"According to Sheng Dan, our current position is about seventy miles away from Bayanhaote, and we can get there in two hours on a fast horse. In front of us, the Turkic Left King Badlu and the Imperial Advisor Lu Dongzan are attacking the Helan Mountain Canyon with all their might, and yesterday they launched the first round of fierce attacks on the canyon entrance. The two sides have been fighting fiercely for a day, and our army is resisting tenaciously. The Turks have suffered great losses, so they are mobilizing a large number of horses and provisions to be continuously transported to the front through Bayanhaote. "
There was some excitement in Hu Bugui's voice. Indeed, this was the first time they had heard news of the Helan Mountain Canyon after leaving the main force for nearly five days. From the fact that the Turks were constantly mobilizing horses and provisions, it could be seen that the Hu did not have an easy time in this battle. Miss Xu was using practical actions to fulfill the promise she had always kept.
"Good, there's finally news of the Helan Mountain Canyon." Lin Wanrong sighed slightly. "Since the Hu have suffered great losses, it means that our losses are also not small. Advisor Xu must be under a lot of pressure."
Hu Bugui nodded in agreement. "That's true. Fortunately, we are close to Bayanhaote and can act at any time."
Lin Wanrong grunted. "Brother Hu, did Sheng Dan tell us how many Hu are stationed in Bayanhaote at this time?"
"Of course she told us." Hu Bugui said, "In order to attack the Helan Mountain Canyon, the Turks have gathered three hundred thousand cavalry elites, and all the tribes are empty. There are only three thousand people left in Bayanhaote, and adding on the small groups of Hu who have transported horses and provisions to Bayanhaote, the total number is no more than five thousand. "
On the grasslands, eight thousand soldiers against five thousand Turkic wolf cavalry, although they had the advantage in numbers, the Hu were strong and this battle was not easy to fight. Fortunately, it was a surprise attack, and he had the initiative in his hands.
"Then who is the leader of the Hu stationed in Bayanhaote?" Lin Wanrong asked.
"It's another powerful general under Badlu, called Labri. I met this person on the battlefield ten years ago. He is good at using a wolf-headed iron club, has a fierce appearance, extraordinary strength, and has a high prestige among the Turkic cavalry. He once killed hundreds of China soldiers in one night, and was later given the title of Hundred-Man Commander by the Hu Khan! "
Labrie? Hundred Men Execution? Lin Wanrong chuckled. "Big Brother Hu, since he's your lover, I'll hand him over to you. Remember my principles. Don't talk to the Hu about being fair and square and fighting with your life on the line; that won't work. The more despicable and ruthless you were, the more afraid they would be. I suggest you prepare some lime, ropes, hidden weapons, and so on. If you meet Labrie, go up and sprinkle lime in his eyes and shoot hidden weapons until he is crippled. "
Serving under General Lin as a soldier, even the most upright of men will be led astray by him. His methods are sinister and vicious, ruthless and ruthless, vastly different from China's usual style of warfare. Instead, he specializes in attacking the Hu's weak spots, and the Turks will find it difficult to accept this change in style for the time being.
Hu Bugui laughed and nodded. "I understand. This time I'll call old Gao along. No matter how strong that Labrie is, he can't compare to old Gao's methods. "
Lin Wanrong's eyes narrowed into a smile. Gao Qiu, this fellow, had sores on his head and pus on the soles of his feet, he was extremely bad. With him joining in, this Labrie would suffer greatly.
"Then go and do it." Lin Wanrong waved his hand. "If your methods are bad, then you'll lose my face, I won't forgive you."
"Yes sir!" Hu Bugui excitedly responded, turning to rush out of the tent. When he reached the door, he suddenly thought of something and turned his head. "There's one more thing. General, Sheng Dan's questions have been asked, how do we deal with him? "
"Sheng Dan? Who is Sheng Dan?! I've never seen this person before! "General Lin spread his hands, an innocent expression on his face.
