A few days later, Zhao Kuo led his army to Jiuyuan. The road starting from Handan, passing through Dai County, Yunzhong and reaching Jiuyuan City came to an end here.
Along the way, Zhao Kuo did not see the beautiful scenery of wind-blown grass and low cattle and sheep. All the Rong and Di were either attached to Zhao or to the Huns. The herdsmen had already fled far away, and there was not a single cow or sheep on the grassland.
Even the wild horses and wolves seemed to feel the danger in the air and fled to other places.
Only the river on the left and the mountains on the right creep on the ground. The terrain here is narrow, with the widest point being only tens of miles, and the narrowest point being less than ten miles, which is most suitable for a decisive battle between the two armies.
Outside Jiuyuan City, Zhao Jun's camp stretched for nearly ten miles, with flags fluttering in the wind and a large formation covering the camp. The war clouds in the sky persisted all day long, and even birds did not dare to approach.
Dozens of miles away is the Xiongnu camp. Compared with Zhao Jun's camp, the Xiongnu camp seems to have no structure, and in fact it is so.
In the view of the Xiongnu, the best defense is to attack. Although they live by the water and often set up camps, they still have questions about how to connect the camps, how to set up roads, which direction the enemy is most likely to attack from, how to defend, etc.
Don't know anything.
The general habit of the Huns is to set up camps from high to low in order of status. The center is the tent of the King of the Huns, where the Chanyu is, followed by the virtuous kings on the left and right, and the other Rong and Di retinues at the outermost.
However, due to the special care of the Xiongnu, King Loufan, King Xiu, King Xiuxun, King Zhuraccoon, and King Heigu were fortunate enough to live next to the Chanyu and enjoy the same treatment as the Chanyu. They were protected by guards when they came and went, and they slept alone at night.
Tu also arranged for them to have beautiful concubines to sleep with them, and their food and clothing expenses were the same as Gu Tu's.
Gu Tu was also very considerate and sent generals to help them command the army to prevent them from being overworked.
Several monarchs were also very moved and sent greetings to Gu Tu and his family in their hearts every day, even counting up to eighteen generations.
King Lou Fan and King Xiu felt extremely regretful in their hearts. They were indispensable for the Xiongnu's current power. If they had not decided to join the Xiongnu in the first place, attack Zhao together, and help the Xiongnu gain momentum and regain other Rongdi,
Things would never be like this.
Who would have thought that the Xiongnu would kill donkeys, cross rivers, and demolish bridges. After becoming powerful, they would immediately turn their backs and annex them.
It is too late to regret now. They only hope that Zhao can defeat the Huns and then put them back. Even if they become vassals to Zhao and pay tribute every year, they are willing to do so.
"Why are there so many Xiongnu people?" Meng Wu said in surprise. There were hundreds of thousands of soldiers that could no longer be counted, but judging from the size of the camp, the number of Xiongnu soldiers was very likely to reach two of the Zhao army.
times.
"About half of them were soldiers from other Rongdi. When news came, Gu Tu forced Loufan, Huo Bao and other Rongdi to send 100,000 soldiers. It can be said that after this battle, all the soldiers on the grassland except Donghu
The Rong and Di are completely ruined. It will definitely not be possible to regain their previous strength in just a few decades." Liu Ping said.
As for Donghu, they were enemies of the Yan State. They had very little communication with the Zhao State and could not threaten the Zhao State. It was also impossible for the Zhao State to conduct an expedition against the Donghu State, which would be a thankless effort.
"This is based on the premise that they can defeat us. If they lose...it won't be a question of whether we should be defeated...and the probability of them defeating us is so small that it can be ignored." Cai Ze said coldly.
As an adult of Yan Guogang, he has been accustomed to the wars between the Yan people and the Rong Di since he was a child. For decades, countless Gang adults fought against the Rong Di, and almost every family had relatives die at the hands of the Rong Di.
The cruel and unkind image of Rong Di has long been deeply engraved in Cai Ze's bones. Whether it is towards Donghu, Xiongnu, Loufan or Xiuzhai, Cai Ze has no favorable impression at all. In his heart, only the dead Rong Di is the best.
Good Rongdi.
Both the civil servants and the military generals nodded their heads, so what if there were more people? If whoever had more people could win, then why fight? Both sides could just put their soldiers on the battlefield to compare the number of people.
In the entire north, the only Rong and Di that Zhao could look at seriously were the Xiongnu and Donghu. As for the other Rong and Di, they were not even qualified to be looked at seriously. No matter how many there were, they were still scum.
"Between these Rong and Di
The conflict between them is very deep, and there is even a blood feud with the Xiongnu. I heard that the Xiongnu seems to have imprisoned every monarch of Rong and Di. On the battlefield, I don’t know how much combat effectiveness they can exert. Maybe they can directly transfer
Weapons to attack the Huns." Li Fu said with a smile.
As an old prime minister of the Yan Kingdom, Li Fu, like Cai Ze, had no favorable impression of Rong Di. However, he had lived in the court for a long time and received a generous salary, so his experience was different from that of border people like Cai Ze.
Hearing this, Li Si glanced at He Zongjun, Lou Fan Jun and Lin Hu Jun not far away without leaving any trace. The Huns were on guard against Rong Di, so how could Zhao not be on guard.
In comparison, the hatred between Rong Di and Zhao was deeper than the previous hatred with the Xiongnu. It was just because Zhao was so powerful that they never dared to show it.
"Your Majesty, I am born as Zhao people and die as Zhao ghosts. There is no difference of heart. Heaven and earth can tell." He Zongjun said quickly. Lou Fanjun and Lin Hujun also followed closely, for fear of being half a step too late.
It is true that they have enmity with the Zhao State, but they also know how powerful the Zhao State is. Even if the three tribes put together, they are not enough to destroy the Zhao State with one hand.
Compared to a small life, what does mere hatred mean?
Don’t you hear that a man can bend and stretch?
"I believe in you." Zhao Kuo showed a kind smile on his face, and then his face turned serious, "please don't let me down."
"I don't dare." The three people said quickly.
On the other side, Gu Tu was also observing Zhao Jun's camp. Looking at the thick war clouds over Zhao Jun's camp, Gu Tu's face became gloomy. Now, the war clouds are no longer a secret. Except for the Central Plains, other places are studying them.
The wonderful use of Zhan Yun.
"Priest, can we, like Zhao Jun, cover the camp with war clouds?" Gu Tu said, pointing in the direction of Zhao Jun.
"Chanyu, I heard that there is a power in the Central Plains called a war formation, which can strengthen the war cloud and enhance one's own strength. The Zhao army should be using this kind of power. We Xiongnu do not have this kind of power." said the Xiongnu priest.
He is a priest of Xiongnu Shamanism, but Shamanism is not a religion, but a general term for a type of religion. This type of religion is spread throughout the entire grassland north of the Central Plains. Each ethnic group has different rituals and worships different gods.
Some believe in the Kunlun God, some believe in the Sirius God, the Black Mountain God, etc.