The Three Kingdoms

"Commander Chen Dao has too few cavalry, I'm afraid he will suffer!"

"If he can't hold back the soldiers and horses of the Northern Huns, we will be the ones who will suffer!" Lu Bu smiled wryly: "There will always be casualties in wars. If we want to conquer the Huns, a thousand-year-old tribe, we must be prepared to pay the price. It is not he who hurts us." It's me who hurts!"

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Dunhuang Prefecture.

After receiving the military order from the Military Aircraft Department, the Bashu Legion did not hesitate for too long. It immediately withdrew its troops from Yumen Pass, marched from the west to the north, and began to walk like a prairie, preparing to fight in depth.

"Where did the No.11 army go?" On the grassland, a marching team was like a long dragon, endless.

The main general Chen Daozheng is in the middle position.

"Commander, Army No.11 should be thirty miles away from us!"

Fazheng reported: "At present, our scouts have not found any traces of the Northern Huns going south, but it will get colder and colder if we go north, and in the past a hundred miles, it was one of the Northern Huns' garrisons, which is tantamount to actively provoking the Northern Huns!"

"Jin Yiwei won't make mistakes in this kind of thing!"

Chen Dao looked at the endless prairie around him, and said in a deep voice: "Since they have news that the Northern Huns have sent troops south to join the Huns, then the army of the Northern Huns must have already gone south. We didn't find out, because the grasslands are too big for scouts." Found their traces, since they have gone south, there is no active provocation, sooner or later there will be a fight!"

"Commander, if we go deeper, I'm afraid our logistics line will be lost!" Fazheng reminded.

"Camp first!"

After thinking about it, Chen Dao slowed down his marching speed.

"promise!"

The generals led the way.

For most of the day, a simple barracks was placed on the grassland.

"The prairie is too big, we can't wander around aimlessly!" In the simple tent, Chen Dao looked at the somewhat rough map of the prairie, and finally landed on one of the locations, saying: "We If you want to fight, hit here!"

"Commander, it's too far from here!"

Fazheng looked at the place Chen Dao was pointing at, and smiled wryly: "It's at least a few hundred miles away from us to the north. We have an army of 10,000+ and attack hundreds of miles. If we are not careful, we will die." It will collapse on its own!"

"But you know very well that we can't play hide-and-seek with the Huns on the grassland. We can't catch them at all!" Chen Daodao said, "Only by attacking as defense can we hold back the entire Northern Huns' forces!"

The task of the Bashu Legion is to hold back the Northern Huns, so that Lu Bu Zhao Yun and the others can better destroy the Southern Huns.

But there are too many roads on the grassland, which cannot stop the Huns from going south.

If you want to hold back the Northern Huns, you can only attack the base camp of the Northern Huns and let them shrink their forces.

"Will it be too risky?" A military commander asked.

"Do you have any other options?" Chen Dao asked back.

The generals pondered for a while, and finally shook their heads.

"Fake attack!"

Fazheng thought about it for a long time, and suddenly spit out two words.

"Feint?"

The generals were taken aback when they heard the words, a little confused, they didn't quite understand the meaning of Fazheng's words.

"Commander, we are still attacking the northern Huns' garrison, but we don't need to attack with the main force. We will choose more than [-] light cavalry to go deep alone, and the soldiers are approaching the city, threatening them to send troops back to help!"

Fazheng said: "It is unrealistic for the main force to make a large-scale long-distance attack. If 10,000+ soldiers can't keep eating and drinking, we will starve to death on the prairie!"

"If you don't hurt them, just scare them, do you think the Northern Huns will take back their soldiers?" Chen Dao thought for a while and asked.

"Will!"

Fazheng said: "The Northern Huns and the Southern Huns have been separated for hundreds of years, and they don't have much affection. This time, the Southern Huns should have promised the Northern Huns a lot to lure them to go south. If they don't protect themselves, You must protect yourself first!"

"Who will be the commander?"

"Gao Pei!"

"it is good!"

Chen Dao pondered for a long time before he made up his mind. As Fazheng said, a long-distance attack by a large army is not realistic. They swaggered into the northern Xiongnu, but we must not relax here, we must completely stop the Xiongnu army going south, and we must not allow people and soldiers to cross Helan Mountain!"

"Yes!"

The generals nodded respectfully and took orders.

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Shuofang, Guangmu City.

This has become the base camp of the Huns. Hu Chuquan led 10,000+ elite Xiongnu troops stationed here. They are aggressive, facing south and east, intending to swallow the land of Hetao in the northwest of the Central Plains.

Hu Chuquan is a persevering person.

In the past, he inherited the position of Khan, but he deliberately acted ordinary, and he couldn't even control the power of the Great Khan. He connived Liu Bao and Qubai, but he confused many people, including the people of the Great Wu Dynasty.

When he took down the right king of the Huns to Qubei, ate the Huns warriors of the Qubei tribe, and obtained a large number of strategic weapons from the Wu army. After his strength gradually grew, he began to show his fangs.

He has always had great ambitions, and he is determined to revive the Huns royal court.

This time he sent troops to the south, with Liu Bao as the vanguard, and learned the Central Plains people's combination of vertical and horizontal, and provoked the Xianbei tribe that helped Luo Han in the east, and also invited the Northern Huns to go south with great benefits in the north, playing a good card. vividly.

"Great rivers and mountains, this will be the place of the King's Court of the Huns!"

Standing on Guangmu City, Hu Chuquan looked at the mountains and rivers in the distance, and shouted with enthusiasm.

Many people thought that he went south this time just to plunder food and people, but only he knew that this time, he didn't intend to leave when he went south.

He wants to regain the land of Hetao.

The land of Hetao, only after the Qin Dynasty was captured by Meng Tian, ​​the Huns were completely driven out of this land.

This is the fertile territory lost by the ancestors, and it belongs to the territory of the royal family of the Huns.

He wants to take it back.

"Sweat!"

A middle-aged man in a black jade brocade robe walked up to the city wall and saluted Hu Chuquan respectfully.

"Sir, look, is this country beautiful?" Hu Chuquan was very polite to the middle-aged man.