General Yu Ling

Chapter 1 The Remnant Barbarians

In the northwest desert, the sky is full of wind and sand, and there is no one there.

The neighing of the horses startled a few black crows in the distance, and the black crows flew up, shouting with a voice as dry as an ancient well, resounding in the boundless desert sea.

It just makes people feel that the hairs are standing on end and they are frightened.

A small group of people is moving forward slowly.

The leading man was wearing a pure black cloak, his figure was tall and straight, his eyebrows were like spring mountains, his nose was like a peak, and his dark lips were slightly curved. He was obviously a handsome face with righteous dignity, but the corners of his eyes were slender. Peach blossom eyes, there is a taste of playing with the world between the eyebrows.

He suddenly waved his hand to signal the team to stop, and then turned over and got off the horse.

Nie Wucheng glanced at the sand vortex under his feet, it was obvious that someone had set up troops here.

I picked up a few tufts of dark mane in the gravel with my hands and rubbed it. The hair is coarse and has a wild smell. It seems to be a black-necked horse unique to barbarians.

Nie Wucheng frowned. Was it because there was not enough food left, and then he slaughtered the army horse?

If this is the case, such a great opportunity must not be let go.

They have been chasing the remnants of the barbarians for two months, fighting in the desert where the barbarians are good at, the soldiers are somewhat powerless.

Nie Wucheng notified the admirals in the border areas to temporarily prohibit the sale and transportation of grain and grass in the city, so as not to give the remnants of the barbarians any chance.

After a stalemate like this for half a month, the opponent must have been exhausted and short of food and grass. If they took advantage of the victory and pursued it, they would have a greater chance of taking down the remnants of the barbarians.

Thinking of this, Nie Wucheng ordered all the soldiers to dismount and walk forward.

Because horses have a keen sense of smell, if they smell the same kind of smell not far away, they will neigh and roar, causing unnecessary trouble.

After traveling like this for more than half an hour, I finally found some faint fires under a sand dune in the distance.

The weather in the desert is harsh and changeable, with extremely hot days and extremely cold nights.Now that the moon is in the middle hall, even the barbarians who grew up here have to light a fire at night to keep warm.

Nie Wucheng looked at it for a while and found that the sand dunes where the barbarians garrisoned were flat and wide, unable to use the undulating sand piles to hide and walk. He was frowning and thinking.Ding Ziqi crawled over behind him. As a native of the south of the Yangtze River, Mr. Ding was weak and weak because he was tortured by the harsh environment in the northwest desert.

He hated the remnants of the barbarians who had been fleeing for several months. He came to Nie Wucheng and said, "General, these barbarians have no brains and one nerve. If we use any tricks against them, it will be self-defeating. It is better to meet them head-on. Tell the big guys to rush forward, and just arrange some elite soldiers to go around behind the barbarians to lure them, and the barbarians will definitely think they are smart, thinking that this is a trick to divert the tiger away from the mountain."

Ding Zixi drew a sketch with his fingers on the sand, "It's not true, we use all our hands to annihilate the barbarians that fell out, and polish them bit by bit!" Speaking of this, Ding Zixi's eyes showed a fierce light.

Nie Wucheng thought about it for a while, then he felt that it was feasible, so he nodded.Ten elites were drawn out to go around behind the barbarians, while Nie Wucheng and the others followed not too far away.

In the big tent in the army.

Huchier's eyebrows were violent, and his eyes were bloodshot.He asked the attendant next to him, "How much food and grass are there in the army now?" The attendant showed bitterness, "Hama, the army horses in the team are almost slaughtered, but the soldiers still have no food to eat." Kicking the attendant down, he drew his sword and cut off his head, with a worried expression on his face, "Trash! Drag it down to fill the stomachs of the soldiers!"

Ma Mu stepped forward, calmly dragged away the attendant's body, and ordered people to remove the head and blood.

Hu Chi'er's eyebrows were heavy, he gritted his teeth, and cursed in his heart, Nie Wucheng!I'm going to pluck your skin and feed your flesh and blood to vultures!After a while, Huchier was about to speak.

A cavalryman came crawling from outside the tent. The cavalryman was panting and his face was red. "Speak to Hama! Nanling soldiers are coming!"

Hu Chi'er stood up vigorously, and slapped the wooden table, "Bold! Good Nie Wucheng, you are not greedy enough to swallow an elephant, dare to fight us head-on in the desert, I will let you come and never go!" said After that, he waved his hand and personally led the troops to prepare for the battle.

