It was a calm night.
At Mao hour the next day.
When the first ray of glow appeared on the Mobei grassland.
Li Guangli, who had been sitting in the Chinese army tent all night, breathed a heavy sigh of relief.
"Call all generals to come to the central army tent to discuss matters immediately."
Li Guangli rubbed his bloodshot eyes and then ordered calmly.
"Follow the order!"
The personal guard who was always guarding the Chinese army's tent responded, and then quickly ran towards the distance.
At a quarter of an hour, Wei Guogong Gu Zhanying slowly walked into the Chinese army's tent with thick dark circles under his eyes.
Li Guangli and Gu Zhanying looked at each other and smiled bitterly, then continued to wait silently.
At two o'clock in the morning, although the general Zheng Xuanjing was slightly drunk, he was still dressed neatly.
"The general will pay homage to the general and the Duke of Wei."
Zheng Xuanjing's face straightened, and then he clasped his fists deeply and saluted.
Li Guangli and Gu Zhanying nodded slightly in greeting.
Then he waited silently again.
As time went by, there were more and more generals in the Chinese army's tent.
However, Li Guangli's face did not look good at this time.
When the last general came and stepped into the Chinese army's tent.
The inscriptions in the Chinese army's large tent had quietly moved from Mao time to Chen time.
It took a full hour to summon more than a dozen generals.
Although there are factors such as drunkenness.
However, one can still see the disorganization of the military.
Li Guangli's expression became increasingly gloomy.
More than a dozen generals in the Chinese army's tent sat up more and more upright.
Li Guangli took a deep breath of fresh air and suppressed the anger in his heart.
Then he stood up slowly and said, "Everyone, how was the celebration banquet last night? Did you enjoy it?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the entire Chinese military tent fell into a strange dead silence.
The generals who didn't know Li Guangli's intentions could only try to keep their eyes on their noses and their noses on their hearts.
"You don't need to be nervous." Li Guangli paused for a moment, then chuckled and said, "General, I have no other intentions."
The words are over.
Li Guangli paused and then slowly spoke again: "General, I just feel that the celebration banquet last night was not perfect."
"Although we are not short of beef and mutton on the Mobei grassland, we are particularly short of wine."
"You can't just have a drunken celebration party. You can't be perfect in any way."
"So, I, the general, have thought about it a lot and decided that after the master comes back to the court, he will hold a banquet and get drunk with all the generals."
After he finished speaking, the atmosphere in the Chinese army's tent that had gradually solidified gradually relaxed a little.
"However." Li Guangli paused, and then continued: "Before the master returns to the court, we must win a big victory at all costs and show off the prestige of our great Zhou Dynasty."
"After all, what if the officials in the court knew that we wasted our people and money and went to war, and only ended up bullying some old, weak, sick and disabled people after leaving the country, and didn't even fight a tough battle."
"When the time comes, those officials will definitely point their fingers at us and yell at us."
"They even used this matter to impeach us every now and then."
As soon as he finished speaking, the originally quiet Chinese army tent suddenly erupted into bursts of whispers.
Since ancient times, there has been no coexistence between civil and military affairs, and even more so, the best of the best among literary officials - Yanguan!
If the officials take this matter to impeach.
I'm afraid it's not just as simple as being embarrassing.
The final result is very likely to ruin the qualifications to lead troops on expeditions.
Military merit? This thing is the most indispensable thing for a military commander to get promoted and make a fortune.
If you lose the qualification to lead troops on an expedition, it is tantamount to half-ruining your future for a general!
After a while.
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The slight noise in the tent gradually subsided.
The generals sitting on the left and right sides of the Chinese army tent now looked more serious than the other.
Li Guangli's heart gradually relaxed, but his expression was more serious than every general present.
"Come here." Li Guangli clapped his hands with a serious look on his face, summoned his personal guards and ordered, "Bring the map to the center."
"Follow the order." The guards clasped their fists in salute, and then quickly moved the map from the side to the center of the tent.
Li Guangli turned around and walked towards the map, then pulled out the sword from his waist.
Then he pointed the blade directly at the Mogan River Valley and said in a deep voice: "When General Zheng returned in triumph yesterday, you were all in the Chinese army's tent."
"Everyone must know that General Zheng engaged the enemy in battle, killed 972 of them, and captured more than 1,500 horses, while only losing more than 700 of his own troops."
"Afterwards, after analysis by my general and Wei Guogong, I learned that the enemy fighting General Zheng was most likely the Wolf Guard under the command of King Jordan of Zuogu Li of the Xiongnu."
As soon as the word "Wolf Guard" came out, except for Li Guangli, Gu Zhanying, and Zheng Xuanjing, the expressions of everyone in the Chinese army's tent changed incomparably.
What the word "Wolf Guard" represents is something that every general who goes out to fight knows.
