I did it all for the Han Dynasty!

Chapter 460 Flying General!
After receiving Tadun's order, the Wuhuan leader looked dejected.

"We still need to go to Yexian."

With a mixture of resistance, anticipation, reluctance, and eagerness, the Wuhuan leader changed direction and headed back into the depths of Yashan.

Although Yuan Tan provided provisions for the Wuhuan cavalry, the Wuhuan people, accustomed to bringing cattle and sheep on campaigns, could not accept eating only dried rations and meat every day. Along the way, they relied more on hunting with bows and arrows to obtain meat for a treat.

"The land of the Han people is truly fertile!"

A Wuhuan cavalryman casually shot a pheasant not far away and, with an envious and jealous tone, expressed his feelings to the Wuhuan official beside him.

"Yes."

The Wuhuan leader sighed deeply.

“In our ancestral land of Wuhuan Mountain, the mountains would have been sealed off by wind and snow long ago at this time of year, and the tribes would have migrated much earlier, enduring hunger and thirst along the way. How can it be like this Han land, where there is still land where we can hunt?”

The Wuhuan leader looked back and saw fertile fields stretching for miles behind him, untouched by ice or frost. He couldn't help but let out a long howl.

"How did such a magnificent land fall into the hands of the Han people?"

"If we could acquire land in places like Hebei and the Central Plains for grazing, I wonder what kind of heavenly life we ​​could lead!"

Hearing this audacious idea, the surrounding Wuhuan cavalry gathered together and discussed the topic tirelessly.

"If all this land belongs to us, wouldn't we also be able to have our own cattle and sheep?"

"What's so great about you? Forget about your own cattle and sheep, you'll have many wives in the future, and let your Han wives give birth to our Wuhuan people!"

"I hope that day will really come true..."

The Wuhuan people do not wish to be merely guests on this land!
In fact, the Tadun tribe has already occupied Liucheng in western Liaoning.

No one knows better than the Han people how fragrant their land is.

What was a harsh and cold land to the Han people was a warm and pleasant place in the eyes of the Wuhuan people! Not to mention Hebei in the south and even the Central Plains...

"Zi Liu!"

Lord Wuhuan swallowed a mouthful of his own saliva.

"There will be a chance!"

"As you all saw, when Yuan Tan attacked the Han people, he was absolutely ruthless!"

"Once the Han and Zhao have been fighting for several years and wiped out their entire population, who knows, we might... *slurp*!"

After swallowing hard again, the Wuhuan leader reluctantly turned back, cracked his whip, and urged his horse forward: "When we storm Yexian, kill as many Han people as possible! Especially women and children, it's best to drag them out and kill them all! That's much more worthwhile than just killing the able-bodied men!"

"Oh oh oh!!!"

"Your Excellency is wise!!!"

The Wuhuan cavalry have once again raided Yexian!

However, the beacon towers that had been built at this time came in handy, and the thick black smoke was the first to rise, giving the Han army in Yexian time to react.

"Why are you here again?"

Chen Gong cursed in dissatisfaction, then stuck out his foot and hooked Zhuge Liang opposite him: "Kongming! How about it? Want to play the zither again?"

Zhuge Liang was speechless.

"The Wuhuan returned after leaving, just like a starving jackal returning to hunt for food. If they hadn't come to test us, they probably wouldn't have returned empty-handed again."

Chen Gong, troubled, put his hands in his sleeves and said, "So, the Empty City Stratagem can't be used a second time?"

How can deception be used more frequently?

Zhuge Liang continued to gently wave his feather fan, showing no sign of panic.

"However, warfare is based on deception."

"While we are indeed outnumbered and unable to resist the Wuhuan cavalry, aren't the Wuhuan cavalry also deep in enemy territory?"

“Since they are deep in enemy territory alone, they must have something they are afraid of. As long as we can show them what they are afraid of, they will naturally not attack easily.”

Zhuge Liang summoned Zhao Yun.

"Zilong, you should immediately lead your cavalry and infantry westward along the river in a grand manner. When the enemy discovers that you are not stationed in Yexian but marching into the valley, they will surely think that you are going to cut off their retreat. In this way, they will be like frightened birds, looking back and forth, and dare not advance."

Zhao Yun went as ordered, and sure enough! Soon a scout came to report that the Wuhuan cavalry dared not cross Yashan Mountain and were just lingering outside the mountain.

After hearing this, Chen Gong's gaze toward Zhuge Liang became unusually strange.

If Chen Gong had previously regarded Zhuge Liang merely as a genius...

Now, they're completely treating Zhuge Liang as a monster!

"Even Liu Hou couldn't match Kongming's wisdom, could he?"

"Gongtai is too kind."

There was no self-satisfaction or excessive humility in Zhuge Liang's words.

"When two armies are at war, those who are good at commanding battles always try to maneuver the enemy without being maneuvered by the enemy. This is a strategy recorded in military treatises, and it is not a profound tactic."

