Reincarnation in the Three Kingdoms Era with a System

Chapter 624 624: 624 Supporting Yanmen County

At Yanmen Pass, a large number of mixed Wuhuan and Xianbei soldiers had been held back for half a month.

Defending this position was Hua Xiong, a burly man from Xiliang, nearly 1.9 meters tall, in his thirties, in the prime of his life.

The Wuhuan and Xianbei sent numerous generals to fight, but all were slain by Hua Xiong!

Completely blocked, this man stood guard here like an iron tower.

Budugen was the Xianbei leader of the Yunzhong and Yanmen area, commanding 60,000 to 70,000 soldiers. A tall man with a full beard, his eyes were sinister and ruthless; he was said to have a penchant for spitting human heads, though whether this was true or not was unknown.

"Kebineng, if we don't capture Yanmen County, all our cavalry efforts will have been in vain."

Compared to Budugen's height, Kebineng appeared rather thin. Among nomadic peoples, without absolute military strength, it was difficult to command respect.

Kebineng, however, did the opposite, becoming the leader of the Xianbei tribes near Dai Commandery and Shanggu.

"I heard the Han army reinforcements from Liangzhou have arrived? Are they plundering people?"

"Hmph, what does it matter? Those Han soldiers are just killing innocent people to claim credit." Budugen clearly hadn't paid attention to the changes in Liangzhou. Even if some small tribes were attacked, so what?

He didn't care about the lives of those lowly people at all; he wished they were dead so they wouldn't have to come to him for food in the winter.

The grasslands were barren, that was a fact. Coupled with the fact that the border of Bingzhou was already a mix of desert and wasteland, the nomadic people living there faced even greater hardship.

In winter, without grass to eat, large numbers of cattle and sheep would starve to death.

Unlike Africa, animals here couldn't migrate three thousand kilometers to places with lush pastures to continue their lives and reproduction.

The harsh environment and the overpopulation of cattle and sheep easily turned grasslands into wasteland, exacerbating desertification.

Therefore, the Xianbei people had always longed to enter the Central Plains and live on fertile land.

Faced with Budugen's disdain, Kebineng gritted his teeth. This beast had demanded women and livestock from him, threatening war if he refused. He only had forty or fifty thousand troops, and they weren't even concentrated in his hands. Against Budugen, he had lost more often than he won. He couldn't forget the woman he loved being taken away by Budugen; he couldn't forget that humiliation.

"That Han army is very capable. Even King Cheliji has surrendered. Now that they've come, I think we should withdraw our troops."

"Withdraw our troops? Hahaha! Kebineng, you're just a clown! Nanlou, what do you think!" Budugen laughed loudly, showing extreme disdain and showing no intention of giving him face in front of everyone.

Nanlou was a leader of the Wuhuan, with another leader, Tadun, beside him.

Both of them harbored ulterior motives towards the Xianbei tribe, and both sides were scheming against each other.

The Wuhuan schemed against the Xianbei, and the Xianbei schemed against the Wuhuan.

Meanwhile, the four leaders were also scheming against each other, none wanting to suffer a loss.

They all knew that Hua Xiong had to be captured. In fact, a full-scale attack would have a high probability of taking Yanmen Pass.

However, they would inevitably suffer heavy casualties. It would be a case of the big fish eating the small fish, and the small fish eating the shrimp, in order to preserve their strength and eliminate their opponents.

So they dragged it out. If there had been a leader to command, things certainly wouldn't have turned out so badly.

This raid was primarily for plunder; responding to the call of the rebel Zhang Chun was a pretense.

They were merely using a pretext to come and plunder. All the men were killed, leaving only the women to reproduce. This is the cruelty of the border regions.

The collapsing army, with its formidable strength of 60,000 to 70,000 Wuhuan soldiers, knew all too well that if they didn't quickly capture Yanmen Pass, they would have no chance once the Han army arrived to reinforce them.

"Gentlemen, the Han reinforcements are on their way. I know what you're worried about. Once we capture Yanmen Pass, we'll distribute the spoils according to our casualties. Whoever suffers the most losses will receive the most food and women. By the true God, I swear in the name of my tribe!"

Such oaths are quite popular. This is because the person making the oath has status; otherwise, if it were just some random tribe, they wouldn't bother with it.

"Good, I support Chief Tadun's words. If we don't attack now, we'll only be able to go back and starve and freeze to death before reinforcements arrive!" Kebineng was the first to agree. His tribes were being ravaged by the Han army from Xiliang, and they desperately wanted to return to reinforce them. If they delayed any longer, their strongholds might be destroyed.

"Alright, I agree." Budugen didn't want to provoke Tadun; Tadun's soldiers were too formidable. Yanmen Pass.

"Reporting, General, the enemy has begun their attack." A personal guard reported.

"Good riddance! We've been bored to death! Hurry up and come to your deaths! Hahaha!" Hua Xiong's expression was ferocious. He pushed away the woman he had been forced upon. He was no saint; when lust took hold, he would seize women, and whoever he caught was doomed. If they resisted, he would kill them!

Strictly speaking, neither the Han army nor the foreign tribes were good people. The difference was that even when captured by the foreign tribes, they were only raped and used as breeding tools, yet they still managed to survive.

The Han army just played around and killed, probably afraid of being exposed.

In Dingxiang County, the capital, Lu Ming's ten thousand cavalry arrived just then.

Dong Zhuo immediately went out of the city to welcome him. Seeing his nephew again, the nephew who had once needed his help was now a governor, a powerful regional official, far surpassing him. He felt a complex mix of emotions, unsure of what to feel.

The old waves push the new waves, the old waves die on the beach!

"Uncle, long time no see!" Lu Ming said, bowing slightly. He even felt a little guilty.

That was probably because of the guilt he felt after sleeping with his voluptuous aunt, especially after getting her pregnant.

After all, although Dong Zhuo was using him, it was also a form of promotion. It was a two-way street. Family ties were just a threshold, a stepping stone; the key was still one's own ability.

"Anmin, you've shown promise again! Very good, very good. You've traveled a long way. Come, come in and have a drink." Dong Zhuo looked at the black-clad, black-armored cavalry. Even though their numbers were small, he could sense their power and strength from their sharp aura. Their ferocity, forged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood, was unmatched by ordinary soldiers!

If his own Flying Bear Army had faced these cavalry, they would likely have suffered a crushing defeat, with no chance of victory whatsoever!

If this elite force were his own, that old dog Ding Yuan would have been reduced to ashes long ago!