Chapter 66: Different sadness and joy

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The earth-shaking sound of hooves, the smoke and dust in the sky, and countless horses crossing the Great Wall, it was a strange scene.

It is both magnificent and exciting. How many opportunities can a person have in his life to watch such a magnificent scene?

Zhou Yang was so excited that his blood surged, his right hand clenched into a fist, his eyes wide open, and he didn't want to let go of any details.

Not only Zhou Yang has such an idea, Li Guang, Cheng Buzhi, Gongsun He, Gongsun Jian, Qin Wuhui, and others, who don’t think so?

Li Guang and Cheng Bushi fought with the Huns for decades. They never dreamed that one day they could seize so many horses from the Huns. With the horses, there were cavalry, and with cavalry, they could attack the Huns fiercely. The prospect was really wonderful, and tears of excitement surged in their eyes.

Qin Wuhui led the Qin dynasty's remnants to deal with the Huns for many years in Hexi. What they heard was how vulnerable the Han army was and looked down upon by the Huns. However, it was only a matter of time that the Han army used 10,000 cavalry to defeat the 100,000 Shanyu's army and took away so many horses. No words could be praised.

"Previous people: You all open your eyes and see, the Huns are in trouble!" Qin Wuhui prayed silently in his heart.

Li Guang was so excited that he roared to the sky with a long roar, and the roar was loud and rushed straight into the sky, like a galloping horse, striking away. Then, Li Guang sang loudly: "There are many heroes in the Yanhuang land, and it is not timid to fight a hundred people with one person..."

Everyone was already excited by the wonders in front of them. After listening to his singing, they could not bear it. They sang in unison: "No one is afraid, but hatred will be snow. Look at the blood of Chinese men! The blood of men is strong and heroic, and the heart is as strong as iron! Carrying a golden knife in his hand and wearing a white jade pendant, eating the head of an enemy chief in a hungry manner, drinking the blood of an enemy thirsty!"

The song spread from afar, and ten thousand cavalry sang in unison: "The love between children and daughters, let them go, the ambition of the vast sea, only to make a decision today! A man walks thousands of miles with his sword, kills Hu Jie all the way! The battle songs fly in the vast sea, and the song congratulates me on China! The Shanyu Wangting dances with steel swords, and the swords and swords stain the blood of the Huns! Set ambitions and keep a strange feud..."

The loud and majestic songs are mixed with the sound of "woof" crying. This is not a sad cry, but an excited cry, or a joyful cry!

Standing on the Great Wall and looking around, the horse is a huge tide, surging southward.

It took half a day to cross the Great Wall.

Zhou Yang looked south and saw a angry dragon rushing straight to the south. This was the smoke and dust splashed from horse hooves.

When the last horse passed the Great Wall, Zhou Yang and the others flew onto the horse, slapped their horses, and rushed towards the Han territory.

He soon arrived at Antao City. Antao was the first battle between the Han army and the Huns. It was here that Zhou Yang suddenly discovered that he was very good at using troops, although he had never done it before. It was under Zhou Yang's plan that Jianzhang Army achieved a record of more than 5,000 beheadings.

There are five hundred Han troops stationed in Antao City today. At this time, the Han army stood on the top of the city, waved its fists, roared with all its heart, and shouted loudly, "Long live the big man!"

They wanted to leave the city and welcome Zhou Yang and the others, but they could not leave the city. There was nothing else because hundreds of thousands of horses were galloping past the city like a tide, covering the city of Antao, and they could not leave the city at all.

They could only cheer in the city and express their excitement with their roars.

It was from Antao that the Han army began to fight back against the Huns. The bigger the battle, the bigger the results, and the more abundant the battle. When it arrived in Antao, Zhou Yang felt like he was going home.

Turning his head to look at Gongsun He, Gongsun He was looking at Zhou Yang, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

The defenders of Antao City wanted to keep General Zhou to rest. Zhou Yang refused. It was not that Zhou Yang didn't want to enter Antao City, he really wanted to go in. However, the battle was imminent, so there was no time to rest. He followed the team to Yanmen.

When Zhou Yang and the others arrived at Yanmen, they were shocked by a strange scene. Outside Yanmen City, there were horses everywhere and people everywhere, busy taking care of horses.

Everyone had their mouths split and became a lotus. The faces were filled with joy. They patted on this horse and knocked on that horse, and couldn't let go of it. They were even more happy than the last victory in Yanmen.

The people on the border know that the reason why the Han army could not defeat the Huns was that there were too few horses and had no cavalry, so they could only protect the territory and protect the people and could not take the initiative to attack. Now, with so many horses, the cavalry was about to emerge. With cavalry, the time for revenge was coming!

