On the way, Gai Jun learned that the young knight's surname was Guo Mingrui. He was twenty years old. He didn't look like a Han Chinese, and his mouth sounded like a "Qiang dog." At first, Gai Jun thought he was a northern butcher or a bastard, but he didn't expect that he had half of the body.
Qiang ancestry. According to Qiang people, he is a "huo", that is, the son of a Qiang and a slave. His family status is very low, equivalent to that of a slave. His mother is a Han from Lingzhou County. When he was young, he was caught in the Western Qiang rebellion.
He was kidnapped and raped by the Qiang people and gave birth to him. His father had a rough personality and did not regard him as his own son. Guo Rui suffered all kinds of hardships since he was a child. When he was seven years old, his tribe was defeated by the Han army, and he and his mother were able to survive.
When he returned to his hometown in Lingzhou, his mother married another Han sergeant. His stepfather could not say that he was good, but he was not bad either. He was at least a hundred times better than his biological father. The name Guo Rui was given to him by his stepfather. He lived in Lingzhou for five years.
Later, the Qiang invaded again, and his stepfather was killed. His mother did not want to enter the Qiang land again, so she bit her tongue and committed suicide. He and his half-siblings escaped by hiding in a well. Since the Western Qiang rebellion had already been put down by this time, the state government responded.
Soon, none of the invading Qiang people escaped the net and were wiped out. However, this could not eliminate the overwhelming anger in Guo Rui's heart. He had never hated the Qiang people so much. When he grew up, he became a Lingzhou County soldier with the ambition to kill the Qiang people.
Unfortunately, the border has been quite peaceful in recent years, so he has no chance.
"How does Chang Shi want to defeat the enemy?" Although Guo Rui hates the Qiang people to the core, it does not mean that he has no brains. Using a mob of a thousand people to head-on against three or five thousand Qiang people who are good at fighting is a way to die.
Not only him, but everyone is particularly concerned about this issue.
Gai Jun did not answer, but asked: "How far is it from Lingzhou County?"
Guo Rui said: "About forty miles."
"Thirty miles is nothing for me."
"promise."
Guo Rui was confused, and when he reached thirty miles, he shouted a reminder, and the cavalry stopped immediately.
Gai Jun got off his horse and called Gai Yin. Guan Yu asked: "Have you read Zuo Zhuan?" He was actually asking the latter. He had forced him to study hard several times. To his surprise, Guan Yu shook his head.
.The portrait of Guan Gong in later generations holding the Qinglong Yanyue Sword in one hand and the Spring and Autumn Annals in the other is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. He himself now tells me that he has never read it - he has not read it -
Gai Jun sighed and said to Gai Yin: "Do you still remember the Battle of Chengpu?"
"Remember." Gai Yin replied. Guan Yu and Guo Rui were envious for a while but didn't mention it.
"Recite it again."
"This..." Gai Yin looked embarrassed.
Gai Jun wondered whether he should laugh or cry: "How did Luan Zhi, the Jin official, plan to defeat the Chu army?"
Gai Yin said: "I remember this. Luan Zhi tied firewood to the tail of the chariot and pretended to be defeated. The firewood was dragged on the ground and smoke and dust were everywhere. The Chu army thought that the opponent was really defeated, and fell into a trap and was ambushed by the Jin army."
"Today I want to do the opposite."
Guan Yu is worthy of being a famous general in the future, and one thing is clear: "The meaning of "Gai Shehu" is to make the cavalry drag firewood and raise dust to pretend to be a grand army, thereby scaring away the Qiang people? Wonderful, wonderful - this is a brilliant plan!"
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The Qiang people on the city wall are gathering more and more, and they are already more than twice as many as the Han people. The formation of the Han soldiers has offset part of the opponent's numerical advantage, but one of their own has fallen, and there is one less person, and the opponent's helpers are still coming in a steady stream.
Under the continuous fierce attack of the Qiang people, the left wing of the Han Army's Yanyue Formation finally collapsed.
"It's over-" Fu Xie groaned in pain.
Suddenly the thunderous sound of war drums sounded, and two hundred Han soldiers came out like tigers, diagonally inserted into the Qiang man's right ribs, and quickly broke his wing, sealing the gap in the Yanyue Formation, and the two sides fell into a stalemate again.
Fu Xie breathed a sigh of relief, but was not happy. These two teams were not reserve teams, nor were they created out of thin air. They were people led by his clan brothers to guard the North City Gate.
Fu Xie looked at his clan brother Fu Qi, whose face was covered in blood, and frowned: "What will you do when you come to the north?"
