalions are Jianyong selected from the Southern Huns and Shanggu Wuhuan. They can adapt to such wind and snow. They know how to protect themselves better and are more adaptable. Therefore, they are not fighting Most of the downsizing occurred in the Xiaoqi and Wuxiang battalions.

Xu An looked gloomyly at the cavalry. He had been preparing for more than a year. The winter in the Little Ice Age was long and cold. Part of the stocks of the Southern Xiongnu and Shanggu Wuhuan were used to buy winter clothes for the cavalry under his command.

But even so, there are still many soldiers who fell in the cold and cold.

"How many miles are there to go to the Xianbei royal court in the west?"

Xu An narrowed his eyes slightly, lowered his head slightly, the cold wind chilled his eyes, and he was used to the warmth of Bingzhou.

Although there is winter in Bingzhou, it is much warmer than here, and there is no such cold wind that blows bone and heart like a sharp knife all the time.

"According to the reports from the scouts ahead, we have already entered the active zone with the Xianbei tribe in the west, and we are still two hundred and forty miles away from the Xianbei royal court in the west."

Liu Pi is the commander of the Eagle Wolf Guard, and this time the matter is of great importance, so he will also fight with the army, responsible for the transmission of military orders and the scouting news investigation.

Hearing Liu Pi's answer, everyone's faces were heavy, and they had to brace themselves to face it at this time.

Even Lu Bu, who was quite fearless at the beginning, looked solemn.

"Ming Gong, since we have entered the range of activities of the western Xianbei, the cavalry of the western Xianbei may appear at any time. As the rear army, the Wuxiang camp is some distance away from the Chinese army, so the last general will return to the Wuxiang camp to place troops and be careful. Western Xianbei may come to the trilogy."

Xu Huang lightly held the horse's belly, leading the horse under his seat forward a few steps, and walked to Xu An's side.

Xu An nodded slightly and agreed to Xu Huang's request.

The combat matters have been arranged, and it is reasonable for Xu Huang to apply to return to Wuxiang Camp.

The wind and snow became more and more intense, and the weather became more and more severe. Xu An's heart also slowly sank to the bottom of the valley. During this journey, what he saw was nothing but grassland, and what he experienced was nothing but wind and snow.

Xu An gently rubbed the position of his temples, his mind has been tense for too long, and now he feels groggy, this battle is really too important.

After another distance, the sound of orders and whistles began to sound in the queue.

Now it's time to switch to war horses. The foundation of the Yellow Turban Army is too weak. Only more than [-] pairs of Takahashi saddles and double-footed stirrups can be produced, which is just enough to supply the main horses of the Fifth Battalion Cavalry Army. , Congma naturally cannot be strong.

Fortunately, enough horseshoes were made, and horseshoes were the top priority of Xu An's order, so the more than [-] horses that accompanied the army in this battle were fitted with horseshoes.

The winding procession stopped slowly, and everyone skillfully removed the high bridge saddle and stirrups from their respective horses, and replaced them with another horse.

Xu An took this opportunity to sit on the ground, the inner sides of his legs ached from the saddle.

But this is much better than when he captured Youzhou Dai County and Shanggu County before. When he led the army to march quickly, the inner sides of his legs were worn out and bloody.

After learning the lesson that time, Xu An consciously began to train his riding skills, and for this thousand-mile raid, the cavalry of the Fourth Battalion also made many long-distance marches on the border of Bingzhou. Although it cost a lot, But it's all worth it.

Xu An's spirit improved slightly, and Xu Hong also changed the saddle of his war horse for Xu An.

Just when Xu An got on the horse, he saw something wrong with the expression on Lu Bu's face.

"Fengxian, is there something wrong?"

It was the first time Xu An saw Lu Bu's expression like this, so he asked directly.

Lu Bu frowned, he didn't know how to talk to Xu An, because the thoughts in his mind were all conjectures without any basis.

"The last general just thought of something suddenly."

Xu An held the reins of the horse and waited for Lu Bu's next words. He knew that it was impossible for Lu Bu to frown because of some trivial matter.

"In the past, Duke Ming set up an ambush in Shandaobu, Hedong County, to ambush Shangjun soldiers. I was among them at the time. We actually sent scouts to investigate that day, but we still couldn't find any traces of Duke Ming's trilogy, so that the whole army fell into a siege and was defeated. "

"So I was thinking..."

The deeper Lu Bu went into the Western Xianbei's activities, the more uneasy he felt. This kind of uneasiness had appeared once before the mountain ambush.

It also appeared in Hedong County when they were chasing the Xiliang Army, and both times it was fulfilled.

"The Western Xianbei may have discovered us, but our army's scouts lack experience and are not familiar with the terrain and have not found any clues."

Xu An felt his body go stiff for a moment, and Lu Bu's words made him feel like he had fallen into an ice cave.

He finally understood the reason for the discomfort in his heart during this journey. It is normal that he did not encounter Xianbei in the west during the first hundred miles of this journey.

But they traveled another forty or fifty miles to the place where the Xianbei tribe was active in the west, but there was still no trace of the Xianbei tribe in the west. This is a bit...

……

The wind and rain are getting stronger and stronger, and the cold wind blowing from the north has never been much of a hindrance, roaring across the vast grassland.

