My father is Emperor Wu of Han, how can I be different from him?

Chapter 116: Do You Think I'm Blind?
Half an hour later.

The leaders of each tribe dispersed, and only three people were left in the tent. The excitement and unkindness on Yizhixie's face disappeared completely.

At this moment, only calmness remains.

"The Han army should never be underestimated. All the previous words were just to encourage morale. The leaders of the various tribes may have believed them, and their emotions were aroused."

"But you..."

Yizhixie pointed at his two sons and said in a deep voice: "We Xiongnu roamed the grasslands, drove the Yuezhi and Wusun in the west, and controlled the Wuhuan and Xianbei in the east, and we were always victorious."

"I have only suffered great losses at the hands of the Han people!"

"To despise them is to despise ourselves!"

The two people in the tent looked stern, looked at each other, and responded quickly. The light that had just risen up floated away and dissipated immediately.

There are two people in the account now.

One is Yizhixie's eldest son, Wuwei, who currently lives in Zuoguli King.

The other one was Yizhixie’s second son, the King of Youguli, Julihu, who had spoken to him before.

“What about Zuo Xian Wang just now…” Ju Lihu thought of Zuo Xian Wang who had made the loudest noise before, and couldn’t help but wonder.

"Humph."

Yizhixie smiled and said, "Although he has some disagreements with us, his interests are the same as ours, so he is naturally willing to lend a helping hand."

After hearing this, the faces of the Wuwei brothers became more unhappy and alert.

Yizhixie let his two sons digest the situation. After he mounted his scimitar and buckled his leather armor, he continued, "This time, Wu Wei will go with me to fight Wei Qing."

"Ju Lihu, you lead your men to garrison the royal court. The scene that happened in Longcheng must not happen again!" Yizhixie said this in a sharp tone.

then.

Wei Qing was still unknown when the Han army attacked. Yizhixie led his troops to fight back. Unexpectedly, the fighting was fierce on the front line. When he looked back, he found that the holy place for offering sacrifices to heaven had been seized by Wei Qing.

Since then.

Yizhixie always keeps an eye on things.

"But..." Upon hearing this, Ju Lihu's face suddenly turned cold. He looked at his father, then at his eldest brother beside him, and swallowed the rest of his words.

He also wanted to lead the troops to attack.

The Han people should take it seriously, but in this battle the enemy has come from a long distance and will certainly not be at an advantage. This is a good time to kill the enemy, gain merit and earn reputation!
But my father didn't take me with him, but took my eldest brother with him...

"okay."

Yizhixie saw his second son's reluctance and said, "If there is another war in the future, I will allow you to lead the troops."

The Great Chanyu made the decision without any room for negotiation, and then walked out of the royal tent. Wuwei smiled and said a few words of consolation, then left as well.

Only the Youguli King was left with an ugly expression...

Soon.

There were bursts of whistles outside the tent, and vaguely I could hear the Great Chanyu say something like "The Han emperor is nothing special, and the Han people can't withstand a single blow."

Soon the cheers and whistles became even louder!

Finally, all the chaotic shouts turned into one word, dancing wildly in the sky: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

The Han army came from the south, and the Xiongnu army met them in the north, but from the Han city to the thousands of miles of desert and grassland in Mobei, Yizhixie did not let the enemy march easily.

three days later.

When the Xiongnu army set out from the Chanyu Court, a vanguard broke away from the main force and headed further south...

In an unknown wilderness in the south of the desert.

At night, the silver moon is bright, illuminating the earth.

shhhhhh!
From time to time, rain of arrows flew through the air, horses' hooves crossed each other in a disorderly manner, and from time to time, muffled groans and wailing sounds were heard.

The Han army squad and the Xiongnu scouts fought endlessly in the dark night.

The battle unfolded around the chariot formations. Occasionally, a Xiongnu cavalryman would approach the chariots and either shoot arrows or attempt to attack, but they were all blocked by the Han soldiers holding spears and shields.

Arrows were flying around and blood was flowing.

The Han soldiers inside the chariot formation were sleeping soundly, holding their scabbards.

This huge army, which spread over dozens of miles in the wilderness, was led by Wei Qing, with 50,000 cavalry and 80,000 infantry.

The infantry that could follow here were either the sword and shield soldiers of the Northern Army, fully equipped with armor, or the spearmen and archers drawn from the border troops, all of whom were experienced killers...

"Cao Xiang, your troops must quickly eliminate the small group of Xiongnu troops they encounter. Do not let them attack our logistics from the south!"

In the handsome tent.

Wei Qing pointed to a continuous supply line on the map and said solemnly, "Once we encounter cavalry harassment, the infantry will have no way to resist!"

In the war against the Huns, the main force was cavalry, and Wei Qing's troops led tens of thousands of infantry, who were more responsible for logistical tasks.

When they were about to leave the border, their troops had even more infantrymen under their command, but as they went deeper into the northern desert, most of them were scattered along the supply lines.

As we go further north, the current 80,000 infantrymen will only become fewer and fewer.

General Cao Xiang, the Marquis of Pingyang who married Princess Wei Chang, usually had to call Wei Qing uncle, but at this moment, he clasped his fists solemnly:
"Here!"