Not to mention defending the border, it is not a problem to go deep into the desert. How can they be unhappy?

The people on the border live in dire straits. They don’t know how many of their relatives and friends killed the Huns, and they are always looking forward to revenge.

How many families are happy and some are sad, the people are happy, but some are worried?

who?

This is Feng Jing, the prefect of Yanmen!

Zhou Yang's first impression when he saw Feng Jing was that Feng Jing's eyebrows were furrowed together and his face was filled with sorrow, as if someone had borrowed him millet and returned his chaff.

Li Guang was quick-talking, surprised and asked, "Mr. Feng, why are you worried?"

"Can I not worry?" Feng Jing's answer surprised everyone: "You are so great. What should I do if I get so many horses back in one go? I have to give them food and drink. I have sent all the people out, so I can't take care of them."

Although getting hundreds of thousands of horses is a joyful thing, it is also a huge burden.

That's hundreds of thousands of mouths, and the forage is an astronomical figure. Yanmen is not as good as the desert. You just need to drive the horse out and don't care about nothing. You can find grass to eat and water to drink. Where can you find grass in Yanmen? You have to feed it all.

Horses are more edible than humans. Hundreds of thousands of horses have to eat a mountain a day. It is unreasonable for Feng Jing, the prefect to be free of worries.

"This is a treasure, but the ancestors have to take good care of it. They cannot lose weight and have to preserve their combat power." Feng Jing spread his hands and felt helpless: "Where should I find so many grooms to feed? Where should I find so much food?"

The war horses must be taken care of carefully, otherwise they will lose weight. Once they lose weight, they will lose their combat power. In addition to ensuring that they are fat and strong, war horses also need training and must be taken out for a walk from time to time, which requires a lot of people.

The key reason why the horses of the Huns are extraordinary is that the Huns love horses. In the eyes of the Huns, horses are relatives and lovers, and they are taken care of very well.

"That's not simple. Just send it back to Shanyu." Li Guang was very straightforward and gave up the move.

"Ha ha!"

Cheng Buzhi laughed and patted Feng Jing's shoulder happily: "Congratulations to Lord Feng, you can finally serve the court! With your loyalty, you will definitely make the horse fat and strong. Let's drink and celebrate!"

Li Guang and Cheng Buzhi can give up, but Zhou Yang cannot. Who said he is the commander?

He waved his hand to stop everyone and said, "This matter must be dealt with quickly, and you cannot be delayed. I see that, sending people to drive the horses to the mainland and putting them in other cities for feeding. On the other hand, we must report to the emperor quickly and let the emperor send someone to accept them."

"It's better to be a handsome man!" Feng Jing's tense face showed a smile.

"Is the Grand Marshal okay?" Li Guang teased: "He is giving up and asking the emperor to worry about you."

It can be imagined that after receiving the report, Emperor Jing would definitely be so happy that he would be like something. Then he would be in trouble about how to deal with so many horses. He would open up a ranch, draw up a groom, and collect food and fodder... he would definitely be very busy.

Feng Jing immediately arranged the arrangements and sent someone to drive the horses away.

Zhou Yang, Li Guang, and Cheng didn't know that they were familiar with military affairs and were not very proficient in these political affairs, so they had to work with them. This busy work lasted for a long time.

The final inventory was completed. The war horses seized this time were not as much as Zhou Yang and his friends expected. Zhou Yang and his friends expected it to be 300,000, but in fact it was only more than 230,000, which was tens of thousands less than the rough estimate.

It’s not that Zhou Yang and the others have any problems with their vision, but that they have never seen so many horses, so they can’t figure it out correctly.

Even so, it would be a huge victory.

After everyone finished their work, they got together to drink and relieve their fatigue.

This time, we went deep into the desert, not only burned the baggage of Junchen Shanyu, but also seized so many horses, and defeated Junchen Shanyu's 100,000 troops. How joyful this is, Zhou Yang and the others drank, laughing and laughing at the dinner, and they were in a happy mood.

It was completely different from Zhou Yang and the others' laughter. At this time, the military minister Shanyu was experiencing shocking anger in the king's tent.

"You, you, are all pigs! They are all pigs!" Junchen Shanyu kicked the short case in front of him away, his face turned ashen, his chest fluttered like waves, and he looked at the ministers fiercely, holding the golden scepter tightly, exerting too much force, and his back of his hands turned white.

The ministers all hung their heads, lowered their eyebrows and looked pleased, and did not dare to show off their anger.

