On the contrary, among the Huns, this king of ten thousand households has always been known for his 'shrewdness and cunning', which is extremely difficult.

Think about it, it is also possible to entrench in the Hexi Corridor with abundant water and grass and fertile land for a long time, and to beat those Qiang tribes to join one after another, and at the same time, to deal with the Hu people in the Western Regions, if you don't have a little means, you can't do it at all.

In fact, he had already seen through Cao Xiang's 'tricks'.

After living on the grassland for many years, the harsh living environment and conditions made these Huns far more awe-inspiring to nature than those comfortable farming tribes; Therefore, when he found out that the Han army was building a camp on the bank of the Sugan Lake River, and easily let himself seize it, he knew that this was the Han army's trap on himself.

But he still moved in generously.

None of them.

With his experience, the Evil King had already calculated that even if the Sugan River flooded, this camp very close to the river bank would be fine-

Although this camp is very close to the riverbank, its foundation is more than two feet and two feet high from the riverbed!

Moreover, the king of the Huns also deliberately observed the 'flood line' of the Sugan River, the highest peak, about a zhang away from the foundation of the camp, what danger can there be?

I still want to flood and eat my fart!

So, he moved in with peace of mind.

After all, the camps built by the Han people have always been very strong, and the wooden houses built in them are naturally much more comfortable than tents.

And the most critical point is that the King of Hun Evil wants to see what kind of trick this Han army in front of him, which is worth thousands of people, has set himself up.

It's really curiosity that kills cats.

The Hun Evil King predicted Cao Xiang's judgment, but at the same time, Cao Xiang predicted the Hun Evil King's prediction......

……

"Ben Hou estimates that this flood can only reach two or three feet below the foundation of the camp, and it should not pose any threat to the Huns."

On the stone wall of the pass, Cao Xiang observed the rain for a while, and comforted the orphans of Yulin who were on duty in the rain, and then returned to the big tent and summoned the dozens of old subordinates from his family.

"Your work is coming."

In the face of this group of desperate old killers, Cao Xiang was not polite, and ordered straight to the point: "The flood is coming soon, and the camp I built for the Huns is ostensibly to let the flood go away, but in fact it is to separate the evil king from the rest of the Huns and make it a rootless Ping." ”

"When the flood passes, that camp and the 20,000 or 30,000 soldiers and horses who follow the evil king will be completely separated from other reinforcements within a day or two."

"This is our chance."

"Before, it was the Huns who surrounded us, but now it's the other way around, it's time for us to surround those wolves......"

Cao Xiang looked solemn, swept away the usual scoundrels, spread out a roll of parchment maps on the desk, and began to assign tasks to dozens of old killers: "At this moment, the storm is blowing, the Huns should be ready to fight, worried that we will steal the camp, then steal the camp once." ”

"However, not to steal the camp of the evil king, but to the others under his tent."

"You bring stinky fire oil, touch the stables, cattle pens, sheep pens and other places of the Huns, set fire everywhere, create chaos, and it is better to let their war horses blow up the camp."

Dozens of old killers looked dumbfounded, but the small flames under their eyes couldn't hide it, and they all began to sway.

This time, the main task of these people is to protect the life of Pingyang Hou Cao Xiang, and secondly, to do some dirty and tiring work......

Ahem, do what you can.

"Do you hear me?" After settling down the task, Cao Xiang asked very seriously.

Dozens of old killers gave up: "No! ”

After speaking, without saying much, dozens of people quietly left Cao Xiang's big tent and went separately.

Cao Xiang finally exhaled, sat down, took out a gourd of 'Ten Grains' for the first time, and drank a few big sips comfortably with braised beef jerky.

The military discipline of the Yulin Army is strict, especially in terms of food hygiene and safety, Yang Chuan has long set an iron law, even Huo Quai's drinking during the war will be reported to Yang Chuan by Li Kang's Erwuzai, so that the fool can't eat and eat......

"On a stormy night, stealing wine and drinking alone, Pingyang Hou is so interested."

Suddenly, someone in Cao Xiang's ear chuckled sadly, startling him, and he couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha, it turned out to be Uncle Cui Jiu!" ”

"Oops, let's just say I didn't dream last night......"

The person who came was really Cui Jiu, the big Changmen.

The old thief casually took the wine gourd in Cao Xiang's hand, sniffed it lightly under his nose, and exclaimed: "In the depths of the Gobi in this grassland, it is really pleasant to be able to drink a sip of the ten grains of the Yang Chuan family." ”

"Still."

