Han Khan

Chapter 122: Dubo Tribe Main Camp
Zhang Sheng led the Jin Han warriors and marched northward along the Tangnu Mountains for more than 30 miles. They finally arrived at the grassland in front of the dense forest on the mountainside. The Jin Han cavalry stood on a high place and looked down, and only then could they see a corner of the Dubo tribe camp clearly.

I saw that the camp was filled with felt tents like clouds, densely distributed on the vast grassland, which looked extremely spectacular.

In addition, there are many wooden huts arranged in an orderly manner. Around the camp, there are groups of cattle, sheep and horses grazing on the grass leisurely.

Behind the camp is the majestic and towering Tannu Mountain, which winds and stretches for hundreds of miles.

At the foot of the mountain, smoke from the camp rose up, reflecting the sunset in the distant sky. The camp was bustling with people and all kinds of noises intertwined, making it very lively.

According to Zhang Sheng's estimation, there should be tens of thousands of Dubo tribesmen gathered here, and they were scattered around.

The sun was already setting, but it was not yet completely dark. However, there were still many old, weak, women, children and slaves busy in the camp.

In this vast land, the camp of the Dubo tribe is like a shining pearl, exuding endless vitality and vigor.

Outside the camp was a simple wooden fence that stretched for several miles. There were Dubo cavalry patrolling inside, but they looked quite careless. The leader was whispering to his subordinates and laughing from time to time, completely unaware of the impending disaster.

At this time, Lord Shulun Timur was actively gathering the tribesmen and warriors of the various Dubo tribes scattered around. They were about to launch an attack on the Jinhan tribe in the south and destroy the Jinhan tribe that came from nowhere.

This news was not unfamiliar to the people of Dubo, but the elderly, the weak, women, children and slaves at the bottom of society did not pay much attention or interest to this war.

After all, no matter what the outcome of the battle is, they, as a vulnerable group, often cannot gain any substantial benefits from it.

Even if the war is won, it has nothing to do with them. They will continue to be slaves like cows and horses. If the leader and the warriors of the tribe are defeated, they will also be slaves.

However, many people are confident about this.

This was not without basis. Lord Shulun Timur had already formed a solid alliance with Lord Baichaldarahan, the leader of the Ubili people in the west, and they planned to go on a joint expedition.

In addition, the Dubo people have long controlled the vast hunting grounds and pastures from the North Sea to the Tannu Mountains and the upper reaches of the Greater and Lesser Yenisei Rivers.

This land is not only vast, but also rich in resources.

This allowed the Dubo people to live and work in peace and enjoy many years of tranquility.

At the same time, the Dubo people's territory was crisscrossed with forests and rivers, forming a natural barrier, making it difficult for tribes in the south who were good at cavalry warfare to easily cross the Tannu Mountains and enter their territory.

Therefore, the Dubo people were confident in their own advantages. They firmly believed that as long as they had the leadership of Lord Shulun Timur and a strong military force, they could easily defeat the Jinhan tribe.

This self-confidence made them gradually relax their vigilance, especially after the Dubo tribe successfully conquered the remaining Khitan tribes near the Tannu Mountains. Their power was growing day by day. Who would dare to provoke them?
However, it was precisely because of this arrogance that they were completely unprepared when faced with the attacks of the Jinhan people.

When the Jinhan people quietly appeared near their camp, the Dubo people were completely unaware of the approaching danger.

Zhang Sheng observed the Dubo tribe's camp from a distance for a long time and found that their defense had always been weak and their vigilance was very lax, which made him feel very relieved.

So he called together the leaders of his army and gave them this order:
"When it gets darker, we will launch the attack.

We must remember that the Dubo tribe is large in number, so when we go into battle we must maintain the momentum of the charge without any pause, otherwise we will lose mobility, be surrounded and massacred by the enemy.

In addition, all centurions, battalion commanders, and regiment commanders only need to do two things: one is to kill the enemy, and the other is to set fire. Do you understand?"

Zhang Sheng's tone was passionate and his subordinates listened very carefully, expressing high approval of his instructions.

He was very satisfied with everyone's performance. At this moment, he suddenly shouted loudly: "Zhang Langjieri!" Zhang Langjieri was originally listening to Zhang Sheng's explanation attentively. When he heard his name being called, he raised his head suddenly.

