On Pingyang City, Jia Qu, who was already almost exhausted, looked at it, and suddenly laughed, patted the mud wall mixed with yellow mud and blood, laughed so much that tears and snot came out, and after laughing heartily, he slowly tidied up his dirty shapeless coat, smoothed his messy hair, and then explained leisurely, gave the task of guarding the city to the military waiter, and took his personal guards down the city and walked to the city. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fei was sneaking in the game, and naturally he didn't see it clearly as Jia Qu. When Ma Yue attacked the Baibo army camp for the second time before, Jia Qu was already slightly aware of it, and now seeing the current state, he is even more sure that there must be some mutual agreement between the Xiongnu and Feishang County.

In Jia Qu's eyes, this behavior of the current Huns is purely like a temptation, and what is the easiest way to respond to temptation?

Ignore him.

Therefore, when Jia Qu saw that there was no change in Fei Qian's formation, he laughed knowingly, knowing that this battle was over, and in this battlefield, the two most powerful groups joined forces, what else could not be done?

Jia Qu returned to the tent set up in the ruined county government in Pingyang City, and instructed the guards to fetch some water and food, but when the guards came back with their things, they found that Jia Qu had fallen into the tent and was already asleep.

Jia Qu, who was completely relaxed, slept soundly, and even the vibration caused by the more than 3,000 war horses of the Hu people could not affect it in the slightest, but for Yang Feng, for Bai Bojun, it was like a nightmare.

When the Hun cavalry approached the Fei Submarine Formation about 300 paces, they all turned from facing Fei Submarine to facing the Baibo military camp like a hook......

A white wave handsome trembled and took two steps back, but was grabbed by Yang Feng and pushed forward vigorously.

Yang Feng pulled out his battle knife, waved it, and roared: "Run!" Can you run more than four legs? Yes?! Whoever dares to retreat will be subject to military law! ”

After shouting, Yang Feng easily slashed down a soldier who was retreating a little, and then held a bloody long knife to force the others to defend under the camp wall.

"Drumming! Drumming! Whoever dares to retreat, military law is engaged! Just hold on and we'll win! Yang Feng shouted as he drove all the surrounding handsome envoys to the camp wall, while he gradually walked backwards.

On the battlefield, most of the horns and the like are used by the Hu people, and the old soldiers of Bingzhou will also use this thing to express their meaning, but the vast majority of people are still used to using golden drums to confirm the direction of the battle.

Hearing the drum and approaching, the gold retreated.

This is the most basic requirement, even if the Bai Bo army has no systematic training, they also understand the meaning of the golden drum, so in the rumbling drum, the Bai Bo soldiers gathered near the camp wall, plucked up courage, and prepared to fight.

Yang Feng stood in front of his big tent, called two guards, asked these two people to stand in front of the tent door, and then raised his long knife and shouted: "Only desperate!" to survive! I'm right here, and I'm not going to back down! The military law team stepped forward, and those who dared to disrupt the army were killed! ”

Yang Feng's resolute battle order somewhat reassured the people below, after all, he was the courage of the army, and there was a military law team standing behind, so he had to make a heart, just waiting for the moment of engagement......

Fei Qian's sword and shield soldiers advanced to a distance of fifty paces from the Baibo camp before they took up their positions, and the archers interspersed forward, and under the protection of the sword and shield soldiers, they began to shoot a rain of arrows at the Baibo army's camp, and they were also mixed with rockets, trying to ignite the items in the Baibo army's camp.

There are not many archers in the White Polish army, and they are equipped with very few arrows, and after a few days of fighting, the arrows have been consumed, and there is no way to form much striking force against the soldiers of Feiqian, so they can't carry out any counterattacks, so they can only retreat behind the camp wall and try to dodge.

The hanging arrow camp could only block a small part, and the vast majority of the arrows crossed the humble camp, and the Baibo army had very few defensive shields and armor, and suddenly under the blow of the arrow rain, wailing all over the ground, and suffering heavy casualties.

Moreover, the items in the camp that were ignited by rockets were not easy to extinguish under the rain of arrows, so they could only be left to burn......

Fortunately, the arrows of the Fei Qian's soldiers were not endless, and when the bow and arrow were attacking, some pikemen had already taken the opportunity to sweep away some obstacles in front of the camp, remove them, and sort out a large piece of the line that could provide an attack.

Under the order, the three hundred pikemen of the front army took advantage of the rain of arrows before the end and began to rush towards the camp, their task was actually simple, that is, to destroy the camp gate and open a gap for the follow-up troops.

Yu Fuluo glanced obliquely at the offensive state of Feiqian's troops, twisted his neck, and said to Hu Chuquan: "Let's also go up and see who breaks the camp first!" ”

Hu Chuquan laughed, slapped the horse forward, and shouted loudly: "Plow on top!" Surely we are the descendants of China! Come on, prepare the lasso! ”

Immediately, a group of Hu cavalry rushed out of the large array, without even using orders, and directly launched the Hu people's best method of rushing to the camp, suppressing it with bows and arrows, and then using a lasso to pull down the wooden wall of the camp......

The camp of the Baibo army was originally built relatively roughly, and under the pull of the Xiongnu's horse lasso, soon the wood began to skew, and it seemed that it would not be long before it was supported!

A handsome man rushed from the front line to Yang Feng's tent, and outside the tent he bowed in a panic to ask how to deal with it, Yang Feng immediately ordered all the troops mobilized to support the northern front of the battalion, and then carried and blocked the things that had been done before to the gap pulled out by the Hu people......

As for what precautions for Pingyang and so on, Yang Feng couldn't care about it at all at this time.

It's a pity that everything Yang Feng did was obviously in vain......

Under the simultaneous attack of Fuluo and Feiqian, the Bai Bo army could not resist at all, and seeing that the formation was about to collapse, the previous little marshal ran out of Yang Feng's big tent in the camp and cried: "Qu Shuai! Qu Shuai! I can't hold it anymore! I really can't hold it! What to do? What are we going to do?! ”

There was silence in the tent, and there was not a single sound.

"Yang Qushuai!"

Xiao Shuai pounced forward, pushed away the two Yang Feng guards who were guarding outside the tent, rushed into the tent to take a look, and immediately stood on the spot, only to see that the back of the big tent did not know when a big hole was cut, and there was no one in the tent, only the tent cloth that was opened fluttered slightly in the wind......