Late Tang Dynasty Floating Life

Outside the city of Gaimu (now Tashan Mountain City, Chenxiangtun Town, Sujiatun District, Shenyang), the grass is deep.

Fu Gu, who was over seventy years old, only looked at the endless pastures and sighed deeply.

The Xia people are here, maybe this place will become a farmland?What a fertile pasture, there is no sand in sight. Compared with Gaimu, the flat pine forest can really be thrown away.

Suddenly, the gate of Gaimu City opened wide, and hundreds of horsemen rushed out.

"Woo—" Shao Chengjie reined in his horse, looked back at the city gate, and said, "This broken gate should be replaced."

In the majestic Gaimu City, the gates are still pieced together, and the wood is old and new, which is very annoying to look at.However, what should be replaced seems to be the city wall.It has only been repaired so far, but the original foundation is too poor, so it should be scrapped and rebuilt.

After complaining, Shao Chengjie pointed his whip far ahead, and said: "Liaoyang, Gaimu, and Xincheng are three places where there is not much room for fun. Would you like to go north with me?"

"Your Highness Tianhuang nobles dare to go, so why should the general be afraid?" Wang Yanzhang laughed.

"Your Highness, don't do it!" Du Guangyi, who was serving as a military envoy, immediately remonstrated: "Our army is weak and lonely, so it is not appropriate to advance lightly."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Wang Yanzhang again, and said angrily, "Wang Yanzhang, what are you worried about? You only have a few soldiers under your command? How dare you push His Highness to go north?"

When Du Guangyi said this, Wang Yanzhang was shocked and angry.

He didn't think much about it at all, but subconsciously wanted to find someone to fight, and Du Guangyi scolded him like this, as if he was luring King Qin into a dangerous place.

"Hey, it's all right!" Shao Chengjie smoothed things over, "Soldiers are more expensive than elites, and there are a lot of people."

Wang Yanzhang originally had 700 cavalry under his command, all of which were soldiers from the Anton Prefecture. After this period of fighting, they were damaged, and there were more than [-] left.

Fu Guzhi has more than 3000 cavalry under his command, but they are Khitan people, and they have not been here for a long time, so they are indeed not very reliable.

As for the Qingsai army, they were the same as Wansheng Huangtou and the like, they didn't even have You Yi envoys, only Du Yuhou was in charge of a few scouts, rangers, messengers, messengers, etc., and there were countless.

However, Shao Chengjie selected [-] cavalry warriors from the government soldiers, and gave them the captured Khitan horses, which seemed to have been premeditated.

"Your Highness, with a body of ten thousand gold, how can you take risks?" Du Guangyi persuaded.

"Mr. Du..." Shao Chengjie said: "During the Spring and Autumn Period, the king personally led the army. This is orthodox, why stop me?"

"But now is not the time of Spring and Autumn!" Du Guangyi did not give in, and stepped forward to hold Shao Chengjie's reins.

"Your Majesty, don't try to persuade me any more." Shao Chengjie turned to look at him, and said with a serious face, "If you don't fight hard, if you don't win a big victory, can you enjoy the country?"

Du Guangyi was taken aback, not knowing how to answer.

Shao Chengjie gently pulled his hand away, and sighed: "Big Xia's hundreds of thousands of warriors, why should they be loyal to you, a man who has neither military merit nor bravery? Why?"

Du Guangyi was speechless, and stepped back a little.

Just relying on the status of the prince is not enough to make people buy it, he knows it very well.

Relying on today's legacy, the warriors may obey for a while, but after a long time, it will be a hidden danger after all.Especially when something happens in the court, it is easy to cause turmoil.According to the words of the sage, it is poor fault tolerance.

But if the crown prince is promoted by military merit, even if there is something wrong with the court, or some unpopular policies are adopted, as long as it is not too excessive, nothing will happen. This is a strong fault tolerance.

"I'll go on my own. It's enough for the king to manage the military rations. The military affairs of the Liaoyang, Xincheng, Gaimu, and Baiwang cities will be led by Wang Jichuan of the Andong Mansion. Can the generals know?" Shao Chengjie looked at the Qing Sai army and the soldiers of the government. Will, commanded.

"Of order." All the generals responded in unison.

"It doesn't take a few days for you all to go north." Shao Chengjie laughed out loud and rushed out like the wind.

Wang Yanzhang glanced at Du Guangyi, snorted coldly, and followed closely.

Thousands of riders disappeared into the northern sky in a mighty manner.

Du Guangyi watched quietly for a long time, then turned around, shook his head and sighed softly: "This is the way of the world!"

It is impossible for a gentle and resourceful prince to succeed to the throne in this shit world.

