Chapter 171: Going deep into the tiger's den

Faced with death, Yan Xing retreated. He reluctantly retreated and stabbed Ma Chao's broken spear, and rode over the big knife that Ma Dai cut. When he changed his weapons, Ma Chao had already received the protection of his troops and ran out of the encirclement to retreat to Beiyuan City.

Yan Xing wanted to chase him, but was forced to retreat by the arrows shot like a forest on the city.

"Master, let's take advantage of you this time!" Yan Xing threw down a harsh words and led his troops back to the camp.

Ma Chao is still fighting with a trapped beast. As long as he is still in the city, Yan Xing is not afraid of him being able to fly out of his hand. As a result, Ma Chao means that among the younger generation in Xiliang, no one can compete with him.

In the city, Ma Chao, who was plotted by Yan Xing, covered the injured left flank, and was supported by the left and right soldiers, and got off the horse with difficulty. Several clever and clever hurriedly carried over a wooden bed carrying the wounded.

"What do you do? This injury will not kill anyone!" Ma Chao glared. Regardless of whether Yan Xing's methods are bright or not, making Yan Xing hurt can be considered a shame for Ma Chao, who has always been conceited.

After a moment, Ma Chao took a breath and asked, "Jinzhi, what do you say about Dad?"

Ma Dai lowered his head sadly and did not dare to look Ma Chao's eyes. He murmured: "Big Dad asked us to continue to hold on for half a month. He said that reinforcements cannot be dispatched to reinforce now!"

Ma Chao hit his chest, and a mouthful of blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth. He shouted with grief and anger: "Yan Xing has more than 10,000 troops, and there are less than 700 guards in my city. How can I hold on to this battle? If the North is lost, Jicheng will not be able to save this truth. Haven't you told my dad about this?"

Ma Dai sighed and said, "Dad said that Han Sui's main force in Jincheng has detoured to Pingxiang area, and the situation in the north is also very tight. Now Pang De is leading his troops to block Shangqi and cannot save us!"

Ma Chao was extremely angry and shouted angrily: "Didn't he know how many troops Han Sui has? Yan Xing's soldiers outside Beiyuan City are more than 10,000. Apart from the soldiers guarding the Jincheng's nest, how many troops can Han Sui send?"

"Bather said that Han Sui and Shicheng Cheng Yin, Zhuang Lang and Zhang Heng reached an alliance. The three families joined forces to deal with our family, and the troops in the north exceeded 30,000."

"Fuck, what kind of character is Han Sui? The example of Bian Zhang being killed by him is right in front of it. Cheng Yin, no matter how stupid Zhang Heng is, he will not join forces with him. Can't this dad still see that Cheng Yin is just a lie? "Ma Chao asked loudly.

There are always more than a dozen separatist forces in the Xiliang area, including Han Sui and Ma Teng. The other two are the most powerful. Cheng Yin, Zhang Heng, Yang Qiu, Li Kan and others each occupy two or three cities or one county. For them, relying on the strong side is a natural choice. This is an action they have to perform to avoid being attacked.

"Brother, Yan Xing is clearly trying to die, what should we do?" Ma Dai asked. His beard had just celebrated his 20th birthday, and his young chin had just grown up, and his young chin had a dark line. Beiyuan has now become an isolated city with no reinforcements outside and no food inside. Ma Dai could imagine that in the near future, those guards who had already expected would most likely collapse when they learned that reinforcements were hopeless.

Ma Chao's face turned pale due to excessive blood loss, which made him feel more fearless than usual. He stood up with difficulty, stood up straight, and then pointed to a broken wall in front of him and said, "Jinzhi, do you still remember what his ancestor Fu Bogong once said? A man should die in the border field, wrap his body in horse leather and be buried in his ears. How can he be in bed and in the hands of his children? Since you and I are the sons of the Ma family, I always remember this lesson and dare not forget each other."

Fubo Duke was Ma Yuan, a famous general in Jianwu. When he said this, it was the Xiongnu and Wuhuan frequently plagued the northern border of Hanting. At that time, Ma Yuan stood at the age of 30 and felt that he could not be as good as the Wei. Huo Dujun was in the north of Mobei. The following autumn, Ma Yuan volunteered to Emperor Guangwu Liu Xiu to lead three thousand cavalry out of Gaoliu, patrolling Yanmen, Dai County, and Shanggu barriers. Wuhuan retreated after detecting the movements of the Han army.

Fifty miles away from the Northland.

The sunset in the mountainous mountains, accompanied by the chill of late autumn, comes to face it.