Cui Jiu's old thief sat opposite Cao Xiang, stared at his eyes with a faint gaze, and said expressionlessly: "But Pingyang Hou, with 1,200 people, you really want to besiege the more than 30,000 people of the Evil King?" ”

Cao Xiang shook his head, stretched out his palm, and stretched out five fingers: "No, it's 50,000 people." ”

Cui Jiu nodded: "Together with the Qiang people, Di people and Hun cavalry who came later, there are 50,000 horses, so how sure are you?" ”

Cao Xiang grabbed a handful of beef jerky and handed it over: "It's probably nine out of eight." ”

Cui Jiu's face sank: "Pingyang Hou, the battlefield is changing, changing rapidly, if you are not careful, you may lose everything, but you can't be too careless." ”

Cao Xiang smiled bitterly and said: "If they are sick and Li Kang are nearby, they can be 100% sure, and those two cowards don't know where to go now." ”

Cui Jiu: "Li Dang is still active in the area of Tuweizi City, and it is said that more than 30 small tribes have been wiped out, and the Huns in a radius of thousands of miles have been so misastrous that they can't eat and can't sleep at night. ”

"As for going sick, he actually arrived here three days ago."

Cao Xiang stood up violently and widened his eyes: "Sick here?" It's been three days, and the dog doesn't know how to let the stupid eagle pass a word to Ben Hou! ”

"By the way, Uncle Cui Jiu, why did you come here?"

Cao Xiang suddenly realized that his words and deeds, every move, were actually under the noses of others for a long time, and there were no secrets at all, so it was boring to think about it.

However, his face did not change in the slightest, and he grabbed another handful of fried soybeans and handed it to Cui Jiu.

Cui Jiu glared at Cao Xiang with disgust, and said lightly: "You sent people to build a barrage in the upper reaches of the Sugan River, in fact, it has long been known by the Huns' spies, if it weren't for the old man to help you wipe your ass, your plan to flood the Huns is not just a sieve with wind leaking from all sides?" ”

Cao Xiang grinned: "This is not the first time to lead troops to fight, lack of experience, that is also due, think at the beginning, the first time Benhou played with the little woman in the world of Tianfu, that scene, it was very exciting......"

Syllable!

didn't wait for this nonsense and sassy talk to finish, and was slapped by the unbearable Cui Jiuyi and ate.

"Next, how do you deal with the Evil King?" Cui Jiu asked.

Cao Xiang got up with a bitter face: "Since you are all here, naturally there is nothing to do with Benhou, right?" ”

Cui Jiu was so angry that he had to stuff two fried soybeans, chewing them rattling, and looking at Cao Xiang coldly.

Cao Xiang had no choice but to tell his plan in its entirety: "Actually, it's nothing, it's just to use the flood to isolate the 30,000 men and horses of the Hun Evil King from other Hun reinforcements and besiege them in that camp." ”

1,200 people, besieging 30,000 Huns?

As soon as these words came out, Cui Jiu not only did not feel surprised, but his eyes lit up: "Tell me in detail? ”

Cao Xiang glanced outside the big tent and said, "The fighter plane is fleeting, Da Changmen, or ...... Let's get started? ”

Cui Jiu took a deep breath or two and nodded silently.

Cao Xiang sat up straight and shouted: "Someone!" ”

The two Yulin military academy captains strode into the big tent and clenched their fists: "Pingyang Hou!" ”

Cao Xiang took a token and threw it to one of the captains: "Captain Zheng obeys the order, and you will lead a hundred soldiers, take advantage of the flood to push the pile of stones on the other side of the Sugan River into the river, and then return immediately." ”

Captain Zheng got the order and strode out.

"You, lead five hundred people to set off, take advantage of the heavy rain to cover, dig a trench at the door of that camp, not too deep, one or two feet deep, but dig dozens more, so that the Huns' war horses can not walk."

After dividing the matter at hand by two, Cao Xiang turned his head to look at Cui Jiu's old thief: "Da Changmen, what do you think the Evil King is doing at the moment?" ”

Cui Jiu said indifferently: "I'm drinking and eating meat." ”

Cao Xiang nodded, and said with a very doggy smile: "Uncle Cui Jiu is really clever, shocking, and has no last resort, old and ......."

Cui Jiu couldn't stand the nonsense of this goods, so he simply got up and walked outside the big tent, and said casually: "For the generals, the big war is coming, don't you go to the city to command?" ”

Cao Xiang sighed: "My little body, wearing a hundred pounds of armor, can't move at all, plus this storm, even if I go to the head of the pass city, I can only drag my brothers back......"

……

After all, Cao Xiang still didn't 'go to the front line to command', not that he really couldn't walk, but when he found that his every move was carried out under the strict supervision of Dachangmen, the whole person was not good.

