The cold moon shines brightly.
"This man must be a general of the Han army!"
Mulangtuo was surprised and his heart moved slightly. He suddenly reached out and pulled out a long bow from the side of the horse, bent the bow and set an arrow, and suddenly three arrows shot out.
The arrow is as fast as lightning!
However, Mulangtuo saw an astonishing scene immediately.
The arrow that was shot in front of the Han general was stopped by an invisible force and was unable to move forward.
The opponent didn't even blink, showing a calmness that was incompatible with the battlefield.
Snapped!
Arrows fell to the ground one after another.
At the same time, Mulangtuo felt a killing intent like a mountain roar and a tsunami coming, impacting his consciousness.
The scary thing is that he has no idea how to deal with this power, and the pain between his eyebrows is already splitting.
The other party hadn't officially taken action yet, but the suppression of the divine soul alone made him unable to resist.
This caused Mulangtuo to lose the last of his courage, but his body seemed to be imprisoned, making it difficult to move.
There seemed to be a force in the void, imprisoning him in place.
At this time, Mulangtuo found another tall and strong general with thick eyebrows and tiger eyes walking out from behind the Han general.
The general was holding an extra-large war spear. After he appeared, he stared at Mulangtuo from a distance and yelled: "I want to fight with the general, are you worthy?"
The war horses under him were dragging towards Mulang like thunder.
puff!
Mulangtuo coughed out a mouthful of blood and used all his strength to summon the power of his own cultivation and break free from the pressure in the void.
Xiqiang, the ancient witchcraft or Gu technique passed down from ancient times was popular in the Baiyue generation.
Mulangtuo specializes in witchcraft.
At this moment, a vague shadow flashed in front of him, like a ghost.
This is the method he cultivated through witchcraft.
Mulangtuo didn't dare to delay, so he turned his horse and left.
Behind him, the Han general holding a large war spear shouted victory and rode his horse in pursuit.
call!
Xiao Qisheng suddenly threw the war spear in his hand, and the sound of it breaking through the air was low and whimpering, like a siege tree crashing into his opponent.
Mulang ducked down to avoid it, but he didn't expect that the roaring flag was thicker but thinner. The spear he threw contained a dark force and sank suddenly.
The horse under Mulang dragged him screamed in agony, all four legs were severed by the spinning war spear, and he fell down.
The roaring flag suddenly rose into the sky, and the evil bear came to kill him like a prey. He flipped his hand and slapped it out, his energy roaring.
Mulang Tuo couldn't avoid it, so he had no choice but to draw his waist knife and face Xiao Qisheng.
Where Huo Qubing was, a shadowy figure was rising from the shadow behind him, sucking out a large amount of the killing energy on the battlefield.
In a military campaign, the victor and the loser will naturally form a military force that combines the morale, edge, combat effectiveness, and killing power of the soldiers. The winner will be stronger, and the loser will be weaker, which is more mysterious than the other.
At this time, all this breath was swallowed up by the Yin body, increasing Huo Qubing's cultivation.
As the Yin body inhaled, the ghostly whispering sound in his ears became stronger, as if there were innocent souls who died on the battlefield demanding their lives.
Roar!
The white tiger in the sea of consciousness roared with murderous intent, and the innocent soul whispered in his ears, instantly weakening.
On the battlefield, all the Qiang people were defeated and fled.
However, behind some slightly higher hills in the surrounding area, another team wearing Han border army armor appeared. There were more than a hundred people in total, each holding a crossbow and shooting at the Qiang people who had fled and scattered. .
Many of the Qiang people fell to the ground with their crossbows, and their defeat was irreversible. Even escaping became a luxury.
Mulangtuo suddenly sheathed his sword, stepped back, gave up resistance and said, "Wait, we are willing to surrender, we are willing to surrender!"
The battlefield slowly became quiet.
Only then did Mulangtuo see clearly that the Han army that came to attack them was no more than a hundred people in total, and even including the surrounding border troops armed with crossbows, there were no more than three hundred people at most.
It is unbelievable that this small number of soldiers and horses dare to attack his two thousand Qiang troops.
The war situation has been decided. Surrender or not depends on how many people can survive.
Seeing Mulangtuo taking the lead, the other Qiang tribesmen also lowered their weapons.
The Qiang people speak the local dialect, but they have been in contact with the Han and Xiongnu for a long time.
Their language contains a small amount of Chinese and Xiongnu.
Seeing a group of Qiang people laying down their weapons and wanting to pray for surrender... Huo Qubing said calmly: "If you lose, you will flee. What's the use of keeping soldiers who bully the weak and fear the strong. Kill them."
The knife fell from the hand.
It was too late for the Qiang people to resist.
Xiao Qisheng laughed wildly and punched out.
Mulang staggered to resist, but he was blasted through the defense by a huge force. His chest was directly collapsed by a punch, his heart was pressed against his back, and he was killed instantly.
Xiao Qisheng spat softly and walked back to Huo Qubing with sonorous steps: "General, what's next?"
Huo Qubing sat on the horse and turned his head to look in the north and south directions.
The arrangements for tonight have just begun.
