Hearing Zhao Yun's voice, Mu Zi'an finally felt relieved; after sleeping through snow and frost for so many days, he had finally found his way!
Mu Zian forcibly suppressed his joy and then spoke to the people behind him.
"The day will come when the horse tramples the royal court!"
No one present shouted excitedly; they simply made their final preparations before the decisive battle in silence.
Soon, Mu Zian, along with Jia Xu and Xu Hui, arrived at a place not far from the Xiongnu royal court tribe.
Through the binoculars, one can clearly see a continuous stretch of tents amidst the distant snowstorm.
In the very center of the tribe, there was a tent embroidered with a golden wolf that was extremely eye-catching.
Xu Huiqiang suppressed his excitement and said.
"The tent embroidered with golden wolves that you see, young master, is the royal tent of the Great Khan of the Xiongnu."
Upon hearing this, Mu Zian looked ahead carefully and, sure enough, there were many soldiers around the Canglang camp.
The surrounding tents, like fortresses, protected this tent in the center.
Seeing this, Jia Xu also spoke up.
"The blue wolf is the symbol of the Xiongnu royal family. I suppose what Young Master Xu said is correct; the Xiongnu Khan must be in his camp."
However, just as Jia Xu finished speaking, Mu Zian suddenly spoke up.
"No! That wolf camp is not the residence of the Xiongnu Khan."
These words immediately stunned Xu Hui and Jia Xu.
Mu Zian put down the binoculars and then said calmly.
"It seems that the Khan of the Xiongnu is also a man who values his life. He has some cleverness, but not much."
Upon hearing this, Jia Xu couldn't help but ask.
"What do you mean by that, young master?"
Mu Zian pointed to the Canglang camp in the wind and snow and said.
"As the location of the Xiongnu royal court, the Canglang Camp is excellent in both appearance and location."
"But this royal tent is nothing more than a smokescreen by the Xiongnu."
Mu Zian had seen similar tricks in books from later generations.
The Turks, who were nomadic empires like the Xiongnu Empire, often used this tactic to confuse their enemies.
Genghis Khan, the great conqueror, also used "fake camps" to lure the enemy.
Because these nomadic empires needed to live near water, they were destined not to build cities and fortifications on the grasslands.
This is precisely why shadow camps like the Azure Wolf Camp were set up to protect the real royal tent.
Once the enemy falls into the trap, they can immediately protect the Khan and allow him to retreat, then launch a counterattack at their leisure.
Xu Hui was stunned when he heard Mu Zian's voice; he seemed to have never considered such a possibility.
If the royal tent in front of us is a fake, the consequences will be unimaginable!
If the four thousand Han cavalry cannot be killed in one blow, they will inevitably face a desperate counterattack from the Xiongnu.
Seeing that Xu Hui's face was a little pale, Mu Zian smiled and said.
"It's alright, I already know where the Xiongnu Khan's real royal tent is."
After saying that, Mu Zian pointed to a beautifully decorated platform not far from the Canglang camp.
"Wenhe, look at the placement of the golden statue used for sacrificial rites in the Xiongnu royal court. Is there anything different about it?"
Jia Xu took the telescope from Mu Zi'an and then looked through it.
The golden statue on the high platform, used for sacrificial rites, had its back to the Canglang camp!
Upon seeing this, Jia Xu couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
"It's placed in the wrong direction!"
Mu Zian smiled and nodded.
"They can fake the Khan's tent, but they will never put the sacrificial vessels in the wrong place!"
"And the place facing the golden statue used for the sacrificial ceremony is the actual camp of the Xiongnu Khan!"
Upon hearing this, Jia Xu broke out in a cold sweat!
If it weren't for Mu Zian's insightful observation, tonight's surprise attack would have been in serious trouble!
After confirming the true location of the Xiongnu Han King's royal camp, the three immediately returned to inform the generals.
Upon hearing this, all the generals gasped in shock.
No one expected these Huns to be so cunning!
However, now that he knows the true location of the royal tent, Mu Zian will definitely give him a big gift tonight.
A fierce wind howled through the cold night.
The real Xiongnu Khan was singing and dancing in his royal tent.
The burning campfire dispelled the chill from the surroundings.
The roasted lamb, glistening with oil, emitted an enticing aroma.
At this moment, almost all the nobles of the Xiongnu were gathered inside the royal tent.
Seated in the main seat was a slightly overweight man, but covered in precious gems.
This person is none other than the current Hunnic Jieli Khan.
Jeli laughed heartily as he watched the woman dancing gracefully in the tent.
As the Khan of the grasslands, he enjoyed everything the grasslands had to offer.
Just as the atmosphere was getting lively, a bulky Xiongnu nobleman spoke up with a worried expression.
"Reporting to my most beloved Khan, I have heard that a Han Chinese army has invaded the grasslands."
"They slaughtered dozens of tribes on the grasslands, leaving thousands of your people homeless."
Upon hearing this voice, Jeli frowned.
It was obvious that he didn't like having his fun interrupted.
Upon seeing the displeasure on Jieli's face, another Hunnic nobleman named Sudun immediately burst into laughter.
"Agri, are you as timid as the sheep you raise at home?"
“Those Han Chinese are nothing but a bunch of lost lambs, nothing to be afraid of.”
"Do you really think they can cross this vast grassland to find our royal court? Don't be ridiculous."
The nobleman named Agri spoke with a solemn expression.
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