And so the first wave ended, the death shots.

The Han army had an overwhelming advantage in momentum, and no one could escape this dense wave of shooting.

In the desert steppe warfare that is wide and without any wall obstacles, the role of bows and crossbows is very obvious and important.

Even if he dodged this powerful shot, his heart had collapsed.

The Han cavalry in the third row of the formation saw that the Hun soldiers were approaching, and immediately pulled out a stick two meters long.

That's right, two meters,

Ruoyao saw it very clearly, because the guard next to Wei Qing also had one in his hand.

Isn't this a burning stick? A two-meter-long stick for a spear?

But it turned out that Ruoyao's worries were unnecessary.

The soldier pointed the two-meter-long iron rod in front of him, and suddenly another two meters appeared from the tip of the stick.

And the front part of the emerging part also has a gun blade and red tassels.

Shrink the spear!

In peacetime, it is used as a stick, carrying things or something, and in wartime, it is a weapon.

The wisdom of the ancients is endless.

The Han iron cavalry and the Hun cavalry were in close combat.

Wei Qing was like an old man playing chess, standing on the top of the mountain and watching everything that happened below.

The only change is the expression of the face, sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling, sometimes worried.

This is the style of a general who is strategizing and winning thousands of miles away.

The Hun soldiers were indeed vulnerable, they had just been swallowed by the crossbow, and before they could ease their senses, they saw the Han iron cavalry sweeping like the autumn wind, and they were so frightened that they turned their horses and ran.

The Hun soldiers were dispersing, and Wei Qing still had a satisfied smile on his face after all.

And Ruoyao also breathed a long sigh of relief, where did this Wei Qing get his confidence and courage?

Wei Qing took off the sheep cotton gloves in his hand and said with a smile: "Is it strange? A rabble, look at what makes you nervous, it's not the regular army, it's all people from various tribes who have come in temporarily. ”

"Temporary?" Ruoyao shook her cloak.

Wei Qing took the water bladder from the horse's back and took a sip, then tasted it for a long time, and saw that Ruoyao was still staring at him, so he threw the water bladder over.

Ruoyao, who took the water bladder, asked while twisting the lid, "Aren't there regular troops?" With that, he took a sip.

After this mouthful, I only felt a cool breath running from the throat to my stomach, and then my whole body became hot.

"Ah...... Good wine, fine national cellar. Ruoyao had a long aftertaste, and the chill in her whole body was instantly forced out.

Wei Qing took back the water bladder, twisted the lid and said, "It seems that you have a good amount of wine." ”

Ruoyao waved her hand and said, "Just kidding, I used to accompany the guests of our bureau chief, and one person overturned a table." ”

Wei Qing frowned: "Director? ”

Yes, tell him that these farts are useless, Ruoyao said: "Eh, Tun Chief." ”

"Oh good! I hope we have a chance to drink together. After Wei Qing finished speaking, he said to the guards on the side: "Bring the general's frost spear!" ”

"No!"

The frost Ling gun is Wei Qing's weapon to kill the enemy, and it was once given by a master.

Ride on your warhorse,

Wei Qing rushed down the hill with the last of his guards and rushed towards the enemy.

This mirror image reminded Ruoyao of Zhao Yun in the armor of the dragon, and saw the perseverance and vicissitudes from the back.

……

The Hun cavalry was stunned by the sudden counterattack.

As Wei Qing analyzed, this army was put together by seven tribes.

Most of them are just ordinary herdsmen like the villagers who farm in the villages of Dahan.

The first wave of crossbow fire had already made the vast majority of people fearful.

This faced the death charge of the Han army's iron cavalry like a rainbow, and their inner defense line was torn apart.

Some of the tribal generals are retreating in order to keep their tribesmen.

As long as one tribe withdraws, then there is a second and third .......

Han of the aristocratic head territory saw that the cavalry who had just rushed over turned his head and ran back, and he was so angry that he drew his sword and roared: "Rush, rush, run back again, Lao Tzu cut you, hurry, rush." After saying that, he really hacked to death two soldiers who ran back.

"General Gamma, why are you leading people back again?"

Tuhan saw that the little general of the leader of a tribe was running back with the people of the tribe, so he angrily stepped forward and questioned.

Gamma was pale, he was just a tribal chief officer in charge of security, equivalent to a modern public security chief, and the regular armed forces under his command were only three hundred sergeants, how could he have seen this ten thousand people fighting in a big array.

In order to rescue, the leader of Gamma gathered 2,000 male herdsmen of the tribe, but he never expected to encounter the main force of the Han army.

Faced with Tuhan's questioning, Gamma was first unhappy: "What is a small Han army, obviously it is the main force, there are more than 10,000 people, you still lied to the leader of Wu'er, and you didn't quickly report to the king of Zuogu Li (Yi Zhixie)." ”

Yes, the main force.

Tuhan had told the tribes that a small group of Han army reconnaissance teams had entered the grassland, but now they had encountered the main force.

Seeing that Gamari ignored Tuhan and slipped away with the tribesmen, the other two tribal generals who were hesitant just now also gave the herdsmen behind him a look, and then slipped away on horseback.

The battlefield was literally a mountain of horses in an instant.

At this point,

Wei Qing with 5,000 iron cavalry had already rushed into the Hun army and went on a killing spree.

They were like bamboos, like autumn wind sweeping away leaves, and they were pushing towards Tuhan's side.

Something is wrong,

Tuhan reluctantly rode on his war horse and ran.

The original dream of being the king is in vain.

……

Wei Qing and his soldiers have already killed the red eyes and chased after them.

"Luo Shan, order the whole army to chase ten miles, and then you can return."

"No!"

Poor Kou Mo chases, although this is just a group of rabble, but maybe the regular guys are rushing here, they can't stay for a long time, they have to fight quickly, and Malier runs away.

"Wang Qilin, organize forces to clean up the battlefield, except for arrows, food, and necessary cold supplies, don't do anything else, be fast." After Wei Qing finished speaking, he continued to run forward as soon as the reins were pulled.

Wang Qilin organized a reserve of 2,000 people, which was actually some wounded and people with limited mobility to clean up the battlefield.

There is a saying in modern times, there is no gun, there is no cannon, the enemy makes it for us.

Now that I think about it, in fact, as early as a thousand years ago, the ancestors had already summed it up.

On the march to fight, everything is consumed, and these Huns undoubtedly brought security.

It seems that Wei Qing's tactics of using war to nourish war and strategic level of fighting to nourish war are both very good.

The harvest of this battle is indeed not small,

Herdsmen, each with a few days' worth of dry food and a dozen arrows.

Half an hour ago, the valley was full of blood, and in less than half an hour it had returned to a deathly silence.

War, indeed, terrible.

Corpses were all over the ground, rivers of blood were flowing, and several eagles were hovering low altitude, and they could already smell blood.

Who can be an outsider to war?

"Hey, what's the point of standing stupidly, quick, let's see if they have any food on them or something." Wang Qilin saw that Ruoyao was stupid, so he stepped forward and asked mysteriously: "Go to Dragon City, are you sure that only you know?" ”