After throwing out the corpse and knocking down three or four enemy soldiers, the crazy Xu Erleng was like an angry brown bear, and he no longer ignored the wolf guards behind him who surrounded and killed the mud, and waved the long knife all the way to open and close, killing the guards of the mud, crying for his father and calling his mother, and he no longer had the intention of going to rescue his master. Until he watched that the armor was pierced by the double spear, Zhou Cang's hand rose and fell, and a good head rose to the sky with the blood that was sprinkled, and before it fell, it was provoked by Pei Yuanshao with a shot, turning in a circle and waving in all directions.

Seeing that the once invincible general of his own house was beheaded by the Xinghan army, the Xianbei cavalry who were still red-eyed just now retreated in fear, and they all retreated in fear, and they didn't know which strange scream, which evolved into a big rout, and even ignored the corpse that was leaked back to the mud, and fled to the camp gate.

And Zhang Liao, who has a keen sense of smell on the fighter, has long led Wu Huan and Huanglong to wait by a passage in a deep ditch in front of the enemy camp, wantonly slashing and killing the Xianbei cavalry who have no intention of fighting.

Wang Bo, who looked at the real Wang Bo from the top of the pass, saw that the time was ripe to harvest the spoils, and the Xianbei camp on the opposite side had no sign of a large number of cavalry gathering until now. With a wave of his hand, the horn of the charge sounded, and the Xinghan army, which had long been unable to hold back after the royal slave closed the trench, under the order of Liao Hua, the fierce tigers from the lower mountains rushed to the retreating Xianbei cavalry, chasing behind and constantly shooting out the ...... of arrows in the sky.

A hearty victory, killing more than 1,000 enemies, capturing 3,000 enemies, and hundreds of Xianbei soldiers trampled on each other. After the war, it was learned through interrogation: The military generals they killed in Zhou Cang were the famous generals in the clouds and even in the entire Xianbei clan, and he was also Budugen's own nephew, Wang Bo was happy for a while, and praised the invincibility of the wolf guard, and strengthened the belief in strengthening this iron army.

However, Zhou Cang and the others blushed to their necks, and understood in their hearts: This is the result of Xu Chu's concession. Everyone looked at each other, and they all secretly made up their minds in their hearts: next time, they must kill this face back with dignity.

At this time, Bu Dugen, who received the report, still had a somewhat confused expression, instantly sobered up, and after confirming it repeatedly, a mouthful of blood spurted out several feet, struggling to shake off Mei Ji beside him, and shouted at the herald soldier whose body was like chaff at the bottom: "Herald!" Tomorrow's attack! ”

That night, Huang Long and Wu Huan's wolf owl guard team was very depressed because they let Team A compare with each other in the daytime battle. As soon as he heard that Chen was pestering Wang Bo to death, and was going to take the turtle nest that the Xianbei people were stationed on the east bank of the river, he immediately shouted excitedly, and took turns to pestle Wang Bo one by one to pat his chest, and also pleaded Du Yuan, who had just joined the wolf owl, to grind hard and hard.

Du Yuan can be regarded as an old man in Xinghanzhai, he is more stable, Wang Bo usually commensurates him with a brother, and his face is relatively large, so he had to gather everyone to discuss the feasibility of this plan.

Everyone: Feasible! These days of day and night harassment made the thousands of Xianbei troops on the east coast exhausted and relaxed their vigilance at the beginning, and Budugen never sent anyone to replace them. The wall along the river, which had just been destroyed last night, had not been repaired due to insufficient wood. Harass more in the middle of the night tonight, and when the Xianbei people are the most sleepy and vigilant before dawn, they will definitely be able to take it in one fell swoop!

So, in the darkness before dawn, the camp on the east bank of the Xianbei River, which was exhausted and neglected to take precautions, was taken by the wolf-like Xinghan army.

