Yin Zhi stood on a hillside in front of his big banner, looking at the mountains in the north.
His eyelids have been twitching since the afternoon.
Especially, when he saw three plumes of smoke rising from the direction of Wuzhou in the afternoon, his mood fell into an abyss.
This was the agreement between King Zhelan and him.
If the Zhelan tribe cannot clear the way, they will light up three piles of wolf smoke as promised, informing them that the breakthrough has failed and that they need to reconsider the entire battle plan.
However, for some reason, Yin Zhixie's mood became heavier every second after seeing those three puffs of smoke.
It seemed as if some disaster had happened.
"Could it be that King Zhelan suffered a disastrous defeat?" Yin Zhixie thought in his mind, but then he shook his head: "This is impossible!"
In Yin Zhixie's view, the Han people might be able to contain the Zhelan tribe's advance with their firepower and numbers, but how could they inflict heavy damage on them?
The power of the Zhelan cavalry is recognized by the world.
From Modun Shanyu to the present, how many enemies has this tribe, nicknamed Shanyu’s Whip, defeated? How many kingdoms have they trampled on?
I can’t even count them!
With the fighting methods of the Han Dynasty and the clumsiness of the infantry, how could it be possible to inflict heavy losses on this powerful tribe?
Although, Yin Zhixie has been looking for various excuses and reasons in her heart.
But the uneasiness deep in his heart became more and more serious.
He felt as if his chest was being pressed down by a huge boulder, feeling extremely dull and uncomfortable.
"Zhelan!" Yin Zhixie finally couldn't stand the torture anymore and said to a guard who had been standing behind him: "Take someone to the direction of Wuzhou Fortress overnight to conduct a reconnaissance. If you encounter the Zhelan tribe,
Just ask, who is the commander of the Han army in Wuzhou? How many troops do they have?"
"Yes!" The guard knelt down, kissed the soil at Yin Zhi's feet, and then headed towards Wuzhou with dozens of riders.
The Huns were never afraid of marching at night.
In fact, the Huns often chose to sneak attack the enemy's camp at night, taking advantage of the moonlight.
About half an hour later, when Yin Zhixie was about to return his account, dozens of horses came running towards him under the moonlight in the distance.
"Master!" Zhe Buju, the guard who was sent to the north by Yin Zhixie half an hour ago to contact the Zhelan tribe, turned around and knelt down in front of Yin Zhixie: "Something big has happened!"
"What's going on?" Yin Zhixie asked quickly. He felt that something extremely terrifying might happen.
Even an earth-shaking event!
Otherwise, this guard should not come back at this moment.
"Master, this slave met some Zhelan cavalrymen on the road and brought them back. It would be better for the master to come and see them in person!" Zhe Buli didn't dare to say more and just kowtowed.
Yin Zhixie's inner uneasiness expanded again.
He quickly stepped forward and asked, "Where are they?"
Then, Yin Zhixie saw seven or eight Huns who were in a state of embarrassment and their faces were stained with blood.
As soon as these people saw him, they plopped down and knelt on the ground: "The great Tushe, Zhelan is gone!"
"What did you say?" Yin Zhixie stepped forward with a look of horror on his face, grabbed one of them by the lapel and asked, "What's going on?"
But the man seemed to be crazy, crying and saying: "Tushe! Zhelan headquarters is all over! Those Han Dynasty people..." His eyes were extremely frightened, as if just recalling the situation at that time, he would be hit from the bottom of his heart.
Like an all-round blow to the body, Na grabbed the pigtails on the back of his head and said in great pain: "Those Han Dynasty people are devils! They are devils, devils crawling out of hell!"
devil?
A demon crawling out of hell?
The Zhelan Cavalry, the devil's army recognized by the entire known world, is also considered a devil, a devil crawling out of hell.
What kind of terrifying army did the Han Dynasty people unleash?
"Zhou Yafu, have you and your Xiliu Camp reached this level of strength?" Yin Zhi thought tremblingly in his heart.
Apart from Zhou Yafu, the Prime Minister of the Han Dynasty, and his Xiliu Camp, Yin Zhixie really couldn't imagine who else in this world and army could inflict heavy losses on the Zhelan tribe?
But then he shook his head.
Even Zhou Yafu, even Xiliu Camp, should not, let alone cannot, turn these Zhelan cavalrymen who were not afraid of life and death in the past, regarded death as an honor, and were proud to die on the charge, into such cowards and cowards as they are now.
coward!
If it weren't for the clothes and appearance of these people, they would indeed belong to the Zhelan tribe.
