Becoming a stepmother of three children gives me space

Half an hour later,

The big guys walked out of the imperial study, and Zhang He fell last.

He walked through the corridor, looked up at the sky, his eyes were empty, his thoughts drifting to who knows where.

The stage has been set, but whether he can grasp it or not is beyond his control.

"Bring the fourth one here."

Soon, Prince Qing was brought to the imperial study by Wei Zhong, where he bowed respectfully and stood aside.

"The war in the northwest is intense. Is it okay for you to send 3 men there?"

Prince Qing's face changed drastically, and he knelt on the ground:

"Father, I am willing to send all the troops in the palace, but I don't have 30,000 men..."

The Emperor's expression is interesting:

"you sure?"

Prince Qing's face turned pale, beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his expression began to struggle. After an unknown amount of time, he kowtowed heavily:

"My son, I know my mistake."

It doesn't matter whether you admit it or not. If the emperor thinks you have it, then you have it. Moreover, he does have a group of private soldiers of unknown origin, which is a taboo.

It is smarter to admit your mistakes readily than to resist stubbornly.

The emperor said calmly:

"Get up."

"Thank you, Father."

Prince Qing stood up, his head bowed. The Emperor did not speak immediately, and the Imperial Study fell into silence. This was due to psychological pressure. He spoke only when the time was right.

"I don't care whether you took those people in out of consideration for brotherhood or for your own reasons. The opportunity is before you. Defend the northwest, and I will consider pardoning them. I only care about the results. Go ahead."

"Thank you, Father."

Prince Qing turned around,

The fear on his face disappeared, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

High-end hunters often appear as prey. Who is the hunter? Who is the prey?

Zhang San also couldn't figure it out.

Two days ago, a tribe deep in the grassland was discovered migrating collectively, but the speed was very slow. Just today, a young man from the tribe, riding two horses, was seen galloping in a certain direction.

He followed them all the way and found that the Northern Barbarians were gathering, with a force of 15 and more troops were gathering.

"The message must be sent back!"

As soon as Zhang San had the thought, he realized something was wrong. He was discovered by the Northern Barbarian cavalry.

Turn around and run away without taking a cloud with you.

The same scene is being played out everywhere on the grassland. This is the hunting time for the northern barbarians. Hunting is also taking place in Wild Boar Ridge, except that the identities of hunter and prey are reversed.

In front of the Northern Barbarian Camp,

Zhou Jin personally led 600 cavalry and launched a charge.

In broad daylight, the northern barbarians never imagined that the Han people would attack them so openly.

"Enemy attack!"

The northern barbarians have very little vigilance;

They never thought that the enemy would appear here. They were going to set out for an expedition tomorrow. Many people were celebrating and could not organize an effective defense. The camp was easily broken through by 600 cavalry.

Zhou Jin didn't expect that the northern barbarian camp was easier to break than Jie Yaojie's belt. He broke through it so effortlessly?

You know, after repeated discussions on this raid, everyone thought that the cavalry would never return.

He personally led the team, and arranged the Tianzi team members on both sides of the team, each of them had 5 grenades,

The space was too small and there was no way to speed up and make a detour, so they had to stop and turn around on the spot, with the rear team becoming the front team. The stopped cavalry was surrounded by infantry, and if they couldn't speed up, they would become sitting ducks.

At this time, the wooden-handled grenade can clear the surrounding northern barbarians, buy time and space, and as long as the speed increases, you can kill them.

however,

The northern barbarians never thought that anyone would attack the camp. No one came to take care of them in the chaos. They stopped, turned around, and rushed out at full speed.

so awkward,

The northern barbarians ignored them. No one stopped them, and no one pursued them. The team stopped one mile away from the military camp.

"Do you want to rush again?"

Zhou Jin shook his head:

"Just wait and see."

No matter how slow the Northern Barbarians reacted, it was impossible for them to take no action at all. He even felt a little regretful. If they had brought explosives directly, perhaps there would be amazing results?

600 cavalrymen lined up outside the Northern Barbarian camp, blatantly teasing them. After a long time, thousands of cavalrymen finally rushed out from the leftmost camp and surrounded them in a fan shape.

The Northern Barbarian cavalry was so imposing that it seemed as if they were about to crush the 600 cavalrymen in front of them.

Zhou Jin's blood boiled, and he wanted to lead the team to counterattack.

"withdraw!"

The plan was to lure the enemy deep into the country, not to fight with the northern barbarians. Even if he didn't consider himself, he had to consider the soldiers and be responsible for the people in the northwest.

If the Northern Barbarian Army cannot be annihilated, the people in the northwest will suffer.

He waved his whip on the horses' buttocks and fled away with 600 riders, with the Northern Barbarian cavalry chasing after him.

Central tent,

Baturu was calmly putting on his armor when his personal guard came to report that all 3000 Tumed cavalrymen had chased him out.

"Hahaha! Beat him up! Beat him up until his brains are gushed out!"

"Notify the boys, let's go to the theater."

We will launch a general attack tomorrow, and we will consume the Tumed people today. Nothing can be more perfect than this.

The northern barbarians were very skilled in riding, so Zhou Jin did not dare to be careless at all. He had to keep a safe distance and make sure he kept the other party hooked and did not let them get off the hook.

The distance between the military camp and the ambush site was not far, and the horses ran very fast, quickly passing through the narrow pass of Wild Boar Ridge. When the last cavalryman crossed the safety line,

The soldiers who were waiting in ambush pulled out the barricades and formed three rows.

The Northern Barbarian cavalry saw the soldiers of Daxia from afar, with excitement burning in their eyes.

“Uh-huh!”

“Uh-huh!”

The Northern Barbarians were very good at fighting on horseback. The leading warrior noticed that there were archers on both sides of the mountain, so he stuck to the horse's belly to reduce the possibility of being shot.

Others followed suit, sticking to the horse's back or belly, while drawing their bows and shooting arrows at the Daxia soldiers in front of them.

Before the chevaux de frise,

Zhou Jin stopped with 600 cavalrymen and stood face to face with the Northern Barbarian soldiers. A hint of excitement flashed in his eyes. Come on, come on, get into the bowl quickly.

Rumble.

The northern barbarian cavalry surged in like a tide,

"pull!"

Zhou Jin shouted, and then 600 followed suit:

"pull!"

"pull!"

"pull!"

At the narrow mouth, dozens of strong men were pulling a thick hemp rope with all their might, and an insurmountable gully appeared on the originally flat ground.

The Northern Barbarian cavalry were experienced. They roughly estimated the width and did not slow down but accelerated instead. Then the cavalry in the front row grabbed the reins and jumped up.

"pull!"

"pull!"

"pull!"

The ravine suddenly widened, and the distance that was once traversable became an insurmountable chasm. The eyes of the northern barbarians flying in the sky were filled with despair. Like an angry bird, they crashed to the ground.

Rumble,

The Northern Barbarian cavalry plunged into the ravine, and both the horse and the rider fell into the pit.

The one behind sensed the danger and tried to stop the horse, but was thrown out by the horse and instantly trampled into a pile of two-dimensional creatures.

Some people successfully stopped the horse, but their friends who rushed up from behind hit them from behind and knocked them into a pit.

Puff puff!

There were sharpened bamboos in the pit, and anyone who fell in would inevitably be pierced. The Northern Barbarians lost hundreds of cavalrymen, but finally stopped their decline, and thousands of cavalrymen stopped in front of the ravine.