Riding and chopping: Overlord of the Han and Hungarians

Chapter 367 366. North of the Yellow River
The sky was gray, and people on the ground felt like they were in a steamer, and it was extremely hot.

The wind had stopped at some point, and without the flowing air, the people on the ground were sweating uncontrollably.

Plain County.

The people in the surrounding villages and towns walked into the city. Cheng Yi cleared the area for dozens of miles, and a large amount of supplies were collected into Pingyuan County, and the walls were fortified and the fields were cleared.

This is true in all wars.

If war is viewed as a person holding a weapon, then the soldiers participating in it can only be regarded as a weapon, while food and grass play the role of "people".

If we have more food, we have an advantage.

If the enemy has less food, the enemy will naturally be at a disadvantage.

On the city wall, the soldiers patrolling with spears and spears were covered in sweat. The armor they wore to protect their lives was now more like a heavy burden.

But they don't dare to take off their armor, because as mentioned before, this is to protect their lives.

As for the sweltering heat, I can only endure it.

"Why doesn't it rain? It's really going to heat people to death."

Among the Han troops, voices of complaint could be heard from time to time.

And God seemed to hear their complaints, suddenly.

Pieces of rain began to pour down from the sky.

With a crash, the general's flag, the military flag, and the order flag were soaked by the rain and stuck to the flagpole and stopped swinging.

The soldiers guarding the city also felt a refreshing coolness at this moment.

"Prepare ginger soup to drive away the cold for the patrolling soldiers, and provide shelter for the rest of the soldiers on the city wall from the rain."

"promise."

Looking at the pouring rain, Cheng Yi ordered the people under his hands.

It's raining well, but it's raining badly.

Whether it is cold or hot, it will reduce the fighting ability of the men under their command. Although the rain will sweep away the boredom in the hearts of the soldiers, after the rain has passed and the sky has cleared, if there are soldiers who feel the cold, it will have a negative impact on the entire army. It's also a disaster.

Pingyuan County is a hundred miles away.

The marching Tiger Crouching Army and Zhu Xuan Army also stopped at this moment.

The army was equipped with wind masters who could detect the weather. After receiving the order from the front, they covered all the equipment on the carriages and horses with raincloths and put up temporary rain shelters.

Although these cloths brushed with tung oil are heavy, they are one of the armaments that the Tiger Crouching Army must carry. Their importance is even more important than the melee weapons carried by the Tiger Crouching Army soldiers.

Losing the melee combat capability is not fatal to the Tiger Crouching Army, but if the artillery is lost due to rain, it will be a devastating disaster for the Tiger Crouching Army.

Countless rain shelters rose from the ground, and the rain poured down towards them just as the wind master said.

Under the awning, Xiong Yan looked at the map he carried with him and said to the tiger-crouching captain Zhao Xuanji beside him.

"Brother Xuanji, we should not be far away from Pingyuan County. Do you think we should send out sentries to confirm the exact location of Pingyuan County?"

Although Zhao Xuanji is now only a tiger-crouching military academy lieutenant, Xiong Yan does not look down upon him at all.

The Tiger Crouching Army is somewhat special. In terms of military position, Zhao Xuanji's status as a captain is comparable to his status as the commander-in-chief of an army.

This is because the Tiger Crouching Army has had only one general since the day it was founded, and that is their king, Zhang Qi.

For this army that transcended the times, Zhang Qi would not let him have any chance of independence.

"General Xiong's decision is enough. The officers and soldiers of the Tiger Crouching Army will fully cooperate with the actions of the Zhuxuan Army in this battle."

Zhao Xuanji humbly answered with his hands in hand.

Xiong Yan chuckled twice and did not dare to pat his shoulder again. He turned around and gave instructions.

A few riders went out in the rain and headed to the general direction of Pingyuan County to explore the enemy's situation.

When the wind stopped and the rain subsided, the sentinels who went to explore returned to the camping site with rain all over their bodies.

When they first arrived, Xiong Yan was not in a hurry to revive them. Instead, he asked them to change their clothes and drink some ginger soup before he started questioning them.

"Is there a clear direction?"

One of the several sentry riders nodded, spread out the map on the carriage frame, pointed to one of the points and said: "Report to the general, there is no problem in the direction we are waiting for. If we continue straight for a hundred miles, we can reach the north gate of Pingyuan County. "

"It's a hundred miles away. According to our current marching speed, we can arrive in five days."

"Is there any action from the Taiping Army in the direction of Qiancheng?"

The Sentry Riders shook their heads.

"It seems they are waiting for our move."