To a certain extent, the word "Wolf Guard" is synonymous with "madman" or "fight to the death."
Even in the minds of some generals, the Wolf Guard under Zuogu Li King Jordan is comparable to the trap camp under the former General Zhao Qing.
No army that is targeted by the "Wolf Guard" or "Trapped Camp" can escape unscathed!
I saw that all the generals looked timid.
Li Guangli tapped the map with the back of his knife with a calm expression.
After the generals focused their attention on the map again.
Li Guangli said in a deep voice: "Have you forgotten that not even one of the real Wolf Guards was killed during the decisive battle in Mobei!"
"The current Wolf Guard is just in name only."
After he finished speaking, Li Guangli quietly winked at Zheng Xuanjing.
Zheng Xuanjing stood up with understanding and said loudly: "The general is right, the current Wolf Guard is just in name only."
"Not even halfway through the battle with them, Nao Shizi's wolf guards began to flee!"
As the first general in the Great Zhou Dynasty to come into contact with Wolf Guard in more than ten years.
Zheng Xuanjing's words are implicitly credible.
"What?" Li Guangli saw this and struck while the iron was hot: "Are you afraid?"
: "Afraid? I have studied hard for more than ten years and have known thousands of words in the world, but I don't know the word "fear"."
: "General, the sword on my waist and the spear in my tent have long been hungry and thirsty."
: "Afraid? What's there to be afraid of? Aren't they just a group of wolf guards? They will eventually return to the wolf king."
"That's right, I'm afraid of nothing! Who is afraid of whose grandson!"
"..."
"..."
Li Guangli couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth slightly as he looked at the excited generals.
"Okay, okay." Li Guangli waved his hand and then said, "I, the general, said the wrong thing."
As soon as these words came out, waves of flattery sounded in the Chinese army's tent.
"However." Li Guangli waved his hand slightly again, and then changed the topic: "Just because you are not afraid does not mean that our brothers are not afraid. In the past few days, you have been paying more attention to the morale of our brothers."
As he spoke, Li Guangli turned slightly sideways and raised the sword in his hand again, with the blade pointing directly at the Mogan River Valley.
Then he said loudly: "This place is called Mogan Valley. This valley is the only large water source within a hundred miles."
After he finished speaking, Li Guangli's eyes slowly passed over the faces of more than a dozen generals.
On the grassland, all water sources are battlegrounds for military strategists.
Li Guangli glanced around for a week.
Zheng Xuanjing then took the initiative to step out of the queue, clasped his fists and saluted, saying: "General, I am willing to lead my troops to seize this place."
land. "
The words trailed off.
General Pi immediately came out to Ben Zhong, clasped his fists and saluted: "General, I'm going to invite you to fight!"
: "To the great general, the general is willing to go!"
: "To the great general, the general is willing to go!"
: "The general is calling for a battle!"
At one time, nearly half of the generals took the initiative to request a battle.
Li Guangli sighed with a smile on his face: "You are worthy of being the master of the tigers and wolves of the Great Zhou Dynasty! If the military spirit is so usable, there is no need to worry about the Xiongnu being destroyed."
The words are over.
Li Guangli's eyes wandered among the generals again.
After more than ten breaths.
Li Guangli slowly said: "Last night Wei Guogong sent 600 scouts to Mogan Valley to investigate."
"If there is no accident, I should be able to return safely around You hour today."
"Therefore, I have decided that the entire army will march to the Mogan Valley today."
The words are over.
Li Guangli paused for a moment, then looked at the generals and said solemnly: "General Pi Zheng Xuanjing, come out to Xiang Benzhong!"
When Zheng Xuanjing and Xiang Benzhong heard this, they immediately stepped out of the queue, clasped their fists and saluted, saying, "The general is here!"
Li Guangli ordered in a deep voice: "General Zheng Xuanjing will be appointed as the vanguard officer!"
"Lead my troops and carry five days of dry food and stand guard thirty miles in front of the army!"
"General Xiang Benzhong is a former military officer!"
"Lead my troops and carry three days of dry food to stand guard fifteen miles in front of the army!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zheng Xuanjing and Xiang Benzhong said loudly: "General, I will obey your order!"
Li Guangli once again called out names: "General Yingyang Tong Anguo, General Hu Lie He Rongshan!"
After hearing the order, the two generals in armor quickly stepped out of the queue, clasped their fists and saluted: "The last general is here!"
Li Guangli said in a deep voice: "General Ying Yang is the left officer! Lead his troops to guard ten miles to the left of the army!"
"Take General Ho Rongshan as the right officer, and lead your troops ten miles to the right of the army to be on guard!"
Tong Anguo and He Rongshan bowed slightly and said loudly: "General, I will obey your order!"
Li Guangli nodded slightly and then locked his eyes on an extremely ugly general.
