The third way was to brave the snow and continue to the tribe of Ivoro. It's a rather risky option, and it's even more dangerous than staying where you are and continuing to camp.

Because the snow is so heavy that it can be difficult to hike or ride a horse, the only thing that is suitable is to use skis. But then, the tents and the beef and mutton that came from Chiul would certainly not be able to carry them, and the guides would not be able to travel with them because they could not use skis.

Ma Chao can't control that much, in his mind, the desire to make meritorious service overcomes everything, everything is for meritorious service, as long as he can make this first merit, no matter how big the risk is, he is willing to take it.

However, Ma Chao was not completely carried away, he counted the war food fried noodles that the soldiers carried with him, and then made an important decision, dividing his army into two groups, with 5,000 people marching with him towards the tribe of Yufuro, and the other 10,000 returning to the tribe of Chiul.

It is indeed a bit whimsical to want to capture Yufuluo's tribe with only 5,000 people, but Ma Chao has no other way, because they don't have many fried noodles. Using skis as a means of transportation allows soldiers to run quickly on the snow, but there is also a weakness, that is, they cannot carry too much weight. In addition to the necessary weapons and equipment, the convenience food of fried noodles has become their best sustenance. Now, the fifteen thousand soldiers still had five days of rations left, and Ma Chao could not guarantee that he would be able to lead everyone to find Yuvro's tribe within five days. And it is not enough to find the tribe of Yufro, but also to conquer them in one fell swoop, otherwise he and his soldiers will starve to death on this snowy field because of the lack of food.

Ma Chao weighed it again and again, and decided to concentrate the fried noodles of three people on one person, so that it could support fifteen days, of course, the number of people participating in the operation was reduced to one-third, which is already a fairly safe way, as for whether it can break the Yufuluo tribe with more than 10,000 young and strong herdsmen with 5,000 people, that is a matter to consider later, and the first thing Ma Chao has to do is to find the location of Yufuluo's tribe.

Those guides were quite competent, they heard that Ma Chao had divided his troops to go to Yufuluo's tribe, discussed for a while, and pointed to Ma Chao the general direction of Yufuluo's tribe, Ma Chao relied on the compass to calibrate it, and set the direction at 20 degrees north-east.

Everything was ready, and Ma Chao gave the order to rest. The soldiers who stayed behind to prepare for the return of the Chiul tribe knew that Ma Chao would face a very dangerous battle, and they all consciously gave up their only tents to give these soldiers who were about to go out to give them the best chance to rest, and they themselves did not hesitate to take on the task of escorting to ensure that the five thousand soldiers could have a good night's sleep.

At dawn, the soldiers packed their bags and set out on the journey. At this time, the good training of the Han army in ordinary times showed its effect, although the main general had left, but the remaining army of 10,000 people, under the command of several captains, still orderly camped, opened, retreated, and two days later, smoothly returned to the station of the Chiwul tribe.

Ma Chao took 5,000 soldiers, supported by skis, and walked for two days under the guidance of a compass, but did not see any of Yufuluo's tribes, not even a single herdsman. In such bad weather, the herdsmen will naturally stay in their camps, and it is normal for them to not be able to touch Ma Chao. However, if he can't meet the herdsmen, Ma Chao has no way to ask for directions, and there is no way to correct the direction in which he is going.

However, Ma Chao is not worried. Yu Fuluo is the Southern Xiongnu Shan Yu, and his tribe is the largest tribe of the Southern Xiongnu, with more than 10,000 young and strong herdsmen, accounting for almost one-tenth of the entire Southern Xiongnu. With such a large tribe, the scale of their camp must be more than twice as large as Liu Bao's tribe, and it should be very conspicuous. Ma Chao has clairvoyance, and although the heavy snow reduces visibility, he believes that as long as the guides are pointing in a good direction, he should be able to find the target.

To Ma Chao's surprise, he walked with the team for five days in a row, but he didn't meet a tribe, which made Ma Chao, who had always been full of confidence, hesitate. However, there is no turning back from the bow, and since he has decided to choose this path, Ma Chao will not retreat, only move forward.

Fortunately, at this time, the snow gradually decreased, Ma Chao quickly took out his clairvoyance to look around, and finally found that there was a large tent faintly in the east, which should be the camp of a certain tribe. Ma Chao was overjoyed, and the iron gun in his hand pointed to the east, and the soldiers immediately turned around and slid in the direction of his gun.

Walking through the snow, the speed of skis is unparalleled, from Ma Chao seeing the camp in the clairvoyance to the army sliding to the front, it is only a cup of tea. Getting closer and closer to the camp, Ma Chao made a gesture, and all the soldiers lay down, their white cloaks covering their bodies, almost blending in with the snow, and the people in the camp couldn't find it even if they looked here.

