Five o'clock.

The night is fading.

There was a faint glow in the sky.

Minghu Mountain Zhou military camp in the big tent of the Chinese army.

Li Guangli was dressed in the Imperial Bright Silver Mountain armor, and sat firmly on the chair of the first master with a thick tiredness on his face.

In front of it.

Wei Guogonggu Zhanying, Huaiyuan general Chen Zhifeng, Zhengbei general Li Ling, Yu Yafu, Gongyang Lu and other generals are on the left and right.

There was a deep sense of tiredness between the complexions.

The armor worn by some of the generals was covered with black and red blood.

On the armor, there are faint traces of swords and arrows.

One can imagine how dangerous yesterday's battle was.

"The old man just received the secret report."

"The reinforcements led by General Xiahou have traveled sixty miles away."

"We will arrive at Minghu Mountain in a few days."

Just when the huge Chinese army tent was gradually completely wrapped in despair.

Li Guangli's hoarse voice suddenly sounded from the chair of the chief master.

As soon as this statement came out.

It was as if a boulder had suddenly fallen into the calm surface of the lake.

In an instant, a thousand waves were stirred.

The despair in the tent of the Chinese army was even more rapidly receding like a tide.

The first moment of the hour.

The military discussion is complete.

Li Ling, Yu Yafu, Ram Lu, Zhuang Sanxi and other generals got up and retired.

Turning back to their respective lines of defense once again, and doing a morale-boosting move.

After Li Ling, Yu Yafu and other generals completely disappeared behind the big tent of the Chinese army.

Li Guangli, who was sitting firmly on the chair of the first master, sighed deeply for no reason.

"Isn't there any news from General Xiahou's office yet?"

After sighing, Li Guangli looked up at Wei Guogong, who was standing at the bottom left.

"None of the scouts returned."

Gu Zhanying shook his head with a slightly pale face.

Since the launch of the Xiongnu strategic deployment.

Li Guangli and Gu Zhanying were paying attention to the news of Xiahou Dongbu all the time.

Even if the Huns attacked the mountains in a big way.

Gu Zhanying, under the instruction of Li Guangli, also sent elite guards to act as scouts on many occasions.

Ziming Fox Mountain secret mountain road down the mountain, to explore Xiahou Dongbu.

However, until the battle of Minghu Mountain, which lasted almost a day and night, was over.

None of the scouts sent returned.

"Send another elite soldier to the Maoming River Valley in five routes."

Li Guangli frowned tightly when he heard this, and then commanded in a deep voice.

"Obey!"

When Gu Zhanying heard this, he immediately clenched his fists and took his life, and then retreated.

When Gu Zhanying's figure completely disappeared behind the Chinese army's tent.

Li Guangli frowned, lowered his head and stared at the casualties placed on the case.

No one knows what he's thinking at the moment.

No one knows what he is planning at the moment.

From this moment on, the huge Chinese army tent completely fell into a quiet or dead silence like a falling needle.

.......

.......

Just as Li Guangli bowed his head and pondered.

Five miles away from Minghu Mountain, the Xiongnu right valley Liwang in the big tent of the Chinese army.

Mu Liangha and Jordan sat upright on the bed of Shangshou Hu.

In front of the two.

Dozens of Xiongnu generals lined up on the left and right sides of the tent.

One by one, the casualties of last night were listed.

With more than half of the generals out of the ranks, they returned to their positions.

The faces of Mu Liangha and Jordan gradually turned from solemn to gloomy.

The two originally thought that Li Guangli's troops had been trapped in Minghu Mountain for more than a few months.

The combat strength of its troops will inevitably be reduced by more than half.

However, after almost a day and night of continuous fighting.

Reality is given after all

Mu Liangha and Jordan slapped extremely loudly.

Thirty-seven small and medium-sized tribes were recruited, with nearly 15,000 soldiers and horses.

After the bloody battle, it was already in name only.

