Chapter 108: Assault (3)

The chariot has never been an insured fortress of war.

In addition, he was running wildly at night and couldn't see the ground clearly, so when Yunlang's chariot team crushed the hundred and ten Hun cavalry into minced meat, his chariot also lost four of them.

These tanks were not destroyed by the enemy, but turned over on their own.

Compared with the chariot dragged by war horses, the chariot dragged by oxen was much better, and when the two hundred chariots rumbled after the surrendered city, Yunlang's chariot had already entered the camp where the Qiang people and the Di people rested.

Yun Lang stood in the middle with a spear in his hand, and on either side of him were two tall generals holding Changge, who were beheaded by Changge one by one as long as they were close to the chariot.

If the first batch of Qiang people, the Di people, still had a strong hatred of the same enemy, the later Qiang people who were captured by the Huns, seeing that Yunlang's chariot was invincible with the momentum of overwhelming mountains and seas, took advantage of the Huns to move forward to resist the Han army, let out a shout, and fled into the vast night.

The chariots chased in circles in the flat camp, intending to create more chaos and make the Qiang and Di people run more crisply.

Originally, Yun Lang wanted to drive this group of people to storm the Xiongnu camp so as to continue to create panic, but now, because of these people's desire to escape, all of them have failed.

When the ox cart came, there was only one tent left in the open space of Nuoda, and even if it was lit, it was only a bonfire for a team, which could only serve as a little light.

Behind the Qiang people, the Di camp is the camp of the Huns, just when Yunlang launched a sudden attack on the camp of the Qiang people and the Di people, the camp of the Huns was already on fire.

"Keep up, keep up, break up the assembled thieves!" Zhao Ponu threw the torch into a tent and shouted at the top of his voice.

It is very difficult to distinguish between friend and foe in the dark, so the Han army wrapped a circle of white linen cloth around the door of the head to distinguish friend from foe.

No matter how loud Zhao Ponu screamed, there were still fewer and fewer soldiers following him, seeing that the battlefield was already chaotic, Zhao Ponu wailed, and he didn't pay attention to it, and continued to assault the king tent with the remaining soldiers.

Enemies on all sides......

Li Dang firmly followed behind Huo Quai, resisting the danger from the rear for him, he clearly knew that only by defeating or killing the Evil King could this war be possible.

Fortunately, the original method worked, and the surging herds of cattle, horses and sheep rushed into the Hun camp, causing them great chaos.

The sudden attack of the Han army was also not expected by the Huns, therefore, at the beginning of the raid battle, the Han army killed a large number of Huns.

If it retreats at this time, it should be an unprecedented victory.

Huo Qubing had no intention of retreating, he personally led his own soldiers to rampage through the Hun crowd, aiming at the white military tent of the evil king.

A wolf's tooth arrow silently drilled into Li Kang's armor, Li Dang shouted, waved his hand and hacked the Huns who were fighting against him, and when he turned his head to look, he found that just ten steps away from him, there was a Hun general holding a longbow and smiling at him.

Seeing that the second arrow was about to fly over, Li Dang's flying axe hanging on his chest was thrown out by him, and at the same time he lay his body on the back of the war horse, and he felt a cold wind passing overhead, and he was shocked into a cold sweat.

The flying axe cut off the Hun general's leather armor and was squarely embedded in his eyebrow bone, and most of the axe had smashed into his head.

Li dared not dare to take a second look, and he was surrounded by his own soldiers and walked forward.

When the Huns garrisoned, because there were too many cattle and horses, they needed more places, so their military camps were generally very sparse, and the large camp of more than 10,000 people actually occupied a radius of two miles.

Just when Huo Qubing fought bravely and was about to break through the Xiongnu camp from west to east, the enraged Hun Evil King had already gathered his own pro-army, and was constantly gathering the scattered Huns, and with little effort, a team of 1,000 people was formed.

Seeing that his military camp was trampled by the Han army, the evil king was about to lead his army to surround Huo Quai, but was attracted by a loud noise from the south.

"Mo Yuan, go and stop the Han army, and when I calm down the chaos in the camp, I'll help you kill all these damn Han people."

