It Starts With A Mountain

Chapter 597

The sun was setting, and the sky was dark. Zhong Mushan and Mo Xiaohu were leaning against the carriage, and they were also weak and could not get their spirits up.

This way, Zhong Mushan is not without eyes, he already knows what the caravan is pulling. If Qi Ruhai just sent some cloth porcelain, pots and pans to the Rong people, Zhong Mushan wouldn't care. But the carriages were loaded with sharp weapons.

Give weapons to the Rong tribe on the grasslands, and at some point, these weapons will be chopped on the heads of the people of the empire.

What is this called.

Zhong Mushan cursed in his heart, and was already a little unhappy. They came out of the academy and studied loyalty, filial piety, courtesy, wisdom, and faith, but now they are doing a traitorous act.

If he was angry with Qi Ruhai, but the other party was kind to him after all. But if you don't do anything, the stain will hang on your body and can't be washed off.

So Zhong Mushan was in a bad mood, no matter how he chose the two paths, they were wrong.

At this time, a man from the Rong tribe came over and said in a rough voice: "Hey, you two come here."

Zhong Mushan and Mo Xiaohu were at a loss, and they didn't know why they were looking for them. But he also stood up and followed the Rong man into the tent.

The two met the leader of the Fire Tribe, a one-eyed young man sitting behind the handsome case, who didn't look very old. Zhong Mushan did not expect that the leader of this Rong tribe was so young.

Qi Ruhai stood up with a smile and said, "Two brothers, I have something good to discuss with you. This is a blessing from the sky."

Zhong Mushan looked at him strangely, and when Qi Ruhai finished speaking, his face sank on the spot. Although he didn't speak, Qi Ruhai knew what he wanted to say.

Even for ordinary imperial people, it is not an easy task for them to do things with the Rong people. What's more, someone like Zhong Mushan who grew up reading sages and sages still thinks about being loyal to the king and patriotism, so how could he help the Rong family.

Qi Ruhai sighed: "Brother, I know you look down on me, but the world is in chaos. Think about it, if you can eat a bowl of rice, who doesn't want to live a good life. You are all capable people, do you just think about burying everything in your life? study."

Zhong Mushan folded his hands and said, "Brother Qi, Zhong will keep your grace in mind. But if you want us to do things for the Rong family, it is absolutely impossible."

Qi Ruhai persuaded bitterly, but Ye Yuanhuo coughed lightly after the handsome case, interrupting what he wanted to say.

The eyes of the three of them all fell on Ye Yuanhuo, and they only heard him say: "Think about it carefully, if you are willing to do things for me, you may not be able to leave your name in the troubled times in the future, if you don't want to..."

"What do you want?" Mo Xiaohu couldn't help asking.

Ye Yuanhuo looked at him strangely: "Of course it was killed, otherwise what would happen?"

Zhong Mushan and Mo Xiaohu were both startled, feeling the murderous intent in the tent.

At this moment, a man of the Rong tribe strode into the tent and said, "Your Majesty, the situation is bad, and the northern barbarians have come over."

Ye Yuanhuo has been recharged, and the expansion forces want to attack the northern barbarian department. It's not that Jin Wenwen of the Northern Barbarians did not get any wind. He wanted to destroy the Northern Barbarians, and the Northern Barbarians also wanted to wipe out this tribe of fire that suddenly appeared.

"Call when you call, why are you panicking?" Ye Yuanhuo snorted: "Array, kill with me."

He stood up, pulled out the machete on his body, and strode out of the handsome tent. The young man who seemed extremely quiet just now stood up like a tiger.

Qi Ruhai was frightened, how could he be so unlucky to encounter such a thing. Killing and slashing indiscriminately, what would happen if one's own life was lost in the battle.

He leaned over to Zhong Mushan and said, "Two brothers, you have to save your elder brother, and don't let your elder brother be killed by the Rong clan."

Zhong Mushan looked at him wholeheartedly, clenched his saber and said, "Don't worry, you follow us, we will protect you."

The three walked out of the tent, only to see the turmoil in the north, and a group of people came to kill them. Zhong Mushan also studied the art of war and battle formation in the academy, but on paper it was superficial, and it was the first time that such a large-scale battle had been encountered.

Ye Yuanhuo stepped on the horse, flicked the machete in his hand, and gathered his men and horses together. The battle between the Rong tribes is still very simple. But it is simple to see that it is not simple. It is definitely not a simple thing to be able to gather soldiers together in a short period of time and organize a counterattack force.

At this point, Nohara Fire did a good job. Soldiers were quickly ready, and their morale was high. The courage of a soldier, the status of a general in the hearts of soldiers can also be seen from the morale of the soldiers.

The two men and horses charged at each other, each with the energy to devour a wolf, and slammed into each other as they approached. For a time, people turned on their backs, shouting and killing, and the screams rang out.

Together, Zhong Mushan and Mo Xiaohu hid Qi Ruhai behind him. Qi Ruhai was trembling with fright, hiding behind the two of them, not even daring to take his head. And Zhong Mushan and the two were not much better than him. After all, it was the first time they had witnessed such a battle with their own eyes.

The wars I read in the book, the number of soldiers killed in a certain battle, is nothing more than a series of numbers. But on the real battlefield, everyone's screams are so loud, and the blood flowing from everyone's body is so clear.

The real war turned out to be like this.

Zhong Mushan let out a long sigh in his heart. Only by seeing it with his own eyes can he realize how shallow his previous knowledge was.

And he also really saw the strength of the Rong clan, especially Ye Yuanhuo. In the chaos of the battle, he rode a red horse, which was a particularly conspicuous existence.

Like a group of red flames, flowing in the killing field, soldiers crowded behind it and broke into the center of the enemy's battle formation.

Wherever he goes, there is no one to stop him, and everything is like a smashing rot.

"Little Lake..." When Zhong Mushan opened his mouth, he realized that his voice was trembling.

"Senior brother..." Mo Xiaohu is not feeling very well now.

"It turns out that there are really famous generals in the world who are worth ten thousand." Zhong Mushan let out a long sigh.

This was a rushing battle, and the army commanded by Jin Wen wanted to take advantage of the unpreparedness of the enemy and engulf them in one fell swoop. However, he did not expect the opponent's organizational ability to be so strong, and he organized a resistance force in a short time. Therefore, if the enemy is not prepared for this attack, it becomes the enemy's leisurely work.

Today, the Beiman Division was completely at a disadvantage, and the battle formation was scattered. Jin Wenwen understood that it was very difficult for his side to win this battle today.

Then, in the chaos of the army, he saw the one-eyed wildfire.

"It's him?"

"What is he?"