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- Chapter 121 Dramatic Change 9
At noon, the sky suddenly became gloomy.
The wind has also become stronger. The north wind is howling and mixed with some hailstones, which hurt people's faces.
Will it still snow in the first month of the year?
The soldiers on Qingfeng Village, shivering in the cold wind, were patrolling and standing guard. At this juncture, these men, who were mostly civilians three months ago, seemed to realize that something was about to happen around this small mountain. What a big deal.
Ding Tou'er, like many ordinary people, has no official name. There is no one who can read within eight generations of his ancestors. Country people don't have to worry so much. They can be fed like cats and dogs since childhood.
He has the nickname "Ding Pockmark" because he had a strange illness when he was a child, which left a lot of pockmarks on his face after he recovered. When he was young, the villagers were used to calling him this, and Ding Tou'er had always been taboo about it. When he grew up, although no one dared to call him that in person anymore, there were still people who called him that behind his back.
Once he became a soldier and entered the camp and received military rations, the scribes in the army thought that he had no name, so they casually wrote the three words "Ding Dalang" in the military book, which became Ding Touer's official title. Among the sergeants under Zhe Laolinggong, there were not only eight hundred but also three hundred named Zhang Dalang, Li Dalang, and Chen Dalang.
Ding Dazi Ding Dalang is a somewhat ruthless and courageous man, as well as a bit cunning and scheming. When he saw a group of black pheasant tribe cavalry appearing on the plain to the north of the mountain, he first thought of how to do it beautifully. Escape.
Fighting head-on will only lead to death, and escaping without fighting will not be able to escape the punishment of military law in the future. Zhe Laolinggong's military law is not just a decoration. Many people have learned it, and he has also seen it with his own eyes when he lost his life due to violating military law. Not to mention the Marquis of Beihai who kills dignitary governors like chickens while talking and laughing, unless you want to live in exile and become a horse bandit.
Lao Hei has been sent by him to report the news a long time ago. He has been riding for two hours. If everything goes well, he should have contacted the army in the rear. As for whether Lao Hei could call in reinforcements soon, Ding Dalang didn't know. He couldn't control the affairs of the leaders, but he did what he should do as the lowest-ranking officer in the Zhou Dynasty.
Not only that, when he confirmed that the Pheasant tribe's troops were really coming towards Qingfeng Village, he lit the smoke immediately.
"Even if Zhe Linggong or Beihaihou is here to serve as the commander of the team, when he only has eighteen large soldiers, he can only escape, right?"
Ding Dalang, who has always thought about getting promoted and making a fortune, comforted himself like this.
But to run away in despair like this, Ding Dalang felt that it was too humiliating and disrespectful to his "great" aspirations.
He decided to do something.
¡°Brothers, the weather is nice today, do you dare to do something extraordinary with me?¡± Ding Dalang turned around and asked his subordinates.
Although the top soldiers under his command were also very daring, their faces turned pale when they heard Dalang ask:
"Ding Tou'er, what do you mean by 'out of bounds'?"
"Come down with me and use the heads of the Pheasant Tribe's vanguard warriors as chamber pots?" Ding Dalang said.
"Ding Tou'er, you are really crazy!" the subordinates said in unison.
"Wealth is sought in danger. We originally killed a few enemy scouts. If the enemy didn't attack in large numbers, we would have gained some credit. But now that the enemy is attacking in large numbers, we just abandoned Qingfeng Stronghold, and the credit has been lost." It's a discount. Besides, if Lao Hei is intercepted by the enemy and fails to report the news, if the superior officer pursues him, we can't tell, and I'm afraid he will suffer. However, if we can kill a few more, and then leave, Maybe it's different. Who dares to say that we fled without fighting? This merit is even greater. Don't worry, everyone, if you listen to my command, stop when I see it, and never be reluctant to fight, I guarantee that you will be safe. Forgive me. Even the pheasants can¡¯t hurt you even a hair.¡±
Ding Dalang patted his chest, half threatening and half tempting.
The subordinates all came from poor backgrounds and came naked to serve as soldiers. They did not do it to kill the enemy and serve the country. They wanted to get promoted and make a fortune, and at the same time protect the villagers who were often bullied by the Tibetan people. Seeing that Ding Touer was full of confidence, they hesitated for a while. One nodded and said:
"As long as you don't fight forcefully, please give me orders from Boss Ding!"