When a group of soldiers who had lost their armor and had black faces retreated to the main camp in a gloomy manner, and Bu Dugen, who was still immersed in the grief of his nephew's tragic death, was expressionless on the surface, waving his hands and retreating, but in his heart he was more determined to break through the Imperial Slave Pass as soon as possible. Not only was he anxious to avenge the mud, but he was also anxious to end this damn day one day earlier, because Budugen had already faintly felt that a pessimistic war-weariness was beginning to spread among the army, especially the weak-willed Southern Huns. If it cannot be discharged in time, it will endanger the safety of the entire army.

Early the next morning, Budugen, who was holding back a bad breath, transferred the rear camp that had rested for the past few days, set up a position, drove countless Han slaves, and began the preparatory work before tackling the fortifications: filling the trenches under the imperial slave pass. A human tragedy that lasted for several days and days and nights officially kicked off.

Bu Dugen sat far away under his gorgeous big curtain, drinking the milk wine made by the Xianbei tribe, seemingly calm and calm, but his blood-red eyes revealed the anger in his heart at this time. But the quality of the clan leader for many years still allowed him to command the battle without slowness and steady progress.

Han slaves, numbering eight or nine thousand, were driven up, taking turns carrying bags of earth and stones, and dumping them into the trenches. The Xianbei knights, who suffered a loss last time and learned to be obedient this time, were mixed with the slaves running back and forth, constantly urging, and could prevent the Han slaves from escaping across the trench to the Imperial Slave Pass like last time.

Below are all their own compatriots, and the bed crossbow on the top of the gate can't shoot, and they can't reach the Xianbei people lined up in the distance. Seeing that the trench was filled in little by little, an assault was organized, and the Xianbei archers who were mixed among the slaves couldn't raise their heads under the rain of arrows, and injured more than a dozen people in vain, Wang Bo had no choice but to give up, just let Li Damu, Niu Da and a few other good archers shoot the Xianbei people in them if they are sure, but the results are few.

Some Han Chinese slaves tried to run, but they died after only one attempt. There were hundreds of young adults with pockets on their backs, and by the time they fled to the gate, there were only a dozen left, and most of them had several arrows stuck in their buttocks. At this point, no one dared to take risks anymore, and honestly under the scolding of the Xianbei people, they loaded and poured soil, and buried themselves in their own work.

Less than a day later, most of the bottomless trenches were filled in. In addition to hiding a lot of trapped horse pits and the Jingguan pile that has been dried, there is no obstacle to stop the footsteps of the Xianbei army.

At the time of Shen, Wang Bo received a request from Bu Dugen: he wanted to exchange cattle and sheep for the head of his nephew's return to the mud. After listening to the story of the Xianbei people who were beaten and had a blue nose and swollen face, Wang Bo was happy: This is a good thing? touched his chin with his hand, and immediately put forward his own conditions: 500 cattle and 1,000 war horses, and then return the 10,000 Han people!

The Xianbei messenger, who felt that he was very lucky, was immediately dumbfounded when he heard it: so dark? Are you pulling out when our war horse? A thousand horses to open your mouth?

Before he could react, he was slapped by Ping Han next to him, knocked out several yellow teeth, and scolded after the beating: "My family master asked, how dare you be silent?" Stupid? ”

"Don't be so rude! My Xing Han army is a reasonable person! After Wang Bo drank the retreat of the Han Dynasty, he smiled and asked him to tell Bu Dugen: In order to show the sincerity of the Xinghan army, Xinghan City added another ten catties of Xinghan small burning, which is worth hundreds of gold! After speaking, he asked him to take Chen Zhi to secretly drink the remaining half of the bamboo barrel wine and send it back.

Bu Dugen, who cursed the Xinghan army in the big tent, was wondering: Why did this little cub go for so long? Is it to take refuge in Hangou? Wasn't those guys pretty fast? Two of them were shot to death before they reached the gate, and one finally sat in the basket, and when they went up to the top, they were let go of the damned Xinghan Army and fell to death. Unlucky thing, I have to find a basket to compensate others! I don't know what trouble will happen this time?

