Farmers of Shu Han

Chapter 1390 My chapter is here



Chapter 1390 My chapter is here

Chapter 1390 I’m back

I don’t know if the Han Dynasty’s Tiger Cavalry was the world’s first heavy cavalry, but it was definitely the world’s best heavy cavalry, and naturally the world’s best cavalry.

Even Zhao Erha, whose martial power is only 72, will be invincible once he holds a silver spear, wears silver armor, and rides a Western Pegasus.

There is a charging aura blessed by the Tiger Cavalry around.

There is also the bloodthirsty frenzy unleashed by General Zhendong.

Erha can instantly become the Ha Pseudo Wolf King with a combat power of at least 86.

The so-called elite Xianbei cavalry personally commanded by Tuoba Liwei encountered the best cavalry in the world.

It was like thin paper encountering a powerful crossbow. It was penetrated with just a slight touch.

Another example is when ointment comes into contact with a red-hot iron rod, it melts immediately and turns into blue smoke.

Even Tuoba Liwei, who was guarded by the most courageous warriors in the tribe, was not much different from others in front of the armored cavalry.

In particular, Tuoba Liwei was protected by someone and was a very conspicuous target.

Although the Tiger Cavalry did not know who the other party was, they were certain that this was a person of high status.

The red tide surged like a crimson mudslide, surging and surging, rushing towards the oncoming Xianbei cavalry with irresistible force.

The guards around Tuoba Liwei flew away from their mounts like a piece of rag blown by the wind before they could make any extra sound.

Tuoba Liwei's eyes, which had originally become bloodshot with excitement because of the upcoming revenge massacre, only had time to raise a question in his mind after seeing the cavalry rushing over from the opposite side:

"What kind of monster is this?"

The excitement in his eyes had not yet faded, and the horror and fear had not yet filled his eyes.

Tuoba Liwei felt something hit him violently, and then he felt his vision suddenly rise.

The feeling of flying in the clouds made him feel a little dizzy.

At this moment, he felt that something in his body seemed to be wrong.

But before he could finish his thoughts, a long spear that came from nowhere had already passed by lightly. The small branch of the spear easily cut through Tuoba Liwei's body, leaving a trace of blood in the air.

Then, he was hit by the horse's head again, and his body flew uncontrollably in another direction in a half-spin.

The huge horse hoof leaped high and stepped on his body.

The knight's face was completely hidden in the iron mask, with only a pair of eyes exposed. His eyes were cold and calm, without any emotion.

It seemed like this was just an instinctive action.

But this was the last scene that Tuoba Liwei could see before he lost the ability to think.

Under the iron heel, all living beings are equal.

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Tuoba Liwei is dead.

His death was so unclear that even no one knew who killed him.

Facts have proved that no matter how strong a bear is, it is no different from an ordinary person in front of a torrent of cavalry.

The elite cavalry led by Tuoba Liwei were the most elite cavalry of the Tuoba tribe.

This is the wealth that Tuoba Liwei had accumulated after so many years of fighting.

He is also the core combat force of the Eight Tuoba tribes.

And Tuoba Liwei is the core of this core combat force.

The soldiers of the Tiger Cavalry did not know Tuoba Liwei, but how could the Xianbei people not know him?

The Xianbei elite cavalry could not withstand the iron torrent of the Tiger Cavalry, and as they watched Tuoba Liwei disappear under the iron hooves of the Han army, their morale was shaken and they finally began to show signs of defeat.

"Don't retreat! Hold on, hold on!"

As the black-clad butler who was ordered by Tuoba Liwei to stay behind, he rarely showed an exasperated look.

He picked up the horse whip left by Tuoba Liwei and whipped a small leader who came to report:

"We must defend this last trench!"

"Bah!"

"No matter how powerful the Han army is, their horses can't jump over us!"

"Bah!"

Say one word and I’ll draw one.

The little leader kowtowed repeatedly, ignoring the blood dripping from his face, and said in a mournful voice:

"Master Steward, Dakehan is gone. The Han people knew sorcery. They summoned an invulnerable armored monster and swallowed Dakehan..."

"You're talking nonsense!" The black-robed butler's eyes were red with anger when he heard this.

"Bah!"

He hit the little leader hard again.

"Da Kehan ​​is the son of the goddess, how could he die?"

The black-clad butler at this moment was like a gambler who had lost all his money.

He simply didn't want to believe that Tuoba Liwei was gone just like that.

"How dare you lie about military intelligence? What crime should you be punished for? Come, drag him away and execute him!"

The loyal wolf slave came up and dragged away the little leader who was begging for mercy.

The black-clad butler turned his head and looked across the trench.

The monstrous Han cavalry was charging forward, unstoppable.

The Xianbei elite cavalry, who once dominated the grassland, were slaughtered at will by these monsters, like cutting vegetables and melons.

It's like a headless fly, being chased around by people.

