Chapter 9 Who is more ruthless than whom?
Half an hour later, more than 10,000 Qianghu were killed, the entire camp was covered with blood, and under the thunder, countless frightened Qianghu fled in panic, and the Qianghu camp was completely chaotic.
Seeing this, Dong Zhuo waved his hand, stopped the Han soldiers who were being slaughtered, and began to consciously expel Qianghu to the Xianbei camp on the east side.
On the city wall of Wuwei, Huangfu Song propped his hands on the battlements and saw that Dong Zhuo began to drive Qiang Hu to attack the Xianbei camp, and couldn't help nodding secretly, this guy is good, he is brave and strategic, and he will be promoted when he turns around.
And on a hill in the distance, two slender figures stood straight.
"Wenhe, I won, according to the gambling contract, you have to accompany me to assist Zhong Ying"
"Well, yes, but I always think it's the one who suits me better."
Jia Xu scratched his head without any image
"Huh, that one? Once you miss it, I'm afraid it will be split by five horses in an instant."
"I don't think so, the plough, papermaking, farming, even if you go out of business in the future, you can't die, at most you don't have the power you have now, at that time I'll just run away, what can he do with me? Wen You, why don't we go together, I always feel that Dong Zhuo's goods are unreliable."
When Li Ru heard this, he glanced at Jia Xu coldly.
Jia Xu shrugged his shoulders, they had this kind of topic many times, and it ended like this every time.
"It's coming"
Xianbei front camp, Su Yan said lightly, Lan Yan beside him bowed slightly, slowly raised his right hand, and the 10,000 Xianbei archers behind him were all drawing arrows and bows.
As more and more blurred figures appeared in the sight of the schurt.
Thirty steps
Twenty steps
Ten steps
"Put"
Lan Yanba's right hand swung down violently, and 10,000 arrows rushed out in an instant, and the figure seen by the naked eye instantly became a hedgehog, and the screams in the distance rang out.
In the sky, the thunderclouds began to fade away, the rain slowly became lighter, and the moonlight began to gradually spread back on the earth, but what greeted him was a large area of bewitching blood and a large group of scattered Qianghu rushing towards him.
With a cold snort, Lan Yan smiled fiercely, waved his big hand again, and the Xianbei people did not hesitate to rush out a wave of arrows, and Qianghu, who saw thousands of clansmen fall to the ground, finally came to his senses and began to bypass the Xianbei camp and flee to both sides. Zhu Jun, who was driven away, sneered again and again when he saw this, he knew that it would be like this, not only did the Han family not treat Qianghu as a person, but the Huns were the same!
Still, it doesn't matter.
When Zhu Jun led 5,000 Han cavalry to confront Yu Yu Ti from afar, Zhu Yu frowned, looking at that shadow, it is estimated that 7,000 people have killed 50,000 Qiang Hu? Is Qianghu so wasted? A dozen seven?.
Lan Zhan next to him exclaimed
"No, it's not this Han Qi!"
Although he couldn't see people clearly, the momentum was very obvious and completely different. Hearing this, a sudden premonition suddenly rose in his heart. This thunderstorm came at an inopportune time, and it didn't hit when it should have thundered, and it didn't hit when it shouldn't.
Looking up at the drizzle, he snorted
"Use the fire arrow, find them!"
A moment later, thousands of fire arrows shot out in all directions, illuminating everything around them for a short time.
(Not in front, not on the sides, is it..... )
Cold sweat began to erupt on the forehead of Su Yuti, it is impossible to be reasonable, this destructive power is definitely the heavy cavalry, but if it is the heavy cavalry, how can it go around the back of the Xianbei camp in such a short time, and the momentum of thousands of heavy cavalry rushing is not completely covered by this thunderstorm, and the vibration from the ground, he can feel it no matter what.
"Lan Zhan, lead your headquarters to the rear camp and act at the opportunity!"
However, when Lan Zhan had just arrived at the middle camp, Dong Zhuo's iron cavalry had already launched an attack in the moonlight, and the prepared Xianbei rear camp soldiers only had time to shoot a sparse rain of arrows, but they were blocked by the experienced Xiliang iron cavalry, and there were very few people who dismounted from the arrows. As the head of the front, Dong Zhuo, Hua Xiong, Li Dao and other generals skillfully used spears to pick away the neatly arranged rejecting horses outside the camp gate, and then rushed in.
Lan Zhan of the middle camp had a gloomy face, and after thinking for a while, he decisively ordered to line up to prepare for battle, although they used as the vanguard this time, the purpose was to test the war potential of the Jin Liang and Xianbei, Qianghu and other ethnic groups of the Han Dynasty, but relying only on these Hu people could not test the real combat power of the Han Dynasty, and in the end they still had to fight head-on, and, as a Hun person, in the face of the Han army, if they didn't kill the last one, they were sorry for his identity!
"Kill!"
Staring at the unstoppable Han cavalry in front of him, Lan Zhan was not afraid, picked up his sword and slapped the horse's buttocks and rushed out first, and the two cavalry collided together in the blink of an eye, four thousand against four thousand, sharp arrow against sharp arrow, needle tip against Mai Mang!
The knives and spears struck each other, creating a series of sparks.
One took a look at the face, charging through, and most of the Northern Huns, who were only wearing leather armor, had thousands of people falling from their horses and being trampled into flesh. The Xiliang Iron Horse, which had an iron and wood chip chest protector, was slashed by a knife and a blade, and although the injury was not light, only more than 300 people were shot down from the horse. All the seriously wounded gritted their teeth and crouched on horseback, looking forward to the next charge and the fight against an enemy.
