Chapter 134 Persecution

In the early morning, the whistling Huns disappeared.

At night, they can still guard the familiar terrain to avoid the strangulation of the Han rangers, and in the daytime, if they stay in place, the consequences are unpredictable.

Seventy years ago, during the Battle of Baishan, the equipment of the Han army was better than that of the Huns, and the only thing lacking was the courage to fight.

At that time, the Xiongnu were powerful, and the Han army, which had just completed the great cause of unification, was not yet an opponent of the Huns.

Now, even the most optimistic Huns can only sing a sad song when facing the Han armor.

Although the tragic song, or tragic is a good inspirational repertoire, it is not good for the game between nations, Huo Quai, this person, generally likes to make others the protagonist of the tragic scene, and he likes to play the villain who makes the protagonist show the tragic scene!

Setting out at sunrise and camping at sunset is not a fast march, but it is much faster than the herdsmen driving their cattle and sheep forward.

As long as he continued to walk, sooner or later he would catch up with the Huns, and Huo Qubing would be happy to see the Huns help him drive his cattle and sheep further north.

On the third day, wet sheep dung began to appear on the sheep plate, which means that just last night, the Huns rested here.

"Tomorrow the soldiers will be divided into two ways."

Huo Qubing casually issued a military order, and after Li Dang held his fists and received the order, he went to prepare a new camp.

Tonight was different, Huo Quzhi did not take off his armor, but sat on a high stool with his whole armor on his body and closed his eyes and meditated.

His halberd was at his side, and his horse stood beside him with its hooves, and so did the rest of the soldiers, and none of them slackened.

The tabernacle was erected, and the only one in the army was erected, and above it stood two big-eyed soldiers with their hands on a pergola looking around.

As soon as the sun had set, the Huns reappeared on the horizon as before, and with the help of the afterglow of the setting sun, these Huns on horseback roared towards the camp.

The horn sounded again, and Huo Qu was unmoved, sitting on a high stool like a sculpture.

Sure enough, after a moment of clamour, the Huns slowly retreated.

As night covered the land, the Han army moved quickly, laying a dense stumbling rope around the camp.

This is a new type of tripwire, the tripwire is wrapped with countless iron thorns, as long as there is a spike tied to the horse's leg, the tripwire will be wrapped around the horse's leg, and the rest of the spikes will also be wrapped around the horse's leg, if you want to break away, the spike with a barb will tear off a large piece of flesh on the horse's leg.

The army took advantage of the night to slowly leave the sheep pan area, the Han people are not as stupid as the Huns, the weather has obviously gradually warmed up, who wants to continue to live on the dung of cattle and sheep?

Cow and sheep dung was a treasure to the Huns, especially in this vast wasteland.

This thing can not only isolate the earth, but more importantly, this thing can also be used for cooking and heating.

The soldiers on Diao Dou were also replaced by scarecrows, and only the huge camp still had a little fire.

Sneak attack on the enemy army in the dark of night, and any general who gives such an order will generally be beheaded.

Therefore, if you want to sneak up on the enemy army at night, you need at least the moon in the sky to light the way for everyone.

Night attacks on the Han army were a regular strategy of the Huns, and compared to the Huns who often ate meat, their eyesight at night was far greater than that of the Han army, which only ate grains.

Long ago, night blindness was widespread in the Han army.

In the battle of Baishan Mountain, the main reason why the Han army could not break through at night was that at night, the soldiers of the Han Dynasty were like blind men.

Since the food in Guanzhong has become more diverse, it has become rare to be blind at night.

Even so, fighting at night was not the first choice for generals, and the Han soldiers were well-armed and well-trained, and such warriors were better suited to crush the enemy from the front in a well-lit day, rather than putting themselves at a disadvantage at night.

The edge of the huge sheep pan was watered with something that could easily burn, and the Han army slowly withdrew from the sheep pan.

Huo Quzhi was the last person to leave the sheepfold.

He hoped that the Huns, under strong pressure, would attack tonight, and if they missed today, after tomorrow the army would catch up with the slow herdsmen.

The Huns could not do without their own sheep......

