Han Dao world

Chapter 110
Yang Feng was right, Zhang Xiu was not Li Shi, so although the cavalry he led were not as elite as the Feixiong Army, their combat effectiveness was even better than that of the Feixiong Army.

A thousand troops are easy to get, but a general is hard to find.

The influence of cavalry generals on the combat effectiveness of cavalry is not inferior to that of infantry generals, or even more.

But Liu Xie didn't think Zhang Xiu was invincible.

Especially seeing Yang Feng's fear of Zhang Xiu, it is even more necessary for him to break the inertial thinking that cavalry is invincible.

The Baibo Army, and even most of the Yellow Turban Army, have a natural sense of fear of cavalry because of the small number of cavalry and unfamiliarity with cavalry tactics.

Liu Xie had already realized this when discussing tactics before.

Including Yang Feng, they still have some confidence in defending the formation, and dare not even think about taking the initiative to attack and fight Li Jue in the field.

After Yang Feng left, Liu Xie called Wang Yue and others to discuss how to ambush Zhang Xiu, at least capture a few prisoners, kill Zhang Xiu's vigor, and tell him not to treat this place as his own yard, come and leave whenever he wants just go.

People with high skills are bold, and Wang Yue and others are obviously much more courageous than Yang Feng and his subordinates.

After listening to Liu Xie's request, Wang Yue accepted the order and went out of the tent with two Huben servants.

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Zhang Xiu got off the horse, stuck his spear in the ground, walked to the grass beside him, lifted up his armor skirt, and urinated.

The lights of Yang Feng's camp in the distance were flickering, and the soldiers watching from the camp tower were faintly visible.

"General, are you still going to attack the camp today?" The personal guard walked over to Zhang Wei, handing over a jug of wine and a piece of dried meat.

"Go." Zhang Xiu took the wine and meat, took a big gulp of wine, bit off another piece of meat, and chewed hard. "Li Jue didn't dare to attack, so I beat the side drum for him. If I ask in the future, I will have something to say."

Zhang Wei pouted. "General, is Li Jue afraid? It's been three days and we haven't fought a single battle."

"It's hard to say, maybe it's because I'm afraid, maybe it's because I want to wait for the court to run out of food, and I'll collapse if I don't fight."

"That's true." Zhang Wei spat. "It's really embarrassing for the imperial court to be mixed up like this. General, you would be right not to be Habayashi Churo. What kind of future does such an imperial court have? Sooner or later it will perish."

Zhang Xiu took a sip of wine and didn't answer.

Zhang Wei's idea is the idea of ​​many people, and he generally thinks so.It's just that he has a slightly different view on the future of the imperial court.

The four hundred years of the Han Dynasty has a solid foundation, and it doesn't mean that it will die if it dies.

With the strong connections of Yuan's four generations and three princes, even if they dare not ignore the imperial court and establish themselves as kings, they still have to come up with various excuses to cover up, so what qualifications do Liangzhou people have to despise the imperial court?
If everyone in the imperial court can really be replaced, why should Li Jue and Guo Si chase after him, and why should uncle Zhang Ji want to move the imperial court to Hongnong and take it into his own hands.

After all, I still hope to use the name of the court.

This in itself shows that the court still has value, not worthless.

Of course, it is also impossible for him to be a courtier and become a general of Habayashi.

If you want to do it, you can be a Hussar general, just like Huo Qubing.

Uncle is a general.

"Take a break." Zhang Xiu waved his hand, signaling his subordinates to find a place to rest.

Yang Feng mainly used infantry, with very few cavalry, he only dared to guard the camp strictly, and did not dare to go out to fight. This is his pasture where he can gallop freely, without worrying about the appearance of enemies.The only person who can threaten him is Duan Yan, but Duan Yan will not be an enemy of his uncle Zhang Ji at this time.

Everyone is tacit.

The knights dispersed, each looking for a place to rest in units of hundreds of riders.They have been in the army for many years, and they cooperated tacitly. Without Zhang Xiu's instructions, some of them were guarding the periphery, and others found a place to take a nap.

