Chapter 174: Sunburn under Eight Hundred Miles (4)
Li Jian's suggestion was very simple, which was to draw out some of the enemy's troops, lead them to a distant place, concentrate their forces, create a local absolute advantage, and eat them up at a relatively small cost.
By following the same pattern and going back and forth several times, the strength advantage of Basimu and Dali was completely gone.
This is one of the tactics that the reorganized Song Army was best at.
Basimu and Dali were divided into two branches, separated by tens of meters, and moved forward along the winding valley. However, the military discipline of the two groups was too scattered, especially at this moment when there was no danger.
Many tribesmen dispersed to both sides while riding, talking to each other, singing songs, and sparsely relaxed.
The two columns that were originally clearly separated have become a whole lake, with many burrs branching out on both sides. From a distance, they look like ugly long centipedes crawling along the ground.
"Wang Qing, how far is it from He Ning?" Alaquli, the leader of Basimu tribe, asked impatiently.
"If we go back to the chief, we are still three days away from Hening City. But we can see Hara and Linhe tomorrow." Wang Qing is from the Song Dynasty, but wearing standard Tatar clothes, he said
Fluent in Tatar.
"It will take three more days!" Alaku suddenly raised his riding whip and swung it in the air several times. The tip of the whip hit the air, making a snapping sound, piercing everyone's hearts like a needle.
"Did you—did you take the wrong path?" After Alakuli took a breath, he looked at Wang Qing sideways and asked threateningly.
"My chief, how dare I lead you astray? I am still waiting for the rewards from the two chiefs to buy land, a house, and a wife." Wang Qing said with a smile.
"It's worthless! Why do you need to spend money to marry a mother-in-law? When you get to Hening, whichever girl you like, just grab her. If you grab her, she will be your mother-in-law."
Alahuli's mood changed quickly. After hearing Wang Qing's words, he suddenly changed from impatience to disdain.
Buyan Boyao, the leader of Dali Didi, asked from the side: "Wang Zhuangshi, will we encounter the Song Army on this road?"
His words were soft and gentle, with a cold wind that made people feel chills running down their spines.
"I can't guarantee whether Chief Buyan Boyao will encounter the Song army. This is an important road from Lingbei to Yinshan and Yunzhong, and many people know about it. The Song people must know that other
The people in the tribe also know that. We have encountered many horse thieves and bandits on this road. Big leader, we have to be on guard."
"First Evolution"
Alakuli next to him spoke disapprovingly first.
"What if you meet the Song people? Just kill them. A group of cowardly southern barbarians actually went to Mobei to show their power. What happened to the Klie, Tata'er, Mengwu and other tribes! Fertile pastures
, which makes them less courageous."
"There are also horse thieves. Haha, the horse thieves who dare to snatch things in front of us will be buried with grass as tall as a horse's head."
The disdain at the corner of Alakuli's mouth was as bright as the sun above his head.
We are the ones who dare to plunder the Liao Kingdom, the kings of bandits and horse thieves. You actually dare to mention those low-class horse thieves and bandits to me. Is this contempt for us or contempt for us?
As for the Song people, the Khitans looked down on them and thought they were cowardly southern barbarians. Even the Khitans would not look down on Basimu and Dali Di, who dared to rob the Khitans. It was passed along the chain of contempt, how could they
Maybe he thinks highly of Song people?
Bu Yanbo turned his eyes and said to Wang Qing: "Wang Zhuangshi, please go and make a calculation with our vanguard to determine the distance so that we can make arrangements for today's camp."
After Wang Qing was pushed away, Buyan Boliyao turned around and said to Alaquli: "Anda, it's better to be careful. Xiao Alu is not a good person. He encouraged us to go north to Mobei to grab territory.
It's definitely not for our own good, there must be some mystery in it."
"An Da, of course I know that Xiao Alu is not a good person. He is a recruiter on the Southwest Road of Liao Kingdom and has been fighting with us for several years. I know that he encouraged us to go north, mostly because he wanted us to leave Yinshan.
Don't bother them anymore. But he's right. Now on the Mobei grassland, even the cowardly Song Barbarian can grab a piece of territory, so there's no reason why we can't grab it."
Buyan Boyao still said with doubts: "If the Mobei grassland is so chaotic, why don't the Khitans go and rob it themselves? Instead, they want to take advantage of us?"
"An Da, the Khitan people have become delicate and expensive, so why are they willing to go to the bitter cold land of Mobei to endure hardship? Didn't you listen to those people in the caravan once told us. A few years ago, King Kled Mogu
Si defeated the Liao people in Haraholin and Heilin, and they took the opportunity to retreat to Monan and never wanted to go to Mobei to drink wind and eat grass."
Listening to Alakhuli's words, Buyan Boliyao felt that they made sense.
Because they can clearly feel that the fighting spirit of the Liao people has become weaker and weaker over the years.
Especially the nobles, who were drunk and dreaming all day long, were busy building temples and worshiping Buddha in their spare time. The ambitions and tenacious fighting power of their ancestors had long been soaked in fine wine and shaken away by the sound of Buddha.
Buyan Boyao nodded in agreement: "Last time, the Liao people attacked us in a big way, especially Li Qianshun, the damn leader of the Western Xia tribe of the party members, who stabbed us in the flank and caused us heavy losses, so we had to surrender."
"We need to take a good rest and regain our strength. However, the north and south of the Yinshan Mountains are barren and narrow, and are far less prosperous than the Mobei. If we can grab a large piece of fertile land there, we will surely become the king."
"The cause of the king's dominance, An Da, you are talking about the words that the Liao people learned from the Song people."
Aalahuli laughed and said.
Buyan Boryao was smiling next to him, showing an enigmatic expression. But others could see at a glance that this was all an act.
More than two miles behind, in the middle and rear of the team, a group of tribesmen were riding horses, surrounding a veteran in his thirties, listening to him drink and sing a ditty.
This is an extremely vulgar and vulgar slang song that uses straightforward words to describe the various parts of a woman and the love affairs between men and women.
But the dozen or so cavalrymen around liked to hear it, and the more explicit it became, the more excited they became. When they heard it, they howled and barked like a male dog in heat.
After singing for a while, the veteran became tired and stopped. However, his companions could not wait any longer and urged him to continue singing.
He wiped the traces of wine from his mouth and said disdainfully: "What's the point of singing? Isn't it better to wait until He Ning, grab a few women, and sing at the same time?"
The companions next to him screamed more happily, raising their own wine gourds or wine bags, and roared while drinking. The hormones bursting out were stronger than the smell of wine in the air.
"You guys are still too old -" the slightly tipsy veteran shook his head and said, but before he could finish his words, he was viciously interrupted by a sudden big wooden stick.