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- Chapter 408 A snowy journey
In the Central Plains, heavy snow like goose feathers fell all night long, and finally stopped in the early morning.
When dawn breaks, the clouds have dispersed and the snow has passed and the sky is clear.
In the cold morning wind, in the dawn light, on the snow covered with horseshoes, a huge iron cavalry was braving the cold wind and the severe cold, galloping along the official road to Guanzhong.
On the night when the decisive battle in the Central Plains came to an end, Huangfu Jian braved the wind and snow and embarked on his return journey with two thousand personal guards and ten thousand dragon cavalry. Cao Cao died in the battle, and Tao Qian, Tian Kai, Chen Gong, Chen Deng, Xun Yu, Cheng Yu, Liu Ye and others were beheaded.
"In troubled times, heavy codes are used, and Huangfu Jian was ruthless this time." All the princes, generals, and counselors who participated in the rebellion in the Central Plains either died in battle or were executed under Huangfu Jian's orders. In the end, Huangfu Jian issued an order, and all the family properties of the three major princes, Cao Cao, Tao Qian, and Tian Kai, were returned to the national treasury. All remaining forces in the Central Plains were wiped out, and the war in the Central Plains ended.
That night, Huangfu Jian received a letter from Guanzhong, and the Yizhou Army, which had been patient for a long time, finally couldn't hold it any longer. After learning that Huangfu Sword appeared on the battlefield in the Central Plains, he believed that the time was ripe to raise troops, so he immediately divided his troops into two groups and marched out of Hanzhong.
The army, led by Huangfu Song, the former great Han Zhonglang general, marched out of Xiegu. Later, Huangfu Song led tens of thousands of troops to Wuzhangyuan and formed a confrontation with Zhang Liao's Canglang Camp stationed in Wuzhangyuan.
Along the way, under the leadership of the former Han Zhonglang general Lu Zhi, the troops left Chencang Mountain and attacked the heavily defended Sanguan Pass at night. The defenders of Sanguan were unprepared, Sanguan fell, and the central and southern barrier of Guanzhong was opened by the Yizhou army. Then Lu Zhi led his troops to cross the Wei River and attacked Chencang City by surprise. Fortunately, Huangfu Jian had already made arrangements and transferred Yan Zhong, the right military advisor, to Chencang to take charge, so the Yizhou Army led by Lu Zhi did not fail again.
After Huangfu Jian received the letter, he thought for a long time before deciding to rush to Chang'an overnight. He did not expect that his uncle Huangfu Song would actually lead his troops to attack him with open arms. He also knows the abilities of Huangfu Song, Lu Zhi, and Zhu Jun. Although these three people have no better performance opportunities in this life due to his appearance and are somewhat unknown, the abilities of these three people are still there. Yan Zhong and Zhang Liao didn't have much chance of winning against them, so Huangfu Jian decided to rush back as soon as possible.
??The snow-capped land, the biting cold wind swept past, rolling up the sky full of snow and fog.
The diffuse snow mist hit the soldiers' faces from time to time, causing pain as if cut by a knife blade.
After a night of rapid marching, the soldiers¡¯ eyes, eyebrows, and faces were covered with a thick layer of frost. The armor on his body also froze together, making rattling sounds from time to time. The war horse's eyes were blinded by the snow and fog, and it shook its big head uncomfortably from time to time, breathing heavily.
The wind and snow could not stop their progress, and the cold could not stop their progress. Twelve thousand cavalry were driving hard in the snow. After five days of marching despite being exposed to wind and dew, enduring hunger and cold, Huangfu Jian and his party arrived at Chang'an City.
Ziwu Valley is about 600 miles long from north to south, starting from the Qinling Mountains southwest of Chang'an in the north to Baozhong County in Hanzhong in the south. The northern exit is called "Zikou" and the southern exit is called "Wukou". Crossing the Ziwu Valley requires passing through cliffs, precipitous mountains, and several sections of plank roads built over deep rapids. All of them are traveling in uninhabited mountains. If anything goes wrong, it will lead to a narrow escape.
A few dozen miles southwest of Chang'an City, at the northern exit of Ziwu Valley in the Qinling Mountains, a large camp appeared here. This camp is like an open pocket, firmly blocking the northern exit of Ziwu Valley. It can be said bluntly that even a deer running out of Ziwu Valley could not escape the sight of the defenders in the camp.
This stronghold was of course built by the five thousand barbarian soldiers who were ordered to garrison Ziwu Valley.
In the camp, Samoko, the barbarian king of Wuxi who was ordered to station here, looked at the thick snow piled up in the mountains and walked back and forth in the tent in boredom. Every step the huge body takes makes a heavy sound, like a giant beast in the mountains.
For more than a month, Shamoke has been guarding this place where birds don't poop. His two eyes as big as copper bells can see the cocoon, and he has not seen a ghost coming from Ziwu Valley. I saw a few wild wolves, but they were all killed and burned by these boring barbarians, and then fed their bellies.
Over the past month, the birds and beasts in this mountain forest have suffered a lot. They have been eaten by these boring barbarians. Even the snakes in hibernation cannot escape the disaster. Nowadays it is extremely difficult to find a bird or an animal around here. Even the animals that were lucky enough to escape could run as far as they could. They were frightened by the smell of blood in this place.
"Why hasn't anyone come yet? How long do I have to wait? I still have to follow His Majesty to kill generals and perform meritorious deeds!" Shamoko roared loudly in the big tent in distress. He is used to being awe-inspiring around Huangfu Jian, and now Shamoke feels that heHe was knocked back to his original form and became the barbarian king living in the mountains again.
