Molested Zulong at the beginning

"They are good at running thousands of miles, and flexible changes. When they find that they have an advantage, they will pounce on you like a pack of wolves. When you can't react at all, they will bite your neck and let them die."

"But once you fall into a disadvantage, turn around and run, and you can't catch up even if you want to."

"With our ability, it is not difficult to defeat them head-on, but it is extremely difficult to annihilate them in a single battle."

Others may not be aware of this, but as Bai Su, who is familiar with history books, he is very clear about the Huns' ability to escape more nimbly than rabbits.

Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty spent a huge price on the Northern Expedition to the Xiongnu for 44 years, but most of the achievements were beheading hundreds and beheading two thousand.

Among them, the record of beheading more than tens of thousands is very few.

After all, the Huns are not fools. Once they realize that they can't fight head-on, they will run away and grow up. Anyway, you can't catch up, and there is nothing you can do about me.

It is too difficult to annihilate the Huns' army in World War I and break their backbone.

Hearing this, Meng Tian thought carefully about what had happened, and a hint of surprise appeared in his eyes.

It turned out to be the same as what Bai Su said.

When she first led the army out of the fortress, the Xiongnu army didn't know that their rations had been replaced. Without the shackles of logistics, the Huns didn't check for a while, but they were attacked by her for thousands of miles, and more than [-] people were beheaded in the first battle.

After that, although Xia Jun still won three battles and three victories, he continued to advance deep into the grassland.

However, the number of beheadings is constantly decreasing. Obviously, the vigilance of the Huns has become stronger and stronger, and the same tactics have had little effect.

It is almost impossible to achieve a record of beheading [-] people in the first battle like the first battle.

"What is needed now is a change of thinking?"

After pondering for a moment, Meng Tian raised his head to look at Bai Su who was beside him, and asked, "Then according to your opinion, what should we do?"

Bai Su said solemnly: "Didn't the Huns spread rumors all the time, saying that there was a curse from the wolf god and news that the general was dying?"

"At this time, they don't know that our army has turned the corner. Why don't they use this opportunity to play the trick they thought and deliberately show weakness."

"Let them have the illusion that we are just a crumbling thatched hut that will collapse with a slight kick."

"In this way, the Shanyu of the Huns will definitely not let it go. This once-in-a-lifetime opportunity will definitely lead the main force to attack."

"And we can lure them to the narrow valley area, come out and beat the dogs, and swallow this main force in one go."

After hearing Bai Su's plan, Meng Tian was taken aback for a moment, and then his eyes lit up.

Now that the Xia army retreated to Baideng Mountain, the Xiongnu's army only surrounded the surrounding area, but did not launch a fierce attack. One reason was that, with the advantage of the Central Plains' strong bows and crossbows, thousands of people could directly push back the Huns' tens of thousands of cavalry. Difficult to attack down.

Secondly, because of her reputation outside the Great Wall, she has a natural deterrent effect on the Xiongnu. As long as she stands in the barracks for a day, the Xiongnu army will not dare to enter easily.

But once she "is gone" as the commander-in-chief of the three armies, Xia's army will be panicked, and the Huns will surely breathe a sigh of relief. In addition, for more than half a month, some people in Xia's army have been "sick" and their combat power has become weaker. Weaker and weaker, morale extremely low.

In the eyes of the Huns who don't know the real situation, this is indeed a golden opportunity.

Thinking of this, Meng Tian couldn't help showing a smile on his cold and pretty face: "It seems that this general needs to "die of illness" once."

Meng Yi smiled and said: "My sister cheated her death this time, in exchange for a good opportunity to annihilate the main force of the Huns, it's worth it."

Meng Tian looked at Bai Su who was at the side: "All this is due to Mr. Bai. He came all the way from Xianyang, not only saved the lives of 20 soldiers of mine, but also used this opportunity of getting sick to make our original inferiority Become an advantage, the son is a great talent, one person can be worth a thousand troops."

Bai Su scratched his cheeks, and said with a smile, "The generals are overrated. I'm just talking about it. The key to the victory of this battle depends on the generals."

"I have a suggestion for this fraudulent death plan. There are also some cautious people among the Huns. If we release the news of the general's death too directly, it may arouse suspicion."

"It's hard to catch big fish just by thinking on the first level, so we have to think a little more, not only to count the enemy, but also to count our own people."

"For example, the general usually manages the army strictly and thinks carefully. Even if there is a huge change, he will block the news as soon as possible to prevent the army from becoming chaotic."

"The general has been at war with the Xiongnu for more than half a month. Some of the smarter people in the Huns have already understood the general's character. When they see something that does not conform to common sense, they will definitely not rush into it easily. Therefore, we need to pretend to block the news."