There was even a guy on a white horse and in a white robe, who stood at the edge of the trench and shot arrows at the big flag on his side.

This is simply... simply too much!

"Feng Yong!"

The black-clad butler growled like a wounded beast.

In fact, Han was almost losing the bet.

More than sixty years ago, Han instigated Tan Shihuai on the grasslands to refuse the marriage proposal from the Han Dynasty. He then invaded the border counties of You, Bing and Liang in the south, raided and plundered every year, and killed and looted countless border residents.

At the same time, he secretly supported Zhang Jue's rebellion, and later even sent most of the wolf slaves he had carefully trained to Nanxia.

He originally thought that as long as the time was right, he could attack the Han Dynasty from both inside and outside and destroy it in one fell swoop.

It can be said that that was when Han was closest to success.

Unfortunately, God was blind and let Tan Shihuai die of a serious illness at the age of 45.

If he could live a few more years, and wait until Zhang Jue rebelled...

Whenever he thought about this, the butler in black couldn't help but resent the injustice of heaven.

Having learned from Tan Shihuai's lesson, when Han supported Tuoba Liwei again, in order to ensure that he was in good health, he even searched everywhere for body-building techniques for him to practice.

Therefore, although Tuoba Liwei was over seventy years old, he could still ride a horse and lead troops in battle.

I just didn't expect that this time, I would encounter this kind of steel monster that I had never seen before...

Who could have thought that when Mr. Feng personally led his troops to attack Hebei, he would actually release the legendary armored cavalry onto the grassland?

And it was released in winter.

Is it possible for a human being to do something so contrary to common sense?

What a beast!

No, he's worse than a beast!

Thinking of this, the black-robed butler could not help but feel sad and angry, and could not help but look up to the sky and curse:

"You thief, God, you thief Feng, how can you go this far!"

The elite cavalry of the eight Tuoba tribes were defeated, and Tuoba Liwei's life or death was unknown. Even though there was one last trench, all the tribes that received the news were in a panic and wanted to flee.

Now the news has not yet spread completely, and the authenticity of the news has not been truly confirmed.

Coupled with the long-standing prestige of the Black-robed Butler, the group was still able to maintain its existence.

After all, the news on the battlefield is true and false, and no one can guarantee whether the news is deliberately spread by the opponent.

Standing on this side of the trench, looking at the Han army on the opposite side, like wolves and tigers, like ghosts and monsters, moving back and forth, constantly chasing and killing the tribesmen.

But if some people wanted to resist together, those monster-like cavalry would rush over and break up the small group, making it impossible for them to regroup.

Everything that happened on the other side made the people on this side feel sad and panicked at the same time.

They were afraid that the Han army on the opposite side would cross the trench, but they also held out hope that someone would come forward and lead them to turn the situation around.

But for Tuoba Xianbei, the black-clad deacon might be considered a qualified strategist, but he was not a qualified general.

Not to mention the era of cold weapons, a general's personal bravery is usually a very important ability.

It is not uncommon to lead the charge personally when necessary.

As for people like him who wear feather fans and royal scarves, and can destroy the enemy in the blink of an eye while chatting and laughing, and who can make people subconsciously ignore his personal martial arts ability, they are all at the commander-in-chief level and are hard to come by.

If you get one person, you can bring peace to the country.

If you have two people, you can build a country.

If we can get three or four of them, we can whip the whole world and make our power known to the four seas.

If the North Korean family really had such talents, they would not have wandered on the grassland for hundreds of years like homeless stray dogs.

Just like a parasitic blood-sucking worm, no one knows how many tribes it has parasitic on.

Of course, as a long-standing threat to the Central Plains dynasties, the fact that the northern grassland nomadic tribes were used as parasitic hosts by North Korea does have its merits.

If a certain country bumpkin had not dared to venture into the Three Kingdoms, perhaps North Korea's parasitic plan would have been able to succeed by chance.

The so-called good luck naturally requires the right time, place and people.

Among them, the strong cooperation of the Central Plains dynasty is particularly important.

For example, if you encounter a useless dynasty like Sima Jin, which even history books are reluctant to mention.

Any dynasty with a bit of ambition would try to push the border areas outward as much as possible to ensure the stability and security of the core areas.

Only Sima Jin did the opposite, opening the country's doors and allowing the Hu people to migrate inland.

They even took the initiative to move a large number of Hu people to the three auxiliary areas of Guanzhong, resulting in a situation where "all the counties in the northwest were inhabited by barbarians."

What is the Guanzhong Sanfu area?

That is already one of the core areas of the Central Plains of China.

Therefore, the Five Barbarians invaded China and the Central Plains sank. It seemed like an external threat, but in fact it was an internal disaster.

Even though Sima Jin gave such a good opportunity, the Tuoba Xianbei, to which the Beihan clan was parasitic, failed to seize it in the first place. Instead, Fu Jian of the Di tribe took the lead.