The barbarians outside the tent seemed to have become accustomed to their king's roar, so no one came in to disturb him, and no one dared to come in to disturb him. Although the Barbarian King Shamoko looked respectful in front of Huangfu Jian, he was not so polite to the barbarian soldiers. Beating and cursing people was more common than eating, drinking, and pulling away.
Samoko was complaining, complaining that the enemy did not show up earlier, so that he missed the opportunity to kill the enemy and make meritorious service. But he didn't dare to disobey Huangfu Jian's order. Thinking of the dark spear in Huangfu Jian's hand, Samoko felt a chill in his heart. Even behind Huangfu Jian's back, he didn't dare to make irresponsible remarks about Huangfu Jian, or even think about it.
"Report!" At this moment, a barbarian soldier who looked like a skinny monkey flashed into Shamoko's tent.
"Don't you see that this king is busy? What is all the fuss about?" Shamoko glared and shouted at the thin barbarian soldier. In fact, he was idle and bored, which made him feel very bad, so he took it out on the barbarian soldier.
"Your Majesty, someone has come out of Ziwu Valley." The barbarian soldier blinked innocently and replied.
"What? Say it again, kid!" After hearing this, Shamoko stopped walking and shook his head, shouting excitedly.
"Your Majesty, there is a large group of people in Ziwu Valley heading this way." The barbarian soldiers had no choice but to repeat themselves.
"Hahaha The wild boy is finally here. I can't wait any longer! Quickly tell the princes to fuck you and follow me to kill people." Samoko grinned like a kiln door and shouted happily. road.
Now Samoko is finally done, all he needs to do is kill these ghosts. He no longer has to stay in this peaceful place, and can return to your majesty's side, eat well and drink spicy food, and kill the enemy together with your majesty. Maybe he could even be granted a title or something, Samoko thought wildly with a smile on his face.
"Buzz buzz" Suddenly, the camp became agitated. The bored barbarians came out of the camp carrying spears, bows and arrows. Under the leadership of Barbarian King Samoko, they marched not far away. The Ziwu Valley rushed over.
"These barbarian soldiers, who have lived in the mountains since childhood, ran faster in the snow than on flat ground, and they reached the mouth of the valley in a short time. Shamoko was riding on his huge golden bull, holding the iron caltrop and looking towards the valley. Good guy, I don¡¯t know when a large group of people appeared in the valley. I can¡¯t see the end at a glance. At least with Samoko¡¯s wisdom, I can¡¯t tell how many people there are at once.
This team of people, if we have to call it that, is no longer human. They are all skinny, as if they haven't eaten for several days, and they are walking feebly. They were also dressed in a mess. On such a cold day, most of them were naked at the top and barefoot, so they were not afraid of freezing. Some of them were just randomly covered with animal skins, like savages who had just come down from the mountains.
Walking at the front of this team was a giant man. Although his stature was not as exaggerated as Shamoko's, he was still about a head taller than the others and much more majestic. This big man has a purple gold crown with a jewel on his head, a tasseled red brocade robe, a jade lion belt around his waist, green boots with an eagle's beak on his feet. He rides a curly red rabbit horse, with two swords inlaid with pine patterns hanging from his mouth. He is full of jewels. , one can tell at a glance that he is the leader of this group of people.
Behind the big man were three people, all dressed in different clothes. They were probably some of the leaders.
"Hahaha" Samoko was amused and laughed heartily.
The people who came were all acquaintances of Shamoko. The bejeweled man was none other than the Southern Barbarian King Meng Huo. The three men following Meng Huo were the Three Cave Marshals under the Southern Barbarian King Meng Huo. The First Cave Golden Ring Three Knot Marshals, Marshal Dong Cha'na in the second hole, Marshal Ah Hui'nan in the third hole. These people had many interactions with Samoko when he was the Barbarian King of Wuxi.
At this time, Shamoko finally knew who the enemy he had been waiting for for more than a month was. It's no wonder that only barbarians who have lived in the mountains for a long time can get out of dangerous places like Ziwu Valley. No ordinary Han people have such ability.
"Meng Huo! I have been waiting here for a long time. Why are they walking so slowly and they have only arrived now?" Shamoko waved the caltrop bones in his hand and shouted at the barbarian king Meng Huo who was still in the valley.
This loud shout was like a thunderbolt from the blue, and everyone in the valley was stunned. The Barbarian King Meng Huo looked up at Samoko and the Wuxi barbarians with five thousand bows and arrows behind him, his face turned ashen. At the invitation of the King of Shu, he led the three-hole men and horses to sneak attack Chang'an from the Ziwu Valley Trail. He thought he had done it unnoticed, but he didn't expect that he was now blocked in the valley. Moreover, the person blocking him was his old acquaintance Shamoke, the Barbarian King of Wuxi. This made him calm.
"Hahaha" After a while, the Southern Barbarian King Meng Huo also laughed. "Shamoke, I have brought an army of ten thousand this time, and Chang'an City is just around the corner. Why don't you and I join forces to defeat the people in Chang'an City?What about a person who is half as rich? "
The Barbarian King Meng Huo was not an easy man, so he immediately persuaded Samoko. In Meng Huo's eyes, barbarians love money and will help whoever offers the most benefit. Now that there is a huge opportunity to make a fortune in front of him, he thinks Shamoko will definitely not refuse.
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