Guo Jia knocked the horse's belly lightly, turned his head and left here. The scene of pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info is too poignant, the end of the hero, accompanied by the beauties, but it is a pity that it is the red apricot out of the wall. Guo Jia has a slight cleanliness habit and a bit of obsessive-compulsive disorder, and he can't see the perfection in this imperfection the most.

A great battle ended, and the Han army completed an impossible surprise attack under impossible weather conditions. The Han army was completely victorious, and the Wuhuan Qiu Liju was defeated! At the cost of wounding more than 300 people and killing more than 100 people, the Han army killed more than 5,000 Wuhuan people and surrendered more than 20,000 people. More than 30,000 people lived in Qiu Liju, and less than 3,000 people finally managed to escape from the Han army's encirclement. These 3,000 people are a small tribe under the command of Qiu Liju Yizi Badun, who usually lives in a lush area of water and grass on the westernmost side of the Red Mountain. After the start of the war, Badun abandoned the royal court and did not choose to return to help, but took his clansmen to rush into the vast snowfield.

Zhang Liao asked He Xian if he needed to pursue, but He Xian denied it. The 3,000 people couldn't afford to make any waves, so they left them to fend for themselves in the snowfield.

Most of the more than 20,000 prisoners of war were women and children, and almost all the adult Wuhuan men were killed in battle, leaving only more than 1,000 old people. He Xian ordered all the Wuhuan people to gather near the king's tent and demarcated three areas, which were equivalent to concentration camps, to facilitate unified management.

"No jianyin women, no unauthorized killing!" This was the rule of the concentration camps, and since prisoners of war were accepted, they were held accountable to them. Wuhuan people are also people. The task of managing the concentration camp was handed over to Zhao Yun by He Xian. In view of Zhao Yun's status as a woman, He Xian believes that she will grasp the balance.

In addition, the main materials such as horses, cattle and sheep of the Wuhuan tribe were also gathered together and became the trophies of the Han army.

The Han army returned to the whole system mode. Zhang Liao led the Bingzhou Flying Cavalry to guard the periphery.

Wen Ping led the Mask Armor Army, leading the few hundred remaining men of the Wuhuan clan to clean up the battlefield, collect the spoils of war, and dispose of the corpses. There were too many corpses, and Wen Ping could only ask the Wuhuan people to gather the corpses together and cover them up with centella asiatica first.

Zhao Yun led his subordinates to build a concentration camp, and at the same time urged the Wuhuan women to raise piles of bonfires, set up cauldrons, kill sheep and cattle, and prepare food for more than 4,000 Han troops.

Wei Yan now commanded the most foot soldiers, reaching more than 2,000. Wei Yan summoned all the officers above Qu Chang, and together with He Xian and Guo Jia, they were discussing an important task: building a city!

Defeating the old, weak, sick and disabled who stayed in the Chishan Royal Court is not worth celebrating too much, and He Xian's ideal big fish is on the way to the bait. It is imperative to build a Qiu Li Ju that can resist madness. According to intelligence, Qiu Liju's elite Wuhuan cavalry returned to help with as few as 5,000 people and as many as 10,000 people. In the absence of enough crossbows and arrows, He Xianhe did not dare to fight in the field of the furious Wuhuan Raiders.

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"Wang, this is the site of the Han army after camping! It seems that the Han army has been more than three days, and they are likely to have arrived at the royal court...... "The knight was so frightened that he didn't dare to look up at Qiu Liju.

Qiu Liju set off from Feirucheng, Liaoxi County, and did not repair all the way, and arrived until now after all the wind and rain, after all, it was still a little late. The five thousand Wuhuan Tuqi behind him, both mentally and physically, have reached the limit, how to encounter the Han army in this state, there is more than one luck.

"The order went down, and the men and horses hid in the ditch and repaired in place for a day! We'll start tomorrow morning! ”

"King? For the sake of the safety of the tribe, we can still hold on! A burly general persuaded Qiu Liju, "Although the Han army has passed three days, they may not be able to lay down the Chinese army's account!" We still have 3,000 warriors left behind......"

"Hao Chi!" Qiu Liju raised his hand to interrupt his request for battle, "Look at the brothers in the back!" We are here to rescue, not to die! We have been forcibly marching for twelve days, and if we can't catch up, we can't catch up. If the royal court can persevere, it will not be bad for this day! If the relatives of the royal court have been killed, we must cultivate our spirits and avenge them! ”

Qiu Liju was unusually calm, but his eyes were clearly full of hatred. If it is angry, who else can be more angry and anxious than him, the king of Wuhuan? Those Wuhuan people who are being slaughtered by the Han army are all his people?! He Qiu Liju originally wanted to become the king of the Xiongnu Shan Yu, but now, I am afraid that everything will become a mirror.

With a guard set up, the Wuhuan warriors rummaged through the snow for everything they could burn, trying to light a fire to keep warm, and to boil some hot water and eat some hot food. They set off in too haste. In order to lose weight and increase the speed of the march as much as possible, they carried enough jerky and fire, but they did not bring combustible firewood or other things. After not eating hot food for a few days, their stomach and intestines began to be unbearable. The frozen dried meat is as hard as a stone, and it is cold and biting ice and snow, and it is no problem to eat it for one day, but it can be endured for two days, and it is impossible to die after eating it for three days...... If you eat for more than ten days in a row, eating has become a burden for the Wuhuan warriors...... But if you don't eat, you won't have strength, and if you don't have strength, you won't be able to slaughter the Han army...... They spend their days in hardship.

Qiu Liju turned around and found that the spirits of the Wuhuan warriors were not bad, and everyone was holding a sulk of revenge. But the physical condition is really not optimistic: malnutrition, frostbite and other problems have weakened the fighting power of these brave warriors.

"Is this really a trap? A trap for yourself? Suddenly, Qiu Liju wavered a little in his beliefs. But then, he immediately shook his head, "No! No, it won't! Even if the Han army can defeat the royal court by virtue of a sneak attack. They certainly couldn't have imagined that my 5,000 elite raiders would return to the royal court in such a short period of time! There is a proverb among the Han people that the praying mantis catches the cicada and the yellow finch is behind! Han Jun is the praying mantis, and I am the yellow finch! How can a yellow finch be eaten by a praying mantis? Of course it's me who eats that hateful praying mantis......"

Qiu Liju comforted himself with himself, and there were signs of going mad. In the past ten days, the mentality of suffering from gains and losses has been tormenting him. He kept urging his troops to hurry up, and even forced the march with casualties in the wind and snow, hoping to catch up with the Han army in the middle of the road, stop the Han army, and annihilate the Han army. But in fact, he was disappointed again and again. This Han army did not know what method it used, but it was able to make the marching speed of the foot soldiers no less than that of the cavalry in this snow-covered grassland. The distance between them was not narrowed, and the Han army still gained enough time to clean up the old, weak, sick and disabled people in the royal court. It stands to reason that he who can analyze these should accept his fate and recognize this reality. But there is still a trace of extravagant hope in his heart. Extravagant hopes tormented his heart and corroded his thoughts.