On November 20th, three days before the first winter solstice since the beginning of the summer calendar, it was already very cold, and by the time of the year the day was shortest, the sun rose very late. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The residual warmth brought out of the body between breaths turned into a cloud of white mist in the cold air, and the soldiers in Yangguan City stood up amid the shouts of the army commander, rubbing their hands together from time to time, hoping that the sun would soon heat up.

Chen Jian was dressed and stood on a carriage equipped with drums, driven by a man on the left and a clansman on the right.

In order to make it easier for the clansmen to see him clearly, Chen Jian decorated two long feathers on his fur hat, and he beat the war drums himself to silence the clansmen.

"This is Yangguan, the Yangguan of Summer City. In the future, land will be cultivated here. Where there are dead, the land will be fertile, and the wheat will grow tall and lush. This year, we should have taken advantage of the late autumn and early winter to cultivate more land, but the people on the grassland outside did not allow us to cultivate it, and surrounded us, wanting to take my people as slaves. ”

"Since they have delayed our cultivation of the land, then take them as slaves and let them go and cultivate it for us! Since they want our land, then stay forever and be fertilizer for this land. ”

"Open the gates, they come, and never go back!"

He struck the war drums vigorously, the crisp sound of the drums became dull in the cold air, the heavy oak gates were opened, and more than three hundred people walked quietly through the gates, only the sound of footsteps.

The men lined up under the city, facing the newborn sun, and slowly marched towards the camp to the north.

The flutists and drummers in the team beat the waist drums according to the rhythm of training, and the soldiers who have trained for more than half a year subconsciously follow the rhythm of the drums, walking very slowly, but very straight.

The gates behind them slowly closed, and they were not afraid, because everyone knew how to fight this battle today.

Their trusted Ji Xia did not set off with them, but they knew that they would eventually meet on the battlefield, and when they met again, the battle was over, and they could return to Xia City, which was dozens of miles away, to live that normal and comfortable life.

Last night, Jian Chen promised them that half of the slaves captured in this battle would be divided, and the land reclaimed and the grain harvested would belong to all those who participated in this battle, and it would belong to them, not to the public property and tribes.

Those who flee are not only not qualified to share these things, but they will also become slaves themselves, and like those slaves, they will spend their whole lives in the mockery and pity of their clansmen.

People are social animals, in addition to surviving, the class division deliberately created by Jian Chen made these people feel the fear of being excluded by their clansmen, and this mental torture is more terrible than the whip in the judge of the army.

Ishiyama was at the front of the line, and he wasn't afraid of the punishments, because he knew he wouldn't make such a mistake, just like a fire can burn a person, but if you don't stand in the fire, you won't be burned to death.

He was accompanied by those who fled back from the grassland with him, and after more than ten days of siege, he had three more pendants on his body, and three more people to kill on his clay tablet.

The pottery plate was not easy to carry, so he brought the replaced bowstring with him, and recorded his hatred in the same way that the tribal knotted rope chronicle had been written a long time ago, and now there were eleven dead knots tied on it, which was still a lot short.

He was in the middle of the procession, he couldn't see the two wings and the situation behind him, both sides were his usual clansmen, he was in charge of the wolfskin, and on their left was the person led by the white horse, Shi Shan could see that the white horse was walking at the front of the group, not riding, but wearing a fur hat with feathers like Chen Jian.

He glanced at the sides a few more times, but his footsteps were not flustered, as a member of the four clans, he began to accept those boring queue training very early, the sound of drums and footsteps had blended into one, and he could walk as well as the sides with his eyes closed.

To the sound of the drums, he crossed the stakes that the people had planted in advance for distance measurement, and the other side still did not know what it was for, so it was not removed.

Passing past the last pile, he began to count his steps in boredom, and the last pile was one hundred and eighty paces from the city, which was the limit of the bow and arrow.

After crossing the stake and counting another four hundred paces, the drums suddenly stopped, and then they struck three times.

Behind him came the cry of the wolfskin: "Stop, whole team, archers take five steps forward!" ”

The white horse on the left and the acorn on the right shouted different orders than wolf skins, and Ishiyama did not listen to them, but shouted according to the order, calling out to the archers of his two teams to take five steps forward.

The archers, who had returned alive from the steppe, touched the quiver made of birch bark, and the feathered arrows in it reassured him.

Two quivers, the left is a heavy arrow for close shooting, the right is a light arrow for long-range shooting, and the thumb is a deer antler wrench, except for the new army, the rest are Tao wrenches, they are not the new army, but as a reward for returning from the steppe last time, the antler wrench is divided.

There were also drums on the opposite side, and Shi Shan raised his head to look ahead, the camp on the opposite side was also in formation, and there were still more than three hundred steps away, and there was a tall wooden pole erected on the opposite side, on which some wolf tails were hung.

In the past few days, he has seen some doorways in the process of defending the city, and the pole with the wolf's tail is where the leader on the opposite side is.