The three days he stayed in the border town before seemed to do nothing, but in fact it was to spread the news that the Han Imperial Army had arrived in the border town, so that the surrounding forces, big and small, would know.
Now that it is almost brewing, it is time for other arrangements to be carried out.
Huo Qubing asked Xiao Ying, who was following behind: "How is your advance going?"
“General, don’t worry, the person you hired is the best person under my Xiu Yi command, and he is from the Qiang ethnic group. His understanding of the Qiang ethnic group, their language, and our layout are enough to make the fake look real and there will be no flaws.
Everything is progressing according to Huo Hou's instructions. In line with our time, it should have already started. "Xiao Ying said respectfully.
"Clean up the scene and get ready."
After Huo Qubing said this, he used the technique of borrowing corpses to revive souls, and the military book in the sea of consciousness glowed slightly.
On the ground, Mulangtuo and Anwa, who had just been beaten to death, moved quietly.
Mulangtuo's collapsed chest slowly swelled up with a burst of Qi, returning to its original state before the injury.
After mastering the resurrection tactic for so long, Huo Qubing has figured out the usage, functions and limitations of this extremely weird tactic.
Resurrecting a corpse is a strange military technique that divides the soul, affects the minds of others, or even directly controls the body of the newly deceased.
But the more people you control at the same time, the weaker the effect and the shorter the duration of the strategy.
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More than a hundred miles away, the ancient Qiang tribe.
The moon shines like water.
Dianzhen has been waiting for a reply from the Xiongnu these days.
That evening, shortly after nightfall, a tribe under his command came to Dian Zhenhui to report: "Doudu, Mulang led people to intercept the Han army, intercepted the Han army, fought fiercely with them, and sent people back. "
Dianzhen walked out of the room, only to see Boyan, one of Mulangtuo's deputies, coming back.
He was covered in blood and had obviously experienced a bloody battle not long ago.
Dian Zhen went over and patted the human-shaped Boyan on the shoulder to encourage him and said, "Since the battle is over, why didn't Mulangtuo come back?"
Boyan, who has a pair of distinctive triangular eyes, bowed his head and said respectfully: "The number of Han troops we attacked was quite large. If we had not taken advantage of the geographical advantage and prepared an ambush in advance, we might not be able to defeat the Han troops.
Mulang Toto was leading the team to clean up the battlefield and asked me to come back and report to Toto. "
"After we defeated the Han army, Mulangtuo's leader came up with an idea. If we took off the Han robes from the defeated Han army, we could wear them and follow some of the defeated Han army, and we might be able to rush into the Han city. Make a big fuss.
If you can help us rush into the Han border town and cause a big fuss, then most of our Qiang tribes will have a great prestige.
At worst, it can also play a role in disrupting the Han army. It can make our attack on Hanguan even more powerful this time, which will be a big name and make our ancient Qiang tribe famous. "
It has always been Dianzhen's dream to make the Qiang tribes famous and further strengthen the ancient Qiang tribe.
However, the defeat of the troops on the battlefield and the imitation of the Han army's strategy were both reasonable and unexpected. They followed the trend and took advantage of the situation.
Dian Zhen pondered for a moment after hearing the words: "It's rare that Mulangtuo has such an idea. If it can be implemented, it will be a brilliant plan.
How many Han military uniforms did you get from the Han army? "
"There are only a few hundred pieces, and they are very bloody. After all, we just fought with them."
Dian Zhen thought deeply and said: "The Han army that was defeated by you must have to retreat to the Han border.
If they can open the city gate and our people take advantage of the chaos to rush into the Han border city, the possibility of success is indeed not small. "
The more Dianzhen thought about it, the more he realized that the plan was feasible:
"We have been dealing with the Han army all year round. We all know the Han language, even the way of transmitting signals, and some marching habits, which is enough to confuse the Han defenders..."
Boyan nodded: "The most important thing is that even if it fails, it will only be withdrawn, and there will be no loss to us."
"good."
Dian Zhen made a fist with his left hand and hit the palm of his right hand, quite excitedly, and added:
"The key to this plan is to be quick. The best time is to take advantage of the retreat of the deserters of the Han army who were defeated by you. Our people are among them. In the panic of retreating, no one can bother to check their identity. This is the best time.
It's not yet midnight, so you immediately gather two thousand soldiers and horses and leave the camp, go find Mulangtuo to change into Han army uniforms, and then use the hidden magic method to urge the army to move quickly. You should be able to reach the Han border pass before dawn. "
"The front army put on the uniforms of the Han army and rushed to the pass, while the rear army hid in the dark and followed."
"If the front army successfully clears the Han Pass, they will take the opportunity to rush through the border. If they fail to clear the Han Pass, they will wait for the Huns to come over as usual and then act together."
"I have received news that the Huns have stopped slaughtering the royal family and have agreed to join forces to attack the Han Xiguan."
"You go first, I will bring all the troops and horses to join you!"
Dianzhen issued a series of orders.
"Okay." Boyan agreed.
"Remember, this plan must be quick. Attack Hanguan overnight and take advantage of the chaos to implement it. If you miss tonight, this plan will not work." Dian Zhenchunchun warned, feeling happy in his heart.