There are more than ten princes in Da Xia, but in fact, very few of them really have a chance, and most of them are stuck at just one age.He is fifty today, and he probably doesn't have enough time to train more princes with military merits.

"Let's go!" Du Guangyi also got on the horse and ordered: "Let the elders and local tyrants of Baiwang County come to see me."

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Huangshui flows quietly and meanders past, highlighting a city on the triangular area on the river bank.

The name of the city is Yikun, which was built after Abaoji ascended the throne of Khan. It was named after the birthplace of Kedun Shuluping—the word Yikun has a profound meaning. It is roughly located in Yushuchengzi, Wanheyong Township, Keshiketeng Banner Around the ancient city.

Yikun Prefecture was originally one of the pastures of the Uighur Shulu Department, but now the Shulu Department has left the North Tower, and there are only a few thousand soldiers left in the city.

At this time, they were lining up outside the city with all kinds of equipment, and they were extremely nervous.

"Nervous" is not worried that Khitan will lose.In fact, whether the Khitan won or lost, they didn't care. They were all Bohai soldiers who were looted and settled down on the spot. Why worry so much?
What they were really worried about was how the Xia people would treat them after they won the battle.

This is no joke.In the event of encountering bloodthirsty people, it would not be surprising to die by their knives. There are too many such people on the grassland.

"Boom, boom, boom..." The war drums sounded.

The Bohai soldiers became nervous.The soldiers in the front row subconsciously clenched their spears, staring at the tall wormwood bushes opposite them.

The Khitan horse snorted uneasily.

Horses are sensitive, they keenly feel the breath of their own kind.And this kind, has a bad temper, unruly wildness, and is extremely fierce.

"Kill! Kill! Kill!" A murderous intent soaring to the sky came from the opposite side.

The northwest wind was blowing fiercely, and the killing intent was as real as it was, breaking through the wormwood bushes and passing to this side.

Some horses stood up uncontrollably, causing a crowd of exclamations.

The people in Bohai became even more nervous. The sergeants in the front row were trembling, and it was useless for the officers to scold them.

"Hey..." The muffled sound of rushing thunder came through the grassland, occasionally mixed with the sound of trampling on the river.

The Khitan people not far away also moved. They rode their war horses and began to jog.

The sound of horseshoes on the opposite side is getting closer and closer...

In the end, the sound of running thunder was close to my ears, and the silhouette of a gray-black war horse appeared in the wormwood bushes.

"Here we come!" A soldier from Bohai cried desperately.

The wind blows just right, and all the herbs bow their heads.

The black lightning carried the ferocious warrior on his back, appearing in front of everyone's eyelids like a nine ghosts.

"Kill!" Thousands of people yelled in unison, and a dozen Bohai soldiers sat down on the ground in fright.

"Archery! Archery!" roared the officer.

Even if he didn't wait to see the Khitan people anymore, Xia Bing had rushed forward at this time, for the sake of his own life, he should fight.

"Whoosh! Whoosh!" Scattered arrows flew out weakly.

"I can't move anymore!" Bo Haibing shouted stiffly.

"I can't lift my spirits!" Bo Haibing cried as his crotch was filled with the smell of urine.

The faces of the people in the two rows in front were pale, and some of them couldn't even turn around and run away. Their knuckles holding the spear shafts turned white, and their bodies limply wanted to fall down.

"Pfft! Puff!" The sharp saber sliced ​​across the unprotected body, blood overflowing.

The powerful horse broke into the crowd, unstoppable.

There were no arrows chasing directly at the door, no knives and axes to chop the horse's legs, no spears stabbing silently... nothing, Bohai people were like a group of puppets, instantly smashed to pieces.

The cavalry easily passed through the Bohai formation diagonally, and bumped into the Khitan cavalry who had already picked up their horse speed.

Li Shaorong saw a bandit riding in a fur hat, and smashed his iron mace down on his head.

"Pfft!" As if it made no difference whether he wore the fur hat or not, the Khitan fell down without saying a word.

When an arrow flew towards him, Li Shaorong just turned his head and dodged it. A lieutenant behind him screamed and fell off his horse.

Dozens of riders trampled past him, all of them were his own...

"Thief An Dare!" Li Shaorong smashed his iron mace repeatedly, and after cutting a bloody path, he went straight to the Khitan thief who attacked him.

There was a tooth-piercing scratching sound from the iron armor.

Li Shaorong knew that he had been stabbed several times in the process of rushing forward, and if he was not protected by armor, he would probably be dead by this time.

But Lao Tzu has a treasure armor bestowed by a sage himself!Don't run away, thief, I'm going to knock your head off.

The horse neighed and galloped like lightning.

Like a whirlwind, the black lightning rushed straight at the archer.

