same.

Inside the tent of Tuoba Gao, the Khan of the Tuoba Xianbei, laughter and merriment filled the air.

More than twenty military leaders stood on both sides, drinking fine wine and watching the crude song and dance performance in the middle.

The performers were ten women brought by Tuoba Gao.

They performed their dance with great enthusiasm, unaware of who would gain Emperor Tuoba Gao's favor that night.

Murong Hu drank his wine heartily and ate his mutton with gusto, his white beard trembling.

His eyes were fixed on the woman's plump buttocks swaying in the center, his expression full of amusement.

Despite his age, he has a lot of tricks up his sleeve when it comes to tormenting women.

It is said that he has a unique one-finger Zen technique that has caused countless women to experience life and death.

Yuwen Lie, however, remained very reserved, his face indifferent, as he slowly drank his wine.

After the three of them finished discussing the battle plan for the next day, they summoned the various military commanders to the main tent to celebrate together.

The highest-ranking military unit of the Xianbei people was the army, headed by a commander.

Below the military commander are the banner generals, who lead one hundred to several hundred men.

The military commander was a chieftain of a small tribe within the Xianbei, who gathered herders from their tribes to form an army.

Horses and weapons must be provided by the individual.

"Drink to your heart's content tonight. Tomorrow morning, we'll raise our army and march to the city of Yunzhong to show off our might and scare those cowards."

Tuoba Gao laughed heartily.

Initially, he concentrated all his forces in Yunzhong, intending to engage the Han army there in a direct confrontation.

However, the Han army did not come out of the city to fight, so he, Murong Hu, and Yuwen Lie decided to change their strategy.

Tomorrow, gather your troops and march to the city of Yunzhong to challenge the Han army inside and provoke them to come out and fight.

The fierce battle was also a test.

If they insist on not coming out, then we will begin by clearing out the cities south of the wasteland, leaving Cloud City as an isolated city.

At the same time, they would ambush any troops that came to their aid along the way.

After Heba Xian and Dugu Xin's troops captured Shuofang Wuyuan, the 70,000-strong Xianbei army joined forces in Yunzhong City.

Then, with the force of thunder, they conquered Yunzhong.

By then, the three prefectures south of Yinshan would be in the hands of the Tuoba Xianbei.

"Once we successfully capture the three prefectures of Yunzhong, Wuyuan, and Shuofang, we will massacre the city of Yunzhong for three days, allowing our warriors to fully enjoy the fruits of victory!"

"Aww~~, I obey the Khan's command!"

The military leaders roared like wild beasts.

For them, massacring a city was an opportunity to make a fortune, and also an outlet for wanton killing and rape.

The people in the city were all lambs to the slaughter.

Among the women, whoever was quick and agile was the first to strip naked on the spot and be raped and played with at will.

Murong Hu's flushed face also revealed a bloodthirsty and ferocious light.

Yuwen Lie shook his head, just about to offer his advice.

But seeing that Tuoba Gao also looked excited and smug, he held back for the time being.

Subordinates need stimulation to fight bravely against the enemy.

The Xianbei people drank heartily, and the smell of alcohol permeated the air.

Late at night, Murong Hu, staggering and supported by several guards, returned to his camp wearing a tiger-skin coat and riding a horse.

As soon as he entered the tent, he fell asleep immediately, snoring so loudly it shook the earth.

The cold moon hangs like a hook.

Apart from those on patrol, the rest of the Xianbei soldiers were either in tents or by the fire.

Three or five of them huddled together tightly and drifted off to sleep.

Only the bonfires were burning, crackling and popping.

Gaa gaa gaa!

A few owls cried out, and the vast grassland was exceptionally desolate.

At this moment, a series of huge dark clouds gathered, and the moon hid behind the clouds.

The world became dark, so dark that one could not see their own hand in front of their face.

rustling!

rustling!

Less than five miles west of Murong Hu's camp, a troop of cavalry, like ghosts, led their warhorses cautiously across the grassland.

They were clad in black armor, and their gleaming eyes showed even less pity in the cold moonlight.

The horse carried a long spear, a hand axe, and a crossbow.

The warhorse's hooves were all wrapped in cotton cloth, and its mouth was covered with a cage.

The knights all had their mouths tightly shut, as if they were holding something in their mouths.

Apart from the faint sound of footsteps, there was only the sound of their breathing.

These were the eight hundred knights Zhang Liao brought out from Yunzhong City, intending to strike Murong Hu.

Some of them had previously followed Zhang Liao from Shanwu to the ruined city to rescue people, and they highly recognized Zhang Liao's abilities.

Hearing that another eight hundred cavalrymen were to be selected to raid the Xianbei camp, everyone eagerly signed up.

They have been waiting since daylight; it has been a very long time.

I waited until the very end of midnight.

Seeing the sky darken, Zhang Liao, who was walking at the front, looked up at the sky and then suddenly stopped.

"Speed ​​up!"

"Take advantage of the dark night and high winds, and quickly approach the Xianbei camp!"

Zhang Liao immediately whispered the order to the rear.

Before long, everyone quickened their pace and arrived at the outer perimeter of the Xianbei camp.

Murong Hu's camp of 10,000 cavalrymen had at least 1,000 tents, stretching as far as the eye could see.

Unlike the Han Chinese who marched in the army, the Xianbei people did not set up camps with trenches, barricades, or deer antlers. If conditions were good, they would even have fences and gates.

They set up patrol posts around the perimeter of the tent, moving back and forth.

When Zhang Liao and his eight hundred cavalrymen approached the Xianbei camp within a hundred paces, the moon, hidden behind the clouds, had not yet appeared.

"Get the crossbows and take care of the patrol first!"

"Then we rushed into the camp, overturned the campfire, and set fires everywhere!"

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