Night.

Zheng Xuanjing died more than 30 miles away.

Hundreds of Great Zhou scouts crouched on the damp grass in trepidation.

It was as if at the slightest hint of wind and grass would instantly rise from the grass and flee for their lives.

In a makeshift camp not far behind the scout.

More than 1,000 soldiers in armor slowly walked around the temporary camp with tired faces.

A faint wail, a sobbing sound that was suppressed to the extreme, but did not dare to cry out loud, came from the darkness from time to time.

A subtle breeze slowly swept through the darkness, bringing a hint of coolness, but also a faint wail and sobbing.

The night watchman, who was already tired, couldn't help but feel sad when he heard the faint wails and sobs.

"Qin ...... Qin Bochang...... We...... Why did we lose......

"I...... We...... Don't we have more troops......

"How...... Why did you lose......

The young Night Watchman, dressed in half-armor and with tears on his face, asked with a low sob.

When the uncle who walked beside him heard this, he hesitated for a moment, and then sighed, "I...... I don't know."

After wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes, the young night watchman asked worriedly, "Uncle Qin, ...... We...... Can we go back to Chang'an?"

"Yes!" Hearing this, Uncle Qin nodded heavily and said, "How did Lao Tzu take you out of Chang'an City!" I'm going to take you back with me."

The words fell.

Qin Bochang looked up at the slightly dim Chinese army tent not far away, and did not speak for a long time.

He didn't understand, why did that group of Huns come so fast, the so-called front and rear left and right armies all eat? Are the so-called scouts in the army all-eating?

He didn't understand why his own side, whose morale had been getting higher and higher since the expedition, failed to hold out for even an hour after encountering the main force of the Huns, and was completely defeated!

He couldn't figure out why he couldn't hold on a little longer! Obviously, there are still nearly 10,000 people who have not gone to the battlefield!

But if you hold on for a while, and wait until nearly 10,000 of them play, won't this battle be won?

Qin Bochang couldn't figure it out, and the general Li Guangli couldn't figure it out either.

Inside the dimly lit tent of the Chinese army.

Li Guangli looked at the more than a dozen generals, generals, and lieutenants in front of him with their heads down and did not dare to look at him.

"You!" Li Guangli's face paused slightly, and after taking a deep breath, he asked in a deep voice, "Who can tell me!" Why did you become the ghost you are now?"

The words fell.

The more than ten generals who had already bowed their heads and did not dare to look at them couldn't help but bow their heads even more.

Seeing this, Li Guangli's originally gloomy face instantly turned red.

For a while, the tent of the Chinese army, which was almost full, was quietly pin dropping.

Li Guangli took a few deep breaths of turbid air, then waved his hand slightly and said, "All stand back and reflect on today's battle!" Tomorrow at noon, each of them will hand over a letter stating the cause and outcome of the battle."

"General Ben...... General Ben ......" Li Guangli paused slightly, and then sighed: "General Ben rushed to Beijing for 800 miles."

As soon as this statement came out.

The generals in the big tent of the Chinese army, who originally lowered their heads and did not dare to show their faces, all raised their heads with great changes.

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"Reflect on it when you go back." Li Guangli slowly sat down, and then said in a deep voice: "If you can reflect on it and correct it in time, General Ben will think about it carefully!"

The words fell.

The atmosphere in the big tent of the Chinese army eased slightly.

Li Guangli looked around again, then waved his hand slightly and said, "It's not too early, stand down!"

"The last will obey!" More than a dozen generals clasped their fists in unison and saluted.

When everyone retreated, the big tent of the Chinese army became empty again.

Li Guangli looked gloomily at the candlelight on the side.

His eyes were fixed on the Mogan Valley.

I don't know how long it took.

Suddenly there were several footsteps outside the big tent of the Chinese army.

"General, Wei Guogong is back."

A guard stood respectfully at the curtain and whispered.

Hearing the report from the guards, Li Guangli, who came back to his senses, said calmly: "Please enter the account of Wei Guogong."

More than ten years later.

The heavy curtain was lifted from the outside.

A middle-aged man in bright light armor stepped in from the curtain.

"The last general meets the general." Wei Guogong Gu Zhanying paused and then clasped his fists and saluted.

Li Guangli waved his hand slightly and said, "Brother Zhanying doesn't need to be polite, take a seat quickly."