But if you don't send it, it's not okay, it's not only his own nephew, but also a warrior in the minds of many Xianbei people, don't look back will make the people feel cold! And how can I see my brother Fu Luohan after I go back? ……。

Just about to send someone to go again, the messenger sent last time, holding a small bamboo tube, was carried in, Budugen took a deep breath, and asked the messenger who was almost unrecognizable: "Hard work! The result? ”

The messenger, who was not accustomed to talking toothlessly, tried to muffle a few nonsense words, and found that even he could not understand them. simply held the letter soaked in blood in his arms and the bamboo tube in his hand high, and the attendant on the side took it and handed it to Budugen.

Budugen, who knew a lot of Chinese characters, didn't wait to finish reading, so he threw the bamboo tube to the ground, and suddenly a strong aroma of wine rose in the big tent. Bu Dugen frowned and sucked his garlic-sized black hairy nose, thought for a while, and helplessly picked up the letter on the .......

After some bargaining, in the end, Bu Dugen gritted his teeth and exchanged hundreds of cattle and sheep, a hundred war horses, and 5,000 Han slaves to return the head of the mud. Xinghan Jun did not abuse his nephew's head, except for being picked into a one-eyed by a gun, the others were intact, and there was no short meat, and they really sent ten catties of Xinghan wine.

Seeing that the mud was dead and still had a one-eyed head open, Bu Dugen couldn't help but have red circles in his eyes, forcibly suppressed the hatred in his heart, and passed down the military order: the battalion retreated two miles back, and the 70,000 army was divided into two battalions, each battalion for one day, and took turns to tackle the fortifications.

Budugen seemed to be carried away by anger, and changed his cautious style in the past, and as soon as he started tackling the problem, the war reached a fever pitch.

Every three thousand men formed an attack wave, and every half an hour rushed upward, each besieging infantry could only advance, and those who retreated were beheaded on the spot. Only the Xianbei soldiers in charge of cavalry archery shot all the arrows and survived, so they had the opportunity to return to the rear to rest, waiting for the time when they were recruited into a team of thousands of people.

The long ladder, the door car made of sharp wood tied together, from the next day, has been transported up non-stop, a large number of Xianbei soldiers with big shields, small shields howling, stepping on the horse pit, to the slave pass. There were even more than a dozen shield carts with relatively strong protection in the middle, which were pushed under the ladder by the enemy soldiers shouting the trumpet to facilitate the nearby protection.

The cavalry is still the same, riding in a circle and constantly shooting arrows at the gate, but this time the arrows shot are much stronger than the last time. Don't look at the effect, just the momentum like a summer hail suddenly hitting a cabbage will make people stunned, but when the hail hits people's heads, it will only make a big bag, and the arrows of Xianbei people will kill people!

However, the killing effect of the Xinghan army on attacking the Xianbei people has increased more significantly.

In the hidden soldier cave in the middle of the wall, more than a dozen bed crossbows were installed, and one would be spit out every ten breaths, and they galloped down with a huge whistling sound and rushed into the attack formation of the Xianbei soldiers under the pass. Some of them have a series of soldiers, and they have become veritable "human flesh skewers", and some have crashed into the shield cart, and the shield cart tied with hemp rope and rattan looks quite strong, but it is relative to the arrows, and when they encounter a powerful flying spear, it is difficult to escape the fate of being torn apart.

In order to increase the gliding ability of the flying spear, it will not fly down from the high wall and fall headlong into the ground. After experimentation, Wang Bo ingeniously added a tail fin made of peeled dead horse skin or thin wood chips to the tail, so that the power of the bed crossbow to shoot spears was multiplied.

Every group of Xianbei soldiers who attacked frantically had to go through multiple trials and tribulations. Only the luckiest and bravest Xianbei soldiers are qualified to climb to the top of the pass and accept the challenge of the spear and shield soldiers of the Xinghan army.

