I win the lottery in the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 70 Night attack, the decisive battle begins!
Chapter 70 Night attack, the decisive battle begins!
The Xianbei army led by Ke Bineng is preparing, as are Meng Chen's men.

Although the Huns cavalry near the Xianbei camp were driven away, the loss was not great.

"Your Majesty, all the Huns around the camp and the scouts of the Han army have been driven away."

"Tell the warriors, stick to it overnight, and break out of the siege and return to the north early tomorrow morning."

Ke Bineng issued the general order, and the entire Xianbei camp suddenly became lively.

For this return to the north, the Xianbei people, who seldom kill horses, also chose to collect some of the dead horses and kill all the wounded horses.

Even so, if 10 people can eat it, it is just a bottom line!

The strength of the Han army has been figured out so far. There are about 5 Huns, 10 Qiang cavalry, and more than [-] Han troops. In addition to the [-] soldiers of Lu Bu at Yanmen Pass, the entire Han army adds up to about [-]. Xianbei is on par.

There is a saying in the art of war of the Han people, if it is ten, it will surround it; if it is five, it will attack;

According to this way of thinking, the Han army is at most a confrontation, and it is absolutely impossible to eat more than [-] Xianbei troops in one go.

Ke Bi can think right, but he underestimated Meng Chen's determination, and he didn't know that the current military strength ratio is not one to one, but two to one.

In Mengchen's camp, the generals who had eaten their meals arrived in the commander's tent one after another. Although they fought for a day, the battle tonight is directly related to the direction of the entire battle situation.

"Everyone, according to the news from Ye Bu Shou, the Xianbei people used dead and wounded horses to satisfy their hunger. It seems that they are preparing to retreat." Meng Chen said, and the potential meaning of this sentence was naturally clear to the generals.

"It is said that Kebi is familiar with the art of war of the Han people. Tonight, the governor will let him experience the essence of the Han army's military tactics."

"My lord is going to attack at night? My old Chen is willing to be the vanguard!"

Hearing Meng Chen's words, Chen Yaojin was eager to try. Since the Northern Expedition, this battle has been more enjoyable than the previous one.

Meng Chen was speechless, now that Chen Yaojin heard that there was a battle to be fought, he felt as if he had been beaten to death.

Seeing his flushed face now, Meng Chen was worried that he would suffer internal injuries.

"Zhijie, after this battle, the governor will ask you for a marriage!"

As soon as Meng Chen said this, Chen Yaojin not only did not turn off the fire, but became even more energetic.

"That's a good relationship. I, Old Chen, don't want to be single anymore."

"Hahahaha!"

As soon as this remark came out, the generals immediately burst into laughter, and the originally depressing atmosphere disappeared without a trace.

For the Han army, night raids are a common method of warfare, and even most of them are one of the ways to turn the tide of battle when the troops are not dominant.

"Mr. Wenhe, can Yebushou be sure to seize the gate of the camp?"

"If it was the big camp before, I'm not sure, but tonight, if you don't accept it at night, you will definitely complete the mission of the master."

Meng Chen nodded, although there are only a hundred people in Ye Bu Shou, but the effect is already obvious now.

This group of people came out day and night, except for Jia Xu and Meng Chen, no one had seen their true colors.

"That's great! After the gates of the camp were opened, all the cavalry rushed into the camp and set fires everywhere. If the Xianbei army's morale is in turmoil, then this battle will surely be won."

As he said that, Meng Chen's eyes showed a trace of killing intent, after all, if he is not of my race, his heart must be different!

The Xianbei clan is the instigator of the Wuhu chaos that is known to later generations.

According to the big Han's practice, foreigners have always been courteous before soldiers, but this is not Meng Chen's wish.

According to Meng Chen's thinking, for a foreign race, being willing to submit is a way to appease and Sinicize. If you don't want to submit, then fight until it submits or perishes.

Convincing people with reason has never been the idea of ​​a warrior. Whoever has a hard fist has the right to speak.

The natural law of the jungle will never change.

"All the generals listen to the order, and attack the Xianbei camp at midnight tonight!"

"promise!"

"Guo Bang, send someone to inform Lu Bu that the fire in the Xianbei camp is the signal to attack."

"The last general takes orders."

"This battle can only be won, not defeated!"

There was a slight smile on Meng Chen's face, and the killing intent on his body was gradually released. If the Xianbei people have the courage to invade the territory of the big man, they must make them pay the price.

As night fell over the land, the temporary Xianbei camp five miles outside Yanmen Pass gradually became quiet.

Tonight, Ke Bineng ordered the army to take a good rest and break out of the siege and return to the north early tomorrow morning.

The Han army came from afar, and the strength of the two sides was equal, so Ke Bineng also concluded that the Han army would not take the initiative to attack.

The thick gate of Yanmenguan had been opened, and Lu Bu led the Bingzhou cavalry to slowly pour out, heading for the Xianbei camp five miles away.

Once the fire broke out, Lu Bu would lead the Bingzhou army to take advantage of the chaos and fight out to deal the Xianbei people the final blow.

Zishi, which is equivalent to eleven o'clock in the evening to one o'clock in the morning in later generations, is the time when people are most likely to get sleepy.

But in the current big man, there is no entertainment at all. Usually, after nightfall, it is time to fall asleep!

Outside the Xianbei camp, a hundred black figures were quietly erasing towards the camp under the cover of night.

For Yebushou, the night is the best cover.

As time passed, Yebushou, who had already figured out the patrol time, began to act.

They were in groups of three or five, with a clear division of labor, and quietly wiped away at the Xianbei camp.

After dozens of breaths, all the Xianbei soldiers in charge of defending the camp were eliminated.

Watching the camp gate being slowly opened, a smug smile appeared on Meng Chen's face.

"Brother Cunxiao, it's time to show off your real skills!"

Li Cunxiao nodded when he heard the words, and then rode his horse forward.

Behind him, [-] Xiongnu cavalry and [-] Qiang cavalry moved after hearing the news.

In order to ensure Mengchen's safety, Jia Xu proposed that all the generals should unanimously agree that Mengchen should not rush to kill tonight, but could only command from the center.

For this, Meng Chen was very speechless, but accepted it happily.

After all, he is the coach and there can be no mistakes.

The deafening sound of horseshoes sounded, and fire arrows fell from the sky. At this moment, the Xianbei camp was undefended, and countless cavalry swarmed in, and the awakened Xianbei people panicked.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

"what……"

"Go away, go out..."

All kinds of cries, compared with the sound of rumbling horseshoes, seemed so insignificant. From the moment Li Cunxiao rushed into the camp, the killing began.

The drowsy Xianbei people were dizzy, and wherever the Han army passed, they did not show any mercy.

"Marquis Wen, the western camp is on fire!" Zhang Liao, who had been paying close attention to observation, suddenly reminded.

"Hahaha, boys of Bingzhou, let me kill you!"

There was another cry of killing, and under the leadership of Lu Bu, the Bingzhou Wolf Riders easily broke into the Xianbei camp.

"Report, the king is not good, the Han army... the Han army..."

Needless to say by the guards, Kebi, who had already stepped out of the camp, knew that he had made a mistake in his judgment.

At this moment, he began to doubt his ability. Could it be that the Han Chinese art of war he had learned was wrong?

The killing continued, and the anger of vengeance burned in his heart. All the soldiers, whether they had weapons or not, fell into a pool of blood.

"My lord, retreat quickly!"

(End of this chapter)