"Okay! Since the brothers think highly of me, I will give the order." Dalang looked happy when he saw his subordinates agreeing.
At that moment, Ding Dalang expressed his thoughts. When the subordinates saw that Ding Dalang's arrangements were very organized, their confidence increased a lot. They all promised to obey the command and never act rashly, let alone deserters.
The forward twenty cavalrymen of the Pheasant tribe quickly came over and killed them, while the large group of people behind them were hanging at the mountain pass a thousand steps away. The leader of the Pheasant tribe did not want to be ambushed.
Kill the person in front of youThe village is the food transportation road for the imperial army. Twenty miles further forward is a reserve granary, which supplies the needs of the imperial army. As long as the granary is robbed or burned, the official army will inevitably suffer heavy losses, and they can only Retreat and beg for peace.
There were only about twenty people stationed in the village in front of him. Taking advantage of his familiarity with the terrain, Li Qimi came here from the trail and attacked Qingfeng Village unexpectedly. He was impressed by his attack plan, as if he had seen the defeat of the army in advance. scene.
The vanguard of twenty men carefully turned around the narrow mountain pass, and suddenly found three horses galloping in front of them, led by Ding Dalang. The Pheasant Tribe warriors did not expect that an official army would dare to attack the small fortress. Before they could take any precautions, Ding Dalang and his two other companions had already shot three arrows first.
The first three pheasant warriors fell off their horses, and Ding Dalang turned his horse and fled. The remaining Tibetan people were completely angered. This was really a shame and humiliation. They yelled angrily and followed behind.
Ding Dalang turned around and fired an arrow as he ran away. He thought that in his panic, the arrow was not good enough, and he was about to be overtaken. He stabbed the horse's butt with the arrow, causing the horse to rush forward in pain.
At this moment, the subordinates who were ambushing on the hill on the right suddenly appeared, shouting together, and pushing stones down the mountain.
Boom, boom, boom!
The pursuing Pheasant tribesmen turned around and looked around, and were immediately stunned. The rocks on the mountain were rushing against each other. The rocks took advantage of the mountain's strength and pressed down on the path below. The Pheasant tribesmen were unable to dodge, and were either knocked off the cliff, or their horses were frightened and fell down.
In the blink of an eye, the twenty forwards of the Pheasant Tribe became dead souls.
This incident shocked Li Qimi, who was watching from a distance outside the mountain pass. He was suspicious by nature, wondering whether the army had set a trap here, waiting for him to jump into it. Otherwise, with a team of more than twenty people How dare the officers and soldiers of the army stroke his tiger beard like this?
After all, Li Qimi has a high vision but a low hand. He has too little experience in handling troops alone. At this time, he has fallen from being extremely confident to extremely unconfident.
Because of this hesitation, Li Qi buried a full half an hour outside the mountain pass and stopped moving forward.
Half an hour later, Li Qimi tried to send people forward in small groups. It was not until the entire army of 1,000 men and horses passed 500 that he boldly passed through the narrow passage in front.
Qingfeng Village was deserted, and Ding Dalang escaped. The smoke burned for at least half an hour.
Li Qimi, who had been fooled once, felt ashamed. He used a loud order to hide it in front of the most elite warriors in the clan:
"The main road is right in front of you. Follow the main road and fight forward. If you see two-legged or four-legged people, don't ask any questions. Kill them all. Find the granary of the army and burn them. Let the officer Army, look at how powerful we are!"
After passing Qingfeng Village, the road became wider. Some sections were originally official roads, and the wide areas could even allow ten horses to run abreast. The most elite warriors of the Pheasant Clan had been suppressed for a long time, and when they saw the road, they howled forward. sprint.
Ding Dalang and his men did not run far because they had to notify all the strong men carrying grain and grass they encountered on the road to escape, which inevitably delayed a lot of time. This delay allowed Li Qimi to catch up.
Seeing the figures of Ding Dalang and others in front, they were extremely jealous of enemies. The pheasant tribe soldiers rushed over immediately, and those Minzhuang without mounts became ghosts under the sword and suffered unreasonable disasters.
"Brothers, fight and retreat! Kill one and save your capital. Kill one more and make a profit!" Ding Dalang shouted, looking back at the moon and drawing his bow to shoot furiously.
Where the arrow was flying, a Pheasant warrior who was chasing at the front could not dodge and fell on his back. Seeing this, the rest of the Pheasant warriors retreated slightly, and only then did the Minzhuang have a chance to escape.