"Kongming, don't be modest! You and I both know that being able to read books and being able to use them are two different things. You are not like other scholars who study in seclusion!"

However, Chen Gong was ultimately unable to find peace.

"The Wuhuan cavalry, after all, outnumbered and outmatched."

"Even if Zilong were to draw them away from the side now, they would eventually realize that we had no intention of outflanking them or cutting off their retreat. If they then lead their troops to attack, the consequences would be unimaginable!"

Zhuge Liang also nodded in approval of Chen Gong's words.

"Gongtai is right."

"In all battles, one engages with the orthodox and wins with the unorthodox."

"If there is no army capable of resisting on the front, yet one hopes to win by using ingenious tactics, it is no different from building castles in the air or duckweed without water."

Wisdom is like a gentle breeze that blows an arrow; it may change the arrow's trajectory, but it can never stop it from falling to the ground.

"Judging from the timeline, the General should be returning to Yexian soon. Therefore, what we need to do is not to defeat the enemy from the front, but to delay them as much as possible."

Zhuge Liang then had some coal brought over.

When Zhuge Liang spread the rumor that there was coal on Mount Ya, it was not actually a rumor.

Zhuge Liang was originally from Langya. He had heard that the area around Yexian was rich in coal, but Jiaodong was relatively closed off from the Central Plains and had no rivers or roads, so its reputation was not well known.

This is also why, when Zhuge Liang discussed the predicament of Yexian with Chen Gong, Chen Gong said that being a little cold was not a problem, but he was afraid of being hungry.

Zhuge Liang picked up a piece of coal, and his fingers were immediately stained black.

"When I was under the command of the Prince of Yan in Liaoxi, I often inquired about information from places such as Wuhuan, Fuyu, and Goguryeo."

“The name Wuhuan is a transliteration of Wulan. In the Hu language, red is called Wulan, so the ‘Biography’ also refers to Wuhuan Mountain as Chishan.”

“When the Wuhuan people die, they burn their clothes and kill dogs to accompany them, so that the spirits of the deceased can return to the Red Mountain.”

For the Wuhuan tribe, Wuhuan Mountain is not only their ancestral home, but also the place of their faith and the place where their souls return.

"They set fire to the mountain, and the Wuhuan people, considering it sacred, dared not advance."

Chen Gong once again admired Zhuge Liang's extensive knowledge and also went to make arrangements for the matter as soon as possible.

The other side.

When the Wuhuan cavalry discovered that Zhao Yun had led his troops directly behind them, they immediately led their troops to intercept him, not daring to advance rashly. However, Zhao Yun also strictly followed Zhuge Liang's orders, avoiding contact with the Wuhuan cavalry and leading them in a winding path through the mountain valleys.

At first, the Wuhuan leader continued to send troops to block them, but as Zhao Yun ran further and further away, seemingly trying to lead the Wuhuan cavalry away from Yexian, the Wuhuan leader finally realized what was going on.

"Damn it! Isn't this the same trick as last time?"

The Wuhuan leader was immediately enraged!
Why are these Han Chinese on the other side treating me like a dog? I am, after all, a dignified Wuhuan leader! Isn't this a bit too impolite of them?

"Ignore them, charge straight to Yexian! This time, whatever you see, just charge straight through!"

"Yes!"

The Wuhuan cavalry reorganized their forces, but after a short while, some of them returned dejectedly to their leader.

"What? Didn't you hear the order? Since you came to Han territory, has your ears been stuffed with too much oil?"

"no no."

"Then why did you stop?"

The Wuhuan cavalryman also looked troubled, seemingly unsure how to explain things to the Wuhuan leader.

"You'll understand once you see it for yourself!"

"Humph!"

The Wuhuan leader pulled on the reins, cursing as he turned around the mountain corner, but what he saw next made him open his mouth involuntarily.

The once somber mountain peaks suddenly burst into flames, turning most of the sky crimson. Standing to the east, it resembled a red peak rising abruptly from the sea, shrouded in layers of radiant mist, solemn and sacred.

“Wuhuan Mountain? No, that’s not right…”

Lord Wuhuan rubbed his eyes.

Compared to the Wuhuan Mountains in northwestern Liaoning, the mountain in front of us is significantly lower. Although the flickering firelight on the mountain is bright, it is not as dazzling as the light on the authentic Wuhuan Mountains.

"It's the Han people setting fire to the mountain!"

Lord Wuhuan quickly regained his senses.

But not everyone is as unique as him.

Behind him, many Wuhuan cavalrymen had dismounted and were kowtowing repeatedly towards Wuhuan Mountain in prayer.

"Rise! Rise! This is nothing but a smokescreen by the Han people!"

"No! My lord! We both saw it clearly just now. There wasn't a single blade of grass or tree on that mountain just now, so why is it now on fire?"

