Qiang Qu was surrounded by two thousand guards, everyone looked excited, and their faces were hard to hide their excitement.

Qiangqu is blessed by the god of Kunlun, and even the eyes of the god of Kunlun are watching Qiangqu Shan Yu, they follow Qiangqu, and will eventually make the Xiongnu become the pearl of the grassland again, even the Han Dynasty will also be a minister, and reproduce the myth of the Xiongnu.

Qiang Qu had never seen the Kunlun God, and he didn't know what the Kunlun God's eyes looked like.

But as long as everyone thinks that it is the eye of the Kunlun God, then the thing floating in the sky is the eye of the Kunlun God, and no one can question it.

When the two thousand Hun cavalry approached, Zhao Hui's camp, the Modao team in charge of standing guard, also saw the flying lantern and whistled sharply again.

There are still two hours until dawn.

All those who remained in the camp had already put on their armor, picked up their weapons, and looked at the flying lights in the sky.

Although I have seen the flying lantern many times, many people still don't understand why the flying lantern can fly.

Although Zhao Hui had explained it to them, few of these people would understand.

Although the flying lamp is very useful, it still has its limitations.

Looking at the flying lights in the sky, Zhao Hui could only know that there were indeed enemies ahead, but how many enemies there were, how their equipment was, and other key information were difficult to express through a lamp.

"My lord, it's the Huns, there are almost two thousand people." After Zhang Wang lit the flying lantern, he ran back as soon as possible.

Raising the speed of the war horse to the maximum, Zhang Wang finally came back before the Huns.

But the Huns were only more than twenty miles away from the camp.

If it weren't for the fact that Qiangqu was halfway through and prayed to the god Kunlun, the Hun cavalry might have been ten miles away by now.

Zhao Hui has not fought against the Huns, but he can roughly estimate the strength of the Huns from the strength of the Xianbei people.

Two thousand Huns, normally can have a tie with four thousand Xianbei people.

Zhao Hui was confident that he would lead the Modao team to defeat the Xianbei cavalry of 1,000 people, and he could come and go freely among the Xianbei cavalry of 2,000 people.

But in the face of the 4,000 Xianbei cavalry, even if the Modao team can break out of the encirclement, they will have to pay at least half of the casualties, and the rest will be wounded.

This is the situation under the surroundment, if there is no encirclement, the four thousand Xianbei cavalry, Zhao Hui can also slowly consume them all.

The equipment of the Modao team is not comparable to their Xianbei people and the Huns.

Compared with the Modao team, the only advantage of these grassland peoples is that each of them is far stronger than the Modao team.

But every horse of the Modao team has a saddle and stirrup.

With the assistance of these two things, the only advantage of the Hun cavalry over the Modao team also disappeared.

The Huns thought their cavalry was the strongest in the world.

But only after they really collided with Zhao Hui's cavalry would they understand that the era when the Xiongnu were the strongest cavalry had passed, and the cavalry in Zhao Hui's hands was the strongest cavalry.

Running before you hit is not Zhao Hui's style.

But Zhao Hui was not stupid, and charged head-on with a hundred and two thousand Hun cavalry.

Zhang Wang brought the news back, and Zhao Hui immediately began to arrange.

There was a lot of hay piled up in the camp, and the few fires that were going to be used were all used.

Most of the torches were extinguished, leaving only one fire, indicating that it was a makeshift camp.

And everyone in the Mo Dao team is hidden in the surrounding darkness.

Stampede Tread......

The horses trampled on the earth, and the sound was more pronounced in the dark night.

The Huns also did not think to hide their whereabouts.

It was still more than 200 miles away from Youzhou, and they were confident that even if the Han people in the camp fled after hearing the sound of horses' hooves, they would catch up and hack them to death.

The riding skills of the Han people, they have seen it, where can it be compared with the prairie eagle.

They have seen countless Han Chinese who suddenly fall down when they are running on war horses.

If this is a Xiongnu man, he can commit suicide in shame, even if it is a Xiongnu woman, the riding skills are better than these Han people.

"Da Danyu, it's just ahead." Aguli shouted, equally excited.

Massacres can make their blood flow faster, and it can make them feel that their bodies are burning, especially when slaughtering Han Chinese.

And this feeling seems to be innate, engraved in their bones.

They were jealous of the comfort of the Han people and the wealth of the Han people.

They are the eagles of the grassland, the people of the Kunlun God, why are they not as good as the Han people.

Every Xiongnu hated the Han people from the bottom of their hearts, so as long as they had the opportunity, they would not hesitate. In the face of the property and women of the Han people, they can grab it, and kill it if they can't.

And the Han people were also the most hostile to the Huns.

The Han people also hated the Xianbei and Karasuma people, but there was still a little chance that the two sides would live in peace.

But the Huns were absolutely impossible.

The hatred of the two nations has melted into the blood, either you die or I live.

There is no prospect of détente between the two sides.

The place where the Southern Xiongnu are now attached to the Han Dynasty and are vassals to the Han Dynasty is just an expedient measure.

And the Great Han, now that there is more than one rebellion in his own country, he can't take care of the Southern Xiongnu at all, since the Southern Xiongnu are now willing to surrender, it is also a good thing for the Great Han.

The two thousand Huns saw the fire ahead.

"Kill!"

Two thousand elite guards from Yuting rushed into Zhao Hui's camp as soon as Qiang Qu gave the order.

"Kill!"

It was only when they stormed into the humble tent that they found it empty.

"Shan Yu, it's an empty camp, no one."

As soon as the words fell, rockets fell into the camp, and a large fire suddenly burst into flames in the dark night.

If you were unlucky, it happened to be on top of the oil and burned with people and horses.

"Oops, there is an ambush."

Qiang Qu Shan Yu looked at the fire that suddenly rose and was shocked.

"Retreat."

Qiang Qu originally wanted to take advantage of the darkness to sneak attack Zhao Hui.

But now that he is in ambush, he can't determine how many people are ambushing him.

And most people's first thought after being ambushed is to retreat as quickly as possible, and run as fast as they can.

As for what Aguli said before, the Han people will not exceed three hundred, and they have long been left behind by Qiangqu.

If you are ambushed on your side, it is equivalent to showing that the enemy knows your actions.

There are really only three hundred people, dare to ambush him?

Qiangqu decided that after this escape, it would be better for Aguli to have died at the hands of the Han Chinese, and if not, he would have personally screwed off Aguli's head.

Seeing the Hun cavalry retreating in the fire, Zhao Hui did not launch a pursuit.

He only had more than a hundred men, and if he pursued, the Huns could easily tell from the sound of horses' hooves how many people were pursuing them.

When the time comes, Qiang Qu Shan Yu will fight back, and Zhao Hui will suffer a loss.