"General Ji Wei Zhan Sheng Xiong!" Li Guangli said solemnly.
Upon hearing the order, Zhan Shengxiong quickly stepped out of the queue, cupped his fists and saluted, saying, "The end will be here!"
"Ask Jiwei General Zhan Shengxiong as the rear officer and lead his troops to guard the army five miles away!" Li Guangli ordered in a deep voice.
Hearing the order, Zhan Shengxiong bent down slightly and said in a low voice, "General, I will obey the order!"
After Zhan Shengxiong returns to the team.
Li Guangli looked around the generals again.
Then he said loudly: "At three quarters of noon! Sacrifice the flag! Let's march!"
"Generals! Make a great contribution! Let's do this in one fell swoop!"
As soon as he finished speaking, bursts of uniform encouragement and cheers came from the Chinese army's tent.
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Noon.
The densely packed marching tents were slowly loaded into mule carts by the peasants.
All that was left was a mess on the endless prairie.
I don't know when a high platform with a height of ten feet was built where the Chinese army's tent was originally.
Li Guangli stood on the high platform with his hands behind his back.
On both sides of it, more than twenty burly men were holding drumsticks and standing upright next to the war drums with their shirtless bodies.
Behind him, several generals in armor were pressing their sword handles with one hand, and holding guns and spears in the other, with extraordinary momentum.
In front of him, a large bamboo stick with Li characters stood beside a large deep pit, making a clanking sound in the wind.
Outside the deep pit, 30,000 cavalrymen, led by their respective generals, stood upright and looked at the clanking banner not far away.
A quarter past noon.
The first tong drum suddenly exploded on the Mobei grassland.
As the sound of the war drums slowed down and then became louder, a deafening noise suddenly sounded from behind the high platform.
The noise was mixed with panic
, unwillingness, anger, helplessness and many other complex emotions.
After the first tom falls, the second tom slowly sounds.
Countless Huns were violently escorted to the pit by auxiliary soldiers and civilians.
As the drums beat more and more intensively.
More and more Huns were being violently escorted to the deep pit.
Of course.
No matter how those Huns cried, the Central Plains people present were either auxiliary soldiers or fighting soldiers.
There are very few people who show sympathy.
Even among the civilians, those who show hatred far outnumber those who show intolerance.
When the second tong drum falls, the third tong drum sounds.
Countless Huns, old, weak, sick and disabled, were forced to the pit and knelt down in front of 30,000 soldiers.
Looking around, there were at least six to seven thousand Huns kneeling on the three floors inside and three floors outside the deep pit.
At the third tom, the drum sound stops.
Li Guangli, dressed in silver-colored mountain armor, slowly moved forward.
Facing 30,000 soldiers, he loudly encouraged morale.
His words were slowly transmitted to the ears of all soldiers through hundreds of heralds.
Just as the second quarter of noon passed.
The word "Kill!" suddenly burst out from the high platform with full of fighting spirit.
The sound of "Kill!" was like a spark that could start a prairie fire, quickly igniting the emotions of 30,000 soldiers.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
The killing sounds became louder and louder each time, the momentum became stronger and stronger each time, and the morale became stronger and stronger each time.
Three quarters to noon! The auspicious time has arrived!
Li Guangli gave the order.
Hundreds of Xiongnu old, weak, sick and disabled people had their heads cut off and pushed into the deep pit!
At this moment, the killing sound climbed up again.
Heads kept falling, and the sound of killing continued to rise.
Until all six or seven thousand Huns, old, weak, sick and disabled, died.
After the pit turned into a towering "hill".
The deafening sound of killing, even though his voice was hoarse, gradually subsided.
Li Guangli stared at the towering "hill" and the 30,000 soldiers with high morale.
In an instant, immense pride burst out from his chest.
Li Guangli waved his hand and shouted: "Let's go!"
The words are over.
The army slowly marched towards the Mogan Valley.
at the same time.
On the grassland more than ninety miles north of the Mogan River Valley.
Tens of thousands of Hun wolf guards once again galloped wildly on the endless prairie.
When the sun sets again.
King Zuogu Li of the Xiongnu and his fifteen thousand wolf guards were only more than sixty miles away from the Mogan River Valley.
On the other hand, Li Guangli and his 30,000 cavalry and 30,000 auxiliary soldiers and civilians.
At this time, it was still more than sixty miles away from the Namogan River Valley.
At the same time, the 600 scouts under Wei Guogong's Gu Zhanying had already brought wrong information and a complete map of the Mogan Valley back to the Chinese army's tent.
Sunrise and sunset.
When the sun sets on September 17th.
King Zuogu Li is only more than ten miles away from the Mogan River Valley.
On the other hand, Li Guangli's ministry was reduced due to reasons such as baggage, auxiliary troops, and civilian servants.
At this time, it is still nearly forty miles away from the Namogan River Valley.
