Danhan Mountain is known as Daqing Mountain in later generations. Throughout the thousands of years of Chinese history, no other grassland alien race dared to set up a royal tent so close to the border of the Central Plains Dynasty, except for Tanshihuai.
This kind of behavior shows naked ambition and a full sense of oppression. The ministers of North Korea and China, who have been trying to solve the Xianbei issue with a soft policy, have to face the threat of Tanshihuai and take measures.
A series of corresponding measures.
For example, the massive counterattack in the sixth year of Xiping, when 30,000 Han soldiers marched out of the fortress, or the tight defense of Ma City.
In the battle in the sixth year of Xiping, although the Xianbei people won the final victory, they paid a high price. The 30,000 elite Han troops were not so easy to deal with. Even Tan Shihuai was injured in that battle.
He died a few years later.
In contrast, Macheng, a small and unknown place with no historical records, was Tan Shihuai's lifelong pain.
Although he was praised by Xianbei people and later barbarian admirers as an unparalleled hero, comparable to Temujin, Boarskin and other barbarian heroes, throughout his life, he failed to break through the Macheng defense line, which was just around the corner.
In front of this tiny little town, the British leader of Xianbei lost countless times and suffered bloody injuries.
The people who blocked Tan Shihuai in Macheng were not any famous generals, but an unknown captain whose name has been lost in history, and a battalion of frontier troops under his command.
As a descendant of the Xianbei royal family, the first thing that Yi Bihong did when he led his troops into Macheng was to demolish the originally not-so-high city wall of Macheng. In his view, this was fulfilling the unfulfilled wish of his ancestors.
A tribute to the great talents and strategies of our ancestors.
The Xianbei people all believe that Macheng is a very evil place. It may have been cast by a spell by the Han people. Otherwise, this nameless town and the more than a thousand nameless warriors in the city would not be able to withstand Xianbei's repeated attacks. You know,
That was the Xianbei army led by Tan Shihuai, the most powerful force on the grassland!
The elders and shamans of the clan say that demolishing the city defenses is the key to breaking the spell. Without the protection of the spell, how can the weak Central Plains sheep be the opponent of the wild wolves on the grassland?
Let the entire Central Plains tremble under the hooves of the Xianbei people, kill all the men, snatch away the women, and paint all the wealth and land on the totem of the Xianbei people... This is the ideal that all Xianbei people inherited from their ancestors and heroes!
Macheng, Daijun, and even Youzhou. This is just the beginning. Ye Bihong firmly believes that after the demolition of Macheng, the day when his ideals will be realized will come soon.
Now that the ideal is about to be realized, as the number one hero, it is natural to use the land around Macheng as a new pasture for Yu Bihong's tribe. This has nothing to do with the ideal. Yu Bihong only needs to know that the Han people use hatred to
The land irrigated by the water river is mature land, and when planted with millet, it grows much better than the land they cultivated themselves, which is enough.
But what he didn't expect was that this natural move would cause him great trouble.
He never expected that someone would suddenly rush out from the mountains in such weather, so he and his tribe had no time to mount an effective resistance.
The sentries responsible for the lookout at the Great Wall on the mountain were too lazy to notice the arrival of the Storm Cavalry first. Instead, they were discovered first. When a few drunken sentries finally blew the warning horn, the Storm Cavalry had already arrived.
Like the wind, it swept across the glacier and launched an all-out attack.
Although the city wall was demolished, the watchtowers were still preserved. Where the city gate originally existed, they were pieced together with the old materials of the city tower. They stood on the left and right, acting as the first layer of barrier for the tribe. The sentry's fierce horse hooves
He raised his head from the sound, but before he could even sound the alarm, Zhao Yun and Qin Feng killed him with one arrow each.
Then Qin Feng skillfully commanded several Yi Cong veterans to tie the watchtower with a lasso. If that simple thing built with a few pieces of wood can also be called a watchtower. A few of them were riding on horseback.
The soldiers pulled hard, and the enemy tower immediately fell into pieces. The corpses inside fell heavily, and the snow water splashed up in the ice and snow, giving it a different kind of bright red.
Cavalry is not good at attacking cities, but Baima Yicong is very good at attacking nomadic camps, and can complete the task perfectly without the need for command.
The rumbling collapse sound woke up several tribal warriors who were sleeping in the houses near the village entrance. They were naked, rubbing their eyes and rushing out of the window. The houses built by the Han people with mud and wood were far better than the tents of the shepherds that had air leakage from all sides.
It is warm, so the tribesmen who first move into the house always sleep too much.
When they jumped down awkwardly from the window sill, a fast horse had already rushed in front of them. The cold edge of the Qinghong Sword followed the wind, and the sharp blade cut open the belly of the opponent like a melon. Sleepy eyes
The hungry warrior suddenly lowered his head and saw that his internal organs were steaming and rolling outward, and severe pain arose. He screamed in pain, the cry was shrill and desperate.
In the autumn of this past year, when he entered Ma City under the leadership of Ye Bihong, he also dealt with the owner of this house in this way. The man was unarmed and thin, but he still stood in the way of his wife and children until his death.
The Han people in front of him once left a deep impression on him.
It was not that he respected the other party's courage, but that the Han woman's painful and desperate scream after disemboweling the other party with a machete made him feel happy and happy.