It is impossible for cavalry to sleep with their eyes closed when they are cruising on the battlefield. They eat when they are hungry, and take a nap when they are sleepy. If they are good at riding, they can even sleep on horseback.

These are habits formed by years of life on horseback, and cannot be trained in a short period of time.

Real cavalry is always a special product of the remote and cool, and people in the Central Plains can't buy it even if they have money, and they can't learn it.

Zhang Xiu leaned against a big tree, put his hands behind his head, and stared at the night sky in a trance.

He always thought of Huangfu Li these two days.

He is a few years younger than Huangfu Li, and has always admired Huangfu Li, and even worshiped Huangfu Li.

A good background, knowledgeable, young official career, everything is something he can't dream of.

Huangfu Li rushed to Hongnong and tried his best to persuade his uncle Zhang Ji to submit to the court, and praised the emperor as the master of Zhongxing. Although he failed in the end, he had a great influence on Zhang Xiu.

Based on Huangfu Li's knowledge, is he supporting the imperial court so hard just because of his integrity?

In the past two days, Zhang Xiu was cruising around, went to Shi Sunrui's camp, saw the emperor's banner, also went to Yang Feng's camp, vaguely saw the Lang Guan next to the emperor, but the emperor himself he had always thought of was not there. See you.

He knew that the emperor was within a few miles, but he couldn't accurately determine the location of the emperor.

Is the Son of Heaven really a dragon?Either fly above the nine heavens, or hide under the nine grounds.

Just when Zhang Xiu was in a trance, there was a sudden noise in the distance, and someone shouted, as if something had happened.

Zhang Xiu was a little upset, but he didn't take it seriously.

Perhaps the scouts sent by Yang Feng arrived nearby, and were discovered by the vigilant knights, and a small-scale battle broke out.

He doesn't need to take care of this kind of trivial matter, a hundred people will be enough to solve it.

After a while, the noise really disappeared and calm was restored.

Hasty footsteps sounded, and a hundred generals rushed over, panting and shouting: "General, General."

"What's the matter?" Zhang Xiu said angrily. "Caught it?"

General Bai was stunned for a moment, then shook his head again and again, a drop of sweat or saliva fell on Zhang Xiu's face.

Zhang Xiu was even more upset and jumped up.

"Let it go if you fart."

"Our team of rangers was attacked and lost three people."

Zhang Xiu was taken aback. "How many people are on the other side?"

"Looks like two... two."

Zhang Xiu's brows immediately stood up.A team of rangers usually consisted of ten people, and when they were attacked by two opponents, they not only failed to catch the opponent, but actually lost three of them.

Such a thing is unheard of.

"What kind of master?" Zhang Xiu was inexplicably excited.

"I don't know, judging from the knives they used, it seems to be... Huben Lang."

Zhang Xiu hugged her chest with one hand, touched her chin with the other, pondered for a moment, and waved her hands. "Strengthen vigilance and double the number of rangers."

"Here." The hundred generals hurried away with relief.

Zhang Xiu took two steps back and forth, feeling a little excited.

If it was really Huben, it meant that the Son of Heaven was nearby, most likely in Yang Feng's camp.

"Tell me, is it possible to capture the emperor alive if we go to attack the camp tonight?" Zhang Xiu said to Zhang Wei.

Zhang Wei stared straight at Zhang Xiu, his lips moved, and his hand was pressed on the handle of the knife, motionless.

In an instant, Zhang Xiu's whole body became tense, and a chill rose from his tail and went straight to the back of his head.

Zhang Xiu yelled, and suddenly pulled out the spear stuck in the soil, turned around and stabbed.

He stabbed in the air, but there was no one in front of him.

Holding the flagpole, the flag bearer who was leaning on the tree and pretending to sleep fell to the ground, blood gurgling from his throat, but the battle flag on the flagpole was missing.

　It's rare to save some manuscripts, and first pay off the debt of the leader of the chapters.

　　This is one of the additions to the conscientious and lonely brother of the leader.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)