When Pan Geng moved to Yin, I initiated Jian Shang

Late at night, walking in the snow.

The sound of horse hooves gradually approached, and the shaking of the ground startled the sheepdogs that followed south and stood up.

They whimpered softly and made threatening noises towards the south.

Until the enemy came very close.

The sheepdog began to growl and bark, waking up the people in the tent.

Some of them came out wrapped in animal skins: "What's going on? Why is it so noisy..."

Before he could finish his words, a line of cavalry had already arrived at the entrance of the camp. They threw out ropes, pulled the barricades away, and revealed the completely empty camp.

"Throw the kerosene can out!"

While giving the order, Axle took out the tinder in his arms and reached out to grab the torch that had been placed on the horse's neck for a long time.

After blowing up the fire and lighting the torch, the axle throws the fire starter into the area covered by the nearest kerosene tank.

Some people who were close to the brazier also swung their spears and overturned the brazier.

With a bang, the flame came into contact with the kerosene and burned wildly. After it came into contact with the tent, it erupted like crazy with the help of the fire.

The snow was a bit heavy, but it wasn't a problem.

Because the tents of grassland nomads are mostly made of leather, and the nitrate-making technology on the grassland is not mature, these tents often contain a lot of oil.

It is no problem to use it for one or two years, but basically you have to replace the tent within three years.

Therefore, with the help of the wind, the tent itself became flammable and was cremated instantly.

"Help! Help!"

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack...Ah!"

Axle thrust out a spear, then exerted force with both arms, picked up the man and threw him out, his voice cold and piercing: "Go straight to the central army tent! Kill anyone you see, no mercy!"

"Here!"

There was a loud bang on both sides. Taking advantage of the blazing fire that was as bright as day, Chariot Axle led more than a hundred men to charge straight into the center of the army.

The central army was the headquarters of the Wuzhong clan. Wuzhongyu, Wuzhongfei and their men had already discovered the turmoil outside. They had just gathered a hundred or so men, and before they could even mount their horses, they saw the flag of the Yan State fluttering in the flames.

The two large seal-script characters "Zhenxi" fluttered in the wind.

"Zhenxi... Quick! Stop them!" Wuzhongyu was shocked. He didn't expect that the Zhenxi army would actually come!
Wu Zhongfei quickly led a hundred men to fight, but before he got within thirty steps, he was hit by a rain of arrows.

This time, the cavalry brought by Axle did not use stone arrows, but real iron arrows.

After a round of shooting, there were screams everywhere: "Their arrows are very sharp! Besides, there is no way to pull them out!"

"Their arrows have barbs!"

Wu Zhongyu watched the rescued people pull out the arrows as usual, but the arrowheads were scraped out along with their flesh, and blood spurted out, turning into ice on the ground, a terrifying red color.

Soon, several people died in front of everyone due to excessive blood loss.

"This... this is not right! The three routes of Zhenzhong, Zhenbei, and Zhenliao of Yan State do not have such weapons!"

Wuzhongyu was startled.

He didn't expect that the most glorious moment of his life would be shattered by the Zhenxi Army!

At the beginning, Xin Qu cooperated with Wu Mi to attack Wuzhong clan, and did not mobilize the main force of Zhenxi Army.

Therefore, the elite troops of the Zhenxi Army were the ones with the fastest weapon iteration in the Yan State.

Because the Zhenxi Army needs to face the nomadic forces of the entire prairie, it is difficult to withstand the invasion of small tribes without weapons and equipment.

Wu Zhongyu went south to the area controlled by the Zhenxi General's Mansion, which was just asking for trouble.

Just as Wuzhongyu was terrified, Wuzhongfei ran back covered in blood, the bronze weapon in his hand trembling: "We...we can't break their armor!"

Wuzhongyu looked over and saw that the edge of the bronze weapon in Wuzhongfei's hand was basically broken.

The enemy, however, rushed forward recklessly as if nothing had happened.

Quickly clear a path on the battlefield.

"It's over! It's over!" Wu Zhongyu's mouth was dry. "Run! Quickly! Leave a group of people to cover the rear, and the rest of you follow me!"