"Pretending to be a mess in the barracks, but pretending that nothing happened outside the barracks gate, and then let some people "accidentally" expose some traces."

"Let the Huns guess that the general has died of illness, we have no fighting spirit, and we are going to retreat to the Central Plains in the dark, so the Huns will definitely not miss this opportunity."

"If you want to count the enemy, you must first count yourself... Hey, why are you looking at me like this, two generals?"

As he was speaking, he suddenly felt a little quiet, and when he looked up, he saw Meng Tian and Meng Yi staring at him with strange expressions.

Meng Yi coughed lightly, and said, "No...it's nothing, I just feel that the young master's wave is on the fifth floor."

There was also a smile on Meng Tian's cold and pretty face: "If you want to count the enemy, you must first count your own people. This idea is really interesting. If you win this battle, the young master will take the lead."

Chapter 90 Is there a public restroom? You can leave if you want

"King Zuoxian..."

In the big tent with the bonfire raging, a sweaty, mud-stained spy opened the curtain and walked into the big tent.

At this moment, Gao Sheng was on fire in the tent. A cold-looking woman with a scar on her face was sitting on a chair covered with white wolf fur. A machete embroidered with a golden wolf pattern was pinned to her waist, symbolizing her noble status. .

Several barbarian subordinates, some were roasting mutton, while others were pouring wine for her, obviously of extraordinary status.

This person is the Zuoxian King of the Huns, and the right-hand man of Shan Yu Maodun.

In the war where the Xiongnu defeated Linhu and Donghu, she made great military exploits. She was the one who made the strategy of burying the corpses of cattle and sheep under the river bed and letting the soldiers and horses of the Central Plains drink the polluted river water.

King Zuo Xian saw the spy came back, put down the wine cup in his hand, and said with a smug smile: "How is the situation recently? Is Xia Jun's camp already in chaos?"

The spy wiped the sweat off his head, cupped his hands and said, "Reporting to Zuo Xianwang, many soldiers of the Xia army have been infected with the disease, and now they rarely take the initiative to attack. They just hide in the camp around Baideng Mountain, unable to hide."

"But at the end of the day, we will see that the number of bonfires in the camp is significantly less than half a month ago. Obviously, the situation in the camp has reached a serious level."

Hearing this, King Zuo Xian couldn't help but smiled triumphantly and said: "Okay...following this trend, within a month, there may not be a few people in this camp who can hold a knife."

"By the way, that woman Meng Tian, ​​how is the situation now?"

As she spoke, she frowned tightly.

This number one warrior in China was much more difficult to deal with than she had imagined. He was already sick after drinking polluted water for a long time.

But he still supported his body and stood up every day to stabilize the morale of the army.

Under Meng Tian's command, Xia Jun, who had fallen ill one after another, still retained a terrifying strength and repelled her fierce attacks several times in a row.

Seven or eight thousand troops were lost in vain, but they didn't make any progress. This made her gnash her teeth for a while, but there was nothing she could do.

It's just because Meng Tian is too tenacious, as long as this woman is alive, Xia Jun under her leadership will be like a steel wall, unbreakable.

The spy stroked his chin and said, "Speaking of which, a strange thing happened in the Xia army recently."

King Zuo Xian was taken aback for a moment, and asked, "Strange thing?"

The spy nodded and said, "In the past, no matter how bad the weather was, Meng Tian, ​​as the commander of the three armies, would patrol the entire camp to stabilize the morale of the army and strengthen the guard."

"But it's been a long time these days, and I haven't seen Meng Tian's figure, and in the past, when they found out about our movement, Xia Jun would be on alert immediately and fight.

"But at the end of today, when the general led people to inquire, he found that Xia Jun's reaction speed was extremely slow, as if the army's morale was shaken and he didn't want to fight at all."

"Is it true that Xia Jun has started to get sick on a large scale, and the army is in chaos?"

Zuo Xianwang frowned and shook his head: "The time is short now, and it will only make some people with poorer systems get sick first, and it won't make all the 20 troops get sick one after another."

"Furthermore, Meng Tian, ​​the commander-in-chief of the three armies, stabilizes the morale of the army. Even if it is affected by the disease, it is not enough to disturb the morale of the army. If there is an accident, it is unless something happened in the camp of the Xia army, an accident we don't know, and so on... ...!!!"

She seemed to have caught something, and hurriedly looked at the spy and asked, "Tell me, how long has it been since you saw Meng Tian?"

The spy was taken aback for a moment, and replied: "It's been about four or five days, why does Zuo Xianwang ask this?"

Zuo Xianwang twitched his mouth and said, "I know why Xia Jun is so abnormal."

The spy asked, "Why?"

"Because that woman Meng Tian... is dead!"

