Xu Xiang couldn't help but sweat a cold sweat when he saw his nephew struggling to handle the decisive battle, their Xu family came from the bitter cold land of Liaodong, where there were many foreign races, the Han people were scarce, and the materials were very scarce, so they had to use everything they could. Xu Rong is a good hand at opening this kind of bow and crossbow in Liaodong. But at such a distance, can you shoot Liu Shang? Xu Xiao didn't have a bottom in her heart.

"Medium!"

Xu Rong's blushing face roared angrily, and the full bow that was pulled was suddenly let go of his hands. With huge kinetic energy, the arrow feather shot straight at Liu Shang from the mountain, Liu Shang was terrified to watch the arrow feather fly towards him, desperately trying to run to the rear, but the long arrow was like an eye, and the arrow passed through his back mercilessly. Crucified Liu Shang to the ground from the lungs.

"Shot...... Shot! The Han army on the hill cheered.

The Xianbei army under the mountain did not say a word, they drove those traitors back to the front and stood at the front, the war was inevitable, and the winner was in charge.

Liu Shang did not die, he desperately stretched out his hand, begging his master to save them, and those who surrendered avoided their faces, without the order of the Xianbei people, they did not dare to go out without permission, otherwise the price would be their own heads.

The Xianbei people disdain this kind of slave who has no value, for them, the old man who has no value must be driven out of the tribe, let alone a slave who has been seriously injured?

Liu Shang waved her hand weakly, her mouth was full of blood, babbling and talking indistinctly, I don't know whether to scold Ding Yuan or curse Xianbei people.

This is what he may have suddenly realized, he is just a dog next to the Xianbei people, the dog has been injured more than the value of the dog, and the owner will only kill the dog to eat dog meat. Wouldn't it be better to go to the kennel and pick up another one, and the new dog will also shake its head and tail to please the owner?

"Hey......" Tan Shihuai didn't know whether to regret or sigh, he turned his head back to the formation and said to the three leaders: "Within two days, this single is going to see Ding Yuan's head!" ”

"Yes!"

Ding Yuan looked at Xu Rong with satisfaction, and said loudly to the military judge on the side: "Give this warrior the merit of pulling out the formation and cutting the flag!" ”

"No!"

"All arms war! Full Arms Battle! Several lieutenants shouted at their soldiers.

"Knock knock!" The dull beat of drums orchestrates the movement of the entire army.

The Xianbei people under the mountain began their battlefield sacrifice rituals, they tied the living people to wooden stakes, and after several sacrifices to worship the gods, their whole bodies trembled and convulsed, looking very crazy.

But the whole army of the Xianbei people was very solemn, and they did not dare to come out in the atmosphere, they cut the throats of the captives, and the screams of the captives made the Han soldiers on the mountain feel very concerned, yes, those who were sacrificed alive were Han Chinese, and the sacrifice mixed the blood with the unknown objects in the clay pot, and the sacrifice prayed while splashing its mixture on all those who were going to fight.

The warriors smeared these things with ecstasy, and savagery brought with it wild beliefs and barbaric customs. The conditions were so difficult that the people there had to numb themselves and pray for victory.

These things will also accompany the Xianbei people to the Northern Wei Dynasty Xiaowen Emperor a few hundred years later to forcibly eliminate the old school, and the capital relocation reform will be completely abolished by Sinicization.

Before that, it was still the tradition of the Xianbei people to be buried alive and abandon the old.

At the end of the prayer, the Xianbei people shouted loudly and clamored the fanatical army, and the Xianbei people everywhere slowly pressed close to the earth mountain.

Tan Shihuai looked at it, still not satisfied, he gently slapped his thigh with a horsewhip with one hand, and turned his head and commanded: "Gather all the tribes besieging Yanmen." ”

After hearing this, He Lian thought that Tanshi Huai was confused, and dissuaded: "Father, transfer back the besieging army, if the Yanmen army sneaks up behind us, we will suffer from the enemy." ”

Tan Shihuai glanced at his stupid son helplessly: "If the Yanmen army really had such courage, it would not have been possible for some spies to go out of the city last night, but to lead the army to attack us." ”

"Even if we withdraw the army, they will be afraid that this is a trap and shrink into their own turtle shells, they will only look forward to rescue, and watch us hold Ding Yuan's head and go to Yanmen City."

"Shan Yu Yingming!" The admiration of everyone left a depressed face and Lian.

"Kill!" The tribes who had been forcibly conscripted into the Xianbei dismounted and stood on the front line. The southern side of the mountain rises gently, and it would have been possible to ride up the mountain without any problem, but in one day, the Han army was full of horses and moats, and they had to get off their horses, which turned into foot combat.

This became the main direction of attack of the Xianbei people, and they were sent by the first batch to travel a bloody road, which could also consume the strength of the Han army.

The Xianbei people also did this kind of thing for the Huns before, and then they surrendered to the banner of the Han Dynasty, and were given fertile grasslands and pastures.

It's just that the former enslaved people have become slave owners who enslave others.

The officer, who was still wearing a bandage in one hand, saw that the enemy had stepped into the firing range, and ordered loudly, and the soldiers in the crossbow phalanx said: "Shoot the arrows!" ”

Thousands of straight arrow feathers flew down the mountain overwhelmingly, and the upward shooting angle brought greater impact because of the drop in gravity. They pierced through the rudimentary wooden shields of the tribes and plunged into their unprotected sheepskin jackets.

Although the Xianbei people captured a large number of standard equipment of the Han army in the previous battles. However, these lowly and enslaved inferior people were not worthy of being so well equipped.

Screams rang out as corpses stretched up the charging path. The blood will be blown by the wind and sand, and the blood-colored land will be re-infected with red and bright.

As a difference in the nature of the nation, the nomadic people must be good at attacking, and the agricultural civilization must also be good at defending.

If the nomads are not good at attacking, they will not be able to grab enough cattle, sheep and food, and if they cannot fill their stomachs, they will be doomed to extinction.

And if the agrarian civilization is not good at defense, then they will not be able to repel the jackals and beasts that plunder the fruits of their labor, and then they will end up being regarded by the villains as cattle and sheep that can constantly milk and feed them.

"Throw the rolling stones!" Most of the stones on the mountain had been dug up by the Han army, and the trees had been cut down, and they held the formation with everything they could use.

Flying stones and rolling logs carried Chong Neng all the way with blood, crushed and flew one after another. The Xianbei people did not have any doctors, and the wounded could only wail in place until they died, and then they were covered by a pair of big feet. This made the climb of the Xianbei army more and more difficult, and Kebi Neng commanded the archers who had already rushed down the mountain to dismount and shoot arrows at the Han army who were throwing stones.

"Raise your shield, raise your shield!" The commanding officer shouted,

The Han army withstood the rain of arrows and began to suffer casualties one after another.