sinovels Chapter 122 Fighting
Chapter 122 Fighting
"Put on the horse clothes, get off the horse and walk quickly!" Zhongheng shouted loudly, jumped off the horse first, stretched out his hand to touch the horse's back, and walked the road with the people on his back. The horse was already a little sweaty. Take out a piece of sackcloth and cover the horse's back.
The black horse he was riding, as well as the caravan's draft horses were all good breeds from the Northwest and even the northern part of the country, and they were hardy and hardy. Much more delicate.
"Steward Wu, how far is it to Bema Tube?" Zhong Heng lowered his head a little and led his horse against the wind, while asking loudly in the howling snow.
"After passing the campsite just now, you can see the tent of Bema Tube after turning around the water puddle and walking five or six miles along the foot of the snow-capped mountain. Now..."
Guanshi Wu covered his face with a sackcloth, squinted his eyes sadly, and roared loudly.
The wind and snow are getting bigger and bigger, and the small snowflakes gradually become like goose feathers. Under the wind, they swirl and blow with the sound of howling wolves. When it hits people's faces, there is a biting icy cold. At the time of the fragrance of the sticks, the original brown and yellow grassland was slowly covered by white, and the snow was thickening at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The sky and the earth are filled with gray, and countless snowflakes are flying around in chaos. How can you tell the direction!
"Stop! Stay where you are!"
Groping forward slowly along the foot of the snow-capped mountain, Zhong Heng came to a place where the wind was slightly less windy, and Zhong Heng made a decisive decision and sternly ordered.
Guanshi Wu's face was pale, and he couldn't tell the north, south, and north at all. If he ran around like headless chickens in the snowy night, the whole team would freeze to death if they didn't find Bema Tubu.
Well-trained soldiers braved the wind and snow, quickly surrounded the carts into a large circle, and built a temporary simple "city wall" to slightly block the wind and snow. In the most central circle.The capable guys in the caravan also joined hands one after another, and quickly arranged the people and horses. Everyone shivered in one place and remained silent.
Only a few vehicles in the convoy had passenger compartments for passengers, and the rest were oxen and horse-drawn carts that pulled goods. Crouching in the compartments could avoid some wind and snow, and the car passengers with wooden walls did not seem to be much warmer.
What's more, the carriage carrying people can only hold a dozen people.
Yan Qing's face was ashen from the cold, but he didn't sit in the carriage, instead he shouted orders to his subordinates to gather the wounded and sick, stuff them into the carriage and place them in the inner circle.
The young master said that the royal way of the imperial court is nothing more than the eight words of "taking the lead and taking advantage of the benefits". You don't need to be too rigid about the details on weekdays, but at important junctures, this is the only way to unite people's hearts.
Just after settling down, the wind stopped for a while, but the snow fell more and more heavily, and big clusters fell in a rustle. The sky was dark, but the ground was pure white, and there were white snow dancing everywhere between the sky and the earth.
"Ignite the stove!"
With the order of the Zhongxiao officer, a dozen or so guards quickly set up a simple shed on the inner side, and the cook quickly brought out a dozen briquette stoves and put them under the shed, each of which was covered with a large iron sheet Make a water enclosure, set up fine firewood in the stove, and throw some sawdust and hay into it, to block the wind and snow, carefully blow up the torch that you bring with you, and quickly light the stove.
As soon as the fire started, the cooks picked up the round briquettes full of holes with tongs and slowly put them into the furnace. In just one stick of incense, more than a dozen stoves were already lit, and large pottery was placed on them. jar.
The cook put more than half of the snow in the jar again, and as the fire started, the snow slowly turned into hot water, leaving the corn and dried meat and dried vegetables, and then mixed some special spices made by Master Li, and the strong aroma of the food gradually wafted away open.
There was also a lot of snow in the big iron fence over the stove, and at this time the snow melted into hot soup, and the cooks began to distribute hot porridge and hot water.
The wind had stopped, and the snow was still falling lightly, but the heat in the car surroundings made the weight on everyone's hearts seem to be lightened by three points, and gradually some people began to speak softly.
Zhong Heng kicked Yan Qing quietly, in exchange for Yan Qing's steward glaring at him, he is now blushing with blue face and nose, his aura is three points weaker.
"A few words of encouragement. The team has enough grain and coal to deal with the wind and snow."
Yan Qing puffed her cheeks and gritted her teeth a few times, before finally walking into the crowd and shouting loudly, while the crowd gathered together drinking hot soup, she heard the steward Yan Qing say that there was enough food and coal in her motorcade. Seeing the school officer Zhong and a group of black armored soldiers guarding everyone like a needle in the sea, everyone felt much more at ease.
The black-armored army had already removed their iron armor and replaced it with leather armor. Wearing iron armor on such a freezing day would not only cause frostbite, but if skin and flesh got on the armor, even though it was protected by Mr. Li's special paint, the taste would be horrific.
Steward Wu yelled with a trembling voice, and asked the men to take out all the scattered leathers collected on the road and distribute them to Diqiu's soldiers.
"Although the fur of the manhu is not well tanned, it is better than the thick fur, especially the fur of yak and fat sheep. Cover it and handle the cold!" He shivered while sucking his red nose from the cold. In other words, after all, I am still a little old, and I am not afraid of the wind and snow in those days.
"Thank you."