At the beginning of the charge, the spears were raging, although the dead and wounded looked miserable, and they did not leave a corpse when they died, but the number of dead and wounded was not many after all, except for the bulky shield cart and the door crashing car, the organic spirit people could still dodge, although it was not common, but it gave people hope.

When you rush to the close of the wall, you can understand what it means to avoid it. The arrows thrown from the lower caves were denser than raindrops. "Bang bang bang" was constantly inserted into the shield above the head of the Xianbei soldier, and if he was careless, his exposed shoulders and thighs were hit, causing a miserable scream. Those who are seriously injured will be explained, and those who are lightly injured can only have a chance to survive if they grit their teeth and continue to rush. However, most of the fallen here were cavalry.

Rush forward to the bottom of the pass, which is relatively safe, as long as you can avoid the large stones in the basin that fall from the cave in the upper part of the wall from time to time, and be careful not to be hit by your companions who fall down the ladder. Therefore, after two or three waves of attack, the surviving Xianbei soldiers gathered here and continued to climb up the ladder that had been built. As for the bulky door-slamming car, the wheels made with the rough technique of the Xianbei people were not bad if they didn't fall apart halfway, and the few cars that arrived at the gate turned into a burning fire with a few barely a few strokes.

Before reaching the top of the pass, most of the Xianbei soldiers who took the last road of death avoided falling rocks, but they were powerless against the uncertain guns, spears, hooks and sickles and other weapons in the top two layers of hidden soldiers. When they arrived here, the warriors who finally climbed up turned into dumplings one by one in the pot, and some were injured and fell screaming; Some jumped off in fright because they had nowhere to dodge, while others held the spears stuck in their chests and abdomen, screaming and dying with them.

Hideous faces, different miserable scenes, arrows and spears everywhere...... In this blood-soaked land, a killing scene is formed that people can't bear to look at. Even the birds that occasionally passed by on the top of the gate in the past were so frightened by this bloody breath that they stayed in the nest obediently and did not dare to make a sound.

A five-hour battle of merit and defense finally ended when the Xianbei army was unable to follow, leaving the ground full of chaos. The Xianbei people who received the order to retreat were pardoned, and even crawled to the ground and the tide receded, without even bothering to bring back the corpses of their comrades.

Wang Bo looked at the human tragedy in front of him, for a long time, took a deep breath, forced the desire to vomit in his body, gritted his teeth and said to Niu Da who was waiting behind him: "Go!" Be careful! Niu Da led the boat and began his harassment journey again.

Turning around and walking towards the pass, he gave an order to the side: Inform General Liao to transfer all the defenders of Yuhu Pass, leaving the scout battalion and hundreds of reserve troops to guard the pass. At the same time, Yang Feng was ordered to assemble auxiliary troops, and he must rush to the Imperial Slave Pass to stand by tomorrow, and the coolie battalion will be detained from tomorrow, and those who are found to be wrongdoers will be killed immediately.

The Xinghan Army has undergone the greatest test since the founding of the army, and has successfully persevered. The casualties of nearly 1,000 also made Wang Bo determined: he had to end this tragic killing as soon as possible, and perhaps it was a good tactic to take the initiative to attack. It's done, there has been no war since then, and if it is defeated, it's a big deal to defend it to the end! If it continues to be consumed like this, it can only squeeze out the vitality of Xinghan City little by little. If you want to open up the clouds and Shuofang? That's just the moon in the water, the wealth in the dream.

In the Xianbei people's tent, Bu Dugen, whose eyes were red and his face was blue, stared at the little leader who was reporting the casualties underground, and the order to continue the attack at night ended without a problem. I faintly regretted my hasty decision in my heart, but I had to send it when the arrow was ready, and now it was difficult to ride a tiger: would it be possible to let the heads of thousands of warriors who died in battle today become Jingguan under the Imperial Slave Pass?