Although the atmosphere in the western Xianbei court at this time in previous years was not lively, most of the people had already hid in warm tents to avoid the cold.

But this year, the royal court of Xianbei in the west was very noisy. Xianbei people wearing fur coats and thick fur hats walked through the royal court.

The hurried Xianbei language hovered over the royal court.

Dressed in fur and tightly wrapped, He Louqi, the master of Xianbei in the west, held his waist knife and looked gloomy at the busy guards in the royal court.

The meaning of an adult in the Xianbei tribe is almost the same as that of Shanyu of the Huns. Although the actual meaning is different, the leader of Xianbei has such a name.

But these can only be counted as their respective language habits, or the names that the Han court put on them.

Xu An didn't care about the names of the tribal leaders of Xianbei, so in his words, he used Shanyu as his name.

He Louqi is the commander in charge of Xianbei in the west now, and the reason for his gloomy face at the moment is precisely because a messenger brought a terrible news not long ago.

The Yellow Turban Army, who has been entrenched in Bingzhou honestly for a long time, even opened a border market, and claimed to be mutually beneficial and friendly with them, showed their sharp fangs at this time.

He rushed all the way from Shuofang County, and the place pointed by the soldiers was not elsewhere, but the place where his royal court was.

The heart of the Yellow Turban Army is clearly revealed. Xu An wants to defeat the royal court of the Western Xianbei in one battle, and directly defeat the Western Xianbei.

"Despicable Han dog!"

He Louqi slammed his fist on the armament box next to him, the huge armament box let out a whine, almost fell to the ground, and roared in a low voice.

He originally felt that there was something wrong with the border market, but he couldn't explain it, but he never thought that the Yellow Turban Army would dare to attack their western Xianbei tribe, let alone that the first move would be a killer move, and they would rush thousands of miles to attack the royal court.

"My lord, tribes from all over the country are rushing to the royal court. The first wave of reinforcements can probably gather [-] cavalry. Yu will arrive at the royal court after noon tomorrow. The front scouts will report to the Yellow Turban Army. It’s only a hundred and eighty miles away from our army, and our scouts don’t dare to get any closer, and I’m afraid we’ll be spotted by them.”

A Xianbei nobleman hurried over, lowered his head and lowered his eyebrows, and reported to He Louqi.

"madness!"

After hearing this, He Louqi couldn't help but burst into anger, pointing at the Xianbei nobleman and yelling.

"It's a fucking hundred and fifty miles away from the royal court, and you are still hiding. Those Han dogs may not have noticed it, but you are still hiding now. I really think those Han dogs are as stupid as you! Those Han dogs The dog must have noticed something was wrong by now!"

He Louqi gritted his teeth angrily, wanting to kill someone, he kicked the Xianbei noble in front of him, and cursed angrily.

"What are you still doing in a daze? Do you want me to teach you by hand? Teach you to send scouts to find out the exact number of Yellow Turbans now!"

Seeing that He Louqi was angry, the Xianbei nobleman didn't dare to continue talking, even scrambled to get up from the ground, and left the royal court as if escaping. He Louqi was not a kind person. He Louqi killed them all, and the western Xianbei became independent.

He Louqi's mood at this time has been completely messed up, and now Wang Ting can gather only [-] strong men, including the old, weak, women, children, and slaves, there are seventy to eighty thousand people in total.

But in the face of the old and weak women and children of the Yellow Turban Army, what kind of support can they have? As for the slaves, if they hear the news of the Yellow Turban Army's attack, they will even take the opportunity to make trouble, so what help?
"Fifty thousand riders..."

He Louqi had some confidence in his heart, the distance of one hundred and eighty miles was still about two days away.

With this buffer of [-] miles, everything is enough, even if the Yellow Turban Army marched in a hurry, he would have enough time to react.

As for the forced march, even if it was a forced march, the Yellow Turban Army is still [-] miles away from the royal court, and when they rest at dusk, it will only be [-] miles, and there are still [-] miles left.

One hundred and sixty miles, how could it be possible to attack one hundred and sixty miles in one night? Even if it really broke the common sense and ran for more than one hundred and sixty miles, would the Yellow Turban Army still be able to fight?

No matter how strong the Yellow Turban Army was at that time, it was just a tired army at that time. When the reinforcements arrived tomorrow afternoon, the Yellow Turban Army would definitely be defeated.

But even if the Yellow Turban Army marched normally, he had already issued a king's order, calling on all ministries to encircle the Yellow Turban Army from all directions, and dispatched one to cut off the Yellow Turban Army's retreat.

"Ugh——"

In the Xianbei royal court in the west, the unique horn of the Xianbei people has already sounded. This is the sound of summoning the cavalry.

He Louqi turned his head to look at the place where the horn sounded, his face was ferocious and terrifying, and there was a palpitating fierce light in his eyes...

And greed...

He Louqi licked his chapped lips, and the corners of his mouth raised into a cruel smile.

The Yellow Turban Army running thousands of miles is not only dangerous, but also a god-given opportunity. If the main cavalry of the Yellow Turban Army is eaten by him here, then Bingzhou originally belonged to the Southern Huns, wouldn't all the pastures belonging to the Yellow Turban Army belong to him.

Even Bingzhou, which is more affluent, is not an existence that cannot be touched...

(End of this chapter)