A thousand-year-old family begins with one fighting against ten thousand.

The Xiongnu camp.

Upon seeing Wei Ping raise the flag, the newly appointed Chanyu of the Xiongnu, Luan Diji, immediately summoned many of the Xiongnu's high-ranking nobles to his royal tent.

"Have you all seen the banners of the Han reinforcements?"

The old Chanyu said with a pale face.

He worshipped his father, Modu Chanyu, from a young age and regarded Modu Chanyu as an idol.

They felt that even the Eternal Heaven descending to earth was nothing more than this.

Yet this powerful father was easily subdued by the Han general, who treated him like a son.

He had even witnessed Wei Ping's ferocity on the battlefield.

God of Slaughter, Demon!

After escaping from Yanmen Pass back to the Xiongnu royal court, he did not get a good night's sleep for a whole year.

As soon as I close my eyes, I can picture Wei Ping leading 10,000 soldiers charging into battle, covered in blood, surrounded by severed limbs and rivers of blood.

I finally fall asleep, only to be startled awake by a nightmare. When I wake up, I instinctively touch my neck and breathe a sigh of relief when I realize that my head is still on my head.

To this end, he ordered the most elite troops of the Xiongnu to take turns day and night to surround his tent while he rested, layer upon layer.

He lived like this for a full year before he could barely forget Wei Ping's terrifying power.

Only under the pressure of food shortages and the harsh winter did they grit their teeth and head south.

To ensure his own safety, he even defied public opinion and forcibly conscripted 30 servants from the newly conquered Xianbei and Western Region tribes into the army.

Even if 30 people stood still and let Wei Ping chop them down, it would take several days and nights.

That's enough for him to run to a very far place.

"It's that demon."

The Left Wise King had also participated in the Battle of Baideng and the Battle of Yanmen Pass, and his fear of Wei Ping was ingrained in his bones.

"Given that demon's personality, he will surely lead his troops to attack directly."

"I propose that we focus on defense for the next few days, with the servants serving as soldiers responsible for the outer perimeter defense, and guarding the camp every five steps and every ten steps, to guard against demonic attacks."

The Right Wise King proposed.

"That's right."

The Right Wise King's suggestion was approved by many people. Seeing that everyone's ideas were consistent, the Old Chanyu readily agreed to this proposal that he wholeheartedly approved of.

"I propose that all the troops be gathered together, so that even that demon could not break through with an army of 60."

The old Chanyu suggested.

However, no one agreed with his proposal.

Everyone knows that the most valuable asset of the Xiongnu was their Chanyu (ruler), and the first target of the Han Dynasty's evil forces was definitely the Chanyu.

Even if the demon couldn't break through the 60-strong army, they weren't sure if the demon could kill them through the army.

Since the Chanyu (ruler) would be the one to die if there was a risk, they wouldn't get involved in such a mess.

Seeing this, the old Chanyu had no choice but to abandon this option, but he had his backup plan for daring to come.

After the other nobles left, a man who looked 9% like Lao Shang Chanyu emerged from behind his tent.

"From this day forward, you will be the Old Chanyu."

The old Chanyu spoke to the man who looked remarkably like him.

"Yes."

The man bowed respectfully to the old Chanyu.

The old Chanyu looked at the face that resembled his own nine-tenths and nodded in satisfaction.

It was worth all the hard work he put into finding this stand-in; he felt completely safe.

How could he not know what those old guys were planning? They were using it as bait to ambush and kill that demon.

It's still uncertain who will have the last laugh!

After leaving the royal tent, the other nobles all went to another large tent.

"As we agreed, when the demons attack the royal tent, we will send all the servants and soldiers to surround the royal tent."

"The king's 100,000 troops, plus our 200,000 servants, are enough to exhaust that devil to death."

"Our troops are out there supervising the battle, and we do not allow our servants to desert."

"Either we kill them, or they are killed by the demons, or they kill the demons!"

"The Left Wise King said, his eyes red."

Demons don't die, they don't live long.

That's why they took this opportunity to set a trap.

Their goal was never Yanmen Pass and the Central Plains, or rather, that was a secondary goal after the primary goal was achieved.

As long as Wei Ping is killed, any price will be worth paying.

But what they didn't expect was that Wei Ping wasn't at Yanmen Pass at all.

The first day passed quickly, and the gates of Yanmen Pass remained tightly shut, showing no intention of launching a surprise attack.

When the Xiongnu nobles met, they realized that the Han army must have arrived quickly and they needed to rest and recuperate.

The next day, the sun was already half-receded, but the Han army still hadn't arrived.

When the Xiongnu nobles gathered together, the Left Wise King, with his brilliant mind, suddenly remembered the fragments of military strategy he had read.

"The Han army prefers night raids, as people are most tired at night, which allows them to achieve the greatest results."

Everyone thought it made sense.

The Right Wise King felt gloomy seeing the Left Wise King showing off.

In this battle, the old Chanyu (ruler) tacitly agreed that he would not survive and would inevitably die at the hands of the Han army.

At that time, the new Chanyu of the Xiongnu will most likely be chosen from among the two most powerful tribal leaders besides the royal court, namely the Left and Right Wise Kings.

The more recognition the Left Wise King gains, the closer he gets to the position of Xiongnu Chanyu.

"After everyone returns, order your men to stay alert, not to rest at night, and to keep torches on hand in case of an attack by the Han army."

The wise Right King quickly offered a plan, and even glanced smugly at the Wise Left King.

This infuriated the Left Wise King.

But what the Right Wise King said makes sense.

Regardless of the facts, if Wei Ping were really at Yanmen Pass, he might indeed have led troops in a night raid.

Night blindness is still very common in the Han Dynasty, and if this is the case in the Han Dynasty, it is even more common among the Xiongnu.

Even among the Xiongnu nobles, almost everyone was night blind.

Among the Han soldiers, those with mild night blindness were found and hit every time.

But the truth is, Wei Ping isn't here.

Zhou Bo and Zhang Liang, who were inside the city, did not aim to defeat the enemy.

With a huge numerical disadvantage, not everyone can win with fewer troops.

They were trying to buy time; the fact that the Xiongnu weren't attacking was a good thing for them, a great thing.

The Left Wise King and the Right Wise King are good people.

As a result, many Xiongnu nobles dispersed from their own territories and ordered all soldiers not to rest and to carry lighting tools with them.

As the sun sets and the moon rises, the Han army remains still, and the Xiongnu soldiers are somewhat weary.

As the Jade Rabbit ascended high into the sky, at midnight, the Han army was resting, while the Xiongnu soldiers were extremely tired.

As the Jade Rabbit set and the Golden Crow rose, the Han army began to light fires and cook. Many Xiongnu soldiers were so tired that they fell asleep leaning against their horses, but the Han generals still did not come to raid their camp.

On this day, the Xiongnu nobles looked at the Left and Right Wise Kings with red eyes.

The two wise kings made up their minds; in order not to damage their prestige, they could not admit their mistake.

"The Han army is cunning!"

"It must be that the Han army's strategists guessed that we might have been prepared last night, and deliberately did not attack."

"After last night's vigilance, we must be exhausted tonight. The Han army will surely win in one battle if they attack our camp."

The Left Wise King gritted his teeth and said, "What a despicable Han army."

"The Han general is cunning. After we return, we cannot all rest. We must take turns resting and set traps to prevent the Han general from doing the opposite of what we intend. We will attack during the day today."

The nobles nodded and cursed the Han general for his despicable behavior.

On the third night, nothing happened again.

The nobles have begun to suspect that the Left and Right Wise Kings might be spies for the Han army.