On the road leading to Beiyuan City from Liyang, Wudu County, a small caravan composed of three hundred strong men was marching on the road. Although they did not hold weapons in their hands, their luggage was bulging.

First, two tall horses, one white and one red, walked side by side. The white horse was called "Taxue", as if it was called "Taxue", there was no trace of variegated color on its body. The red horse was called "Roge", and as red as the sunset glow under the setting sun.

Riding on these two horses was a young man and woman, with a beautiful and charming man and a cute woman. Their clothes were dressed in a grandfather's young lady. In the saddle of the white horse, a silver gun lay quietly there, silently, as if they knew that the master would use it again one day.

"Brother Yun, the mountain in front is Longshan. We can reach Beiyuan City by climbing over here. I don't know how my father and elder brother are now!" The woman frowned and held the horse whip, and raised it gently.

"Don't worry, the merchants we met along the way just said that the war in Liangzhou was in a tight situation. As long as the war was still fighting, it means that nothing happened for the time being!" The young man smiled and comforted.

The mountains of Longshan are majestic, with golden autumn leaves all over the mountains, towering mountains, sunsets in the sky, rustling fallen leaves, and business trips traveling far away. All of this is like a long scroll describing the hard journey outside the border, revealing a touch of stern and unreliable coolness, with a touch of sad and inexplicable impulse.

This group of merchants traveling were Zhao Yun, Ma Yunlu and Du Ji who pretended to be vendors entering Longyou.

While the horse's hooves were enough, Zhao Yun grabbed the silver spear hanging on the saddle. The closer he brows were to Liangzhou, the more wrinkled. According to various circumstances, the resistance of the Ma family in Tianshui County was quite difficult, especially the battle situation in Beiyuan City had reached an extremely dangerous situation. As expected, no reinforcements appeared again, and Ma Chao would die within three days.

"Everyone takes out the weapons, and the battle area is ahead!" Zhao Yun ordered softly.

The thousands of miles of mountains may be a kind of vigilance developed during long-term wandering. Compared with Yan Xing's more than 10,000 infantry and cavalry, although his three hundred soldiers are not inferior to others, they will suffer a big loss after all, but the number of people is small.

"If the steepness of Longshan is worthy of its reputation, it was the first stop next to Wutun, Han Dynasty!" Behind Zhao Ma and the others, a middle-aged scholar observed the direction of the surrounding mountains and sighed.

Longshan is the birthplace of the Wei River tributary. Its mountain is like a natural barrier, dividing Tianshui County into two. Embedded on this barrier are dazzling pearls such as Beiyuan and Jicheng. The towns in the northwest are generally built on major transportation roads. At the beginning, it is mostly based on military purposes. After more troops are stationed, some people will be moved from the mainland, and over time it becomes a city.

"Du Shenjun is knowledgeable and knowledgeable. He told all the historical allusions along the way, which really benefited us vulgar people!" Zhao Yun sighed when he heard Du Ji's sigh and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Along the way, Du Ji's literary temperament was undoubtedly revealed. He recited poems and essays and lamented ink, which was a different kind of emotion. He went to Hanzhong and then went out of Sanguan to Liangzhou. The road was mostly rugged mountain roads. Although it was difficult, the scenery was beautiful. However, Du Ji's explanations were based on classics and Ma Yunlu's delicate and cuteness. The more than 300 men in the Qifengying were not alone.

"General, look ahead--!" A soldier in the lead screamed.

Zhao Yun and Du Ji looked in the direction they were guiding, but they saw dozens of Western Liang cavalry with Qiang Yu on their heads galloping towards this side along the gap in Longshan.

"Hide Miss Ma!" Zhao Yun's face changed and he ordered. A young and beautiful woman like Ma Yunlu was caught in this group of merchants. It was too conspicuous and would inevitably arouse the alertness of the Xiliang soldiers.

Ma Yunlu was stunned, then understood what Zhao Yun meant. She struggled and said, "Is it Han Sui's cavalry? I'm not afraid-!"

Zhao Yun held the reins of Yanjing's horse and ordered: "We are fast in the military and horses of Xiliang. We must tempt them to get closer so that we can wipe out the enemy soldiers in one fell swoop, so you can hide behind first."

Ma Yunlu lowered her head, kicked the horse's belly lightly, pulled the horse back into the queue, and under Zhao Yun's confident gaze, she surrendered.

"Who are you?" Sima, a Xiliang army patrol patrol, looked here with a vigilant look and shouted.

Du Ji slowly stepped out of the line and replied in a Jingzhao voice: "Brother, we are silk merchants from Jingxiang, and we have just come from Hanzhong."

