Chapter 415 Vigorous pass like iron to cross from the beginning
Under the night, the summer breeze blows.
Between Fenghuang Mountain and Shiziling, there is a strict gate.
The city walls on both sides are connected by mountains. The height of the wall is 1.7 Zhang, 15 Zhang long, and nearly 3 Zhang thick. Blue stones are built inside and outside, and soil is filled in the middle. There is the word 'strict'.
Behind Guanyuan, there are post stations, hotels, restaurants, etc., as well as many common people's houses and shops. Also very prosperous.
Although it is not as prosperous and lively as Linyuan County, which is 20 miles to the east, and Guilin City, which is 100 miles to the south, there used to be a constant flow of people.
But at this moment, a group of mountain barbarians stood on the Guanyuan, holding knives and axes, waiting to stand on it and blowing the wind.
The interior of the pass is even more dotted with lights.
More than 3,000 barbarians guard this pass, and there are as many as a dozen villages of mountain and barbarian alliances. There are not only young and strong men, but also hunched old men, immature teenagers, and even many bold and sturdy women. Also in between.
Compared to those famous cities in the Central Plains, Yanguan is actually very simple, without enemy platforms, horse faces, archery towers, forts, and caves for hiding soldiers.
But because of its special terrain, there are dangerous mountains on both sides, and it only takes a city wall of more than ten feet to block the entire mountain pass.
Truly one man guards the gate, and ten thousand men cannot open it.
Even if you have thousands of troops, the terrain in front of the pass is narrow and dangerous on both sides, and you can’t lay out soldiers and horses, and you can’t deploy siege equipment. Only a small number of soldiers and horses are needed on the pass to firmly hold the pass.
Originally, when Li Xizhi was guarding Guizhou, a battalion of soldiers and horses was stationed here, but after it was attached to the Tang Dynasty, the imperial court cut down the soldiers of Guizhou, so Li Xizhi withdrew the defenders here, leaving only one in Yanguan Post. For the post station, let the post chief take charge of Yanguan, and the guards of Yanguan will be guarded by Lizheng from Yanguan Township with the villagers on duty.
Usually there are only ten people guarding the gate. The gate opens at dawn and closes at night.
There are only ten farmers guarding such an important Lingnan gate, so it is known that it is empty, and this also provides convenience for the mountain barbarians to take down the strict gate.
Perhaps because it was so easy to win Yanguan, the barbarians didn't pay much attention to defense.
There are only a dozen barbarians in the city, and there is a group of barbarians chatting behind the city gate.
Close the door and keep tight.
The post stations, private houses, and shops in the pass are full of barbarians. Groups of them are still lighting campfires, dancing, drinking and eating meat.
Very lively.
The barbarians on duty in the city were all leaning against the city wall, looking at the fire places inside the pass, and no one was staring at the outside of the pass.
Feng Shan and Xian Hai had put their horses on the side of the mountain pass, and walked to the pass.
A mountain barbarian prisoner even yelled several times below, before someone poked his head down from the Guanyuan.
The mountain savages yelled there in barbaric words, without any code words, just like saying hello to the market.
Feng Shan listened nervously to their conversation.
The city asked why they came back so late. The captives said that they found a cave in a valley, and there were many Han people hiding in it. They encountered some resistance and took a little time, but the harvest was good, and they robbed a lot of gold and silver jewelry. Many prisoners were also taken.
The people on Guancheng said in an envious tone that they were lucky, and asked if there were any casualties, so the captives said that two people were killed by the resisting Han Chinese.
Someone else asked if there were women?
They just opened their voices and said one sentence to another, and then the people in the city called the people behind the city to open the door.
After a while, the city gate was slowly opened.
Feng Shan and Xian Hai looked at each other, both of them were a little excited, they didn't expect it to be so smooth, and these mountain barbarians were so careless.
Without even checking carefully, just such a conversation, unexpectedly opened the city and released people.
The captives outside the city were still shouting, "Thank you, I'll give my brothers two jars of wine later!"
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Under the dark night, Feng Shan and Xian Hai took a few brothers, pretended to be mountain man, followed behind those captives, led a group of "captives" into the customs.
No one doubts.
Laughter came from far away in the pass.
"Do it!"
Entering the pass, the barbarians guarding the pass came to beg for wine and watch their captives wait for the harvest. As a result, Feng Shan let out a low cry and immediately drew his sword.
The Han captives who were supposed to be **** with ropes all shook their hands at this moment, and the ropes shook and fell to the ground. One by one, they took out their hidden swords and moved their hands directly.
Swords and swords, accompanied by some bows and crossbows flying.
The group of mountain guards were caught off guard, and most of them were cut down in an instant.
By the time they let out a shrill cry, it was already too late.
Xian Hai led the men of the eagle shooting team, and they had already killed on the pass wall which was only less than two feet away with the hidden crossbow. stand up.
The other half of the team members who were hiding not far away rushed over immediately.
At this moment, something was wrong in the pass. Barbarians began to hear the sound. In the dark night, both sides hacked and killed the barbarians. .
More and more mountain barbarians came.
At this time, there was finally a dull thunder outside the pass.
Some mountain man looks up at the sky, is it going to rain?
But the moon and stars are sparse, it doesn't look like it's going to rain at all.
The next moment, two hundred Qingqi galloped towards Yinan Tieludu and Fulilangweidu.
These are all born horse riders. Although the heat in south of the Five Ridges made them overwhelmed, they had a day off during the day and the weather was cold, which helped them recover a lot.
