(This chapter was not well written last night, and it was changed a lot in the morning, as long as it involves the plot of the main general of the right army of the Wuhuan army.) ）

The right army of the Wuhuan army camp has 3,000 cavalry, 100 and 60 camp tents, and more than 300 stables. The camp is arranged in a circular shape and is custom-made for the camp of a nomadic tribe. From time to time, there are rangers patrolling in front of the camp tent, and the watchtower in front of the camp appears short, far less than the tall tower in the Central Plains military camp.

The cavalry stormed the barracks, and there was no need for people to move forward to solve the guards in front of the door, just charge directly into battle.

The moon is not very bright tonight, but it is not dim either. Under the moonlight, the darkness pressed a piece of Han army elite cavalry, the formation was rigorous, the atmosphere was solemn, and it was extremely quiet.

Qin Cheng slowly pulled out the ring head knife, as if slowing down.

Behind Qin Cheng, three thousand soldiers quietly waited for Qin Cheng to issue an order to rush and kill. Three thousand pairs of eyes, six thousand eyes, gathered on Qin Cheng.

It's quiet and scorching.

From the time they learned that the hussar captain Qin Cheng had returned to the camp, all the sergeants in the barracks, especially the cavalry, were shocked, if nothing else, because Qin Cheng had led them thousands of miles to attack the desert under extremely unfavorable conditions, and killed nearly half of the 10,000 Hun horsemen. Therefore, a kind of understanding has been faintly formed in their hearts: as long as the hussar captain is there, it will not be difficult to win the battle. After receiving the order to raid tonight, these cavalrymen had a fire burning in their hearts, and they knew that tonight's battle would be enjoyable!

I don't know which war horse snorted, it was like a signal that kicked off the battle tonight.

Qin Cheng's long knife was led forward, and the military order was only one word: "Kill!" ”

The quiet night was finally broken by the sound of horses' hooves like the raging sea, the sleeping birds were suddenly awakened, and flew out of the branches in panic, the sand and dust suddenly rose, and the murderous aura burst out, and the three thousand cavalry approached the right army camp of the Wuhuan army.

Rushing all the way, only the horse's hooves sounded suddenly, and the shouts of the soldiers were not heard.

The war horse that was rushing forward gasped for breath and sniffed from time to time.

Qin Cheng took the lead, and the thousand soldiers beside him held the reins in their left hands, held the bow in their right hands, and stared at the Wuhuan army camp close at hand, following Qin Cheng closely. The next two thousand sergeants also carried the reins in their left hands, and the long knives in their right hands were cold and fierce.

The distance of one mile was only enough for the cavalry to carry the horses up quickly.

"Bow!"

Qin Cheng drank.

The 1,000 soldiers did not squint, released the reins with their left hand, changed the longbow from their right hand to their left hand, and at the same time drew an iron arrow from the quiver on the side of the horse, put it on the longbow, and aimed the crosshair at the Wuhuan defenders in the Wuhuan military camp in front of them.

After a thousand soldiers made such a move, Qin Cheng's order sounded without interruption.

"Arrows!"

The sound of the shouting order exploded in the air, and the five hundred iron arrows that were ready to fire immediately flew into the air, making a terrifying "boom" sound, and slammed into the camp of the Wuhuan army!

The Wuhuan defenders around the gate of the camp heard the movement of the Han army's attack, and hurriedly warned in surprise, and when they looked back at the enemy army in the dark night, they only felt that the phantom in the night sky flickered, and the iron arrows were inserted into themselves!

Before they died, these night warriors were still complaining about why the rangers outside had not sent a signal before!

The Han army fired three volleys, and 3,000 iron arrows were planted into the Wuhuan camp, and the iron arrows either harvested the lives of the Wuhuan night sergeants, or knocked over the brazier and flew into the sparks. After that, with Qin Cheng's order, everyone had long knives in their hands, and rushed into the barracks almost without any barrier.

The defensive measures of the Wuhuan Right Army and those sergeants on duty at night did not have the slightest effect in front of the Han army's elite cavalry that suddenly appeared, and their vitality was as fragile as an ant.

