Wei Ni

The sound of the piano is melodious, the roasted sheep is golden; the singing is heroic, and the wine is fragrant.

The burning bonfire that kept popping sparks ignited the enthusiasm of the meadow in front of the ruins of Ma City. The members of the Yuzhu Revolutionary Construction tribe who were thankful that they were no longer waiting for the Mobei Cavalry sang and danced, venting to their heart's content after witnessing the herds of sheep and horses for the past month. The milk supply is decreasing day by day.

The men played the morin fiddle and beat the leather drums and roared and sang ancient songs. The women and children broke away from the gang and took a big bite of the barbecue that they rarely enjoyed on weekdays. The well-dressed Huaichun girls danced in groups, with cheerful laughter and The sound of the bell tied to the braid is carried far and wide by the evening breeze of late summer and early autumn.

It also touched the heartstrings of countless Mobei cavalrymen.

The tall and burly men, with their upper bodies partially uncovered due to the intoxication of alcohol, temporarily put aside the longing for being far away from their tribe and family. They spontaneously gathered the bonfire and the girls in the middle, and danced a dance exclusive to prairie men in perfect harmony.

It was an imitation of the dance of the eagle and the horse.

The bare-chested men grasped the sleeves of their shirts and danced vigorously and orderly to imitate the majestic posture of an eagle striking the sky; they bent one knee and swayed their bodies on one foot to resemble a galloping horse. Every time he dances with his clothes, every time he stamps his feet on the ground, a neat chorus will burst out from his mouth, which vividly interprets the freedom and uninhibitedness of a man who should yearn for the vast sea and sky, and his unruly and unruly pursuit of a bright future with passion. .

It was a wonderful night.

Even the bright stars were attracted by the enthusiasm of the people on the ground, and their lights flashed in harmony with the beat of the leather drum.

It was a campfire feast that made everyone forget their worries.

The sound of piano, drums, singing, bells, stamping on the ground, and laughter made the night wind passing by involuntarily swirl and make a happy sound; the smell of wine, meat, the smell of men's sweat, the fragrance of girls, and The greasy-mouthed women and children burped contentedly, making the Yanghe River, which never ceases to flow day and night, couldn't help but gurgling, singing the melody of life's carpe diem.

"Bah! A bunch of Taier fans!"

Naturally, some people laugh and some people resent it.

Tergeli, who was standing vigil on a high ruined building in Ma City, couldn't help but spat bitterly when he looked at the bonfire feast at his feet, and kept reciting "Tenegg Aimuteng" silently in his heart. Come to vent your dissatisfaction.

He hated these Mobei men from the bottom of his heart.

Because they broke the peaceful days of the tribe in the past, and because whether they can help Ke will be able to unify all the Xianbei tribes and build reforms to become the leader of the eastern Xianbei tribe, it doesn't matter much to ordinary herdsmen like him - their level of expectations is still small. It would be more joyful than having your own cows and sheep give birth to more babies.

Especially his eyesight is very good.

Not only did he become a night watcher, but he also saw the girl he had long admired dancing with a smile like a flower surrounded by a group of men from Mobei. Come, lingering in his ears, the sound stirs up his jealousy and hatred.

"Tenegg loves Muteng!!"

"You group of Taiwan fans can make a lot of noise tonight~"

"This is the sacrificial ceremony for the tribe master Ke Bineng and the leader Yu Zhu Gejian to return you to the Immortal Heaven."

He was furious and cursed maliciously, but his left leg could not help but rhythmically follow the dancing figure of the Mobei man, stamping the ground hard from time to time.

Perhaps, the anger in his heart stemmed more from his inability to enjoy it.

And just as he was immersed in his own enjoyment, he vaguely felt that the wooden base under his feet seemed to be shaking a little, and even the sound of drums mixed in the wind became inexplicably chaotic.

At first he didn't feel anything unusual, he just had the illusion of being part of a campfire party.

But slowly, as the trembling turned into vibration, he couldn't help but follow the instinct of vigilance duty and turn his eyes from the feast to the empty grassland.

The full moon at the end of the month is very dim, with only a small halo of light emerging.

But the stars are bright.

Tiegeli also vaguely saw that there was a vague black line crawling towards him, and the crawling speed was getting faster and faster.

As a people on horseback and a prairie man, he immediately realized what this black line was.

