The Yellow River is harmful, but only rich is a set of ......

The endless Hetao prairie has long since lost the scene of herds of cattle and sheep in the past, and since ancient times, this rich land has been a paradise for herders.

The black-pressed cavalry seemed to wander aimlessly across the steppe, but soon they began to stop.

Several sentinels galloped towards the Grand Army.

"Report ......"

"Da Danyu, the army of the Qin people has arrived thirty miles away."

One of the sentry riders turned over and dismounted, hugged Tou Man Da Shan Yu with one hand, and said respectfully.

"Is it finally here?"

"If they cower in the fortified city, maybe we can't do anything about it."

"But on this vast prairie, it is the place where my Daxia people show their might."

Touman's eyes flashed with fierceness, and he laughed.

"Big order is wise!"

"This prairie is where we grow up, and the smell of every grass here can be smelled by Da Xia Erlang."

"The Qin people are just a group of sheep who don't know whether they are alive or dead, and they don't know it yet."

"It's ridiculous, they didn't know they were going to be greeted by a pack of hungry wolves."

Pob followed his father, and after a few short sentences, the crowd burst into laughter.

Tou Man listened to it with even more joy, the more he looked at this precious son, the more he liked it.

"Yes, a lot of progress."

Touman was very happy and couldn't help laughing.

"Prince Bob is so arrogant."

A group of Hun elders, the generals were full of praise.

"Who can be the general, rubbing the sharp spirit of the Qin people?"

Touman put away his smile and said with a straight face.

"Da Dan Yu, Wo Kuti is willing to go."

"Da Dan Yu, An Mude is willing to go."

"Big order is ......"

For a time, the Xiongnu generals asked for help, all of them were arrogant, and none of them took the Qin army seriously.

Tou Man was relieved to see that the crowd was angry and his fighting spirit was high, but he looked at the generals who asked for help, and it was a little difficult to make a decision for a while.

Po Bu was not stupid, he naturally saw his father's embarrassment, and immediately rolled his eyes and said: "Father, General An Mude is extremely brave, known as the first warrior of the grassland, the child thought that General An Mu would be able to kill the Qin people crying for their father and mother, and fled in defeat." ”

Touman glanced at his son Pob, then at Ammud, and muttered for a while.

This Anmud is his son's confidant, and he doesn't know how.

What steppe first warrior?

Why don't you know about this big order?

However, my son has learned wisely and knows that it is a good thing to strive for merit to build prestige and consolidate his rights!

"What do you think?"

Touman's eyes narrowed slightly, and he immediately glanced at the audience.

Everyone lowered their heads, and they didn't dare to meet Da Shan Yu's gaze.

Who doesn't know that Da Dan Yu loves Prince Pob the most?

This Anmud is one of Prince Pob's dogs, what first warrior?

But no one dared to touch this brow, and they all echoed: "General An Mude is brave and will be able to return with a great victory." ”

"Okay."

"Since Anmud is expected by everyone, then take advantage of the Qin people's unstable foothold and lack of physical strength to go and give them an unforgettable lesson."

"An Mude, can you have confidence that the Qin people who killed will never dare to set foot on the prairie again?"

Touman stared at Anmud and asked sharply.

"Da Dan Yu rest assured, the last general will let the blood of the Qin people flow like a river, and the corpses will be all over the field, so that they will roll back to Jiancheng and shrink, and never set foot in the prairie."

"After this battle, when the Qin people heard the name of Da Shan Yu, they would tremble, and their liver and gallbladder would be broken."

Anmud's eyes flashed fiercely, and he cut the railroad to the point.

"And how many men do you need?"

Tou Man couldn't help but feel excited when he saw An Mude's words.

"The last general only needs 10,000 elite warriors from the headquarters."

Anmud said confidently.

"Ten thousand?"

"Do you know how many people there are in the Qin people?"

Touman frowned slightly.

"Three hundred thousand."

An Mude said with a calm expression.

"Ten thousand against three hundred thousand?"

