Chapter 7: Using night raids and harassment

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Qu Yi did not answer, but took the telescope from Yuan Xi's hand and looked down the mountain solemnly.

Through the cylinder, through the moonlight and the bonfire, he could see quite clearly the Huns' camp several miles away.

Although Mr. Qu Yi Xindao has an eccentric personality, the things he creates are very interesting. Things that are difficult to see clearly from a distance can be magnified several times through this small cylinder. If used properly, it can be a sharp weapon in the battle formation. .

Qu Yi thinks highly of this thing called a telescope. It can detect the enemy's situation, prevent sneak attacks, and even change the direction of the battle!

He observed the cup of tea for a long time before handing the cylinder back to Yuan Xi and said: "It seems that the other party did not encounter any battles along the way, and their physical strength remains intact. Many people still have the strength to dance and wrestle. If If we go in to attack the camp tonight, our chances of winning are not good."

"The best way is to harass the tired one so that he is too busy to take a good rest and look for opportunities tomorrow."

After hearing this, Yuan Xi praised: "Brother, what you said makes sense, so based on what you see, let's just harass you from a distance."

Qu Yi said proudly: "That's natural. I have had many dealings with the Xiongnu in Liangzhou before. If the young master's soldiers had not been trained for a short period of time and the number was too small, I would have taken the lead and killed them."

Yuan Xi smiled bitterly: "You also know my difficulties. It is difficult for me to feed dozens of soldiers with the little grain I cheated from my father."

He is now just a nominal city guard, equivalent to a county captain, with a salary of only a few hundred stones.

The monthly salary of an elite soldier in the Han Dynasty was about three shi.

Qu Yi snorted and thought to himself that he had never seen such a shabby person from a noble family. They saved their food rations to support their soldiers and all their income was stolen from horse thieves and bandits.

In fact, the lowest risk method is to plunder the people. Almost all princes have done this, but Yuan Xi has always adhered to this bottom line.

Seeing that we were finally able to open the business, we encountered a hard nut to crack. The Huns bandits below were quite large, and there were actually dozens of armored cavalry among them. This was not easy to deal with!

So I can only cut the flesh with a blunt knife and draw it slowly.

Ju Yi was somewhat selfish. He actually wanted to win a quick victory and defeat Zhao Yun, whom the young master valued so much, with a huge advantage.

He wants to prove that although his strength is greatly reduced, he will not lose to an unknown young player!

And what is so good about Zhao Yun that he deserves to be so valued by the young master?

If you encounter him, you must have a good fight with him!

Yuan Xi saw Qu Yi's expression and probably guessed what he was thinking again, and couldn't help but feel a headache.

Qu Yi was extremely arrogant, and Gongsun Zan's world-famous Baima Yicong was defeated by him. Naturally, he would not think highly of Zhao Yun, who was not yet famous.

He said helplessly: "Brother Qu, I won't say anything else. I just hope that when you go out into battle tomorrow, I'll replace your current Zha armor with your original ring-collared armor."

Qu Yi didn't know why, but he also knew that most of what Yuan Xi said in the past few years was quite effective, so he nodded immediately.

That night, the Huns camped on the spot. Only the generals and nobles slept in the tents. The other soldiers took off their armor and rested on their pillows near the bonfire, and gradually fell asleep.

As for the hundreds of women, they were crowded around the fire. Those who were close could still feel some warmth, while those who were far away were shivering from the cold.

Many of them wanted to escape, but the dozen or so Huns who were on duty at night glared at them fiercely, making them give up the idea.

At the height of the moon, a night guard was also a little sleepy. He was walking back and forth in front of several fires, but suddenly he heard some unusual movements in the air.

He raised his head and, through the moonlight, saw dozens of small black dots flying rapidly in the night sky!

He hurriedly dodged, but was hit in the shoulder by a wooden arrow. He screamed immediately. The wooden arrow fell down and hit several Huns soldiers next to the fire. The screams could not be heard for a while.

Before they could react, dozens more arrows were fired, and another Hun soldier sleeping next to the fire was immediately hit. Several of them died in their sleep in confusion.

