Life, death, illness and disability are the laws of nature.

For thousands of years, human beings have thought that they can break these laws, or they have imagined that they can break them. But in fact, when the time comes, they find that all their efforts are just a joke in the face of cruel nature.

It's drizzling in Sanfu, Chang'an.

But in the northern desert, snowflakes are still flying.

As usual, Changshan Camp dispatched a scout team to conduct inspections.

These scout teams carry sleds, war horses, war dogs, and certain supplies, and will spread to the northern region for about ten days of detection.

The long-haired war dog was an idea put forward by Sima Yi in his early days. It is said that it originated from Sima Yi's archery skills. Compared with other officials, he could not shoot his prey, so he simply raised dogs to help catch chickens and rabbits.

to pass off as his own hunting proceeds. Sima Yi firmly denied this, saying that it was rumors and slander, and reserved the right to further pursue the rumor makers...

But in any case, the current thick-haired medium-sized dogs with unspectacular appearance do make the work of scouts more efficient and reduce risks to a certain extent. They can even help replenish some prey during their leisure time when they go out for detection.

Therefore, Changshan Camp has almost no discomfort with raising this kind of dog, and this medium-sized dog has become the standard for the internal scout camp. Generally speaking, there are about two or three dogs in a group. These dogs are very simple,

Dogs eat whatever humans eat, and their skin is strong and easy to care for.

early morning.

The snow finally stopped.

The barking of dogs is always a bit harsh in the quiet morning.

When the scout team leader got out of the temporary shed built with a sled as the skeleton, he understood the reason for the roar of the war dog. The team leader raised his head and looked in the direction of the war dog's alarm. There was a man wearing ragged leather.

The man in robe appeared in the sight of the scout team leader.

The Hu man stood quietly on the edge of the forest, looking at the place from a distance.

……(?д?)……

You have something to eat, but I have nothing to eat.

You have something to wear, I have nothing to wear.

Principles and rules only have power in an orderly society. When chaos and barbarism gain the upper hand, conflicts will inevitably come.

Zhao Yun frowned slightly.

There seems to be something wrong with this group of opponents who appear out of nowhere.

Is it because of the Jiankun Kingdom?

"..." Zhao Yun was silent for a moment, then waved his arms, "Raise the flag!"

The flag has become the soul of the army since the Yan and Huang Dynasties.

As the flag of the central army general behind Zhao Yun was raised and swaying slightly in the air, the flags of the surrounding secondary generals also raised their flags, and then tilted slightly towards the flag of the central army general Zhao Yun, as if towards Zhao Yun

Greetings are the same wherever you are.

The ones on the blue side are the front army, the ones on the red side are the center army, and the ones on the white side are the flanks.

As the subordinate generals raised their flags in response, and then the flags of the next-level array were raised, then the flag commanders of each team stood up straight, took off the back flags behind them and waved them, and the entire front line was suddenly filled with flags.

.

This is order.

This is also a demonstration!

The commander of the front army, Gan Feng, stood at the front of the array with his soldiers. He saw the people and horses on the opposite side surging over like a black and gray wave. The sound of thousands of horse hooves trampling on the ground was indeed a bit powerful.

, touching.

But Gan Feng was smiling.

Laughing excitedly.

Zhang He led the team to Jiankun before, which made Gan Feng quite depressed. He felt that he could not go out to have fun, um, fight. He was very depressed. As a result, opponents came to him. Even if these opponents came inexplicably, they were still

Enough to make Gan Feng excited...

"Come on!" Gan Feng chuckled, "Come on if you have the guts!"

Ugo, who was opposite Ganfeng, was quite hesitant.

Ugo's tribe suffered a white disaster, and according to the elders of the tribe, there will be a black disaster after the white disaster. This is almost a devastating blow to a tribe, and going south has become a last resort. In the process of going south,

, Ugo met the same fellow sufferer again.

The surrounding tribes were also affected by the disaster. The leaders of the two tribes got together and weighed it up. They felt that if there was a war, even the victorious side might not be able to reap many good fruits, so they simply merged together and continued searching.

prey.

One after another, more people gathered, and then Ugo and others met the Ding Ling tribe.

This winter is not going to be easy for the Dingling people either.

There were only two options before Ugo and the others: to rob the Ding Ling people who were also crazy poor, or to continue south to rob the Han people who were rumored to be extremely rich?

The Ding Ling people suffered a big loss at the hands of Cao Jun and had a hard time. Then they decided to go to Youzhou Liaodong, which is the Gongsun area, to carry out a wave of plunder, and asked Wu Ge and others if they wanted to follow them...

