Chapter 64: Well come!

Shen Gong and Zhang Qian's screams were loud and shocking, but Liu Che seemed to have no reaction at all.

As a result, Mr. Shen became anxious and asked in panic: "Master, is the war unfavorable?"

Shen Gong was well aware of history and knew how great the relationship between this war was. In the thousand-year war between China and the Huns, there was never such a rare opportunity. The Huns gathered together. As long as they won, the Huns would be in a slump and could not recover. They would be able to achieve their contributions in one battle.

In Chinese history, there are many heroes who fought against the Huns, including King Wuling of Zhao, Li Mu, and Meng Tian. None of them either made the Huns helpless or did not have such a good opportunity to achieve decisive victory. Therefore, the Huns fought repeatedly and finally recovered. Not only did they recover their strength, but they also became more and more severe, causing trouble to the sun. They wanted to seize the Central Plains and destroy the Han Dynasty.

Such a good opportunity may not be encountered once in a thousand years, so it is so rare.

Although Zhou Yang's use of military force was unpredictable and the Han Dynasty made sufficient preparations for it, there were too many unexpected things on the battlefield, and no one could guarantee that he would win. What's so strange about the unfavorable war?

If this is the case, it would be a missed opportunity. It would be impossible to be anxious if Shen Gong was not anxious.

"My brother-in-law led the army to set off! He set off!"

At this moment, Liu Che's scream sounded, shaking his fists hard to vent his surprise.

There is still a long distance between starting and winning, and there are still many difficulties to overcome. If the Han army does not set out, there will be no victory. This is a step further from victory, and everyone will be happy.

"Let's go!" Shen Gongchang let out a sigh, his eyebrows were filled with joy, and he patted his chest, saying, "I am too worried! The commander of the army will be foolproof! There is no mistake!"

"Otherwise!" Liu Che has always been very confident in Zhou Yang, but he does not agree with what Mr. Shen said: "On the battlefield, there are no eyes and there are too many changes, and no one dares to say that there is no foolproof!"

Although this is a bit harsh, it is a truth. Anyone who has been on the battlefield will agree with this.

"Duke Shen, from now on, I have lived in the Yangxin Hall. Except for the border troops, I don't have to report to me for other matters. You, Master Yan, Dong Zhongshu and others are just dealing with it. I must pay attention to the war!" Liu Che's eyes flashed, and his right hand clenched into a fist, and he kept shaking his fist: "I just ascended the throne, and when I encountered such a big battle, I must go all out!"

Although Emperor Wu of Han was a famous emperor in Chinese history, he had to admit that he was talented, intelligent, and made indelible contributions to the Chinese nation. If nothing else, the Huns might still be rampant now, and the word Huns would not exist as it is now, but only in historical books.

Even though he is a genius, he also needs experience, especially in such a big battle at the moment, even if he is a genius, he will be very difficult when he encounters it at first, and he must do his best.

"Emperor..." Duke Shen did not immediately receive the order and was about to speak, but he interrupted Liu Che.

"Call Zhou Yafu, he is a famous general, so he wants him to explain this battle to me!" Liu Che's excitement continued to pace back and forth: "No matter how many victories and losses this battle is, it will definitely be brilliant. A person who knows the art of war will explain it to me! This kind of war cannot be learned in military books. It is rare to have a good opportunity and cannot be missed!"

This is a practical battle on the border, and it is impossible for military books to be found in military books. As an emperor, the better it is. There are many ministers in the court who are proficient in military tactics, and Zhang Piqiang is one of the overseas Chinese, but he is not in Chang'an at the moment. Among the ministers in Chang'an, Yafu is the most proficient in military tactics. For him to explain, Liu Che will definitely understand a lot, which is the best.

"Your Majesty, this is a practical battle on the border. For the Marquis, it is really rare. Can the emperor ask me to come and listen?" Shen Gong's face shone brightly, and his eyes were flashing, and he was extremely expectant.