"Well, you can go down and rest later. Someone will come and send a message to Qiancheng. In six days, we will attack Pingyuan County!"

"promise!"
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"Your Majesty, a secret message came from the direction of Bohai three days ago."

Yanmen County.

Zhang Qizheng was hunched over his desk, reviewing the first batch of official duties that had come from Shanhai City in recent times.

A figure walked out of the darkness, half-kneeling in front of him, holding an envelope wrapped in brown paper with a complete seal in his hands.

He casually opened the lacquer seal with a dagger and took out the letter paper.

After reading it, Zhang Qi nodded.

"The two armies of the Tiger Crouching Army are about to arrive in Pingyuan County. When the fighting breaks out over there, it's time for our troops to leave Yanmen."

"Where did the grain road go?"

"We have traveled hundreds of miles and built five food points along the way."

"Well, let You Yijun continue to guard, and stop after walking a hundred miles."

The spy surrendered.

"Is there any information coming back from Chang'an in the near future?"

Zhang Qi lit the letter with a candle and threw it into the copper basin and asked.

"Not yet, but I have sent three dotted line spies there, and are ready to respond to Yang Shen's retreat at any time."

"Okay, let's add a secret order to Yang Shen so that he doesn't have to pass on the palace information anymore. Everything should be done to protect himself."

"promise!"

The figure stood up and disappeared into the darkness.

Before the case, Zhang Qi pulled down the scroll map on the right wall.

"Go down to Zhongling and take Mayi directly, cross Loufan to control Taiyuan, and go to Shangdang. Oh, that's enough. The northeastern part of the Yellow River is under control. I won't be the one who is worried next time."
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Changan.

Weiyang Palace.

The emperor, who was in his 30s, was in his prime, but Liu Che was now a little haggard.

There has been no news from the 30 Han troops in the north for more than two months.

The uneasiness in his heart has reached the highest level since he took the throne.

"Damn!"

The depressed mood accumulated in his heart, and Liu Che had been a little moody recently.

More than a dozen female eunuchs in the palace were killed for no reason.

"Your Majesty, please drink some soothing soup. You are too tired."

Sang Yang, who looked like a banished immortal in white clothes, came holding a wooden tray.

Now in the palace, he was allowed to wear ordinary clothes.

Seeing Sang Yang, the worry between Liu Che's brows dissipated a little.

The man in front of him was his only comfort during this period, and the relief he brought him even exceeded those of the concubines in the harem. "Sang Qing."

Liu Che held Sang Yang's waist and made him sit beside him. He drank the brown soup in the bowl in one gulp.

Perhaps for psychological comfort, Liu Che's brows relaxed, and Sang Yang turned sideways, rubbing his temples with his fingers.

The appropriate strength made Liu Che comfortable, and he gradually felt a little sleepy.

He rested his head on Sangyang's knees and closed his eyes: "I'm so tired, really, so tired."

Sang Yang's expression didn't change at all, he was still as indifferent as water, but in the deepest part of his eyes, the trace of disgust was fleeting.

With a wave of his hand, Sang Yang asked the eunuchs and maids serving in Weiyang Palace to go down.

They had been frightened for a long time and retreated as if they had been granted amnesty, their eyes filled with gratitude to Sang Yang.

Liu Che fell asleep, and Sang Yang took over to review the memorials on the table. As Liu Che's servant and future minister of the inner court, this is what he does every day, and he does it very well, and there are many in the court. The ministers all extended olive branches to him, but Sang Yang ignored them.

In the palace, as long as Liu Che still sat in the emperor's position, he did not need to cater to any minister.

I don't know how long it took.

Liu Che woke up leisurely, and the first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was that face that was too perfect to be picky.

"Sang Qing."

The short rest made Liu Che feel refreshed all over. He called softly, and Sang Yang lowered his eyes and met each other.

"Your Majesty, you are awake."

"Ah."

Sitting up, Liu Che looked at the pen in Sang Yang's hand and the memorials piled aside for review and waiting for printing, with a hint of relief in his eyes.

He didn't expect that the Sang family, who had used all their wealth in exchange for their eldest son to enter the palace, would give him such a big surprise.

Talent, resourcefulness, and sangyang are all above ordinary people.

Now it has become his important arm.

"I'll take care of the rest."

"I'm going to make tea for Your Majesty."

night.

Sang Yang returned to his residence. Liu Che did not stay with him tonight, which made him feel a little more relaxed.

The candle was lit, and Sang Yang glanced at the door frame out of habit.

An inconspicuous drop of ink gave him a clear understanding.

Returning to the bedroom and lifting up the floor tiles under the bed, a small ball of paper was squeezed flat.