Qin Cheng split a Wuhuan sergeant in front of him who tried to block him with his flesh and blood in half, and the horse's speed did not affect the slightest and rushed towards another knight who tried to escape but tripped to the ground without knowing something, the horse's hooves ruthlessly stepped on his back, crushing his internal organs, and then squeezing out his body and turning into a blurred mass of flesh and blood.

When Qin Cheng slashed the two panicked Wuhuan defenders, Ji Zhufeng generally swept past him, rushed forward without stopping, and led his subordinate sergeants straight to the camp tents one by one.

Some of the Wuhuan knights who heard the warning put on their armor, and some ran out of the camp before they even put on their armor. However, as soon as he got out of the camp tent, before he had time to see the things in front of him, his head was cut off and flew out with Ji Zhu and others, and the blood was sprinkled on the white camp tent in an instant, dyeing the camp tent a bewitching red!

The firelight began to amplify, the screams began to amplify, and the chaos began to amplify! Lines are formed by points, and surfaces are formed by lines, and spread in turn.

Ji Zhu suffered a loss at the hands of the Wuhuan cavalry yesterday, and this time he held back his strength, and as soon as he rushed into the Wuhuan military camp, he began to take revenge frantically! He took his subordinates with him, and the goal was very clear, that is, military tents. Because there are undoubtedly the most people in the military tent, and the knight who has just rushed out of the military tent has no combat power in front of the cavalry!

Ji Zhu didn't let these knights have a chance to lead the horses, blocked them in front of the tents one by one, and completely blocked their way to the stables to lead the horses! By the way, he burned down the camp tent and ran to the next goal!

When the heavily ridden Qin Halberd picked off one after another Wuhuan knights who had no war horses, this night attack became a hearty massacre!

At the same time, Ma Dashan led people straight to the right army stable, smashed the stable, according to Qin Cheng's prior military order, no matter what method Ma Dashan used, he must not let the war horse in the stable fall into the hands of the Wuhuan knight!

As long as the Wuhuan knights don't have war horses, in front of the elite cavalry of the Han army, their combat effectiveness is not even as good as that of ordinary foot soldiers!

Of course, there were also some Wuhuan knights who were fast or had their tents relatively close to the stables, and soon after the Han army rushed into the barracks, they stepped on their horses and faced the Han army. But these knights are at an absolute disadvantage in terms of numbers in the face of the elite cavalry of the Han army like a flood of beasts, and they are in a hurry to meet the battle, even if there are a few Wuhuan knights who are quite brave, they can't change the overall situation, and they are gradually submerged in the cavalry formation of the Han army!

If the camp cannot organize an effective counterattack in time to stabilize the situation, then it will not take long for the situation to fall one-sided.

And to organize a revolt to stabilize the situation, you need a chief general in the army.

The commander of the right army was a battlefield general, named Chamur, and when he heard the first sound of the warning horn, he woke up from his sleep, put on armor and swords, and went out of the camp with a complete set of movements - extremely skillful.

Cha Mu Er rushed out of the military tent, and when he saw the scene in front of him, he couldn't help but gasp.

The tent began to burn, and countless black shadows rampaged through the camp like ghosts, chasing after his men and cutting off their heads. He heard the ghostly laughter, and he heard the howls of his own men—voices he didn't want to hear in his life!

He never thought that the Han army would come to attack the camp tonight! Because King Wuhuan's military order is to recharge his energy tonight and fight tomorrow!

"Wait, the Han army has come in, I'll wait...... How should we retreat from the enemy? The adjutant general of the right army finally picked up a life from the elite cavalry formation of the Han army, and at this time he stumbled to the front of the main general's tent, and his voice couldn't help but tremble.

"What's the panic?" Cha Muer scolded the deputy general sharply, and when he saw that his body couldn't help trembling, he suddenly became angry, kicked him over, and scolded "waste".

At this time, several of Cha Mu'er's personal soldiers had already brought his war horse over, although the camp was suddenly attacked by the Han army and began to be chaotic, but at this time it was not yet out of control, Cha Mu'er's personal soldiers were all elite, and they knew what to do at this time.

Cha Mu turned over his horse, glanced at the twenty or thirty personal soldiers gathered around him, shouted, and took the lead in rushing towards the Han army.