To put it first, this war is rare in a thousand years. As for Zhou Yafu, no one wants to miss it. Although Shen Gong has read many military books and is not unfamiliar with military tactics, he is still very moved.

"Yeah!" Liu Che looked at Mr. Shen and smiled, "It's so good! Call Master Yan, Dong Zhongshu and others, and come and listen to Zhou Yafu's explanation. If there is anything, our monarch and his ministers can still discuss it. From today on, our monarch and his ministers will eat and live in the Yangxin Hall."

This is definitely one of the most difficult things in life. Shen Gongda was excited and said excitedly: "Thank you, Your Majesty! I will go and handle it now!" Shen Gong took a cheerful step and rushed out as if he was flying. Look at his appearance, he was running, he was flying!

"Zhang Qian, you have always wanted to learn military tactics, but you don't have a chance." Liu Che looked at Zhang Qian and smiled and said, "Although our teacher Wei Wan is also proficient in military tactics, it is still far worse than Zhou Yafu. If there is this rare war in a thousand years, you must not lose it. If you lose it, you can listen too!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Zhang Qian almost jumped up, opened his mouth and shouted: "Your Majesty, this is a practical battle on the border, how lucky I am!"

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Above the desert, the north wind is like a knife, and the pain is caused by slashing the face, which makes people unable to bear it.

In such cold weather, under normal circumstances, the Huns would hide in the tent, eat mutton, and drink horse breasts to pass the boring time.

However, at this moment, there were countless black spots on the snow field, moving towards the south. It was not someone else, but the Hun herders who were eager to move south. They were determined to occupy the plump farmlands of the Han people as soon as possible and herd their cattle and sheep. Junchen Shanyu agreed that after they went south as soon as possible, they all drove cattle and sheep, brought their families with their families, and came south excitedly.

"Huh!" He asked Junchen Shanyu to order the old man, who was the leader of the Xieluo tribe, named Duoluo, with gray hair, wrapped in fox fur, riding on a horse, and spitting out a long breath of hot air. As soon as the hot air was sprayed out, it immediately turned into ice chips, crystal clear and beautiful.

"It's really cold!" Duo Luo blinked his turbid eyes and looked at him. He saw the tribe members riding on horses, driving cattle and sheep, singing pastoral songs, and happily.

"This time I went south, the Great Huns will definitely occupy the Han people's farmland!" Duo Luo said to himself, but he showed unparalleled confidence: "The Han people's farmland is a rare pasture, and the land is particularly fertile. Grab the Han people and let the Han people be slaves to the Great Hun warriors. If they want to plant crops in the fields, we will go to shepherd cattle and sheep, and the cattle and sheep will be fat and strong, better than the desert!"

Using crops to feed cattle and sheep is definitely stronger than the grass in the desert. It is much stronger. It is impossible not to feed cattle and sheep.

"It is quite useful for the Han people to grow crops!" Duoluo raised his voice and almost sang: "Tell the tribesmen to hurry up, and they said that Yanmen belongs to our Xieluo tribe. Whoever arrives first will have the best cropland and the Han slave who is the best at growing crops!"

Yanmen is a heavy city in the north of the Han Dynasty. It resisted the attacks of the Huns countless times, which made the Huns remember it deeply. Not to mention, in the war several years ago, the Huns were defeated in Yanmen, with countless casualties and injuries, and the Huns could not forget them even if they wanted to.

As for the wealth in Yanmen City, it was piled up in mountains and countless and endless to enjoy. Duoluo said this with incredible magic. As soon as the news spread, the clan members could use their strength to rush south and rushed to the south, and the speed was much faster.

Looking at the tribe members who suddenly accelerated, Duo Lu was extremely proud, laughed, grabbed the horse's belly, and rushed south.

Like the Xieluo tribe, there are countless tribes heading south with winds and fire. Within a radius of more than 100 miles, there are all the Herdsmen of the Huns, with a total of no less than 200,000. Herdsmen are not like the army, very loose, and one person has to occupy space for ten people, or even more.

