Chapter 322 Shadow Battlefront Wolf King’s Strategy
"Is this the royal court of Shanyu?"
Peng Yue sat on his horse, looking west from the high slope, overlooking the beaded camp in the distance, and said calmly.
Behind him were three thousand Ghost Prison Ghost Riders under Ying Ziyi's command.
The continuous steep slopes that rise in vain can hide one's own vision very well. As a Xiongnu Chanyu with top military capabilities, when Mao Dun established the royal court here, it was not that he did not consider the situation of enemy attacks.
Therefore, he divided a large part of his cavalry troops as patrol troops to guard the east of the royal court.
However, as Mao Dun went south to regain the tribesmen of the three surnames of the Xiongnu, a large number of elite troops in the royal court also went south.
The rest, under the attack of the Ghost Prison Youqi, are now corpses scattered on the slope.
"General Peng Yue, it seems they haven't found any trace of us yet." Sima, who was accompanying Peng Yue, said.
Peng Yue's eyes were filled with cold light. Although his face was rough, his actions were extremely delicate.
The armor worn by Ghost Riders is generally light armor, and the amount of food carried on their horses is also at a relatively low level.
In order to deal with the Huns, Ying Ziyi deliberately converted all his cavalry troops in the clouds into light cavalry. In addition to the horse bows, hand crossbows, arrows, and long swords necessary for marching operations, he only carried the necessary medicine, salt and oil for maintaining bows and swords.
If such a force wants to continue fighting on the grassland for a long time, it must rely on the enemy's supplies as a supplement. This kind of fighting method is an extremely important test for generals.
There are many kinds of famous generals in this world, some are good at attacking and some are good at defending. Of course there are generals who are capable of both offense and defense, but these are rare. Generals often have different styles, and their methods of fighting are also different.
There are many famous generals active in this era, and some of them are rare famous generals. Even in the long history of time, they are rare. But there are also differences between rare famous generals and rare famous generals.
For example, Li Mu, the military god of Zhao State in the past, defeated hundreds of thousands of Hu troops in the Yanmen area, and the defeat prevented the Northern Hu troops from going south to herd horses for more than ten years.
Another example is Wang Jian. Wang Jian was the first to conquer the six kingdoms in the Qin Dynasty. Within ten years, he helped Qin Emperor unify the world and became unstoppable.
Such rare and famous generals all have one characteristic, that is, the more soldiers they have, the greater their power will be.
Of course, this does not mean that they are not good at directing small-scale operations.
Mixed combat with multiple arms on foot, cavalry, bows and chariots, and large-scale battles involving tens of thousands of people at every turn, are not something that any general can easily control, let alone use them to attack cities and conquer countries.
And peerless generals like Li Mu and Wang Jian can turn mountains and rivers into sharp weapons against the enemy in their hands. The enemy often has entered the net they have set up, but they still don't know it. By the time the enemy noticed it, it was already time for them to close the net.
The other kind is like Huo Qubing in later generations, who only led 800 cavalry troops and roamed across the grassland, defeating countless enemies.
You know, on the grassland, not only the people of our own side are moving, but the barbarians are also constantly moving. Under such circumstances, being able to accurately capture fighter planes, find enemy troops, and annihilate them in roundabout ways is not something ordinary generals can do with this combat method.
And Peng Yue was such a general who was proficient in mobile warfare.
Three thousand ghost prison knights waited quietly for Peng Yue's order. The horses snorted. As Peng Yue raised his hand, the knights drew out the long swords hanging on the saddles.
The sharp blade shone with cold light, and the clear and translucent back of the blade was as clean as white snow. However, the blood stained in it, and the murderous aura and power exuded, were enough to make anyone who had never been on the battlefield tremble with fear.
Since the establishment of Ghost Prison Youqi, Ying Ziyi has traveled north and south and made countless military exploits. But this military exploit was achieved with the blood and bones of countless foreigners.
Soldiers who have been on the battlefield and those who have not been on the battlefield, and generals who have some experience can be distinguished just by their appearance. Among them, the veterans who have been on the battlefield for a long time are the existence that every general who knows the military affairs cherishes and relies on. Those veterans are often used as reserve forces for the finale and are the key to changing the situation on the battlefield. On the battlefield, they have developed a fighting instinct and a skillful and refined fighting method. They can quickly understand the intentions of their generals in forming formations and march, and implement their plans to reach the peak more effectively.
