The grassland has the rules of the grassland. The lower-level Huns herdsmen understand the nature of wolves just like the old farmers of the Han Dynasty understand the land. You can know what is happening with your eyes closed. Ever since the Tuntou could just climb on the back of a horse, he followed his father and mother.
Running on the grassland, I have seen all kinds of horses, sheep and wolves. The Huns, who have listened to the howls of wolves since they were young, are naturally extremely sensitive to the howls of wolves. When they hear the meaning of the howls of wolves, Tuen Tou
Then he realized that the danger was not far away, although he was not yet sure what kind of danger it was.
Rubbing his hazy sleepy eyes, Chuck Qi was very reluctant and wrapped the sheepskin around him tightly: "What's wrong? Why did you wake me up so late?"
"listen!"
The two people raised their ears and listened carefully for a while. Apart from the howling of wolves, there was only the sound of wind. Chuck Qi said depressedly: "What's so nice to hear? It's just howling of wolves."
"The wolf's cry is wrong. It's calling for help. They are in trouble."
"What's weird about this? You've never seen wolves fighting before. If you go to sleep, you might go to the battlefield tomorrow. If you die, you'll be asleep forever." He turned over and lay down again.
The Tuen leader listened for a while and then pushed Cha Keqi awake again: "No, something must have gone wrong. We'd better report it to the leader quickly. What if the Han people come?"
"Han people? We can't stand such a cold weather, let alone those lazy Han people. Let's go to you. My father hates people disturbing his sleep. I was beaten severely last time. I
I don’t want to be beaten again.”
Tuntou hesitated for a moment, then got up and left.
Zha Keqi stopped him: "What? Are you really going? Aren't you afraid that my father will beat you? Besides, there are so many people here, and there are scouts and sentries outside, even if the Han people come, it is impossible not to
Alarm us, you and I are just ordinary soldiers, no matter how ordinary we are, we don’t need to make those adults who are above us unhappy."
The howling of wolves gradually became less and less, and the grassland returned to calm. The Huns' camp was behind a hill with a north wind. Those with tents set up tents, and those without tents could only find a nook and cranny in the snow to hide themselves.
There was no dry firewood on the grassland in winter, and the moist cow dung was burning with light blue flames. There was no sense of temperature at all. So, everyone could only huddle together shivering.
The argument between Tuen Tou and Cha Ke Qi woke up the sleeping leader. He picked up something around him and threw it over, hitting Cha Ke Qi on the back. The object was very heavy and a muffled sound could be heard. The bite
Gritting his teeth without making a sound, Cha Keqi pulled Tuen Tou's robe hard and motioned for him to lie down quickly.
Mo Yu hid in the dark and saw everything clearly. As soon as it got dark, he led his people to sneak over. The scouts and sentries were easy to deal with. With the skill and ability of their masters from the Mo family, they were able to infiltrate the sparse and sieve-like environment.
Even if they went back and forth three or five times in the camp, no one might notice them. However, the wolves were different. Their highly sensitive sense of smell and tense nerves allowed them to be quickly discovered by the wolves.
At the first moment, Mo Yu thought that this plan was likely to fail. The most taboo thing about a sneak attack was to be exposed too early. The wolves did a big favor to the Huns. In order to drive away the wolves, Mo Yu paid the price of five people.
, each one was torn apart by the wolves, and their flesh and blood were torn apart, almost turning into a pile of minced meat. Looking at these corpses, Mo Yu was about to give an order to retreat, but Laifu stopped him.
After waiting for a long time, no one in the Xiongnu camp shouted, nor did anyone come to check. It was as if nothing happened. Those who slept continued to sleep, and those who trembled continued to tremble, even intermittently.
The voice of ** was still **. Mo Yu asked his thoughts, looked at the lieutenant beside him who was still holding his sleeve, nodded seriously, and was the first to disappear into the boundless night.
The Mohist family is the trump card in Su Ren's hand, and it is also a surprising card. The Mohists are highly skilled in martial arts, stealthy, and can assassinate and destroy thousands of times more powerfully than those rough and arrogant men who only know how to charge into battle. Others don't know these people.
Su Ren knew better than anyone else what role it could play in the war, otherwise all the countries in the future would desperately develop their own special forces.
The Huns fought in the same way as their herding. To be more precise, fighting was actually an accessory to herding. They drove herds of cattle and sheep wherever they went to eat, and they walked wherever they ate. If they encountered the enemy or a pack of wolves, they would naturally
He had to pick up the meat cleaver in his hand and fight with them. In the minds of most Huns soldiers, the reason for attacking the Han was because the Han blocked their grazing road.
The food and fodder for the Xiongnu army was their thousands of livestock, which was also their fate. Today, Mo Yu received the order to destroy these cattle and sheep. If it can cause more damage, it would be a surprise. According to the instructions in advance
With the plan prepared, the Mohists sneaked into the Huns' camps and buried black projectiles under the cowsheds, in the sheep pens, and even in the forage fields and tents as required.
