Chapter 103: Conquering the Great Northern Tribes

An eagle flew from the sky towards Zhou Bo's camp. Seeing this www.biquge.info a soldier hurriedly untied the silk book on the eagle's call and quickly ran into the tent. After a while, he took a roll of bamboo slips and ran to the big tent of the Chinese army.

Zhou Bo and the others were discussing when they heard footsteps, but they didn't say a word and looked at the tent door.

The tent door was opened, the soldier walked in, saluted the four people, and respectfully handed the bamboo slip to Zhou Bo: "Letter from the general."

"It's finally about to begin, and tomorrow our troops will do whatever it takes to take over this large northern tribe in front of us. cut off the grain route of the Xiongnu army in one fell swoop and relieve the pressure on the generals". Zhou Bo opened the bamboo slip and looked at it carefully, and handed it to Chen Ping for a long time.

After reading it, Chen Ping handed it to Zhou Yafu and Lan Zhengqing, and gradually fell into contemplation: "If the tribe in front of me wants to take it within one day tomorrow, I'm afraid it's not simple."

"Lan Zhengqing, you have been an official in the Huns for a long time, you can know who the main general on the other side is." Zhou Yafu handed the bamboo slip to Lan Zhengqing, and then asked.

Zhou Bo also felt a trace of interest in this question: "Our department has been blocked here during this period of time, and it is all the work of the enemy general, which shows that he is not an ordinary person."

The subordinates learned that this person was a confidant under the account of the Right Sage King, the official to the left general, and the head of the military generals of the Right Sage King's court. As for the name of this person and others, my subordinates do not know it." Lan Zhengqing took the bamboo slip and couldn't open it, and hurriedly replied respectfully. Since the surrender, the Xiongnu bone capital Marquis Yicheng yesterday has long been gone.

Zhou Bo saw that Lan Zhengqing was restrained, and then smiled at him: "It's okay, I will just ask casually."

"Where is the general in danger, I don't know how my father plans to take down the tribe in front of him." Zhou Yafu hurriedly diverted the topic and relieved Lan Zhengqing.

Zhou Bo gradually frowned, looked at the map, and put it away for a long time.

Seeing that Zhou Bo didn't say a word, Lan Zhengqing was a little puzzled: "Why did the general collect the map?"

"At this critical juncture, time is running out. Even if there are all kinds of clever plans, it is too late at this time. In that case, what's the use of looking at the map." Zhou Bo sighed.

Zhou Yafu saw Zhou Bo packing up the map on the case, and subconsciously asked: "Father, since it's too late to use the plan, how should our department act."

"Your father has said that at all costs. In that case, it is naturally a strong attack." Chen Ping, who was silent, suddenly opened his mouth to explain to Zhou Yafu.

Storm? Zhou Yafu was taken aback, and hurriedly dissuaded: "Father think twice, although my department is twice as large as the tribal defenders. But if you attack it, you will suffer heavy losses. When the time comes, how will our department meet the reinforcements of the Xiongnu Right Xianwang's troops."

At this time, the general was in danger, and only a strong attack could capture the tribe in one day and cut off the Xiongnu grain route. There is no other way". Zhou Bo looked directly at Zhou Yafu, and his tone was unquestionable.

Zhou Yafu's lips moved, and Chen Ping hurriedly explained: "Don't forget, our department will transport this endless supply of materials back to the city. At this time, in the hands of the lord, there must be an elite. If the lord can come to his aid in time, this victory is decided."

"The order is to go down and repair and replace the flag today, and launch a fierce attack tomorrow, and be sure to cut off the Xiongnu grain route in one fell swoop." Zhou Bo saw that Zhou Yafu was not speechless, so he immediately ordered.

The three of them bowed and saluted: "No."

As soon as the words fell, the three of them turned around and walked out of the tent. At the same time, an eagle spreads its wings from the camp.

The next day, the drums resounded in the sky, and the banner of the Han army hunted in the cold wind. A servant of the Eastern Hu army rushed forward one after another, pouring like a tide into the city wall in front.