Yin Zhixie might have thought that these guys who were crying, trembling, or even completely abnormal in front of him were just slaves from a certain slave tribe on the grassland.
They are worse than slaves!
At least the slave was whipped and knew to go to work immediately.
For these guys, Yin Zhixie felt that even if he slashed them with a knife, it would be useless.
Their spirit, their courage, their souls and bodies have all collapsed.
They no longer deserve to be called warriors.
Not even worthy of being called a human being!
"Where is King Zhelan?" Yin Zhixie asked nervously.
"Your Majesty..." When Youzhelan Cavalry heard this question, he buried his head deeply in the grass: "Your Majesty died in battle..."
"What!?" When Yin Zhi heard this, he couldn't stand still and his body became shaky.
King Zhelan!
This is King Zhelan!
The cruel, bloody, crazy and perverted King Zhelan!
The whip of Chanyu suppressed the whole world, and made the Xiongnu's horse hooves come from south to north, from east to west, King Zhelan!
He actually died in battle!
How could he die in battle?
Who can kill him?
At this moment, Yin Zhixie seemed to have been hit hard by dozens of hammers.
The whole person was knocked unconscious immediately. He even stopped breathing for a few seconds, and his brain went blank for an instant.
If you were not a member of the Luantang family, you would not know the importance of the Zhelan tribe to the Xiongnu Empire.
As we all know, Shan Yuting has three chariots.
Aries, Loufan and Zhelan.
However, in the eyes of the Xiongnu royal family, the Aries and Loufan tribes combined were not as important as the Zhelan tribe.
It can even be said that compared to Lou Fan and Zhe Lan, Aries are insignificant and can be discarded casually.
Without Aries, Loufan, and Xiongnu, there are still countless spare parts such as Hujie, Hushe, Jinyang, and Xiutu.
It really doesn't work. There are still elites from the four major clans and the royal court who can take their place.
But Zhelan is unique and irreplaceable!
Because the Zhelan tribe is the backbone of the Xiongnu, the source of their courage and heritage.
Since this tribe surrendered to Maodun Chanyu, it has never participated in any conspiracy against Chanyu Ting, nor has it participated in any coup.
They loyally followed Shan Yu's decree and laid a solid foundation for the hegemony of the Xiongnu Empire.
As long as Zhelan is here, the Xiongnu will always be strong and invincible.
If Zhelan is destroyed, then the entire Huns will be severely damaged.
From east to west, from south to north, on the vast prairie, the vast countries in the Western Regions, and in the ice and snow in the east.
From the past to the present, countless tribes that are ambitious and ready to seize the throne of the Xiongnu overlord have been suppressed and intimidated by the Zhelan cavalry.
The Xiaoyuezhi and Qiang people in the Hexi Corridor, the Xianbei Wuheng people in the east, and countless careerists within the Xiongnu.
Why do you obediently surrender in front of Shan Yuting's banner and don't even dare to breathe?
Chanyu even said that he must pay as much tribute as he was asked to pay, and ordered that a certain tribe must move out of a certain pasture, and he must move out!
It is because of the shadow of Zhelan Cavalry that it firmly frightens these tribes and these ambitious people!
They were afraid, and Shan Yuting became angry and used Zhelan cavalry to crush them, massacre them, and plunder them!
However, now, the broken cavalry and the broken halberd are in the Han Dynasty.
Yin Zhixie could already imagine those careerists and those enemies of the Huns who were ready to make a move.
I'm afraid they will no longer be at ease.
The foundation of the empire's hegemony has been shaken!
Yin Zhixie could not imagine what terrible upheavals and turmoil this news would cause if it spread to the grassland.
As the head coach, he is the one responsible for this campaign going south.
After losing the Zhelan tribe, we have no choice but to die to apologize!
But, this is not something that needs to be considered now.
Yin Zhi looked sideways at these Zhelan's defeated troops and said sternly: "The general died in battle, how can you still have the nerve to come back?"
After being scolded by him, these defeated soldiers lowered their heads and did not dare to speak.
Yin Zhixie let out a long sigh.
What if you stabbed Zhelan Cavalry in the past?
Except for Shanyu, anyone else may be sprayed back by these guys.
In the dictionary of Zhelan people, Tian is the boss, Earth is the second, Shanyu is the third, and they are the fourth.
Anyone else will not be taken seriously by them.
But at this moment, they lowered their heads, stared, refuted, and even lost the courage to stand up.
Yin Zhi shook his head, tried his best to calm down, and asked: "Tell me, tell me, what happened? How did King Zhelan die in battle?"