Ugo asked the friends who came with him. Most of them were not willing to follow the Ding Ling people. However, the strength of the Cao army in Youzhou described by the Ding Ling people made Ugo feel worried, so Ugo finally chose the big man.

In the central direction, because our fathers in Ugo said that the Han people here are timid and incompetent, and they will only run away when encountering them...

But something seems to be wrong now.

Along the way, everything is in ruins and there is nothing good at all.

The further you walk, the hungrier you get.

The further south you go, the greater this expectation becomes.

At least the snow is light here, and I can see traces of small animals starting to appear in the thawed land and forests...

Everyone felt that hope was right in front of them, but the Han army suddenly appeared and blocked the way.

"Who can speak Chinese?"

Ugo asked loudly, turning his head and looking left and right.

No one responded.

When the book is put to use, it is easy to regret it. The trouble of being uneducated is not only the inability to communicate, but more importantly, they do not even know the gap between themselves and each other. Only Ugo vaguely felt that something was wrong, and noticed when the flags on the opposite side echoed each other.

The opponent's formation, which looked like an iron wall, definitely didn't look like the timid Han Chinese described by their fathers who would only run away as soon as they went into battle.

Ugo turned around and asked another tribe leader next to him, "What do you think of the Han army formation opposite?"

The other tribe leader pondered for a long time, "Always give it a try..."

Yes, I have to give it a try.

Crazy poor, crazy hungry, starving to death or dying in war, you have to choose one.

Ugo nodded and said: "If we cannot defeat these Han people, we will not be able to survive. But they have iron armor... Our bows and arrows may not be able to shoot through..."

Ugo thought for a while and said: "My father once said that if you want to kill a wolf, you don't necessarily have to rush into the wolf's den and lure the wolf out... Maybe it's better..."

The other tribal leader nodded, "You have a wise father... That's right... We can't fight head-on. These Han people are made of iron and they will definitely run faster than us..."

"I remember..." Ugo gestured slightly to the back, "There is a grasshopper..."

"Okay, let the people behind you retreat first...we will go forward and lure them to chase..."

……(;￢＿￢)……

Ugo skillfully took out a light bone arrow, clamped the tail of the arrow in the tiger's mouth, clasped the bow string with the ox bone wrench on his right thumb, pressed his index finger and middle finger on the thumb, raised his left hand, and pointed the arrow diagonally.

In the air, his right hand began to slowly draw the bow string, and other tribesmen around him also opened their bows in the same posture.

Bows and arrows are their lifelong friends.

These nomadic people have been active on horseback since they were young. The first toy must be a small bow and arrow. Making bows and arrows is almost a must-have skill for each of them. They even use their own personal skills without formalization.

Their skills make up for the differences in weapons and equipment. As long as they take the bow and arrow in their hands, they can automatically adjust how far they need to shoot arrows of different weights and how much strength they need.

Light arrows are not suitable for throwing, because when they fall, these light arrows are not as lethal as heavy arrows. But the problem is that Ugo and the others do not have many heavy arrows. And Ugo feels that looking at these Han people

The armor, even with heavy arrows, may not be able to cause much damage to the Han people...

But the wind is northerly at the moment.

The Han people went against the wind from south to north.

This is one of the advantages of nomads.

The north wind will mess up the shooting direction of the light arrow, causing the light arrow to lose its accuracy, but it can also increase the range of the light arrow. Anyway, it is just a throw. Coverage shooting does not require so-called accuracy at all.

At the command, the nomads in the queue turned around and fired, accompanied by the sound of countless bow strings vibrating like cotton, like a huge swarm of bees flying by, and dense arrows rising into the sky at the same time.

Ugo half-turned around, took aim slightly, released his thumb suddenly, and the bowstring drew along the smooth surface of the finger. The energy accumulated in the bow arm was instantly released into the tail of the arrow, and the light arrow flew out quickly amidst the buzzing sound of the bowstring.

, the birch arrow shaft was slightly twisted in the air due to the huge force, twisting like the body of a snake. After it flew through the first section, the birch shaft slowly stopped twisting, and the arrow body became stable under the balance of the tail feathers.

, it and thousands of other light arrows pierced the air, making a sound like wind blowing in the woods.

When these light arrows flew over the highest point and began to swoop towards the Han people's line, following an order, the Han army cavalry pulled out their round shields, not to cover them in front of themselves, but to cover the big heads of their horses.
To be continued...