The psychological games of the Wuhuan leaders were unknown to the common soldiers.
Nor did they want to know.
For them,
It was enough that their leaders would give the order, and they could charge into the city to plunder to their hearts' content.
After all,
Their wives and children back home were waiting for them to bring back supplies for the winter.
"Hu Ta Er, have you heard?"
"Heard what?"
"Chieftain Nanlou's tribe came back with dozens of carts of grain early this morning."
"So much?"
The burly man named Hu Ta Er's eyes widened, and he said with a hint of eagerness,
"What did Chieftain Qiu Liju say? When can we go out and plunder those Han people?"
"Who knows?"
The burly man who spoke sighed, looked up at the command tent, and said uncertainly,
"I heard the great chieftains had a falling out last night, and we might have to withdraw!"
"What?!"
Hu Ta Er, who had just been contemplating what to plunder,'s eyes widened in disbelief.
"Withdraw now?"
"We haven't plundered anything yet, why go back? To die?"
"Who's to say?"
The burly man also felt a bit frustrated about this. He stood up and dusted off his backside.
"Let's wait and see what they say."
"If all else fails, we'll just go out and do it ourselves!"
"This..."
Hu Ta Er's eyes lit up. Just as he was about to respond, a commotion erupted outside the camp.
"What's happening?"
"Don't know!"
"It sounds like Chieftain Nanlou is sending us provisions."
"Really?"
"..."
Listening to the discussions around him, Hu Ta Er and the burly man exchanged glances.
"Didn't they say they had a falling out?"
"Who knows?"
"Let's go!"
"Let's go see!"
………………
If anyone was most pleased by the delivery of provisions,
It was undoubtedly Zha Lin Shan!
He had been wondering how to replace the cooking grain.
He hadn't expected Chieftain Nanlou to solve this problem for him!
It's just grain, right?
There's plenty of it!
To ensure the smooth replacement with the doctored grain, Zha Lin Shan personally led the Mongolian cavalry to help.
As sacks of grain were moved into the warehouse, Zha Lin Shan openly opened one.
"Brothers, this is all fine grain! You're in for a treat this time!"
"What?"
"Fine grain?"
"Hurry up and let me see!"
Hearing Zha Lin Shan say it was fine grain, the surrounding soldiers erupted in excitement.
When had these impoverished souls ever eaten such good grain?
Let alone them,
Even the generals among the Wuhuan rarely got to eat such good food!
"The Han are truly too wealthy!"
Gently stroking the plump grains with his own hands, one of the generals turned to the head of the kitchen.
"We have seen this grain with our own eyes. If you don't let us eat it, you'll answer for it!"
"This, this..."
The general, who had originally intended to resell this fine grain for a profit, smiled awkwardly and waved his hand.
"What are you saying? The grain is all here, how could I not let you eat it?"
"Eat it!"
"We'll eat it for lunch!"
"That's more like it!"
Seeing that his objective had been achieved, the speaking general left with satisfaction.
He didn't really want to eat this fine grain.
But he knew one thing,
If the grain wasn't eaten now, it probably wouldn't be available later.
Where would it go?
Naturally, it would be pocketed by these people!
The fine grain with good quality would be sold, and replaced with an equal volume of mixed grain, or even grain mixed with sand, and the remaining profits would all go to them.
And that wasn't the most infuriating thing,
The most infuriating thing was,
After these damned scoundrels got the money, they didn't share any of it with them.
How could this be tolerated?
If there was no opportunity before, it was understandable. But if there was an opportunity, why not exploit it?
Thus,
After a series of scheming and backroom dealings, the doctored provisions finally made it to the table.
Although it had been washed and cooked, its medicinal effect had not diminished at all.
In fact,
Because the washing water was also reused to feed the livestock, the medicinal effect was further amplified.
Not to mention the soldiers, even the warhorses were falling in droves.
"Damn~!"
"What's happening?"
"I, I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep, I, I can't..."
After wolfing down the lunch made from fine grain, a large number of people in the Wuhuan camp collapsed.
Those who were on duty and didn't eat, surrendered under the curved blades of the Mongolian cavalry.
By evening,
When Yue Fei received the news and arrived with his men, the entire Wuhuan camp was silent.
"Hahahaha..."
"Good!"
Looking at the Wuhuan people lying on the ground, tied up with coarse cloth strips, even Yue Fei couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Zha Lin Shan, I will report this truthfully. You shall be credited with the greatest merit in this battle!"
"Thank, thank you, Legion Commander!"
Finally hearing the words he wanted to hear, Zha Lin Shan couldn't help but kneel down excitedly.
Heaven knew how he had endured the past two days!
"Anxiety" was not enough to describe it!
Agony!
It was too agonizing!
Who would have thought?
He, a defector who had already completely surrendered, had lied about fighting his way out with over ten thousand cavalry, and Chieftain Nanlou actually believed him.
Although it had something to do with the dozens of boxes of treasures he had offered, didn't he suspect anything?
Chieftain Nanlou, on the other hand.
Not only did he believe that he had escaped, but he also gave him great authority.
To be honest,
If he could control those Mongolian cavalry, he would have simply surrendered.
Fortunately,
The ferocity and loyalty of the Mongolian cavalry had awakened him in time, preventing him from taking the final step.
"No need for further words, this is what you deserve!"
Looking at Zha Lin Shan and the Mongolian soldiers behind him, Yue Fei was also somewhat amazed.
Before setting out, he had specifically asked his lord whether these people could be trusted.
And Qin Feng's answer was,
The Wuhuan captives were not very trustworthy, but the Mongolian cavalry were their absolute confidants.
Because of this,
He dared to offer a vast amount of treasures and provisions to gain the trust of the Wuhuan people.
As it turned out, his lord was always right!
These Mongolian cavalry were not only loyal, but their execution ability was also excellent.
How long has it been?
The provisions were sent in the morning, and by evening, everyone was incapacitated?
Too efficient, wasn't it?
However,
Compared to Yue Fei and Zha Lin Shan, who were beaming with excitement, the expressions of brothers Guan and Zhang were not very good.
"Second Brother, why are these Wuhuan people so stupid?"
Witnessing his subordinates loading the bound Wuhuan soldiers onto the carts like dead pigs, Zhang Fei said with a tone full of frustration.
"They couldn't even see such an obvious trap? And they were taken down like this!"
"Aren't you ashamed!"
"..."
Hearing Zhang Fei's complaints, Guan Yu's mouth twitched slightly. He thought to himself, if it were you, it would probably be the same.
However,
Thinking that nearly a hundred thousand Wuhuan cavalry had been incapacitated by the medicine, he felt a bit dejected.
These were all battle merits!
What now?
The lion's share of the battle merits had been taken by those Mongolian youngsters and Wuhuan captives!
Even if they could get a small portion, what was the difference from coming here for nothing?
The only thing to be thankful for,
Was probably that the First Legion under their command had suffered no casualties in this battle?