Seeing that Ding Dalang and others were about to leave again, which was completely teasing them, the Pheasant Tribe warriors roared with humiliation and rushed to catch up.
Ding Dalang and others had to rely on their superb archery skills to fight and retreat. Between attacking and retreating, several of his subordinates were unfortunately hit by arrows and fell to the ground.
"I hope the army will be prepared at the front and wait for our bloody hatred!" Ding Dalang thought to himself, putting aside the pain of his men dying in battle.
The terrain south of Hengshan and north of the Wei River is mainly high soil and plateau, with towering hills and deep ravines everywhere. Although we are facing each other, we have to detour seven or eight miles because of the deep ravines. Because there is not much open space, this terrain is not suitable for large-scale cavalry duels. Whenever you march in a ditch, you must be prepared to be cut off from the front and back, and you will be caught in a jar.
Ahead is another deep ditch and high mounds of earth.
The escape process of Ding Dalang and others did not seem to be suspicious at all. They ran for their lives like frightened birds. At this moment, they just want to survive.
"Brother"??Work harder and cross the mountain pass ahead, which is Shengtian! "Ding Dalang turned around and fired another arrow.
The mountain pass is getting closer and closer, and the pursuers behind are getting closer and closer.
Just as he was about to rush out, his mount suddenly sank, and Ding Dalang realized something was wrong. Fortunately, Ding Dalang pressed the front bridge of the saddle with his left hand and threw off the right pedal. At the moment when the horse was about to lose its footing and fall, he jumped off quickly and took advantage of his momentum to gallop forward. The remaining ten subordinates ran ahead and did not notice that Ding Dalang behind him had lost his mount.
¡°Ding Mazi, run quickly!¡±
Ding Dalang thought that he had lived to the end. He even smelled the cold wind bringing the smell of the chasing troops and horses behind him.
¡°Lao Hei, this is Lao Hei¡¯s voice.
Didn¡¯t he report the news? Why here. As Ding Dalang ran, he looked toward the sound. The mountain pass in front suddenly turned into a forest of spears, with spears mounted on chariots blocking his face.
Lao Hei stood on the car and shouted with all his strength!
Ding Dalang didn¡¯t know how he walked through the forest of guns. He just felt that a big man picked him up with a gun, and then he was thrown away by the big man.
The pupils of the Pheasant Tribe warriors tightened, and the gunfire blocked their path.
Suddenly, a battle flag protruded from the mountain on one side, and figures of officers and soldiers appeared one after another. The big flag with the word "Zhe" and the big flag with the word "Han" surrounding the word "Zhou" are flying high on the mountains.
Immediately afterwards, rain-like arrows roared down with a whistling sound.
The Pheasant Clan warrior fell in a pool of blood.
"Young master, we were ambushed!" the Pheasant Tribe soldier cried and reported.
Li Qimi was shocked and immediately ordered his men to turn around and retreat.
However, after retreating, the subordinates had already lost their fighting spirit. They advanced and retreated at the wrong time and pushed each other. Many people fell into the deep stream with their horses. In an instant, no less than 300 people were killed. If the remaining people stood still, they would become living targets, and they would have no choice but to rush back in a swarm.
This was a well-planned ambush. When Li Qimi decided to raid Qingfeng Village, the end was destined to come. Even Ding Dalang didn't know that he was originally a bait. Who said they were just a group of insignificant people?
So out of some sense of guilt, Ruan and Han Yi rewarded Ding Dalang and his men heavily after the war. Of course, this is a story later.
There was no way out, Zhe Congruan personally led his soldiers to block the retreat with carts.
The Pheasant warriors counterattacked in vain. They could not even get close to the large vehicle blocking the front. One side is a bottomless ditch, and the other side is an unreachable mountain. Li Chuyun led the army's sharpshooters to shoot arrows from a high place to harvest lives, while Zhe Deming ordered his men to push down large rocks and giant trees from high places. down, knocking the Pheasant Clan warrior into the abyss.
The ground was full of mutilated limbs and blood-red soil, the deep ditches were filled with human and animal corpses, and a fishy smell filled the air.
Li Qimi watched sadly as his clansmen fell. This was a battle in which he couldn't even use any energy. At the moment of death, he felt extremely regretful, as if he saw Noah's contemptuous face.
"Ding Tou'er, we won!" Lao Hei pushed Ding Dalang, who was still frightened.
