Qin Shi: Sword Asks the Bright Moon

Chapter 31 Touman's Ambition

The power of one palm can open mountains and crack rocks. This kind of thing may not be too shocking among a hundred schools of thought, but in this Hengshan Mountain, it is really like a myth.

Looking at the rubble on the ground under Yang Ming's feet, even if he is as brave as a black man in Daliang Mountain, even if he is a big leader who is good at fighting like a dragon village, he can't help but feel a deep chill at this moment.

Here, the most calm people are those people like Bai Po. Although their strength is far inferior to Yang Ming, but as the personal soldiers of Lord Wu An Bai Qi, they fought against the Six Kingdoms. Not to mention Yang Ming at this time, even if it is a more powerful existence than Yang Ming at this time, it is not that they have not besieged and killed.

But the calmness of the people in Baihuzhai is also very limited. Although they have seen stronger people, those people are all masters of various schools. What is the origin of Yang Ming?How old is he?
However, as an ally, the stronger Yang Ming was, the more at ease the people in Baihu Village felt. Therefore, at this time, they would only choose to support Yang Ming's attitude in a silent manner.

"Everyone, can I be a hundred people with my palm?" In the silence, Yang Ming asked again leisurely.

"This palm is really powerful, worthy of a hundred people." The black man from Daliang Mountain was the first to react, and he affirmed again and again.

Facing a common enemy, the stronger the allies, the more reliable their own security will be. How could Hei Fu, who has spent most of his life in the army, not understand this truth.

Yang Ming's personal combat strength, Baihuzhai's expertise in the way of fighting in the army, such an ally is a reassuring existence no matter how you say it.

What's more, there are not only Daliang Mountains here, but they still have their deadly rivals, Longshanzhai. After the Heifengzhai and Baihuzhai showed great strength, they are happy to join forces with them. At least they can't let the people of Longshanzhai occupy opportunity.

"I think so too." Seeing that the leader of Longshanzhai even recognized his own enemy, he naturally understood that it was obviously out of date for his side to insist on going his own way and insisting on his own opinion at this time.

"Since you all have no objections, let's follow Mrs. Cai Gui's distribution plan just now, [-]% will be shared equally by the three parties, and the remaining [-]% will be distributed based on the amount of harvest by each party." Seeing that the time is ripe, Bai Po walked forward Let's talk.

"Daliangshan has no objections."

"Longshanzhai has no objections."

After the distribution plan was unanimously approved, the matter of alliance immediately entered the next issue, how to attack the Hu tribe.

After some deliberations, Bai Po finally served as the commander of the three-party coalition forces, commanding the coalition forces to attack the barracks of the Hu people. At the same time, Yang Ming was the vanguard, leading the brave men from the four villages to act as the pioneers.

When the military orders are issued in an orderly manner, the combat armor, the division and distribution of arms, the use of forward scouts, and all these together constitute an art called war.

Even if it is a small-scale war, it is still a complex project when it is implemented. Size is only used to describe its scale, and complexity is its essence.

The Hu people in the forest, as early as the Shang Dynasty, lived in the vast forest area north of Mount Heng, just like the Guifang people at that time, and their territory extended to the edge of the grassland, forming their own unique culture.

Back then, Zhou Wu Wang Dongzheng destroyed Yin and Shang 600 years ago, and the Hu people in the forest were not affected in the slightest. Later, the Jin Kingdom dominated the Central Plains, and the Hu people in the forest still lived comfortably, but when the Zhao Kingdom rose, then Everything has changed.

First, Zhao Wuling Wang Hufu rode and shot, defeated the Huren in Linzhong and Loufan Huren in one fell swoop, and turned his old place where he lived for thousands of years into the two counties of Yanmen and Yunzhong in the northern border of Zhao State. Start large-scale immigration to the northern border, enrich the northern border, and mobilize resources on a large scale to make it a military center.

At that time, King Wuling of Zhao even thought of this as a base, and led the cavalry of Zhao State, who dominated the world at that time, from north to south, crossed the big river, attacked Shangjun of Qin State, and went straight to Xianyang.

Nearly a hundred years have passed since the time when King Wuling of Zhao looked at the mountains and rivers with a tiger's eyes. The hero of the generation who made the barbarians in the forest and the barbarians in Loufan fear him like a god and demon has already become a dead bone in the dune palace. The nightmare of the Zhonghu people and the Loufan Hu people is still not over.

As long as there is Zhao Guo, there will be no chance for the Hu people in Linzhong and Lou Fan to regain the glory of their ancestors.

Over the years, under the pressure of Zhao Guo, some of the Linzhong Hu people and Loufan Hu people were assimilated by Zhao Guo, within two or three generations they were assimilated into Zhao Guo people, and some of them went all the way north into the grasslands and were absorbed by the wolf tribe. Accepted, became a part of the wolf clan, and a very small number fled into Hengshan to linger on their last days.

Hengshan is only a last choice for the Hu people in Linzhong and Loufan. If they can regain their homeland, they will definitely take it back at all costs.

But Zhao Guo is really too strong, so powerful that it makes them despair. Over the years, the Hu people in Linzhong and Lou Fan almost forgot what their homeland was like.

When their expectations were about to turn into despair, a man appeared in their village. He brought hope to them who could not find any way out, and brought hope that they could recover their homeland.

Men from the pack of northern wolves appear in their domains.

For the people of the wolf clan, the Hu people in Linzhong and the Hu people in Loufan don't like them, but if they have to make a choice between the people of the wolf clan and Zhao Guo, they would rather choose the wolf clan.

From the people of the wolf clan, they learned that the wolf clan was about to launch an attack on the northern border of Zhao State, and they came to Mount Heng just for the alliance.

Now, although there are no more than 5000 Hu people in the forest and Hu people in Loufan in Hengshan, and the number of soldiers who can be dispatched is no more than 2000, except for the old and weak, women and children, but the so-called position of these 2000 people is not enough. is extremely critical.

Mount Heng connects the north of Zhao State with the hinterland of Zhao State. Once the Hu people in Hengshan block the north-south communication of Zhao State, it will be difficult for the hinterland of Zhao State to support the Zhao army in the north at the first time. Take the lead.

Thinking of the tens of thousands of wolves sweeping across the northern border of Zhao State like an avalanche on Yinshan Mountain, Touman couldn't help showing a ferocious smile on his rough face.

Touman, the son of the current Wolf Clan Da Shanyu, but because of the low birth of his mother clan, his status in the wolf clan is extremely low. In a tribe of only a thousand people, there are only 300 warriors who can mount a horse and fight.

"However, lack of strength can be replaced by wisdom. Who said that only warriors can be useful in this war between the wolves and Zhao Guo. Even if I don't need one person, I can still shine in this war , to create a myth that belongs to me, Touman."

In the big tent of the leader of the Hu tribe in the forest, Touman, who was in the VIP seat, drank the strong wine from Zhao State. After drinking the wine, he felt that his blood was burning. It was a kind of throbbing, a kind of wild hope.

(End of this chapter)