Just as he was about to run, he heard a loud shout from a distance: "The elk is coming!" Axle looked over and saw the elk coming.

A member of the Deer Tribe.

Their deer, pulling the sleds through the snow, came rapidly toward the battlefield, and the warriors, standing on the sleds, threw short spears at them.

"Good, good, good! Great! We can still be saved!" Wu Zhongyu gasped for breath after experiencing great ups and downs, "Gather all the forces immediately..."

"Beep--"

A whistle sounded suddenly, and the Yan cavalrymen approached the place where the whistle came from at the same time, and then the axles carried them away from the chaotic camp quickly.

"Run away?" The leaders of the Deer Tribe frowned, but they didn't think much about it. They just thought that the other party was frightened.

After all, the sacred deer is here, and it is easy for the great deer tribe to scare them.

"So chaotic?" A leader of the Deer Tribe, Duomo Leiqie, came to Wuzhongyu and said, "If you don't quickly order your subordinates to reorganize, otherwise those tribes will really flee and the losses will be huge."

"Yes, yes, yes! I'll go right away!" Wuzhongyu remembered and gave the order immediately.

I completely forgot that the other person just left, not went far away.

He gathered the 300 cavalrymen together again, and after a quick count, he found that one person was injured, while the others all looked calm. He knew that they could advance again!
"Kill!" With a wave of his hand, the three hundred cavalrymen became a whole this time, forming an arrow tip, like a sharp arrow, and once again cut into the camp.

The camp was reorganizing its men when it saw the cavalry with the axle.

They subconsciously dropped their weapons and ran away screaming.

"Stop them..."

Puff puff!
Three hundred bows and arrows were fired at the same time, and the infantrymen who were forming a battle formation fell down one after another.

At this time, nomadic life had not yet fully taken shape, so not all tribes had enough horses.

However, the deer of the Deer Tribe were not as brave as imagined. When the deer leader was threatened by bows and arrows, he howled in fear and rushed to the surroundings, making the formation even more chaotic.

At this time, the cavalry rushed in and chopped the melons and vegetables!

Alqi was still in a daze after witnessing the devastation when the elders came over and whipped his horse on the butt: "Hurry up! The flag of Yan State appeared in the north, their reinforcements are coming!"

Alzie raised his head and looked to the northeast.

Beacon fire and wolf smoke were half reflected, and thousands of horses were roaring with flags and drums.

Hundreds of soldiers march in the dark, their spears wave in the wind and snow.

"But he caught up with us!" Dai Bingjia looked down and exhaled, then said to his left and right, "See, I guessed right! Axle is a reckless guy. As a pioneer, he will not give up the opportunity to attack the camp!
If we were a step later, we wouldn't even have the chance to take credit!"

Everyone around laughed when they heard this.

However, the wind and snow grew stronger on the slope, hitting people's faces and causing them to hurt even more, and their smiles froze in an instant.

I can only lower my head and not face the cold wind, frost and snow.

"Blow the horn! Defeat the army!" The man wearing ice armor raised his saber and rushed down first.

The rest of the people moved in unison, like mercury pouring down, turbid white wasteland.

"Run! The main force of Yan State is coming!"

"They actually came all the way to the northeast to attack us!"

The axle was still killing people in the camp, but the main force of Yan State bypassed a hill in the northeast and then attacked from a high position.

No matter how powerful the coalition forces are, they cannot gain an advantage.

The cavalry had already disrupted their formation, and now they were being charged head-on, and soon countless soldiers surrendered.

Axle was still driving away the enemies with an expressionless face, and suddenly he was about to kill someone who was staring at him.

"Okay, handing over slaves is more profitable than simply taking their heads."

Dai Bingjia, who had arrived, held down the knife in Chezhou's hand and handed Chezhou a document: "According to the order from above, Beibo wants to improve Beiping's water conservancy system. A rough estimate is that it will require up to 300,000 people and three years of labor.

In other words, either get 900,000 people to work for a year, or split it into 20 phases and continue the development for a hundred years.

We are in need of people, don't kill them indiscriminately." (End of this chapter)