"Oh my God! Are the Huns coming?" In a snow pile that was not noticeable, there were a few pairs of eyes looking at the Hun herders who were moving south quickly. They were the scouts of the Han army's vanguard, which was a bit unbelievable.

The Han army had just entered the territory of the Huns, and not long after, they encountered several Hun herder camps, looting Wei Qing and letting the Han army have a warm evening. However, since the second day, the Han army encountered few Hun herders. Wei Qing sent a large number of people to find the Huns camps, but found nothing.

For two consecutive days, the Han army did not raise the fire, so they could only use their body temperature to simmer cakes and use the front scapula of war horses to burn the horse's breasts. Although it was not too cold, compared to the food that was roasted with fire, one was in the sky and the other was underground, which made people miss it extremely.

At night, the Han army had to snuggle with war horses and use their body temperature to keep warm. Although it could still be resisted, it made people yearn for the fire.

To get more fires, there must be more Xiongnu camps. But the Huns seemed to be trying to fight against the Han army, but they disappeared.

Suddenly, I suddenly discovered so many Hun herders, and it was impossible to be surprised by the Han army's reconnaissance cavalry.

After being surprised, the Han army's reconnaissance cavalry was excited again, clenched their fists hard, and almost sang: "That's great! It's so good! Tonight, we have a warm fire again!"

"Don't worry about joy first, look at it carefully. Can we eat so many Huns?" A Han army scout cavalry looked solemn, his eyes wide open, staring at the marching Huns.

This is too true. The Huns had no less than 200,000 people. It was impossible for the vanguard led by Wei Qing to be wiped out completely.

Although, as long as some of them are wiped out, it will be enough to have a warm night tonight. However, the Huns are good at raising flying eagles, and there are many flying eagles in the tribe. If one is not good, the news will leak. Once the news leaks, the consequences will be unimaginable.

"What should I do?" The detective cavalry was stunned.

"Hurry up, report to General Guard. General Guard will report to the Grand General, the Grand General has his own wonderful methods." Another soldier immediately thought of Zhou Yang.

This was very reasonable. Several soldiers stood up quietly, retreated, rode on war horses, and galloped away.

Wei Qing was riding on a war horse, wearing a helmet and armor. When he looked from afar, he was majestic and like a god. When he looked close, he was shocking and surprised. Nothing else, it was just because Wei Qing was covered with a layer of ice and snow, crystal clear, like an ice sculpture. If he hadn't been moving, he would have regarded him as an ice sculpture.

This is not counting. What is even more surprising is that Wei Qing's face is black and blue, which is extremely ugly. This is for freezing. Wei Qing, such a strong man, has a strong body. How could the coldness of the desert be tortured like this? However, the bitter cold in the desert is far more than other places. The deeper it goes, the colder it becomes.

After only three days of entering the desert, it was as cold as if it had fallen into an ice cellar. If the current temperature was calculated, the temperature in the desert was minus thirty degrees below zero.

This was already cold enough. The Han army had to march towards Longcheng against the wind and snow. What a difficulty. Even Wei Qing's strong body could not bear it anymore. His face turned into a black purple color, and his whole expression was a bit atrophy, no longer as lively as before.

Wei Qing was pretty good. The Han soldiers were not as strong as him and had weaker resistance to the cold. Some soldiers rode on horseback, trembling, and their teeth hit each other, making a sound of hitting the princess.

"If you don't raise the fire, the consequences will be unimaginable!" Wei Qing gritted his teeth, endured the cold, and shouted: "Look everywhere! Go and look for the Xiongnu camp!"

If the fire is not raised, and if it is frozen like this, it will cause frostbite or even freeze to death. In that case, the combat power of the Han army will be greatly reduced. Even if it arrives at Longcheng, how many of the combat power can be left?

This is a heart-wrenching event. Wei Qing was anxious and shouted loudly.

"General, we dug three feet into the ground, but we couldn't find the Huns." A soldier immediately replied with a frown, and finally complained: "The Huns are really, they just disappeared, and there is no ghost!"

"Then you have to find it too!" Wei Qing shouted: "Send more people and search everywhere!"

