Chapter 135 Walking Night Tour

After the Huns rushed into the sheep pan, they saw the fire behind them.

He did not stop, but opened a tent with his long knife, and when he found that it was empty, he threw it on the oil lamp that was still burning, and in a short time the tent was on fire.

The burning tent lit up the open space like a torch, and he deliberately revealed the black silk that represented his identity, a large silk woven from black yak hair, which had been carefully cared for for for hundreds of years, even in the dark of night. The black datsu was also glittering in the light of the fire.

"Han family, come out and fight with a certain family!"

The owl threw away the black sheepskin that was used as a cover, revealing a snow-white leather armor, and yelled at the endless darkness in front of him.

He knew that he was in ambush, but he was not very alarmed, this battle would come sooner or later, and it would not be much different from the beginning of tomorrow.

At this time, the moon had already set, and it was the darkest time before dawn, and he hoped to fight the Han army in the dark.

Zhao Ponu's big bow has been drawn, and the target is exactly this one, although the distance is farther, Zhao Ponu thinks that with the help of the night, he still has an eighty percent chance of shooting this Hun king who made himself as bright as a torch.

Huo Quzhi raised his hand and pressed the feather arrow that Zhao Ponu was about to launch, and pointed to the owl in the field playfully and said, "It's rare, I finally saw a Xiongnu nobleman who looked like it." ”

Nie Yi saw that the Huns were rapidly converging under the black big curtain, and the military formation was about to take shape, so he hurriedly suggested to Huo Quai: "Don't let them form a formation." ”

Huo Quzhi sighed and glanced at Nie Yi and said, "Not only are the Huns about to run out of heroes, but our Great Han Kingdom is also about to run out of heroes." ”

Zhao Ponu immediately clenched his fists and said: "Wait for the last general to personally lead the troops to break through the Hun army formation!" ”

Huo Quzhi looked at Zhao Ponu coldly and said, "In the years when you were wandering in the Huns, did you become a fool?" ”

Zhao Ponu was speechless, and he didn't know how to pick up Huo's illness.

Nie Yi said impatiently: "So, the shooting battalion should always be launched, right?" The Huns have formed a formation, and you see, they are rushing over. ”

Huo Qu was ill and reprimanded the army elders, and continued to sit on the horse, motionless.

Seeing that the Huns took five or six hundred cavalry as their arrows, and the foot soldiers followed, killing them violently, Nie Yiwei screamed, drew the sword at his waist, and rushed forward more than ten zhang, standing behind the first row of pikemen, ready to personally supervise the battle.

A smile of relief appeared on Huo Quzhi's face, and he continued to stare at the crazy Hun king.

The horse's hooves were like thunder, but this could not hide the dull thunder coming from the sky, after hearing the thunder, Huo Qubing couldn't help laughing, waved his hand to the herald, and the herald, who had already put all his attention on Huo Quai, finally blew the horn.

"Woo Woo Toot ......"

The cavalry that had been standing on the left and right sides of the pikemen rushed violently to the left and right, and the Hun cavalry, who had been running with all their might, seemed to pause suddenly, and then the sound of blood gushing out of the veins sounded in the darkness.

At the same time, there was a sound of some rattling strings breaking.

Then, the bodies of those Hun cavalrymen were broken from it, some of their heads fell, some of their arms fell, and the heads of some war horses were also broken from them, and a huge sharp war knife seemed to appear in mid-air.

Some of the Huns' bodies hung in the air, dancing but couldn't say a word, the Hun cavalry behind saw that there seemed to be a strange trap in front of them, so they wanted to avoid the trap in front, divided into two groups, and went around from both sides.

Huo Quzhi looked at the scorching owl, shook his head and said, "There is a tightrope on the front, will there be no on the side?"

Something that can be cut off with a knife, but because of ignorance, you want to avoid it, on the battlefield, how can there be so many advantages for you to take advantage of? ”

Sure enough, the same thing happened on both sides again, the Hun cavalry didn't know what they had encountered, they were actually a little overwhelmed, and squeezed into a lump in front of Huo Quai's military formation, and then, the captain of the shooting battalion did not need the general's order, and the overwhelming crossbow arrows covered the past.

