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

"The Han army is cunning; they must have abandoned their night attack because the moonlight was so bright last night, as clear as day."

"The weather is gloomy today, and the moon will surely be obscured by dark clouds tonight. The Han general will definitely launch a night attack then."

The Right Wise King had no choice but to help the Left Wise King out of his predicament.

If he guesses correctly this time, his status among the Xiongnu will surpass that of the Left Wise King.

With the Left and Right Wise Kings wielding great power, the Xiongnu nobles could only grit their teeth and curse the Han army, while staring intently at the Left and Right Wise Kings as they cursed.

Whom they are cursing in their hearts, only they themselves know.

On the fourth night, just as the Right Wise King had predicted, dark clouds obscured the moon, plunging the world into darkness.

But nothing happened. The Han soldiers slept soundly, while the Xiongnu soldiers were exhausted.

At Yanmen Pass, Zhang Liang and Zhou Bo looked at each other in bewilderment.

Even with Zhang Liang's wisdom, he couldn't understand the Xiongnu's actions.

It's been four days already, and the Xiongnu haven't attacked the city since they arrived. The Han army has already reached Yanmen Pass today.

"Do you think it's possible that the Xiongnu are preparing for a raid on our camp?"

Zhou Bo recalled Wei Ping's aggressive playing style and hesitated.

Zhang Liang had never witnessed the battles of Baideng and Yanmen Pass, and couldn't imagine anyone who would dare to risk a raid on a city with less than a tenth of the enemy's forces.

But Zhou Bo's answer seemed to be the only one.

Standing on the city wall, he could see that the Xiongnu had been on guard in secret for the past few nights, ready to launch an attack at any time.

Now he faces two more paths: one is to raid the camp.

After these past few days of being overly suspicious, the Xiongnu will definitely be less vigilant at night, and raiding their camp will surely yield rich rewards.

However, if they attack the camp, the news that Wei Ping is not there will be leaked.

At that time, the Xiongnu will have no more fear and will definitely launch a fierce attack on the city.

Given how wary the Xiongnu are of Wei Ping, if the news of Wei Ping's absence is not leaked, they might be able to buy themselves some more time.

Moreover, even if they raided the camp, they had no cavalry, so they couldn't inflict too much damage on the Xiongnu. At most, they could kill a few thousand men and horses before retreating, otherwise they might be surrounded and wiped out.

Facing the Xiongnu's 60-strong army, it was completely ineffective.

In the end, Zhang Liang and Zhou Bo did not choose to raid the camp.

On the fifth day, many Xiongnu nobles no longer believed the words of the Left and Right Wise Kings. They began to arrange for soldiers to take turns resting and slaughter sheep and cattle to reward the army.

The soldiers were exhausted; they hadn't had the energy to attack the city for at least two days.

On the sixth day, the Xiongnu rested while the Han army built defensive weapons for the city.

On the seventh day, many Xiongnu nobles gathered again in the royal tent.

The old Chanyu also emerged from an inconspicuous tent and exchanged places with his double.

"The demon has been at Yanmen Pass for six days. It's not his style to cower inside the pass."

"Could it be a trap? The demon didn't come?"

The Right Wise King was unusually clever for once, but now no one trusts him or the Left Wise King anymore.

"Our 600,000 troops are gathered outside Yanmen Pass. Once Yanmen Pass is breached, we will be able to trample the Central Plains on horseback."

"Where else could that demon be if not at Yanmen Pass? On the vast grasslands?"

Zuo Guli Wang said disdainfully.

He unintentionally revealed the truth.

"If the Han army doesn't attack our camp, are we just going to wait like this?"

"What people and horses eat is all grain!"

A nobleman spoke up.

"Then continue to arrange for servants to join the army and attack the city!"

"The generals don't need to go in yet; let's use the lives of these servants to wear down the Han army's defensive equipment and lives."

The old Chanyu made the decision.

So, starting on the seventh day, the fierce siege began again.

Even though few high-ranking generals appeared out of fear of Wei Ping, the massive army of servants still put immense pressure on the Han army by charging into the city walls one after another.

