Poverty Alleviation in Qin: A Sky-High Review of "I Am the Female Prime Minister of All Time&qu

Several days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Touman Chanyu selected eight thousand cavalry.

Of the eight thousand men, three thousand were the personal guards of the Left Wise King, and the remaining five thousand were skilled warriors selected from various tribes.

It's enough to fight a tough battle, and enough to retreat unscathed if things go wrong.

"Divide into three routes," the Left Wise King ordered before setting off.

"Two thousand cavalrymen will launch a feigned attack from the center to draw the main force of the Qin army away."

"Remember! Don't linger in battle. Attack twice and then retreat. Just lure the Qin army out."

"Yes, sir!" The generals accepted the order and left.

The Left Wise King mounted his horse and looked south.

He had a vague feeling that neither the so-called "Soldier God" nor the "Overlord" were easy to mess with.

...

On the other side, at the Northern Frontier Camp.

When Han Xin received the military report, he was fiddling with several small flags in front of the sand table.

A messenger rushed in: "General Han, the Xiongnu are here! Eight thousand cavalry, divided into three routes: the central route in front, the left flank, and the commander-in-chief leading the troops to the rear!"

Han Xin raised his head, a slight smile playing on his lips. "Three routes? This Left Wise King is quite something."

Zhou Bo, standing nearby, frowned: "He's testing us. He doesn't want a direct confrontation; he wants to find out our strength."

"right."

Han Xin walked to the sand table, pointed to the center, and said, "A feint attack in the center with two thousand men, hit them twice and run. Three thousand on the left flank, flank them and see how thick our defenses are."

He himself carried it behind, which made it convenient for both retreat and reinforcement.

He looked up at Zhou Bo and Lü Ze: "If it were you two elder brothers, how would you handle it?"

Zhou Bo thought for a moment: "Divide the troops to block, apply some pressure in the middle, and send troops to the flanks to block them."

Han Xin shook his head: "No, if we divide our troops, they will scatter. What the Left Wise King is waiting for is our scattered troops."

He looked down at the sand table, his fingers moving slowly until they stopped at a certain spot.

"so......"

...

Battlefield, noon.

Just as Han Xin had predicted, the two thousand Xiongnu cavalry in the middle charged to the Qin army's defensive line, made a feint, and then withdrew.

But the Qin army did not pursue.

When the Xiongnu looked back and saw that the Qin army's formation was completely still, they were first stunned, and then they tried to charge again, but the Qin army remained unmoved.

"Could it be that the Qin people are afraid?" someone muttered.

Seeing this, the leader hesitated.

He was ordered to lure the Qin army out, but the Qin army is now refusing to come out no matter what.

He can't just rush in alone, can he?

"..."

Afterwards, the three thousand cavalry on the left flank circled around to the west side of the Qin army's defensive line, and as expected, they did not encounter any significant resistance.

As they pressed on, their pride grew.

Was the Qin people's defense line really that weak?

The man leading the group was preparing to go deeper when he suddenly heard a horn sound from ahead.

Three thousand cavalrymen charged into an open area.

The surrounding area is a gentle slope, bare and devoid of anything.

But then, something stepped on...

"Click."

Someone looked down and suddenly discovered that the ground was covered with barbed wire.

It wasn't the old-fashioned kind; it was the newly made, gleaming barbed wire, covered with a thin layer of loose soil, so you couldn't tell it was there.

"??????"

The horses trampled on it, and a chorus of pitiful neighs filled the air.

"We've fallen into their trap!" The leader had just shouted when Qin army flags suddenly appeared on the gentle slopes on both sides.

Zhou Bo appeared from behind the slope with two thousand infantrymen, carrying newly forged spears, and blocked their retreat with a blank expression.

"Once you're here, don't even think about leaving!"

Thus, the three thousand Xiongnu cavalry were trapped in the open field. Some horses were injured, some were panicked, and their formation was completely disrupted.

Instead of charging forward, Zhou Bo ordered his archers to position themselves on the slope, where their new iron arrows pierced through leather shields as easily as paper, leaving the Xiongnu without any cover.

