Soldier Commandant, martial commandant, and the others who attacked the Xiongnu left camp and rear camp had not gone as smoothly as Sheng Huai'an's group.
They were spotted by Xiongnu patrol soldiers during their charge, alerting the Xiongnu troops.
They lost some soldiers when they rushed into the enemy camp and encountered many Xiongnu soldiers pursuing and blocking them.
Although their raid on the camp succeeded, the commotion they caused was not as great as Sheng Huai'an's side.
"Captain, I found what seems to be a Xiongnu supply storage area over here." Amid the chaos, a soldier ran over and said to Sheng Huai'an.
"Lead the way!" The moment Sheng Huai'an heard it was where the Xiongnu army stored its supplies, he immediately changed direction.
If they could destroy the Xiongnu army's supplies, then let's see what they would use to attack the city when they could not even eat their fill.
"Brothers, stay close behind me and charge this way!" Sheng Huai'an shouted.
Some soldiers had died along the way, while others had been scattered. At this point, only around seventy men remained by his side.
When they reached the supply storage area the soldier had mentioned, Sheng Huai'an entered a tent and saw that it was filled with grain.
Other tents held the sheep they had brought along.
"Burn it all! Hai Dahe, take men and burn every last bit of it."
"The rest of you, come with me and hold off the Xiongnu enemy troops." Sheng Huai'an issued his orders swiftly.
Sheng Huai'an led his men in blocking the Xiongnu army, charging at the very front alone. His Blood Fiend Saber Technique was swift as a shadow.
Xiongnu soldiers who were not martial artists could not withstand even a single slash from him.
Hai Dahe led the soldiers as they continuously lit fires, setting one tent after another ablaze.
At the sight of the flames, the penned sheep began to panic as well.
"Baa..."
"Baa-aah..."
"Open the sheep pens and drive the sheep out!" Hai Dahe immediately shouted.
Several soldiers stepped forward and opened the pens, tossing torches inside. Startled by the flames, the flock rushed out and scattered in all directions.
Tens of thousands of sheep stormed into the Xiongnu camp, throwing it into even greater chaos.
When the Xiongnu soldiers saw Sheng Huai'an and his men setting fire to and destroying their supplies, they kept rushing over to stop them.
The Xiongnu were short on supplies to begin with. Otherwise, they would not have hurried south to invade the Great Wei Dynasty before winter, seeking to seize provisions for the cold season.
One supply tent after another was set ablaze. Looking at their burning stores, the Xiongnu soldiers wished they could slice Sheng Huai'an and his men into a thousand pieces.
Faced with more and more Xiongnu soldiers, Sheng Huai'an and his men could only kill as they retreated.
The wind fed the flames, and soon the fire spread into one vast blaze. Seeing huge amounts of supplies and grain consumed by the flames, the Xiongnu soldiers' hearts bled.
"Everyone, move! Run with me!" Seeing more and more Xiongnu soldiers closing in, Sheng Huai'an hurriedly shouted.
Hearing him, the soldiers quickly followed Sheng Huai'an and fled.
They ran and killed, set fires as they ran, and had long since lost all sense of direction.
Martial commandant and Soldier Commandant also led their soldiers in a wild charge through the Xiongnu camp, slaughtering as they went. They did not dare stop, for an endless stream of Xiongnu soldiers kept surrounding them.
If they did not run now, then once they were encircled, there was only one outcome: death!
It seemed that even Heaven was helping them tonight. The north wind grew fiercer and fiercer, and the Xiongnu army's military tents burned incredibly quickly.
The enormous Xiongnu camp had become a pot of boiling porridge.
"Damn it!"
"The Wei people deserve to die! I'll tear them limb from limb."
"Put out the fire, quickly!"
"Save the grain!"
"Water! Bring water, quickly!"
"Kill them! Kill the Wei people! Don't let them escape!"
Over here, General Polu Zhao Yong'an led two thousand Anning Cavalry and quickly charged into the Xiongnu camp.
In the dead of night, with the Xiongnu camp under attack and thrown into complete disorder, the Xiongnu could not organize their cavalry to resist the Anning Cavalry at all.
"Soldiers, follow me and kill the Xiongnu invaders!" Zhao Yong'an led the cavalry into the Xiongnu right camp.
This side was the most chaotic. Firelight blazed everywhere, shadows of people tangled in confusion, and there was simply no way to organize troops to resist.
The cavalry charged into the enemy camp and cut down every Xiongnu soldier they saw. Against cavalry, the Xiongnu soldiers had no choice but to be slaughtered.
"Run!"
"Mother, I want to go home."
"Great Shaman, bless your people."
With cavalry joining the fray, the soldiers in the Xiongnu right camp could only become lambs led to slaughter.
Watching the utterly chaotic camp, the Xiongnu generals were at a complete loss as well.
Everything was in utter turmoil. It was difficult even to gather the soldiers, while fierce fighting raged throughout the camp. Fires burned and battles raged on the left, right, and rear.
