At night.
Zheng Xuanjing died more than thirty miles away.
Hundreds of Dazhou scouts were lying on the wet grass with anxiety.
It was as if if there was even the slightest movement in the grass, they would jump out of the grass and run for their lives.
In a temporary camp not far behind the scout.
More than a thousand armored soldiers slowly walked around the temporary camp with tired faces.
Weak wails and sobs that were suppressed to the extreme but did not dare to cry out loud came from the darkness from time to time.
A slight breeze blew slowly through the darkness, bringing with it a hint of coolness but also faint sounds of wailing and sobs.
The night patrol soldiers, who were already looking tired, couldn't help but feel sad after hearing the faint wails and sobs.
"Qin...Uncle Qin...we...why did we lose..."
"I...we...don't we have more troops..."
"How...why did you lose..."
A young night patrol soldier wearing half armor and a tear-stained face asked sobbing softly.
When the uncle who walked beside him heard this, he hesitated for a moment, and then sighed: "I...I don't know either."
The young night patrol soldier wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and asked anxiously: "Uncle Qin, I...we...can we still go back to Chang'an?"
"Yes!" Uncle Qin nodded solemnly after hearing this: "I brought you out of Chang'an City just like you did! I brought you back just like you did."
The words are over.
Uncle Qin raised his head and glanced at the slightly dim Chinese army tent not far away, and said nothing for a long time.
He didn't understand why those Huns came so fast. Are the so-called front, rear, left and right armies just eating shit? Are all the so-called scouts in the army shit eaters?
He even didn't understand why his side, whose morale had been rising since the expedition, could not hold on for even an hour after encountering the main force of the Huns, and was completely defeated!
He couldn't figure out why he couldn't hold on for a little longer! Obviously there are still nearly ten thousand people who have not gone to the battlefield!
If only we persisted for a little longer, and when nearly ten thousand of them took the field, wouldn't this battle be won?
Uncle Qin couldn't figure it out, and General Li Guangli couldn't figure it out either.
Inside the dim Chinese army tent.
Li Guangli looked gloomily at the dozen generals, generals, and lieutenants in front of him who lowered their heads and did not dare to look at him.
"You guys!" Li Guangli's face paused slightly, and after taking a deep breath, he asked in a deep voice, "Who can tell me! Why do you look like this ghost now!"
The words are over.
The dozen or so generals who had already lowered their heads and dared not look at him could not help but lower their heads even more.
When Li Guangli saw this, his gloomy face instantly turned red.
For a time, the Chinese army's tent, which was almost full of people, was so quiet that you could hear the needle drop.
Li Guangli took a few deep breaths of the turbid air, then waved his hands slightly and said, "Everyone, step back and reflect on today's battle! At noon tomorrow, everyone will submit a letter, which will state the cause and result of the battle."
"My general...my general..." Li Guangli paused for a moment, then sighed: "My general hastened to reach the capital for 800 miles."
As soon as this statement came out.
The generals in the Chinese army's tent who originally lowered their heads and did not dare to show their faces all raised their heads with greatly changed expressions.
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"Reflect on it after you go back." Li Guangli slowly took his seat, and then said in a deep voice: "If you can reflect on it and make corrections in time, I will consider it carefully!"
The words are over.
The atmosphere in the Chinese army's tent relaxed slightly.
Li Guangli looked around again, then waved his hand slightly and said: "It's getting late, please step back!"
"General, I obey your order!" More than a dozen generals saluted with clasped fists in unison.
When everyone retreated, the Chinese army tent became empty again.
Li Guangli looked at the map under the candlelight with a gloomy expression.
His eyes were fixed on the Mogan River Valley.
I do not know how long it has been.
Suddenly, there were several footsteps outside the Chinese army's tent.
"General, Duke Wei is back."
A guard stood respectfully at the tent and reported in a low voice.
After hearing the report from his personal guard, Li Guangli came to his senses and said calmly: "Please enter the account, Duke Wei."
After more than ten breaths.
The heavy curtain was opened from the outside.
A middle-aged man wearing bright armor stepped in from the curtain.
"The general will pay homage to the general." Wei Guogong Gu Zhanying paused and saluted with clasped fists.
Li Guangli waved his hand slightly and said, "Brother Zhanying, there is no need to be polite, please take a seat quickly."
