A bloody Hu man's head was held in Xin Qingji's hand, and the captain's head was full of fear. According to the Xiongnu prisoners, this was King Lu Tu, one of the kings of the Western Regions.

It seems that there is nothing to do, but he is still a little king after all.

This time, Xin Qingji blocked and pursued the defeated Huns, stared at a soldier and walked south. After chasing for about twenty miles, he intercepted him. After a fight, he personally killed the Hu chief in a red felt clothes and long beards.

But when confirming Hu Kai's identity, Xin Qingji was extremely careful. Once he was bitten by a snake for ten years, he encountered a fake Ni Mi in the battle of Chigu City. If the bronze mask had not blocked the arrow, he would have been a dead soul under the bow. Afterwards, he changed the bronze mask to iron in Chigu City, which was even heavier but thicker, and he was still feeling disgusted.

"See a few more prisoners to ask, is this true? "

It was not until repeated confirmation that Xin Qingji breathed a sigh of relief. His subordinates came to congratulate him one after another. The military judge in the song said:

"A few years ago, the Huns invaded Zhangye and were defeated by Guo Zhong, the commander of Zhangye's vassal state, beheaded 4,000 and killed the King of Liwu. Guo Zhong was then appointed as the Marquis of Cheng'an. Now Xin Quchang follows the Marquis of Xi'an for thousands of miles, and has gone through seven battles in total. The total beheading has far exceeded 2,000. Now he has won the head of the Huns again, and his achievements are enough to be named Marquis!"

After saying that, the judges of the Later Army were shocked, because the youngest military master of the Han Dynasty was Huo Piqi. In the first battle, he won more than 2,000 people, including prime ministers and senior officials such as the Grandpa. He also killed Shanyu's uncle and uncle, and was awarded the title of Champion Marquis.

That year, Huo Qubing was only 17 years old, which was unprecedented. Decades passed, and the title of Xi'an Marquis was about 20 years old and was regarded as an anomaly for young people to be promising.

Xin Qingji, who just turned 16 in autumn!

Although I have always hoped to make great contributions, when the contributions really come to my head, Xin Qingji was a little embarrassed and murmured: "It's all because I followed the Marquis of Xi'an and promoted me to be the leader of the music. Qingji was so lucky."

The people of Longxi Qu were also very happy. They also had a share of this contribution. Rewards of money, silk and gold are indispensable. The most important thing is that when they returned to their hometowns in the six counties, they brag about their faces: we are not only the Iron Cavalry of Xiliang, but also followed the youngest military marquis since the founding of the Han Dynasty!

But they were not happy for long, and a soldier of two or three thousand people came from the east. Fortunately, they were wearing the Han army flag. When they saw the commander's banner, they actually wrote the same word with the Quchang flag they were carrying:

"pungent!"

...

The one who came was Xin Qingji's father, Xin Wuxian, the commander of Jiuquan.

After the Wu Zongnian incident, Zhao Chongguo despised that the killing was too heavy. Sometimes even the cattle and sheep needed by the Han army, so he left Xin Wuxian in the headquarters, which led to not much real beheading.

Although the Han army won the Battle of Shiqihe, Xin Wuxian was very angry. First, Zhao Chongguo repeatedly refused his request for battle and even sent Zhao Guanghan, who always had a bad face, to see him, and it was almost lifted the military power, which made Xin Wuxian even more sure that Zhao Chongguo was targeting him.

When the formation finally moved, it was Guo Zhong, the Marquis of Cheng'an under Han Zeng who defeated the Huns first, and then before Xin Wuxian could contact the enemy, they actually ran away with their hooves!

In Shiqihe, Xin Wuxian was beheaded many times. With the previous ones, he barely exceeded two thousand. He could only pursue westward, hoping to catch up with one or two Huns' little kings, so that he could fulfill his long-cherished wish to be a marquis.

But the weather was not good, and the rain and snow made them slow to move. They thought that the Huns had run away, but they ran into a Hun defeated army who had met them in a hurry. After asking, they found out that King Lu Tu was ahead, and was being pursued by a Han army who was struck to the west.

"It must be Ren Hong!"

Xin Wuxian immediately asked his troops to speed up, and he wanted to seize food under the other party's mouth.

Unfortunately, he was still one step late. When he arrived at the battlefield, the pursuit was over.

But seeing the banner opposite and the young music leader who came to greet him on his own initiative, Xin Wuxian was overjoyed again. Isn’t this his good son?

The father and son met again after two months. Xin Qingji was very excited and took off the iron mask from his face to pay homage. He had a lot of things in his heart to say to his father.

But Xin Wuxian didn't care and asked as soon as he met: "Where is King Lu Tu?"

Xin Qingji was stunned and put away his words: "I have been caught by my son."

Xin Wuxian laughed: "It's worthy of being my son. Where is King Lu Tu's head? Come and give it to me!"

Xin Qingji was in trouble. If he changed something else, his father would definitely offer it with both hands to please him. However, the head of King Lu Tu was captured by their Western Liang Iron Cavalry Longxi Qu. How could he give it to others at will?

