"Get rid of those corpses, be careful for a while, and don't let anyone show any signs of weakness!"
Facing the biting north wind, Lei Yukun let out a long breath. After enduring it for so many years, he finally didn't have to endure it anymore tonight.
"Don't worry, brother, everything is ready. It's already dark now. Those Huns won't notice what we're carrying!"
"Everyone, check everything again, and then let's go and set off. Be careful when you enter the door later, so as not to be recognized by the Huns!"
Fortunately, it is winter now. In order to prevent the cold, the Huns are always used to smearing the fat of cattle and sheep on their faces.
In addition, the north wind blew gusts along the way, and everyone's faces were dark. Unless they were extremely close, they would generally not be recognized.
"Don't worry, brother, we won't talk for a while, and you will be the one to take care of it!"
These people are all men who have followed Lei Yukun and shuttled among the Huns' camps for many years. Although it is a bit awkward to speak the Huns, it sounds absolutely fine.
"Okay! Success or failure depends on tonight! Let's go!"
When we came, there were only thirty people, but when we went back, there were more than fifty people, and there were more than twenty large cars.
However, because the barge horse had already given the order, the Huns at the door did not carefully search the items on the convoy, which made Lei Yukun let out a long sigh.
"Why is there only so much?"
When I heard that Lei Yukun and the others were back, even the barge horses couldn't help but run to the door to have a look.
"When we go back to the general, the mountain road is too steep. It's night again. I accidentally broke a brother just now. So I took it upon myself to leave a dozen brothers to guard there overnight. I'll wait until the day tomorrow to take care of the rest. I sent the things I bought to the general, what does the general think?"
When Lei Yukun said this, the expression on his face was perfect, and tears began to flow from the corners of his eyes.
"Forget it, it's just one night. There are only about ten of you in total. You can rest in the camp tonight, but remember, don't wander around. There are many rules in the military camp. If you go in the wrong direction, This is a road where you will lose your head!"
As he spoke, the barge horse walked directly to the carriage, opened the tarpaulin, took out a jar of wine, patted open the mud seal, and took a big gulp.
"Good wine! Only you Han people have such good things here. I'm telling you, everyone will have a bowl tonight, and no one will drink too much! How many of the remaining patent medicines did you bring?"
The Huns are also human beings, and they also need medicine, especially gold sore medicine to treat wounds. Moreover, it is too difficult to obtain such things by burning, killing, and robbing, so the Huns can only use these medicines. The secret trader has come to obtain such a thing.
"Don't worry, General. I brought five thousand servings this time just because the drinks were left outside. I was afraid that the cold mountain wind would freeze these things and crack them, so I gave them priority to bring the drinks." After moving here, I will definitely ask them to deliver the medicine to you tomorrow morning!"
Lei Yukun speaks and acts impeccably, and Tuoma is very trusting and satisfied with this. After all, Lei Yukun has basically never missed an appointment in so many years.
"Okay! You have worked hard today. After handing over the things, go down and rest first. Someone, come and prepare some tents for them!"
As he spoke, Bo Ma ordered people to prepare a tent for Lei Yukun and the others, and then he left directly carrying a jar of wine.
There has been no news from the Great Chan Yu, but apart from guarding the city gates, there is no movement from the Han people, which makes Pi Ma feel very uneasy.
But he still felt a little hesitant about leaving such an important matter to a Han, so he was still thinking about it until now.
Compared with the worries of the barge horses, the ordinary soldiers were different. With the 500 jars of wine brought by Lei Yukun, all the Huns soldiers were in high spirits.
Even though these people are the elites of the Shanyu's headquarters, there are hundreds of thousands of cavalry under the Shanyu's command, and it is impossible to know everyone.
In addition, it was getting dark now, everyone's faces were dark, and their bodies were filled with the smell of mutton fat. No one noticed how many people had sneaked into the camp. Ten Han people.
After having the wine, the Huns fell into a carnival. Although they could not drink as much as they wanted, each person could still get a big bowl. The ordinary Huns soldiers gathered around the bonfire, singing and dancing until late at night.
After Lei Yukun and the others returned to their tent, apart from simply eating something, there was no movement.
Their mission was completed, and the rest was left to the brothers disguised as Huns.
Seeing that the night was getting deeper, in the Huns' camp, except for the patrols left behind, the rest of the people had begun to fall asleep.
Outside the Huns' camp, there were countless dark shadows approaching vaguely in the darkness.
There were gusts of north wind in the sky, and it seemed like it was going to snow again. Even the patrolling Huns all shrank their necks.
Thick dark clouds completely blocked the moonlight, and it was pitch black outside the camp. Even the patrolling soldiers holding torches could only see less than 30 steps away from the camp. Liu Deng and Li Guang led four soldiers. The Wanhan army divided into four groups and quietly reached 50 steps away from the Xiongnu camp.
"Come here! Put up the barbed wire fence you brought!"
The Huns' camps were different from those of the Han army. Most of the time, they simply set up a fence and that was it. They would not build those strong camps at all. In the eyes of the Huns, only cattle and sheep stayed in the sheepfold!
And they are the proud warriors of the Huns. They don't need to be afraid. No matter when the enemy comes to kill, they can pick up their weapons and fight them.
"Your Majesty, I think it's better for me to stay here and lead the troops. You can take some people to retreat to the rear..."
No matter how critical the situation was, Li Guang did not want Liu Deng to come to the battlefield in person. After all, the Han army could kill tens of thousands of Huns, but the Huns only needed to kill one Liu Deng to be considered victorious.
"No need to say any more, brothers are working hard here, where can I retreat to?"
Liu Deng flatly rejected his suggestion. Originally, most of the Han army were new recruits. With him as the king, those people would naturally have a great psychological advantage. If he retreated, he would be really afraid. Will these new recruits cause any trouble when the time comes?
After all, he can't afford to lose this battle!