Nie Yi's eyelids kept beating, the expected encounter did not happen, the Huns were being slaughtered, every time he saw a Hun cavalry fall from his horse, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, not much effort, and he didn't know how much saliva he swallowed, even so, he was still a little dry.

A majestic Hun officer with a leather shield and a group of foot soldiers rushed over savagely, his body was so heavy, the impact on the first wire, actually broke the wire alive, the broken wire swept past his face with a loud sound, and also took away one of his ears.

The Hun officer was not only not afraid, but shouted loudly: "The rope is ......"

At this sound, the Hun army that was about to be chaotic was stabilized, and groups of Hun foot soldiers rushed forward with leather shields.

When the mystery was removed, the Huns' combat effectiveness was fully exerted, and even if the Han army's powerful crossbow arrows were covered, they could not completely kill the Huns who had learned to protect themselves with leather shields.

As a result, the Han army slowly retreated, and did not give the Huns a chance to fight closely.

Today, he wants to fight happily with the Han army, and after tonight, the Hun shepherds forty miles away will have nowhere to escape.

Once the fire began on the sheep plate, it was difficult to extinguish it, and destroying the sheep plate was destroying their city for the Xiongnu herdsmen.

The sheep pan began to catch fire on three sides, and the flames were slowly spreading towards the center, and the sheep pan, which had been blown by the dry and cold spring breeze for a month, had long since become dry and suitable for burning.

He tried his best to use this way of fighting with his back to squeeze out the last trace of courage in the body of the Hun warriors and put them into battle.

This battle is not a tribal war, it is not a war of raids, but a war of tribal survival, and there is no way back for everyone.

The two armies finally engaged......

The sound of spears piercing into flesh, maces smashing against armor, the clanging of swords, the wails of wounded horses, and the screams of people before they died, all mixed together, turning the otherwise quiet grassland into a very noisy place.

The moon went down, the earth was dark, when the battle began, the light and dark fire behind the Huns could also allow the Han army to occupy a lot of advantages, and soon, when the two armies fought together, it was difficult to distinguish who was who.

When Shi Nieyi, the commander of the Han army, found that he could no longer find his own general, he felt that things might be a big deal.

Annoyedly, he kicked the body of a hideous Hun from his long sword, grabbed the guards around him and shouted: "Where is the general? ”

The guard looked left and right, and while resisting the attack of a Hun, he hurriedly said, "I don't know." ”

Nie Yi shouted in despair, at this moment, only by fighting hard and killing all the Huns around him can he know the final result.

At this time, Huo Quai, accompanied by the guards, walked on the dark battlefield, drinking cold boiled water as he walked, like a romantic poet.

He saw the Huns' crude swords slash against the armor of his own soldiers, and the Han soldiers, who were almost armed to the teeth, easily stabbed their short spears into the Huns' bodies.

He saw the Huns' wolf tooth arrows shoot on the excellent armor of the Han soldiers, the white wolf teeth turned into powder, and the arrow shaft fell weakly to the ground with white feathers.

He reached out and caught a flying arrow, like a ripe fruit from a tree, and put it in front of his eyes for a moment, then broke it off and continued his procession.

The reason for this is to test how much advantage this army's equipment can have over the Huns.

The lightning of the long knife slashed at the arm of a Han army, the Han army screamed, and half of the arm fell to the ground, the long knife in his hand also shone in the dark, and the left and right slashing was unstoppable.

Just as he was about to slash the fallen wounded soldier to death with another sword, a dark arm reached out from the side and grabbed his wrist.

"Huo Quai!"

When Huo Quzhi's tall figure was fully revealed from the darkness, he screamed, and the spike in his other hand silently stabbed Huo Quzhi's chest and abdomen.

Huo Quzhi swung his right fist and smashed the spike, and after the iron gauntlet collided with the spike, he took advantage of the situation to smash it on the nose of the spur.

Xiao retreated again and again, wanting to get out of Huo Quzhi's control, but Huo Qubing had no intention of letting go of his left hand, no matter how Xiao Duan retreated, he always smashed it with one punch, at the beginning, Xiao Quzhi could barely cope, after a while, he found that Huo Quzhi's fist was getting heavier and heavier, and when he was powerless to resist, Huo Quzhi's fist began to abuse his head, his face, and wherever Huo Quzhi wanted to hit!