Wei Qiqi waved his hand and called to the soldiers, "Get your bows and arrows ready. If you notice any movement in the sand net, shoot immediately. The Huns on the sand will not guess that there is an ambush under the sand!"
"Yes!" The soldiers seemed to understand. The seventh general was really smart. It seemed that the military camp could be saved.
The soldiers who had buried the sand nets all ran back. The Huns had already approached the military camp. Dust and sand were flying in the distance. They ran and rushed forward. Soon, the sand and dust disappeared. They probably discovered the quilt in the military camp.
He mistakenly thought they were Han soldiers, so he did not dare to advance rashly.
"The sand net has moved!" a soldier exclaimed.
"Listen to my order, don't waste your bows and arrows. Everyone is responsible for the sand net in front of them, and shoot when they see movement! Don't panic!" Wei Qiqi gestured, and a soldier set up his bow and shot an arrow. When the arrow hit the sand net, there was a muffled groan.
, no longer moves.
The Huns dived into the desert and many people fell silently under the sand net of the desert. The Huns did not know the reason, and there were not many people left, and they did not dare to act rashly. So both sides became quiet and understood each other.
depending on the other party’s situation.
"They won't be able to sneak into the sand for the time being. They will probably attack after dark. At that time, it's too dark in the desert and we can't see the movement of the sand net."
"General Seven, we see that they still have five or sixty people. What if they attack us at night?"
"More than a hundred of us have died, and there are only a few people left who are nothing to be afraid of. We have one hundred and fifty people now, and we won't necessarily lose even in hand-to-hand combat!" Wei Qiqi looked at the sky. The Huns had been fighting for so long.
There was no movement, so she probably guessed it, and started to do it at night, so she was somewhat passive.
Wei Qiqi stood up and walked back to the tent in distress. She sat there for a while and then walked out. Several soldiers followed her. Their purpose was no longer to look at her, but to hope that General Seven would
They thought of a good way to deal with the Huns, but they looked at Wei Qiqi eagerly, making Qiqi even more distressed.
"It's almost dark, light all the torches, and then ask the soldiers to take out all the drums and other things that can be beaten, and beat them hard! The louder the better!"
The soldiers didn't ask Wei Qiqi why. All the arrangements made by General Seven always made sense. They lit all the torches, took out all the drums and iron tools, and sat in the middle of the camp to beat.
Immediately, the drums and drums of the Han army camp were loud. The Huns in the distance were planning to attack at night. When they heard the rumbling sounds and blazing torches, they were a little confused. Why was the Han army camp so lively? How many people were waiting for them to attack?
When they went up, they felt a little lost.
Wei Qiqi took out the only jar of fish oil. It was really not easy to get this thing in the desert. She sat outside the door of the tent and started to make the last fish oil bomb. Qiqi felt sad while doing it.
It is estimated that in this battle, he will have no life left in the Han Dynasty. The Huns are barbaric by nature, and these more than a hundred Han soldiers are no match at all.
Within an hour or two, the Huns will definitely find something fishy in the Han camp, and another attack is inevitable. If the camp and supplies are burned down, Liu Zhongtian and the others will have nothing when they come back, and the huge army can only wait to die in the desert.
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This jar of fish oil must explode among the Huns before they can repel these Huns and let the soldiers die. Wei Qiqi can't do it. The only person who can go is her. The world of Dahan does not belong to her at all.
, maybe it’s not certain that the high energy of this explosion can send her back. Even if it can’t be sent back, it will probably be blown to death all at once, and everything will be over.