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On a hill about ten miles away, Liu Meng led 10,000 Xiongnu cavalry to stand south. Liu Meng was forced to withdraw his troops. On the one hand, although it was the order of his father Liu Qubei, he did not dare to disobey. Although he had delayed for a day, he still had to obey the order.

Secondly, the Wuhuan people had turned against him and were unwilling to attack the Han army again. Liu Meng was also worried that he would betray the Wuhuan people. As soon as the sky was dark, he led his army to quietly evacuate the camp.

But as Jia Xu speculated, Liu Meng was not willing to retreat north like this and gained nothing. Of course, he knew that the Han army had reached a critical moment in attacking Wuhuan, and the change was imminent. He must gain something before he could leave, but the key was what he wanted to gain, and Liu Meng faced a choice.

Should I rush to Shangjun to plunder the women and children of Wuhuan people, or wait for the opportunity to attack the Han army

Liu Meng already knew why his father ordered him to retreat north because the Han army attacked Sheyanhai. Liu Meng knew that Sheyanhai had weak defenses, and even his father decided to give up the Wuhuan people retreat north. He could imagine the tragic Han army attacking Sheyanhai.

Although Liu Meng's wife and children were in Hetao and not in Sheyanhai, his mother and brothers were in Sheyanhai. Although the soldiers told him that they were unaware of the situation, he was almost certain that his mother and brothers were in Sheyanhai, which made Liu Meng's heart full of deep hatred. At this time, it was no longer important for him to go to Shangjun to abduct women and children in Wuhuan. What was important was the Han army, and the fire of revenge was burning in his heart.

The firelight from the Wuhuan camp in the distance is clearly visible under the night sky. It is a fire that is connected, which is shocking. All the Hun soldiers were very nervous. I wonder how many Wuhuan people can survive under such a fire.

Liu Meng's eyes narrowed into a slit. He could guess the deployment of the Han army. Since setting fires in the military camp, the Han army would inevitably scatter and ambush around. Then how many people would be left in the central army guarding Liu Jing. A bold idea emerged in his mind.

This is, two Hun cavalry rushed back. This was a probe sent by Liu Meng. They rushed to Liu Meng to report: "Young chief, the Wuhuan people evacuated the camp, but were ambushed by the Han army. The Han army was firing fireballs with a catapult in the south."

"How many Han troops are there in the south?" Liu Meng asked again.

"There are about a few thousand people, and it's unclear."

Liu Meng nodded. He was sure that Liu Jing must be near the catapult, which was their command center. Liu Meng turned around and shouted: "Success or failure is here, attack the Han army and capture Liu Jing alive, we will create glory."

He waved his sword and said, "Come with me."

Liu Meng urged his horse to run south. He wanted to bypass the Han army outside the Wuhuan camp, go around the south, and launch a sudden attack on Liu Jing's central army from behind. Liu Meng seemed to have seen the panic of the Han army. He saw Liu Jing wearing a golden helmet being driven off his war horse and captured alive. He wanted to capture Liu Jing alive, becoming the basis for his inheritance of the right wise king and even the Xiongnu Shanyu.

The passion was boiling in Liu Meng's heart. He continued to speed up his horse and led 10,000 cavalry to run south. He ran nearly twenty miles in one breath, and had crossed the target several miles. He turned his horse's head and then ran detour to the northeast. The direction he was heading was the back of the Han army.

About four miles away, under the moonlight, he had already seen the small hill where the catapult was located, and saw fireballs rising up in the air, and saw the dense figures of soldiers on the hills. He waved his knife and shouted with excitement: "The enemy is right in front of me, kill me."

"Kill"

Amid the shouts of the Hun cavalry, the cavalry suddenly accelerated, waving their swords and rushing towards the hills several miles away like a torrent. In just a moment, Liu Meng led his army to the low hills, but apart from the five catapults, thousands of soldiers were motionless. Liu Meng roared and slashed the head of the Han general wearing a golden helmet with one knife. The body fell down. Only then did he see clearly that it was a straw man, and the war horse he was riding was also a straw horse.

"I fell into a trap" Liu Meng had an idea in his mind.

The Hun cavalry rushed into the Han army and killed several people in a row, all shouting, "It's not a real person."

At this moment, a long row of black shadows suddenly appeared two steps away from the left, as if they had emerged from the ground out of thin air. Before they could react, the overwhelming iron crossbow arrows roared towards them. The Huns cavalry were caught off guard and screamed loudly. Countless soldiers fell from the horse and died on the spot.