After instructing Cao Xiang, Wei Qing named two more people, "Chang Hui, you will stay in the center and coordinate the logistics. Gongsun He, your troops will advance and find out the main force of the Xiongnu as soon as possible."

Xihe Prefect Chang Hui and Left General Gongsun He stepped out.

"Yes!" Small-scale clashes have never stopped since they entered the grassland. Both sides have been testing each other. The main force of the Huns did not show up at the moment, so they could only be lined up in the rear.

After the Han army sent out troops from the border counties, they were passive everywhere.

First, the captives confessed that Yizhixie had gone to the east, so Your Majesty issued an urgent order, allowing Huo Qubing's troops to leave Dai County and Wei Qing's troops to leave Dingxiang County.

After exiting customs.

After catching several informants and conducting a trial, they confessed that Yizhixie was heading for Wei Qing and did not go east. It was hard to tell what was true and what was false.

Wei Qing was anxious to get out of this situation of being completely in the dark, so for the next few days, the main force maintained its marching speed, but sent out scouts frequently, going deep into the northern desert.

Small-scale frictions continued, and the fighting and harassment became more intense the further north they went.

at this time.

Instead, Wei Qing relaxed and ordered his army to march in the direction where the attacks occurred most frequently.

The more harassment they come, the closer they are to the enemy's main force. No matter which part of the Xiongnu it is, as long as they catch someone on the vast grassland, it is better than running around blindly...

"Xu~"

Forty miles north of the Han army, a group of Xiongnu cavalry waded into a small river, their horses' hooves stirring up waves of water.

"Hurry up, we still have somewhere to go!"

The leading officer urged loudly, and while shouting, he threw the carcasses of lambs, feces and other things on his horse's back into the river, and his cavalrymen did the same.

Not long after.

The precious water source on this grassland was contaminated by blood and filth.

Seeing this, Danghu Hu Yanle urged his horse to jump onto the river bank and gave an order to the rear: "This place is too close to the Han army, we should not stay long..."

"Whoosh!"

Before he could finish his words, an arrow flew past the corner of his eye and pierced the neck of a horse that had just emerged from the river bank behind him.

“Yuyu——!”

The warhorse felt pain, neighed, and fell down.

Hu Yanle instinctively drew his sword, and his eyes suddenly shot towards the direction where the arrows came from. He concentrated and scanned them, then shouted a warning: "Han army! Fifty people!"

"war!"

The Han army’s scouts were already close, and they could not retreat, so they had to fight.

After only two rounds of arrow shooting, they began to engage in hand-to-hand combat. The cavalrymen who could serve as scouts were the elite of both sides. There was no nonsense, and they fought to the death when they met.

"clang!"

Hu Yanle dodged a spear by leaning sideways, and the scimitar in his hand was raised, colliding head-on with a ring-handled sword.

The rapid and harsh sounds of metal clashing rang out one after another.

When Hu Yanle crossed paths with the third Han soldier, he leaned down, and the scimitar suddenly changed direction, slashing towards the soldier's armpit.

"puff!"

The other party fell off his horse.

The two teams rushed towards each other along the river, exchanged positions, and then turned their horses beside the river, urging their horses to charge forward at the same time, fighting again, and no one retreated!

Exposing your back to the enemy is seeking death!
Relying on his superb horsemanship, Hu Yanle moved left and right on the horse's back. His breathing began to become heavy, but his body remained tense, and he was keenly aware of the sharp blades attacking from all around.

After blocking another ring-handled sword, he took a deep breath, clenched his legs, and hung his body diagonally on the right side of the horse, holding the scimitar at a tricky angle.

He cut directly into the lower ribs of a Han soldier in front of him!

"Clang!"

At this moment, Hu Yanle's pupils suddenly trembled. The opponent actually blocked his attack, and his scimitar...

Hu Yanle had no time to think, because after his scimitar broke, the Han army's powerful ring-handled sword came over and chopped him off with one blow!

After a cup of tea.

"Te!"

The Han army commander spat, dismounted, picked up the head from the grass, and cursed, "You want to use the same old trick again? Do you think I'm blind?"

"Hey!"

Seeing this, the other Han soldiers who were cleaning up the battlefield grinned and said, "Captain, look at the momentum of that bastard just now, I'm afraid he must be a noble Xiongnu!"

"You have made a great military achievement. Shouldn't you show some appreciation when you return?"

"Hahaha!"

"That's enough! Stop talking nonsense!" The village chief jumped on his horse and shouted in a hoarse voice: "Cut off the head, take the fallen brothers with you, and leave as soon as possible!"

"Here!"

After receiving the military order, the Han army scouts stopped making a fuss and started cutting off heads or collecting the bodies of their comrades.

There is no time to be sad, and no one is sad. This kind of emotion is exclusive to the new recruits, while the old soldiers have become accustomed to "birth and death at the same day".

Comrades who were laughing and joking together in the morning may become corpses in the evening. After seeing it so many times and feeling sad so many times, we become numb to it.

What a living person can do.

All I can do is try my best to live and take revenge...

(End of this chapter)