Muyun Prefecture has seven counties, thirteen towns and one pass. Since ancient times, the folk customs have been fierce, and there are countless traditional martial arts schools. From this, many chivalrous people and rebels have been born who use martial arts to break the ban.
Winter just entered last year, and Liu Adong, the rebel who launched the first round of uprisings, was from Muyun Prefecture. With the help of Jia Zhou, he ignited the flames of the first uprising.
After moving the capital, Yuan An lived in a temporary palace, his face turned pale, and he listened to the rebellions in Muyun Prefecture one after another.
But these are far from what worries him the most. Even if we don't count the 50,000 people in Muyun Camp, he still has 30,000 National Salvation Battalion under his command, so they should be safe and sound.
What worries him most is the news coming back from the border.
Xu Mu, a first-class commoner, rode into the Saibei grassland with three thousand horses. After a battle, he not only fought back and fought his way out of the siege, but also killed Prince Beidi.
On the other side of Hezhou City, the soldiers guarding the city had already become passionate and blocked the 200,000 Beidi people who were declining day by day from the city. It is said that the Great Khan of the Prairie Royal Court was extremely angry, and King Tuoba Zhao of Zuo Khan
I have already made plans to withdraw from the army.
Yuan An closed his eyes in silence.
These are like two extremes. He abandoned the border and did not dare to face the Beidi people. However, the first-grade commoner entered the border and inspired the mountains and rivers.
The reason for moving the capital to Muyun Prefecture was not just because of the fear of the Yuzhou King's army, but also because of the fear of the power of the Beidi people.
"Am I... really a foolish king?"
The eunuch next to him lowered his head and did not dare to answer.
"Chen Qing, what do you think?"
Chen Qing is not Chen Changqing, but the King of Heaven whips Chen Lu.
Chen Lu smiled and said, "Your Majesty is worried about the country and moving the capital to Muyun Prefecture is a sign of great prosperity."
"Chen Qing, I'm going to bother you with the matter of Marquis Nan."
Chen Lu suppressed the ecstasy on his face, knelt down and bowed.
On the other side, the smoke at the border gradually dissipated.
Changshiro stood at the top of Hezhou City, with a slightly tired face and a smile on his face.
Under the city gate, hundreds of thousands of Beidi people who lined up to attack the city retreated hurriedly to the rear amidst the dull sound of horn horns, as slowly as the ebbing tide.
King Zuo Khan, who was riding a horse with his personal guards in the middle, seemed to be extremely angry. He raised his whip and kept roaring at the riddled Hezhou City.
"Tenggri, the empire of the grassland people, 300,000 dogs, are leaving now? Otherwise, dad can open a small crack in the door and try to attack the city again?" Chang Shiro laughed.
Tuoba Zhao, who was originally riding a horse, turned around, suddenly heard this sentence, his body suddenly twitched, he raised his whip in anger, approached the previous prince, and whipped the horse directly.
Seeing the Di army retreating, Chang Silang let out a sharp breath.
"King of Yuzhou, General Xu fought his way out of the grassland. Did he collide with the retreating Beidi people in Hezhou?" Yu Wen looked worried.
"No, he will go around to the north. The poor and ugly Prince of Yan, Gongsun Zu, who is five feet three, will not dare to stop him. Damn it, I asked him to lead troops to help Hezhou, but he didn't come."
In fact, Tsuneshiro was still very shocked at this moment. He couldn't figure out how a small boss who was making a fortune in brewing knew so much about fighting.
The two-city blockade, the chain of horses, the beheading formation...where did these come from? There is no precedent. Could it be that Xiaodong is really a general from heaven?
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After leaving the grassland, Xu Mu took the last more than a thousand riders with him without thinking too much. He ran all the way until he was four hundred miles away, finally far away from the Saibei Prairie and the lonely smoke in the desert.
"Dismount and rest." Xu Mu's voice was hoarse.
As soon as he finished speaking, countless heroes who had stopped their horses fell down one after another and fell onto the mud before they even started to cross the horses.
They just took a breath of courage and wanted to rest now. One or two of them realized that their whole bodies were overdrawn.
"Wei Xiaowu, go get water and heat it up." Xu Mu's voice trembled. He naturally knew how life-and-death this group of people had to fight to get out of the siege.
Among the tens of thousands of Beidi people, I don't know how much effort was expended just to kill Tuoba Zhu. If the enemy's morale had not collapsed for a moment, with these tens of thousands of Di people around, it is estimated that they would have been intercepted further.
However, most of these tens of thousands of Di people were sent back from Hezhou, which means that the entire siege of Hezhou may be easier.
"Brother Mu, that Zhao dog ran too fast. If not, I would have killed him!" Si Hu was still chattering.
Xu Mu has no feelings for Zhao Qingyun. Like Si Hu, he is eager to kill him with his hands.
"Fan Lu, how much do you know about Yanzhou's affairs?"
A bearded general heard Xu Mu's words and replied hastily.
"I only heard that... the poor man in the family was five feet three and an ugly dwarf. Although there was a foreign Rouran race outside Yanzhou, the prince and grandson of Yanzhou used a gentle strategy, which made the three counties of Yanzhou...
It’s pretty peaceful.”
Xu Mu was slightly stunned. He thought Uncle Chang was joking, but he didn't expect that the King of Yanzhou was really a dwarf.
"Don't worry, General Xu. The King of Yanzhou will not dare to embarrass us. Otherwise, the King of Yuzhou will kill people."
Xu Mu was speechless. Since the death of the young Marquis, his relationship with Chang Silang seemed to have gotten closer.
"Raise a glass to the young Marquis."
The more than a thousand people who were resting soon stood up. There was no wine bowl, so they just took a sip from the wine bag.
The koumiss on the grassland was a bit sour, and for a moment, Xu Mu missed the life of Zhuangzi even more. He wanted to return home as fast as an arrow, and he wished he could fly back immediately.
After resting for the night, the small valley where we camped was filled with the sound of heavy snoring. After a round of life and death, six thousand riders left Hezhou, and now, there are only more than 1,500 riders left.
Even Di Maer was changed two or three times.
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"General Xu, after passing Fengxue Pass, you will reach the boundary of Yanzhou."
Of the three foreign states in the Epoch Times, Yanzhou has the lowest sense of existence. It is said that because he could not pay the annual tribute, he personally took his subordinates out of the city to hunt wolves and sell their skins. He finally made up the numbers and was able to avoid the crime of disrespect.
Xu Mu exhaled and looked up. The towering Fengxue Pass in front of him was indeed easy to defend and difficult to attack. It was like a huge city wall embedded in the pass, tightly blocking the mountains on both sides.
Even though spring has begun, the sky is still full of snow and velvet when the wind and snow are gone.
More than a thousand people on horseback were all shivering with cold.
No wonder the Beidi people would rather attack Hezhou than come to Yanzhou.
After sending the invitation, Chang Wei was asked to go to the pass and pull off Chang Silang's tiger skin. On the pass wall, a general guarding the pass in thick armor hurriedly walked around the city and asked people to report back to Yanzhou City.
It was not until night that the two huge and simple doors opened with a rumble. Xu Mu breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly entered the Fengxue Pass with more than a thousand people freezing behind him.
He didn't want to cause trouble, but after entering the customs, he hadn't gone far. Many customs soldiers appeared at once and handed over to them.
"Welcome General Xu."
"Welcome to the Northern Expedition——"
Xu Mu stopped his horse, his face showing relief. Behind him, more than a thousand faces also showed relief.
Not trying to take credit, but having someone remember their feat is the greatest reward.