Chapter 141: The Most Masculine and the Most Vigorous

Chapter 141: The Most Masculine and the Most Vigorous

Chapter 141: The Most Masculine and the Most Vigorous
Outside Yanmen Pass, the snow covered the vast plains, and the sky and the earth were covered with a vast expanse of white.

Two goshawks were circling in the sky, screaming from time to time.

"Drive! Drive!"

"Boys, speed up and don't let the wolf cub escape."

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After more than ten miles, the red flame slowed down and crossed the solidified water surface one by one. The horseshoes stepped out small pits in the ice and lined up on the north bank after crossing the river.

They had goose-feather swords hanging from their waists, wore mandarin duck-shaped battle jackets, and cloth-covered iron armor on the outside, with only their sharp eyes showing. They looked like a burning flame on the vast snowfield.

In addition to these standard weapons, they were also equipped with bows and crossbows, firearms, short axes, iron bones and other weapons according to personal habits.

The Northern Sweeping Cavalry were the elite troops of the Nine Garrisons, the most important weapon of the military and the country. After numerous rounds of selection, there were only 7,000 of them, and they were said to be able to defeat five Barbarians with one horse.

The leading rider, recognizing the flag from his armor, was a guerrilla general named Lu, who stopped his horse on the north bank.

"Captain Wu!"

A rider came over and said, "I am here!"

The lieutenant general laughed and said, "Damn it, where have we chased them to?"

The bearded man, carrying a long tube with a map on his back, bowed and said, "General, we have just crossed the Caojiao River. We are exactly 300 miles out of the border."

The lieutenant general waved his whip, looked around, and laughed: "Three hundred miles? If we are not careful, we will fall into the wolf's belly. How can you be the chief map officer? You are sending five hundred brothers into the tiger's mouth."

"Otherwise, why did Mr. Wu Qian choose such a name? Hahaha."

"Old Wu is dazzled. You can no longer be the Chief of the Chart. Next time, just send these hundreds of birds to the Wolf Court and they will become dead birds."

"It's a good idea to go to the Wolf Court, capture the old wolf, and learn from the champion general to make a name for myself in history."

The Northern Sweeping Cavalry laughed loudly upon hearing this. They had a demeanor that disregarded life and death, and they were worthy of being the best among all the Ming armies.

The bearded man asked, "Are you still going to chase us, General?"

The lieutenant general put his hands on the awning, looked at the two hawks in the sky, and said with a smile: "Wu Tiande, are you scared?"

"I'm not afraid, but as the map officer, I should do my duty to remind them. If we go further, we will be close to the Wolf Court. If we don't have enough horsepower and can't catch up with the wolf cub, we may be surrounded by the cavalry of the old wolf."

This place is three hundred miles away from Wolf Court, and the five hundred Ming cavalry have reached the edge of the tiger's mouth.

The lieutenant general rode in front of them and glanced at the red-armored cavalry.

"Brothers, the wolf cub is Yesen's adopted son, Hoxha, known as a loyal dog in front of the tent, and is proficient in the culture of the Central Plains. The bounty on his head is the same as Yesen's three biological wolf cubs. This time he sneaked into the sentry post and discovered his whereabouts. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. This general cannot afford to let the fat meat slip away!"

"Old Lu, keep talking nonsense. The wolf cub has escaped. What should we do? You give the order."

A moment later.

A hundred riders chased northward, each man on three horses, galloping at full speed.

Seeing Lu Huaishuo's back disappearing in the flying snow, Wu Tiande turned around, chose a place sheltered from the wind and snow, and arranged to set up camp. Two hundred horses and four hundred elite soldiers were enough to deal with the Wolf Court's ordinary thousand-man team.

A man and a horse stood on the snow slope, looking towards the north.

The man was wearing cloth-covered iron armor, revealing only two extremely beautiful phoenix eyes. He was motionless, like an ice sculpture.

Wu Tiande climbed up the snow slope. With his round belly and a wine bag in hand, he walked to the front of the horse and said with a smile, "Don't look. General Lu agreed to return south in two hours, and it's not time yet."

The man did not speak either, his face was facing the sky with his eyes closed.

Wu Tiande didn't pay any attention. He sat on the snow, drank a few sips of liquor, and when his body was a little warmer, he muttered to himself.

"General Lu has a weird temper and loves to complain. He is not liked by his superiors. He has made countless contributions, but he has been a guerrilla general for seven years. This is in the Northern Sweeping Cavalry! People with the same qualifications have become deputy generals at the worst. You are the same. You have great skills, but your temper is even weirder. I have known you for two months and I have never heard you say a few words."

Two months ago, a young man came to the camp with eight cloth packages to join the army. After inspection, Lu Huaishuo confirmed that it was the head of Tie Yaozi. He immediately accepted him, appointed him as a centurion, and assigned him to be under Wu Tiande.

The Northern Sweeping Cavalry had made countless contributions, and almost everyone of them held an official position, and a thousand households only managed about thirty cavalrymen.

"Brother Lan, Old Wu can tell fortunes from your face. You are born rich and noble, with the appearance of a dragon. It's a pity for you to be mixed up with a bunch of us warriors."