"General Xie." After Gu Zhanying thanked him, he slowly sat down in the front position.

After Gu Zhan took his seat.

Li Guangli quickly asked, "Have you ever found out the location of the enemy?"

Gu Zhanying nodded slightly and said, "The enemy army has re-encamped three miles east of the old camp."

Li Guangli's face changed slightly when he heard this.

After the Xiongnu victory, they did not leave, but re-established themselves three miles away from their original camp.

What this move represents is self-evident.

Li Guangli calmed down, and then continued to ask, "Have all the Xiongnu in the old camp been transferred?"

Gu Zhanying groaned for a moment, and then replied: "It should not have been fully transferred, according to the scout's report, there are still more than 2,000 Hun cavalry left in the old camp at this time."

Li Guangli nodded slightly when he heard this, then his eyelids drooped and he stopped talking.

As the main general of this expedition, how many baggage were in the old camp, what items were included in the baggage, and how many items were in each item.

In the entire Mobei grassland, no one knows better than it.

Li Guangli pondered for a moment before looking up at Gu Zhanying.

Then he quickly asked, "Brother Zhanying, if you are given 5,000 cavalry and ordered to attack the old camp at night, how sure can you be?"

'...... the night attack on the old camp, Gu Zhanying frowned and groaned for more than ten breaths when he heard this.

After more than ten breaths, Gu Zhanying slowly spoke, "Sancheng grasp."

The words fell.

Gu Zhanying paused slightly, and then explained, "Although the enemy army only has more than 2,000 troops to guard the old camp."

"But the new camp of the enemy army is only three miles away from the old one."

"At the speed of cavalry, the distance of three miles is only an instant." ….

"Second, although nearly 10,000 horsemen were defeated today without participating in the battle, their morale has fallen to a low point."

"If the enemy reinforcements are in time, I am afraid that with the morale at this time, they will soon be defeated again."

Li Guangli's brows furrowed instantly when he heard this.

The battle in the daytime was really too tragic for the Great Zhou side.

Almost all the baggage, grain and grass and other things carried during the expedition were thrown away in the old camp.

The 30,000 soldiers at the time of the expedition, those who fled fled, those who died in battle, those who lost contact, and those who surrendered.

There were only about 13,000 soldiers who actually followed him to the new camp.

And the 30,000 auxiliaries and civilians at the time of the expedition......

Don't mention it.

For Li Guangli, his morale at this time is not only low to low.

That's to rock bottom!

There are now three difficulties facing Li Guangli alone.

First, how to explain to the imperial court, how to write the chapter, and how to avoid responsibility?

As for the suspension of the recital? If he hadn't exaggerated the extermination of the Xiongnu tribes every once in a while in advance.

Maybe the music can really be slowed down.

But now, that's not possible.

If he did not report the battle situation to the imperial court as soon as possible, in less than a month, the second overseer army in addition to Gu Zhanying's camp would arrive in the Mobei grassland.

Second, grain and grass!

The existing grain and grass in the Israeli army can last for five days at most.

Although he secretly sent people to Yunzhong County, Wuyuan County and other places to seek grain and grass assistance.

However, in just five days, even if grain and grass were found, there was absolutely no possibility of it being delivered.

If the Xiongnu tribe cannot be found to plunder within five days.

At present, more than 13,000 soldiers absolutely bombed the battalion.

Third, morale.

Without a big victory to boost morale, it is very likely that it will not be able to resist the next encounter with the main force of the Huns.

If there is a big victory, then one, three, can be solved.

After frowning and pondering for a moment.

Li Guangli frowned and asked word by word, "What if you just set a fire?"

Gu Zhanying's face pale slightly when he heard this, and then asked, "Does the general mean to burn all the remaining grain, grass and baggage in the old camp?"

Li Guangli nodded heavily, and then pondered: "Zuo Dun must not have expected that we would dare to kill him after the defeat."

"This battle does not seek to kill the enemy, only the remaining grain, grass and baggage in the old camp can be burned."

Don't wait for Gu Zhanying to open his mouth.

Li Guangli quickly dipped the tea in the teacup, and drew a rough map of the old camp on the table.

"Here." Li Guangli stretched out his hand and tapped at one of the inconspicuous positions.

Then he quickly said, "In order to prevent the enemy from attacking the grain and grass at night, I specially ordered someone to hide the grain and grass here for ten days."

