abnabooks Chapter 142: Thirty thousand iron cavalry! Sweeping the north! (Second update! Please subscribe!!!)
Chapter 142: Thirty thousand iron cavalry! Sweeping the north! (Second update! Please subscribe!!!)
Army up!
Horseshoes shook the sky, and soon like a black torrent, it came out of Zhenliao City.
Han Yuan held Gongsun Caly's strand of blue silk in his hand.
Keenly, she could even clearly feel her breath.
"It's nice to be young..."
Wei Ben looked at Han Yuan with a playful expression, and sighed with emotion in his mouth.
"Think of the time when the last commander was young, tsk tsk..."
Han Yuan glanced at the old man without a word, and took advantage of the trend to put the strands of blue silk into the system [package].
[Gongsun Calyx's hair bundle: A strand of blue silk sends Acacia, and two idle worries are left for the king]
[Item description: Except for seeing things and thinking about people, it seems to be of no use]
Looking at the prompt given by the system, Han Yuan's mouth twitched.
He did not expect that the system was also skinned at this time.
The marching speed of the entire cavalry is indeed astonishing.
Rao is that Han Yuan deliberately kept his horsepower, and this day's march down.
It has also advanced a small four hundred miles.
After camping at night, Han Yuan called the generals to discuss matters as usual.
It's just that the current Han Yuan is no longer the two or three kittens he used to be.
Aside from Ding Yun and others as generals of the pro-military trapping camp.
Each battalion captain of the heavy cavalry battalion has more than ten people.
When this was called, Han Yuan's tent of the Chinese military camp, which was not very spacious, was immediately packed.
"I've seen the champion!
Facing the scorching eyes of the generals, Han Yuan nodded and gestured.
"All sit down."
The generals knelt down one by one in the tent.
Wei Ben, who was the general of the Zhonglang, naturally took the lead seat under Han Yuan.
Just to their surprise.
Next to the champion Hou Han Yuan, there were even a few barbarians sitting on their knees.
Although these savage dogs seem to be trying very hard to dress themselves up as Yong people.
177 Their wild faces could not be more obvious.
Of course, in front of the champion, Han Yuan.
No one dared to say anything ugly.
It's just those strange eyes that made Tiemu Agu, who was facing so many generals for the first time, a little uncomfortable.
Indeed, as the generals of the heavy cavalry battalion thought.
Tiemu Aguda has worked very hard to make himself look like a Yong person.
But there is no way, some imprints left in the blood can not be covered up simply by putting on a suit of Yongren.
This made Tiemu Agu somewhat inferior.
Instinctively, he wanted to avoid the eyes of the generals in the battalion.
And Han Yuan, who had a panoramic view of all this, said with a chuckle.
"This is Tiemu Aguda, a servant taken by this marquis in the grasslands.
"Now I have been naturalized in Liaoning, and I am also a warrior who can fight for my life in Liaoning!
"Don't bully him."
Han Yuan said this in a joking tone.
But the meaning is clear.
These barbarians are the dogs of someone in my country.
Punching a dog also depends on the owner.
Otherwise I will be unhappy.
The generals instantly understood, but they were not looking at Tiemu Aguda and the others with those weird eyes.
This made several barbarian youths headed by Tiemu Aguda secretly relieved in their hearts.
More and more respect for Han Yuan, the master.
Man, this creature is weird.
Sometimes, he would give up his dignity in order to survive.
And sometimes, he will be for the so-called dignity.
Resolutely give up own life.
At this time, Tiemu Agu beat these barbarian youths, that's it.
Back then, these barbarian youths, in order to survive, put aside their dignity and knelt down at the feet of their master, Han Yuan.
At this time, Han Yuan, the master, gave them dignity in front of these (caee) generals.
In the future, they are willing to die for the master of Han Yuan!
And this is exactly what Han Yuan wanted.
"Not my ethnicity, their hearts must be different" and "seeking common ground while reserving differences".
The line between the two is sometimes not that clear.
Bottom line, it can be very flexible.
Han Yuan's jade-like face was full of smiles.
After only staying for a moment, he said to a certain figure who had been shrinking behind the crowd.
"Temuron!
Hear Han Yuan calling himself.
The former prairie tycoon was crawling and crawling in front of Han Yuan.
"Master, Temulun is here!"
Look at the live map on the Youbei grassland in front of you.
Han Yuan smiled more and more gently.
"Temulun, you first introduce the situation of each tribe to the generals present.
As Han Yuan said these words, he tapped his fingers unconsciously on the table in front of him.
"If this expedition goes well, this marquis will remember you as a great achievement!
In fact, at Temulun's age, he really has feelings for Karasuma!
Therefore, he became more and more in pain.
Because he knew that once he opened his mouth.
From now on, I will bear the sin of betrayal of Changshengtian!
Countless former clansmen will fall in a pool of blood for their own words.
Can't you say you can?
The master in front of him is like a demon, and every time his fingertips tap, it seems to be hitting Temulun's heart.
Make him terrified, make him tremble.
So, even if I can't bear it anymore, I don't want to.
His short and stocky body was still driven by instinct to stand up.