"Yes, we won!" Ding Dalang looked at the big man who threw him directly across the spear formation. The big man seemed to be a Tibetan, and he was Bai Ruhu:
"The commander of a certain Tuhun camp is Bai Ruhu! Brother, this is amazing!"
"Thank you so much, Commander Bai, for saving me!" Ding Dalang hugged him and thanked him.
"Brother, have you met someone else? If it weren't for your wit and bravery, how could the Pheasant tribe have fallen into our ambush? You have worked hard this time. Your Majesty and the Marquis of Han will have their own rewards. You can just wait to be promoted and make a fortune!" Bai Ruhu took the photo. Patting him on the shoulder, he went to order his men to clean up the battlefield.
Ding Dalang thought to himself, aren't his team of brothers just twenty living baits? Although I feel unhappy in my heart, as I said not long ago, wealth can be found in danger!
On the other side, Han Yi and Zhe met Ruan.
"In this battle, most of the Pheasant Tribe's elite died here. Is the Pheasant Tribe probably injured?" Zhe Congruan smiled happily.
"Your Majesty has another good news. According to the surviving prisoners, Li Wanquan's only son is also there, and Han has ordered people to find his body." Han Yi was also very happy.
¡°Haha!¡± Zhe Congruan laughed.
Hearing about the great victory of the government and the army, the Tibetan soldiers who were invited to help in the battle were surprised and happy. Chiefs Tuoba Xiong, Zhong Luo and other chiefs declined Han Yi's invitation to celebrate the victory, and rushed to attack the core territory of the Pheasant Clan from all directions. In their eyes, population, cattle, sheep, gold and silver are all wealth, and they can be divided among them. The Pheasant tribe suffered a devastating disaster, and even the neighboring countries that were closely related to the Pheasant tribeThis tribe was also attacked by Tuoba Xiong and other Tibetan soldiers.
Amid the bloody storm, the Pheasants tribe dispersed, and those stubborn resisters hiding in secret places in the mountains were driven out by a fire that burned for three days.
"Noah, you are right!"
Li Wanquan¡¯s blood was almost drained. The officers and soldiers may have cherished their own lives, but the chiefs of various tribes who were incited by the government were like flies that smelled blood and fought with him desperately.
"I am old and fatuous, and I should not be able to see clearly the pressing situation in Hengshan. I thought that our Pheasant tribe would never have to worry about the government. I should pass on the position to you as soon as possible and let you command the tribe!" Li Wanquan was lying on the ground. , said word by word, every word seemed to drain out the little blood remaining on his body.
Noah had a sad expression on his face. He had watched numbly as the tribesmen fell one after another before his eyes, and watched the women of the tribe crying and cursing as the enemies chased them.
"Father, it is useless to say this now. Please sit on my horse and lead us north over Hengshan. I believe that our Pheasant Clan will be even stronger in the future!"
Noah said.
"No!" Li Wanquan lost all his thoughts. He took out a copper seal symbolizing authority from his arms and handed it to Noah. "Go ahead. From today on, you will be the leader of the Pheasant Clan. We don't have many warriors left, so run for your lives. As for me, I have nothing else to think about and I will never leave here even if I die."
Li Wanquan used his last strength to pull out the dagger and plunged it into his chest.
"Father!"
Noah shouted and rushed over, and Li Wanquan quickly grew cold in his arms. No matter how glorious you were during your lifetime, everything has become a thing of the past.
After hastily burying his adoptive father, Noah didn¡¯t even have time to kowtow a few times. He jumped on his horse, looked back at his burning home, left two lines of tears, and led the remaining tribesmen onto the unknown front.
"Master Marquis, we have reliable news that Li Wanquan has committed suicide. Noah fled north with less than two hundred horses. Tuoba Xiong, Zong Luo and others are chasing them. Some innocent tribes and even entire tribes have been wiped out along the way. Their tribesmen are even fighting among themselves for the spoils of war. Do you think you should order them to stop?"
On the mountains, white tigers report.
"No, let them chase and tell all the tribal chiefs that if anyone can capture Noah, no matter dead or alive, I will definitely report to the emperor and allow him to be a regiment training envoy!" Han Yi shook his head and added:
"As for them killing each other and the tribes that suffered, I don't care about it. Also, you have to send a messenger to inform all the tribal chiefs who are still watching, either to become our friends, allies, or comrades-in-arms, or Become our enemy, and the Pheasant Clan¡¯s fate today can prove it!¡±
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