A defeated soldier raised his head and recalled the scene with a shiver.
Then he shuddered and lowered his head to the ground, not even daring to recall the terrible scene in his memory, that god-like Han cavalry.
He felt that every time he just remembered the scene he witnessed at that time.
That Han cavalry would go from memory to reality, appear in front of him, and then crush his whole body and mind into dregs and powder, over and over again!
Yin Zhi looked at all this sideways and shook his head.
These are hopeless!
However, he still needs to get first-hand intelligence and information from their mouths.
So, he slowed down his tone again and said softly: "It's okay, you are safe, don't be afraid..."
After being so comforted, he then asked: "Tell me, tell the great Xiongnu King Youxian, what happened to Zhelan headquarters? How did King Zhelan die in battle? How many people were there in the Han Dynasty? What weapons did they use?
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A defeated soldier reluctantly mustered up the courage to remember and tell Yin Zhixie what happened at that time.
But he soon discovered that he couldn't do it.
As long as he remembered the scene and the situation at that time.
He felt as if he had returned to that terrible hell battlefield.
In front of the Han army's formation, the devil's cavalry formed a dense formation, one after another.
The terrifying armor shone in the sunlight, making him unable to open his eyes.
The long lances were held flat in their hands, and the tall helmets had gorgeous crests with colorful tassels, spitting out their cores like poisonous snakes, fluttering in the wind.
They swept in majestically, like a hurricane. The devilish rumble of horse hooves echoed in his ears.
He saw his tribal cavalry being pierced and smashed into pieces by these demons.
Then, the survivors encountered an even more terrible disaster.
The devil cavalry of the Han Dynasty, brandishing their sabers, ran rampant in the formation.
The lives of the cavalrymen were harvested by them like pasture.
"Devil! Devil... The devil is coming... Run for your life..." He opened his eyes in horror, watching the demons rushing towards him.
The gleaming armor, long lance, and sharp saber seemed to pop out of his pupils.
He was so frightened that he lay on the ground, curled up, and held his head.
"Devil...devil...don't come to kill me, no!"
Obviously, he is crazy.
Yin Zhi looked at this scene sideways and took a deep breath.
As a soldier, a commander, and a tribal leader, he knew very well that it would take him to go through such a terrifying hell scene to scare a madman crazy.
But precisely because of this, Yin Zhixie urgently needed to know. What kind of magic did the people of the Han Dynasty play?
If you can't figure it out.
Next time, when the Han Dynasty people repeat their old tricks, I, Aries, Loufan, and the remaining thirty thousand people will all be tortured to death by them just like they did to the Zhelan tribe.
So, he continued to encourage and comfort other defeated soldiers.
After driving four people crazy, one of them finally broke down and revealed some useful information.
"The devils of the Han Dynasty rushed towards the king's banner, and I saw the banner fell. Many people said that the king died in the battle, and then we escaped..." The defeated soldier trembled and described the situation at that time.
, and said something.
However, this made Yin Zhi listen sideways and become even more confused.
The devil rushed towards Zhelan's banner, and then the banner fell down?
The entire army was in chaos, with countless people fleeing in all directions?
This scene was restored in Yin Zhi's mind.
However, there is a question here - as far as Yin Zhixie knows, King Zhelan's headquarters, the Great Banner, has eight hundred absolute Zhelan elites as the Great Banner Guards.
Even if there are more than 10,000 other Zhelan cavalry, even these 800 Great Guards are enough to sweep a tribe with thousands of cavalry on the grassland.
Not to mention head-on confrontation and hand-to-hand combat.
However, the so-called "devil" of the Han Dynasty seemed to easily break through the interception of Zhelan's Daguan Guards, and even dispersed the entire Zhelan tribe.
Yin Zhixie really couldn't imagine how such a thing happened?
Unless those Han people are real devils or magic soldiers and generals.
Otherwise, no matter how much he thought, Yin Zhixie could not think of anyone else in this world who could so easily and simply smash the backbone of the Xiongnu and suppress the Zhelan cavalry of the entire prairie tribe in front of their headquarters.
In front of the main force, they directly crushed Zhelan's army and completely defeated them.
Even the deserters were frightened like this.
"It's not good!" Yin Zhi sighed. He felt that the prospects for himself, his tribe, and his Shan Yu Meng were gloomy.
The whole world seemed to have lost its color.
The Zhelan tribe was completely defeated by the Han Dynasty in less than a day, and might even be annihilated. Even the army's banner was broken through, and the general died in battle.