Every soldier of the Ghost Prison Youqi can be said to be such a veteran. But there is another difference. This army is a professional military force. It has been completely separated from production and is a complete killing machine.
Every soldier of the Ghost Prison Knight is a lunatic who enjoys marching and fighting. For them, normal life is too dull. Apart from following instinctive reproduction, the rest of their lives will be nothing but killing on the battlefield.
Live by killing, grow in killing, and perish in killing.
This is often not noticeable for a soldier. But if all the soldiers in an army were like this, it would be quite scary.
Among the Hu, Qiang and other tribes in the Western Regions, Ying Ziyi's troops are called the ominous soldiers. These Hu and Qiang tribes often haven't seen the Ghost Prison Youqi yet, but as soon as they hear their horns, they lead their troops to stay away, not daring to confront them head-on.
Peng Yue waved his arm gently, and the three thousand Ghost Prison Ghost Riders roared, pulled up the reins, and charged forward.
This is a massacre.
The waves of black knights rushed into the camp on the green grassland, waving their long swords and harvesting the lives of everyone.
In the court of the Shan Yu, there are now very few young men who can fight, and the only ones left are the old, weak, women and children.
Peng Yue rushed into Shan Yu's court with his army. However, the Ghost Prison Youqi traveled back and forth from east to west, but did not encounter any decent resistance. "General, is Shanyu Wangting's resistance too weak?" Sima, who was accompanying the army, asked doubtfully.
"From the intelligence point of view, the Xiongnu Chanyu's military strength should not be so vulnerable. Could it be said that Mao Dun is not in the Chanyu's court?" Peng Yue murmured.
Army Sima's eyes lit up, "Yes, that should be it."
"Catch someone alive and ask."
"Yes, general." Sima, who was accompanying the army, clamped his legs under the horse's belly and rushed out with two soldiers.
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North of the Yellow River.
The Xiongnu troops gathered on the high grassland south of Yangshan Mountain and between the north and south rivers.
There are many rivers here, and it was originally the livestock land of the Huyan family, one of the three surnames of the Xiongnu. But at this moment, the Huns had lost all their territory in Henan, and all the Huns' armies were concentrated on this small highland, struggling to survive.
The Qin army's offensive was aggressive, and the Xiongnu tribes were unwilling to fail. The leaders of each tribe gathered together every day to discuss countermeasures.
"Meng Tian's foothold is not stable, we should fight back as soon as possible."
In the warm tent, headed by the leaders of the three surnamed tribes of the Xiongnu, the leaders of many small tribes gathered together to form the Council of Nobles, which decided the internal affairs of the Xiongnu. The leader of the Lan tribe, an old man with white beard and hair, wearing luxurious leather clothes, said.
Just as the old shaman of the Xiongnu said, these nobles were addicted to the empire's exquisite silks, bronzes and orchids, and they fell into endless depravity.
However, their increasingly swollen body shape does not hinder their military vision. They could see that the empire's footing was not stable, and they should move south as soon as possible to regain the lost territory.
Autumn and winter are the seasons when the Xiongnu's combat power is at its weakest, but the empire's army is different. After several years of preparation, its combat power is sharp.
However, winter is coming soon, and the severe cold weather is the Qin army's biggest enemy.
There was a long cry, and an alarm sounded outside the tent. A Xiongnu soldier rushed into the tent and reported: "Dear gentlemen, our patrolling warriors discovered that a small group of Qin army's cavalry had crossed the river and was in Shaolanggu. haunt."
"This group of Qin people are bullying people too much! Duoyan Boba!" The leader of the Huyan clan called out his two bravest sons from the crowd and ordered: "You go and take the bravest soldiers of our tribe to fight these people." Bring back the heads of the Qin soldiers."
A muscular man walked out of the crowd. Duoyan Boba said: "Father, the terrain near Young Wolf Valley is complicated. The Qin army only has a small number of troops. How dare they come? This is probably to lure the enemy!"
The leader of the Huyan clan looked unhappy. His son disobeyed him in front of everyone, which made him feel very humiliated. This son was born from a drunken sexual affair with a humble slave. The leader of the Huyan clan never liked him very much.
However, because of Duoyan Boba's use of force, the leader of the Huyan clan took him with him.
The leader of the Huyan clan was about to get angry when he heard another long cry outside the tent, and another Xiongnu soldier hurried in.
