To the First Emperor of Qin: The state has decreed this!

Chapter 444 Military Conflicts Should Be Conducted with Elegance

Standing to the side, Fusu listened to the report and said to Zhang Fan, "Teacher, just as you predicted, the Xiongnu really did send troops to cut off our rear and attempt to cut off our water supply to the south. Fortunately, you made arrangements in advance, and ten thousand soldiers held the mountain pass."

Zhang Fan looked at the snowstorm in the distance.

All of this was within the calculations of the experts at Bureau 749.

Military wisdom spanning millennia has demonstrated an overwhelming advantage in this era.

"The Xiongnu are out of options," Zhang Fan said with a slight smile.

Fusu asked, "Teacher, what should we do next? Should we stay here and guard this place?"

Zhang Fan replied, "Defend. Gaoque Pass is not only a defensive stronghold, but also a link in our iron triangle strategy. As long as we hold this place, once all the supplies from the rear arrive, the situation will turn around."

Zhang Fan turned and walked down the city wall.

"Tell the soldiers to take turns resting. The Xiongnu cannot find a weakness, and they may resort to extreme measures. Maintain combat readiness."

When Zhang Fan reached halfway up the city wall steps, he suddenly stopped.

He turned around and looked at the messengers behind him.

"etc!"

Zhang Fan stroked his chin. "Just holding out is too boring. We need to give the Xiongnu outside the pass some fun and disrupt their morale!"

Fusu stepped forward, looking puzzled: "What brilliant plan does Master have?"

Zhang Fan beckoned over and summoned a clerk who accompanied the army.

"Go, find a piece of cloth and write a letter of request for battle to the Xiongnu general outside. Find a way to tie it to an arrow and shoot it into the Xiongnu camp!"

The clerk quickly took out pen and ink and respectfully asked, "Immortal Master, how should this letter of request for battle be worded? Should it be written in classical Chinese from the pre-Qin period, or should it quote extensively from classical texts to demonstrate the majesty of our Great Qin?"

"What a load of nonsense!"

Zhang Fan waved his hand, "Write as dirty as you want. Write whatever insults will make them angry. Tell that Xiongnu general that they are cowardly cowards!"

They said they led 60,000 men to hide behind the mountains, enduring wind and snow, not daring to utter a single word.

The clerk froze, his hand holding the pen hanging in mid-air.

He spent half his life writing clerks in the army, but he had never written anything like this before.

Zhang Fan continued, "Just write that all the Xiongnu warriors are useless cowards who grew up eating sheep dung. If they don't dare to attack the city, they should go back to the northern desert to herd sheep and stop making a fool of themselves here!"

In short, write down every swear word you can think of, the more offensive and insulting the better.

The clerk swallowed hard and nodded.

"Then... should I use your name, Immortal Master, or your name, Young Master's, for the signature?" the clerk asked.

"Don't write about me!"

Zhang Fan immediately refused, "Write Mo Feng's name. Say that this letter was written by Mo Feng, the commander of Gaoque Pass of the Great Qin."

Upon hearing this, Fusu, who was standing to the side, raised his hand to his forehead, his eyes filled with helplessness.

The dignified Grand Preceptor of Qin actually resorted to such shrewish tactics to provoke the enemy army, and even made Mo Feng take the blame.

However, Fusu knew very well that Zhang Fan's decision was indeed the safest option.

Confidentiality must be maintained.

There are currently only 50,000 troops inside Gaoque Pass.

If the fact that the Imperial Advisor Zhang Fan and the eldest son of the Qin Emperor Fusu are here is revealed at this moment, then we will be in big trouble.

Once the Xiongnu people know that the two most influential figures of the Qin Dynasty are right in front of them, Touman Chanyu will definitely go crazy.

He would immediately abandon the entanglement in the middle and directly mobilize all the troops in the northern desert, even if it was tens or hundreds of thousands of men, to launch a strong attack on Gaoque Pass regardless of the cost.