"Steady, steady!" While rushing to kill, Cha Mu'er shouted to the surrounding sergeants, "Those who retreat will not be killed!" Wait for the return of Bendu and drive the Han army out of the camp! ”

"Go back with the capital and drive the Han army out of the camp!"

Chamur's own soldiers shouted in unison.

At this time, they must let the Wuhuan soldiers in the camp know that the main general will charge to the Han army, and the main general will order everyone to rush to the Han army, only in this way can they have a chance to stabilize their position.

Qin Cheng rushed left and right in the barracks, and had killed no less than fifteen Wuhuan knights, but he did not encounter a single soldier who could fight, even if there were occasional individual elite soldiers, they were rushed up by the personal soldiers around him and chopped them up with him.

The army rushed to kill very smoothly, but Qin Cheng still felt that something was missing, when he saw the hundred or so Wuhuan cavalry rushing towards him in front of him, especially when he saw the leader of the generals who were still shouting, he knew what was missing.

Qin Cheng's long knife pointed proudly at the hundreds of Wuhuan cavalry who rushed over on the opposite side, and shouted: "Kill!" ”

"Kill!" Cha Mu's movements were the same as Qin Cheng's.

The hedge between these two cavalry is the first hedge between the Han army and the Wuhuan cavalry tonight.

Qin Cheng faced the fungus, and the ring knife in his hand was close to the throat of the fungus, and when the ear was blocked by the knife, he was forced by Qin Cheng's strength to lean back to avoid it.

The two horses staggered past, each rushing into the other army's formation, slashing and slashing.

After a charge, the losses on both sides are not small, the main general against the main general, the pro-soldier against the pro-soldier, this is a battle between the absolute elite! However, the battle between the elites, the result was no different, and more than 100 people fell forever in the rushing formation.

And because of the large number of cavalry behind Qin Cheng, the hundred or so cavalry that Cha Muer hurriedly gathered were killed by hundreds of cavalry in a burst, and there were few left.

Cha Muer saw that there were few cavalry left around him, but he didn't have the slightest timidity, he who already had a wound on his back roared, and gave a military order to the cavalry around him for the last time: "Kill!" ”

The few remaining Wuhuan cavalry roared and rushed over.

Qin Cheng didn't speak, and patted his horse to meet him.

The horses of the two armies staggered again, and before they could rush out a few steps, Cha Mu'er's body shook and he got off his horse.

Qin Cheng glanced at Cha Mu on the ground and knew that the success of tonight's attack on the camp was a foregone conclusion.

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Qin Cheng asked Li Dang to lead people to charge into battle, and their task was to kill him from the gate of the barracks to the back of the barracks, create chaos as much as possible, and disrupt the formation of the Wuhuan army.

By the time Li Kang had already passed through most of the barracks, the entire Wuhuan right army camp had become a pot of porridge, if the Wuhuan army still had the will to resist when Fang rushed into the barracks, then after the situation was completely controlled by the Han army, these sergeants were left to flee for their lives.

For if you do not flee, you will die.

The camp tent at the rear of the camp of the right army is still intact, because the Han army has not yet killed here, but the Wuhuan sergeant here saw that the sergeants in the front barracks were all defeated and ran over, one by one they were extremely embarrassed, and many people were covered in blood and screamed in pain! In this situation, the feeling of fear was contagious.

When the Han army's elite cavalry rushed to kill, there was no one shouting or shouting to kill, they were like a group of silent grim reapers, coldly harvesting the lives of the Wuhuan soldiers.

The sergeants in the rear of the right army camp were first disorganized by their comrades who had fled back, and then they saw countless Han cavalry coming over, and finally gave up the idea of going to block the attack in fear, and began to flee to the Chinese army camp with the sergeants who had retreated earlier.

Passion is contagious, and fear is even more contagious, especially on this dark night, when everyone is not mentally prepared for it, facing a group of silent and cold-blooded killing gods.

Fear destroys fighting spirit, and if there is no fighting spirit, can you still fight?

Three thousand Han cavalry rushed into the camp, let go of their hands and feet to kill for a while, beheaded countless people, burned countless camp tents, and disabled countless war horses, and then followed the defeated Wuhuan army, with the momentum of inverted bead curtains, and killed the camp of the Wuhuan army!

"Kill!"

In the firelight, Qin Cheng raised his long knife, led forward, and said coldly.

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