Chapter 13
Huang San Yuan was always tense, because only he knew that the mountain bandits he had seen at Hamao Village were just two people. Looking at Han Xuan Zhi's momentum, mobilizing over a thousand people, if he discovered this matter, the only thing waiting for him would be a dead end. So Huang San Yuan was always thinking about how to find an opportunity to escape on the road.
As the team set out on their journey, Huang San Yuan gradually felt that perhaps the problems he had been considering were not actually problems at all. Because there were even bigger problems within the team.
The roads are not flat, rugged and bumpy, with dense vegetation. People walking on this road is simply a kind of torture. In the team of one thousand people, some have colds, some have diarrhea, several heavy armored soldiers fainted, and the supervisor can only ride horses back and forth in the team, whipping the soldiers to move forward.
In such a team, there was also a luxurious carriage, with two horses pulling the car, and the compartment was covered with thick brocade. Han Xuanzi sat in the compartment, gently shaking his feather fan, calm and composed.
Huang San Yuan held it in for a long time, finally asking the question that had been on his mind: "Young Master Shao, aren't we supposed to be marching urgently? Why are you still sitting in the carriage?"
"I'm not a soldier, I don't charge into battle." Han Xuan's eyebrows rose, his presence was imposing: "My responsibility is to command them in battle, suffering and hardship can't bring out any value in me, do you understand this logic?"
"I understand, I understand." Huang San Yuan hastily nodded his head. He had that "you're right, you make sense" look on his face again, leaving me speechless, yet somehow feeling that something wasn't quite right.
"You won't understand." Han Xuan's gaze looked out the car window, and he sighed: "In ancient times, there was a famous general named Chen You, who would not leave his camp during military campaigns, yet could defeat enemies thousands of miles away. With just a few words, the enemy army would be defeated and scattered. The demeanor of our predecessors is truly admirable."
It seems you don't have the fate of a famous general, yet you've contracted the disease of being one. Huang San Yuan was secretly criticizing in his heart, and now he gradually understands what kind of person Han Xuan is. In this world, there are second-generation descendants who are drunkards and gluttons, those who are ambitious and progressive, and those who think they are ambitious but are actually just drunkards and gluttons. And the one in front of him... undoubtedly belongs to the latter category.
Hei Shi Cheng, one day after Han Xuan Zhi led his troops away, Xue Ban Chuan arrived at the main residence of the Lord of Du Cheng.
The weather was scorching hot, and Han Hu was drinking with his upper body exposed. Despite this, he was still sweating profusely. The two sisters, Hua Er and Cao Er, were attending to him, wearing only thin silk clothes that revealed their slender and delicate bodies through the transparent fabric.
Xue Ban-chuan entered the city lord's mansion and saw this scene. He hastily lowered his head, not daring to look straight at it.
"What's going on?" Han Hu was extremely dissatisfied.
"Lord, the young master has been gone for a day and I feel uneasy in my heart. Why don't I lead a hundred cavalry to take a look, just in case."
"What's the worst that could happen...... Alright, go on, go on......" Han Hu's impatient hand waved them off.
Xue Ban Chuan backed away and left, until he walked out of the room before standing up straight.
Half an hour later, a hundred light cavalry gathered at the drill ground. Xue Ban Chuan had once trained five hundred soldiers, and these one hundred light cavalry were among the elite. They were all in their twenties or thirties, strong and robust. They formed a five-man phalanx, with bows and arrows behind them, long spears in hand, and short knives at their waists.
No one spoke, even the war horses remained silent, a hundred robust young men gazed at Xue Ban Chuan with silent eyes.
They don't need a brain, Xue Banquan is their brain; they don't need thoughts, Xue Banquan is their thought.
Xue Ban Chuan hesitated for a moment, then turned over and mounted his horse.
"Go!"
The horses whinnied in unison, their hooves hitting the ground almost simultaneously, galloping like tigers, following behind Xue BanChuan.
With a hundred people's hearts as one person's heart, with a hundred people's hands and feet as one person's hands and feet, this is the true elite soldier.
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The troops marched slowly on the road, approaching Liling Ridge at dawn, a journey of over 100 miles, and the troops walked for a whole day.
"General Shao, we are about to arrive at Hama Ridge. Why not let the soldiers take a rest? They have been rushing for a day and a night." said Huang San Yuan.
"Rest!" Han Xuanzi looked at Huang San in incomprehension: "Huang, don't you understand the principle of 'the army values speed'? If we rest, what if the bandits come to raid our camp tonight?"
"This..." Huang San Yuan said: "But the soldiers are all too exhausted, they can't hold on..."
"My soldiers must have the courage to overcome difficulties, the will to survive in desperate situations. Huang Guan Jia, we are at war, and people are going to die. What's a little fatigue compared to that?"
Damn it, that feeling is back again. You're talking sense, but I'm speechless and yet somehow feel that's not quite right.
The sound of horseshoes echoed, and a military officer arrived outside the carriage: "Young master, there is a fork in the road ahead. One path is the official road, and the other is a narrow mountain path. There is also a canyon along the way. Which route shall we take, Young Master?"
"Bastard, of course we're taking the official road! Do you even need to ask?" Huang San Yuan cursed loudly, silently praying in his heart: My dear grandfather, please don't play any more tricks.
"Slow down!" As expected, Han Xuan's expression was one that none of you understand, only I do. He said: "Steward Huang thinks we should take the official road, everyone thinks we're taking the official road, don't the mountain bandits know we're taking the official road? They'll definitely set up an ambush on the way, but I'll surprise them and make their plans fall through."
Huang San's eyes almost spat out old blood, unexpectedly you're paralyzed, ah, the mountain bandits ambushed with just two people. Forget it, forget it, anyway the mountain bandits only had two people, taking that road is all the same, it's just that the soldiers will be troubled a bit more.
The team began to turn around and head towards that winding mountain path.
Huang San's heart was gloomy and need not be mentioned, but he also didn't know that in the surrounding grass forest, there were pairs of eyes staring at the troops.
Xu Shenji has been running around all the mountain strongholds of Qingniu Mountain these past few days, saying the same thing: Heishi City is going to send a large army to attack the bandits in Qingniu Mountain.
No one would believe what he said, but they would always suspect and send someone to check. When Han Xuanzi's troops arrived near Qingniu Mountain, they had already been spotted and quickly reported back to the various mountain strongholds.
A thousand-man army is approaching, all the mountain strongholds are on high alert.
Fei Hu Village, Apricot Flower Ridge, Dog Head Ridge, Wild Boar Forest, Bald Head Slope... The leaders of each mountain stronghold are hiding in the mountains and forests on both sides of the official road, with everyone having a dagger in their back.
Among them was a man in black, with a large knife in his hand shining with cold light. He was the master of Feihu Fort, Gao Feihu, and beside him was another person, his younger brother Gao Feibao.
"Big brother, they seem to be heading for Hamao Ridge, not us."
"There are only a few people left in the Ha Ma Village, is it worth sending so many soldiers to attack?" Gao Fei Hu furrowed his brow, also unable to understand the reasoning: "Alas, if the military advisor were here, that would be great. Let's take a look first and see what's going on today."