Jiza next to him took a step forward and called out, "Hama, this subordinate thinks there is a fraud in it. From this point of view, it is a trick used by the people of the Central Plains to divert the tiger away from the mountain. Once you leave, the enemy army will attack the camp in a short while. .”

Huchier frowned, "Well, Mamu is my right-hand man, and I will leave him in the camp to be in charge of commanding orders. Nie Wucheng thinks that a few victories will be great. The old jackals are competing, and they are still far behind!"

Huchier took Lot out of the stable.

Lott is a purebred maroon horse with a black neck. He has an arrogant temper and is good at fighting and protecting his master. He is a rare good horse.He has the unique characteristics of black-necked horses, with black and thick mane on the neck, long feet and wide hooves, which is a horse breed suitable for riding in the desert.

Huchier touched Lot's horse's head, and Lot sneezed loudly, restless.

Huchier took Lot's rein, "Let's go!"

Nie Wucheng and others not far away watched the battle ahead and waited for the opportunity.Ding Zixi was wrapped in a jacket at the back, shivering from the cold, "General, General, I think that barbarian has lost his strength after fighting with the soldiers for so long, should we attack now?"

Nie Wucheng shook his head, "No, according to Huchier's heart, he will come later, he is the most important." Ding Zixi nodded, "Oh."

Sure enough, after a while, there was a neighing sound in the distance.Huchier rode Lott and rushed out wielding a long knife with a tiger's head.As soon as he came, the Nanling soldiers fought hard, and they were about to lose the wind.

Nie Wucheng was the first to bear the brunt, drew out the soft sword at his waist, and slashed at Lot's horseshoe.Luo Te was naturally keen, jumped up, but still couldn't dodge, was scratched on the hind tendon, and immediately collapsed to the ground.

Hu Chi'er turned around and landed beside the horse.Turning around to block Nie Wucheng's soft sword, the veins on his forehead bulged, and he said with a hideous smile, "General Nie is like those women with small feet, but he made such a soft thing. I think Marquis Nie is also a useless coward who raised a woman Like a son, hahaha!"

Nie Wucheng looked indifferently, looking at Huchi'er quietly, Huchi'er's eyes were cloudy, there was a beast in his eyes, his legs and feet were swollen, his mouth turned out, he was no different from a wild animal.It appears that cannibalism has been around for a while.

Nie Wucheng sneered, "Do you think everyone is the same as you, a beast? A woman who likes to play with her father, kills her father to seize the throne, rapes her mother, and gives birth to offspring. But a wild dog that can bark at others, how dare you Arrogant."

Hu Chi'er was so angry that his face was blue and purple, and he cursed: "You little bastard with a smell of milk, I will chop you up!" As he said, he rushed up the tiger with a tiger's head and a long sword dancing.The sword technique is sharp and the moves are deadly. Unlike ordinary reckless men, Hu Chi'er's sword technique is exquisite and hits the vital point directly.

When Hu Chi'er slashed down again, Nie Wucheng blocked it with his soft sword, leaning forward and quickly moved to Hu Chi'er's side.Pulling out the short blade from his sleeve, he stabbed Huchier's heart fiercely. Huchier reacted sharply. He used all his elbows to separate the short blade from Nie Wucheng, but a bloody gash was cut on his arm. He was about to yell, but felt Severe pain in the heart and mouth, lightheaded.

Huchier was shocked, "You despicable little bastard! How dare you use poison!"

Nie Wucheng narrowed his eyes, "Despicable? You slaughtered thousands of innocent refugees and lured our soldiers into your trap. One hundred and three soldiers were humiliated by you in every possible way and ripped open! How dare you call me despicable?! Don't worry, old man , this poison cannot kill anyone, I will never let you die easily."

Huchier stood up, picked up the long knife with a tiger's head, the light of the knife flashed, and there was a neigh, and the horse's head fell to the ground, bleeding profusely.Then he was about to kill himself with a knife, Nie Wucheng stepped forward, folded his arm, and cut off Huchier's two tendons with a short blade.Huchier knelt down on the ground and said intermittently: "The jackal of the desert...how, how can he be so bullied!"

Nie Wucheng snorted coldly, "Wolf? Isn't it a dog? Drag him down, don't let him die."

After capturing Huchier, everything after that is very simple.

It didn't take much effort to wipe out the remnants of the barbarians.When they returned to the army's camp, all the generals were in high spirits and clamored for a celebration banquet.Nie Wucheng did not restrain him, and handed over the following matters to Ding Ziqi.I went back to the military tent to rest alone.