Zhong Heng is not too polite, it would be great to have more furs to keep warm at this time, the 320 seven sergeants and caravan members that A Xian handed over to him, he will try his best to bring back to Diqiu in one piece, and bring them back Home.
A Xian said: "Money and goods are of no importance, people are the most important thing. This trade route is not worth it twice, it's a big deal! You must return home safely."
What Ah Xian said was always right.
Steward Wu simmered beside a stove, feeling his whole body warmed up a lot, and exclaimed:
"You Diqiu's stove looks inconspicuous, but it's really exquisite. It's windproof and fire-resistant. It's really a good thing. In the past, if you can't find a corner that can shelter from the wind, how can you start a fire? It's freezing all night. When I come down, I might kill people. When I wait for the return trip, I will go to Diqiu to order hundreds of stoves. My own caravan can use them very well, and even if they sell them, it will be a good business."
Zhong Heng nodded without saying much, tightly holding the "protection money" on his wrist, trying to use his body temperature to fill the baby with energy as soon as possible.
Ah Xian was so anxious that she was worried.
In the silent snowy night, there was a sharp sound suddenly.
Zhong Heng suddenly stood up, and Wu Guanshi was a little surprised, and hurriedly stood up, looking around anxiously, and asked: "What's wrong, what's wrong?! What is it?"
"Silence!"
Zhong Heng closed his eyes intently, carefully discerning, the occasional wind whistling, mixed with the screams of women, and the faint sound of weapons clashing, he suddenly opened his eyes, pointed in one direction, and said: "There, Someone is fighting."
"Donkey, a group of people, come with me to investigate, and the rest of the people wait to be alert! Cheng Hu, you are temporarily responsible for leading the army."
Cheng Hu is a brave soldier in the recruit battalion who was personally selected and promoted by the school officer Zhong. Strong in stature, able to obey orders and willing to use his brain, he was appointed as the head of the post. This trip is the deputy leader of the caravan guard.
"Here!" Cheng Hu silently took over the duty of guarding the caravan without saying a word.
Following the voices of people, Zhongheng led a dozen people to grope forward, and soon arrived near the place where the incident happened.
More than a dozen barbarian men were divided into two factions and were fighting to the death. Among them, a strong man pulled a short barbarian's hair and dragged it out. Calling, listening to this voice, it seems to be a young woman.
Seeing this situation, Zhongheng and his team quietly crouched in the distance. He didn't act rashly. There were unidentified people on both sides. To him, they were all of the same identity—Manhu.
He didn't want to get to the bottom of why these barbarians fought together in the snow, nor did he want to intervene rashly. As long as they didn't come to harass and harm the caravan, what did the barbarians have to do with him?
The sergeants lay down quietly, watching the actions of the savages closely.
The barbarians who were fighting in the snow quickly decided the winner. One side had more people and was more fierce, and their gestures were desperately violent, while the women's side had fewer barbarians and seemed weaker. It was quickly hacked down fiercely, leaving only the barbarian woman who fell to the ground screaming and uttering curses that were not human.
Those victorious savages crazily killed all the males of the enemy. On the pale snow, the blood glowed almost black, and soon it was gradually covered by fresh snow.
A particularly strong Manhu dragged the woman past him, and slammed his fist on her face, cutting off the screaming in an instant.
The victorious men panted and looked around, and soon turned their eyes to the distance with a faint yellow light, where the caravans and horses rested.
The leading Manhu let out a joyful and thankful laugh, and suddenly grunted loudly, pointing the nail stick in his hand there.
Zhongheng couldn't understand what he was saying, but he could clearly see the ferocious expression on the fierce face that was still bloodstained.
Seven or eight barbarians cheered, rummaged on the ground to find usable things, took off the clothes from the enemy's corpse and wrapped them around themselves, and then, holding broken knives, nail sticks, and rusty axes that were still bleeding, they moved towards Walk quickly at the halo, there must be a group of warm and weak fat sheep, kill them, snatch their women, let them moan and cry under your crotch!
"Stand up and raise your gun." Zhongheng watched those barbarians approaching cheerfully, and calmly ordered: "Shoot!"
No matter what these crazy people want to do, they would rather kill a mistake than let it go.
"Whizzing!"
More than a dozen short spears were thrown out at the same time - in addition to the long spears in their hands, the Heijia army usually had three short spears for throwing.
The donkey's hand crossbow was held steadily, and when the master spoke out the last word of the order, the crossbow arrow flew out and hit the chest of the tall and barbaric leader.
The barbarian chief's eyes widened, and he realized that the man in black stood up in front of him. The next moment, a steel arrow was firmly inserted into his right chest, and there was a sharp pain, his face twisted ferociously, and he howled loudly Crying, raised the nail stick in his hand and was about to charge up, when the cries stopped abruptly.
He lowered his head slowly, staring at his belly in disbelief.
There was a long dagger there, which was held and stabbed into his stomach fiercely. The owner of the dagger was the barbarian girl who was stunned just now.
She gritted her teeth, and vigorously stirred the dagger a few times, completely slashing open the barbarian's belly, tearing his intestines open.
The donkey was regretting that he didn't take good care of the crossbow, which caused the crossbow to lose its aim due to the tide, but he was shocked by this tragic scene, and he couldn't help swallowing quietly.
The other savages were not so tough, they were stabbed like hedgehogs by the short spears, and they swallowed their breath without a sound, they didn't even have time to scream.