After saying that, Du Ji tried to open the boxes in front of him and signaled the silk to Xiliang soldiers. At the same time, he took out a delicately crafted jade Ruyi from his sleeve and handed it to Sima.

"Don't you know that there are wars in this area? Where did this horse come from--." The patrol Sima took Ruyi and held it in his hand for a while. When he saw that it was a treasure, he calmed down. He looked up and suddenly saw that Zhao Yun's white horse was riding was quite majestic, and he suddenly felt like he was robbing him.

Du Ji smiled and said, "It has been several months since we went out, and no one expected that Longyou will be uneasy." Just as Du Ji was speaking, the other soldiers of the Qifeng Camp also pretended to bribe the Xiliang cavalry. Just as Sima focused all his attention on the snow-treading horse, a large net for catching snakes had been successfully opened.

"Kill!" Zhao Yun shouted loudly, and he jumped up like a silver spear, provoking Sima, the greedy Xunun who was sent to death.

"Kill, kill—!" Accompanied by a series of shouts, the greedy Xiliang cavalry became the souls of the soldiers of the Qifeng Camp, and the heads of more than ten cavalry and whistlemen were then confiscated.

In order to understand the enemy situation, the last patrolman survived by chance. From his mouth, Zhao Yun learned about the defense situation of Yan Xingying outside Beiyuan City.

"General Zhao, this Longshan is not far from Beiyuan. If we go further, it is very likely to encounter the main force of Han Sui's army. It is better to do this. Let's wait a moment and first use the favorable terrain of Longshan to carry out an external ambush to try to cut off the food and grass supply line of Han Sui's army, so that the Beiyuan siege can be lifted!" Du Ji said.

Zhao Yun smiled bitterly and shook his head and said, "This method is good, but I'm afraid the defenders in Beiyuan City will not be able to support that long time. If we cannot win by surprise to save Ma Chao's army in the city, this trip to Liangzhou will be in vain!" Once Beiyuan loses, Han Sui's army can drive straight into Jicheng, the capital of Tianshui County. How could Ma Teng's army, whose army is in turmoil, turn over?

"It's a pity that we only have 300 people, not 300 people!" Du Ji sighed.

Zhao Yun put his eyes on the body of Sima on the ground, and suddenly his eyes lit up and said loudly: "Yun yesterday heard the military officer talk about the history of the Han Dynasty. When the Marquis of Dingyuan Ban Chao was sent to the army, he went to the Western Regions to lead thirty-six envoys to Shanshan and killed more than a hundred envoys of the Xiongnu, forcing King Shanshan to return to the Han Dynasty. It was a wind that broke out at night. Chao once said boldly: If you don't enter the tiger's den, how can you get a tiger's son? Now I want to follow Banhou's plan and join the army, I think it's okay to join the army!"

"Is the general going to pretend to be a patrolman in Xiliang and sneak into the enemy camp? But most of us don't know Qiang language, and if we are questioned, it will be revealed!" Du Ji was shocked by Zhao Yun's bold idea. He was meticulous in nature and carefully explored the possible loopholes in this plan.

Zhao Yun smiled slightly and said firmly: "With Miss Ma here, it's in the dark again, I think you can give it a try!"

Du Ji nodded and said, "Okay, the general has such ambition. I should help him. If he successfully assassinated Yan Xing, the general can ignite the curtain as a call. I will lead the other soldiers to set fire and call him, falsely claiming that Ma Teng's reinforcements will arrive. In this way, the enemy will be in chaos. The defenders in the city will also fight out when they see this. In this way, the enemy's siege can be resolved by attacking three sides!"

Zhao Yun was overjoyed and said, "Sir Xu did not read it wrongly. This analysis is really the finishing touch. I should follow my plan."

At night, at the hour of Hai, dark clouds cover all the morning stars in the sky.

In Yan Xingzhong’s army tent.

Yan Xing, who had already finished supper, fell asleep with satisfaction. In his opinion, Ma Chao in Beiyuan City must be so hungry that he was dizzy at this time. He probably didn't even have the strength to pick up the weapons. According to the current situation, he could only wait a few more days to fulfill his wish.

Although the Western Liang army was fierce and brave in combat, the military discipline was very poor. Since many soldiers had mixed bloodlines of Qiang and Han, the orders in the army used the length of Qiang flute syllables to signal advance and retreat. At this point, Han Sui army and Ma Teng army, which were of the same origin, were similar. Under the leadership of Ma Yunlu and the prisoner, Zhao Yun and more than ten people were wearing Western Liang soldiers' clothes and easily entered the Yan Zhan barracks.
Chapter completed!