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Chapter 7 The First Battle Against the Xianbei

  Chapter 7: The First Battle Against the Xiongnu

  Eight pitfalls yielded four wild boars, which was not expected by Wei Zheng. However, this also proved that he was extremely lucky to be guarding a treasure mountain, and as long as he could obtain enough food outside the mountain, he could rely on the countless game in the mountain to feed his soldiers and train them into a truly iron-blooded elite force.

  Four wild boars, except for one left for Wang Feng to practice thrusting alone.

  The remaining three wild boars were just enough for a squad of five with one left over.

  When every long spear in the hands of the long gun team was stained with fresh blood, the entire long gun team had undergone a drastic change.

  The originally high-spirited long gun team had already faintly emitted a hint of murderous aura.

  If these people's frail bodies could be doubled in strength, it can be certain that the 31-man long spear team would definitely be a strong and fierce iron-blooded elite.

  Compared with the cheapness of long gunners, it can attack and defend... a series of functions.

  The role of shield hands on the battlefield has become much smaller.

  On the battlefield of two armies, the long gunner is undoubtedly the main force on the front line. Not only can they stab enemies at a distance, but also use them to defend against cavalry. As for the knife shield hand, apart from helping the long gunner defend against arrows, it's just left with crushing the opponent's infantry defense line, opening up a breakthrough, and taking advantage of the momentum to pursue and kill the enemy.

  Moreover, in Wei Zheng's dream, as long as his own strength grows and the troops are equipped with new-style firearms, the knife shield hand will definitely be the first to be eliminated.

  So, compared to his own emphasis on the long gun hand, Wei Zheng simply had some simple knife methods of the 29th Army's big knife team in the big knife team after a drill, and then guarded the long gun team. Striving to make the long gun team have stronger combat survival capabilities before he went out to grab food.

  Another day of training has passed.

  Wei Zheng had just dragged his exhausted body back into the room when Zhao Yun followed closely behind, his face stern.

  Before Wei Zheng could speak, Zhao Yun reported: "Master, there is some very bad news. Our grain is almost gone."

  "According to our original idea, even if we give everyone dry food for each meal and supplement with half a catty to one catty of wild boar meat per person per day, the remaining grain should be able to last for four days without too much problem."

  "But plans can't keep up with changes..."

  "Normally, when we're not doing military training, eating that much is enough every day. But now it's different, after a day of training, the amount of food everyone eats has increased by at least 30% without realizing it."

  "Although there is a large amount of wild boar meat for replenishment, the enormous consumption of grain is still an unprecedented great test for us."

  "Old Wang from the kitchen just found me, at our current food consumption rate, in two days at most after tomorrow, we will run out of food..."

  Wei Zheng's exhausted face was quickly replaced by a solemn one, and he muttered to himself: "Now it seems that our plan to rush out of the mountain to grab food must be advanced..."

  As soon as he finished speaking, an unprecedented resolute expression appeared on Wei Zheng's face.

  "Tell Zhao Da Ge to come here immediately, we need to discuss the plan to rob grain in advance and strive for a victory in the first battle..."

  Wang Feng and Zhao Yun entered the room one after another, and listened to Wei Zheng's general idea in his heart.

  Zhoa Yun's head shook like a rattle drum, and he exhorted Wei Zheng excitedly: "Boss, we can go wherever to grab food, but absolutely cannot go to Mo Gu Yu. We lost 70-80 brothers there two days ago, absolutely cannot go again to die in vain..."

  Wei Zheng didn't say a word and turned his head, shifting his gaze onto Wang Feng's body.

  Wang Feng furrowed his brow, let out a long sigh and said: "Zhao brothers, if we really want to go out of the mountain to rob grain, the Big Master's mention of Mo Gu Yu is indeed our best choice."

  Seeing Wei Zheng nodding his head indicating for him to continue speaking, Wang Feng continued to analyze.

  "Although our last attack on Mògu Yù failed and we lost seventy or eighty brothers, we have to admit that the rear guard of the Jin army at Mògu Yù is one of the weakest patrol strongholds in the surrounding area. Except for the two killed by us last time, there are only fifteen left, which is very advantageous for us."

  "What's more important is that Mushrooms Valley is located on the edge of the big mountain, far from the main force of the Tartar troops, which makes it very convenient for us to retreat."

  Through the understanding of the surrounding environment and the surrounding Houjin tribe in the past two days, combined with Wei Zheng's understanding of the historical context, Wei Zheng had actually made up his mind to send troops to Mugu Valley.