"Thank you, General." Gu Zhanying thanked him and slowly sat down at the front.
After Gu Zhanying took his seat.
Li Guangli asked quickly: "Have you ever found out the enemy's location?"
Gu Zhanying nodded slightly and said, "The enemy has re-camped three miles east of the old camp."
Li Guangli's expression changed slightly when he heard this.
After the Xiongnu victory, instead of just leaving, they set up camp again three miles away from their original camp.
What is represented behind this move is naturally self-evident.
Li Guangli composed himself and then continued to ask: "Have all the Xiongnu supplies in the old camp been transferred?"
Gu Zhanying pondered for a moment and then replied: "It seems that not all of them have been moved. According to the scouts' reports, there are still more than two thousand Huns cavalry in the old camp at this time."
Li Guangli nodded slightly when he heard the words, then lowered his eyelids and stopped talking.
As the leader of this expedition, he asked how much baggage there was in the old camp, what items were included in the baggage, and the quantity of each item.
No one in the entire Mobei grassland knows this better than him.
After Li Guangli pondered for a moment, he suddenly raised his head and looked at Gu Zhanying.
Then he quickly asked: "Brother Zhanying, if I give you five thousand cavalry and order you to attack the old camp at night, how sure are you?"
"A night attack on the old camp..." Gu Zhanying frowned and pondered for more than ten breaths after hearing this.
After more than ten breaths, Gu Zhanying slowly said: "30% sure."
The words are over.
Gu Zhanying paused for a moment, then explained: "Although the enemy only has more than 2,000 troops guarding the old camp."
"But the enemy's new camp is only three miles away from the old camp."
"At the speed of the cavalry, the distance of three miles can be reached in just a blink of an eye."….
"Secondly, although nearly ten thousand cavalry were defeated today without even participating in the battle, their morale has already reached a low point."
"If the enemy's reinforcements arrive in time, given the current morale, they may be defeated again soon."
Li Guangli frowned instantly when he heard this.
The battle in the daytime was really too brutal for the Zhou side.
Almost all the baggage, food and other items carried during the expedition were lost in the old camp.
The 30,000 soldiers who went out to fight, some fled, some died in battle, some lost contact, and some surrendered.
There were only more than 13,000 soldiers who actually followed him to the new camp.
And the 30,000 auxiliary soldiers and civilians during the expedition...
Just don’t mention it.
For Li Guangli, his own morale was at its lowest point at this time.
That was rock bottom!
There are three immediate difficulties facing Li Guangli now.
First, how to explain to the court, how to write memorials, and how to avoid responsibilities?
As for the suspension of the memorial? If he had not exaggerated the annihilation of the Xiongnu tribe into a military success every now and then.
Maybe the memorial issue can really be slowed down.
But now, it's impossible.
If he does not report the war situation to the court as soon as possible, the second supervisory army besides Gu Zhanying will arrive in the Mobei Grassland in less than a month.
Second, food and grass!
The existing food and fodder in the Israeli army can last for five days at most.
Although he secretly sent people to Yunzhong County, Wuyuan County and other places to seek food assistance.
But in just five days, even if the food and grass were found, there was no possibility of it arriving.
If no Xiongnu tribe can be found to plunder within five days.
The existing more than 13,000 soldiers will definitely blow up the camp.
Third, morale.
If there is no big victory to boost morale, it is very likely that it will not be able to withstand the next encounter with the main force of the Huns.
If there is a big victory, then one or three can be solved.
After frowning and thinking for a moment.
Li Guangli frowned and asked word by word: "What if we just set a fire?"
When Gu Zhanying heard this, his face paused slightly, and then he asked: "General, do you mean to burn all the remaining grain, grass and luggage in the old camp?"
Li Guangli nodded heavily, and then said thoughtfully: "Zuo Dun must not have expected that we would dare to kill him after our defeat."
"We don't need to kill the enemy in this battle, we just need to burn the remaining grain, grass and baggage in the old camp."
Don't wait for Gu Zhanying to speak.
Li Guangli quickly dipped the tea in the tea cup and drew a rough map of the old camp on the table.
"Here." Li Guangli reached out and tapped an inconspicuous location.
Then he quickly said: "In order to prevent the enemy from attacking the food and grass at night, I specially ordered people to hide the ten days of food and grass here."