Zhang Sheng continued, “Zhang Langjieri, once we launch an attack, you will lead a regiment of 900 soldiers and quickly penetrate the Dubo camp.

When you encounter resistance, crush them without hesitation; when you find that the enemy forces are gathering and trying to counterattack, you must rush there decisively and scatter them, scatter them, and break them apart! "

After listening to this, Zhang Langjie nodded repeatedly. He waved the mace in his hand, as if he couldn't wait to rush into the enemy camp and smash the enemy to pieces.

For him, charging into battle and killing the enemies are his favorite things. This guy is very cruel. He likes to see the blood of the enemy splattered on the battlefield and likes to hear the enemy's screams of pain.

After waiting for about three more hours, the night sky was as dark as ink, and the bright moon was like cool water, hanging high in the night sky.

Seeing the Dubo people slowly coming to rest and their camp falling into peace, and the Jinhan cavalrymen who had rushed here also having rested, Zhang Sheng knew that it was time to take action.

Zhang Sheng drew out the sword from his waist, and the sound of the blade rubbing against the scabbard sounded so pleasant. All the Jinhan cavalry followed suit and drew their sabers, with the sharp blades flashing with cold light.

Zhang Sheng stared at the Dubo tribe in front of him. Western Dubo would be the first piece of meat he bit off from Dubo.

In his past and present lives, Zhang Sheng had fought many night raids, and this time, he couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Using a small force to defeat a large one was secondary, but after taking such a big risk and going through so much hardship, how much he would gain depended on this battle, so he couldn't relax for a moment!
Zhang Sheng, who always leads by example, led the charge.

The more than 2,000 Jinhan cavalrymen had grown into qualified grassland cavalry through constant killing, plundering and elimination. After several months of cold-blooded killing, they had transformed into ferocious and treacherous hungry wolves.

The tens of thousands of Dubo people to the north of Tannu Mountain were like tens of thousands of sheep. The Jinhan people under his command showed no fear at all. Instead, they followed Zhang Sheng and charged towards the Dubo people with red eyes and strong desire. Those were all spoils of war.

The Jin Han people's charge and killing completely destroyed the peace of the Dubo people. Under the leadership of Zhang Sheng, the Jin Han cavalry shouted and rushed into the Dubo camp.

Without any hindrance, he cut in easily, raised the butcher knife, and the killing feast began.

They ran along, holding torches high and lighting things everywhere. The flames spread from the outskirts of the camp to the inside. The dry grass in the tents and the strong wind from the north supported the growth of the flames.

When the weather was dry, the fire burned fiercely, the flames shot up into the sky, reflecting the ferocious faces of Jin Han cavalrymen brandishing swords.

The camp of the Dubo tribe began to fall into chaos, from the outside to the inside. The Dubo people, who had been living in peace for a long time, were suddenly attacked by Zhang Sheng. Many of them were awakened, panicked, and ran around shouting and fleeing.

Zhang Sheng led the troops to charge forward, killing all those who stood in his way. He didn't care about the people running around. This was exactly the effect he wanted, chaos and disorder.

The Dubo tribe under the leadership of Shulun Timur is not a small tribe after all, especially now that a large number of young and strong warriors have been summoned to this camp by Shulun Timur.

The Dubo people, who controlled the vast territory from Mount Tannu to the North Sea, would not allow themselves to be bullied like this. Many of them who reacted quickly took up arms and began to resist on their own.

Although they fought separately, they also caused some delay to Jin Han's attacking army. He swung his sword and killed a Dubo man who rushed over. The sword had already been sheathed, and it was still convenient to chop with the sword in the battlefield.

Zhang Sheng continued to lead his men to run wildly, but he saw that more and more men in Dubo reacted and wanted to resist fearlessly.

Standing on the high slope, Zhang Sheng asked the guards beside him to blow the horn and let the slave soldiers formed by the captives go into battle.

It was difficult to distinguish friend from foe at night, even though a large number of slave soldiers were shouting loudly, they were all Bo people.

But those Dubo people who were fighting didn't care about that. Anyone who rushed over would be killed by them.

(End of this chapter)