The wind blew, the war horses roared, and the strong men went out to meet the enemy.

Dingxiang Biansai is quiet and looks so peaceful, but this is the bridgehead of the Han Dynasty's war against the Xiongnu, the Great Wall stretches from the small mountains in the west to the east, which is left by the Qin Dynasty, who has been resisting the Xiongnu invasion for a hundred years.

Tonight, he was still lying quietly, still watching quietly, and the horizon was no longer visible in the grassland opposite.

Wei Qing asked Ruoyao to lead 5,000 cavalry out of Dingxiang as the vanguard.

Such a situation of leading the army alone has been accustomed to Ruoyao's career as a horseman.

The five thousand raiders jumped out of the Dingxiang Gate, and there was no sound except the sound of horses' hooves.

They wore ghost masks and steel armor, which made people shudder to look at the night, and the spears in their hands sometimes rubbed against the horses' armor to make a very harsh sound, devouring people's hearts.

Huo Quzhi rode the Baiyun Dragon Horse very fast, and left Wei Qing of the Chinese army behind as soon as he slipped away, and looked at the single-hook gun in his hand as he ran, and his face was full of votes to do him well tonight.

The night of the grassland darkens very quickly, once it gets dark, it is an endless black hole, and if you are not careful, you will go in the wrong direction, Huo Quzhi looked at the darkness all around, for fear of getting lost.

But in Ruoyao's eyes, the night grassland march is actually the easiest, and the only way to determine the direction he wants to go.

The team's attack speed was very fast, because Wei Qing had already instructed before setting off that he was not allowed to bring anything other than murderous things in this battle, and he only brought one meal of rations, so it could be regarded as a light car and a fast horse.

"If the general, if the general ......"

Suddenly, a captain at the rear of the large team came on a horse, and then rode on his war horse and reported: "Hey, general, the speed is too fast, and some people can't keep up with the follow-up, and some of the war horses are so tired that they are foaming at the mouth." After saying that, the captain looked anxious.

Ruo Yao's brows tightened after hearing this, and the reason of the soldier's speed kept spinning in her mind.

She looked up at the grassland sky where she could occasionally see a star and the endless grassland black hole and said: "No matter, order the troops, let me run all that I can, and if I can't keep up, I will climb slowly to the orphan depression." With that, with a wave of his hand, the steel cavalry behind him continued to gallop forward.

"Sister, sister, if you really can't do it, just take a rest." In fact, Huo Quzhi had already found out that a war horse had fallen just now, but he didn't know what was going on, and now that he thought about it, it turned out that the horse had run out of class.

After listening to Huo Quai's words, Ruoyao sneered and then shook her head and said, "Have you arranged the affairs of the front camp?" ”

Ruoyao was also considered a quasi-aunt in Huo Quai's eyes, so she put away her bohemian smile and said, "General Ruo, the front camp has been arranged, and if you go to the end of the crime, you are willing to take the head as a guarantee." After speaking, he began to mutter: Fan Muzhu must take care of the rear Luo, don't have an accident. Anyway, everything is counting on Fan Muzhu.

Ruoyao knows history well, and Huo Quai's battle will definitely come to the fore: "Go to the sick, it's no better than you taking a few Yulin troops to catch a few traitors and kill a few assassins!" ”

Ruoyao pulled the reins of the horse rope as she spoke, and then said loudly to Huo Quzhi while running: "The march and battle are all about speed, especially when fighting against the Huns, speed is the king, speed is the fighter, and the slow fighter is fleeting." ”

Velocity? This really doesn't have much place in Huo Quzhi's mind, although he has been familiar with military books since he was a child, he has been exposed to the art of formation, siege, counterinsurgency, and counterinsurgency, although he knows the importance of speed in a military operation, but it does not account for much proportion in his mind, because he has never been in contact with a clansman on horseback like the Huns.

Under the grassland, there is a black hole, only the sound of the thunderbolt horse team running, and occasionally you can see a few torches moving quickly, this torch is the necessary guide for the grassland march, they are the target guides specially trained by the flying general Li Guang, they are familiar with even a small hill in the Monan grassland, and they can especially find the target accurately at night.

The fast horses galloped, the horizon began to whiten, but at this time, the target guides all extinguished the torches, and the speed of the large team began to slow down slowly.

"If you are a general, the general has an order, and you can fight quickly." Out of the Moli Hill ahead is the orphan depression of the grassland.

The generals followed the gesture of the target guide soldier to look over, but it was pitch black and couldn't see anything, Huo Quzhi looked and looked directly, his eyes were empty and he couldn't see anything in front of him, he only felt that there was a trace of cool breeze in front of him.

"The order will go down, and the number of people counted by each department ......"

Ruoyao's order gave the soldiers who had been running all night a chance to rest, some of them dismounted and sat on the spot, some began to arrange the armor of their horses, some began to prepare bows and prepare for battle, and several leaders also began to count their personnel.

At this time, Ruoyao led the vanguard and quickly headed towards Mo Lishan under the leadership of the leader of the target guide army.

Seeing Ruoyao leaving, Huo Qubing suddenly remembered Qi Dong and Long Dongqiang, he rode the Baiyun Dragon Horse to look in the dark team, but he didn't dare to shout loudly, because the whole team didn't have any sound except for the sound of the generals counting the number of people, so Huo Qubing didn't dare to make a mistake, after all, this was a battlefield.

After a circle, Qi Donglong Dongqiang disappeared as if out of thin air, and there was no .......

"Hey, General Ruo." An adjutant general wearing heavy iron armor walked up to Ruoyao and reported: "There are two thousand people left." ”

Two thousand! After listening to this, Huo Quzhi was very surprised, and the attrition was too fast, 5,000 people came out of the jam, and there were more than 2,000 fewer people just after running for one night, and the Qi Donglong Dongqiang to which he belonged was also gone.

At this moment, there was a neighing sound of horses from the team, breaking the entire grassland, Ruoyao was shocked, you must know that this time is the most taboo like this, if you are accidentally discovered by the Hun spies, it will be troublesome.

Everyone went in the direction of the horse's barking, only to see a white war horse lying on the ground panting, foaming at the mouth, a soldier wearing iron armor on the side kept stroking the head of the war horse, and another soldier quickly took off the iron armor and steel hood on the war horse, and his eyes revealed anxiety and anxiety.

"General, the army is in urgent need of adjustment, and many war horses are tired from running for a long time." The lieutenant added.

Ruoyao looked at Huo Qubing on the side, and then looked at the white horizon, he could vaguely see the grassland, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, the air was so clear, and then said: "You can't rest, slow down, adjust as you go." ”

"No!"

"General Ruo." Huo Quzhi looked at the few war horses whose mouths were foaming at the mouth, and was very distressed: "Just adjust it on the spot for a while!" ”

"Isn't slowing down and adjusting while walking an adjustment?" Ruoyao pulled the horse rope after saying with a serious face, and the horse walked forward slowly while grazing.

At that moment, a mighty team of horses quietly and slowly walked towards the orphan depression .......