"Will General Li Dang take it from the back bread?"

Seeing that Huo Qubing had finally begun to pay attention to the enemy's attack and harassment combat methods, Nie Yi was very happy, and he was even applauding Huo Quzhi's wise move of dividing troops in advance.

"Li Dang will not come back, he has his own enemies to deal with."

Huo Quzhi responded coldly.

Nie Yi was choked again, he couldn't figure it out, Huo Quzhi and Yun Lang were friends of life and death, the smile on Yun Lang's face seemed to be frozen on his face, and it never disappeared, whether it was facing a peddler or a prince or minister, he would take it seriously, as for when others asked him for advice, he was afraid that the explanation would not be detailed.

When he arrived at Huo Quai, he would only pull a dead man's company, and one more word seemed to be his loss.

What he didn't know was that when Yun Lang looked at the aborigines of the Han Dynasty, he habitually regarded everyone as fools, and when a fool asked him questions, he naturally had to explain it thoroughly and clearly to others, otherwise, he would be bullying fools.

Under such thinking, Yun Lang easily won the reputation of a corporal Lixian.

Huo Qubing is a real general, he will only be responsible for the victory or defeat of the war, as for others, in his eyes they are almost like dead people.

One more word is wasteful.

Zhao Ponu on the side opened his big mouth and showed a mouthful of white teeth, and he laughed and went to prepare.

The ground trembled slightly, this is the Huns riding horses approaching quickly, this time the Huns came far more than the last time, the number of war horses is at least about three thousand, the sound of the hooves of the war horses trampling on the ground is very dull, which shows that the Huns are at least one horse and two horses!

The horn sounded again, but there was not much movement in the camp, and the Hun nobles standing in the darkness, after bidding farewell to each other, joined the cavalry one after another.

Xiao was born in a famous family, and he is a rare little king who can write Chinese characters in the Tishu clan.

Since Huo Quzhi's figure appeared in Hexi, he resolutely ordered the whole clan to relocate, and he knew very well that as long as Huo Qubing appeared, there must be no room for negotiation.

The Han Emperor sent him to the Hexi area, never to let him negotiate with others.

He thought that his actions were fast enough, but he didn't expect that in the vast Hanhai, he would still be caught up by Huo Quai.

There were only 10,000 Hun warriors in the whole clan of 28,000, and there were 10,000 Hun warriors, who once firmly controlled the vast territory except for Guoyangguan and Shazhou.

He didn't want to fight Huo Quai, and before that, he tried his best to delay Huo Quai's army.

Now it seems that the idea is wrong, whether it is the day and night attack, or the old maze, or the temptation of dividing the troops, it has not shaken Huo Quzhi's determination to pursue him wholeheartedly.

He is like a stubborn donkey, stubbornly following his usual rhythm, going deeper step by step, and finally exhausting the distance that he has worked so hard to manage.

At most, by tomorrow afternoon, Huo Quai's army will catch up with the Owl tribe.

"If the Han people don't die today, tomorrow, it will be our turn to die, the warriors of the Huns, kill all the Han people!"

Seeing that the rough cowhide wall of the Han people was in front of him, the owl finally stopped holding back, and roared and took the lead in the sheep territory where the Han army was entrenched.

There were no expected crossbow bolts, no oncoming spears after tearing through the cowhide wall, and when the vanguard entered the wall with a thunderous force, all they saw was the empty barracks, and some tents with no people but candles.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Du's heart was cold, and he didn't give the order to retreat at all, but went straight to the opposite side of the camp to kill him.

He believed that Huo Quzhi must be watching him in the dark.

Nie Yi looked at the Huns who had completely slaughtered into the camp and pouted: "Stupid! ”

Huo Quai, who was originally watching the movements of the Huns, heard Nie Yi say this, turned his head and looked at Nie Yi and said, "This is the most correct choice." ”

Nie Yi still wanted to argue, but when he saw Huo Quzhi slowly raise his hand, he resisted the urge to speak, and watched countless rockets fall with Huo Quzhi's arm, then they took off into the air and flew towards the edge of the sheep plate.

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