Half an hour later.

Nearly half of the three thousand Xiongnu were killed, and the rest abandoned their armor and weapons, desperately squeezing out through the gaps in the barbed wire to escape.

The leader was even knocked off his horse by Lü Ze with a single spear thrust and captured alive.

Meanwhile, in the rear.

The Left Wise King is still waiting for news.

An hour passed, and there was still no news from the middle route.

The same goes for the flanks; logically, his men should have already reached behind the Qin army's defensive line.

A sense of foreboding suddenly rose in his heart.

"Send another team..."

Before he could finish speaking, the sound of horses' hooves came from afar.

Xiang Yu led a troop of Qin cavalry and charged directly from the flank!

Upon seeing this, the Left Wise King was greatly alarmed. As Xiang Yu's cold face drew closer and closer in the dust and smoke, he felt a chill run down his spine.

"Retreat!!" That was the only word he managed to utter.

Three thousand Xiongnu soldiers hastily engaged in battle, and before they could even form a battle formation, Xiang Yu led three hundred cavalrymen to cut in from the flank and slaughtered them with incredible ferocity.

The Left Wise King was protected by his personal guards, and he fought and retreated, fleeing for twenty miles before shaking off his pursuers.

When he counted the number of people, nearly half of the three thousand he brought had been lost.

He had no idea where the main force of the Qin army was or how thick the defense line was.

None of the spies he sent out have returned!

so...

"Who on earth sent this god of death to the northern frontier?!"

Song Ye: You're welcome.

-

In front of the Court of Justice in Xianyang City.

"Lord Song? The Junior Minister has also arrived?"

Song also cupped his hands in greeting, smiling in a way that seemed utterly harmless: "I had nothing to do during my day off, so I brought the top scholar to visit an old friend."

Li Si snapped out of his reverie and greeted the two men with a smile, "Please come in! What a rare treat to have you here today!"

Once inside the courtyard, Song Ye glanced back at Lu Shaoqing, a hint of mischief in his voice: "Shaoqing, what's it like going back to your former company?"

Lu Shaoqing: "..."

Can you please not ask this kind of question?

It was Chu Qian, one of Li Si's retainers and an old acquaintance of Lu Shaoqing.

He saw Lu Shaoqing from afar, his eyes lit up, and he rushed over, grabbing Lu Shaoqing's shoulder: "Little Qingqing!! You're here!!"

Lu Shaoqing was so choked that he stumbled.

"Ever since you went to the Song residence, you've forgotten all about your good brothers, haven't you?!" Chu Qian feigned anger, patting his back forcefully. "You haven't even come back to see your brothers!"

Lu Shaoqing was so shocked by the slap that he rolled his eyes inwardly.

They also don't know who came up with the bad idea to jointly "send" him to Song Ye.

All that brotherhood? It's all fake! Fake!!

He glanced at Chu Qian expressionlessly, without saying a word.

Chu Qian felt a little guilty under his gaze, his eyes darting around for a moment before he coughed twice, abruptly changing the subject: "Ahem... I heard from the adults that you, Shaoqing, are the top scholar in this year's imperial examination! Congratulations!"

Lu Shaoqing: "..."

The four of them walked in one after the other.

Li Si and Song Ye walked side by side in the courtyard, with Lu Shaoqing and Chu Qian following behind.

The Court of Justice's residence was very large, with pavilions and towers arranged in a well-organized manner, exuding the grandeur of a person of high rank and power.

Li Si walked along, laughing, "Young Master Song, has come to visit today? Surely you haven't just come to show me the top scholar?"

Song smiled and said, "It's half private and half public."

"Oh?"

Li Si paused slightly in his steps.

Their eyes met for a moment in mid-air.

"Please, Prefect Song." Li Si gestured for them to enter, "Let's discuss this in the study."

Lu Shaoqing followed behind, watching the backs of the two people in front of him, and then looked at Chu Qian, who was desperately trying to find a topic to ease the awkwardness, and sighed silently.

Today's trip might not be so simple...