The soldiers were ordered to ride war horses and search for the Huns.

Wei Qing was really unsure whether he could find the Huns. He couldn't help but sigh, raised his head, looked up at the sky, and prayed in secret: "God, give me the Huns!"

The Huns are hateful and are the mortal enemy of the Han people. When it comes to the Huns, Wei Qing has always hated them. However, at this moment, he hopes that the more Huns, the better. With the Huns, there is firewood, which can solve the problem of rising fire.

This can only be a good wish. Wei Qing understood this and muttered: "It really doesn't work. I can only ask the general to slaughter the war horse!"

Another way to solve the problem of raising fire is to slaughter the war horses. The Han army only needs to keep the horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse's horse

The Han army had a total of 750,000 war horses, and at most 250,000 war horses, and it was impossible to kill 500,000. Because if you want to maintain the most abundant horsepower, you must change horses, that is, you need to have two war horses at least. If it is three, it is the best. It is precisely because of this that Zhou Yang did not order the slaughter of war horses.

"General, general, you find a large number of Huns in front of you!" Just when Wei Qing was in a dilemma, the scout arrived and reported to Wei Qing loudly.

With the Huns, there will be firewood and warm evenings. The prospects are so beautiful that the detectives are extremely happy. But he sang loudly with one word of report and sang happily.

"Hmph!" However, to his surprise, Wei Qing's face sank, and his original black purple face became even more scary, and he couldn't help but tremble. Wei Qing snorted coldly: "A large amount? How much is a large amount? Are you so unresponsible?"

When reconnaissing the enemy situation, you must be detailed. The term "large" is too general. It is impossible not to bother Wei Qing.

"General, how can I know how many Huns there are?" The detective cavalry had a bitter face and hurriedly defended: "There are all Huns in their eyes, so how can I know the details? They drove cattle and sheep, sang pastoral songs, and were full of joy, just like the New Year."

"Didn't tell lies? There are so many?" Wei Qing's eyes suddenly widened.

He was just praying that God would give him the Huns, but in a blink of an eye, countless Huns arrived. Wei Qing really didn't believe that his luck was so good.

"General, if you don't believe it, you can go and see it yourself. The Huns are only about twenty miles away from us." The detective cavalry reminded loudly.

"Go!" Wei Qing didn't say anything, and slapped his horse and rushed out to the north. Wei Qing naturally had to see such an important thing with his own eyes.

Wei Qing ran straight on his horse. Not long after, he saw a sea of ​​flags in front of him. Countless Huns rode horses, drove cattle and sheep, and rushed to the south. Look at their anxious appearance, as if there was a treasure in the south, and they were waiting for them to discover it.

"Hiss!"

Wei Qing never expected that their luck would be so good, so many Huns appeared here. If all these Huns were killed, the Han army would not have to worry about firewood.

This is a timely help, and it is so beautiful that it cannot be more beautiful!

A person's life is full of good luck! However, it is rare to be so lucky. Wei Qing couldn't believe it, and his eyes were wide open.

After a while of old age, Wei Qing then realized, slapped his forehead, used too much force, and made a crisp sound, roaring: "Stop moving forward! Stand in place!"

He ignored the soldiers' reaction and drove away: "You wait, I'll go to see the general! We can't afford so many Huns, so we have to ask for reinforcements from the general!"

The vanguard had only 20,000 people. It was impossible to kill so many Huns, so it was impossible to ask Zhou Yang for reinforcements.

At this time, Zhou Yang was covered with ice and snow, like an ice man, as crystal clear as jade, and very beautiful.

"Damn it! Why are you a little anxious to pee?" Zhou Yang rode on the horse and muttered: "It's so cold that you can even pee. I'm really extraordinary. I'm worthy of being the commander!"

"Haha!" Li Guang was amused by Zhou Yang's words and couldn't help laughing. A gray beard was covered with ice chips. It could be said that it was ice whiskers. It kept shaking and made a crisp impact, like a metal sound.
To be continued...