Gu Zhanying stood up and looked attentively.
I saw that the place Li Guangli pointed to was located next to the place where the auxiliary soldiers and civilian husbands lived, and not far from the place where the grain, grass and baggage were stored.
It is not difficult to see from the map that this place is really not eye-catching.
Gu Zhanying thought carefully for a moment.
After a while, Gu Zhanying said in a deep voice: "This battle is about finesse and not too much."
The words are over.
Gu Zhanying stood up and saluted with clasped fists: "General, I am willing to lead two thousand elites to attack the enemy camp at night."…
"Okay!" Li Guangli was overjoyed when he heard this. He quickly stood up and said solemnly: "When Brother Zhanying returns in triumph! I will definitely take care of Brother Zhanying."
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Half an hour later.
The Gu Zhan camp, with two thousand light cavalry and four thousand war horses, rushed into the thick night with their heads in their hands and their horses wrapped in hooves.
In addition, the small amount of fire oil in the temporary camp was also taken away.
After seeing off Gu Zhanying and the two thousand Qingqi, Li Guangli did not turn around and return to the Chinese army's tent.
Instead, he silently climbed up to a lookout tower at the entrance of the temporary camp.
Li Guangli stood on the observation tower, looking solemnly towards the location of the old camp.
This station started from Haishi to Zishi.
Then he stood from Zishi to Choushi.
Although it was autumn in the Mobei Grassland at that time, there was already a huge contrast in the temperature difference between day and night.
What's more, it was already an ugly time.
On the observation tower.
Li Guangli looked at the location of the old camp with cold hands and feet.
His heart is even worse than his cold hands and feet.
"It's time to be ugly, why haven't you seen the light of fire yet?"
"Did Guzhan camp also fail?"
"Is it true that God
Are you going to kill me, Li Guangli? "
Just when Li Guangli was extremely worried.
The location of the old camp in the distance suddenly glowed with red light.
Li Guangli rubbed his eyes frantically impatiently.
When he opened his eyes again and looked intently.
The red light in the distance had grown a little stronger quietly.
"It's done!"
"Hahaha, it's done! It's done!"
"God will not destroy me! God will not destroy me!"
! "
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Li Guangli stared at the red clouds in the distance and couldn't help laughing loudly.
Smiling, the corners of Li Guangli's eyes became moist unknowingly.
Li Guangli clenched his fists tightly and tried his best to calm down.
After nearly a hundred breaths, Li Guangli finally suppressed the ecstasy in his heart.
Li Guangli shouted excitedly: "Wei Guogong attacked the enemy camp at night and achieved great feats! There is no point in killing the Huns, and there is no point in burning the Huns' food and grass! Generals such as Ming Bo and above! Leave the camp immediately to observe the scenery!"
Upon hearing this, the bodyguards beside him immediately clasped their fists in salute and loudly said, "Follow the order!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the guard quickly climbed down from the observation tower on his hands and feet, mounted his horse, and quickly ran around the temporary camp with more than ten guards to tell him.
"The general has an order! The Duke of Wei attacked the enemy camp at night and performed a feat. It is useless to kill the Huns and burn the Huns' food and grass! Generals such as Ming Bo and above! Leave the camp immediately to observe the scenery!"
"The general has an order! The Duke of Wei attacked the enemy camp at night and performed a feat. It is useless to kill the Huns and burn the Huns' food and grass! Generals such as Ming Bo and above! Leave the camp immediately to observe the scenery!"
"The general has an order! The Duke of Wei attacked the enemy camp at night and performed a feat. It is useless to kill the Huns and burn the Huns' food and grass! Generals such as Ming Bo and above! Leave the camp immediately to observe the scenery!"
As the message continues to pass.
The originally dead temporary camp gradually woke up from the darkness.
Countless heads poked out of the closed tent.
:"Won!"
: "I really won!"
: "Hahaha I finally won!"
: "It's great! It relieves my anger! It really relieves my anger!"
: "Dog Hun! You too will have this day! Hahaha!"….
After seeing the increasingly bright red clouds in the distance.
The soldiers who poked their heads out of their tents all cheered.
As time passed, bursts of cheers instantly erupted in the temporary camp.
