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The sudden heavy rain interrupted the Dangxiang people's attack. The so-called "one-stop spirit will decline again, and the third one will be exhausted. Even if Li Jifeng was the future lord of Xiazhou, after the heavy rain, he could not order the Iron Harrier, who had been wet in the rain for half an hour, and the tribal cavalry, who had to fight again, could only set up camps and rest for a night and fight again at dawn.

"Good job." Xiao Jiu patted Lu Zhongjie who was leaning on the wheel to rest. He grinned in pain. Just as he was about to complain, Xiao Jiu turned around and took pictures of another soldier. The taciturn Captain Xiao, in order to inspire morale, today's words may be more than the sum of a year.

A bunch of bonfires were lit in the middle of the car formation. The soldiers baked the military robes soaked by the rain during the day, and some of them were even stripped naked. Xiao Jiu frowned and cursed, "What should I do if the Dangxiang people attacked at night to see your turtle son?" The soldiers burst into laughter, and the fatigue of fighting all day long, and the excitement of escaping from death seemed to melt the boundaries of the army. The one who was naked and burned the fire actually laughed, "Even this big gun with him can kill two." Xiao Jiu didn't think it was offensive and cursed, "Be careful that the birds were cut off by others." He no longer paid attention to these lawless soldiers.

Lu Zhongjie leaned beside the side carriage, looking up at the twinkling starry sky. When he was young, he often followed his father to spend his days on the warship. At night, everything was silent. The child was rogue and often bored to watch the stars. The starry sky in the north was slightly different from the Jiangnan, but the general position of each star palace remains unchanged. The star palace in the sky symbolizes the order of the mortal world. Ziweiyuan is the imperial palace in the sky, and Taiweiyuan is the court.

The Tianshiyuan is a huge street market in the sky. Further out, the Canglong is curled up on the left, the White Tiger is fiercely apart from the right, the Vermillion Bird is winged in front, and the Spiritual Turtle is ringing behind. The Twenty-Eight Constellations are symbols of the princes of the Nine Provinces. The Seven Constellations of the Canglong in the East represent Yanzhou, Yuzhou, Youzhou, and the Seven Constellations of the Northern Xuanwu represent Yangzhou, Qingzhou, Bingzhou, and the Seven Constellations of the Western White Tiger represent Xuzhou, Jizhou, Yizhou, and the Seven Constellations of the Southern Vermillion Bird represent Yongzhou, Sanhe, and Jingzhou.

It is said that watching the flashing of the constellations can tell the general trend of the world. Lu Zhongjie was extremely fascinated by this when he was a young man. He once searched everywhere for experts who could teach star-watching books, but he really could not understand the mystery. He recognized the star palace in the sky clearly. When Jiangnan fell, the stars in the sky and earth were still shining as usual, and there was no sign of darkness as they should have. Lu Zhongjie was extremely disappointed with star-watching techniques. In this year, Emperor Taizong of the Song Dynasty, Zhao Guangyi, issued an edict to re-confirm that astronomy, books such as Bu Xiang were banned, and private practitioners were killed. The overall understanding of the starry sky has been at the level of heaven and man's response until it was awakened by Western civilization.

Lu Zhongjie, who was looking at the stars boredly, fell asleep in a daze until the charge of the Dangxiang cavalry woke him up the next day.

Lying on the carriage and looking out, Lu Zhongjie almost laughed. Dangxiang Iron Harrier's war horse wearing heavy armor could not pull out his legs on the muddy grass, and his slow speed was simply a living target. "Are these people crazy? Or is my eyes blurry?" Lu Zhongjie thought of the first time, he looked around and the soldiers of Lingbo Camp stared at the enemy's cavalry struggling in the mud.

"Everyone is on guard and install a crossbow." Lu Zhongjie ordered. Although he felt that the enemy's actions were a bit strange, he still did not dare to neglect. Seeing that the enemy's cavalry had reached one hundred and fifty steps, he ordered: "Shoot the arrow!"

Hundreds of crossbow arrows flew out and immediately shot down a group of enemy cavalry. The fallen iron kite crawled out of the mud and water in a mess, pulled out the scimitar and attacked with difficulty. Behind them, a brigade of state soldiers without thin armor. The undetached iron kite seemed to have not seen the tragic situation of his companion, and still fought desperately to move forward.

Seeing the enemy falling to the ground firmly, Lu Zhongjie felt relieved and curled his lips contemptuously, "You want to die, the old man didn't stop him, and said in a deep voice: "Show the arrow!" Hundreds of crossbow arrows flew out. This time the enemy cavalry was closer, and experienced crossbowmen began to greet the cavalry directly. The crossbow arrows penetrated the heavy armor at such a close distance, and the iron kite suddenly turned into a dead kite.

The head man sleeping in Ni'an'an also rushes up with other iron kites, but his helmet is in the style of the Western Regions, and most of his face is covered by the mask. Who can't see through him is actually frowning, and he scolds Li Jifeng, the ignorant wolf cub.

At this time, Dangxiang Qiang was a loose alliance of various tribes. The tribal warriors were scattered for the people and warriors. The most shameful battle was that this kind of tug-of-war was the one that failed to take down the Han chariot formation yesterday, and he was a little depressed. When he woke up in the morning, he saw that all the grass nests had turned into mud, and the nests were blown up and said noisy that this battle could not be fought. It seems that Changshengtian does not want the Dangxiang Qiang people to use their swords today. Dangxiang Qiang people should go back and herd cattle and sheep.

