It was a dark and windy night, with ghosts, fireflies and foxes howling.
The wind blew away the remaining snow, and the stars and the moon were all covered by clouds.
The shrill howling of wolves could be heard from afar. On the north side of the Hun camp, dozens of faint green spots of light could be seen, with tails of light trailing and drifting unsteadily.
The two teams of Han cavalry rode at a rapid speed, driving away the wolves and throwing out bloody venison to attract the hungry wolves, and continued to approach the Xiongnu camp.
Wei Qing and Zhao Po Nu wrapped themselves in fur robes and hid in the snow.
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