Gu Zhanying got up and looked at it intently.

I saw that the place Li Guangli was referring to was located next to the place where the auxiliary soldiers and the people lived, and it was not far from the place where the grain, grass, and baggage were placed.

It is not difficult to see from the map that this place is really not remarkable.

Gu Zhanying pondered for a moment.

After a while, Gu Zhanying said in a deep voice, "This battle is not much in the essence."

The words fell.

Gu Zhanying stood up and clasped his fists and saluted, "General, the last general is willing to take two thousand elites to attack the enemy camp at night." ….

"Good!" Li Guangli was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly got up and said solemnly: "Wait for Brother Zhanying to return triumphantly!" A certain is set to take the wind and wash the dust for the camp brother."

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......

Half an hour later.

Gu Zhanying led 2,000 light horsemen and 4,000 war horses, and the horses and horses galloped into the thick night.

In addition, the small amount of Menghuo oil in the temporary camp was also taken away.

After sending away Gu Zhanying and the 2,000 light cavalry, Li Guangli did not turn around and return to the Chinese army's tent.

Instead, he silently climbed up to a watchtower at the entrance of the temporary camp.

Li Guangli stood on the lookout tower and looked solemnly at the direction where the old camp was located.

This station was from the time of the sea to the time of the child.

Then he stood in the ugly time when he was a child.

At that time, although the Mobei grassland was in autumn, the temperature difference between day and night had already shown a great contrast.

What's more, it was already ugly at that time.

Above the lookout platform.

Li Guangli looked coldly at the location of the old camp.

His heart is as cold as his hands and feet.

"It's ugly, why haven't you seen the fire yet?"

"Could it be that Gu Zhan's camp has also failed?"

"Heaven is not true

Is it going to kill me, Li Guangli?"

Just when Li Guangli was extremely worried in his heart.

In the distance, the direction of the old camp suddenly glowed red.

Li Guangli rubbed his eyes frantically impatiently.

When he opened his eyes again and stared intently.

The red light in the distance had grown a little more silently.

"It's finished!"

"Hahaha! It's done!"

"Heaven will not kill me! Heaven will not kill me!

！」

"Hahahaha!"

Li Guangli stared at the red glow in the distance and couldn't help laughing out loud.

Smiling and smiling, the corners of Li Guangli's eyes moistened unconsciously.

Li Guangli clenched his fists tightly, trying with all his strength to calm himself down.

After nearly a hundred breaths, Li Guangli suppressed the ecstasy in his heart a little.

Li Guangli shouted excitedly, "Wei Guogong attacked the enemy camp at night and made meritorious contributions! There is no calculation for beheading the Huns, and it is not enough to burn the grain and grass of the Huns! Commanders and above! Get out of camp and enjoy the view!"

When the guards beside him heard this, they immediately clasped their fists and saluted loudly, "Obey!"

As soon as the words fell, the guards quickly climbed down the lookout with their hands and feet, and after riding their horses, they quickly ran around the temporary camp with more than ten guards.

"The Great General has an order! Wei Guogong attacked the enemy camp at night to make meritorious contributions, killing the Huns is not counted, and burning the Huns' grain and grass is not counted! Commanders and above! Get out of camp and enjoy the view!"

"The Great General has an order! Wei Guogong attacked the enemy camp at night to make meritorious contributions, killing the Huns is not counted, and burning the Huns' grain and grass is not counted! Commanders and above! Get out of camp and enjoy the view!"

"The Great General has an order! Wei Guogong attacked the enemy camp at night to make meritorious contributions, killing the Huns is not counted, and burning the Huns' grain and grass is not counted! Commanders and above! Get out of camp and enjoy the view!"

As the message keeps coming.

The makeshift camp, which had been dead and silent, gradually woke up from the darkness.

Countless heads poked out of the closed tent.

"Win!"

"Really won!"

"Hahaha finally won!"

"Rejoice! Relieve gas! It's so relieving!"

"Dog Huns! You have this day too! Hahaha!" ….

After seeing the increasingly vivid red glow in the distance.

The soldiers who poked their heads out of their tents all cheered.

As time passed, bursts of cheers erupted in the makeshift camp.

Li Guangli stood in the watchtower, looking at the cheering soldiers below.

The big stone that had been hanging in my heart finally fell back a little.

