Ran Jing said awkwardly, "Isn't my physical condition too weak?"

"It's okay. If you think it's not suitable for charging and killing, then you can develop in the direction of leading troops. You can read more of my books on how to train troops and how to lead troops."

Ran Jing smiled and said, "I still find it refreshing to follow the general into battle and kill the enemy."

Yang Qian gave him a helpless look and said, "Then you must have a strong body and strong bones. It depends on God whether God will reward you or not. Like me, if I were not born with supernatural powers, I would definitely hide far away."

"I will work hard."

Yang Qian took Ran Jing's arm, squeezed it, and sneered, "Well, when you go back this time, I will take you to see the doctor to see if there is any way to increase your strength."

"Look at our soldiers. The big boys' arms are like pig iron when I pinch them. Your arms are like millet bumps when I pinch them."

Yang Gan touched his nose and muttered, "With your figure, you might as well become a cowherd."

"General Yang, what is Lang Niu?"

"Ahem, don't worry about those details." Yang Qian coughed twice to cover up his embarrassment, and immediately changed the topic to talk about the next deployment.

Zhang Yumeng didn't care about his image at all, lying on the grass with his back stretched out, wearing sheepskin clothes, with a look of despair on his face.

"Die Yang Gan, stinky Yang Gan, just to take revenge on me."

For three days, she felt like she was about to fall apart. However, there were advantages and disadvantages. Her riding skills also improved day by day, from a person who was a little proficient in riding to a beginner in riding.

"Xiao Yu, do you think Yang Qian will hate me?" After a short rest, Zhang Yumeng immediately sat up and asked Xiao Yu.

Xiao Yu wiped his sweat. There was a big temperature difference between hot and cold on the grassland, and now he felt cold again. "It's okay. The young master won't care. You should treat him well in the future. If you weren't his direct descendant, do you think he would take you out?" ?”

Zhang Yumeng curled her lips, always feeling that Yang Qian was weird. He didn't know if modern people had traveled through time, and he was becoming more and more incomprehensible.

Half an hour passed in a blink of an eye. Everyone settled their physical problems, ate some dried meat and kumiss, then quickly mounted their horses and ran towards the distance.

The sky was like a dome, covering the surrounding fields. Half a day passed in a blink of an eye. On the vast grassland, the group finally met the king's guard.

"Old Wang, long time no see."

Guard Wang cupped his hands and smiled and said, "Sir, do you want to enter the battle immediately, or should you rest for a day and follow behind?"

Yang Gan looked at the sky, turned around and said, "Yu'er, the sun hasn't completely set yet, what do you think?"

"If you hit him later, something will happen. This is the grassland. If you miss a hit, you will be thousands of miles away." Xiao Yu had already made a plan.

"Okay, Guard Wang, where is their route?"

Wang Huwei pointed and said, "That's right here. I'll probably be here in a few hours."

Yang Gan pulled the reins and spoke to everyone, then specified strategies and tactics.

At this time, Xiao Yu rode over and nodded and asked, "What are the differences in the costumes of the Wang Guard, the Xiongnu, the Jie Clan and the Yue Clan?"

"People from the Yue clan wear hats, usually with flat hats. Is Xiao Menke planning to pretend to be a member of the Yue clan?"

Xiao Yu secretly waved his fist and said helplessly, "Yes, it's a pity that such a unique decoration cannot be made here and now."

At this time, a dark-looking young man walked out from Wang Guard's side and held hands with Xiao Yu in a strange manner.

"Xiaomenke, although the Yue clan is a tribe,

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tribe, but many of them live in mixed communities and don’t dress uniformly. In fact, as long as you wear your felt hat backwards, you will look more like one of the Junila tribe.”

Xiao Yu's eyes lit up and he asked hurriedly, "What is the status of the Hunila clan in the Yue clan?"

"It is considered the second largest clan, and the magic stone comes from the first clan."

"How sure are you?"

"Eighty percent, because I come from the Yue clan, and the clan leader Hu Nila is very similar to the people from the Central Plains, just darker." The swarthy boy said truthfully.

Xiao Yu nodded and said loudly, "If your plan is adopted by the young master, there will be many rewards."

"I, I want to live in the Xia Kingdom. My grandma is from the Xia Kingdom."

"No problem~~!"

After Xiao Yu told Yang Qian what he knew, Yang Qian quickly calculated the gains and losses. Once the counterfeiting was successful, the casualty rate would be greatly reduced.

After the two discussed for a while, the swarthy young man arranged the layout. He walked around among the thousands of cavalry and reported to Yang Qian after a long time that the team was too neat and did not look like a nomad at all.

It should be sparse, some people wear too formal clothes, and they should look a little downcast. It is best to smear some mud on the face to darken it.

After everything was arranged, a long line of people slowly appeared from the horizon, accompanied by burning clouds.

There are tall horses in the front, and the carriage is in the middle. The cavalry behind are sparsely dressed. If you didn't tell me, you would think they were fleeing.

In the team of Moshashi, a general stopped the team and immediately ran over to report, "Second leader, there are cavalry in front."

Moshashi tightened the golden knife in his hand, frowned and said, "Are they the Huns?"

"The clothes look different. They all wear flat-topped felt hats."