Even Touman couldn't help but gasp, although the home game is in the right place, but this gap is too big, is it really impossible for the Qin people to be muddy?

"Da Danyu, the last general's subordinates are all elite warriors who are one hundred warriors."

"Besides, what's the use of having more sheep?"

"It's just the prey of a pack of wolves, and the Qin people are just a bunch of people waiting to die."

Anmud looked haughty and dismissive of his neighbor to the south.

"That being said, don't take the enemy lightly."

"The Qin people are good at formation, strong bows and crossbows, well-armed, and strictly disciplined, once they break into the military formation, they will be outnumbered after all."

"This king gives you 30,000 horses, and you must play the majesty of the Great Xia people."

"Take advantage of the cavalry advantage, just keep harassing and intercepting, and there is no need to fight."

Touman is not a fool, just listen to the boasting, and don't take it seriously.

But 100,000 cavalry, against the Qin people's infantry army, on the vast prairie, he was very confident that he would defeat the Qin people and make the Qin people pay a heavy price.

It is no secret that the southern neighbors did not have many cavalry.

The Great Xia people and the Zhao people have been at war for hundreds of years, and they have won and lost each other, and they are no strangers.

"The last general will remember the order of the big order."

An Mude said this, but he muttered in his heart, Da Danyu is really making a big fuss.

It's not that he is too inflated, but that over the years, at war with the Zhao people, he has not felt how strong the Zhao people are, but they are getting weaker and weaker, especially in recent decades, the Zhao people have been shrinking into a strong city, and there is no longer the glorious results of the past.

In the most glorious era of the Warring States Period, King Wuling of Zhao was too long ago for him, and it had made the Great Xia people forget those heroic and warlike southerner cavalry.

The Qin army, which had just set foot in the prairie, began to camp in place.

In the big tent of the Chinese army, the generals looked at the general Meng Tian and showed puzzlement.

"The general just came to the steppe, and he didn't even see the shadow of the Huns, why did he garrison the army?"

The deputy general Wang Li asked the doubts in his heart on behalf of everyone.

"Han Xin, do you know why?"

Meng Tian didn't answer, but turned his gaze to Han Xin, the governor of the army, who was standing aside.

"The general is to build fortifications, fight steadily, gradually encroach on the Hetao, and completely expel the Huns from the Hetao."

Han Xin thought for a moment, and then spoke.

"Did you hear everything?"

Meng Tian smiled, admiring Han Xin's military talent very much, and then said to the generals.

The generals suddenly blushed, and they had lived to be dogs, not even as good as a fourteen-year-old doll.

"General, what's the use of building fortifications here?"

"Is it necessary to build fortifications and leave troops to garrison every place you go?"

"In that case, how many defenders will it take to hold it?"

"How long will it take to completely defeat the Huns and reclaim the Hetao?"

"Ten years? Fifty years? Or a hundred years? ”

Wang Li frowned and pondered, and then said incomprehensibly.

"The Hetao area, spanning thousands of miles from east to west, and 200 miles from north to south, has been irrigated by the Yellow River for a long time, and the land is fertile."

"So it's rich in water and grass, and it's a natural place for grazing."

"In the same way, if we continue to open up wasteland and cultivate fields, divert the water of the Yellow River for irrigation, and harvest a bumper harvest every year, it is not empty talk."

"It is not impossible to cultivate hundreds of thousands of elite divisions on a thousand miles of fertile soil."

"Defeating the Xiongnu is important, but this fertile land is of great significance to the empire."

"In this battle, not only will we defeat the Xiongnu, but also turn the fertile Hetao into another granary of the Great Qin Empire."

"According to the danger of the Yellow River, there is a condescending trend here, building a strong city, and garrisoning soldiers, which can echo with Yanmen from afar."

"Thousands of elite divisions can block thousands of troops and horses from going south to bless the people of Taiyuan."

"This battle is not a one-time achievement, but the foundation of a thousand years."

Meng Tian was magnificent, looking at the audience, his eyes revealing a scorching light.