Dong Zhuo excitedly licked the blood flowing from the wound on his cheek, turned the horse's head, and the battle intent in his heart was burning.
(Northern Huns?) Very good, use your heads to build a Jingguan, and use your blood to make a name for me! )
Lan Zhan's chest rose and fell violently, and in just one confrontation, two of the relatives and generals around him fell, and it is conceivable how many of his soldiers had to die in battle. With a calm face, he turned his horse's head and looked at his troops, four thousand elite Northern Huns, nearly a thousand familiar faces disappeared under a charge collision, and the other party ........
(One to three!) Can't fight anymore! )
Lan Zhan knew very well that there were only 7,000 men and horses on his side this time, of which 3,000 were used by the Xiongnu guards to protect the evacuation of Shan Yu's second son and his own nobles, and it was only these 4,000 men and horses who could really let go of a battle. Even if he fights out, he can't stop the Han cavalry in front of him, and it's not worth it to compensate his noble Hun warriors for the lowly race of Xianbei!
"Inform Hum Ti and prepare to evacuate"
Lan Zhan turned his head and whispered to the generals beside him
"In addition, drive Xianbei to storm this Han cavalry, and then pour all the tung oil in the camp."
After that, Lan Zhan looked coldly at the Han cavalry that was rushing towards him again, and with a wave of his big hand, more than 3,000 elites behind him hurriedly scattered to both sides, and after paying nearly 100 casualties, he avoided Dong Zhuo's charge, and then slapped his horse to meet the front camp.
Soon, a group of 5,000 Xianbei warriors was formed, and under the leadership of a Northern Xiongnu general, they began to crash towards Dong Zhuo diagonally, but they were easily killed.
"Bastard, you ran away! What a gutless rat! ”
Dong Zhuo scolded non-stop
"Lord, it's better for me to lift the middle camp, chisel through the front camp, and defeat Xianbei, the Northern Huns can't run"
Dong Zhuo nodded when he heard this, shouted loudly, and led the troops to continue to rush and kill.
I have to say that the Xianbei who had been prepared for a long time and the unprepared Qianghu behaved completely differently, and before Dong Zhuo could reach the middle camp, three Xianbei troops with more than 5,000 people pounced one after another, causing Dong Zhuo a lot of trouble.
Front battalion
He commanded more than 15,000 Xianbei to fight with Zhu Jun several times, and blocked Zhu Jun from the camp, when a Northern Xiongnu general suddenly rushed out of him and said urgently
"The rear camp was attacked, and Lord Lan couldn't resist it, so he asked to evacuate, and he has ordered someone to arrange tung oil."
Hearing this, he frowned
"How many people are on the other side?"
"Four thousand"
He raised his eyebrows and tightened it even tighter, four thousand against four thousand, plus at least twenty thousand Xianbei assistance, he couldn't stop it! It's not that he doubts Lan Zhan's combat power, there are only a few people in his family who are qualified to stand up, and all of them are not weak, but now he is facing the 7,000 Han army, and he only used 15,000 Xianbei to block it out of the camp, although there is a reason for his 3,000 Praetorian Guards to suppress the formation, but this gap is too big.
Tung oil has been used, it seems that the situation is far from as good as they thought, this is the last means they prepared, but unfortunately there was a thunderstorm, although there was preparation, but the effect will not be very good, but it is still possible to block these Han horses.
He glanced at Zhu Jun, who was surrounded by his own Xianbei, and led his guards to slowly retreat into the camp, to be honest, if there were another 5,000 elite Northern Huns, he would dare to lead 3,000 guards to kill Zhu Jun, and then go straight to Wuwei City, and take it down directly in one go.
And more than 10,000 Xianbei, who lost the command of Suo, began to gradually become chaotic, and the meticulous operation of encircling and interspersing was not something Xianbei could afford.
Zhu Jun saw that Xianbei began to be chaotic and there were a lot of loopholes, and after hesitating for a moment, he still led the army to kill the flaws he discovered, he didn't believe it, this level of chaos can still be a trap, although it was because he plunged headlong into a breakthrough point that he thought was a flaw.
Zhu Jun, who was the first to kill, let out a big sigh, and finally rushed out, if this was planted in Xianbei's hands, it would be too late.
Yan Zhong, who was covered in blood beside him, wiped his eyes that were blocked by blood beads, and looked around for Yan Xing, although this kid's martial arts were okay, it was not strange that there was an accident or something on the battlefield.
"Hey, what about the Northern Huns?"
Han Sui glanced at the Beiqian camp in North Korea, but the ghost was gone.
"Hmph, I'm afraid I didn't flee back to the camp."
Song Yang came from behind.
Yan Zhong shook his head when he heard this, and said cautiously
"The old man doesn't look like it, this Northern Huns is extraordinary, it is definitely a first-class elite, this time suddenly evacuated, Zhu Gong, be careful of deception!"
Zhu Jun nodded, as a great general, he could still judge the strength of the other party, if it was not for Dong Zhuo's containment, it would not be impossible to defeat their seven thousand soldiers and horses.
"Defeat this Xianbei, slowly enter the camp, and respond to Dong Zhongying!"
Zhu Jun made a decisive decision, and immediately led the army to kill more than 10,000 Xianbei outside the camp, and then began to cautiously step into the Xianbei front camp.
Seeing that Zhu Jun began to step into the front camp, Lan Zhan, who was hidden in the dark, nodded to the Northern Hun warriors behind him, and the latter began to slowly touch the left camp, and after a while, Dong Zhuo, who had penetrated the middle camp and went straight to the front camp, collided with Zhu Jun, and before the two had time to exchange the battle situation, a fire that was not weak rose from all directions.