It was not until the Battle of Feishui that Fu Jian became so frightened that the Former Qin Dynasty was overthrown. Only then did the Tuoba Xianbei follow suit and start to take advantage of the situation.

From this we can see that North Korea is just a parasite.

It is better to expect Liu Adou to go in and out of Changbanpo seven times than to expect them to turn the tide.

No one was able to turn the tide, and no one could go in and out of the armored cavalry seven times. The defeat of Tuoba Xianbei was inevitable.

The only thing that made them feel a little relieved was that the Han army did not take the opportunity to drive the fleeing soldiers into the trenches and use them to fill the trenches. Instead, after forcing the fleeing soldiers to surrender, they began to organize the surrendered soldiers to be gathered.

Even the black-clad butler who had only a little knowledge of military affairs was puzzled by this scene.

Putting aside his position, in his opinion, if the Han army drove out the defeated soldiers and filled the trench, that would be the fastest way to cross the trench.

But the Han army did not do so.

If the great defeat had not yet come to him, he would have been unable to help but wonder whether the Han generals on the opposite side did not know how to fight.

Or... a mistake made by the other side?

But no matter what, the Han army did not take the opportunity to attack, which made the Xianbei people feel slightly relieved.

It was as if a trench between them could give them a sense of security.

While the Han army on the opposite side was cleaning up the mess, another dozen riders soon arrived in front of the trench. One of them stood out from the crowd and shouted:

"The eldest prince is here. Who is the leader on the other side?"

When the black-robed butler heard this and saw a familiar figure across from him, he was immediately shocked and angry.

"Tuoba Shamohan, it turns out it was really you. It was you who led the Han army here? Where is Da Kehan? What did you do to Da Kehan?"

Tuoba Shamohan laughed and said, "So it's the deacon. I didn't expect it, right? I'm back!"

I don’t care if you die!

Hei Yi didn't care about Tuoba Shamohan, he only cared about how Tuoba Liwei was doing:

"Stop talking nonsense. Where is Dakehan?"

"Da Kehan ​​is dead!"

But then he saw the opposite side picking up an object, which turned out to be the armor and wolf-head helmet that Dakehan wore when he went into battle.

When the black-clad butler saw this, his eyes almost split open:

"Tuoba Shamohan, Da Kehan ​​is your father! You disregarded the survival of the tribe for your own selfishness, and you even killed your father. You are worse than an animal!"

Tuoba Shamohan heard this, but he was not angry, and asked:

"The father wanted to kill the son first, the younger brother wanted to kill the older brother first, so why can't I resist later? Besides, the steward is well-educated, so how could he not know the story of Maodun of the Xiongnu?"

Maodun of the Xiongnu naturally refers to the Chanyu Maodun who besieged Emperor Gaozu on Mount Baideng.

Maodun was originally the crown prince of his father, Touman Chanyu. Later, Touman Chanyu's beloved wife, Yanshi, gave birth to a little son. Touman Chanyu wanted to make the little son the crown prince, so he planned to kill Maodun.

Who would have thought that Maodun not only escaped the disaster, but later managed to kill his own father and proclaimed himself Chanyu.

Come to think of it, Tuoba Shamohan's experience is indeed somewhat similar to that of Maodun.

Tuoba Shamohan's words actually left the black-robed butler speechless for a moment, and he just laughed in anger:

"Who do you think you are? How dare you compare yourself to Maodun?"

"Hahaha! Good question. Who am I?" Tuoba Shamohan laughed up to the sky, with anger in his laughter, pointing at the black-robed butler:

"Although I am mediocre and unintelligent, I have personally visited the State of Wei to investigate the situation for the Tuoba clan, and I have also visited the State of Han several times to see what is going on."

"So I know that Wei cannot be relied upon, and Han cannot be an enemy. I once advised Da Kehan ​​to abandon Han and be close to Wei, which was unwise."

"If Da Kehan ​​had listened to my advice, how could the Tuoba clan be in such trouble today?"

"But you, the steward, are the most trusted person around Da Kehan. You make plans for Da Kehan, but you don't know about the affairs of Nanxia. Yet, you persuaded Da Kehan ​​to betray Han and be close to Wei."

"Han has traded food and clothing with me, which can help me survive the white disaster, but you slandered Han and said that they wanted to harm me."

"Wei asked me for something, but couldn't help me. Yet you said that an alliance with Wei would benefit me. Today, my Tuoba clan has suffered a great disaster. Is this what you call a benefit?"

"You're talking nonsense!" The black-clad butler was so angry that he almost vomited blood when he heard Tuoba Shamohan's words that turned black into white and confused Zao Fei. "If you hadn't colluded with the Han people, how could there be such a disaster today?"

It was surprising that Tuoba Shamo Khan had become so eloquent after returning from the Han Kingdom, which was a world of difference compared to his previous simple appearance.


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