He immediately bowed to Xin Wuxian and repeated the words: "Sir, King Lu Tu, it was his own hand to win it, it was his military achievements. I am the chief of Qu under the command of the Marquis of Xi'an..."

"Ren Hong is just your chief official. You are my son, and yours is mine. Come on!" Xin Wuxian was thinking about using the head of King Lu Tu to complete the last ladder leading to the Lehou. He didn't care about so much, and waved repeatedly.

Xin Qingji remained silent. He turned around and saw the soldiers of Longxi Qu who were silent after understanding what happened. Xin Wuxian looked at them. Their faces were not very good. King Lu Tu's head not only concerns himself, but also the rewards of nearly a thousand people. Without this contribution, the rewards may be reduced by half. In order to intercept King Lu Tu, they also paid the price of more than ten cavalry casualties.

If any lieutenant came over and wanted a head, he naturally could not give it to him, but what if this person was his father?

Responsibilities and filial piety clashed violently in the hearts of the young general, and Xin Wuxian saw his hesitation and raised a stern face and said, "You little boy, how dare you disobey your father's orders? Is the filial piety in vain?"

Xin Qingji bowed his head and said, "Of course I remember the words in the Book of Filial Piety. Filial piety is the scripture of heaven, the meaning of earth, and the actions of the people. Therefore, the Han Dynasty governed the world with filial piety."

He stood up and stopped the conflict between father and son, and wanted to bring King Lu Tu's head to avoid Xin Qingji's difficult military officer.

"However, the Book of Filial Piety also says that it starts with serving parents, serving the king, and finally establishes one's life. Therefore, serving the king with filial piety means being loyal, and respecting the boss will be obedient. The father will always be the father of the son, but if you do not report to the chief clerk Xi'an first, even if you are an adult asking for it, the son will not dare to give it to him privately!"

Xin Wuxian was disobedient by his own son and suddenly became furious. He carried the scabbard and hit Xin Qingji: "Unfilial son! As the chief of Ren Hong, he only recognized him and did not recognize me? Who is your father? He should have drowned you in the ravine!"

Of course, Xin Qingji could not fight back, so he could only dodge everywhere. What Zi once said, "When he left the big stick, the small stick, and the iron mask in his hand fell to the ground while running.

The arrival of a man interrupted the farce-like father-son game.

"Qin Duwei, Zi is really right. There are only senior officials and subordinates in the army, and there are no father and son!"

It was Yang Yun. Although he followed Ren Hong to chase north, he still couldn't get enough, so he had to turn back south. Ren Hong was worried that his subordinates would fight for success and let him watch it, but he didn't want to encounter this scene.

Xin Wuxian stopped beating and glared at Yang Yun:

"This is my family matter. Does Yang Ziyou want to get involved?"

"Family affairs? No, no, this is official business."

Yang Yun came to Xin Wuxian with a smile that deserved a beating on his face and said, "It is clearly written in the military law of the Han Dynasty. Doesn't Xin remember it? I'll recite it to you! Let you know what you have violated!"

"The Han Dynasty strictly prohibits soldiers from giving private heads to their soldiers. Violators are judged as guilty of being captured for falsehood. How should this crime be judged? Let me give an example. During Xiaowu, the Marquis of Yi Guan Gao did not know how to sit and attack the Huns and increase their heads, and should be killed and atone for their sins, and be exempted."

"This is a crime of private grant. If Xin Duwei seized it, then the crime will be even higher. It is considered that the battle for merit was merged. It is also an example of the Xiaowu Dynasty. Lincai Hou Sun Du attacked Panyu and seized the captives and died! The powerful general Xun Yu, who was in power, even though he had the merits of destroying Korea, he was jealous of competing for merit and arrested Yang Pu, and was imprisoned and abandoned the market after the battle!"

Yang Yun did not talk about the emptiness of Xin Wuxian today, but directly made military tactics. His speaking speed was fast, which made Xin Wuxian stunned. However, Yang Yun refused to let go and became serious all of a sudden. The weak scholar pointed at Xin Wuxian's reckless martial artist and shouted angrily:

"Queen Xin Du, you are not granting your personal gifts now. You are so angry that you draw your blade to chase and kill the chief of the Xi'an Marquis. You want to join the Iron Cavalry of Xiliang. Do you have to take the credit for yourself? You have all the above criminals."

"If you follow up, in terms of merit, what is the minor merit you made compared to Xun Tao? In terms of status, you are not even the Marquis of Guannei, but how about Yiguan and Lincai? Do you really think the military law of the Han Dynasty is a decoration?"

Xin Wuxian was speechless after refuting his words. Although he was notorious, he did not dare to be accused of being a friendly soldier. He could only put away his knife and glared at Xin Qingji fiercely:

"Xin does not have you, a bad son! Follow your 'superior'!"

After saying that, he set off and planned to leave, but he felt angry, so he sneered at Yang Yun and said, "Yang Yun, don't think you are the son of the Prime Minister..."

"There are no sons of the prime minister in the army."

Yang Yun smiled and bowed to Xin Wuxian: "Only the ruthless military Sima Yang Yun."