Liu Meng reacted quickly and hid behind the war horse, but his war horse was shot by a crossbow arrow, and he fell to the ground with a miserable anger, throwing Liu Meng out more than ten feet away. At this time, a black Han crossbow soldiers appeared in front of him. Ten thousand crossbows were launched at once, and there were wailing on the hills. The Hun cavalry fell like a target, and nearly a thousand casualties were instantly killed and killed, scaring the Hun soldiers so much that they turned their horses and fled.

There was a loud drum sound under the hills. Liu Jing personally led 7,000 cavalry to kill from the east, and tied up the defeated Xiongnu cavalry into two pieces. Another 8,000 spear ambushed soldiers led by Zhao Yun, and rushed from the west. In the north were the six thousand crossbowmen led by Zhang Ren, and the arrows were fired at the same time, shooting over the Xiongnu cavalry trying to break out from the north.

At this time, the Hun cavalry was in chaos, and no one wanted to fight with the Han army. They just wanted to break through and escape. Liu Meng calmly observed the enemy situation. The ambush had already closed in the south and broke the fleeing south. Only the northwest direction seemed to have few troops.

He suddenly turned over and jumped onto a masterless war horse, fled to the northwest without a life, followed by more than a thousand cavalry, and found that this was their only escape passage. One step later, the Han army surrounded and closed the northwest, and they had no chance.

Although the Han army rushed from all sides, the Huns were all cavalry after all, and once they broke through, it would be difficult to catch up. Liu Meng killed a bloody man and fled northwest with several people. He ran for more than twenty miles in one breath before finally escaped the ambush of the Han army. By dawn, the defeated troops fled one after another. Liu Meng counted the number of defeated soldiers, leaving only more than a thousand cavalry. He couldn't help but sigh and led the remnant army to flee in panic towards the Sheyanhai.

The sky gradually became brighter and the battle against the Wuhuan Army had ended. In addition to some soldiers who died in the sea of ​​fire, most of the escaped Wuhuan soldiers became prisoners of war of the Han army. Dozens of chiefs, including Wuhuan King Luxi, also entered the Han army's encirclement and eventually became turtles in the jar.

Groups of war horses were driven from all directions by Han soldiers. These war horses were quite spiritual. After escaping from the fire, most of them would not stay away from their masters, but would wait quietly in the surrounding wilderness. Tens of thousands of war horses eventually became a generous victory for the Han army.

Zhang Ren led his army to clear the battlefield of the Huns, while Liu Jing came to the Wuhuan camp under the escort of several cavalry. The Wuhuan camp had been burned to white land, and the Huns camp not far from the north were burned to death. The wilderness east of the camp was filled with captured Wuhuan soldiers, and several people gathered to sit on the ground. Their eyes were confused and many people were afraid.

Around them were guarding Han soldiers, all their weapons and leather armor were taken away. Without war horses and armor, the Wuhuan soldiers became herders and turned into groups of docile and timid ordinary good people, and could not connect them with the violent and fierce tyrannical people during the assault.

Liu Jing's horse team walked past them. Liu Jing looked at these prisoners carefully and could see that many prisoners of war were no longer the kind of rough herders. Many of them had the temperament of a farming nation, and that kind of restraint and low-key. Liu Jing nodded, and he had confidence in transforming the Wuhuan people again.

At this time, the captured Wuhuan soldiers stood up one after another. When Liu Jing turned around, he found that the Han soldiers were escorting several old men. He immediately realized that these people should be the chiefs of the Wuhuan people.

Liu Jing slowly urged him to step forward, stared at the group of Wuhuan nobles for a moment, and said coldly to the soldiers: "Let them go."

The Han soldiers let go of several old men, and a military marquis whispered to them: "This is the King of Han's Palace."

The old man was Lu Xi, the king of Wuhuan. Behind him were Bian Shu and Luo Jin, as well as more than a dozen chiefs. They were unable to escape from the encirclement of Han soldiers and were captured by the Han army. Although Lu Xi first saw Liu Jing, Liu Jing's image and reputation were already well-known. As expected, he was tall and burly as rumored. Although he was not arrogant, his sharp eyes and cold attitude still made people feel inexplicably afraid.

Lu Xi sighed secretly in her heart, stepped forward and bowed, "In Wuhuan Lu Xi, see His Highness the King of Han."

Liu Jing nodded, said nothing, and then instructed the soldiers: "Don't make things difficult for them, bring them to the big tent to see me."

