After following Wei Qing for so long, Li Hua had an indescribable understanding with him. Often, Wei Qing was pulled and stopped talking, and Li Hua knew it clearly.

"The general understands that the general means that instead of hurting his ten fingers, it is better to break one finger."

"Yes! They want to wait for the rabbit, hehe, our army might as well concentrate its military forces, play horses and chase rabbits, walk along the north of the grassland at night, and rush to the Kunxiertu military camp.

Listen, I passed the order down. The first route, Sima Zhao Ponu, and the third route, Sima Pudu, who did not remove his armor or horses, were always on standby.

Sima Gao, the second line, was unaware of it, and immediately led his army north to block Jin Rizhe near Zangdi."

Gao Buzhi, Zhao Ponu was not old, about eighteen or nineteen years old, and was a young general trained by Liu Che, who asked Wei Qing to do so. He usually had a good relationship with Huo Qubing, and Huo Qubing often learned about military information from them and guessed his uncle's intention.

The weather on the grassland changes as soon as possible. In the afternoon, clouds that surged from the northwest floated up, forming a huge shade that quickly enveloped the entire sky. At the 3rd minute of the afternoon, heavy snow fell down, and in an instant, the sky was white.

In the evening, it was even more violent and the entire grassland suddenly became an ice cellar.

Wei Qing walked out of the central army's tent, and a cold wind blew towards him. He felt a little chill, but he couldn't help but shout: "This is God helping me! Send the order, start immediately, and attack Kunxieertu!"

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Once the fighter plane arrives, it will be time to wait. First, Sima, the third route, led the headquarters to face the sudden wind and snow, and rushed towards Kunxieertu's camp.

Although they were wearing cotton armor and a hood, they did a good job in protecting the Han army from Chang'an, but it was still difficult to march in such weather.

Wei Qing couldn't help but feel a little anxious. He ordered law enforcement soldiers to urge the speed of the march with a horse whip.

If you accidentally, the whip will fall on someone's horse's head, and then there will be a rude curse: "What's the spoiled beast? You're so slow."

The human-minded war horses seemed to hear their owner's anxious heartbeat. They often leaped for more than a mile, and the heat sprayed from their noses soon became frozen.

On the way, a soldier was too anxious and rolled to the ground because of a war horse.

The mount was frightened and neighed into the sky. The sound went away with the cold wind. Wei Qing immediately ordered the team to slaughter the war horse with a knife, and then whipped Shi Chang hard to make everyone take it as a warning.

"The night attacks and marches, and there are noises, beat them ten times!" Wei Qing's stern voice came from the night.

Originally, it was the law to be executed, but Wei Qing had already shown mercy. If the generals were not strict and the soldiers were not in line, it would be impossible for Wei Qing to have no punishment at all.

Zhao Ponu did not dare to neglect and ordered officers below the lord to pass it down. The soldiers suddenly became nervous and all adjusted their war horses.

The wind and snow covered the voice of the Han army. The distance of 200 miles seemed very long, but in less than two hours, they were left behind by the army.

When I saw Kunxieertu camp through the snow in the second half of the night, Huo Qubing looked around. Unlike himself, Li Hua and Cao's servants had ice beads due to their long eyebrows and beards dissipating heat, and their faces were solemn.

The military marquis and the garrison commanders raised the whip in their hands according to Sima's order. The thousands of people and horses all lie down in the snow behind the ridge, and move carefully.

Huo Qubing lowered his head and carefully observed the Huns' camp ahead. When they were in a hurry, they were still on their lights, and there were faintly silences of patrol sentries shriveling.

Zhao Ponu asked Wei Qing: "General, should we launch an attack now?"

Wei Qing shook his head: "Stay calm first, don't be impulsive, observe it before talking."

It was not until Wei Qing saw several Hun soldiers coming out to urinate and was convinced that the Hun army led by Kunxieertu did not find the whereabouts of the Han army that Wei Qing turned around and waved strongly at Zhao Ponu.

Zhao Ponuming kept following the flag bearers on both sides and the flag-holding, waving the flags. In an instant, deep in the snow, in the grass, fighting horses were fighting for their hooves, flags were flying, and swords and guns were like forests.

The young Han army soldiers were surging with their blood. Under the guidance of the flag, they rushed towards the enemy camp with a roar.

"kill……!"

"kill!……!"

The sound was like the thunder of April, spreading from far and near to all directions.

The sentry on duty in front of the camp gate widened his eyes and was cut off his head before he could come back to his senses.

The Han army broke into the camp and happened to have a patrol team coming from the passage between the camp tents. The headed Hun centurion looked up and said, "Oh my God!" In the hazy night, the sky was covered with cavalry of the Han army.

The Huns did not expect the Han army to launch an attack in such a harsh climate. They were awakened by the fire in their dreams and were in a mess. They rushed to the Han army that rushed into the camp in a panic and collapsed.

The subordinates who followed Kun Xieertu wanted to resist and his eyes turned red, he rushed straight to the central army's tent with an intention of covering Kun Xieertu's breakthrough.

But as soon as Bi Xiaowang walked to the front of the camp, he saw Kun Xieertu dressed neatly and urged the war horses to rush over, with a look of confusion on his face.

He asked anxiously: "What's going on? What happened? Why did this happen?"

Bi Xiaowang replied: "The Han army attacked in a snowy night, and it came suddenly. Our army is now in chaos. Your Highness should retreat first!"

Kun Xieertu cursed angrily: "Before the fight, you should retreat, and after you surrender, are you still a Hun?"

He raised his sword and killed Bi Xiaowang. The Huns around him suddenly became energetic and rushed forward with Kun Xieertu. As soon as he rushed to the northwest corner, he encountered Zhao Ponu.

Kun Xieertu waved his spear to welcome him. The two fought for more than a dozen rounds. Zhao Ponu gradually felt dissatisfied. At this time, he suddenly heard someone in the Huns' army shouting: "Be careful, don't fight!"

It turned out that Huo Qubing saw that although the age difference between the general was a few years older than him, it was almost the same if he ignored it. This person was quite quick and he knew that this was the young general who led the Huns army.

In this way, I have a plan to think about it.

Huo Qubing whispered a few words to Puduo, and then he rushed to the darkness of the fire on the right and shouted to Kunxiertu, who was fighting: "Your Highness, go quickly, the king is captured."

"ah!"

Kun Xieertu was shocked. How many Han troops were there? Wasn’t my father a hundred miles away? Why did he become a prisoner of the Han army? Kun Xieertu was immediately confused and had no intention of fighting again.

With a roar, he turned his horse's head and stabbed more than a dozen Han soldiers surrounding him, intending to break out of the encirclement and head north.

Huo Qubing seized the opportunity, pulled out his strong bow, and flew away with a "whisper" arrow, which was neither biased nor slanted, hitting the back of his war horse.

The war horse fell to the ground and a slump knocked Kun Xieertu to the ground. He was immediately captured by the Han army.
Chapter completed!