"Dear gentlemen, the Qin army has been repulsed."
"What's going on?" someone asked.
"It was Chanyu. He led his troops to defeat the Qin army's ambush in Shaolang Valley from the east and killed the Qin army's cavalry."
The news of the front and rear legs has already confirmed Doyen Boba's worries. But at this moment, the leader of the Huyan clan looked even more ugly.
Moton, what are you doing here at this time?
"Quickly retreat, you are a disgrace." The leader of the Huyan clan was helpless, and the anger in his heart could only be directed at his son.
Duoyan Boba's expression froze and he retreated.
In any case, Maodun was the Chanyu of the Huns. These people still need to be given the necessary respect.
The leaders of the three surnames of the Xiongnu walked out of the camp with men and horses from various tribes, preparing for the welcoming ceremony.
Soon, a large group of people appeared in everyone's sight.
A young king, surrounded by his brave soldiers, walked up to the leaders of the Huns tribe.
Unlike the demoralized soldiers of his own group, they were full of vitality. This was the most intuitive feeling for the leaders of the three surnames of the Huns when they saw Mao Dun and his soldiers.
"The Qin army is rampant, and we, the Xiongnu, are in trouble. We are about to invite the Shanyu to discuss the matter of retreating from the enemy."
The leader of the Lan clan said.
Of course, this is just a scene. If Maodun hadn't come uninvited, they would never have remembered this distant Chanyu.
"I happen to have a plan, and I want to plan it with you." Mao Dun smiled and led his soldiers into the camp.
In the tent, Mao Dun was in the main seat, the leaders of the three surnames were sitting on both sides, and the other nobles were standing or sitting, crowding the narrow space.
"Chanyu, we were just discussing to gather troops and horses to take advantage of the Qin army's unstable foothold to regain our land. What is the strategy that Shanyu just mentioned?" said the leader of the Huyan clan.
"Withdraw! All Hun troops withdraw from this land."
As soon as Mao Dun finished speaking, there was a burst of discussion in the tent.
The faces of the leaders of the three Xiongnu surnames even showed a smile.
This young Chanyu seems to have only courage, but he really doesn't know anything about marching, and he actually wants to withdraw his troops timidly?
"Chanyu, Meng Tian is setting up defenses along the river at the moment, building camps and setting up defense lines. But this will take a lot of time. If we don't take advantage of this gap to attack back, we will have no chance in the future." The leader of the Bu family said, with a tone of voice. Just like a teacher educating students.
"No, this is just an illusion!" Moton said firmly.
"What?"
"The Qin army is not preparing a defense line along the river at this moment, but is preparing to cross the river in the coming spring."
"Why did Chanyu say that?" Huyan asked.
"Meng Tian is a rare famous general in the Qin State. The morale of the Qin army is so high at this moment. How could he stop south of the river and abandon this highland with important military significance?"
"But this way, we can't conclude that Meng Tian is cheating?" Huyan asked again.
"What is the most annoying thing about Qin people?"
"Of course it's the Great Wall! These southerners are huddled behind the city wall. Once our troops approach, everyone within a hundred miles will know about it. Even if we eliminate the defenders on the Great Wall, they can quickly mobilize their troops."
"That's right. The Qin people's army has a lot of infantry and chariots. These troops are not very mobile. They cannot move thousands of miles and come and go like the wind like our great Huns. Therefore, they established The Great Wall. If the Qin army doesn't attack, can the Great Wall be built along the river?" Mao Dun asked back, and most people present fell into silence.
"But in this case, we, the great Huns, don't have to retreat. Are our Xiongnu warriors still afraid of those Qin people?" said the leader of the Lan clan.
"No, if we stay here, we will definitely fail. We have lost a lot of warriors in the battle in Henan. If we are to counterattack, we will have to mobilize troops from the north of the Great Wall, which will take a lot of time. To that point By that time, Meng Tian's Qin army had already attacked. Instead of doing this, we might as well retreat to Monan as soon as possible."
"But isn't this just following the Qin army's wishes?" someone asked.
"If we retreat proactively, we can retain a lot of strength. The Qin army will build the Great Wall, and when the time comes, we can take the opportunity to go south and hinder them. What's more, the real weakness of the Qin army is not here."
"Where is the Qin army weak?"
"Yes, the real weakness of the Qin army is the prince of Qin in the land of clouds!" Mao Dun said with a glint in his eyes.