Then, sweating and hesitating, he began to introduce.
Soon, a small tribe was introduced.
Temuron bit the bullet and introduced the next one.
Then, the third, the fourth...
Gradually, the sweat on Temulun's face disappeared, and his articulation became clearer and clearer.
His demeanor became more and more calm.
At this moment, he suddenly realizes that betrayal is becoming more and more, once it starts...
Can't stop.
At this time, he had even imagined the great achievement that Han Yuan, the master, had promised to him.
'Maybe at that time, I may be able to ask the master for the household registration status of a Yong person!
'When the time comes, I Temulun will no longer be a Karasuma person, so of course I can't talk about betrayal or betrayal!'
Thinking of this, Temulun instantly relaxed.
There was even a sense of urgency to make merit.
So, Temulun suddenly knelt down and pleaded.
"Master! The old slave heard that there is an old saying in Yong people, hearing is false, seeing is believing!
"This expedition, the old slave is willing to guide the army!
Holding that he has already betrayed anyway, it is better to betray more thoroughly.
Temulun even offered to offer advice.
"And the old slave thought that it would be too wasteful for the master to gather 30,000 troops in one place!
"With the current weakness of Karasumabe!
"These soldiers under the master's command only need three thousand people for one share!"
"It's enough to sweep all the tribes except the royal court!
Seeing that Temulun was such a bachelor, he sold the entire Karasuma Department.
Many soldiers and soldiers present couldn't help feeling dumbfounded.
They didn't doubt that Temulun made up words to frame the heavy cavalry battalion.
Because what Temulun said at the moment was basically the same as the Karasuma situation they had calculated in their hearts.
They also felt that the Karasuma elite was almost completely destroyed at this time.
The 30,000 heavy riders in the harness were all gathered together, which was somewhat wasted.
At this time, Han Yuan also looked at Temulun with a playful expression.
Then suddenly he asked Wei Ben, who was the first Zhonglang general, with a light smile.
"Wei Zhonglang, what do you think?"
Seeing Han Yuan's questioning, Wei Ben did not rush to answer.
Instead, he frowned and asked Temulun.
"From your old slave's point of view, how can you ensure that these divided armies will not get lost in the grasslands?
When marching on the grasslands, the most fearful thing is getting lost.
After all, sometimes, the army may not be able to see a fixed reference object when they run for a day.
When Temulun heard the words, he hurriedly knelt down and prostrated.
"Back to General!"
"This old slave has been doing business in various parts of the grasslands for so many years! 99
"He summed up a set of ways to find the way in the grassland by himself, and then matched it with the sketches drawn by the old slave!"
"These old slaves can be dedicated to the generals!"
"The old slave believes that with the wisdom of the generals, he will soon understand! 99
In order to make meritorious deeds, Temulun completely sacrificed himself.
He even offered to pass on his ability to eat to his descendants.
Hearing Temulun's words, Wei Ben closed his eyes and pondered for a while.
Finally nodded to Han Yuan.
"Master Hou, I think I can try it at the end!""
So, the next two days.
The army stopped right there.
Two days later, the army split into four groups and attacked in four directions.
However, for the sake of insurance, Han Yuan did not have 3,000 shares per share as Temulun said.
Instead, two thousand more were divided, with five thousand as a share.
This was also mixed with those barbarian teenagers who were familiar with the life of the grasslands under the command of Tiemu Agu.
And the purpose of these four armies is very simple.
That is to do the best possible to wipe out those Karasuma tribes that can be wiped out.
Take the cattle and sheep of the barbarians, as well as the women...
Also known as the Grass Valley!
As for the army of more than 10,000 people led by Han Yuan himself.
The purpose is simpler.
That is to ignore it!
Go straight to the Karasuma Royal Court!
Mueller Department.
As the most powerful people in the Karasuma Department.
Since the big defeat in the South came.
The Mueller Department, which once ran rampant on the surrounding grasslands, also fell into a state of anxiety.
Especially when they saw the warriors who went out with Khan and returned.
This feeling of panic and anxiety soon turned into crying.
"where is the guy!"
"My Mueller's three thousand warriors went to war, how come you are the only ones left?
Looking at the few dozen figures covered in blood in front of him.
"It's gone! It's gone!"
"The khan is gone! The king's army is gone! The warriors of my Mueller department are gone!
The leading Mueller warriors wept bitterly.
"Clan elder! Kill us!"
"We are cowards! We...we are afraid! So, we run away!
"We tarnished the glory of the Mueller Department!"
Hearing the words, the left-behind elder from Mueller's department swayed instinctively, almost softening to the ground.
But he still struggled to ask.
"Patriarch! Where's the patriarch?"
The dozen or so Mueller warriors who had fled desperately were silent.
Then, he pulled out a tightly bound man.
Patriarch is fine! That's great!
But soon, the look on his face froze.
In the line of sight, the patriarch who used to look at all directions was crying and laughing for a while.
"Haha! Go! We're going to win!"
"Woooo-don't kill it! Don't kill it! If you kill me again, there will be no one in the Mueller department!
"Haha! Win! Khan wins! We win!"
The old man was stunned for a moment.
The patriarch is crazy!