A touch of excitement appeared on Zuo Xianwang's face, and he said: "Yes, it must be so. With that woman's rigid character, if she still has a breath, she will stand up and stand there like a banner. , to deter me from waiting."

"Now that she hasn't shown up for a long time, it means that her body can no longer bear it. She has drank the polluted river water for so long, and she is still carrying a weak body, and she comes out to patrol every day."

"Now that I finally fell down, it couldn't be more normal."

Thinking of this, just in case, she quickly sent her subordinates to check to see if Meng Tian was really dead. Jun Xia was panicked and had no fighting spirit.

After about an hour.

Several guards came back to report, just as she guessed, although the camp blocked the news and looked heavily guarded, but the layout of the bonfire in the camp seemed a bit messy.

Obviously, Meng Tian died, and Xia's army was in chaos.

Zuo Xianwang confirmed it vigilantly, and at the same time he breathed a sigh of relief, the ecstasy on his face could no longer be concealed: "Okay, call all our soldiers and horses, and surprise Xia's camp tonight."

The spy was stunned: "Don't you want to rule King Youxian? We only have an army of 20. Isn't it a little risky to storm the camp of [-] Xia troops?"

Zuo Xianwang twitched his lips and said confidently: "Once Meng Tian dies, no matter how many troops are left, they are just a flock of sheep with no fighting spirit, and there is no threat at all."

"What's more... this is an opportunity to wash away the humiliation of the Huns. How could I easily give in to her to... quickly mobilize troops and horses."

Hearing what King Zuo Xian said, all the generals of the Xiongnu didn't say anything, and all showed expressions of excitement.

After all, whoever can cut off Meng Tian's head will be a great achievement and will be famous all over the grassland.

Faced with this kind of opportunity, who would not be tempted.

Soon, an army of 8 people was assembled, and it rushed towards Xia Jun's camp in a mighty way.

Smoke and dust rolled all the way, and the sound of rumbling horseshoes made the whole earth tremble.

King Zuo Xian personally led the army, galloping his horse and shouting loudly:

"March! Accelerate the march!"

"Whoever can cut off Meng Tian's head, I will reward him with [-] cattle and sheep."

Hearing this, countless Xiongnu soldiers waved their scimitars like a pack of wolves, and marched towards the camp mightily.

Sure enough, as King Zuo Xian said, Xia Jun was panicked, and he didn't have much fighting spirit at all. In less than a while, the camp had already fallen.

King Zuo Xian was riding on his horse, watching the camp that had been stalemate for a month without being able to get close to it, and now it had completely fallen into the camp in his hands, the smile on his face could not be concealed.

However, she soon realized something was wrong.

Why does this camp get quieter the further you go inside?

"This...why is there nothing in this bank account?"

"Yeah, not a single person."

"Just various scarecrows."

King Zuo Xian was taken aback when he heard the words, pulled out the long knife at his waist, and opened the tent to see that there was no one inside, only countless straws and dry firewood.

It's broken, it's a trick.

Just when she realized it was bad and wanted to rule the army to evacuate the camp, it was too late.

On the hillside.

"Do you think this is a public toilet, you can come and go whenever you want?"

Bai Su looked at the Xiongnu army who had been completely hooked, and looked at Meng Tian beside him with a smile: "General, it's up to you next."

A smile appeared on Meng Tian's cold and pretty face at this time.

She raised her hand high, and crossbowmen stood out one after another. The burning arrows were so conspicuous in the dark night.

With an order, it flew out of the sky like a shower of meteor fire, and fell into the camp overwhelmingly. Under the catalysis of the fire starter, in the blink of an eye, the camp ignited a fire that soared into the sky.

Facing the fire soaring into the sky, the Huns army was in a mess and wanted to retreat to the camp, but the Huns soldiers who didn't know what was going on inside were still rushing forward from a distance.

People outside want to go in, people inside want to come out, the sound of trampled on, the sound of bones cracking, and the neighing of war horses frightened, can be heard endlessly.

The raging fire turned the camp into a sea of ​​flames, and the sky turned red.

King Zuo Xian's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he wanted to retreat out of the camp, but found that the entrance had already been sealed off by huge stones, leaving only a very narrow opening.

A group of Xia soldiers holding long spears, like an iron wall of thorns, blocked the opening, picking off the soldiers of the Huns one by one.

And behind the Chang Ge Shou, there are a group of crossbowmen ready to go, and a rain of arrows rises from the sky and falls overwhelmingly.

Under the watchful eyes of King Zuo Xian, the Xiongnu soldiers who used to be as brave as a pack of wolves fell down in pieces like cutting wheat.

She looked at the continuously spreading fire behind her, and at the impenetrable iron wall in front of her, a look of despair appeared on her face.

It's over, it's over.

Chapter 91 The Worries of the Political Sister

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