The knights waved their sabers and rushed through the strictly closed door.
Feng Shan and the others have already moved to both sides.
The mountain barbarians who didn't know about it still hugged and came forward, but they were knocked to the ground by two hundred riders one after another.
The saber slashed across, and the head fell to the ground.
The horse's hoof stepped on it, and even the limbs and feet were broken, and the internal organs were ruptured.
Qingqi was like a hot knife, piercing through the few barbarians with ease like butter.
"U-turn!"
The cavalry stopped their horses, turned their heads, rearranged, and charged again.
On the not-so-broad pass road, the scattered barbarians were ruthlessly crushed once again.
Many mountain savages are coming, but the ignorant ones can't squeeze through.
The battle lasted for less than half an hour, and the Qingqi had already defeated Yanguan, and there was no more complete group of barbarians.
The barbarians were completely confused about the situation, but the barbarian captives who led the way kept shouting that Wei Guogong Qin Lang led the army to quell the chaos as soon as they entered the pass.
Qin Lang, official army.
The barbarians collapsed facing the fierce cavalry.
The mob is, after all, just the mob.
When Qin Lang arrived, Yanguan had already changed hands.
His subordinates are searching everywhere in Guancheng, catching those mountain barbarians hiding everywhere like mice.
Qin Lang stood in front of the pass city, looking at the Yanguan, which was as bright as daylight under the firelight, and looked at the two powerful words Yanguan on it.
A satisfied smile appeared on his face.
This is simply a dimensionality reduction blow.
A group of rabble-rousing mountain barbarians who underestimated the enemy and took advantage of dangerous positions without knowing how to defend them.
He, Qin Lang, only used a team of pro-army to take down the closed door.
Two hundred Qingqi followed and killed the three thousand mountain barbarians.
This was actually expected. His only concern was not being able to trick the city gate into opening.
If there was this forty to fifty meter long and five meter high city wall blocking it, then Qin Lang's soldiers and horses would be useless no matter how much they could fight, but once the city wall was gone, it would be like a tiger like a tiger.
Feng Shan and Xian Hai came to meet and greet them.
"My lord, Yanguan has been captured!"
Qin Lang nodded to the two of them in satisfaction, "Well done, you deserve a reward! The first to enter the city will be rewarded with a hundred strings."
Qin Lang did not break his promise to the prisoners who led the way.
"Each person rewarded ten thousand qian, one hundred pieces of silk, and ten women captured by the mountain barbarians."
Feng Shan was a little dissatisfied, "These barbarians are too cheap for them."
"Thousands of gold and bones."
Qin Lang not only rewarded the five captives, but even asked them to persuade the captured mountain barbarians, and let him take charge of organizing them.
There are many mountain man who did not come and those who fled, thousands of them.
Not many were killed, less than a hundred people.
Qin Lang ordered that for those barbarians who were seriously injured, their heads would be cut off directly, and those with minor injuries should be bandaged up by themselves. Whether they can survive depends on their own destiny.
"Just kill them all." Xian Shan suggested.
"What is the purpose of killing? I believe that although these barbarians are doing chaos, they are also deceived or coerced by others."
Qin Lang asked to pick out the young and strong among the captives, and pick out the old and weak. The young and strong are also arranged according to the team fire, while the old and weak women live in another battalion.
The young and strong are used as servants to help transport food and supplies, clean the battlefield, etc.
The night is still dark.
The hustle and bustle of Yanguan is gradually quieting down.
But the strong smell of blood still lingers.
Most of the 2,000 people who escaped went to the Qincheng camp, and some might flee back to the mountain tribe.
Qin Lang ordered not to pursue, but only sent a team of Qingqi to scout the enemy.
In Guancheng, many Han merchants and civilians from Xiangyuan and Linyuan counties were also found, as well as merchants and postmen from the original Yanguanli.
These people are very poor. Some have been hungry for several days, many women have been ruined, and some people have been killed or injured because of their resistance.
When they saw Qin Lang wearing a brocade robe and jade belt Tang official gown to condolence them, they were both surprised and happy, and many of them cried out.
They complained about the abhorrentness of the mountain man one after another, and also told about their own pitiful experiences.
Qin Lang had someone bring them water and food.
Among the captives, some claimed to be the magistrate of Xiangyuan County in Yongzhou and the magistrate of Linyuan County in Guizhou.
"Can you tell me what happened?"
But the two surviving survivors who were like frightened birds asked three questions. As they gobbled it up, they shook their heads from time to time.
They didn't know why the mountain man made a surprise attack, why they dared to attack the county town, and plundered officials and people to rebel.
"Those barbarians are all crazy. They rebelled and rebelled. They want to kill them all!"
Qin Lang didn't bother to pay attention to the county magistrate's words, and told them to retreat after a few words of comfort.
Qin Yong, who was still wearing his armor, came over and asked, "What shall we do next?"
"The barbarian thieves fled to Qincheng, and the thieves over there knew we were coming, and it would be impossible to make a surprise attack."
Qin Lang smiled, "We won the strict pass. We can advance, attack, retreat, or defend. We have the initiative. There is no way to do this kind of sneak attack again. Qin City is nearly a hundred miles away from here, and we can't go further They are attacking Qincheng, and the situation in Guizhou is unclear at the moment, so we have to be more careful."
It is not a bad thing for the barbarians at Yanguan to flee to Qincheng.
(end of this chapter)