This person seems to be a nobleman, the armor on his body is shining golden, it is truly majestic.He aimed at it from a distance, and fired another arrow. Seeing that he missed the shot, he immediately turned the horse's head, turned and fled.

"Pfft!" Li Shaorong smashed another head, the tip of the mace was covered with red and white stuff.

The black lightning is getting faster and faster, and it will not stop until it reaches its goal.

Dozens of warriors yelled and followed behind him, shooting with their horn bows again and again. After shooting, they drew out their short spears, accelerated their horses, and guarded Li Shaorong's surroundings.

The nobleman of Khitan tried his best to urge his horse, and his soul was filled with fear, and he ran straight to the big banner on his side.

Li Shaorong also pushed the horse to the extreme speed, and the horse whined in pain.

Twenty steps, ten steps, five steps, three steps...

"Die!" The iron mace slammed down hard without the slightest hesitation.

"Ah!" Khitan sprayed blood from his nose and fell off his horse.

After falling off the horse, he did not die for a while, tried hard, but failed to get up.

"Boom!" Li Shaorong fell to the ground almost at the same time.

The mount wailed in pain and shed large tears.

Li Shaorong stood up in a daze, it turned out that when he charged, the old man was already covered in scars.

There was a panic under the big banner, more than a dozen Khitan nobles got on their horses one after another, not knowing where they were going.

Loyal Khitan cavalry charged in the opposite direction, trying to buy some time for their master.

Li Shaorong took out his riding bow, raised his hand and shot, the thief fell in response to the string.

The Khitan horse passed by him.

Li Shaorong leaped vertically, got on the horse's back, touched the sheath casually, and pulled out an iron bone.

"Follow me!" He checked the direction and rushed over without hesitation.

There were more than a hundred cavalry behind him, chasing the enemy's banner all the way east.

Behind them, thousands of cavalry from both sides were still fighting each other in the river valley, in a state of chaos.

"You son of a bitch, do you dare to stop and fight!" Li Shaorong pinched his left armpit and gave a casual blow to his right, and an empty horse passed him by.

He didn't care about horsepower at all, and urged him to death.

The horse rushed forward frantically, passing one person after another.

The big banner was thrown away.

The Khitan nobles dispersed and fled separately.

Li Shaorong cursed and chased one of them, biting him tightly.

The two chased and fled, and they had already rushed several miles in the blink of an eye.

A narrow river appeared ahead.

The name of the river is Gaoliang (Baicha River), and the flowing water is clear and shallow, slowly flowing into Huangshui.

The fugitive rushed into the river, and his speed slowed down suddenly.

Li Shaorong was overjoyed, his legs were pinched, the horse stumbled and rushed into the river, the iron bone was lifted high, and fell heavily.

The Khitan missed at a critical moment, was hit in the shoulder, and fell into Hanoi screaming.

Li Shaorong jumped off the crumbling horse, landed directly on the river bed, pulled out the dagger from his waist, grabbed the hair on the back of the thief's head, and stroked it horizontally.

Blood splashed into the Gaoliang River, staining a large area red.

"Zi Lie is dead!" Someone on the river bank screamed.

Li Shaorong raised his head, gave him a hard look, and rushed over with a dagger in his hand without saying a word.

Without saying a word, this person even abandoned his spear, and ran towards the distant mountains and forests.

Li Shaorong stopped in his tracks and laughed so hard that tears were about to come out.

The sound of rumbling horseshoes sounded, and hundreds of cavalry appeared more than ten steps away.

"Have you pierced through the enemy formation?" Li Shaorong calmly cut off Yelu Jilie's head and asked.

"The thieves have been defeated, and they are all over the mountains and plains." A military academy stepped forward and said respectfully.

After many days of entanglement with the Khitan people, the two sides fought around the grazing land, and it completely became a chaotic battle.

After hearing the sound of the sage, Liang Shuai was so embarrassed that he ordered the iron cavalry to ignore the cattle and sheep, and broke through the Khitan's blockade with all their strength, and headed eastward, supporting the war with war.

As for what to do if you can't get the cattle and sheep-this is a very possible thing-Liang Hanyong doesn't care, whether you cannibalize human flesh or kill horses to satisfy your hunger, he doesn't ask at all, he just wants to make progress.

If the Cavalry Army didn't make any progress, he would kill the general of the Cavalry Army. Anyway, the saint would kill him if he dragged on.

In today's battle, they only carried a few days of dry food with them, and broke through the obstruction of more than ten thousand Khitans face to face.The first priority now is to find food. If you can't find it, you can only kill horses. Anyway, there are many such things on the battlefield.

What will happen in the future, to be honest, everyone doesn't know, let's talk about this meal first after we are full.The vast grasslands are desolate and uninhabited. If you can't find food, you can eat people. What can you do?