After realizing that the situation was not good, Qi Fuli decided to adjust the strategy of dampening the arrogance of the Huns.

Originally, it was planned to take advantage of the numerical advantage to catch the Hun pursuers in the rear by surprise, but now Luan Tikoya's army is too numerous, and doing so is no different from sending him to death.

Therefore, he immediately ordered that all the resources looted by the stagecoach be hidden on the spot, and then set aside a quarter of its more valuable treasures as bait.

Anyway, the actual meaning of these gold and silver things is really not as important to him now as the food that allows the tribe to survive the winter.

Hearing the wind, the soldiers hid all the plundered grain under the cover of the mountains and forests of Xixin Mountain, and then put all the precious stones, gold and silver on the carriages they carried.

Immediately, the three thousand soldiers ordered by Beggoli to wear the clothes of the other five tribes, and with this quarter of the resources, they rode their horses as fast as possible in the direction of the east of Xixin Mountain.

"Wang, you asked your subordinates to personally bring these resources back to the tribe, but what about you?" When a general heard that he had ordered the three thousand soldiers to return to the tribe with so many resources, a general immediately said to Qifu Li worriedly.

Qi Fu Li's emaciated body was draped in a black mink robe, and the mink fleece around his neck fluttered slightly in the cold wind of this night, and a pair of dark eyes on his pale face looked at the general in front of him like a deep pool, and said with thin lips:

"Of course, I stayed to ambush the Huns who caught up, after all, without my command, the soldiers left behind would be absolutely vulnerable in the face of such a huge army, and only in this way can I buy you enough time to inform Liangrugu to unite the other five tribes to fight back."

After speaking, Qi Fuli's words paused, and then a pair of pale hands stretched out from the black robe covering his whole body to hold the wrist of the general in front of him, and then said in a serious tone.

"So it's up to you whether this king and more than 20,000 tribal warriors survive this time......"

When he understood from Qi Fu Li's mouth that his mission was very important, the general looked at Qi Fu Li's serious eyes, and immediately fell to his knees: "Minister, obey this order!" ”

The general, dressed as soldiers from the other five tribes, rode a black war horse and descended from Xixin Mountain under the watchful eyes of a group of soldiers.

……

At the foot of the mountain, in the Huns.

"Report to the king of Li, the traces of the group of Donghu people have gone to Xixin Mountain, we ......"

"Rush up to me, and kill them all without leaving a single person!"

Before the soldier could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Luan Tikeya in a cold word.

However, as soon as the words fell, the herald was about to pass on all Luan Tikeya's orders, but found that there were puffs of gray smoke rising from Xixin Mountain, which could be seen clearly even in the dark night.

"It's not good, those Donghu people want to escape?" Rushing in the ranks of the Xiongnu front army, I don't know who shouted, and it suddenly reached the ears of Luan Tikoya, who was wearing heavy armor and riding a big horse at this moment.

Sure enough, seeing the figures in front of him wearing different but similar battle armor, and the army that was moving together, this made Luan Tikeya think that who else could there be if it wasn't the most powerful tribe in Donghu?

Luan Tikoya, who had been holding back like a powder keg for a long time, seemed to have been ignited by the fuse on his body by the Donghu soldiers who fled in front of him, and the "boom" directly exploded the reason in his heart.

Losing her mind, Luan Tikoya pulled out the gem-encrusted scimitar hanging from her waist, grabbed the reins and ordered the army to advance at full speed, intending to crush the three thousand soldiers in front.

At this moment, the black pressure of the Xiongnu army swept through this land like a torrent, and its surging fierceness made the souls of the Donghu generals who were trying to escape in front of them almost frightened away.

But looking at his slow marching speed, there is nothing he can do even if he is in a hurry.

Suddenly, he was in a hurry, and he turned back on his war horse and said, "Quick, fast, fast." Throw away all the weight! ”

To set an example, he slowed down his horse, then came to a carriage carrying a treasure he had taken from the stagecoach, and swung his long knife and cut the reins.

The lost cumbersome war horse sped up in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, it surpassed the general who had been appointed by Qifu Li himself.

Due to the sudden traction of the war horse, the carriage lost its balance directly due to inertia and fell to the ground, falling out of most of the treasures on the carriage.

After abandoning the load, the 3,000 soldiers marched much faster than just now, and reopened the distance between them and the Hun pursuers in the rear.

On Mount Xisin, a hidden place.

"King. Won't we ambush this group of Huns' pursuers? A stout general asked.

Qi Fuli glanced at him lightly, then raised his right hand and pressed down, signaling everyone not to act rashly.

When the sturdy general saw Qi Fuli's gesture, he thought that the king thought that the time had not yet come, so although he was very confused and anxious in his heart, he also suppressed his restless heart and watched the black torrent below pass by quickly.

As the sound of insects chirping on the bushes around him became more and more, the mood of the strong general became more and more impatient, because the Hun army had already passed half under his nose.

However, the order to attack was still not heard.

However, for the anxious mood of the generals around him, Qi Fuli was untouched.

The 3,000 soldiers sent were originally bait to attract the attention of the Xiongnu army, in order to save the more than 10,000 people who had been ambushed.

After all, vainly trying to shake the angry army of nearly 70,000 with 20,000 is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg.

Moreover, the 20,000 troops were still the elite of his begging tribe, and as long as they were slightly damaged, they would be swallowed up by other tribes when they returned to Donghu.

Therefore, the strong man of Qifu Li simply broke his wrist and deceived one of his generals to lead 3,000 soldiers to attract the attention of the Hun army, and most of his own army could take the opportunity to escape.

As for asking for help from Liang Rugu, in fact, it is impossible at all, because at this moment, in order to stabilize the attention of the other five tribes, Liang Rugu is now visiting and lobbying.

At this moment, the Hun army under the mountain has almost passed, and many generals around Qi Fuli are impatient and want to launch an ambush.

"Wang, hurry up and give an order, if you don't attack the Huns at this moment, all the army will pass." A general said anxiously.

Seeing that everyone was like this, Qi Fuli knew that if he didn't launch an ambush again, he was afraid that he would be swept away by the majesty he had so hard built up in the army.

If the attack is launched now, even if the Hun army reacts, it is impossible to immediately turn the horse's head, at most the sword of the rear army will be reversed.

After weighing it up, Qi Fuli directly waved his hand and ordered an attack.