In a corner of the city wall, a Hun soldier saw the Donghu servants rushing in like a tide, and hurriedly shouted: "Enemy attack."

The Hun soldiers on the city wall woke up like a dream, and for a time the warning sounded loudly.

Countless Hun soldiers poured into the city wall to defend, and a famous archer bent their bows and waited for them.

The Xiongnu Zuo General walked quickly with a group of generals and looked ahead.

Some soldiers seemed to have discovered the abnormality of this enemy army, and shouted to the soldiers next to them in disbelief: "Look at the enemy's flag."

"Flags? This—how is this possible".

"Aren't they Donghu people? How the flag has changed".

"Look at what is written on those flags."

A Xiongnu soldier's eyes widened as he looked at the Han army flag that was getting closer and closer.

The Xiongnu generals looked at the Donghu servants who were getting closer and closer, and shouted at the soldiers on the city wall: "The enemy army is coming, don't release the arrows quickly."

The Hun soldiers woke up like a dream, and a Xiongnu archer immediately let go. The soldiers of the Donghu Servant Army only felt that the sky was dark, and then the arrows rained down.

Looking at the banner of the Han army that was getting closer and closer, a sense of ominousness suddenly rose in the heart of the Xiongnu Zuo General: "Quick, go to the general's mansion and bring the silk book from the right Xianwang."

"Yes". Seeing the anxious appearance of General Zuo, the Hun soldiers did not dare to slack off and hurriedly ran under the city wall.

The generals on the side didn't know why, and their eyes were full of doubts: "Is there anything wrong with the generals and the enemy's flags?"

"This banner is a bit like what the Right Hyun King said." General Zuo explained to the generals beside him.

The Xiongnu generals hurriedly looked at the banner of the Han army in front: "Could it be that this enemy army and the army that cut off the Donghu grain route are the same force."

"In this way, this force should have been hidden in the grasslands of central China."

"What a deep scheming, such a vicious scheme".

Just when the Hun generals were talking, the soldier ran quickly and handed the silk book in his hand to General Zuo.

General Zuo took the silk book, immediately opened it, and compared the pattern in the silk book with the banner of the Han army: "Sure enough, it is a force, it seems that there will be a fierce battle today." The order will go down, and quickly report the matter to the right virtuous king."

"Yes". The soldier bowed down and ran under the wall. A short time an eagle flew out of the tribe into the sky.

On a high slope behind the Donghu servant army, Lan Zhengqing saw the eagle flying into the sky, and reminded Zhou Bo, who was riding a war horse in front of him to watch the battle situation: "General, an eagle flying out of the tribe in front seems to be transmitting something." Do you want our army to release a few eagles and go to intercept them?"

"No, what I wanted was for them to pass on the news." Zhou Bo looked at the rain of arrows in front of him, and the expressions of the soldiers who climbed the city wall gradually became solemn. But thinking of the situation that Han Xin's department is facing now, he immediately turned his heart sideways.

Zhou Yafu looked at Zhou Bo and saluted him on horseback: "Father, child, please take your life, lead the left wing soldiers and horses to attack."

"The general and his subordinates ask for orders and lead the right flank to attack." Seeing Zhou Yafu asking for his life, Lan Zhengqing was not willing to be left behind.

Zhou Bo didn't turn around, and his voice drifted along the wind: "Quasi, the two of them will go together and attack the east and west gates."

"No". The two bowed, then slapped their horses heavily, and led the left and right armies to the east and west gates.

Watching the two armies gradually drift apart, Zhou Bo turned his head to look at Chen Ping: "I will not take the tribe here, and I vow not to collect the troops, I would like to ask the military division to lead a thousand archers and a thousand foot soldiers to suppress the formation and supervise our army, I don't know if it is possible."

"No". Chen Ping didn't say much, and then bowed down to receive the order.

Zhou Bo slapped his horse's back and rushed over with the army like a tide. Time passes imperceptibly, from night to day. The tribe is like being beaten by a great wave, and it is gradually losing its strength.

A Han army flag was planted in the city wall, and then countless materials were continuously transported in the direction of Seoul.