Mo Yu had seen the power of these things, and he was so surprised that he couldn't open his mouth from ear to ear at that time. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never have believed that such a small black projectile could tear a huge boulder into pieces.
Although Tuntou lay down after listening to Cha Keqi's words, he had no intention of sleeping. Tuntou was a good herder. He usually stayed with the cattle and sheep at home, and his ears could distinguish each cow or animal.
Every sheep has changed slightly. Today is no exception. The fat man in the tent behind him is still snoring loudly, as if his throat is blocked by phlegm. There is no movement for a long time. The sentry on the left is muttering in his mouth, complaining.
The big fat man, the commander of the camp, was still drinking in the general's tent a mile away, and was still commenting on the mole on the belly of the singer in the middle.
Suddenly, the village head heard a strange sound, which came from the shepherd's camp on the right rear. A cow kicked her child hard with her feet, but the calf was unwilling to leave its mother and made a pitiful cry.
cry.
The Tuen head frowned. If in winter, in order to ensure that the cows can survive the winter smoothly and not freeze to death and starve to death, the cows will do some extraordinary things. It is understandable that they would drive away their newborn babies.
Animals do not have human thoughts and kindness. But now that spring is approaching, animals are most sensitive to seasonal changes and will never drive away their children at this time. Then the only possibility is that the cow feels it
Danger is approaching.
Tuntou climbed up in a hurry and fumbled for his weapons. Chuck Qi sighed, turned over and sat up: "What's wrong? If you don't want to sleep, just go and stand guard. Those sentries like you best."
"I'm worried. I think there's something wrong with the herdsman's camp. Let's go take a look."
"The herdsman's camp? This is the center of the army. If the Han people attacked there, we would have died long ago. How can we still talk here?" Seeing that the camp leader had gone away, Cha Keqi sighed again and slowly got up.
, wrapped the sheepskin around his body, quickened his pace and followed.
The herdsman's camp is very large, occupying most of the camp, and an unpleasant smell can be smelled from a distance. Cattle and horses have the habit of eating grass at night, so there are still herdsmen walking back and forth late at night. Tuntou and Chuck
The banners were all children, and their arrival did not attract the attention of others. The shepherds just looked back and went back to their own business.
"Look, did I say it's okay? What can happen if things are like this?" Chuck Qi stomped his feet while chattering his teeth.
The head of the farm glanced around. All the cattle and sheep were lying in the pen, chewing the fodder in their stomachs, foaming at the mouth. The horses were sleeping standing up, and when they saw the stranger shaking his big head vigorously, he groaned.
He neighed. Tuen Tou was also a little strange, and he lowered his head and came down from the high place.
Cha Keqi took the Tuen head back and said, "Are you relieved now? You, save the lives of the soldiers and take care of the general's heart. If I become the Shanyu that day, I will definitely make you the general. Okay.
Let’s go, if we don’t sleep for a while it will be daybreak, who knows we will be able to see the sunrise the day after tomorrow.”
The two boys walked back step by step, and they could already see their own camp. The village leader suddenly turned around, shouted something bad, and ran towards the herdsman's camp. Before they could take more than two steps, a huge explosion enveloped them.
The strong wind and snow rushed towards him and lifted him into the air.
"Tuntou!" As soon as Cha Keqi shouted, he felt unsteady on his feet and stumbled down into a snowdrift. The sight in front of him would never be forgotten in his life. Cows and sheep were flying around in the sky, tents
Flying in the sky, people are also flying in the sky. It seems that the entire camp has been moved to the sky at once. All kinds of things are overwhelmingly falling from the sky. Before Chuck Flag can stand up, he is hit in the head by a sheep and is shoved into the snow.
inside.
Explosions were heard one after another, and the flames turned half the sky red. In the rolling air waves, people in the Huns camp screamed and screamed. The village leader thought he was dead, and he was helpless. He looked at the things passing by, including sheep.
, there were cattle, armor and minced meat. The smell in the air was very strange, it seemed like something was burnt, and it seemed like the meat had been cooked. Qi and blood surged, and as soon as Tuntou opened his mouth, a big mouthful of blood came out.
It spurted out.
Mo Yu led the people to run very fast. This was the fastest he had ever run in his life. Ever since the explosion came from behind, none of the Mo Yu who came with Mo Yu had any doubts about Mo Yu's words. They had never run in this life.
They had never experienced such a tragic thing, and no one thought that the projectiles they had been carrying on their backs for a whole night could have such terrifying power. If they had known that they would be killed, they would not have carried so many.
After running for three miles in one breath, Mo Yu finally stopped. The Mohists stood respectfully behind Mo Yu, quietly looking at the miserable situation in the Xiongnu camp. No one said anything. A wave of air swept over, and a black man
A Huhu thing fell from the sky and fell less than ten steps away from Mo Yu. The thing was motionless and seemed to be a human being. It was probably dead and could no longer die.
"I'm going to take a look!" A Mohist looked around and stepped forward. Soon he shouted: "It's a child, he's still alive!" (To be continued)