After saying that, Liu Jing turned his horse and headed towards the temporary central army tent. Lu Xi felt really nervous. He suddenly realized that they were not qualified to negotiate now. People were the slaughter and meat, and he could only be slaughtered. Lu Xi felt sad in his heart. What would the fate of the Wuhuan people be like.

In the big tent, Jia Xu whispered to Liu Jing: "Your Highness wants to turn the Wuhuan people into self-cultivated farmers, and their leaders cannot be left behind. I suggest killing them all. If the Wuhuan people have no leaders, they will naturally be placed by Your Highness."

Liu Jing pondered for a moment and said, "The military advisor is right, but he can't touch them for the time being. I want to use their authority to make the Wuhuan people obey our placement. After the stability is stabilized, we will see their performance. If there is any unfair intention, it will not be too late to deal with them one by one."

At this time, a soldier reported outside the tent: "Your Highness, the Wuhuan nobles have been brought here."

"Take them in"

Liu Jing ordered, and he turned around and asked Jia Xu, "Military advisor, has Pang De gone east?"

"Your Highness, General Pang has led 7,000 cavalry to Shangjun overnight, and General Ma Dai's thousand cavalry went south from the north. Wuhuan women and children should not escape."

Liu Jing nodded and said, "You can order General Yan to go north and use ships and rafts to transport Wuhuan women and children into Guanzhong."

"I understand, let's go and arrange it right away"

As he was talking, the curtain was lifted, and the guards brought Lu Xi and others in. This time, seventeen people were brought in, all of whom were chiefs of various Wuhuan tribes. Everyone stepped forward and knelt down and kowtowed, "Welcome to His Highness the King of Han."

Liu Jing waved his hand slightly, "Everyone is free, please sit down."

Seventeen chiefs sat down one after another, all nervous, and looked at the great chief Lu Xi together. Lu Xi bowed and said, "Although Wuhuan sent troops to Xiaoguan, he was really forced to do so. Please understand our difficulties."

"Does the chief refer to Liu Meng leading his army to supervise you? If this is the case, it would be too high for him. Liu Meng's army was completely wiped out by us last night. I think he shouldn't be your reason."

Everyone, the chief Wuhuan looked at each other, their eyes were shocked. Liu Meng's army was completely wiped out by the Han army. Can the Han army start war on both sides at the same time Lu Xi quickly explained: "We are not afraid of Liu Meng, but our nephews are hostages in the Huns and dare not disobey the orders of the Huns. Even my old son is in the Huns. I pity my old son, who is my only son."

Speaking of this, Lu Xi couldn't help but burst into tears, and everyone became sad. Liu Jing looked at them quietly for a while and said, "Don't worry, my cavalry has attacked the Huns' nests in Sheyanze and captured Liu Qubei's two children. You can use them to exchange your nephew for back."

Only then did Lu Xi realize that Liu Qubei's nest was being taken away. No wonder they didn't appear. It turned out that the Huns had retreated north. He heard that Liu Jing was willing to redeem them. They were all grateful and knelt down and kowtowed, "Your Highness repays his grievances with kindness, and we are willing to repay His Highness to pieces."

Liu Jing smiled faintly, "I don't want you to be crushed. I just need your command to obey the arrangements of the Han army, and I will not kill you, but I ask you to give up nomadic things and all become farming, and become self-cultivated farmers in our Han country, and enjoy the same taxes as the farmers in the Han country."

This was as expected by Luxi. If they became prisoners of war, they would never hope to go to Hexi to graze. He sighed in his heart and looked back at Bian Shu. At this time, Bian Shu only wanted to grow back by himself, so he still cared about nomadic or farming. He nodded immediately and whispered: "You can agree."

Lu Xi looked at everyone again, most of them nodded in agreement. He was helpless and had to kowtow and said, "The people of Wuhuan are willing to obey the arrangements of Your Highness."

In June of the 20th year of Jian'an, the Wuhuan coalition army in the pass was defeated by the Han army, and more than 100,000 people from more than 20 tribes of the Wuhuan were captured by the Han army.

Liu Jing then ordered the Pingzhangtai of the Han Dynasty to place the Wuhuan people in Longyou, Guanzhong, Hanzhong and more than ten counties in Bashu, and distributed them to land and farming tools, and ordered the local governments to help them live. From then on, the Wuhuan people in Guanlong changed from nomadic to farming.

In addition, the Wuhuan people in Liaodong were gradually converted to farming by Cao Cao. After decades, this ancient nation was gradually assimilated by the Han people and eventually disappeared into the long river of history.
Chapter completed!