Chapter Thirty-Five: Fighting the Commander

In the early morning, a series of horses' hooves resounded through the grassland, and a famous scout horse ran into a tent in the camp to hurriedly report. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The Lord of the Enlightened City...... Twenty miles away, traces of enemy troops were found".

"The Lord of the Enlightened City...... The enemy's forces suddenly accelerated, and now they were less than eighteen miles away from our army."

"The Lord of the Enlightened City...... The enemy has about 30,000 troops, and is now less than fifteen miles away from our army."

Listening to the military information, Zhao Wuming couldn't help but be secretly taken aback in his heart, this enemy came so quickly. Yesterday, after cleaning the battlefield, it was late at night, and considering that the soldiers were exhausted for the past two days, they ordered to camp and repair all night. Unexpectedly, when I woke up, the enemy was almost at the gate of the camp.

At this time, Zhang Liang and Sun Buji hurriedly walked over and bowed to Zhao Wuming: "The enemy of the lord is coming, how should we deal with it."

"The commander-in-chief of this enemy army reacted quite quickly, and when he learned that our army had destroyed their reinforcements, he immediately came to fight in the starry night and had to admire." Zhao Wuming answered some questions, and thought that if he was in the position of the patriarch of the medium-sized tribe of the Xiongnu, he should do the same. It's a pity, if it weren't for the soldiers and horses last night, they would have been too tired. I really wanted to take down their tribal station overnight, galloping more than fifty miles.

Fifteen miles? These three words kept flashing in Zhang Liang's mind, and obviously he didn't listen too much to Zhao Wuming's exclamation: "The distance of the lord fifteen miles, that is to say, after an hour, the figure of the enemy army can appear outside the camp of our army."

"Our army, excluding the wounded and disabled, has only more than 18,000 men to fight. In the face of 30,000 enemy troops galloping in the starry night, I am afraid that there are not too many advantages." Sun Buer thought of the 30,000 enemy troops, and his heart was filled with a trace of sorrow.

Zhao Wuming pointed to the map on the desk with his hand: "I thought about it all night, this group of Hun enemy troops, I want to subdue them."

"Acceptance? There are only 18,000 men in our army who can fight, and it is a little difficult to resist them. At this time, it is a little unrealistic to talk about acceptance." Sun Buji was taken aback in his heart, and he couldn't imagine why Zhao Wuming's heart was so big.

Zhang Liang did not refute, but looked at the map with his eyes: "The lord wants to force them to surrender."

"Strategist, there is something wrong with what you say, we don't have anything in our hands, how can we force them." Without waiting for Zhao Wuming to reply, Sun Buer hurriedly showed a look of disbelief.

Zhao Wuming's gaze withdrew from the map, looked up at Sun Buer, and then pointed to a place on the map with his hand: "Who said that we have nothing to force them."

"The station of the medium-sized tribes of the Xiongnu?". When Sun Buji saw the marks on the map, he reacted instantly.

Zhao Wuming couldn't help but show a smug smile: "After a night of repair, our army is full of energy and the war horse has also regained its strength. At this time, the army invaded the medium-sized tribal garrison, and there was no fear that it would not be able to subdue these enemy forces."

"The lord can't, there are too many variables in this move, beware of the enemy's will to die." Zhang Liang hurriedly stopped, and at this time, the enemy returned to help in the starry night. If you learn that the tribe's garrison has been seized, you will definitely attack it desperately, not the act of a wise man.

Zhao Wuming looked at Zhang Liang with some doubts, when playing strategy games, his favorite thing was to raid the enemy's base camp and make a final decision. But why did I get here, but I felt that it was a little unworkable: "If this move doesn't work, then how can our army do it, so that we can subdue them in one fell swoop."

"Only by dividing 3,000 troops can it be subdued." A thought flashed, and Zhang Liang smiled mysteriously at Zhao Wuming. At this time, the division of troops may be able to achieve unexpected results.

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The sound of dense horse hooves resounded through the heavens and the earth, and the 30,000 cavalry looked a little tired. But when I think of the situation faced by those relatives, an expression of determination and determination appeared on everyone's face. The horses seemed to carry their determination, and swooped down on an enemy camp in front of them like an unstoppable torrent.

The gate of the camp was wide open, and the red Han army turned into an angry dragon and pounced, and the two armies immediately collided fiercely. Suddenly, swords and soldiers fought, and blood dripped down the grass like rain.

A tired Hun cavalryman was not worried but happy when he saw the Han army. originally thought that his relatives were more auspicious, so he had a trace of death. Unexpectedly, the enemy not only did not immediately raid the tribal station, but waited here for work. It made their hearts settle down a little.

I feel that the crisis of my loved ones is gone, and the feeling of tiredness is gradually coming. If it weren't for the killing spirit of this battlefield, I am afraid that I would have been lying on the ground and sleeping.

The commander frowned when he looked at it from the rear, his side obviously had more troops than the other side. Even if he is still tired, with a huge advantage in troops, how can he fight like this. After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't get the gist of it, and he was anxious about the safety of the tribe, so he immediately raised an arm. From behind the Chinese army, two torrents rushed straight to the place of battle.

In front of the gate of the Han army camp, Zhao Wuming rode on a war horse, and when he saw the scene of the battlefield, he smiled at Zhang Liang next to him: "Sure enough, as expected, these Hun cavalry saw our army waiting for work, and a trace of luck rose in their hearts so that their morale plummeted."

"People will burst out with great power when they are desperate and helpless, and if you can give them a little hope and a hint of reverie at this time, this situation will be self-defeating." Zhang Liang smiled a little, making these people desperate and at the same time giving them hope. When they think that this hope is true, let them despair again, and perhaps only then will they surrender completely.

Seeing the two Hun cavalry rushing into the battlefield, Zhao Wuming's smile became even thicker: "Tens of thousands of soldiers and horses beat my five thousand cavalry in Hancheng, and they still need reinforcements." If it weren't for the fact that there was another backhand, I really wanted to let them fall here."

"Although there are many enemy troops, they are already tired from a night's wild running, and at this time, there is no fighting spirit with that bit of luck." Zhang Liang looked at the battle situation in front of him, as if he was lamenting for the other side.

Zhao Wuming pointed to the battlefield with the whip in his hand: "The military advisor is reasonable, and he is alone with him." Give the order to go down and let the rear army of 5,000 cavalry pounce on it."

"No". A herald took the order and went to the camp, and in a short time the rear army was divided into two and rushed to the place of battle in front of them.

One side has few people and is energetic to wait for work, and the other side has many people but has long been tired and has no fighting spirit, and there is a balanced state of confrontation at this time.

The sun gradually rose from the east to the overhead, and drops of sweat ran down the forehead of the commander. I was afraid that it would become more and more unfavorable to my own side if I dragged it down, so I thought of this and waved the weapons in my hand and pounced on all the Chinese troops.

Seeing that the Hun cavalry had all been pressed, Zhao Wuming turned his horse's head. I don't know when the camp behind it has already been cleaned up, and then a meaningful smile flashed: "It's time for the military advisor to give these Hun cavalry some surprises, and give the order to go down and retreat the whole army to let them return to the tribe."

"No". The herald received the order, and then the sound of gold resounded through the heavens and the earth. When a famous Han cavalry heard this, they gave up their opponents and ran back quickly.

When the Hun cavalry saw the retreat of the Han army, they were overjoyed and pursued all the way. After half a ring, it seemed to react, and suddenly a violent cry spread throughout the whole army. Immediately, as if he had received a military order, he hurriedly changed direction and ran in the direction of the tribal camp.