Then came the third wave, and the fourth wave.

At this moment, the whole camp exploded. This Xiongnu soldier was not just a mob. The shrill horn sounded immediately. Those with armor quickly used their armor, and those without armor found cover. They picked up their bows and arrows and attacked the wooden arrows. The direction was shot.

In less than a few dozen breaths, hundreds of Huns soldiers had already picked up their weapons and rushed up the mountain.

As a result, they searched for a long time but found no one. The other party had already run away.

There were only a few piles of fresh dung in the place where the arrows were shot.

In the camp below, the Hun chief held a wooden arrow stained with blood and gold, and began to curse loudly. None of his generals dared to speak out.

These Han dogs are too despicable!

The wooden arrows were quite crudely made, like those used by hunters in the mountains. What was even more disgusting was that the roots were coated with gold juice, making them extremely inferior.

If someone is hit by such an arrow and is not properly treated and nursed back to health, he may become ill at worst or die at worst.

These rounds of wooden arrows killed more than a dozen people on the spot, and injured more than 20 people. Moreover, such injuries were extremely difficult to treat and could only be cleaned and bandaged hastily.

As for whether the wound will pus and fester in the future, it can only depend on the individual's personal preferences.

He remembered what the scout said during the day about meeting the hunters, and he threw the arrow on the ground angrily. The folk customs in Youzhou were really tough, it was obvious that those hunters came for revenge during the day!

A mere commoner would dare to offend a Xiongnu tribe like them. They are too courageous!

But why are there so many hunters around here?

The leader of the Xiongnu tribe was not worried that the troops coming were from the Han Dynasty. If that were the case, they would have used iron arrows.

They have established connections along the way, and the route to Bingzhou has been arranged.

Now the Han Dynasty is in chaos, and the princes of various states either dare not provoke the Huns, or cannot afford to provoke them, or they have secretly colluded with them.

Only those blind refugees in the mountains dare to be so ignorant!

At this time, all the soldiers who went up the mountain to search had come back, saying that the other party had escaped and could not be pursued.

Seeing that everyone looked exhausted, the leader of the Xiongnu clan had no choice but to make everyone want to go back and rest. At the same time, he strengthened their vigilance and sent dozens of people to the mountain to garrison and defend.

He was so angry that he would search nearby villages at dawn tomorrow. Once he found one, he would definitely massacre the entire village!

When he got up in the middle of the night, he and several of his generals were very tired. Seeing the soldiers going up the mountain to garrison, they went back to their tents to sleep.

In less than an hour, the Hun chieftain was awakened by the shrill cry again. He ran out of the camp and almost vomited blood.

On the opposite side, there were still a few waves of golden arrow rain sneak attack, but the direction of the shots was from the opposite hilltop just now!

Now he couldn't bear it any longer and ordered dozens of people to stay behind to guard the kidnapped woman while everyone else rushed forward.

The result was of course in vain. After struggling all night, it was almost dawn.

At this time, the Xiongnu chief saw that hundreds of his men had been working hard all night, and everyone was exhausted, so he had to order repairs on the spot for a long time.

Qu Yi held the cylinder and watched the Xiongnu soldiers taking turns to rest and sleep on the spot. He sneered at Yuan Xi and said, "These bastards are so stupid. It's a waste of time."

"If they go up the mountain to seize high ground and build a camp, it will be difficult for us to deal with them."

"Before I came here last night, I had ordered the one hundred elite soldiers to prepare and stand ready. I will go back quickly and lead the troops to form a formation at the mouth of the valley!"

"Before that, sir, please hold Fang back."

"For the sake of my brother, I can show you the results of these two years of military training!"

A few hours later, when the sun was high, Zhao Yun led a hundred soldiers and horses around Beixin City and headed south. Along the way, he saw horse hoof prints on the ground, and he was thoughtful.

Why haven't I seen Yuan Xi's troops yet? Did the other party get ahead of me?

He suddenly came to his senses and issued an order: "All troops, move south quickly!"