"General Chen, Commander Wang, and Garrison Commander Zhao, their wives all asked me about Brother Lan's birth date and are interested in taking you as their son-in-law..."

Captain Lan's appearance was secondary. It was the fact that he could kill eight Iron Harriers with his own hands that made the generals want to win him over.

The Iron Harriers are composed of archers who are highly skilled in martial arts and have killed countless people.

Hundreds of border cavalry once chased three Iron Harriers out of the camp, but ended up shooting and killing fifty or sixty of them without even touching a hair of the enemy.

The name of Iron Harrier made him famous in all nine borders.

Lan Baihu opened his eyes and looked towards the sky: "I'm back!"

"Who's back?"

Wu Tiande was startled and stood up to look towards the north. The sky was the same color and there was nothing there.

"Brother Lan, what are you talking about?"

After dozens of breaths, a black dot flew in from the horizon, making a shrill cry.

"Goshawk, what about the other one?" Wu Tiande's face suddenly changed. The two goshawks were raised by Lu Huaishuo. They were very intelligent and always accompanied him in the expeditions.

He suddenly realized that something had happened to the hundred or so cavalrymen led by Lu Huaishuo.

"I go first."

Lan Baihu clamped his legs around the horse's belly, leaped down the snow slope, and was caught in the wind and snow.

Eighty miles to the northeast, there is a snow-covered stone mountain.

The wolf-head flag fluttered in the wind and snow, and more than a thousand grassland cavalry surrounded the stone mountain which was only two hundred steps wide.

Sixteen Hu cavalrymen wearing tiger-skin hats stood on the snow in groups of three or two, drawing their bows. Every time they shot an arrow, a warhorse on the mountain would fall to the ground, splashing ice and snow and neighing in pain.

Lu Huaishuo fired two arrows in succession, knocking down the grassland cavalry near the foot of the mountain.

He looked around and saw only sixty-seven people, most of them were injured.

People can use rocks and snow trenches for shelter, but it is difficult for war horses to avoid being exposed to the arrows of the Iron Harriers.

More than a hundred war horses, half of them fell, and blood-red flowers bloomed on the snow.

Even if the bullet didn't hit a vital part, death would only be a matter of time due to blood loss in the hypothermia.

Lu Huaishuo looked at everyone with a serious expression: "If all the war horses die, we will be trapped in a jar!"

"General, let's fight."

"We just have to fight!"

"With the Iron Harriers here and more than a thousand grassland cavalry, even if Captain Wu arrives, he may not be able to rescue us."

Lu Huaishuo had always had bad luck in the first half of his life, and this time was no exception.

When they were about to catch up with Hoxha, they met a team of Iron Harriers returning from a mission. The two sides fought fiercely, and each won and lost. At this time, another thousand cavalrymen from the grassland came to join the battle. The Sweeping Northern Cavalry were defeated and fled all the way to this stone mountain.

"Brothers, charge south--"

When Lu Huaishuo was about to order everyone to mount their horses, he suddenly heard a long cry, and a goshawk with its wings spread appeared in the sky. It had originally left, but now flew back.

"Our people are coming!"

The red-armored Ming cavalry came from the south, as fast as lightning, and rushed towards the enemy.

"Is he crazy? Alone?"

"General, let's go and support him. We are all comrades, and even if we have to die, we should die together."

"and many more!"

Although the man's face was covered with cloth armor, his figure was somewhat familiar. Moreover, in Lu Huaishuo's eyes, perhaps he was the only one who had the ability and courage to break into the enemy camp alone.

"suddenly!"

Lan Baihu leaped up on his horse's back, flew forward four or five feet, and caught the wolf-tooth feather arrow shot by the Iron Kites in mid-air.

Before the two men could react, he threw the arrow back. The arrow shot by the grassland man seemed to have met its natural enemy. It turned in the air and penetrated into his forehead, knocking the two men off their horses.

"Is this the master from Central Plains?"

Under the Wolf Head Flag, Hoxha was extremely horrified and quickly called back the cavalry that was besieging the Stone Mountain and charged towards the man.

"Kill!"

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"Lord Hoxha has issued an order that whoever captures this man will be rewarded with a hundred gold coins and made the leader of a thousand men."

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"Stop him!"

"Protect Master Hoxha!"

The man walked as fast as the wind and dodged the dense arrows.

Wherever it passed, a red fog was raised in the sky, and the grassland cavalrymen and their horses fell to the ground, one after another falling under the goose-feather knife.

"Well done!"

Lu Huaishuo's eyes lit up and his blood boiled. He was in a high position and could see clearly that the other party was going after Hoxha. It was like taking something from a bag to take a general's head in the midst of thousands of soldiers.

"The energy of harmony is only in its infancy. Don't move it lightly anymore."

Captain Lan looked at the waves of cavalry coming like tides, chuckled, pushed off the ground with his legs, and leaped seventy or eighty feet high. He changed his body shape in the air, brushed past flying arrows, and swooped down at the grassland nobleman under the Wolf Head flag like an eagle.

"No! Protect the adults."

Under the wolf-head flag, the man's legs were like whips, sweeping away the surrounding guards, riding a horse, and putting his hand on the shoulder of Yesen's adopted son. The other party trembled slightly and dared not move again.

“Are you Hoxha?”

(End of this chapter)