The north wind is howling and the yellow sand is rolling.
The sky above the distant desert has become extremely gloomy, and a strong sense of oppression is about to overwhelm you, making people feel very depressed.
The Beidi tribe rose up on the shores of the Hanhai Lake at the northernmost end of the desert. By continuously conquering and annexing other tribes in the desert, they gradually became a powerful nomadic regime to the north of Dayin.
Its ruler, Moye Chanyu, divided the desert grassland into many kingdoms to manage. They grazed the animals in leisure time and gathered them together to form soldiers in wartime.
Each king was a cavalry commander, commanding more than 10,000 households.
The silver-armored Tartar who fought with Zhao Muyun and his men at the foot of Black Camel Mountain last time was a captain under the command of King Zhelan of the southern grasslands of Beidi.
Tang Yanhai told Zhao Muyun that this silver-armored captain and his tribe were entrenched at the foot of the Daqing Mountain, a hundred miles north of the buffer zone between Dayin and Beidi, next to a beautiful lake called Canglang Lake.
As Tang Yanhai and other scouts from the beacon towers continued to conduct in-depth reconnaissance, they discovered that besides the Silver-Armored Tartar tribe, many more Tartar tribes had come from other places.
Along the shores of Canglang Lake, there are more and more tents, cattle, sheep and horses, and the flags are becoming more and more dense!
It seems that the King Zhelan of the Northern Di tribe living under the Daqing Mountains is going to organize all his cavalry to march south.
If the Northern Di are less than ten thousand, they will be invincible!
Once ten thousand Northern Di Tartar cavalry arrive, they will fill the mountains and plains.
Shuozhou Prefecture only had the military strength of one Zhechoufu, which was like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
Jingbian Military Town began to get tense!
The day before, Zhong Dahu convened a meeting of the squad leaders of each beacon tower and conveyed the order from the Zhechoufu.
Based on the speed of the Northern Di Tartars' assembly, a large-scale military operation is expected in a month.
The imperial court has sent a senior official from the central government to lead the army in Jinyang and deploy the military forces of various prefectures in Hedong Road to fight a fierce battle with the Northern Di Tartars in the Shuozhou area, trying to keep the enemy out of the country.
At the same time, Hexi Road, Guannei Road, Henan Road and other places also dispatched at least thirty Zhechoufu troops to participate in the war.
The Zhechoufu ordered all military garrisons to closely monitor the movements of the Northern Di.
Whenever there was any sign of trouble, they would immediately sound a warning with smoke signals, evacuate the beacon tower in time, enter the military town and hold it, waiting for the arrival of the troops from Shuozhou.
As to how long it will last, it is not clear yet.
Zhao Muyun had long guessed that there would be a big battle between Beidi and Dayin.
After he returned from the military town, the first thing he did was to intensify the training of his soldiers.
As for the murder to silence witnesses in Black Camel Mountain, he had long forgotten it.
"go ahead!"
“Back off!”
"Arrow cover!"
"Charge!"
Inside the beacon tower of Yanqingdun, Zhao Muyun and his nine men practiced battle formations and coordinated combat.
As Zhao Muyun continued to give orders, the entire team kept moving and changing, and their actions were very unified and absolutely sluggish.
The nine men under him never slacked off in their daily training. They had meat for every meal and their nutrition was adequate. After a month, their physical fitness had changed visibly.
With the war approaching, the time left for them to train is getting less and less, and tension and depression are written all over their faces.
As a soldier at the border, it is your destiny to die on the battlefield.
Some people are afraid, while others are looking forward to the day when war will come.
After practicing for a while, everyone sat down to drink water and rest.
At this time, a rider carrying a package came galloping from a beacon tower behind.
"The war is coming, I'm afraid this will be the last time we contact our family!"
Seeing the appearance of this cavalryman, Han Zhong felt a little sad.
"Huh? Why?" Zhao Muyun asked curiously.
"Zhao Tou, don't you know? He's a postman. If our family writes to us, or if we want to send a letter home to report our safety, he will deliver it."
Han Zhong explained, "I'm just thinking about what I want to take home."
"oh!"
Zhao Muyun was stunned.
The soul passed through this body and also inherited the memories of the original owner.
There is a mother and a brother in the family, a few acres of thin land, and a mud house.
But at this moment, Zhao Muyun really didn't know what message to convey to his mother and brother whom he had never met.
After a while, the postman entered the beacon tower and everyone surrounded him.
The postman took out some letters from the package: "Ma Liang, Tian Qing, you have letters from home! Wu Shangzhi, your family sent you a piece of clothing! Shi Yong, your family sent you a bag of cakes..."
People who don’t have letters from home will inevitably feel a little lost, so they think about writing letters to their families to express their longing.
Although Zhao Muyun taught them to sing and read, they still had difficulty writing letters.
They found Han Zhong and Zhao Muyun and asked them to help write it.
Zhao Muyun was naturally happy to do so. After all, after explaining everything to his family, he could go into battle and kill the enemy with peace of mind.
"Captain Zhao, here's your letter from home!"
The postman handed a letter to Zhao Muyun.
Zhao Muyun stopped writing and asked the postman to help him write the letter. He took the letter and walked aside.
After opening it, there was only one line of words: Your brother is in an accident and is in critical condition. Your mother is heartbroken. Can you go home to visit him?
What!
In the original owner's memory, his elder brother Zhao Pu was an honest farmer who never caused trouble. How could something suddenly happen to him?
And his life is in danger, how serious is this!
Zhao Muyun's expression suddenly became serious.
Although his home was in Wuzhou City, less than seventy or eighty miles away from Jingbian Military Town, he could reach there in one day by fast horse.
Given the current situation of the beacon tower, it wouldn't have any impact if he rushed back and came back again.
I don’t know if this will affect my future!
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