"Yes, yes, we've never seen this person before." Hu Bugui beamed. "I understand, I'll do it now."
"There's one more thing." Lin Wanrong pulled Old Hu over, whispering a few words into his ear. Hu Bugui's expression lit up, repeatedly giving a thumbs up. "Brilliant, really brilliant! General's wisdom and bravery surpass others, you really are the pillar of our army, the needle that stabilizes the sea. To be able to follow General into battle, it's my great fortune! "
This Old Hu could not withstand the test, he was originally such an upright person, how did he become such a bootlicker after following me?! My fault, it's all my fault! Lin Wanrong sighed, lamenting that there was one less' upright person 'in the world.
After several days of rapid marching, it had been a long time since they had had a good sleep. That night by the lake, with the blood of the Turks as their pillow, the tens of thousands of soldiers slept peacefully. Even Lin Wanrong had a long-awaited wet dream.
On the vast and boundless grasslands, the beautiful women smiled sweetly, lightly unbuttoning their clothes, revealing their smooth legs, their soft and white breasts even more dazzling than the moonlight. Qing Xuan, Xian 'er, Luo Ning, Grand Mistress... each and every one of them was enchanting and moving, their watery eyes seemingly about to drown him. His heart was in turmoil, just as he was about to reach out and touch them a few times, a gust of wind blew over. Amidst the wind and sand, a ferocious lion sprang out of nowhere, roaring and opening its bloody mouth, viciously biting at the beautiful women. Even the highly skilled Miss Xiao could not dodge in time, and was about to die under the lion's mouth...
"Mother!" Lin Wanrong abruptly sat up, jolted awake from his dream. His forehead was covered in cold sweat and his entire body was shivering. Looking at the night sky outside the tent, it was only the middle of the night. He panted a few times and wiped the sweat off his face, his heart still in a state of shock.
This wet dream and nightmare had given him quite a fright. Although he is not a superstitious person, he felt that this was a great omen. Thinking back to the scene in his dream, even someone as powerful as Xiao Qingxuan was defeated by the lion's mouth. Where did this ferocious lion come from, and how could it be so powerful?
As Lin Wanrong was in a daze, he suddenly heard a light sound from the tent, the curtain was lifted and a ferocious looking Turk rushed in like the wind.
"The Hu are attacking?!" In his shock, without thinking, he drew his saber and slashed at the Turk.
The 'Hu' quickly stepped to the side and anxiously said, "Brother Lin, it's me, Old Gao!"
Lin Wanrong stared blankly for a moment before carefully inspecting this Turk. He had a tall beard, a yellow face, and a ferocious appearance. However, his facial features were very familiar. Wasn't this Gao Qiu?
"What the heck, Brother Gao, are you playing a masquerade party?" Sheathing his saber, Lin Wanrong anxiously patted his chest. Looking at Old Gao's appearance, he found it both infuriating and funny.
Gao Qiu laughed, "Weren't you the one who asked Hu Bugui to choose men to disguise as Hu? Look at my appearance, what do you think? Do I qualify? "
You're really f * cking qualified, you scared my soul out of my body. Old Gao was tall and fat, after putting on a felt hat and a Hu robe, he smeared some yellow powder on his face and added two small strokes of mustache. Other than his blue eyes, he looked like a Turk that had not fully evolved.
Lin Wanrong looked him up and down, then nodded and said, "Brother Gao, with your physique and your skills, you are even more of a barbarian than the barbarians. I have high hopes for you. The position of the barbarian leader is yours for sure."
"Thank you general for your grace!" Gao Qiu cupped his fists and smiled.
Outside the tent, another 'Hu' rushed in, this time it was Hu Bugui. His physique was extremely sturdy and when he put on the felt hat and Hu robe, he did not pale in comparison to Gao Qiu. Moreover, he had fought with the Hu for many years, so he was very familiar with their habits. Asking him to disguise as a Hu, he looked more like Old Gao.