The tribe leaders did not know how powerful they were. They failed to suppress these lazy bones that were full of complaining in time. When they reached Li Jifeng's ears, the future owner of Xiazhou was immediately furious. He first suspected that Li Kexian and Li Keshun had contacted some of the leaders and deliberately challenged his authority, so he could not get out of Taiwan. So he immediately summoned all the leaders, starting from Sigong, the ancestor of Tuoba family, to lead the Dangxiang people to build this foundation, and until the previous generation of Dingnan Jiedushi Li Guangrui was in response to the jinping of the land.

The mercy of Zezhong tribes drew out a knife and asked who was present to be so heartless. He forgot that the Tuoba family had been very kind to Dangxiang Qiang in all dynasties, and actually refused to obey the orders and incited the mutiny of the army. Li Kexian and Li Keshun were not sure why, so they watched coldly. After the tribes were criticized, they all bowed their heads to obey the orders. Li Jifeng was afraid that the night was long and dreamed, so he urged the iron-harrier nobles of various tribes to lead the team to charge. With their own number advantage, they overcame the mud and conquer the Lanzhou military vehicle formation in one fell swoop.

"See if people are tired of carrying the load, take the load step by step. Do you want to come up and try it?" Shu Ni'an muttered dissatisfiedly, be careful not to step into the mud pit. The ground is full of mud ponds, and the speed of the cavalry and infantry is not much different. If it weren't for the fear of losing the demeanor of the head, Shu Ni'an would not be willing to bow his back and be the living target immediately. If you were not careful, a geese-feathered arrow hit the face with the strong wind. Shu Ni'an was alert and could not hide.

With a sound, a big gun came over and knocked the arrow away. He looked up and saw that it was Ma Jing, a descendant of the Han people in the tribe. He glanced coldly at him, as if he was still blaming the old man for not even taking good care of himself. Sleeping Ni'an avoided his knife-like eyes with some guilt, and felt a little angry. Little puppy, you said I don't know your calculations, and this little favor made me fool the pearl in my palm of Sleeping Ni'an. Ina is going to Xiazhou to be a wife.

Ma Jing followed Shunienan, feeling a little angry. The old man didn't know what evil he had. He was still rushing forward at the age of age. Didn't he see so many powerful men fall down in this steadily and accurate rain of arrows? Walking dozens of steps forward, I guess he couldn't save his life. How could he explain to Ina when he went back? He looked up at the car formation in Lanzhou. A big flag was almost cut in half by yesterday's fight. Half of the flag pole was tied to the spear with a cloth strip. The seal script word "Han" was written on the flag.

"The Ma family is the descendant of General Fubo of the Han Dynasty. Jing'er, you must remember your ancestors." The father's instructions when he died seemed to ring in his ears. Ma Jing couldn't help but tremble in his heart. In a daze, suddenly, the crossbows in front shot like locusts, shooting the dozen warriors who were rushing in front, and they fell to the ground like hornets. When the Qiang soldiers around him saw this posture, their courage could no longer hold on and they scattered it. They only regretted that their parents had less legs and retreated like a tide. The speed of retreating was even faster than when they charged. Ma Jing also protected the sleeping Ni'an and retreated, looking back at the mighty Han flag, feeling anxious.

"Sir, it's not convenient to fight. It's better to wait until the scorching sun drys the grassland before attacking." Li Jifeng's confidant Pochao looked at the Qiang soldiers who were in a mess and retreated. He was the eldest son of the leader of the Datong clan Pochao tribe. He had been acquainted with Li Jifeng since childhood, so he dared to speak out at this time.

"Pu Chao, have you seen the wolf smoke ignited by the enemy?" Li Jifeng pointed at the wolf smoke emitting from the Lanzhou military vehicle formation with a gloomy expression. The grassland sky after the rain was clear and transparent, and the straight black smoke rushed straight into the sky. Even if it was dozens of miles away, it could be seen clearly.

"The enemy set off wolf smoke, which means there must be reinforcements around. If we don't attack this chariot formation quickly, the reinforcements from Lanzhou will come before the grassland has dried up." Li Jifeng was filled with frustration and frustration. He remembered the punishment of the Lanzhou cavalry to the grassland tribe not long ago, and the desperate people.

The Lanzhou cavalry, who was worried about by Li Jifeng, also struggled to advance in the mud. The carriage carrying food and grass was occasionally trapped in the water puddles, and it required several horses to pull them out, which greatly affected the speed of the march. Chen De frowned and looked at it. The horse pulled the man up and picked up a big cart, which took half an incense stick.

"Drop all the big trucks, and give them the weeds and supplies. Those who can get away with camels will be given to the soldiers. Those who can't get away with camels will be thrown in the truck." Chen De ordered.

"Yes," the captains of the battalions, who had been tortured by the carts, had already been torn to pieces and their nerves were about to collapse, and no one regretted the discarded carts and baggage. Only Yu Furengui asked softly: "General, our army's war horses are no more than those of the tribes. If the essence is insufficient, less than half of the war horses can go back alive."

"I know that if I can join Xiao Jiu and the others and use the food and grass carried by the baggage battalion to support all the troops, at most I can go back and transport a batch of food and grass to the tribe of the cavalry battalion." Chen De watched the soldiers try their best to share the food and grass on the baggage cart like an ants, and all the soldiers chose to take as much essence and water as needed for the war horses.

"If Xiao Jiu's troops cannot meet in time, what is the number of thousands of horses compared to the lives of the two thousand soldiers in Lanzhou?" Chen De added coldly. The army abandoned the baggage. Anyway, it was difficult to ride a horse in the mud. The soldiers all led the horses and marched forward with their horses, and everyone kept heading west.

Yuan Ji: Happy New Year’s Eve everyone, both chapters of today’s update are posted.

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