Traveling through time and space and becoming a deposed prince, he just wants to survive!

The wounded soldier could only protest in his heart, but his body honestly gritted its teeth and cooperated.

With the cooperation of Wanqiu and Zhao Sheng, this was also the first time that Wanqiu sutured a wound. It would be a lie to say that she was not nervous. Fortunately, she did her job well and sutured the wound perfectly.

Mr. Zhao felt ashamed of himself in this regard. The stitches he sewed up were barely presentable, with uneven stitches. It was as ugly as it could be.

Afterwards, Mr. Zhao asked the doctor to prescribe some blood-activating, blood-stasis-removing and anti-inflammatory medicines for him. Two days later, he would open the gauze, disinfect it and change the dressing. Normally, the effect would be seen in seven days.

"Please pay close attention to this patient. Make sure he takes his medicine on time. If he doesn't have a fever tomorrow, he'll basically be fine."

The local doctor was very puzzled when he saw the people brought by Zhao Sheng using alcohol for disinfection. Zhao Sheng was too lazy to explain and said that he would let their guard team explain it to them in two days.

Right now, what Zhao Sheng is most worried about is the supply of ammunition. Although he brought a lot of ammunition this time, for an army of 30,000 people, if they use it like today, even a few more ordnance workshops will not be able to withstand it.

That night, Zhao Sheng ordered the troops to count the casualties in the battle and summarize the shortcomings in the battle in battalion units.

It was their first battle, and a victory. Zhao Sheng knew he shouldn't criticize them, but he also had to teach them a lesson. With an army of 300,000, they only eliminated less than 80,000, and their ammunition was exhausted.

How to fight the next battle?

Especially for the infantry, a gun without bullets is not as useful as a halberd. Although they are equipped with bayonets, it is difficult to ensure that the barrel of a gun remains straight after a good gun is used against a bayonet.

The baggage vehicles at the back were also taken to the county town. Cheng Jushu and Zhao Sheng discussed and decided to let about 10,000 transport workers who had no combat capability go back first, and give them a list to be delivered in three days.

Fortunately, Guangchang County is not short of food for the time being, but Na Lan Guifang's troops outside the city did not withdraw.

He still has more than 70,000 men under his command. Although he was defeated today, he found that the number of people brought by Cheng Jushu was only 60,000. He ordered someone to send a letter back to the Great Chanyu, intending to lure the enemy deeper.

Seeing that the enemy was small in number, Zhao Sheng estimated that there were tens of thousands of them hiding, so he deliberately left 30,000 people outside the city to confront them.

"General, I think the enemy is trying to lure us into attacking him. I think it would be better to do the opposite."

After hearing what Zhao Sheng said, Cheng Jushu asked, "How do we do the opposite?"

"Look," Zhao Sheng said, pointing to the rubbing of the map. "We're here, and they have a reserve force behind them. They're probably guarding against reinforcements from Changshan."

"Yeah, that makes sense."

"Then General, take your men and head towards Changshan Commandery. The enemy will surely think you're flanking them and will split up or retreat."

On the map, Zhao Sheng drew black lines with a pen to mark the deployment of troops, making the enemy and our own situation clear at a glance.

However, looking at the huge piece of paper, the giant tree was afraid that it would cost more than one or two taels of silver, so he was reluctant to mark it on the map!

Unexpectedly, Zhao Sheng took out another identical map and handed it to Cheng Jushu: "General, please take a look at the positions and markings on it to see if there are any errors so that we can make corrections later."

To be honest, the Great Zhou itself did not have any military maps. There were only maps with rough boundaries and city names marked on them. This was the first time he had seen a map with roads, rivers, and mountains at the same height.

"This is the first time I've seen such a detailed map. It's hard to say whether it's right or wrong."

"In that case, our maps are the same. You lead the troops in this direction. If you encounter a small group of Xiongnu, you must defeat them quickly.

If the enemy's forces are equal to or greater than yours, then we can make a detour like this, disperse them, and then attack them slowly."

Zhao Sheng gestured repeatedly on the map, and Cheng Jushu roughly understood what he meant. He took the baggage and food transport team and the wounded soldiers out of the city, and then separated halfway.

