When Zhao Dan and the ministers of Zhao State were still deploying troops in Handan City, thousands of miles away on the northern border of Zhao State, there was already wolf smoke everywhere.

Somewhere on the east side of the Yinshan Mountain Range.

Bands of Hun cavalry crossed the Great Wall of Zhao, ignoring the wolf smoke lit on the beacons, and marched all the way south.

The autumn prairie is suitable for the gallop of the cavalry, the Hun cavalry is very cheerful with the bow and arrow in their hands roaring wildly, and countless horse hooves roll up billowing smoke and dust on the ground, covering the sky and the sun, which is daunting.

These Huns had large heads, strong bodies, long and powerful arms, short legs and feet, deep sunken eye sockets, flat noses, curly and dirty hair on their heads, short leather coats on their upper bodies, leather trousers with a crotch on their lower bodies, leather hats on their heads, and leather boots on their feet.

Leading this cavalry team of nearly 1,000 people was a Hun commander, who galloped on his horse and shouted to a Hun centurion beside him: "Take your team of 100 people and go and bring me that eye-catching beacon!" ”

What the commander pointed to was the beacon tower that the Hun cavalry had just passed.

The Hun centurion answered, and directly led dozens of cavalry to hula and separated from the queue, and walked towards the beacon platform that was still billowing smoke not far away.

Even though the beacon tower on the Great Wall seemed to be in front of him, the centurion and his subordinates still galloped for more than a quarter of an hour before they came to the foot of the mountain where the beacon tower was located.

The centurion gave an order, and many Hun cavalry jumped off their horses in hula, leaving only a few people to guard the mountain, and the rest of the people drew their swords at their waists and rushed towards the mountain.

On this mountain peak in front of the Huns, the winding Great Wall of Zhao stands proudly, like a giant dragon across the northern border of the entire Zhao State, when you see it, you can't help but have a feeling that you are too small.

However, Zhao's northern border was too long, and even with a defense line as miraculous as the Great Wall, it could not resist the southward advance of the Huns.

A group of Huns climbed the mountain with a grin, which was a very new experience for them.

The mountain was not too high, so after another quarter of an hour, the Hun cavalry approached the beacon.

"Kill!" Dozens of Hun cavalry shouted whimper-whimper, while holding their swords in their hands, and rushed into the beacon tower in a chaotic manner.

However, to the disappointment of these Hun cavalrymen, there was no one in the beacon tower.

But judging from everything in the messy beacon tower, it is obvious that the soldiers of the Zhao army stationed here were in a hurry when they retreated.

Several more Hun cavalry rushed to the top of the beacon, but there was nothing but a pile of firewood emitting billowing smoke.

"Centurion, the people of Zhao have all run away!"

"****, Zhao Guoren who are afraid of death!" The Hun centurion was very unhappy, kicked the wooden case in front of him, and then screamed in pain, jumped on one leg on the ground a few times before recovering, and almost fell.

Looking at his subordinates who were all holding back laughter, the centurion didn't get angry, and went up directly to several subordinates and kicked them violently: "Laugh, laugh again!" ”

After finally venting his anger, the Hun centurion glanced at the many furnishings in front of him, and a hideous look flashed in his eyes: "The people of Zhao thought they would be finished if they ran away?" Set a fire and burn it all down! ”

Moments later, a puff of billowing smoke and skyrocketing fire engulfed the beacon.

The centurion scolded and led his men out of the beacon tower and walked down the mountain.

Someone asked, "Centurion, why don't you search the neighborhood?" Those Zhao people must not be able to run far. ”

The centurion glared angrily at his subordinates who had the idea: "Search for a fart!" What is the life of a few Zhao people? If we don't catch up with the big army earlier, we won't have our share of the livestock and food and women we grabbed at that time, how can we survive the winter? ”

As soon as winter was mentioned, almost all the Huns invariably accelerated the pace of descending the mountain.

In fact, the reason why the Huns went south this time was because of this damn Winter Master.

In the winter of 260 B.C., when the Qin and Zhao countries were fighting fiercely in Changping, the nomads on the northern desert plateau also ushered in the most difficult winter in the past ten years.

Last winter's temperature was even colder than ever, and a large number of Xiongnu livestock and people were frozen and starved to death under the severe cold.

This has had a great impact on the lives of the Huns this year.

In order to recover, going south to loot is a direct and necessary choice, don't forget that on the plateau, Donghu, Linhu and even the sworn enemies of the Huns are eyeing it.

Under such circumstances, Hugh Lishan made the decision to move the whole army south.

In fact, the centurion's thousand-man squad was already the last group of Xiongnu troops to go south, and before them, thousands of Huns had already invaded Zhao from different parts of the Great Wall defense line and began to burn and loot.

According to Hughly Shan Yu's order, each army could plunder freely for seven days after going south, and after seven days, it had to assemble with the main army.

Under such circumstances, every minute and every second is quite precious for these Hun soldiers, and naturally there is no time to engage in any large-scale hunting.

Due to the delay of almost half an hour, the hundreds of Hun cavalry led by the commander had already disappeared from the horizon.

Although it was said that it was in vain, when he went down the mountain, the Hun centurion looked back at the beacon platform that had been completely shrouded in firelight, and he still couldn't help but have a trace of the pleasure of destruction in his heart.

At the foot of the mountain was in front of them, and the Huns were only two or three hundred paces away from their horses.

It was at this time that a dense sound of horses' hooves suddenly sounded.

The Hun cavalry subconsciously looked in the direction where the sound of horses' hooves came, and then their faces changed wildly.

"It's not good, it's the cavalry of the Zhao Kingdom!"

Hundreds of Zhao cavalry suddenly rushed out from another bend at the foot of the mountain and came towards these Huns.

When the Hun centurion saw this cavalry of the Zhao State, which was far superior to his own, he shouted in his heart, and while pulling his legs and running towards the place where the horses were at the bottom of the mountain, he shouted loudly: "Quick, escape!" ”

"Whoosh!"

Before the Hun centurion's shouting was over, a sharp arrow pierced the air and pierced the Hun centurion's throat with great accuracy.