The Alai Ling Pass in front looked like the mouth of a poisonous snake, which made him sweat and his heart suddenly pounded.
He felt that the majestic mountains on both sides seemed to be alive, like two thick arms, slowly stretching out, waiting for him to pass by, then grabbing his throat, pinching tightly, and pinching until he ran out of breath.
At this moment, the fear made him almost unable to breathe.
Hezhier Khan raised his right hand and stopped the advance of the army.
The leaders and nobles surrounding him asked curiously: "Great Khan, what's wrong?"
"Don't beg, Obo!" Hezhierhan did not answer the incoming questions and called the name of his trusted general.
"Great Khan, my subordinates are here."
"Bring 5,000 men - ask other tribes to mobilize 5,000 soldiers and horses to explore the road ahead. After passing the Alai Ling Pass, immediately seize the hills on the left and right to cover the brigade's crossing of the pass."
"yes!"
Obo Bieqi immediately accepted the order and left.
Several nobles whispered: "Great Khan, are you worried that the Song people are setting up an ambush in the valley?"
"Unlikely."
After listening to their words, the rest of the people couldn't help but raise their heads and look at the mountain pass in front of them in detail.
The Altan Mountains on both sides are tall and majestic and continuous. For some reason, a valley is recessed here, running from north to south.
If the Song people had set up an ambush here or blocked the valley, a few thousand people could prevent their more than 30,000 troops from going south. The other roads going south had to bypass the Altan Mountains, which was too far away.
Hezhier Khan looked at the leaders and nobles with different expressions around him, and his face became even more grim.
No matter how unwilling he was, Hezhierhan also knew that his old nest must have been broken.
The tribesmen and family members who stayed at the ranch were most likely to have been killed. Now the only support I have is my 21,000 troops, and I can't afford to make any mistakes now.
Otherwise, it will be really doomed.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Obo Beqi led five thousand cavalry drawn from other small tribes and walked cautiously towards the mountain pass.
There was no unexpected ambush or rain of arrows. The vanguard troops quietly walked into the mountain pass and then disappeared.
After waiting for more than two hours, a dozen people finally came back from the silent mountain pass. They were all the soldiers that Obo Bieqi had just taken away.
"Great Khan, please let the young men report to the Great Khan that they have successfully passed the mountain pass and occupied the dangerous hilltop to the south of the mountain pass."
Hezhierhan let out a long sigh of relief, feeling happy and sad at the same time.
Fortunately, the people of Song Dynasty were busy looting in the south, and they forgot to come to Alai Ridge to block them. It was really a blessing from God. Sadly, people of Song Dynasty focused on burning, killing and looting. Wouldn't the losses of their own people be even greater?
Hezhier Khan divided the team into four teams, one of which occupied the northern hilltop, thinking that the rear was cut off. Then he divided the team into three teams from the front, middle and rear, and passed the Alai Pass in an orderly manner.
It took a day for more than 30,000 soldiers and horses to pass through the Alai Pass and rested overnight in the valley south of the pass.
Continue on the road the next day.
The Nianba Ge tribe walked southeast along a river valley.
This is a small river, formed by the melted snow on the top of the mountain. It is usually just over a foot wide and has a shallow gurgling flow. But over the years, a river valley and mountain path has been washed out.
Walking on the mountain road, there is a gentle hillside on the left, which is as green as a carpet floating in the air.
To the right are patches of woods, swaying and swaying, with the sound of birds chirping from time to time.
Hezhierhan looked at the familiar mountain road, and his thoughts started flying in the blue sky along with the chirping of birds.
When he was only ten years old, he followed his father Khan through this mountain road to attend a meeting of the Nianba Ge Tribe by the Black Water in the northern foothills. At that time, he felt how majestic the Altan Mountains were and how vast this land was.
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As time passed and I walked through this mountain road countless times, this feeling had long since disappeared. Today, Hezhierhan suddenly felt that the familiar yet distant feeling in his memory had returned.
Hezhierhan, who was immersed in his own emotions, appeared on a mountaintop more than twenty miles away, in Liu Fa's telescope sight.
"Invincibility starts with sacrificing the ancestor"
Hezhierhan only stayed in his sight for a moment, and then Liu Fa continued to move the telescope, taking in the entire long team of Nian Bage.
"After a brief envoy, news came from the north that Tugusa's troops have made preparations and started passing through Alai Ridge to block the enemy's retreat as planned."
A messenger reported.
After nearly a year on the grassland, Liu Fa's face, like his eldest son Moli, became darker and rosier. His eyes became sharper, as if a foraging eagle was staring at you.
Liu Fa nodded, remained silent, and continued to wait for reports from various places.
"Report! General Hu Luxiong is ready!"
"Report, Xu Guangliang and thousands of households are ready."
Liu Fa finally spoke. He turned to Gao Shixuan and Yang Keshi and said, "This bag has been tied. General Gao, General Yang, your missions have been clearly remembered."
Gao Shixuan said coldly: "I know. Yang Keshi is a sledgehammer, responsible for breaking out the holes; I am a broadsword, responsible for starting from the holes and cutting open the enemy."
Yang Keshi opened his mouth and smiled, "You can speak, and you said everything."
"Now that you know it, go and get ready, and wait for orders at any time."
"yes!"
Liu Fa continued to hold up the telescope and watched the situation of the Nianba Ge tribe. After watching it for a while, he murmured: "The enemy has entered the position. Now let's watch Xu Guangliang's first arrow."
At this time, Xu Guangliang, with the Xuanwu Banner Golden Ox Wing Quanzuo Wanhu, and five thousand dismounted cavalry, were hiding in the deep forest. They were holding powerful crossbows and long bows, and carrying two barrels of arrows on their backs, looking warily outside the woods.
A scout ran over on his hands and knees and whispered: "The enemy has entered the position."
Xu Guangliang nodded and raised his right hand. Seeing his gesture, the officers also followed suit, and the five thousand soldiers quietly entered combat mode.
They either hold strung crossbows or hold bows and arrows, ready to pull the strings at any time.
Xu Guangliang looked through the woods and saw the moving figures on the other side, as well as the voices, floating like shadows cast by clouds on the ground.
Xu Guangliang waved his hand and walked slowly diagonally forward with his five thousand soldiers and horses. As he walked closer and closer, he could clearly see the figures of the Nianba Ge cavalry in the sun.
The Xuanwu Army is in the woods, and the dark light is their best cover. They are like a pack of well-trained wolves, sneaking toward their prey quietly.
This is a gentle slope, and the Nianbage cavalrymen who have been walking for more than an hour stopped here one after another. They drank water and let their horses eat some grass.
There were five to six thousand Nianba Ge tribe cavalry gathered here. Since the place was not big, everyone was crowded together and just left a way in the middle.
A dozen Nianba Ge cavalrymen who were close to the forest seemed to have heard something and couldn't help but look into the woods. But it was pitch black inside, like a big black mouth.
"There seems to be something inside?"
"What is it? I can't see it."
"Is there really something? Didn't the striker search both sides?"
"It was just dawn. I searched it when we set out. How long has it been? Maybe it came from somewhere else."
"Scare, the more you talk, the more panic I get."
Suddenly there is a sharp copper whistle, as sharp as a steel needle, stabbing into your eardrums.
Then there was a sound of footsteps, and thousands of Song troops rushed out of the woods and fired a volley at them. This chapter has been completed!