Hu Bugui handed a Hu robe to Lin Wanrong and said with a smile, "It's getting late, please put on your disguise and set off."
Lin Wanrong put on the felt hat and carelessly put on the robe. The stubble from the past few days of marching had already covered his face, and from afar, he looked like a robber.
"How is it? Do I look like a Turk? "Hanging the saber at his waist, Lin Wanrong chuckled proudly.
Gao Qiu looked left and right, up and down, and after a long while, he said, "Overall, you look more like one, but there is one biggest regret that cannot be made up for."
"What regret?" Lin Wanrong did not understand.
Gao Qiu's face was square and his expression was incomparably solemn as he said, "The biggest regret is that brother Lin, you are too handsome. Among the Hu, there will not be such a good looking person even in ten generations. You must know that in a crowd, the first person they see is you, so the biggest flaw in my army is you! Sigh, what a pity! "
"Brother Gao, don't always focus on my shortcomings! This flaw is innate, and I've been wanting to correct it for many years. "General Lin was flattered, and his eyes bloomed with joy.
When they walked out of the tent, there were already thousands of 'Turks' sitting on tall Turkic horses, waiting for them. These were the strong men that Hu Bugui had picked overnight, and except for their eyes, they were seventy to eighty percent similar. Lin Wanrong nodded and chuckled, "Not bad, not bad, I have never seen such a handsome Hu lad. Brothers, tell everyone to walk slower, tell the horses to eat more grass, and tell the people to run slower. When the sun sets, we should reach Bayanhaote, so that we won't be exposed. "
Hu Bugui and Gao Qiu looked at each other. From this lake to Bayanhaote was only sixty to seventy kilometers away, and if they were not careful, they would arrive there. It was really not easy to walk slowly! But since General Lin had given the order, a military order must be obeyed. The two of them could only order their brothers to load and unload the heavy supplies again and again, to kill some time and treat it as physical training.
When the sun was close to noon, the warhorses' bellies were bulging from eating. Lord Lin had already leisurely crossed the lake once. Only then did these slow "Hu people" get ready and set off. Thousands of cavalrymen drove a group of warhorses that stretched as far as the eye could see, marching majestically towards Bayanhaote.
It was the first time they marched on the vast grasslands. The sun was shining brightly and there were no clouds in the sky. The green grass and the blue sky made people feel happy and refreshed. It was many times better than the sandstorm outside the Great Wall.
No wonder all the Hu people were skilled in horsemanship. On such a good grassland, you want him to try riding a bicycle instead of riding a horse? It's so tiring! Lin Wanrong snorted angrily. He was not impressed by the horsemanship of the Turks.
Gao Qiu and Hu Bugui were the two who looked the most like the Turks, so they naturally took the role of leader. In Lin Wanrong's words, you two know the Turkic language, if you don't take the lead, who will? Gao Qiu had only practiced the Turkic curse along the way, and could be said to have mastered it. In his complacency, he put on the hat of 'I know the Turkic language' and took the lead.
They drove the war horses forward, and adhered to General Lin Wanrong's instructions to slow down. Their speed was not much faster than a snail's.
Along the way to Bayanhaote, the number of Hu people on the road gradually increased. They were all on horseback, rushing back and forth in a hurry. It seemed that the war on the Helan Mountains was really tense.
In order to prevent being exposed, Hu Bugui carefully followed General Lin Wanrong's instructions — — 'I am a Turk, I am so arrogant'. He pulled the tens of thousands of war horses into a formation and walked horizontally on the road, their shadows covering the entire grassland. Any Turks who dared to look at them were loudly reprimanded by Hu Bugui from afar, while Gao Qiu raised his saber and roared angrily. The two of them were like ferocious wolves. No matter how bold the Hu people were, who would dare to provoke the tiger's whiskers?
In the distance, the red sun finally set in the west, and a few wisps of crimson sunset glow shone on the faces of the soldiers. The previous relaxed atmosphere gradually disappeared, and a tense atmosphere spread in everyone's heart.