When even a cold sweat broke out down his spine, he hurriedly put the horn hanging on his waist to his lips, puffed up his cheeks, and blew out a warning sound that symbolized an enemy attack and approaching danger.

"Ugh~~uh!"

But just as the loud horn sounded, it suddenly stopped with a painful muffled sound.

I saw an arrow like a flying feather, covered in the dimness of the crescent moon, moving quietly in the night, so fast that even the wind didn't have time to moan, and then the arrowhead with the cold light crashed deeply into the Tergeli's neck. It must be that the unfailing arrow cluster hit the neck bone. After a clear click, Tiegeli's chin suddenly hit his chest, and then his whole body suddenly hit his chest. He was carried by arrows and fell off the high platform.

"Pfft!"

His body hit the grass hard, scattering some dust.

And within a few breaths, more night watchmen like him followed in his footsteps, some turned directly into corpses, and some were injured but still wailing in pain on the ground.

But it's all worth it.

The warning horn sounded briefly at first, but now it has become a long-lasting sound in the night wind, which means that their duty has been completed.

However, their warning could not usher in an opportunity for the tribesmen and the Mobei men to challenge.

Because the bonfire feast prepared by Yuzhu Gejian was so enthusiastic, and the men in Mobei were so immersed in the fun, that when the warning horns continued to rise and fall in the meadow, everyone's first reaction was disbelief. Immediately he fell into all kinds of confusion and panic.

As the leader, Yu Zhugejian was still blushing, his eyes were blurred, and his consciousness was in a trance.

How could there be an enemy attack? !

Aren't all the troops from Wei State that came to Northern Xinjiang this time in Beiping?

Is it possible that the Wei State also recruited Wuhuan from the three counties who had been moved to Jizhou and settled in Jizhou?

He was thinking quickly in his mind, and he didn't come back to his senses until his personal attendant took his arm and wanted to take him to the stables. He roared loudly and asked the Qingzhuang people to use their swords and spears to find their horses and prepare for the battle.

And the men in Mobei are even worse.

Twenty thousand men were scattered in front of hundreds of bonfires, making it impossible for the captains to quickly gather them together by sound. In particular, many of these men could not wait to escape with the women or girls from the Yuzhu Gejian tribe into the dark grass far away from the bonfire.

Therefore, the horn brings panic to the meadow feast.

In front of the still burning bonfire, the matouqin and the leather drum were carelessly abandoned on the ground and trampled by countless feet; the roasted golden beef and mutton no longer smelled fragrant, but were knocked over and fell into the hot coals sizzling. A burnt smell arises.

The cheerful atmosphere of singing and dancing, and the laughter that should have accompanied the singing and dancing, were all gone. They were replaced by the frightened cries of women and children, the high-pitched screams of girls, and the presence of various captains and centurions in Mobei and Yuzhu Gejian. The hysterical roars of people calling for help, the shoving and cursing of countless people running away from the bonfire, the wails of being trampled on the ground, and the sound of horse hooves that became increasingly clear like bursts of muffled thunder.

There is no need to guess, the sound of horse hooves comes from the tiger and leopard cavalry and hussar cavalry camps of Wei State.

After about an hour and a half of slow marching, they finally approached the meadow in the Yanghe River Basin, and under the cover of night, they successfully accelerated their horses to a trot. They were not stopped by the Xianbei tribesmen who were keeping vigil until 300 steps away. vigilance.

This distance is already the prelude to a killing feast for the cavalry who have already accelerated their horses.

Xia Houhui, who was galloping at the front of the queue, put the bow diagonally on his shoulder with his backhand, raised his leg to take out the horse's shaft and bent his body slightly, looking like an eagle for the easiest way to drive the horse in the messy meadow ahead. The position of the dance array.

He had just shot and killed most of the Xianbei Night Watch tribesmen, which also made the Leopard Cavalry Generals, who were riding side by side, admire them with admiration.

There are many good shooters in the army.

However, there are only a handful of people who can still make perfect shots from a hundred steps away and on a bumpy horse riding at high speed.

To have such superb shooting skills, you must have worked hard when you were young.

It seems that I don't need to pay attention to his safety when I dance in the formation next time, and I can just enjoy the killing feast without any distractions, right?

Leopard Cavalry General Sui thought this in his heart, and raised the five-foot-long divination halberd in his hand high and waved it vigorously, signaling to the cavalry behind him that they were about to march into the formation, so that they could be ready to charge into the formation.

Xia Houhui didn't know what he was thinking.