Moshashi breathed a sigh of relief and said with a relaxed expression, "This is the Hunila tribe. My mother-in-law's family probably ordered them to come and meet me. Go quickly to meet up and avoid being bumped into by the Huns."

"yes."

The general immediately led the large troops and ran towards the other side quickly. Once the two teams merged, the journey would become even safer.

Don't think that the grassland is very safe. If a large tribe comes out with a weak team, many small tribes are very likely to take action as long as they can ensure that no one is let go.

Horses and weapons are all wealth, hard currency on the grassland.

After approaching, the general said happily, "Are you from the Junila tribe?"

The swarthy man said in authentic Yue clan language, "We are from the Hunila clan. Is the second leader of Moshashi here?"

The Jie tribe general pointed to the carriage behind and said, "It's right here. Let's get out of here quickly. I heard that the Huns are not in peace recently."

The dark-skinned man nodded to Yang Gan, and Yang Gan smiled, showing his strong white teeth.

"Everyone, no distinction, cum~~~~!" A roar came out.

The cavalry hidden behind immediately raised their bows and fired arrows. Hundreds of arrows were fired wildly at the unsuspecting Jie people. Suddenly, a group of people fell on their backs. Yang Gan stretched out his palm and swung twice with force. Suddenly, two groups of hundreds of people separated from the cavalry. Riding, led by Ran Jing and Krisna.

It appeared to be surrounded by two wings, turning into a chisel and punching through the middle of the long column. To the surprise of the Jie tribe general, Yang Gan clamped his legs and shouted in Xiongnu language, and passed by him quickly.

After flying for tens of meters, the Jie tribe general's head shot up into the sky, and blood flowed out like a spurt. Many Jie tribe soldiers ran away with their heads in their hands.

Bow and crossbow at the same time

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Its existence is not unreasonable. The crossbow has good accuracy and powerful power, but the shooting speed of the bow and arrow is fast enough. After two or three waves of arrows rain down, half of the opponent's people have fallen, and only some horses are left alone on the grass, wagging their tails. Grass.

The packhorse pulling the carriage had been shot into a hedgehog. Yang Gan shook off the blood on his bronze sword and asked Ran Jing, "Just now, we were speaking in Xiongnu language, right?"

"Yes, our two black-armored cavalry rushed to kill each other, shouting in Hun language."

"Yang Qian, what do you mean on the ground?" Krisna came over covered in blood, with the corners of her mouth raised, obviously a rush to kill made her feel happy.

"Kill them all."

At this time, Xiao Yu and Zhang Yumeng came over with pale faces. They looked at the wailing Jie tribe soldiers on the ground and asked, "Sir, don't you lack slaves? If these people are cured, there will probably be hundreds of people left alive."

Yang Gan shook his head, "I can't bear to let the child trap the wolf. There are a thousand horses coming. If the body doesn't match the number, go to the Xiongnu to raise an army to investigate and find that there are no prisoners. That will be troublesome. I am also very reluctant to bear it. Hundreds of slaves, if Digging iron ore is also a good job."

Xiao Yu also frowned, he had not thought of such details.

"Actually, it's not impossible." The dark-skinned man came over and touched the blood and sweat on his forehead.

Yang Gan looked at the dark-skinned man with admiration in his eyes, "Tell me, what can I do?"

"Magic Stone's team has been walking for several days. Their cavalry was defeated and it would take more than two days to run back. There are all kinds of carnivores on the grassland. We just need to protect this place as much as possible. If you make it more bloody, you can attract a lot of animals."

Yang Gan couldn't help but nodded. The meaning was obvious. Even if they ate them all, the number of corpses wouldn't be known. However, he didn't know much about the grassland. Fortunately, he had local people as his subordinates.

"Ran Jing went to save the valuable Jie people. Those who were worthless were killed directly and made bloody to attract predators."

"No~~~!"

Looking at Ran Jing who didn't hesitate at all, Yang Qian couldn't help but nodded. Children can be taught. At least his efforts were not in vain, and the military stick was not in vain.

"What's your name?" Yang Gan asked the dark man.

"Basturk."

"Is your mother from Xia country?"

"Um."

"Okay, if you want to go back to Xia Kingdom now, just go back with us. I will arrange a good location for you. If you don't want to go back, just stay here. When I unify the grassland one day, I will naturally not treat you badly. you."

Basturk hammered his chest with one hand and said excitedly, "I am willing to stay here. I want to see the Yue clan disappear, and I want them to bury my mother with her."

Yang Gan smiled and held his hand, helping him to straighten his posture. He also gently cupped his hands to him and said, "Okay, your mother will definitely bless you in heaven. Since you think you are from Xia country, in our case When you are on your own, you should use the etiquette of the Xia Kingdom."

Basturk was stunned, the blood in his heart seemed to spurt out, and his eyes became moist. This was the first time in many years that a Xia general recognized his identity.

"My lord." Basturk fell to his knees directly, but was supported by Yang Qian.

"Coward, why are you kneeling down? You are my subordinate, but you are not my servant or slave. I, a Daxia man, have gold under my knees. You cannot kneel down easily. Do you understand?"

Basturk wiped the tears from the corner of his mouth and said happily, "I understand, Lord."

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