  However, even if one is the master of a mountain stronghold and has great prestige that commands respect.

  To cultivate his subordinates' independent thinking ability, Wei Zheng did not force the two to execute the order.

  Because, after doing such things many times, one's subordinates will gradually lose their ability to think for themselves. In the long run, the two subordinates standing in front of oneself will become thoughtless and merely execute orders like a charging general.

  After casting a glance full of praise at Wang Feng, Wei Zheng said in a firm tone: "Big Brother Wang's analysis is correct, attacking Mógu Yú is our best and only choice."

  Zhao Yun's face, which had just been firmly opposed, quickly turned gloomy. He looked at Wei Zheng with a helpless expression and replied: "In that case, Master, I support our attack on Moshu Valley. However, the entire plan must be thorough, our mountain stronghold can't afford to lose any more."

  A faint smile flashed across Wei Zheng's face, and he analyzed calmly: "Since everyone agrees, let's study how to fight this battle well..."

  Under the cover of darkness, 16 long-gunners without night blindness led by Wei Zheng, wearing black clothes, like dark ghosts in the night, slowly approached Mógū Yù.

  Two kilometers behind the main force, all the remaining bandits in the mountain stronghold followed Zhao Yun, holding torches and slowly following the vanguard, ready to provide support at any time.

  As the largest town outside the mountains, Mògū Yù has always had a population of about 500 people. However, with the arrival of the Tatars, all 500 people were either killed or taken captive by the Later Jin Tatars and would be sent to the Later Jin in a few months to become slaves.

  So, a town with over a hundred houses except for one place with firelight, everywhere else was pitch black and filled with deathly silence.

  Wang Feng, who was closely following Wei Zheng, reported in a low voice: "Master, last time we launched a surprise attack, the Tartars were still in the town's main courtyard, and now they haven't even moved, it's truly heaven's blessing."

  Although the previous attack failed, everyone has a clear understanding of the road and situation of Mógū Yù.

  Although the town's roads were still littered with the bodies of many brothers left behind by the mountain stronghold during the last attack on the Tartars, under Wang Feng's leadership, more than a dozen people quietly approached the large courtyard where the Tartar was located.

  The firelight shining out from inside the big courtyard allowed Wei Zheng to see the situation around the courtyard very clearly.

  Then, facing Wang Feng with a heavy tone, he said: "These Tartars are indeed seasoned veterans. The courtyard they chose not only has thick walls for protection but is also independent. No matter which direction we launch the attack from, we will be within the range of their bows and arrows."

  Wang Feng replied with a serious expression: "The last time we attacked, we were defeated in the attack. More than 30 brothers died under the Huihe's arrows, and everyone was intimidated by their marksmanship, which allowed the Huihe to launch a surprise counterattack from within the courtyard, causing us to flee in disarray."

  "Wei Zheng waved his hand and said: 'Let's not mention past things, this time I absolutely won't let brothers go to their deaths.'"

  Seeing the dense killing intent rapidly spreading across Wei Zheng's face, Wang Feng, who had been clenching his fists tightly since seeing the corpses of his brothers killed by the Tartars along the way, hastily asked.

  "Great leader, how are we going to kill the Tartars? You give the order, we'll all listen to you..."

  Facing the sixteen pairs of eyes looking at him, Wei Zheng's mouth quickly flashed a cold smile as he said confidently: "In order to better exert our long spear power. This time, we won't attack the Tatars, let the Tatars come and attack us instead."

  Wang Feng's face was incredulous as he retorted, "How is that possible? The leader of the bandits, now it's us who want to launch a surprise attack on the Tartars and kill them all. How can they possibly take the initiative to attack us?"

  Not just Wang Feng, but also the other fifteen Long Armed Men had a thick layer of confusion flashing across their faces.

  "Wei Zheng replied confidently: 'The Tartars will definitely not take the initiative to attack us, but we can think of a way to lure them over and force them to attack us.'"

  "There are ways to do it, it just depends on how we use them. Otherwise, why would the Tartars have launched a counterattack against us last time we attacked them, catching us off guard and killing us?"

  Having said that, he didn't wait for everyone to react and directly ordered: "Captain Wang, have all the long spearmen set up a two-row pike formation here and wait for the Tartars to launch an attack on you."

  "Give me the bow and arrow, I'll think of a way to lure the enemy out for everyone."

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