The entire situation was a hopeless mess, and even military orders could barely be passed down.
Other than the vanguard and central army, it seemed as though enemies were everywhere throughout the camp.
The Xiongnu army's sheep and warhorses were frightened by the flames, growing restless and running about wildly.
A Xiongnu commander of a thousand led over a thousand soldiers in hot pursuit of Sheng Huai'an and his men.
That commander of a thousand wanted nothing more than to devour Sheng Huai'an's flesh and drink his blood.
It was this shit-stirring bastard who had rampaged through the camp, setting fires everywhere and turning the entire place into an unimaginable mess.
The stored supplies, sheep, warhorses, and more had either been burned or fled. The losses were simply impossible to estimate.
The Xiongnu army pursued fiercely from behind, while Sheng Huai'an charged at the front.
"Anyone who wants to live, stay close behind me! Don't fall behind!" Sheng Huai'an shouted.
Now that the camp raid had succeeded, the Xiongnu enemy troops, having come to their senses, naturally wanted to encircle and kill the Anning Garrison that had raided their camp.
Amid the chaotic camp, Sheng Huai'an and his men were fortunate. They encountered very few Xiongnu soldiers ahead of them.
Every Xiongnu soldier who stood in their way was cut down by Sheng Huai'an and his men.
They charged onward without pause. Once they burst out of the camp, the night was dark and heavy.
Having lost his bearings, Sheng Huai'an led the troops running in a single direction.
Their goal now was to survive and shake off their pursuers.
In any case, they had already completed the camp-raiding order issued from above. The military order had never said they were to fight the Xiongnu army to the death.
A camp raid was about striking and then running.
"Commander of a thousand, we cannot keep chasing them. We need to return and put out the fires." A Xiongnu centurion spoke up to remind him.
Looking at the flames soaring into the sky behind him, the commander of a thousand could only watch unwillingly as Sheng Huai'an and his men vanished into the night.
Under Zhao Yong'an's leadership, the Anning Cavalry charged and fought through the right camp twice before withdrawing.
There were experts among the Xiongnu army. With only this small force of cavalry, they could not tear the Xiongnu camp apart.
If a grandmaster from the Xiongnu army made a move and cut off their retreat, Zhao Yong'an himself might escape, but these two thousand cavalrymen would all be buried here.
Thus, Zhao Yong'an stopped while he was ahead. Having gained an advantage, he ran without giving the Xiongnu army's experts any chance.
The Anning forces who had raided the camp also began rushing out of the camp one after another, preparing to flee.
Sheng Huai'an led his subordinates for twenty li in one breath before finally stopping.
They had fought and set fires all the way, then fled all the way. After stopping, everyone was gasping for breath.
"Huff... Everyone stop and rest for a while," Sheng Huai'an said, panting heavily.
"Hahaha, that was satisfying!" Though Tang Yunshan was so exhausted that he could barely straighten his back, he still laughed heartily.
That battle had been incredibly satisfying for them. Staying atop the city walls and passively taking blows had been stifling beyond belief.
This successful camp raid had not only killed many enemies, but also burned a great deal of Xiongnu tents and supplies, dealing a savage blow to the Xiongnu army's arrogant spirit.
"Indeed, that battle was truly satisfying," Hai Dahe said with a grin as well.
Never mind anything else—just succeeding in the camp raid alone was a great merit.
"Count our numbers and see how many men are left," Sheng Huai'an said.
Tang Yunshan quickly counted the men. Once he finished, he said, "Fifty-three."
In a single camp-raiding battle, half of their hundred men had been lost.
That was only because their raid had gone relatively smoothly and they had faced little resistance along the way.
"I wonder how the others are doing," Sheng Huai'an sighed.
Two thousand men had raided the camp. No one knew how many would make it back safely.
Tang Yunshan and Hai Dahe fell silent. Of their former comrades-in-arms, they did not know how many they would ever see again.
War was this cruel. One moment someone was alive; the next, he lay dead on the battlefield.
"By the way, do any of you know which direction we should take to get back?" After resting for a while, Sheng Huai'an asked.
Once Sheng Huai'an spoke, everyone fell silent.
In the darkness, there was only the howling wind. For a moment, the silence was terrifying.
"No, say something. This silence is making me feel very afraid," Sheng Huai'an said, a strange panic rising in his heart.
"Um, Captain, it seems we... don't know where we ran to," Yuan Yong said weakly.
Beside Yuan Yong, Deng Wu was exhausted like a dog, sprawled on the ground without the slightest desire to move.
"What?..."
"You mean we're lost?" Sheng Huai'an stared blankly.
"It seems... probably... yes!" Tang Yunshan answered.
"Captain, in the middle of the night, we were charging and slaughtering through the enemy camp, then being chased as we ran. We lost our sense of direction long ago," Hai Dahe said from the side.
Sheng Huai'an lay directly down on the grass, looking up at the sky with both hands covering his face.
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