"After six hours of rapid march, we are finally about to reach Bayanhaote. Now, we are only twenty miles away from our final goal." Lin Wanrong waved his hand heroically, a murderous look on his face.
To travel fifty miles in six hours, such a 'rapid march' was really earth-shattering. Gao Qiu suppressed his laughter and nodded heavily.
General Lin Wanrong did not look ashamed in the slightest, and said seriously, "Brother Hu Bugui, have the scouts returned?"
"We have reached Bayanhaote, and in order to avoid being seen through by the Hu people, the scouts have all been recalled." Hu Bugui grunted and continued, "According to the scouts, the situation in Bayanhaote is normal, and there is no unusual movement of the Hu people."
Lin Wanrong let out a long sigh of relief. Looking at the distant sunset that had already sunk into the depths of the earth, and the twilight shrouded the grassland, he nodded slightly and said in a low voice, "Order the brothers to abandon all unimportant supplies and only bring dry rations and weapons. From now on, the entire army is to enter a state of combat readiness, and move forward at full speed. "
As the order was passed down, the mood of the soldiers was suddenly excited and nervous. After several days of hard work, they would soon see the results. This would be the first battle in a hundred years that China's soldiers had penetrated deep into the grassland. The effect would be earth-shattering, and it would be a great shock to both sides.
Tick, tick, tick. The heavy sound of horse hooves broke the silence of the grassland, and tens of thousands of galloping horses were driven by the soldiers, galloping straight north. As night fell, Lin Wanrong no longer had to worry about being seen through by the Hu people. In one breath, he had traveled ten li.
"General, look!" Hu Bugui's shout startled Lin Wanrong who was sprinting. He raised his head and looked into the distance. A few miles away, there was a green city wall. This city wall was like a protruding column on the grassland, and the walls were as tall as two people and covered with green grass. Hu Bugui had already said that the castles on the grassland were all built from the ground. Although this city wall was not high, it was unique because of the green grass that covered it.
In the castle, hundreds of wolf flags fluttered in the wind, and countless tents were scattered like blooming white flowers. The mountainous piles of provisions were connected to each other like the endless Helan Mountain Range. From time to time, the neighing of Turkic horses could be heard, like thunder, shaking one's eardrums.
As he gazed at this bustling city wall, Lin Wanrong clenched his fists and fiercely spat out a name, "Bayanhaote!!!"
Hu Bugui solemnly nodded, the expression on his face gradually turning grim.
The most difficult moment was about to arrive, and the soldiers had already begun to slow down. Their hearts were racing, and they gripped their weapons tightly. Lin Wanrong nodded and shot a glance at Hu Bugui.
"Hyah —" Hu Bugui swung his horsewhip, striking the rear of the horses in front of him. The tens of thousands of Turkic horses galloped forward, their hooves rumbling as they charged toward the city wall. Hu Bugui and Gao Qiu rode like the wind, leading the thousands of soldiers to follow closely behind the horses.
Four li, three li, two li … amidst a cloud of dust, the walls of the city grew closer and closer, the fluttering wolf flags and sharp claws clearly visible. Every clatter of hooves was like a heavy hammer striking at one's heart.
"Iriga (Stop)!" When they were still one li from the city wall, a thunderous roar suddenly resounded from the opposite city wall, so thick and deep that it suppressed the sound of the galloping horses.
The Hu had thick hair, arms thicker than an infant's head, and a face as sharp as a knife. His eyes were sunken in, and his eyes shone with a deep blue light. In his hand was a huge iron cudgel with the head of a wolf.
"It's Labri!" Hu Bugui was flabbergasted.
The Hu leader of Bayanhaote, Labri? The shock in Lin Wanrong's heart was no less than Hu Bugui's. The green city wall was right in front of him, and as he gazed at the tightly shut city gate, his heart involuntarily tightened.
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