"Brother Cong, don't worry. The Qiang people at the north gate were attacked head-on by me twice, and they no longer dare to attack again. What's more, the folks just formed two hundred-man teams to replace me, otherwise I wouldn't dare to take the risk."
support."
Fu Xie shook his head. He still didn't know how many strong men there were in the city? Those two centurions must be old and weak. The North Gate now only has a hundred men to fight. Once the opponent knows the inside story, they can take it with a single charge.
Mang Feng was so angry that he flew into a rage. He attacked for most of the day, resulting in 600 casualties and 600 casualties. The general was wounded in the donkey's palm. A small county town was so difficult to conquer.
Donkey Palm stopped the bleeding, knelt on one knee in front of the mango cover and said: "King, if you give me another chance, I will definitely take the city."
Mang Feng calmed down his anger and said, "If your leg is injured, don't go up there."
"king--"
Mang Feng raised his voice and said sternly: "How dare you disobey me?"
The donkey's paw touched the ground with his forehead, and he dared not speak any more.
Mang Fengchong shouted from left to right: "Before the sun sets, I want to live in the county government-" At that time, there were less than two hours before sunset.
The low horn horn sounded again, and the sound shook the whole country.
Inspired by this, the Qiang people on the city wall became even more crazy, shouting and fighting fiercely, risking their lives.
An hour later, the Yanyue Formation was torn open again, this time on the right wing. The Qiang people were honest, but that didn't mean they were stupid. The Han army was a fresh force on the left, and the center was tightly defended. Only the right wing was relatively weak. They attacked again and again.
He patiently attacked and finally succeeded. This was a fatal gap, and the Han army was about to collapse.
"Are we going to have a street fight?" Fu Xie clenched the Huanshou knife hard, and veins appeared on the back of his hand.
Seeing victory in sight, the Qiang people howled with joy. They seemed to see countless women, slaves, gold and silver waving to them.
The Qiang soldier raised his knife and chased a Han man with an injured leg, like a cat teasing a mouse, slashing left and right, watching the opponent scream and dodge, his eyes shining with excitement. The Han man was wounded.
After more than ten blows, all the blood was drained and he could no longer crawl. The Qiang warriors lost interest in him and were about to kill him with one blow when they suddenly realized that the shouts of killing around him were much weaker. The tribesmen stopped one after another and looked back.
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"What's there to see?" The Qiang soldier slowly turned around, and then saw a scene that horrified him - the smoke and dust in the sky and the faint sound of horse hooves in the wind. Gradually, the sound of horse hooves became more and more intense.
The sound is like thunder. Judging from its power, there are enough people to ride on it.
Fu Xie tremblingly raised the steel knife and shouted hysterically: "Reinforcements - my big man's reinforcements are coming - beat the drum - beat the drum -"
The sound of war drums instantly resounded throughout the city.
The nearly desperate city defenders found reinforcements coming at the moment they were about to collapse. They couldn't believe their eyes. The strength that had disappeared without a trace seemed to suddenly return to their bodies. They roared and fought back against the Qiang people.
However, the Qiang people lost all their courage and collapsed in the first battle. They threw away their armor and fled in embarrassment. It is said that it is easy to get up but difficult to get down. There are only so many ladders, and I am afraid that less than half of the Qiang people can land safely.
"Why? Why did the Han army come so fast? Why did they come when I was breaking the city?" Mang Feng stared with scarlet eyes, holding a bloody sword. A guard at his feet was lying on his back on the ground, his pupils wide open.
Boss, even to the day of his death he could not figure out why the king killed him.
Donkey Palm said bravely: "King, let's go."
Mang Feng said with a grim face: "What did you say? You asked me to run away? You asked me to go back and suffer the ridicule of my tribe?"
"King, you are destined to be the future Lord of Zero. One failure is nothing. We will make up for the loss soon, and then we will seek revenge from the Han people."
"Donkey Palm is right, I can't die. I still shoulder the heavy responsibility of reviving Xian Ling." Mang Feng was panting like an ox. Seeing the tribesmen who kept falling down the city wall, his face was twisted with distress and he gritted his teeth.
Use the word "withdraw".
As if they were pardoned, the Qiang people fled with Mangfeng, not even caring about the cattle, sheep, and felt tents they brought. They rushed to the north gate to join more than 800 riders, and the entire Qiang army only had 2,300 people left.
Four hundred, you must know that when they came, they had a full four thousand cavalry, and they were so damaged and miserable.);.