After Xin Wuxian left, Yang Yun picked up the iron mask that Xin Qingji fell to the ground, wiped off the snow and mud stuck on it with his sleeve, and even gave Xin Qingji, patted the young player who was so depressed that he had red eyes, comforted him and asked him to go back first.

"Don't be afraid, your father is talking angry. I'll go and persuade him to change his mind."

"It's time for Sima Yang." Xin Qingji was very grateful.

The innocent boy still suffered the loss of youth.

So Yang Yun took a few people to catch up with Xin Wuxian and shouted to him from afar: "Queen Xin, I have offended you so much. Ziyou has something to say to you!"

Xin Wuxian thought Yang Yun was here to apologize, so he stopped and was extremely arrogant, but Yang Yun asked him to take his back and talk to him secretly.

After the others left, Yang Yun returned to his expression of beating.

"Prince Xin Du, the army said that you are not good at hitting the enemy, but stabbing friendly forces is awesome. This time, you compete with your parents and children for merit. If it is spread, this bad reputation will probably be known to everyone in the world."

Xin Wuxian was stunned, his eyes widened like a cow bell, but Yang Yun refused to let go. If he could not take advantage of all the advantages, he would rather die and continue to provoke:

"Quan Xin, I heard that in addition to the five virtues of generals, there is another virtue, that is, fortune. If the fortune is not good, it will be difficult to be a marquis even after another thirty years of war. Think carefully, this is the case in Hehuang. If you don't walk with the marquis of Xi'an in Cheshi, you will be one step late today and miss opportunities again and again. Could it be that your fortune is really bad? Just like Li Guang, the party of Junzhi, is it a rare success?"

"Dare you!"

This touched Xin Wuxian's rebellious scale. He was completely controlled by anger. He rushed over and punched Yang Yun, pressed him to the ground and beat him hard, knocking him off Yang Yun's front teeth, and the snow was covered with blood. Only then were pulled away by Xin Linzhong and others.

Two years ago, the two of them fought against scholars together during the gathering of discussions in Chang'an, and fought for the title of marquis for Ren Hong, but now they have completely turned against each other and have made such an ugly fuss.

After Xin Wuxian spitted a saliva beside Yang Yun and left, his subordinates helped Yang Yun up and muttered: "What happened to the Sima of the Army? Aren't you going to persuade Xin Duwei and Xin Qu Chang to make peace?"

Although Yang Yun was beaten so much that he was rubbing the blood and saliva from the corner of his mouth, his face full of innocent words: "Yes, but this guy didn't listen to my reasoning and actually hurt someone. He is such a common man! I must report to Zhao Junzheng to know."

He spit out a tooth and kept it tightly in his palm, but he kept sneering in his heart.

"Since he is a common man, since he has made deep grudges with me and Daoyuan, and it is difficult to resolve it, he cannot be successful."

"Xin Wuxian, Xin Wuxian, you hit this punch well! Is it my front teeth flying? No! The one flying away is the Guannei Hou who you could have accumulated accumulating merits!"

...

On the other hand, the direction where the Xianxian Shan and his men escaped was a vast mountain pass between two mountains. This was the Ala Mountain Pass two thousand years later, with border outposts and ports. When you go out, you will be a foreign country.

But now, this mountain pass has no boundary limit. It is just a passage between the tribes north of the Tianshan Mountains. The land is flat. After leaving, it is the southern boundary of the Xiongnu country Jiankun and Hujie.

Although the mountain pass has a flat terrain, it is not easy to pass here. If it were not forcibly, the Huns would not even come here.

Because of the wind.

Alashan Pass is a strong wind vent, and the cold wind from the Kangju grassland whistles without any obstacles, bringing the cold air from Siberia into the Junggar Basin.

Wusun herders often say that this place is "a wind a year, from spring to winter", and is small in level 2. Not to mention cattle and sheep within dozens of miles around, there are no traces of birds. The mountains and the wilderness are covered with brown and yellow gray, and there is no green at all, showing misty emeraldness and desolation.

Today, the Huns and Han troops who were chasing each other one after another would naturally face the oncoming wind, which made them have a lot of resistance to advance. The hands holding the horse's bridle were frozen purple, and no matter how thick the felt clothes on their bodies could not stop the cold wind from pouring in.

The long-range weapons of both sides also lost their effect. The Huns looked back and planned to open the bow, but the bow and arrow were blown away. The people fell off their horses, and they were lucky enough to shoot out.

The Han army had no experience when they first came here, and at first someone fired a bow and fought back, but when they encountered a strong gust of wind, the arrow did not move forward and almost hurt his own people.

The wind was too strong, and the Huns had to get off their horses and walk, and the Han army behind them was the same. Seeing that the distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, and the distance was still far away through the mountain pass. The ancestor gritted his teeth, and stopped with more than 2,000 remaining troops, turned around to face the Han army groping forward in the wind and sand.

Only by defeating the pursuers in front of you can you escape smoothly!

The ancestor Shan pulled out his straight blade and pointed at the opposite side. The former king of the Western Regions wanted to stand on this land to fight the last battle before leaving her and giving up on her.
To be continued...