Then what can you do to resist when you are waiting for others?
What's even scarier is...
Yin Zhi looked sideways at the lush land under the moonlight.
He knew that tonight would be very uneventful.
Zhelan's defeated troops should be more than just the people in front of him.
This means that more defeated troops will come to our own formation for shelter at night and tomorrow.
They will bring Zhelan's failure to everyone.
By tomorrow afternoon, all the Huns cavalry will know that Zhelan has been defeated and dead.
This is a nightmare for all the Huns cavalry.
The morale of the entire army may even be as low as rock bottom.
Think about it, the invincible and extremely powerful Zhelan cavalry is no enemy of the Han Dynasty.
What do those slaves and those lower-class cavalry think in their hearts?
"They will collapse just like these Zhelan people in front of them!" Yin Zhi told himself in his heart.
And this is definitely going to happen!
The Huns are as obsessed with Zhelan as they are with confidence.
Even now, surrounded by the Han army, everyone in the army, even the slaves, felt relieved after hearing that Zhelan's main force had marched north.
Everyone believes that the invincible Zhelan Cavalry will definitely break through the blockade of the Han army. Some even optimistically believe that the Zhelan Cavalry will definitely be able to destroy those Han Dynasty troops who are desperate to encircle and annihilate themselves!
How great the hope is, and how terrible the despair it brings when it is shattered!
"Immediately invite King Aries and King Loufan to come to my big tent to discuss matters!" Yin Zhi raised his head sideways and looked at the city in the distance that hid his figure in the darkness at night.
Zhelan's defeat completely disrupted all his previous plans.
Especially the news given by the defeated soldiers just now was clearly told to him.
The Han army that destroyed Zhelan was cavalry.
Only cavalry can attack Zhelan's large army.
Only the cavalry can defeat these Zhelan cavalry into what they are now.
The appearance of these defeated troops undoubtedly told Yin Zhixie that they were completely defeated by people in the fields where they were best at, most confident, and proudest. All their pride and pride were trampled into the mud, and they were trampled on.
Things can happen only after ten thousand feet.
Although Yin Zhixie didn't understand, how did that terrifying Han cavalry do it?
In a head-on confrontation, he defeated the strongest Xiongnu tribe completely, cleanly and mercilessly!
But in any case, these defeated soldiers did not lie.
This means that the Han cavalry does exist.
It is neither a myth nor a legend.
But reality.
This means...
When it completed its repairs and appeared on its back with its army.
Yin Zhi looked sideways at the world under the night sky.
He knew very well that once the situation developed to that point, he and his tribe, as well as Aries and Loufan, would all die here!
At the moment, he, his tribe, and all the Huns who invaded the south had only one way to go - to capture Mayi at all costs, and then to defend the city and wait for help, waiting for Shan Yuting to come to rescue, or to collect the corpses.
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Moreover, if we can capture Mayi...
"I have a hostage..." Yin Zhixie thought in his heart, he was far away from Chang'an: "Didn't the little emperor of the Han Dynasty like to brag the most, saying that he loves the people like his own son? I use thousands of Ma Yi
The army and the people, use them as bargaining chips to force them to let me go back to the country!"
Although, this idea made Yin Zhixie think it was a naive and ridiculous approach.
For any ruler, the people? Common people? Subordinates?
Isn't that just a bunch of numbers and indifferent names?
If you die, you will die!
No big deal!
However, Yin Zhixie knew that this was the only way he and his tribe, as well as Aries and Loufan, could go.
It is also possible and only possible to imagine the little emperor of the Han Dynasty as a ruler who loved his people like a son and valued the lives of his people above all else.
Otherwise, all the troops heading south will die without a burial place.
They will be besieged by the Han army on a battlefield of more than two hundred miles near Mayi, bit by bit nibbled away, bit by bit squeezed, bit by bit eliminated.
Even the Han army did not need to take action.
Just build a fence and tie your pockets tightly.
The Hun cavalry in the encirclement will also slowly starve to death.
And to win Mayi, he only has one chance!
Yin Zhi raised his head sideways and stared at Mayi City.
"Tomorrow at dawn, the whole army will attack!" he thought in his heart.
He only has one chance.
If you miss it, it will never be possible to capture Mayi again. (To be continued.)
PS: On the 28th, I plan to go shopping with others~
Everyone said, is it better to update on the 28th with 20,000 words or 30,000 words?
Anyway, I will save more manuscripts in these two days!
Hmm, there are still 9 left to order, so it’s only 5,000~