Zhou Yang burned hundreds of thousands of herders and countless cattle and sheep to death. Without cattle and sheep, what will the 500,000 army eat and drink?

Although the Huns claimed to have no logistics supplies, it was impossible. Everyone had to eat and drink. However, in the past, when they plundered, they brought food and drink with them, unlike the Han army, who needed civilians to transport supplies.

However, if the 500,000 army is not allowed to take food on its own, it is necessary for the herdsmen to drive cattle and sheep from the heels to supply the army.

To the Huns, so many cattle and sheep were burned to death, it was like a bolt from the blue. Before the battle started, there was no food. What a huge blow to the Huns.

In the shock and anger of the Junchen Shanyu, who dared to snatch his sharpness? Who dared to say something random? Everyone bowed their heads, pursing their lips tightly, for fear that if one accidentally would make a word come out.

"Why didn't you expect that the hateful Han people would come behind us?" Junchen Shanyu pointed at the ministers fiercely at the golden scepter in his right hand.

Who would have thought of this kind of thing? Didn’t you think of it?

Not only did you not expect, you also called us to the tent for a banquet. This time, it was as easy as drinking horse breasts. You said that the Han people were pigs and sheep to be slaughtered, and as soon as our army arrived, they would kill them all.

You even thought about getting married to Princess Nangong in Weiyang Palace.

You are simpler than we think. If we are pigs, what are you? We are a little smarter pig, you are a stupid stupid pig.

The ministers were complaining in their hearts, but they did not dare to speak out.

"A fire, a fire, will arouse the morale, murderous intention, and fighting spirit!" Junchen Shanyu beat his chest hard with his left hand, looking heartbroken: "Blood oath, blood oath, how many times have the Great Huns used in the thousands of years of history?"

The consequences of Zhou Yang's fire were very serious, which made the morale of the Huns take a sharp turn. The high morale disappeared, and the laughter and joy disappeared magically. The morale of the Huns was depressed and no longer thought that beating the Han Dynasty was as easy as drinking breasts.

This is completely different from when he was heading south from Longcheng. At that time, everyone in the Huns believed that this battle would win and would definitely enter Chang'an. However, now, even food is a problem, who dares to think so?

At that time, the most talked about the Huns during the march was that the Han people were timid and vulnerable. Now, the Han people were scolding the Han people the most, calling them despicable, shameless, and hateful, and did not dare to fight head-on with the Huns, and they used all these tricks of villain... They used all the swearing words they could think of.

But, is that useful? There is no despicable statement on the battlefield. As long as you lose your life, it is a clever one.

Junchen Shanyu cursed him so hard, pigs, cows, sheep, dogs... They could curse all the words they could think of. After the scolding, the ministers became numb and raised their heads slightly.

Junchen Shanyu was also tired of scolding and exhale, his anger was slightly calmer, and his breathing was evenly even.

The storm finally passed, and the ministers breathed a sigh of relief.

However, they had not relaxed in one breath, and saw Junchen Shanyu sitting on the golden throne, holding his head in his hands, and actually started to cry in front of the ministers.

The Huns were not as rude as the Han people. They were unhappy and cried as they wanted to.

It would be fine if he didn't cry, but when he cried, the ministers were confused. Everyone looked at me and I looked at you, looking at you with a confused look on their faces.

Finally, Yi Zhixie mustered up the courage and asked carefully: "Da Shanyu, why are you crying?"

"I'm not crying, it's a pity!" The words of the Junchen Shanyu were enough to confuse the ministers. He only sighed and said, "Horse, horse, hundreds of thousands of horses, fell into the hands of the Han people. Do you know how serious the consequences are?"

The ministers fought the Han Dynasty for a lifetime and knew very well about the inside story of the Han Dynasty. The reason why they could suppress the Han Dynasty was because the Han Dynasty had no cavalry. The reason why the Han Dynasty had no cavalry was because there were few horses in the Han Dynasty.

Do you still have to think about the consequences of hundreds of thousands of horses falling into the hands of the Han Dynasty?

The ministers seemed to have been hit by a hammer and kept silent.

Yi Zhixikuan Jiejunchen Chanyu: "Great Shanyu, please be content. Even if the Han Dynasty obtained hundreds of thousands of horses, we could not train cavalry in a short period of time, and we still have a chance of winning."

"King Zuo Guli, this is not what I worry about." Junchen Shanyu wiped his tears and explained: "It takes several years to train cavalry. In a few years, even if the Han Dynasty can have 100,000 or 200,000 cavalry, all of us in the Great Huns are cavalry, so there is no need to be afraid. But... Zhongxing said, you are from the Han Dynasty, you say."
To be continued...