At that time, no matter how treacherous the terrain of Gaoque Pass may be, it still risks falling and losing its inhabitants in the face of hundreds of thousands of people fighting to the death.

Therefore, one must never reveal their true identity.

"Sending this letter in his name is a last resort!" Fusu sighed and agreed to Zhang Fan's decision.

"Go write it. Send it out as soon as you're done!" Zhang Fan waved his hand.

The clerk accepted the order and ran to the barracks to write a letter.

Not long after, several headless arrows tied with cloth were shot from the city wall of Gaoque Pass and landed in front of the Xiongnu camp.

at the same time.

Mo Feng, who had just lain down in the barracks, wrapped in a blanket and ready to sleep, suddenly shivered in his dream.

He rolled over, pulled the blanket tighter around himself, completely unaware that he was now firmly pinning the blame on him.

……

Outside Gaoque Pass, the Xiongnu were in their main camp.

The air pressure inside the large tent was extremely low.

Luan Diyun stood in front of the map, his face ashen.

Several generals knelt on the ground, covered in snow and their faces ashen.

They were the commanders who had just led their troops to flank the enemy from the east and west.

"The attempt to flank them failed too?"

Luan Diyun's voice was laced with suppressed anger, "Twenty thousand cavalry, and you can't even take a single mountain pass?"

A centurion raised his head, his face full of bitterness, and loudly complained.

"Princess! You really can't blame the brothers for not fighting hard! That's a road that cavalry can't possibly travel!"

The centurion pointed to the snow on the ground, gesturing wildly, "That mountain path is absolutely treacherous! The slope is extremely steep, and it's covered in black ice that never melts. Warhorses slip and slide, and the army simply can't make it up!"

"We had no choice but to dismount and fight on foot. But after finally reaching the gap halfway up the mountain, we discovered that the Qin army was already prepared!"

Another general chimed in, sighing repeatedly, "They've built several stone walls at the mountain pass, completely blocking the road! They're covered in chevaux-de-frise, and behind them are Qin heavy crossbowmen. The moment our men peek out, Qin crossbow bolts rain down like rain!"

"The terrain is too narrow. No matter how many of us there are, we can't spread out our formation and will only be able to take a beating! If we force our way through, all 20,000 cavalry will die in that mountain pass!"

After listening to his subordinates' report, Luan Diyun felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

The plan was exposed, and the attempt to flank them was thwarted.

The opposing general, Mo Feng, was practically a prophetic monster, having already patched up all the loopholes in advance.

"What a formidable figure Mo Feng is. When did the Great Qin Dynasty produce such a troublesome character?" Luan Di Yun gritted his teeth.

Just then, a Xiongnu guard hurriedly entered the tent with a piece of cloth in his hand.

"Reporting to the princess! The Qin army shot several headless arrows from the city wall, with these attached. They have writing on them, in Qin script!"

Luan Diyun raised an eyebrow.

"Bring it here."

The guard handed over the cloth with both hands.

Luan Diyun had studied the culture of the Central Plains since childhood and was familiar with the small seal script of the Qin state.

She grabbed the cloth and scanned it with her eyes.

At first, her expression was relatively calm.

But after reading just one line of text, her eyes widened suddenly, and her breathing became rapid.

It was written on the cloth:

"Listen up, you Xiongnu barbarians outside the city! I am Mo Feng, the garrison commander of Gaoque Pass. Your grandfather has been waiting for you on the city wall for half a day, and you haven't even dared to show your faces. Are you hiding behind the mountains like cowards?"

"You brought 60,000 men, yet you don't even have the guts to attack the city? Are you still breastfeeding? No food, no water, so hungry you can only eat your own horse dung?"

"You bunch of beasts who only deserve to graze on the grasslands, how dare you invade the borders of my Great Qin? If you have no guts, you'd better tuck your tails between your legs and get back to the desert. If you don't, I'll skin you alive and pull out your tendons sooner or later!"

Signed: Your grandfather: Emperor Mofeng!