The Huns mistakenly believed that Cheng Jushu intended to encircle them, but they didn't know that Cheng Jushu's plan was to lead them towards Shuozhou, and on the surface they thought they were heading towards Changshan County.

In this way, he kept close to the Huns' ambush troops, but always kept a distance, and slowly lured the Huns' ambush troops towards Shuozhou.

The battle plan was set. The next day, Cheng Jushu led the Dingzhou army out from the south gate, and then turned towards Changshan County.

All this did not escape the Xiongnu spies, and Lan Guifang soon found out about it. He looked at the terrain arranged with stones on the table, and naturally felt the conspiracy in his mind.

"Are you sure they are leaving the city with baggage and 30,000 infantrymen?" Lan Guifang grabbed the spy's collar and asked loudly.

"Captain, I guarantee with my head that the battle formation is very clear. Behind the 30,000 men are more than 10,000 baggage and food supplies."

Although the spy was kneeling on the ground, Lan Guifang almost lifted him up.

"Want to cut off my retreat? I might as well surround you!" Lan Guifang left his spy behind and murmured with interest.

"Quickly notify the other chiefs to come over. We'll eat some food and fodder to get through the winter."

Fortunately, his military camp had all its horses in yesterday's battle, but most of the cattle and sheep he brought with him could not be taken out. He was worried about the food problem. Since someone was planning a sneak attack, they actually dared to bring supplies with them. Isn't this just delivering the goods to his doorstep?

As he thought about it, Lan Guifang raised the corner of his mouth, as if he saw the tragic situation of the Great Zhou army being surrounded by him and losing its baggage.

The leaders of each tribe usually stay at their posts during the day. As long as the messengers find the base, they can quickly pass the message to the leaders.

Jiga Wa was the leader of a small tribe. This time he brought only 5,000 tribesmen with him and mixed them with the Yelu tribe. Seeing Lan Guifang's proud look, the two looked at each other.

"Then Lantou, what are you so happy about?"

When Lan Guifang saw the two of them coming, he looked outside and said, "Wait for others to come, we have something to discuss."

Pu Bucheng was the chief of the Pu Bu tribe, followed by heads of several small tribes. When they entered the tent, they all looked at Lan Guifang with curiosity.

Now that the war has reached this point, there have been serious casualties in the battle, and 30% of them are mixed troops, that is, a group of slightly older Huns, escorting some slaves.

These people may become meat shields at any time. They have no combat power and are just sacrifices for tactical needs.

But instead of retreating, they stayed here. Moreover, they knew that Guangchang County was not a wealthy county and it was always an empty city when they attacked it before, so there was really no point.

Could it be that the Lantou people were planning to go directly south and take a detour to Dingzhou? That was the battlefield where their war horses galloped.

I’m afraid that even if I go, I won’t be able to come back, or even if I come back, I’ll come back empty-handed. The key is that I won’t be able to bring back the looted supplies.

Lan Guifang cleared his throat when he saw everyone was gathered. "Ahem~~, we've received intelligence that Cheng Jushu, that old bastard, is bringing 50,000 people and baggage with him and plans to bypass us from here."

He gestured with his hands on a pile of stones, then said solemnly, "I plan to send a group of light cavalry to destroy their baggage train. Scouting indicates that the baggage train has over 10,000 men. I plan to send out 5,000 men to catch them off guard."

When Jigawa heard this, his eyes lit up and he thought this was a good job. After the fight, he would have something to eat.

Lan Guifang also saw a gleam in Jiga Wa's eyes. It just so happened that his tribe had 5,000 people, so it was just right to send him.

"Jigawa, can you complete this task?"

As Lan Guifang finished speaking, Yelu Changcun interrupted, "My tribe will give him 2,000 soldiers and horses, and he will definitely be able to capture these grains and fodders."

How could Lan Guifang not see Yelu Changcun's thoughts? However, having more people was not necessarily a good thing. They could carry out a surprise attack with light equipment. They could discard some of the baggage and burn it on the spot. Besides, he had other plans.

People must stay by your side so that you can fight the next bigger battle!