He carefully took it out and smoothed it. There were only a few symbols on it that ordinary people couldn't understand, but Sang Yang could clearly see them.

'Hide yourself and wait for transfer. '

This is a letter from home.

Only a few words made Sang Yang, who rarely showed any fluctuations in expression, almost burst into tears.

He tried his best to suppress his emotions, burned the paper ball with a candle, put the floor tiles back in place, and lay back calmly on the bed.

Go to sleep, Sang Yang slept very soundly tonight.

He had a dream, and all the scenes in Liaoning City appeared in his dream.
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"Roar--!"

The roars of wild beasts resounded in the mountains and forests.

A cunning feathered arrow shot out from the darkness, hitting the beast's right eye with great accuracy.

Pained, the beast roared even more manically, but the trap on its left hind leg made its movements unusually slow.

After the arrow was shot, there was no other sound in the forest.

Gradually, the roaring beast lost its vitality and fell limply to the ground, its chest no longer rising.

"Awesome, Brother Jia. This arrow is even comparable to the sharpshooter in the Eagle Attack Army. It's beautiful!"

The waiting beast makes no more noise.

In the distant tree, a young man dressed as a hunter shouted loudly.

Under the tree, in the bushes, Huo Qubing walked out with a bow.

He did not look at the beast lying on the ground, but kept looking at the bow and arrow in his hand.

Ever since he received his mountain range hunter suit, Huo Qubing had never taken his eyes off the hunting bow.

Different from the bows he was familiar with in the past, he did not understand the devices on it. Although he had tried the power of this bow, he only clearly felt the power of this bow when he actually used it to shoot at beasts.

Looking at the arrows in the beast's eyes, and then at the bow and arrow in his hand, Huo Qubing took a breath and put it back on his shoulder.

"Come down and fetch the horse. It's almost the end of the day."

"okay."

The hunter in the tree got down from the tree and went to lead the horse that was lying far away.

There were two of them in each group of these mountain patrol hunters, and they divided areas in the mountains and forests. The two of them were now in charge of the southern branch of the Greater Khingan Mountains.

Its main duty is to hunt tigers, leopards and wolves in the mountains and forests to prevent lumberjacks and people living nearby from being attacked by them.

In fact, after so many years of development, the number of wild beasts near the outside of the mountain has long been scarce. However, this cannot stop the thriving population of wild beasts in the entire Daxingan Mountains. Almost every year, there are wild beasts coming out of the depths of the Daxingan Mountains.

Over time, the former group of hunters who used to hunt to fill the meat reserves of the vast land became a new profession, dedicated to hunting these dangerous beasts.

Huo Qubing took out the dagger from his waist and walked towards the fallen beast. After the dagger pierced the chest and heart, he took out the arrow from the beast's eye.

"Brother A, I'm back."

The hunter who went to lead the horses also came over with two horses. There were still several pheasant carcasses on the horses.

In addition to hunting wild beasts, mountain range hunters also hunt some small prey. This is considered one of their job benefits. As long as they are not killed indiscriminately, no one will usually care about them.

"Oh, what a big gray wolf. This is not a local wolf species. It is more like a sled dog raised by a group of deer herders from the north."

The hunter who partners with Huo Qubing understands the wild beasts in the mountains and forests better than Huo Qubing.

When he got closer, he recognized almost at a glance that the gray wolf they were hunting today was not a common wolf species in the area.

"something wrong?"

Huo Qubing asked.

"Yes, but it's not big. Just report it to the Animal Husbandry Department."

The hunter who partners with Huo Qubing has a slightly out-of-the-box personality. He is more like an active explorer than a calm hunter.

"Want to take it back to the city?"

Huo Qubing put the drawn arrow back into his quiver, and worked together with the young hunter to lift the wolf corpse onto his horse.

"It seems to be necessary. Wolves are social animals. If there is one here, it means that there may be a pack of wolves in the forest. This will be dangerous to everyone in the livestock farm and down the mountain."

"And since this wolf is so big, its appetite must be huge. Maybe now they have set their sights on the cattle and sheep in the pasture down the mountain."

Help with the rope, said the hunter.

"Ah."

Although the young hunter was impressed by Huo Qubing's martial arts and shooting skills, Huo Qubing knew that he could not compare to the outstanding young hunter in front of him in terms of common sense among mountain patrol hunters.

He listened to the hunter's advice, the two got on their horses and walked towards the outside of the mountain.

After descending from the mountain, they went to the village at the foot of the mountain to inform the village guards to be wary of possible wolves, and then hurried to the Animal Husbandry Department outside Liaoning City.

(End of this chapter)