When the army traveled, the embroidered messengers helped to spy on the enemy, and supervised the combat situation of the army at any time, and passed the news to the emperor of Chang'an City, which was originally one of the traditions of the Han Empire.

But.

Cao Xiang didn't like it.

Or rather, it's a terrible feeling to be watched all the time.

He didn't know how Yang Chuan and Huo Quzhi dealt with these ubiquitous and ubiquitous embroidered messengers, and he felt uncomfortable all over his body personally.

As for the war, in fact, he has already made arrangements, and it doesn't seem to make sense if he can't go up to the stone wall to command, right?

Half an hour later.

The flood finally broke out.

In the heavy rain, the earth trembled slightly, as if a cavalry of 10,000 people was coming from afar, and 20,000 horses' hooves trampled on the grassland, shattering the silence of the rainy night; Immediately after, there was a strange silence.

Except for the sound of the rain, everything seemed to have disappeared.

After twenty or thirty breaths, a terrible roar was heard, stirring through the great valley; In the stable, the war horses that were eating and chewing forage suddenly stopped chewing, pricked up their ears one after another, and their hair seemed to explode violently.

The horses began to dig restlessly and neighed.

Cao Xiang stood up, walked slowly to the door of the big tent, and saw at a glance Cui Jiu, an old thief who was quietly independent in the rain, drenched in sackcloth, clinging to his body, like a thin bone frame, looking quite scary......

"Uncle Cui Jiu, no, Da Changmen, it's raining and cold outside, come in quickly."

Cao Xiang said.

Cui Jiu turned his head, and a miserable white face became even whiter under the heavy rain, and there was a faint layer of bruising, which made Cao Xiang's heart beat wildly several times.

This old thief has made a large group of princes, princesses and little marquis suffer since he was a child, and there is no one in Chang'an City who is not afraid of others......

The old thief suddenly grinned and smiled very stiffly: "Pingyang Hou, your flood has come down." ”

Cao Xiang nodded: "Yes, it's down." ”

Cui Jiu: "Can you really drown the Evil King?" ”

Cao Xiang: "If you drown, you can't drown, but we can trap him in that camp." ”

Cui Jiu shook his head slightly, as if he didn't believe it: "Let's fight first, anyway, it's close to the disease, it's really not good, when this rain is over, you can join forces ...... together."

"Report!"

At this moment, an orphan of Yulin rushed over and shouted: "Pingyang Hou, the flood is coming, and it has begun to hit the riverbed in the west!" ”

Cao Xiang nodded: "Let's go and investigate." ”

The soldier said yes loudly, turned around and plunged into the vast rain curtain, and after a few flickeres, he couldn't be seen.

At this moment, Cui Jiu seemed to gradually understand what Cao Xiang meant, and couldn't help asking: "You didn't use the flood to flood the camp, but used the power of the water to wash away the camp?" ”

Cao Xiang grinned: "The small skills of carving insects are not enough to worry about teeth, not enough to worry about teeth......

……

It rained all night.

Early the next morning, the sky opened and the clouds dispersed, and a round of red sun shone on the earth, making this grassland shine, like a huge jade stone, warm and moist like jade, verdant and dripping.

Only the flood of the Sugan River did not reduce its power at all, and it rumbled and flowed, making the Huns worry and fear all night.

But the evil king had a very rare good night's sleep.

Several times, there were reports from the generals and households under the account, saying that the water of the Sugan River was soaring, and I was afraid that it would affect the camp, but they were all sent out casually by the evil king.

In the area of the Great Slope Valley, the bed of the Sugan River is wide, and how much rain can it be used by floods that can rise up to a height of more than two zhang? It can only be said that the Han army is really a little whimsical this time!

"Well, this king said that it was okay, but you still don't believe it."

The evil king was in a good mood, and after a simple wash, he set up a banquet in the camp tent and invited a group of generals, households, commanders and other 'high-level leaders' to drink and eat meat.

"My king's clever plan!"

"My king is clever!"

"My king uses soldiers like gods, and the tricks of the Han army are merely tricks, but the carving insect skills, what a way!"

“……”

After a rainbow fart blew, the evil king laughed, raised a bowl of mare's milk wine, and said very heroically: "Everyone, come, do it!" ”

"Wait until a day or two later, the grass will be drier, and the whole line will attack and break through the Han army pass in one fell swoop!"

The generals were in high spirits, and they raised the wine bowls in their hands one after another: "Dry!" ”

At this moment, a sentry came quickly, with a look of panic on his face: "Huh...... Tell the king, no, no, no, no! ”

(End of chapter)