In other words, even if he knew it, he didn't care about it now.

At this moment, he aimed the horse's gun at the back of a Xianbei man who was fleeing in a hurry. Using the momentum of the war horse, he allowed the horse to plunge in without any resistance. He was also busy using his experience and feel to quickly pull out the horse's gun. This is one of the necessary skills for cavalry, in order to prevent the corpse from hanging on the horse's stall and causing the horse to lose its balance, as well as slowing down the speed of the horse's impact. Obviously, Xia Houhui knows this well.

After the Leopard Cavalry Commander, who had been silently paying attention to him, witnessed it, he could finally relax and enjoy this killing feast.

"die!"

With a loud roar, he plunged the divination halberd in his hand into the waist of a hulu.

This kind of long sword, similar to the sword, has been the first choice for cavalry in the front row to break formations since the Qin and Han Dynasties. Because there is a cross-pronged sword tip with two blades at the front end. When the tip of the halberd penetrates the enemy's body, the cross-pronged sword will block the halberd tip from continuing. When they break in, the cavalry can throw the corpse hanging from the halberd with just a slight pick or swing; if they are lucky, the crossbar will even directly knock the corpse away due to the inertia of the force reaction.

Therefore, the Leopard Cavalry General did not worry at all that the long soldiers would be hung up by the corpses.

Don't be stingy with your efforts.

Like the cavalry under his command, he had been trapped in Luoyang for too long with nothing to do.

The early morning attack on the outpost of more than a hundred Xianbei scouts ended too quickly, leaving him unable to find an enemy to kill just as he was warming up. The feeling is like a person who has been hungry for a long time. After chewing a wheat cake, instead of feeling the satisfaction of filling his belly with food, it arouses endless appetite.

Especially since he is one of the most elite cavalrymen in the Wei Kingdom.

Driving a horse across thousands of miles, charging into formation with a spear and a sword, enjoying the fearful cries of the enemy filling your ears, piercing the enemy's body with the sharp blade in your hand, making the sound of breaking a kudzu, letting countless blood dance in the sun and stain the shirt on your body red. , even if he unfortunately fell off his horse and died, he would have no regrets. That was what he longed for in his heart, instead of serving as a guard of honor before and after the emperor's chariot all day long.

He is already in his late thirties.

The days of galloping on horseback and letting swords and spears drink the blood of the enemy are numbered.

Therefore, he completely released the beast in his heart tonight.

Regardless of whether the person standing in front of him was a Xianbei man or a woman or a child, he would thrust out the divination halberd without hesitation.

The white grate under the cross fork of the divination halberd had long been soaked with blood, and every time he waved it, blood drops would be thrown out, but he still didn't feel satisfied. He even pulled out the ring-shou knife with his backhand, and controlled it with his calves and knees with his superb riding skills. Riding a war horse, with a ferocious face, he kept shouting "kill", "die" or a single tone to express the pleasure of killing, making everyone in the place where the war horse galloped wail.

As for using both hands together and stabbing left and right, the blade will penetrate too shallowly, and it will not be able to kill the Huru immediately~

He didn't have to worry at all.

As long as he stabbed the Hulu and fell to the ground, countless horses' hooves would trample them into a puddle of minced meat.

Xia Houhui was not as crazy as he was and was immersed in killing.

After stabbing several Xianbei men one after another, he lost interest in harvesting human lives. Instead, he slightly bumped Wusun Liangju's crotch with his knee, causing it to slightly change its galloping direction and go straight towards the still burning bonfire.

"Boom!"

As he held the tail end of the horse and made a sweeping sweep, countless sparks exploded in the air, flying forward with many burning logs as thick as forearms, and some landed on felt hats or cloaks scattered on the ground. , and flew to the dome farther away, allowing the fire to spread wantonly in the meadow.

This made the Xianbei tribesmen running for their lives in front of them even more frightened.

Prompting them to unleash a stronger survival instinct, they would push aside everything in front of them to seek a way out.

These Xianbei tribesmen who were first contacted by the Wei cavalry all awakened their beast instincts. When they were desperate, they used their hands to push away and directly push down the tribesmen in front. Some even pulled out the small daggers they carried and stabbed them into the ground just now. The back of friends who sang, danced and drank happily together.

They trampled on each other in panic and killed each other to fight for the road, officially turning the raid into a chase drama.

At this time, the shouts of the various commanders and centurions of the Mobei Cavalry or the small leaders of the Yuzhu Gejian tribe had ceased.

