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Chapter 100 Pingliang Fort

Hearing his father asking about the whereabouts of his third brother, Zhao Tinglei was silent for a moment before he said, "The third brother didn't tell me in detail, he only said that he would migrate to the Mida River Valley."

"Mida Valley?"

Zhao Yanjiao gasped, he was very familiar with this name.

Back then, he had led troops to fight several vicious battles here for the Wuda tribe.

There are reports in the army that there are currently eight alliance tribes stationed in the grasslands around the Mida River Valley, ranging from 50 people to 500 people, scattered all over the place.

With the strength of the Wuda tribe, although it will not be easily annexed by others, it is still a huge risk to face an alliance with three times its number.

In particular, the Wuda tribe has been under the wings of the Zhenbei Army for these years, and has long been regarded as a rebellious tribe by the Dilu Alliance.

If the alliance finds out their whereabouts, they will definitely be besieged.

"If he walks like this, you agree?"

Zhao Yanjiao stared at Zhao Tinglei fiercely, as if trying to see through his heart.

This is knowing that Xiao San is dying, and let him take the risk.

Zhao Tinglei knew that his father was jealous of him, but he couldn't bear the child not being able to trap the wolf, otherwise how would he stir up a war between the two sides.

Fortunately, the back road has been left, if the third brother is trapped, there is still Suijin Town to shelter.

Seeing that the eldest son was silent, he obviously acquiesced to the fact that he was taking advantage of the younger son.

Zhao Yanjiao closed his eyes and let out a long breath.

Now that the matter has come to this point, he can no longer blame the two for their audacity, so he can only grit his teeth and say, "If the Dilu people come to attack, beat them back hard and into the grassland."

Only by mixing the Zhenbei Army into the war as soon as possible can we share the pressure of Xiaosan.

Because there was no communication with Xiaosan when he entered the grassland, why the Pingliang Fort in the north of Hecheng was attacked, the two of them could only speculate.

"My son guessed that the third brother met other tribes during his migration and had a conflict...Then the defeated tribe lost their animals and had to rob Pingliang Fort."

In winter, the grasslands are snowed heavily, and the dripping water turns into ice. Under such circumstances, if one loses the cattle, sheep and horses in the yurt, one cannot survive.

The best case is to find the nearest other tribes, defect and merge to become someone else's slave.

Or enter the territory of the Wu Dynasty, roam and plunder, rest temporarily, and then enter the grassland in the spring.

The current situation in Pingliang Fort belongs to the second type, and the direction was chosen under guidance.

Zhao Yanjiao has been in the Northwest Territory for [-] years, and he has already known the local customs and customs, this is the most likely.

It's just that Xiaosan has to fight all the way, so I don't know what the loss will be.

The loss of contact with Pingliang Fort is a major event, and Tang Ying dispatched the first rescue team of 500 people to the fort.

After the Zhenbei Army fought a few tough battles with the Dilu people in the northwest in the first few years, a cat-and-cat game appeared.

The Dilu tribe was originally a nomadic people. The vast grassland was boundless, and the horses traveled fast here. The cavalry could appear in unexpected places at any time, burn, kill, loot, and then leave quickly.

As a result, the frontier residents suffered heavy losses, and the sergeants were tired of chasing them.

The Zhenbei Army could no longer search all over the world, so after the situation stabilized, they began to build guards and military forts.

All the troops were broken down into a chain, slowly enclosing the border of Yunzhou.

Although the method is stupid, the effect is better than chasing after the Dilu people.

Even repairing the fortifications was costly and took a long time, which also led to a serious shortage of military pay for the Zhenbei Army.

Pingliang Fort is one of the earliest military forts built.

The surface of Pingliang Fort, which is easy to defend and difficult to attack, is unremarkable. There are no high mountains and large gorges here, but a loess ridge with ravines. The guard is at the top of the ridge.

If you want to go from the ditch to the fort, you need to walk along the winding mountain road for half an hour.

There are no tall trees on Huangtu Ridge. As long as someone seriously stands on the sentry post in the fort and looks down, the surrounding area of ​​two miles can be seen at a glance.

Coupled with the slope at an upward angle, logs, arrows, and falling rocks can keep offenders under the fort.

Just like the Xuanwei army at this time.

A team of 500 people stood below in shock, looking up at Pingliang Fort crouching like a monster on the dirt ridge.

The flame of the beacon tower above has not been completely extinguished, and the curling smoke looks like a grimace opening its mouth to laugh.

Xuanwei's army feigned an attack just now, and they were only halfway up the climb when they were chased back by the randomly thrown logs.

"Liu Zongqi! Those beards are powerful. If the brothers rush forward, they will definitely suffer heavy losses."

Liu Kuan, the leader of the army, pursed his lips tightly, cursing inwardly.

The Zhenbei army was well fed, and they built a soil ridge so firmly that they couldn't climb it even if they wanted to.

He knew that it was impossible to sneak attack, so he could only resentfully said: "Set up camp a mile later, surround Pingliang Fort, and attack again at dawn."

Pingliang Fort is built with fired earth bricks, with rammed earth in the middle, and arrow holes and crenels are left on the walls.

In the fort, you can observe the battle situation from the crenel, and then throw stones at the enemy.

Arrows shot up from below can't break through the protection at all, but will be attacked from above.

Seeing that the Xuanwei army had returned without success, they had no choice but to retreat, and there was a burst of laughter in the fort.

A Dilu man wrapped in a leather robe and full of smell, looked down with a scimitar in his hand and spat, then put his hands on his hips and said, "What a bunch of cowards, fifteen grandpas can touch it, a large group of Xuanwei soldiers rushed I didn’t even dare to rush, but it’s a pity that the pile of stones prepared by Grandpa didn’t see blood.”

Beside them, five men in ragged clothes from the Wu Dynasty were desperately carrying the head-sized gravel onto the crenel of the wall, which was the log they dropped just now.

Not far away outside the fort, in the light and shadow of the torches, a group of men and women were also moving military supplies.

On the ground, more than a dozen headless corpses were placed among them, and those bodies were wearing Xuanwei military uniforms.

In the cold winter, the blood from the corpses froze on the ground, forming icy slag, which was then trampled into pieces, leaving dots of color everywhere.

In the dark night, a woman's painful scream pierced the sky, and the strong smell of meat filled the air.

A Dilu came out from a room not far away, and said loudly with a smile: "These women from the Wu Dynasty are as thin as lambs, and it's not fun to toss about."

As soon as the words fell, a Dilu who was patrolling with a machete scolded: "Aji, this is not our land, not our home, don't forget that our family, cattle and sheep are still in the Wuda tribe.

People from the Wu Dynasty have already attacked, if you don't restrain yourself, you will only die in the belly of a woman. "

His words made the Dilu who was wearing his belt furious instantly: "I will kill them, I will kill those white wolves to avenge my father."

"Okay, as long as you know how to take revenge, these Wuchao people are our slaves, not your playthings to vent your anger on, and we have to trade them for animals."

At this time, the Wu Dynasty men who were working around seemed not to hear, but just stared at the corpse on the ground with angry eyes.

These people are all military households in Pingliangbao, and most of the dozens of families were sent here because of crimes.

They hated the Dilu people, even though they knew that they would be used as slaves in exchange for livestock, but they hated those Xuanwei soldiers whose heads had been beheaded even more.

(End of this chapter)