Do you want to launch a surprise attack on this camp? Ma Chao suddenly became entangled. Liu Xin's order to them made it clear that their first task was to protect the safety of the three tribes of Huchuquan, Chiwul and Gutu'an, and the second was to try to deal with Liu Bao, and if Yu Fuluo intervened to prevent the Xiongnu tribe from merging into the Han Dynasty, they could also strike at Yu Fuluo. At the same time, Liu Xin also reminded them that the Xiongnu are now seriously divided, some tribes are following Yu Fu Luo and Liu Bao, and some tribes are supporting Hu Chuquan and them, and they must be treated differently. In fact, Liu Xin didn't know that not only between Yu Fu Luo and Hu Chuquan brothers, but also between Yu Fu Luo and Liu Bao, the father and son, was already full of contradictions.

The scale of the tribe in front of him is not large, and it seems that there will be no more than five hundred young herdsmen inside, but Ma Chao has no way to tell which side they belong to, in case they are a tribe that supports Huchuquan, then they can't be attacked. However, without striking them, Ma Chao could not find anyone to ask the direction and approximate distance of the camp of the Yufulo tribe.

Ma Chao couldn't help but think of what Liu Xin said, "The general is outside, and the king's order is not subject to it", he can't wait any longer, whether he is an enemy or a friend, control these people first. With Ma Chao's order, five thousand Han soldiers suddenly jumped up from the snow and slid towards the camp at high speed.

Now that the snow is getting lighter, many people in the camp have come out of their tents and started to clear the snow in the camp. The people in the tribe know very well that removing the snow from the camp in time can not only facilitate the people in the camp to carry out various activities, but also build several snow walls outside the camp to block the invasion of wind and snow.

The nomadic tribes on the steppe are usually very vigilant, especially such a small tribe, they need to be very cautious in order to survive in the harsh environment until they slowly grow stronger, if they are lax in their thinking, even if they can escape natural disasters, they are likely to be swallowed up by other tribes. Therefore, when the Han army led by Ma Chao was still more than two arrows away from the camp, it had already been discovered by the people in the camp.

Of course, Ma Chao could wait until nightfall before approaching the camp to launch a surprise attack, just as he did when he attacked Liu Bao's tribe. However, Ma Chao did not do this. He had been wandering around the snow for five days, he had no time to delay any longer, he had to determine his direction as soon as possible, and who could guarantee that Yu Fro had not made any action during these five days? Maybe Yu Luo has already braved the heavy snow to head towards Huchuquan, in that case, his first merit can only be given to Zhao Yun.

The herdsmen of that tribe suddenly saw thousands of people rolling in snowflakes and rushing towards them like flying, and they were all stunned, and no one could believe that there were people who could run so fast on the snow, and these people seemed to suddenly emerge from the ground, and they did not notice any movement beforehand.

For the people of the steppe, they were accustomed to judging the number and distance of the enemy by using the vibrations caused by the hooves of horses, but although these people in front of them walked like flying on the snow, they did not make a sound.

However, this stunned was only a moment's work, and soon someone turned around and ran towards the tent. These people did not run away, but habitually took their bows and arrows and led their horses.

Ma Chao has lived in Xiliang for a long time, and is very familiar with the living habits of these nomads, as soon as he saw the reaction of those herdsmen, he knew what they wanted to do, and immediately pulled out the short throwing gun on his back and threw it hard. Ma Chao's strength was already great, and the speed of the skis on the snow was even far faster than the speed of the war horse galloping on the grassland. Inside the tent, a Hun woman heard the panicked footsteps outside, and was about to go out to inquire about the situation, but she didn't watch out for the short throwing spear that pierced through her chest, and the huge inertia carried her body all the way back, and actually pulled the whole tent to the ground.

The five thousand soldiers who were brought by Ma Chao were all cavalry of the Sixth Legion, and each of them carried five short throwing spears on their backs, which was their killer weapon, even if they were not riding horses, they were all with them. Seeing Ma Chao throw the first short throwing gun, the other soldiers followed suit, pulling out the throwing gun on their backs and throwing it out.

Based on the high speed brought by the skis, 5,000 people threw short guns at once, and the power was even greater, and the sound of "whooshing" was many times louder than that of bows and arrows, and it was terrifying to hear. In just a moment, this camp was full of short throwing guns, and many Huns had no time to dodge, and were directly nailed to the snow, and the red blood was sprinkled on the white snow, blooming gorgeous peach blossoms.

Ma Chao and his soldiers did not slow down their advance while throwing their short guns, and their skis rolled up large snowflakes and rushed directly to the edge of the camp. There are some surviving Huns in the camp who have turned on horseback, these people are men and women, old and young, but as long as they can draw the bow in their hands, they are a qualified warrior, they do not want to sit still, they want to resist.