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Chapter 90 The Wind Rises!

"Explore!"

"Explore again!"

"Find out the enemy's deployment, number!"

Huo Qubing was commanding calmly.

After going through untold hardships, the enemy he had been looking for for a long time was in front of him, but Huo Qubing endured it relying on reason and calmness.

He ignored the urging of his subordinates who were sharpening their knives, but ordered the scouts to find out the enemy's intelligence round by round.

It's like, when a treasure hunter endured the harassment of insects and ants for three days and three nights in the mountains and forests, and finally found a treasure chest containing countless gold, silver and jewels, but the treasure hunter did not choose to carry the treasure chest home, but searched around the treasure chest. , to see if there might be vipers lurking in the shadows.

The Mongolian cavalrymen of Fengziying were thirsty and their armor was mixed with sand, but because of King Qi's order, they could only endure it.

This is also thanks to the elite of the Fengzi Battalion. If it were another army, they might have already begun to mutiny.

However, hard work paid off, Huo Qubing waited for a long time, and finally waited for the scout to report.

"Report! The enemy army only has a few hundred people, but behind the enemy's flanking sand dunes, there are still thousands of cavalry camping hidden. There are probably at least 5000 troops!"

This sentence instantly calmed down everyone in Fengziying.

Chi Rong took a deep breath: "It's bait."

"Yes, it's the bait." Huo Qubing closed his eyes and meditated, "The Oirats are very smart, they know that the Han people's combat habit in the desert is to divide and spread the forward troops to find traces, and they will not bump into tens of thousands of troops at once. So they threw a bait of hundreds of people, as soon as the forward troops of the Ming army took the bait, the five thousand cavalry hiding in the dark would come out and devour the forward of the Ming army."

This is exactly the case. If any normal general is struggling to find the enemy in the desert, when he finds the enemy, he can't help but charge without thinking and eat the enemy up.

However, Huo Qubing is not a normal general.

When Chi Rong heard this, the sun was scorching, but a layer of cold sweat rose on his back: "It's so dangerous!"

If it weren't for Huo Qubing's rational judgment just now, they might have been trapped in a tight siege!

"Then, shall we withdraw now?" Chi Rong asked in despair.

If they withdraw, the possibility of being able to return to the camp alive is basically zero under such a situation of cut off food and grass.

If you fight, 800 people will fight more than 5000 Wala cavalry?

No matter how you think about it, you can't win!

"No, we can just wait." Huo Qubing said patiently.

"Wait?" Chi Rong was a little confused, "Waiting for what?"

Huo Qubing looked up at the sky and said to himself: "Waiting for the right time, place and people."

"Sun Bin's Art of War Moon War" has a saying: "The weather, the location, and the harmony of people, the three cannot be achieved, and even if you win, you will suffer."

Huo Qubing has never read military books, but this does not mean that he will only be reckless in war.

On the contrary, Huo Qubing didn't read military books because he felt that his own tactics were far better than anyone else's!
……

From day to night.

The weather in the desert has always been extremely weird. During the day, it is dry and hot, as if it can fry the sand, making it almost suffocating.But at night, the temperature drops suddenly, almost dripping into ice, even if you wrap several thick clothes, you will shiver with cold.

The night was like ink, deep and silent.

Both the Fengziying and the Wala people were enduring the severe cold and did not light a bonfire, just because the light of the bonfire would reveal their position.

They all think they are hunters, waiting for the prey to get into the trap, so that they can feast on and enjoy a tempting meal.

Suddenly, the wind picked up.

A wind blowing in the desert is a terrifying thing.

The yellow sand rolled up all over the sky, and nothing could be seen clearly ten steps away. It was like a terrifying monster that devoured darkness and despair. I didn't know what kind of terrifying enemy was hidden behind the strong wind and sand.

Standing on the desert, Huo Qubing raised his hands, as if holding up the sky with his vigorous and powerful arms: "The wind—ris—"

At this moment, he was like Prime Minister Zhuge who borrowed the east wind during the Battle of Chibi.

As a general, you should first observe the time of the sky, and then know the favorable location before you can use your troops according to the law.If you count more, you will win, and if you count less, you will lose. How can it be counted?
The winter solstice is yang, the summer solstice is yin, and when it comes and goes, it has its own weather. This is a natural law.

And a top general not only needs to be both literary and military, wise and brave, know people and be good at tasks, but also needs to observe the time of the sky, know the right place, and be in harmony with others.

Huo Qubing knew that his [-] Xiaoqi had the right time, place and people, and he didn't take advantage of it.

So he was waiting for an opportunity, waiting for a chance to turn things around!
Although the climate in the desert is weird, what Huo Qubing is best at is detecting changes in the sky in the desert. He is [-]% sure that there will be a strong wind tonight!

This is an incredible thing. It is almost dozens or even a hundred times more difficult to judge the climate in the desert than it is in the plains!
Huo Qubing did it, he is the humanoid radar and weather forecaster in the desert!
And now, the wind is coming.

The strong wind came with sand and dust, covering the field of vision and sweeping across the air!
The cavalry of Fengziying endured for a whole day without food or water. From being desperate and cold at the beginning, they have now become vicious wolves, almost unable to control themselves, rushing desperately!

Huo Qubing knew that this was the opportunity he had been waiting for, and now was the best time to attack!

He waited for the right time, the right location, and the harmony of people!

"Chi Rong." Huo Qubing had been dripping water for a whole day, and his voice was hoarse.

"The minister is here." The eyes of the Mongolian man Chi Rong were scarlet, and this ferocious beast suppressed the mania in his heart.

Huo Qubing let out a long sigh of relief: "Kill!"

"My king has an order, kill!"

"kill!!"

In the vast desert, they don't know how long they have endured.

From Shuntian Mansion, to Xuanfu Town, to Guangwu Town, and then to this vast desert, they didn't know how long they had endured. They took every step cautiously, day and night, and traveled long distances.

Following an order, under the flying sand all over the sky, the eight hundred brave riders of Fengziying came out in the wind!

They are like evil spirits that have just been fished out of the sand. They are ashen-faced, but full of ferocious eyes. They are like a pack of wolves, riding horses on the sand!
……

The Oirats didn't know that the prey they were waiting for had turned into hunters.

As the sudden gust of wind swept across the desert, the Oirat people could only get into their tents obediently, praying that the gust of wind would pass sooner.

However, not everyone loses their vigilance. There are always people who are tense and ready to face the crisis.

Batu Polo is a sober person.

He, also known as Batura, was the prime minister of Mongolia and the King of Anle among the three kings of Oara.

Although he is the king of peace, Baldur Polo never enjoys peace. In the tent, he heard the whistling wind outside, and keenly sensed that there seemed to be hidden danger hidden behind the strong wind and dust.

King Anle ordered: "Pass my order, add more camp patrols and guards to prevent the enemy from attacking suddenly!"

Although he was wary, it didn't help.The wind and sand were too big, and people and animals could not be distinguished only after more than ten steps, and the thick night added to their recognition.

This also made An Le Wang more and more uneasy, he always felt that an unknown crisis was about to come.

King Anle guessed Tu Polo right, the hidden crisis was indeed approaching, but except for King Anle, the rest of the Wala people did not notice that the Ming army had already put the knife on their necks.

There are only 800 of them.

The eight hundred warriors of the Fengzi Camp have already merged with the night, and with the help of the wind and sand, they were able to find the edge of the Oala camp!
(End of this chapter)