He had a vague premonition that if he could succeed this time, he would be called the Ancient Qiang tribe and Dianzhen would become famous.
The ancient Qiang tribe took action throughout the night, dispatching troops and horses.
Half an hour later, the moon was near its zenith.
Within the ancient Qiang tribe, a team of Qiang people, led by Boyan, left the camp at night and disappeared into the darkness.
This Qiang people, led by Boyan, met Mulangtuo and Anwa's team halfway.
They led dozens of horses, all of which were covered with blood-stained Han army uniforms.
At the right time, Mulangtuo and Anwa were also covered in blood. The team behind them totaled less than a hundred people, and their movements seemed a bit sluggish. However, considering that they had just experienced a fight, no one felt anything unusual.
A group of Qiang people quickly changed into the blood-stained Han military uniforms carried on horseback.
"Mulang Tobu, why are there so few people? Where are the others?" a Qiang man who was changing clothes asked casually.
Boyan on the side took over the conversation: "Mu Lang came here first in order to bring clothes to me and others. The others are still cleaning the battlefield."
Mulang hummed and nodded.
Time was tight, so a group of people hurriedly changed into Han army clothes, and then, led by Mulangtuo, Anwa and Boyan, pushed towards the Han border.
Elsewhere, on the mountains at night, Huo Qubing stood on his horse and looked at the retreating Qiang troops with an expressionless face.
Xiao Ying beside him looked excited: "These Qiang people are so stupid."
It was a strategy they arranged to lure more Qiang people out of the camp.
It's not that the Qiang people are stupid, but that this strategy was developed according to the situation, using the Han border towns as bait to expand Dianzhen's own desire for success. It is not far-fetched at all when it is proposed under the current situation, so it can be allowed to get in.
The implementation of the strategy is based on strong information support, grasp of timing, and even the strong combat effectiveness of the team led by Huo Qubing and accurate judgment of the trend of the battle.
When Huo Qubing came to Beiguan, the first thing he asked was Xiao Ying if the military uniforms and other 'props' were ready, just to use the strategy at hand.
As for the fake 'Bo Yan', it's all thanks to the embroidered clothes.
Spies with embroidered clothes are all over the world, and there are already people from the Qiang tribe. They used Song Ran's previous method of painting faces in Danqing, replacing Zhuo Qingke's method, and got Boyan with a bloody face. He was pressed for time and only said a few words. Under the circumstances, it is not difficult to deceive Dianzhen.
The key is that the timing of Boyan's departure must be very appropriate and must be closely coordinated with Huo Qubing.
Only Huo Qubing himself knew how much effort he put into making this arrangement, how much the battle situation would be affected, and what kind of outcome he would have in Beiguan.
In the camp of the ancient Qiang tribe, people were running around.
Dianzhen will also personally lead his troops out of the camp to meet Mulangtuo.
As early as three days ago, Dianzhen received an order from the Han people about the presence of forbidden troops at the border, and sent an order to notify King Xiutu of the Northern Huns.
The Xiutu royal family has been named Jin for generations. The Xiutu king of this generation is in his prime, nearly forty years old.
The entire Xiongnu is divided into three parts: left, middle and right. The Western Xiongnu, to which King Xiutu belongs, is one of several large tribes under it.
Their tribe was stationed near Xiutuze, a place with abundant water and grass, seven or eight hundred miles away from the ancient Qiang tribe under the jurisdiction of Xianling Qiang.
It took some time for the people sent by Dianzhen to send the news of the joint raid on the Han border town to King Xiutu's tribe.
The Xiqiang and the Xiongnu often cooperated to harass the Han border. After hearing this, King Xiutu did not hesitate too much and sent a team of 4,000 Xiongnu elite cavalry to join the Qiang people.
Later, the Xiongnu elite will follow and set off to join the Kou border one after another.
The general responsible for leading the Xiongnu elite cavalry was King Xiutu's brother, named Jin Wu, and he was also a rare general in King Xiutu's tribe.
He followed the Qiang people sent by Dianzhen to report the news, and returned to the area near the Han army's border pass again and again, exactly three days later.
Also on this night, Yao Zhen led the way, and the Huns cavalry led by Jin Wu fought all the way back. They approached the Han border with great momentum, preparing to join the Qiang people.
Gu Gu Gu Gu - Gu!
Yao Zhen conveyed the code, and the sound in his throat was like the cry of wild birds.
After a while, someone responded from behind a low hill in front.
A Qiang man walked out quickly and said: "I just received the news not long ago that more than a thousand Han border troops have left the border and escorted the forbidden army from Chang'an to the northwest.
Our people have already fought against the Han army. They had just defeated the Han army due to an ambush, and they are retreating to the Han army's border pass. "
Jin Wu sneered and said: "The things that the Han army used to escort thousands of people and the imperial army must be very important. You Qiang people want to grab things first, so you do it without waiting for me to come over?
If the Han people want to contact the countries in the Western Regions, they must first ask me whether the various tribes in the prairie agree. "
Jin Wu waved his hand and said, "Let's press forward."
All the Huns soldiers shouted in unison, their horses roared and galloped away.
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