Li Guangli stood in the observation tower, looking at the cheering soldiers below.
The big stone that had been hanging in my heart finally fell back a little.
Li Guangli watched quietly for a moment, then slowly walked down the observation tower towards the Chinese army's tent.
As for whether the cheers would attract the Hun cavalry.
Li Guangli was not worried.
As soon as they came, the Huns were overwhelmed at this time and had no intention of looking around.
Secondly, this place is more than thirty miles away from the Huns camp, and no matter how loud the cheers are, they cannot reach the ears of the Huns across more than thirty miles.
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Inside the Chinese army's tent.
Li Guangli ignored the cheers that kept reaching his ears and sat on the table.
While slowly grinding the ink, I was thinking about the words in my mind.
After a while.
Li Guangli took up his pen and slowly wrote two big characters on the paper - Memorial.
After a night attack by Wei Guogonggu, he occupied the camp.
The problem of morale was temporarily solved.
On the issue of memorials, now all that remains is shirking responsibility.
As for the person to take the blame, Li Guangli had already decided on the candidate from the beginning.
Those were General Pi Zheng Xuanjing and Xiang Benzhong who were most likely killed in the battle.
As for whether to add names again in the memorial, it depends on the remaining partial generals, generals, and other generals.
And whether the captains can reflect deeply, too.
After a while.
Li Guangli looked at the memorial in front of him solemnly by the faint candlelight.
At this time, the memorial was already halfway written.
The root cause of the defeat and the subsequent victorious counterattack have all been roughly written.
Li Guangli pondered for a moment.
Finally, he took up the pen again and slowly wrote on the memorial: "Your Majesty, the Huns' reaction was extremely strong." ,
'In my opinion, there must be a demon when something goes wrong. ,
'There may have been a trend of instability within the Xiongnu, so the Xiongnu were eager to divert their internal disputes with war. ,
'I sincerely request your Majesty to dispatch spies to find out the reason. ,
'In addition, in my opinion, it is very likely that the Xiongnu Chanyu has secretly deployed his troops and generals. ,
'Therefore, I sincerely request your Majesty to send additional reinforcements to prepare for emergencies. ,
'...,
'...,
After writing thousands of words eloquently, Li Guangli put down his pen with a smile.
As for whether the Xiongnu was internally unstable, and whether the Xiongnu Chanyu had secretly mobilized his troops.
This is not important. What is important is that after the reinforcements arrive, even if the Xiongnu Chanyu does not want to fight, he must fight.
Wait for the ink to dry.
After Li Guangli folded the paper, he did not seal it in the envelope, but instead put it in his arms.
Now we just have to wait until noon tomorrow.
After the memorial is collected.
Li Guangli couldn't help but look at the account book he had put aside.
The moment his eyes came into contact with the account book, the smile on his face disappeared without a trace.
"Oh, food!"
Li Guangli sighed heavily, then stood up and walked towards the back tent.
Nowadays, the most difficult problem facing Li Guangli is that food and grass!
The grass was okay, it was late autumn at this time, and the most indispensable thing on the Mobei grassland was grass.
The real worry is the food.
After all, horses can eat grass, but humans can’t eat grass too, right?
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A night of silence.
At Mao o'clock the next day, it was just dawn.
After a night attack on the enemy camp, Wei Guogong successfully retreated and returned to the temporary camp with more than a thousand surviving soldiers who had been wandering around all night.
Shortly after.
More than 12,000 soldiers cheered for half the night, and more than 5,000 surviving auxiliary soldiers and civilians formed several long queues.
Walk slowly towards the east of Mogan River Valley.
This direction just avoided the main force of the Huns.
before noon.
One after another, generals left their ranks.
Drive your horse to the central army.
I submitted a reflection letter that I reflected on for a long night. ,
Half past noon.
During the temporary repair of the army.
Li Guangli burned the memorial he wrote yesterday in front of more than ten generals in the Chinese army's tent.
Subsequently.
Li Guangli once again grinded ink and laid paper.
He picked up the pen and wrote the memorial he wrote last night, slightly modified it, and then wrote it on the paper again.
After the ink is dry.
Without any hesitation, Li Guangli directly sealed the newly written memorial in an envelope and handed it to his personal guard, ordering him to rush 800 miles to send the memorial to Chang'an, the capital. .
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