It is said that the land in Daijun originally belonged to the grassland people, but it was snatched away by the Han emperor and his minions a long time ago. Therefore, the Xianbei people went south to take revenge and at the same time take back their own land and wealth.
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When he thought that those Han bandits had taken advantage of the Xianbei people and had enjoyed it for such a long time, but he could only starve and sleep in a tent with drafts on all sides and could freeze to death, the warrior became filled with resentment.
Driven by this emotion, listening to the painful wailing of the Han people felt like heavenly music. The only regret was that the Han woman was too strong-tempered. When her husband died, she actually threw herself on him.
On the blade, instead of kneeling at the feet of the killer with tears in her eyes like a tribal woman, taking whatever she wants.
Of course, when he was angry with the Han people, he did not look up to see the giant dragon stretching on the top of the mountains. Since the pre-Qin era, the Yan people who struggled to survive in the bitter cold land had engraved the mark of China on it.
, Eternal and Immortal!
Therefore, his anger is unreasonable, and now is the time for him to receive retribution.
"Kill everyone!" Someone shouted amidst the thundering sound of horse hooves as they galloped past.
The language was in Chinese, which the Xianbei people could not understand, and even if they did, it would not matter much. In wars between tribes on the grassland, there is no habit of keeping prisoners, and the defeated party usually disappears as a whole, except for women. In the eyes of the shepherds
, women belong to the category of property, inherited from brother to brother, from father to son. Therefore, there is no need to eradicate the root cause.
"Kill!" The warriors of the Storm Cavalry responded with a cry. There was no need to mobilize, they knew what to do.
Over the past few months, the Xianbei people have set an example for them with their own actions. Today, all this is just to repay each other's "good deeds". They beat the horses and ran through the low huts. They threw the torches on the roof. Then they put the long
Aiming at the windows and doors, he stabbed the people who climbed out one by one.
From the beginning, the battle entered a rhythm of slaughter.
Because of the warm houses, the Xianbei people's reaction was slower than when they were on the grassland. The structure of the houses meant that they could only get out of the low doors and windows, rather than living in tents.
direction to get out of danger and find your own horse.
Without their horses, the Xianbei warriors' combat effectiveness was reduced by more than one or two points, and before they could complete their assembly, they fought with the organized cavalry. It was even more like a nightmare.
Some people tried to resist with axes and bucklers, but the axes were too short and the bucklers were too thin. The cavalry were equipped with long swords with a blade as long as three feet, which could easily pierce leather shields and fly short axes.
In addition, the Gale Cavalry's better riding and shooting skills were brought into full play.
The cavalry swept through the streets like the wind. Their swords, swords, and bows were like sharp objects blown up by the wind, and they hit every standing barbarian, whether they tried to resist or escape.
, or begging for mercy, there is only one end...
Five steps of blood splatter!
The fighting soon advanced to the center of the city.
Before Tan Shihuai established the royal tent in Danhan Mountain, Macheng was just a border village. Although it has been expanded, it is still a very small place. There is no building such as the city guard's mansion. In the center of the city is a large family.
The family's surname is Ma. This old house also has the character of a fort.
The wall is more than half a foot long, only slightly lower than the original city wall. There are green tiles on the top of the wall and several arrow butts.
When the Xianbei people invaded the city, the owner of the house relied on the terrain to resist for a while, causing a lot of casualties to the Xianbei people. Their fate is naturally self-evident.
Of course, regardless of whether they resisted or not, their fate was doomed the moment they were abandoned by the Han court. If the court could not protect themselves, they would protect themselves by themselves, which showed unyielding courage, but nothing more.
As the leader of the tribe, Ye Bihong naturally regarded this place as his official residence. However, the gate of the courtyard had been demolished in the battle with the original owner. Ye Bihong felt that there was no need to rebuild it and he did not have the ability, so he
So open.
Of course he regrets it now. He will not forget how much trouble those two heavy door panels brought to him and his warriors. But now, facing a sudden attack, he does not even have the most basic defense.
All the subordinates who have been gathered in a hurry can be piled up to the unobstructed gate.
"Block the gate, blow the horn, and ask the people on the city wall to light smoke and ask for help!" Standing behind the human wall, Yi Bihong waved his machete and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Block, block, there are still soldiers in Danhan Mountain.
, will come to our rescue soon!”
Suddenly, he felt a chill in his heart, as if a tiger was staring at his back. The instinct he had developed on the grassland since he was a child made him quickly jump forward and bend down, trying to lie down to avoid the fatal murderous intention.
The reaction that came from instinct was not unpleasant, but what made him despair was that the murderous intent came faster. From locking the target and displaying murderous intent, to opening the bow and releasing the arrow, and actually releasing the murderous intent, it only took an instant.
With this pounce, Ye Bihong avoided the critical point of his throat, but just sent his head up. The arrow was like cold lightning, with a cold breath, passing through the gap in the human wall and crossing the distance of space.
, drilled directly into his eye sockets!
Neither the burst of blood nor the screams could stop the strong momentum of the arrow. It wasn't until it penetrated the hard back skull that the arrow trembled and stopped. At this moment, the Xianbei royal family's Yi Bihong had become a human being.