And the wolf guards of the Zuogu Liwang who were mixed in it also killed more than 1,000 people.

The elite of the headquarters of the right valley Liwang killed nearly 3,000 people.

Such casualties are not insignificant.

If you pay such heavy casualties and successfully take down Li Guangli's troops, it will be fine.

But it's ......

The Huns are in the big tent of the Chinese army in the right valley of the Liwang.

After the last general of the headquarters of the Right Valley Liwang was killed.

After all, the king of the right valley still couldn't hold back the anger in his heart.

He stood up suddenly, and raised his leg and kicked the table in front of him with a hideous face.

"Bang!" There was a loud bang.

The precious mahogany table case from the Central Plains fell forward with a bang.

"Ah~!"

"Lee Kwang-li! This king is in Erniang!"

"Lee Kwang-ri of the dog!"

"Lao Tzu swears to kill Er's whole family!"

Mu Liangha looked at Minghu Mountain with a hideous face, and scolded with spit in his mouth.

For a while, the wolf guard generals in the big tent of the Chinese army in the right valley liking all looked at each other.

And all the generals under the command of the king of the right valley all showed the same hatred on their faces.

Two or three quarters of an hour passed.

Mu Liangha's scolding gradually stopped.

And in the space of two or three quarters of an hour.

The Xiongnu Zuogu Liwang Jordan always looked at each other coldly without saying a word.

Two or three quarters of an hour later.

Wait for Mu Liangha's scolding to completely dissipate.

Jotun looked at the generals below with a blank expression.

"Do you know who in the Zhou army is guarding the southeast defense line?"

Jotun's face was expressionless, but his voice was full of coldness.

"Go back to the king of the left valley."

"According to the captured Zhou army scouts."

"The person guarding the defense line southeast of Minghu Mountain is Li Ling, the general of the Zhou army."

The general under Mu Liangha's tent replied.

"Li Ling."

Jotun muttered a whisper and silently wrote down the name.

The more than 1,000 wolf guards who were damaged by his department were all damaged in the southeast defense line.

"Let's all step back and rest."

Jotun took a moment to calm down, then waved his hand.

"Yes."

When the generals under his command heard this, they quickly came out and saluted respectfully, and then retreated.

"Forget it."

"Stand down and rest."

Seeing this, Mu Liangha waved his hand, and then sent away.

"Yes."

The generals under his command saluted and retreated.

After all the generals retreated, most of the anger on Mu Liangha's face dissipated visibly.

"This bone of Minghu Mountain is harder than we thought."

"Now those small and medium-sized tribes are dead and scattered."

"What do we do next?"

Mu Liangha sat down on the Hu bed, looked sideways at Jordan who was expressionless beside him, and then asked in a deep voice.

"Wait."

Jordan's eyelids lifted slightly, and then he opened his mouth and spat out a word lightly.

"Wait?"

"What are you waiting for?"

Mu Liangha couldn't help but be slightly stunned when he heard this, and then asked.

"Wait for Huyan Yujin and Tiefu Bear."

Jotun replied with a blank face.

Huyan Yujin and Tiefu Bear in his mouth.

They are the Wolf Guard Ten Thousand Riders and the Fearless Riders.

The night before yesterday.

Huyan Yujin and Tiefu Xiong respectively led 10,000 elite wolf riders and 6,000 dreadnought riders to the Maoming River Valley, more than 30 miles away.

Set up an ambush to block the attack

The Great Zhou reinforcements Xiahou Dong Division.

The words fell.

Jordan paused slightly, then looked sideways at the direction of the Maoming River Valley.

"If the king is right."

"Xiahou Dongbu should be able to reach the Maoming River Valley around noon today."

Jotun stared at the direction of the Maoming River Valley, and then muttered in a low voice.

Hear this.

Mu Liangha couldn't help but look sideways at the direction of the Maoming River Valley.

There was a faint murderous intent in his eyes, and he kept flashing.