120. Sprinkle a fuel-enhancing agent for the battle between Han and Hun

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120. Sprinkle a fuel-enhancing agent for the battle between Han and Hun

Leaving the cavalry world.

Zhang Qi sat in the tent and pondered.

There are too few talents who can show off their skills, and they can't compare with the Azhu Liu Che, who has a population of tens of millions next door.

If he wants to carry out his maritime career, he must understand the ship craftsman in this industry. He has talents in Liaodong and Liaoxi, but can he go?

Steady and steady is the development policy he has set now. At this moment, Zhang Qi doesn't want to be exposed to the vision of those people in the Han area as soon as possible.

Thirty thousand people were hiding on the vast Northeast Plain, so stable that no one could find them if they didn't come to him deliberately.

But being stable means you will miss a lot of things. For a moment, Zhang Qi fell into a dilemma.

"The plot of Mayi is about to begin. This battle determines the opportunity for the Han area to launch a war against the Huns completely. Although no one of the Han Dynasty and the Huns died or injured in this battle, the subsequent waves were extremely surging.

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Zhang Qi recalled the little things about Mayi's plan in his mind.

In June, the Han Dynasty's 300,000 army built a perfect encirclement on several mountains around Mayi City. As long as the military minister Shanyu brought people into the encirclement, the Han Dynasty's soldiers could encircle the 200,000 Huns' army to death.

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Unfortunately, the plan is good, but the details are insufficient.

The scene of only seeing cattle and sheep in the mountains but not herders made the military minister Shanyu, who was originally a nomadic background, be alert.

Someone caught a few tongues, and under the threat of life, Junchen Shanyu soon realized that this was a trap. Before the encirclement, all the Huns army dispersed, and Wang Hui, the big boss who led the operation, actually did this.

I didn't dare to move as the Huns left.

There are a total of 300,000 troops. As long as he leads the soldiers around him to rise up, not to mention the total annihilation of the 200,000 Huns, it will not be as ugly as it did afterwards, either side has not been killed or injured, and one soldier or soldier.

The Huns dispersed and the Han army returned to the court.

Liu Che was furious and gave all his trust to Wang Hui, but Wang Hui was not sure, so he was detained and was sentenced to prison, and committed suicide in prison. It was also because of his suicide. Han Anguo, the censor of the Lord and the Sect, completely saw Liu Che's plan clearly.

Since then, the Han Dynasty has entered an atmosphere of absolute political correctness towards the Hungarians.

In September, the border counties were also retaliated by the furious Huns, and the people were displaced and all their finances were captured.

The Han Dynasty did not resist, and only a few words remained in the historical books, and Hu and Hu went there for a few months.

Zhang Qi was desperately trying to squeeze the memories in his mind, wanting to recall every detail. Although what is written in the book may not be absolute, the general trend must be like this!

This is the cultural heritage of 5,000 years of inheritance. Every word and every sentence are precious information copied from the long river of time.

"perhaps."

After a long time, Zhang Qi, who was sweating profusely, leaned on his back weakly and murmured to himself: "You can bet!"

"There are two months left before June. Perhaps, my eyes should not be on the population of Sushen in Fuyu."

Zhang Qi stood up from the seat and came to a map before a map, which was the map around Hulun Lake painted by Liu Chai.

"They don't know how to run away. Just go and plunder if you have time. The most important thing now is the Huns!"

Looking at the lines on the map, Zhang Qi's eyes were bright.

"The Huns army should have set out long ago. Now the grassland is empty, killing cattle, killing sheep, and plundering food. I have a cavalry to cut down the world. The army can move forward lightly, without logistical pressure, and without baggage trouble. As long as I want, I can even Fight all the way to the Shanyu Court!”

Zhang Qi held the map tightly with his hand: "Only kill cattle, sheep, plunder food, don't have people, wait for the 200,000 Huns army to retreat to the desert, what is waiting for them is famine!"

"When they are famine, they will gather at the Chanyu Court. When they are famine, they will go south in advance to rob!"

“Is the robbed food enough?”

"Absolutely not enough. The cattle and sheep are dead. No matter how many people grab, it is not enough for the grassland people to share. So what can I do?"

"What will happen after the Huns robbed?"

"people!"

"Swap people with food and supplies!"

A line suddenly appeared in Zhang Qi's mind, connected into a string.

He suddenly turned around and Zhang Qi shouted: "Come here!"

Two female soldiers entered the tent and knelt on one knee: "Your Majesty!"

"Speed!"

While speaking, Zhang Qi returned to the table, took out a piece of cloth, and quickly wrote something on it.

After a moment, Zhang Qi handed the written cloth to the female soldier: "Let Liu Chai send three troops to set off for Liaodong County, with the banner of Xianbei, and let them find a way to contact the prefect of Liaodong County and tell him that I have a big gift, Let’s see if he dares to ask for it!”

"promise!"

The female soldier took the cloth and turned around and left.

Zhang Qi was sure what he wanted to do, and relaxed his spirits, closed his eyes and leaned on the seat to rest.

Just now, in order to recall the little things about Mayi's plan, the brain power was exhausted. When the string was loosened, he was drowsy.

After waved his hand and asked the female soldier to leave and not disturb him, Zhang Qi fell asleep in the seat.

In a daze, Zhang Qi only felt the change in temperature, and then a cloak covered him. He did not wake up and slept soundly.

the next day.

The two 2,000 troops of Wang Li and Hu Shui were assembled.

Zhang Qi also woke up at this time.

There was nothing necessary to wash up, so Zhang Qi wiped his face in a hurry, took his own weapon and arrow and drove to the place where the army gathered.

"My warriors!"

Immediately, Zhang Qi opened his arms as if he was holding all of them in his arms.

"I need you, God needs you, can you dare to die!"

After a word fell, the army gave Zhang Qi the most powerful response.

"Die for the Lord! Die for the God of Heaven! Die for the place to die! Die for the place to die!"

"Die for the Lord! Die for the God of Heaven! Die for the place to die! Die for the place to die!"

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Fanatic emotions infected everyone. These soldiers under Zhang Qi believed that after their death, they would enter the God's ranch, where

In this era, faith is no exaggeration to say, it is the primary productive force!

People live to yearn for beauty, and no one can stop them.

"The whole army! Come with me to fight!"

"Woo--"

"Woo--"

The dull but loud horn sounded, and as the flag moved, more than two thousand people and more than six thousand horses headed towards the direction of the Great Xing'an Mountains at the same time.

That’s right, the Daxinganling, Fuyu and Sushen tribes will let them enjoy their lives for a while.

This time, Zhang Qi is going to flatten the grassland!

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Half a month later.

The iron hooves trampled on the blood, and there were crying and despair all around them.

The white evil ghost is coming again.

The tribal powers around Hulun Lake were trembling.

The armored knights who shone silver in the sun once again wiped out their courage.

They couldn't understand why their tribes were united but still could not stop these evil ghosts. They didn't even hide the arrows shot by the warriors in the grassland. The powerful and powerful had seen the evil with their own eyes gushing blood on their necks.

The ghost bit a grassland warrior to death with his teeth.

They closed their eyes in despair, and the powerful and powerful present knew that the original style of these white evil spirits and those conquered tribes had no survivors.

But after waiting for the butcher knife for a long time, until the surroundings were quiet, no one took their lives, only on the side of the ranch, the whine of cattle and sheep before the tragic death of cattle and sheep continued.

The powerful people on the grassland were confused.

Has the white evil spirit changed its temperament?

Don't kill the powerful?

Now they don’t know that what awaits them in the future will be hunger that is more painful than death.
Chapter completed!