In order to disguise himself as a horse bandit, Li Fei not only changed his voice to speak the language of a country in the Western Regions, but even the combat formations were very scattered, without any Han military style. In addition, Li Fei, who was also pretending to be wearing leather armor, had removed his heavy armor.

The cavalry looks very much in the style of the Western Regions. No one can imagine that this is a Han army.

Because this is a border area between various countries, there may be horse bandits or idle businessmen passing by from time to time, and there is no room for Li carelessness. The dispersion of the lineup is also worried that the Huns who will come to investigate later will see it from the neatness of the horse hoof prints.

Clues.

For the Huns who have been fighting all year round, judging the approximate size of the army from the horse hoof prints, the quality of the horses and the tactical style are almost as instinctive as bows and arrows. There are still three thousand nails in the broken ship. Regarding the Northern Huns, Li did not dare to be careless at all.

Li's cry of killing immediately reached Ji She's ears.

Looking at this sparsely rushing "horse bandit cavalry", Ji She's eyes were full of disdain and excitement.

"Brothers, extra food is here! Make it all for me!"

Unlike Li's disguise, Ji She spoke directly in Xiongnu without any hidden intention. After all, what the Northern Xiongnu did was already a secret known to all countries, just like an unspoken rule, as long as it was not revealed

Yes. Even if some clues are exposed, other countries will not dare to attack directly. Just come to hold them accountable, and the Northern Huns will refuse to admit their guilt.

In Ji She's view, this horse bandit who "flyed into flames" was already in his pocket.

"kill!"

Both sides had no intention of guerrilla detours, and both regarded the other as a dish, so they directly resorted to the most primitive hand-to-hand combat. After two rounds of arrows, the two armies directly engaged in a fight.

Screams and the sound of falling horses could not be heard for a while.

But soon, Ji She found something was wrong.

All those who fell around were his own knights, and the enemy's knights didn't see much damage at all. As he thought, this was a complete massacre, but the one being slaughtered was not the opponent, but his own side.

"How can it be?"

Ji She said in disbelief as he looked at the clan members falling around him in disbelief.

Suddenly, an enemy with a dark complexion and a strong body rushed towards him on horseback, slashing at him from top to bottom with a knife.

The sharp sword was still far away, and the sharp wind of the sword already caused a faint pain on his face.

An alarm bell rang in Ji She's heart. His heart was beating rapidly, and almost all the strength of his body exploded. He held a spear in front of him with both hands.

"Crack!"

While he was stunned, an invisible cold light flashed through the center of the iron spear, and he felt a chill from the top of his head to his crotch.

"This is impossible! Who are you?"

Slowly speaking his last words, a black line appeared from top to bottom on Ji She and the horse under his crotch. Suddenly, countless blood spattered, and four huge pieces of flesh and blood fell to the ground. Both the man and the horse, all

They were all cut off with one knife.

This terrifying scene made the surrounding Huns cavalry fall into silence for a moment. Their eyes were filled with shock and fear as they looked at Li, as if they had seen the most terrifying demon in the world.

"Kill!" Li didn't care at all about the feat he had just done. He swung the sword slightly to shake off the blood splashed on it, and continued to kill forward.

After all, the Northern Huns were the Northern Huns. Their general was killed, and the enemy was so terrifying. Although they were afraid, they did not collapse and retreat at that time. Although they were restrained and frightened, they continued to fight.

The battle without any suspense soon came to an end. Although they lost their sophisticated armor and neat formation, the terrifying combat power of the Flying Bear Army was still beyond the capabilities of normal cavalry. Nearly a thousand Huns cavalry were quickly slaughtered.

In the air, no one could escape. However, the Flying Bear Army suffered only dozens of injuries, and its terrifying combat power was clearly visible.

"Burn all the corpses on the spot. Put the ashes of the fallen brothers into the altar and bury them in the Hall of Heroes when they return home." Li arranged.

"Clean the battlefield quickly. The Huns have flying eagles to send messages and will find us at any time."

The Flying Bear Army quickly cleaned up the battlefield with familiarity, and then a group of people rode away without any delay.

"Zhiran, you are really like a flying general." Looking at Li Shuluo's actions, Xu Shu chuckled.

"That's natural. I am the tenth descendant of Li Guangzhi. How can I insult my ancestors' wisdom? This is just a small test." Faced with Xu Shu's ridicule, Li Bu blushed and said.

Regarding Li's shamelessness, Xu Shu shook his head speechlessly. However, this is also the norm in this era. People with the surname Sun will try their best to lean on the grandson of the ancestor of the military strategist.

Needless to say, he is a descendant of the royal family, and he was born in Kansai with the surname of Li. He calls himself a flying general. Li is a typical example.

Anyway, after a lot of wars and accidents, some family history has become impossible to test. Who knows that one of your ancestors might not be the illegitimate son or posthumous son of some big shot. Besides, as long as you hold great power and have a big enough reputation, others will know that it is just a lie.

I won't find it uncomfortable to point it out.

Do princes and generals have the kind of relationship? This was once the mainstream of this era, and aristocratic families did not accept this trick. If your ancestor is not a famous person, but a grassroots person, then you have no qualifications for them to look up to you, and it is impossible to defect to you.

Good reputation, good family and good ancestors are the basic conditions for success, and Yuan Shao is one of the best. This is also the main reason why he can become the leader of the princes alliance. Otherwise, how can a mere Bohai governor subdue all the princes?

"Yuanzhi, are we just going through this?"

"Um."

"But what's the use of going through all this trouble? Although such a small loss is not insignificant to the Northern Huns, I'm afraid it's of little use. Once they tighten their guard in the future, our actions will be even more difficult, so what's the point."

Li puzzled.

"It doesn't make sense now, it's just a test. But once the water is muddied, what we do will make sense." Xu Shu said meaningfully.

"Confusing it? Are you planning to involve other forces?"

"What do you think the Northern Huns will do after suffering several losses? Are they going to sit back and wait for death?" Xu Shu asked.

"Hibernate temporarily and wait for an opportunity to ambush. Isn't this the best way?"

"But what if we never take the bait or even show up?" Xu Shu's eyes flashed sharply.

"Today's Northern Xiongnu are not afraid of fighting to the death. What they are most afraid of is being cut with blunt knives and being bled to death bit by bit. This is because their foundation is too shallow. An'an and Kushan can afford it, but they cannot afford it at all.

"

"The small groups of Anxi and Kushan cavalry have too weak combat capabilities, so they cannot weaken the Northern Huns. But we are different. Although our five hundred flying bear troops are not large in number and their combat power is not too terrifying, with their excellent speed

, is definitely a headache for the Northern Huns. As long as we are not destroyed for a day, the Northern Huns will not stop for a day."

"If they just endure it, they will either have their flesh cut with our blunt knives and bleed to death. Or, they will give up their looting. But how much material can they accumulate as a group of nomads alone? How many people can they support?

In the end, we still cannot escape the result of decline.”

"With no other way out, they have only one path to choose."

"What way?"

"Crazy!" Xu Shu said in a deep voice: "If you don't go crazy, you will perish. I believe that the Xiongnu in the north are too bloody-minded to sit still and wait for death. They will definitely become crazy, and this is a precursor to their destruction. Similarly, it is also what we are waiting for.
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