Luo Shiqi was astonished. "Wolf Head! There are only about 700 Mongolian soldiers, and they're stuck in the Wild Wolf Valley. There's not enough for Ma Daleng and Crazy Kong to eat. I haven't even seen a hair, so where did the fat come from?"

Zhu Qing didn't intend to tell him. After all, he still had some childish temper: "I'll hold it to death. Just wait, you'll know soon."

Luo Shiqi was the kind of guy who wouldn't give up until he got the answer. He stopped Zhu Qing and said, "No, Wolf Head, you have to tell me, or you can't leave!"

Zhu Qing didn't give him any face at all: "You are committing treason, so I won't tell you!"

Luo Shiqi immediately softened, not knowing what Zhu Qing had done. The three unruly blue wolves were completely devoted to Wolf Head, and in front of Wolf Head, he could only tuck his tail between his legs: "Wolf Head, I beg you, tell me, I, I promise to be the first to charge!"

Zhu Qing glanced at him and asked, "Tell you?"

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The leader of the Wolf Third Regiment, Luo Shiqi, nodded vigorously: "Yeah, yeah." His eyes were full of anticipation.

Zhu Qing smiled, his smile was ambiguous, and then he put away his smile: "I won't tell you!"

Unexpectedly, Luo Shiqi was so persistent that he chased after him again. Since Wolf Head refused to give in, he had to tempt him with benefits: "Boss, tell me, I will give you the first gift of the spoils I get."

Zhu Qing was finally moved. He looked Luo Shiqi up and down and said, "Well, if you can get me a centurion's scimitar, I'll tell you."

Luo Shiqi patted his chest and said, "Deal!"

"Come here." Zhu Qing waved his hand. This was a military secret and only high-level officials knew it.

Luo Shiqi was initially worried that all the credit would go to Ma Wen and Kong Fuzi, so he eagerly followed Zhu Qing into the makeshift tent.

There were two lieutenant generals in the tent. Zhu Qing waved his hand and said, "You two should get out too."

The two lieutenant generals did not dare to delay and walked out, leaving only Zhu Qing and Luo Shiqi in the tent.

Zhu Qing opened the map he had pulled out of his pocket and said, "Qing Lao San, look here. This group of cavalrymen from Wild Wolf Valley is most likely from Quanzhou, a hundred and seventy miles away from Heshui Town."

Luo Shiqi was surprised: "Boss, you mean these Mongolian soldiers are from Quanzhou Gert?"

Zhu Qing nodded. "Gert's purpose is clear. He's sending this cavalry to capture Qingmen Pass. Then he'll lead his army straight to Heshui Town. Once Heshui Town is captured, Han Shizhong's forces will be cut in two."

Luo Shiqi still didn't quite understand. He touched the back of his head and said, "Boss, are you asking me to attack Quanzhou?"

Zhu Qing kicked him in frustration and said, "Quanzhou has nearly ten thousand Mongolian troops, and you, with your Third Regiment, less than a thousand, are going to die. We've surrounded the Wild Wolf Valley team. If you were Gert, what would you do?"

Luo Shiqi's eyes sparkled: "Yes, yes, yes, Gert will definitely send troops to rescue. Then I will block them on the road and attack their reinforcements! Great idea, great idea! Hahahaha..."

Zhu Qing pointed to a spot surrounded by peaks on the map and said, "Rockhill. The terrain here is difficult to defend and difficult to attack. I've read the records of the battle between Gert and Han Shizhong. He's a cautious man. He will definitely leave some soldiers to defend Quanzhou. The reinforcements he sends to Wolf Valley will not exceed two thousand. You block them at Rockhill. Once Gert's reinforcements arrive, we will make sure he never returns!"

The captain of this Mongolian detachment was Batu. They had crossed the rugged Qinggang slope and were about to infiltrate the Wild Wolf Valley.

Tenger, the centurion under his command, rode over on a fast horse and said, "Captain, the Wild Wolf Valley is a dangerous place. To prevent an enemy ambush, should we spread out our formation?"

Batuwu raised his beard and swung his scimitar. "We've been battling the Song army for so long. When have they ever dared to leave the city for a decisive battle? General Gert ordered us to seize Qingmen Pass as quickly as possible. Stretching out like this is a waste of time."

Tengger advised: "But the foxes on the grassland are too cunning. Even the bravest hunters should be wary. May Changsheng bless us and don't let the vultures catch your eyes."

Batuwu pondered for a moment and said, "Tengger, you're right. A smart hunter should be wary of cunning foxes. But I will use my bow and arrow to blind that damn vulture. Tell my brothers to stretch out the team and get out of the Wild Wolf Valley before dark."

Mongolians speak a simple language and like to use proverbs to describe things, which can be regarded as a major feature of Mongolian.

Mongolian soldiers were divided into several levels, including decapitation, centurion, thousand-man commander, and ten-thousand-man commander. The advantage of this was that the army could be commanded extremely efficiently.

At the same time, their military discipline is also the strictest, and the concept of superiors and subordinates is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Zhu Qing's Iron Wolf Army learned this organization from the Mongolian army.

However, generals of the same rank often disagreed with each other and even fought each other, as long as no one was killed. The Mongol Khan Kublai even believed that fighting would help to boost the morale of the soldiers.

As soon as Batwu's order was passed down, the two centurions started fighting.

The two men jumped off their horses and hit each other with their bodies. The Mongolians were as strong as bulls, and the two centurions argued while fighting.

"Sangjir, Ganbada, what are you two doing!" Batu whipped the two men and separated them.

The two glared at each other angrily, and the centurion named Sangjir said angrily: "Ujina is my woman!"

Another centurion named Ganbada shouted at him: "Uzhina is not your woman. You snatched her back from the Tatar tribe. You shouldn't have hit her when you were drunk. She should have the right to make her own choice. You coward!"

It turned out that the two were fighting for a woman. Conflicts often broke out between tribes within Mongolia, and they were often over issues of women and cattle and sheep.

Sangjir became even angrier, because Ganbada was his Anda, which means brother.

It was indeed he who had snatched back the woman named Ujina from the Tatar tribe. After snatching back Ujina, Sangjier invited Ganbada to drink.

But after all this time, Wujina actually fell in love with Ganbada, which made Sangji angry, so the two broke up because of a woman.

The Mongols attached great importance to personal property relations. Since Wujina was taken back by Sanjier, she belonged to Sanjier. As long as Sanjier was unwilling, Ganbada could not get Wujina and could only watch helplessly.

Sangjier laughed: "Ujina is my woman, I can beat her if I want to, and scold her if I want to!"

"You!" Ganbada was furious, waving his fist and trying to pounce.

"Enough!" Batuwu roared angrily, "Hornless bulls love to fight, and people without talent love to argue. Do you two really want to fight to the death for a woman? Are you worthy of being a centurion? If you two want to get Wujina, let Changsheng be your witness. Whoever climbs the tower of Qingmen Pass first will get Wujina!"

PS: Thanks to Dasong Lianmei for the reward.

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