"Yes, sir! Listen carefully! I think I hear a dog barking! It's right across the street! It's up on the mountain!"

"..."

Lord Wuhuan also heard the faint barking of the dogs, and his head suddenly started to ache.

Clearly, there must be some Han Chinese on the other side who know the Wuhuan very well! Otherwise, they wouldn't have come up with such a way to make the Wuhuan people fear them.

But at this moment, the Wuhuan leader paid no attention to the red mountain and the barking dogs.

There may be a first and a second time, but not a third or fourth!
He had already been tricked twice by the Han people on the other side. If he continued to fall for their tricks, wouldn't he really become as ridiculous as a dog being led around by them?
Without hesitation, the Wuhuan leader drew his whip and lashed it fiercely at the kneeling Wuhuan cavalryman.

"Snapped!"

"Snapped!"

A wavering belief makes it easy to compromise when one is severely punished.

"My lord, I was wrong!"

"My lord, don't!"

"My lord! Ah!"

"You bastard! Why are you yelling like a woman? Mount up! Charge!"

Under the ravages of the whips, the Wuhuan cavalry quickly regained their fighting strength and were ready to cross mountains and valleys at any time.

"This is not good!"

Zhao Yun, who had been observing the movements of the Wuhuan cavalry from a distance, saw the Wuhuan leader organizing his soldiers, and his handsome face immediately wrinkled.

"The other side is probably about to launch a full-scale attack!"

Zhao Yun became anxious when he thought that Zhuge Liang was behind the mountain.

"no!"

Zhao Yun raised his Dragon Gallant Spear, like a silver dragon poised to pounce.

"We cannot let the Wuhuan soldiers pass!"

Zhao Yun gritted his teeth and let out a long roar!
"Men! Charge with me! Buy as much time as possible!"

Zhao Yun leaped onto his horse, his spear trembling as he pierced the throat of a Wuhuan cavalryman! With a second sweep, several longswords cleaved off their wielders, spraying blood mist like rain; with a third swirling thrust, the spear tassel blazing red, it carved a bloody path through the dense cavalry formation! The frozen soil of Yashan was stained brownish-red by the scalding horse blood.

Seeing Zhao Yun's incredible bravery, the Wuhuan leader immediately had a bad feeling.

He felt... that Zhao Yun seemed vaguely familiar!
"That's right! Isn't that the silver-armored general under Liu Bei? What's he doing here?"

The Wuhuan leader seemed to recall something significant, and immediately bowed down, trying his best to hide himself in the crowd.

Guan Yu! Zhang Fei! Zhao Yun!

As Liu Bei's power in Liaoxi grew, these three names became known to everyone!

"How did Zhao Yun end up here? If I had known he was here, I certainly wouldn't have come!"

However, when the Wuhuan leader saw the small number of cavalrymen beside Zhao Yun, his initially fearful expression suddenly turned somewhat strange.

At this time, Zhao Yun was still fighting.

Each swing of his silver spear carried the power to rout a thousand armies. The meticulously crafted longswords of the Wuhuan warriors struck his armor plates, only scattering blinding sparks. A Wuhuan cavalryman's iron hammer, whipping through the air, swung towards his back, but Zhao Yun seemed to have eyes in the back of his head. He spurred his horse, the steed rearing up, its iron hooves slamming into the attacker's head with a clear cracking sound. Simultaneously, his silver spear whirled around like a venomous snake, plunging the attacker from his horse. Sand and blood mingled and piled up behind him.

While such imposing presence instilled fear in the surrounding Wuhuan cavalry, it was also clear that Zhao Yun's stamina was waning after several sprints.

good chance!
Seeing that Zhao Yun was showing signs of fatigue, the Wuhuan leader immediately took out his bow and arrow, aimed at Zhao Yun's armpit, and fired an arrow with all his might!
The arrow was shot so fast and swiftly that by the time Zhao Yun heard the explosive sound of the arrowhead, it was already too late to dodge.

Just as the arrow was about to hit Zhao Yun, the sky seemed to darken suddenly.

A crimson bolt of lightning, carrying the heat of flames, cut into the battlefield from behind the mountains at inhuman speed! It was so fast that the Wuhuan cavalry didn't even have time to turn their heads, only feeling a scorching gale carrying the aura of death sweep past them.

"boom--!"

A massive halberd, seemingly wreathed in crimson aura, swatted the arrow aside as if smashing rotten, withered wood.

"Hmph! Where did these wild monkeys come from!"

At this moment, the person also revealed their face.

Red Hare! Halberd!

Wearing a purple-gold crown to tie his hair up, and clad in a beast-faced chainmail armor, a scarlet cloak stretched behind him, creating a path to drive the setting sun down the mountain, leaving only his majestic figure standing atop the mountain!

A pair of indifferent eyes stared coldly at the Wuhuan cavalrymen beneath his angry, raised brows.

"You all are courting death!"

(End of this chapter)