Chapter 220: Zuo Xian Wang’s ambition, Zhang He attacks the Huns camp at night!
The night is dark and the breeze is cool.

At the foot of Junji Mountain, in the tent of the Xiongnu camp, the sounds of singing and dancing were heard incessantly.

Sitting on the commander's seat, the Left Wise King Huochuquan had a drunken look on his face, holding a graceful, scantily clad dancer in his arms, and from time to time he stretched out his hands to take advantage of her.

Many generals on the left and right sides followed suit, also holding a beautiful woman.

"Marshal, these Han women have such tender skin that you can even squeeze them to make water come out. No wonder our ancestors have always wished to conquer this colorful world. This time Bingzhou will fall into our hands, but I didn't expect Ye Feng to interfere."

"I think we should let the Chanyu mobilize the army and completely destroy Ye Feng's lair in Youzhou. Then this huge world will be our pasture, the men of the Han Dynasty will be our prey, and the women will be our slaves. Isn't it wonderful?"

Perhaps because they were drunk, the other generals were full of disdain and said, "That's right. Everywhere the horses trample is the hunting ground for our grassland warriors. Those Han people will only hide in the city. If they fight us openly, we will tear their heads off and kick them like balls!"

"right!!"

At this moment, these people completely forgot about the recent defeat and became extremely arrogant.

They had never experienced the bravery of the Han soldiers and were naturally fearless. However, Zuo Xian Wang Huochuquan escaped from death. If he had not disguised himself as a soldier, he would have lost his life in Bingzhou.

But how could he be willing to show his shameful side in front of his subordinates?
He rubbed the exposed woman next to him fiercely and said, "Those Han people only use conspiracies and tricks. If we fight with real swords and guns, how can they be the opponent of us grassland men?"

"Now the Wuhuan King Qiuliju was defeated by Ye Feng outside Fanyang City and died in the chaos. This frightened the Chanyu. We were ambushed in Bingzhou, which made the Chanyu even more frightened. At this moment, he has no intention of going south."

"Speaking of my brother."

Speaking of this, Huochequan sighed deliberately, his eyes full of helplessness.

The other generals nodded in agreement while still drunk: "Since the Chanyu was defeated in the battle for the grassland with the Wuhuan, he no longer has the spirit of a grassland eagle."

"We went south to Bingzhou this time to obey Qiu Liju's orders. We are the overlords of the grasslands, and it has been like this for hundreds of years."

"The powerful Han Dynasty back then didn't even completely wipe us out, so what are the Wuhuan?"

"That's right. Every soldier is a bad soldier, and every general is a bad general. I think the Huns are declining day by day, and the Chanyu should bear the main responsibility."

"If the Chanyu had the same courage as Zuo Xian Wang, and could fight his way out of the hundreds of thousands of troops in Bingzhou, we Xiongnu would not be afraid of any enemy or challenge on the grassland."

“This is where it should be.”

Although this was what Huochequan wanted to hear, he understood that walls have ears.

He quickly interrupted the confidant who was speaking: "Don't talk nonsense. When father passed the position to big brother, I also agreed with it."

"Let's keep drinking!"

“Come and drink!!”

The other generals raised their glasses, and the music and dancing continued. However, Huchuquan, who had never coveted the position of Chanyu, had a different kind of excitement in his eyes.
Compared with the charming spring scenery and intoxicating aroma of wine in the general's tent, the Hun soldiers patrolling and guarding the gate outside were simply in hell.

Since the defeat of Bingzhou, there have been no rules for guarding the gates and patrolling.

But the empty camp, coupled with the night wind from Junji Mountain, is enough to freeze people to death.

Even wearing thick leather clothes still doesn't help much.

At the camp gate, the Hun soldiers, who had been exposed to the northwest wind for more than half a month, were full of dissatisfaction on their faces.

"In the vast grassland, those Han people can't even find our place, how could they attack our camp? I think the people above are deliberately leaving us here to starve."

"Who said it wasn't? There are so many tribes out there. Even if the Han people broke in, they would have received news in advance. How could we be defenseless?"

"This is just to make us starve. Boss, can't you just talk to us and let us stand guard in the daytime?"

Complaints came one after another. The captain of the gate guard was also angry, but he did not complain directly. Instead, he snorted coldly and glared at the Xiongnu soldiers who were talking nonsense: "You guys keep your voices down. If the patrolling soldiers hear you and stab you, you will be in trouble."

It would be fine if they didn't say this, but once they did, the Hun soldiers were even more dissatisfied: "Boss, those patrol soldiers don't patrol all night, they basically come once before going to bed and wake up again in the middle of the night." "It stands to reason that they should also patrol all night, but they always sleep more than us, but we can only starve here."

The captain of the goalkeeping team sighed: "Okay, stop talking!"

"Boss, why don't we split up and stand guard? As long as we're all here before dawn, who would know that most of us are asleep?"

"That's right."

The captain of the gate had a hint of hesitation in his eyes: "What if we are discovered by the patrol?"

"Hey, that's easy too!"

"If they expose our affairs, we will also expose their affairs. Who is afraid of whom?"

"That's right, Captain. If we continue to be so idle, how can we hold weapons in the battlefield in the future? Wouldn't we be sending ourselves to die in vain?"

The goalkeeper was silent for a long time, and finally nodded with gritted teeth.

The team of dozens of people was reduced to three or four people in an instant, and the rest went to rest in a tent nearby.

After midnight, the night wind becomes colder.

A few Hun soldiers who lost the game of rock-paper-scissors felt even more aggrieved when they thought about the others sleeping. They yawned and leaned against each other with their eyes squinted.

"Tap Tap"

A familiar sound of horse hooves rang out, and a Xiongnu soldier on the left suddenly woke up and asked, "Where does the sound of horse hooves come from?"

"Enemy attack?"

The other two Xiongnu soldiers were awakened. They were confused and said with displeasure: "Where did the enemy attack come from? I dreamed of catching a Han woman. Her breasts were so rough that water could be squeezed out of her skin. You disturbed my dream!"

"It really is. Get down and listen."

The two Hun soldiers lay on the ground in displeasure.

"Tap Tap"

The sound of countless horse hooves rang out, and the two men woke up instantly from their sleepiness.

"There are cavalry approaching!"

"Blow the horn, quick"

Before the men could take out their horns, they heard the sound of horse hooves getting closer.

"whoosh whoosh"

In the darkness, countless rockets flew towards the camp like raindrops.

The three people who were caught off guard screamed and fell to the ground with countless arrows in their bodies, and their blood dyed the grass red.

At the same time, the outermost tents on the left and right sides of the camp all caught fire in an instant, and the fire shot up into the sky, illuminating half of the sky.

After several rounds of arrow rain, the entire Hun camp finally reacted, shouting and roaring.
Seeing the slow-reacting Xiongnu camp not far away, Zhang He was full of disdain: "A bunch of rabble, if it weren't for the vast grassland, how could they survive?"

"The whole army obeys the order and kill!"

"Let's have a good kill tonight!"

(End of this chapter)