Next comes the real showdown.

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Seven days ago, Wei Ping's army had already arrived in the territory of the Loufan King.

"The entire army will rest and reorganize. Scouts, get your positions clear of this area."

"Except for those who stayed behind specifically to deliver the message, none of the others were spared."

Wei Ping licked his lips, and wrote the inscriptions "Sealing the Wolf and Dwelling in the Mountain" and "Inscribing the Stone at Yanran."

Why don't men take Wu hook and charge Guanshan Fifth State.

Leading a large army across the grasslands has been the dream of countless generals throughout Chinese history.

The Xiongnu camp was right in front of them, and everyone quickly rested and gathered around Wei Ping.

At Wei Ping's command, everyone rose and mounted their horses, automatically forming a goose-wing formation and charging toward the camp in front of them.

The heavy sound of horses' hooves startled the veterans in the Loufan King's camp.

At this time, almost all the troops of the Xiongnu tribes had been transferred away, so it was impossible for there to be such a large-scale cavalry mobilization.

Unless it was Loufan King's troops returning from the Han army.

So fast! Could it be that the Xiongnu suffered another major defeat at Yanmen Pass?!

Some veterans were filled with worry.

Soon, they stopped worrying.

What they saw fluttering in the dust in the distance was not the banner of the Loufan King, but the banner of the Han army!

It's the Han Banner and the Wei Banner!

It's the Han army!

It's a demon!

The veteran's heart sank as he looked at the scale of the smoke. His tribe had less than 10,000 soldiers left, while the enemy was a 20,000-strong army led by that demon.

"Quickly, get the tribesmen to hide! The rest of you, follow me and charge!"

The few remaining soldiers of the Loufan tribe mounted their warhorses and charged towards the Han army, their faces pale.

Some soldiers also drew their knives and attacked the families of the nobles, robbing them of their valuables before seizing their horses and galloping off in the opposite direction.

How could a mere few thousand men possibly be a match for Wei Ping's 20,000 elite cavalry? Wei Ping's halberd continued to slash across the chests of one man after another.

Their terrifying power awakened fear in the hearts of the Xiongnu people, and after leaving behind thousands of corpses, many more soldiers chose to turn and flee.

Unfortunately, with their backs to the Han army, they were met with a barrage of arrows.

Wei Ping knew that there would be many more battles between him and the grasslands, so he took out his cavalry set early on.

With the help of stirrups, the Han army has achieved full-scale mounted archery.

A volley of arrows rained down, leaving behind hundreds more corpses.

"Fan Kuai, I'll lead ten thousand men to catch up. You take your men and clear out the surrounding area. Leave a few men alive to deliver the message, and kill the rest."

"The heads were cut off and made into a mound of skulls, and the bodies were burned."

After Wei Ping finished speaking, he led his troops in hot pursuit of the Xiongnu army ahead.

Fan Kuai and his men stopped, their bloodthirsty eyes fixed on the surrounding Xiongnu people.

When Wei Ping returned with his men, the place was already a river of blood.

Wei Ping didn't even blink as he watched this horrific scene.

Many of the soldiers who followed him had a look of smug satisfaction on their faces.

In ancient times, the best cavalrymen came from border regions such as Liangzhou, Bingzhou, and Youzhou.

They lived near the nomadic tribes of the grasslands and generally possessed excellent horsemanship skills.

The foreign tribes invaded the south almost every year, burning, killing, and looting. Every one of these cavalrymen had a deep hatred for the Xiongnu.

Everyone had parents and brothers who died at the hands of the Xiongnu.

The hatred between the nation and the family is irreconcilable.

"You lot, go to Yanmen Pass and tell your Chanyu that this is just the beginning. My next target is the Xiongnu royal court!"

"For every Han person killed by a barbarian, I kill ten barbarians."

"For every ten Han people killed by a barbarian, I slaughter a hundred barbarians."

"For every hundred Han Chinese killed by the barbarians, I will slaughter a whole tribe of barbarians!"

"Slaughter until the grasslands are stained with blood, until the fields are strewn with bones, until not a single Xiongnu dares to venture south again!"