The Evil King knew that the number of Han troops in the surrendered city would not exceed three thousand, and since more than half of the people were already trapped in the barracks, the number of Han troops who came to attack head-on would not be very large.

A big man with a chain hammer in his hand agreed, and immediately urged his horse to gallop away with more than 200 horsemen to the south.

Once the chariot starts galloping, the best way to do it is to go in a straight line and not stop until it runs out of horsepower.

All car battles are straight and very easy to overturn once in a fast galloping turn.

Yun Lang does not have many war horses in his hand, if the weight of the chariot can be reduced a little more, and the horses pulling the chariot are doubled, even if the Huns are arrayed, Yun Lang dares to use such a chariot to attack.

Seeing a cavalry army rushing out of the Huns' camp, Yun Lang took a long breath and beat the war drums.

At the same time as Yunlang beat the war drums, the generals on the rest of the chariots also beat the war drums at the same time, so in this chaotic night, the war drums shook the sky, which made the momentum of the chariot army go to another level.

The evil king stopped his horse's hooves and listened in disbelief, the movement from the south was too great, and he couldn't help but say to the people around him: "Could it be that the Han army has come to reinforce the army?" ”

Knowing the thoughts of the Evil King, he nodded and said, "I'll go to the south and have a look." ”

After speaking, he turned his horse's head and hurried south with his cavalry.

Huo Quzhi frowned when he heard the sound of war drums, he knew that Yun Lang had long had the idea of turning the carriage into a chariot, and now, at this time, although he came very timely, it made Huo Quzhi's worries increase greatly.

The role of chariots has always been despised by Huo Quzhi, such a bulky fellow, as long as the cavalry does not stay in their path, they can watch them go away with billowing smoke and dust for nothing.

Then, the cavalry only had to follow behind slowly, and when the horse dragging the chariot could not run, they dragged the bulky armorer standing on the chariot off the chariot with a rope and dragged him alive on the back of the horse.

He didn't want to see Yun Lang being dragged behind the butt of the war horse, so he yelled, urging his companions to break through the obstacles in front of him as soon as possible and continue to advance towards the royal tent of the Evil King.

Huo Qubing wanted to move forward, but the black horse was retreating, and in front of it there were three war horses with their heads bowed and arching their necks to prevent it from moving forward.

The knight on the horse has been killed by Huo Quzhi, but the momentum of the war horse will not be offset for a while and a half, the furious Huo Qubing took out his long-handled heavy sword, and with a strong swing, the heads of the three war horses fell to the ground, and the huge body also fell to the ground.

The black horse stepped on the corpses of the three war horses and jumped high, and then crashed heavily into the Hun crowd that did not have war horses.

The scimitar rubbed against the armor, whether it was Huo Quzhi's body or the black horse's body, a slippery spark exploded, and Huo Quzhi swung the heavy sword in a circle, and he didn't know how many heads he had cut off along the way.

Delaying any moment is unforgivable for Huo Quzhi, in the case of a small number of people, only by defeating the enemy as quickly as possible, the damage he receives can be smaller and smaller, otherwise, even if he defeats the Huns, it will be worth the loss.

With Huo Qubing opening the way ahead, the cavalry group that gradually slowed down finally slowly increased in speed, and when the cavalry group finally defeated the Huns who were hastily assembled in front of them, a large open space finally appeared in front of them.

When Huo Quzhi looked up, a smile finally appeared on his face, and right in front of him, the gorgeously dressed Evil King was standing under the dense torches and looking at him coldly.

He had been waiting for Huo Qubing in this place for a while.

Huo Quzhi glanced at Li Kang, then took out a short spear from the saddle bag, raised his hand and threw it......

He had never seen such a foolish man who dared to expose himself to the flames of an enemy at a distance of less than a hundred paces.

Although he used to think that it was more majestic and courageous to do so, but when he fought against Yun Lang in a group, he was killed by Yun Lang no less than five times by despicable means, and since then, he doesn't like dazzling armor very much, let alone exposing himself to broad daylight.