"Looks like you're going to go straight to their leader? There are really a lot of people on the other side. ”

Shi Shan guessed correctly, the wolf tail wooden pole was indeed the leader of the grassland tribes, and the old leader was still standing under the wooden pole, but when the people on duty found out that the city was sending troops, the various leaders discussed and decided, and decided to let Da Wu command the battle.

The high-spirited Dawu rode a horse, stood on a small slope and looked at Xia Cheng's army, and said solemnly: "I thought they would abandon the city and flee, but I didn't expect them to run away, but to fight us to the death." This group of people is very powerful, they have been thirsty for three days, and they still have such spirits, it is difficult to fight. ”

"What if it's hard to fight? There are not many of them, so they can only fight to the death, ready to go straight to us. There are more than 350 people in total, and all the people in the city should have come out, right? There are only a few dozen people left in the city watching the city, I think we can divide some people and this group of people, and some people will directly take the city down......"

"Nonsense, how can this work? As long as this group of people dies, the city will be roasted meat that will not fly. There aren't many of us who can really fight, and there are only a few hundred like them, and some people have been sent to the south to ambush, who knows if they won't run ......"

"Yes, this is also a group of warriors, like moths that fly into the fire at night, but no matter how brave they are, they can't escape being burned to death."

Da Wu smiled and agreed with this statement, he likes to praise the enemy, if the enemy is not brave, and he has no way to fight for so long, then what is he?

Although it was difficult to contain the excitement in his heart when he was selected as the military leader for the first time, Da Wu also knew that this was not the time to be happy, and only by completely defeating this group of people could he fulfill his long-standing hope.

It is not easy to command the people of each tribe well, and the movement that each tribe can only command by the leader of its own tribe is still much worse than that of the other side with an arm.

There are indeed a lot more people on his side than on the other side, but that's just a simple number, in addition to the dead and wounded, there are more than 2,000 left, and a few hundred are divided into ambushes in the south, leaving some people to guard the camp and embankment to prevent them from being attacked by the people in the city, and then some people are left to suppress the formation, and there are only more than 1,000 people who can really be used.

Coughing lightly, he commanded his father for the first time, and said very respectfully: "Father, you and your brother are staying here, they will definitely fight to the death against our Daxu, they fight to the death, this is the most desperate time, just like our eagle training, we have to let them lose their momentum, in order to kill them all in one fell swoop." ”

His elder brother fled during a wolfskin raid a few nights ago, causing the camp to burn, and the leaders were quite dissatisfied, and at this time he was commanded by his younger brother and said angrily: "Let us stay here, what are you going to do?" Don't you want to kill all of our people here? Yes, my father and our people are dead, and you Dawu is the largest tribe on the grassland, what a good idea! ”

Da Wu gritted his teeth, took a few deep breaths to suppress the anger in his heart, looked at the leaders who were slightly confused, and said as sincerely as possible: "If I think so, Da Wu, let my soul and body rot together after death, and I will not be protected by the spirit of war for the rest of my life!" ”

Then he explained: "Your tribe has the most people, and they are the most ferocious, and they will definitely not be able to withstand it if you change to another tribe." You don't need to hold on for too long, as long as you consume their momentum, I will lead people to attack their flanks. Do you see that? There are nearly 200 of them among them, and there are few people on both sides, and the people on both sides must be guarding against us. This group of people is not easy to fight, not those tribes on the grassland that scatter as soon as they rush, think about it, when there is a war in the grassland and mountains, can there be a dozen dozen battles for more than ten days? I think about the people of the whole steppe, I don't think about myself. ”

"Well, I'll send a hundred people here, that's all right?"

He relented, and the rest of the people said no more, and believed him more or less.

These people felt that this battle was already a sure victory, but Da Wu knew that this group of people was really not easy to fight, looking at them walking all the way from the city to here, a distance of hundreds of steps, the military formation was still neat, he knew that this was completely different from those tribes on the grassland.

Fighting in the steppe does not rely entirely on horseback, only when burning and looting is horseback, and when the real war is carried out, it still depends on the infantry who dismount.

In order to prove his city, Da Wu sent the strongest people in the tribe and some people from the Falling Star tribe to the vicinity of Daxu and put them under the command of the old leader, and he himself led people to harass the flanks on a small scale, and when the opportunity came, he led the main force to surround the rear.

Listening to the sound of neat footsteps on the opposite side, the whole earth trembled, and at last they reached a distance of one hundred and fifty paces, and Dawu heard a man in a feathered hat on the opposite side shouting a few words that he did not understand, and then there was a drum beat on the opposite side.

In the military formation opposite, Ishiyama understood the sound of the drums, which was a signal for the archers to prepare.

Ishiyama saw that the archers on the white horse and the acorn side on both sides were also like them, standing at the front of the line, and the wolf skin shouted behind him, "Light arrow, shoot!" (To be continued.) )