They no longer do wasted work.

In this scene, with the threat of sharp blades and horse hooves trampling on them, the most important thing is to escape for their lives at this moment. No one cares about military orders, and no one pays attention to the leader's voice.

Instead, there were the excited and brutal death-defying sounds of the Wei cavalrymen.

"kill!"

"Horizontal spear! Horizontal sword!"

"Step into the formation!! Step into the formation!!"

Taking advantage of the opportunity to launch a surprise attack, they were like wolves among sheep. Under the vanguard of Xiahou Hui and the Leopard Cavalry General, they rushed into the Xianbei people with an invincible momentum, stabbing with spears, dancing with knives, and trampling on them. Let this lush meadow that originally belonged to the Central Plains dynasty pay the price of being occupied by doves and magpie nests, and send belated comfort to the souls of countless Han border people who died in the plunder of Xianbei.

"kill!"

The horse's hooves trample heavily on the meadow, the sound is soul-stirring; the light of a sword flashes past in the firelight, and the sword falls on the human body.

From time to time, heads flew up, and broken arms and limbs fell to the ground.

The blood flowers bloomed in the bright starlight, the fire flames were hideous in the dim moonlight, and the wailing sound was carried by the night wind and fell on the surface of the Yanghe River, creating ripples. Human lives flowed eastwards with the endless flow of the river, never to return.

A quarter of an hour has passed.

These two most elite cavalrymen in the Wei Kingdom are still as sharp as arrows leaving the string, unstoppable.

They cooperated very well.

Whenever the horse of the cavalry in front loses speed due to the obstruction of corpses or the killing of cavalry, it will consciously turn the horse's head to the outside to make way for the following horse, whose speed is still the same, forming a wave like a tide. The continuous fish-scale charge gave the Xianbei people no time to breathe, and the Xianbei men who had run away early had no chance of being gathered by their respective leaders to resist.

However, at this moment, Xia Houhui, who had been paying attention to the battlefield, asked the cavalry behind him to beat the drum.

"Boom!"

"Boom! Boom!"

The sound of the drums and drums is not loud, especially on a battlefield where thousands of cavalry are sweeping through and countless broken soldiers are crying and dying.

But as each centurion beat the drums on their waists one after another, the highly disciplined tiger and leopard cavalry and the hussar battalion cavalry also began to split the Hulu in front of them, turning their horses' heads sideways to escape in an orderly manner. battlefield.

Are you going to take a roundabout way?

Or should we capture the thieves first and capture the king first, temporarily give up the killing of these Hulu people, and rush to the front to pursue the thieves chief Yu Zhu Ge Jian?

The Leopard Cavalry General, who was always riding beside Xiahou Hui, was the first to hear the sound of drums and drums.

Although he was somewhat reluctant to give up the killing pleasure of piercing the enemy's body with a sharp blade, he was still the first person to follow Xia Houhui and move his horse away from the battlefield.

No surprise.

After struggling to shake off the blood drops attached to the ring-shou sword and sheathing the sword, he couldn't wait to ask, "The general is ordering us to leave the battlefield at this time. Are you going to kill the thief chief Yu Zhu Ge Jian?"

His voice was a little breathy, but full of excitement and anticipation.

After all, killing generals and capturing flags is an eternal pursuit on the battlefield.

"No."

But Xia Houhui poured cold water on him directly, "The traitor chief Yu can only build a man, so killing him or capturing him alive is not considered a special feat."

That's a thief chief!

Killing the thieves and chieftains is not considered special merit, so what else can be counted?

Unable to help, Leopard Cavalry General was speechless for a moment.

He wanted to argue a few words, but as a tiger and leopard knight, the discipline of obeying orders made him silently open his mouth several times.

However, Xia Houhui didn't wait for him to ask questions and gave an explanation directly.

I saw him pointing to the right and front with his horse, and said loudly, "Le Sima, over there is the Mobei Xianbei Encirclement Land that Bai Ma Yicong is spying on. We are going there. The thief chief Yu Zhuge Jian has already arrived It is useless to kill too many people. However, the Mobei cavalry are all young and strong, and they are the reinforcements that the traitor Ke must have. We will never be able to make them climb on the back of the horse and escape! Furthermore, although we succeeded with one blow, we could not change the enemy's numbers. I am a widower, so there is no need to fight fearlessly here." (End of this chapter)