Li Guangli watched quietly for a moment, and then slowly walked down the lookout tower and walked towards the big tent of the Chinese army.

As for whether the cheers will attract the Hun cavalry.

Lee is not worried.

As soon as they came, the Huns at this time were already overwhelmed, and they didn't have the heart to look at it at all.

Second, this place is more than 30 miles away from the Xiongnu camp, and no matter how loud the cheers are, it cannot reach the ears of the Xiongnu people through more than 30 miles.

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......

Inside the big tent of the Chinese army.

Li Guangli ignored the cheers that kept coming to his ears and sat upright on the table.

While slowly studying the ink, I conceived the words in my mind.

A moment later.

Li Guangli took a pen and slowly wrote two big characters on the paper---the chapter.

After the night attack on the camp of the Gonggu of Wei.

The problem of morale has been temporarily solved.

The problem of the recital is now only left to shirk the responsibility.

As for the person who carried the black pot, Li Guangli made it easy to finalize the candidate in his heart from the beginning.

That is the two generals Zheng Xuanjing and Xiang Benzhong, who are very likely to have died in battle.

As for whether to add personal names again to the recital, it depends on the remaining generals, generals, and generals

and whether the lieutenants will be able to 'reflect deeply,' too.

A moment later.

Li Guangli looked at the music in front of him with a solemn face in the faint candlelight.

By this time, more than half of the music had been written.

The cause of the defeat and the subsequent victory have been largely written.

Li Guangli pondered for a moment.

In the end, he picked up the pen again and slowly wrote on the cantata: 'Your Majesty, the reaction of the Huns is extremely strong. ，

In the opinion of the minister, there must be a demon when things go wrong. ，

'There may have been a trend of instability within the Xiongnu, so the Xiongnu were in a hurry to divert their internal disputes by war. ，

'I beg your Majesty to send secret agents to find out the reason. ，

In addition, in the opinion of the ministers, it is very likely that the Xiongnu Shan Yu has secretly dispatched troops. ，

Therefore, I beg your majesty to send reinforcements in case of emergency. ，

‘......，

‘......，

After sprinkling thousands of words, Li Guangli put down the wolf pen in his hand with a smile on his face.

As for whether the Xiongnu were internally unstable, whether the Xiongnu Shan Yu had secretly dispatched troops.

This is not important, the important thing is that after the reinforcements arrive, even if the Xiongnu Shan Yu does not want to fight, he must fight.

Allow the ink to dry.

Li Guangli folded the paper and did not put it in an envelope, but took it into his arms.

Now it's just before noon tomorrow.

After the recital is received.

Li Guangli's eyes couldn't help but look at the account book that he had put aside.

The moment his eyes touched the account book, the smile on his face disappeared without a trace.

"Alas, grain and grass!"

Li Guangli sighed heavily, then got up and walked to the back tent.

Now, the most difficult problem in front of Li Guangli is the grain and grass!

Grass is good to say, it is late autumn at this time, and the most important thing on the Mobei grassland is grassland.

What really worries them is the grain.

After all, horses can eat grass, but people can't eat grass too, right?

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Nothing was said all night.

The next day, when the sky was just dawning.

Attacking the enemy camp at night, Wei Guogong, who had successfully retired, returned to the temporary camp with more than 1,000 surviving soldiers who had been circling around all night with tired faces.

Soon after.

More than 12,000 soldiers cheered for half the night, and more than 5,000 surviving auxiliaries and civilians formed several long lines.

Walk slowly towards the east of the Mogan Valley.

This direction unbiasedly just avoided the main forces of the Huns.

Before noon.

One general after another left his ranks.

Drive the horse to the Chinese army.

I submitted a 'reflection book' that I had been reflecting on all night. ，

It's just over midway through noon.

On the occasion of the temporary repair of the army.

In the big tent of the Chinese army, in front of more than a dozen generals, Li Guangli personally burned the recital he had written yesterday.

Subsequently.

Li Guangli once again studied ink and laid paper.

Pick up the pen and put the chapter that I had written last night, slightly modified and put it on the paper again.

Allow the ink to dry.

Without the slightest hesitation, Li Guangli directly sealed the newly written chapter into an envelope, handed it to his personal guard, and ordered him to send the chapter to Chang'an, the capital of the capital, in an expedited manner of 800 li.

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