Huang Zhong's heavy cavalry tore apart the formation of the Wuhuan people without any pressure.

Then after entering the center, the tragedy of Wuhuan began.

When Huang Zhong arrived at their center with heavy cavalry, the entire Wuhuan formation was not functional, unable to support each other, and at the same time, the orders were not smooth.

And Zhang Yu and his soldiers and horses continued to inflict huge casualties on them in the rear, and at the same time expanded the gap in the Wuhuan formation.

"Why, why do you do this to me, I just united the entire Wuhuan tribe, and now I'm going to fall apart?" Qiu Liju looked at the battle situation and said weakly.

This time, he led more than 200,000 soldiers and horses to the south, and his momentum was fierce, but when he arrived here, he did not even break through Shenyang City.

The war continued, and the two sides continued to fight fiercely.

Zhang Yu and several of his generals were already covered in blood, all of them were the blood of the enemy, and it could be said that several of them were crazy.

Huang Zhong continued to rush and kill, he didn't stop for a moment, he rushed forward with his soldiers and horses.

Finally, Huang Zhong killed through and actually chiseled through the Wuhuan army.

At this time, Huang Zhong observed the battlefield situation for a while.

Their heavy cavalry probably lost more than 2,000 horses, and their combat strength was still there.

"Kill."

Huang Zhong turned around and killed again, because Zhang Yu and the others were still fighting with the enemy in the formation.

Huang Zhong rushed to the crowded place, or crushed the past.

I couldn't stop him before, and now the chaotic formation can't stop him.

When Qiu Liju saw that Huang Zhong had killed him again, his heart was dripping blood, and it was this army that caused him heavy losses.

Now, although Wuhuan still has the advantage of strength in the field, the formation has been chaotic, and the soldiers have been killed and injured in large numbers.

Huang Zhong killed them and broke several of their formations one after another, scattering all the places where there were many of them.

Zhang Yu seized the opportunity, Huang Zhong and where they killed, Zhang Yu and they also destroyed.

The field was very chaotic, the difference was that Zhang Yu and his army rushed back and forth as a whole, while the Wuhuan people were mixed together and could not be commanded.

The battle continued, and after more than an hour, Zhang Yu felt that the soldiers around him were decreasing, and of course, Wu Huan's army was also decreasing.

The battle lasted for several hours, and I don't know how many soldiers and horses were lost.

On the battlefield, it can be said that there is already a river of blood.

A horse's hooves can splash a lot of blood when they step on the ground.

"Woo woo woo~"

A dull horn sounded, this was the horn sound of the Wuhuan people who could not hold back the retreat.

The Wuhuan retreated, their losses were huge, and they had no intention of continuing the fight.

Zhang Yu watched them leave, powerless to pursue.

Zhang Yu and the others won, and the enemy ran away, but no one was happy at this time.

Several generals were covered in blood, completely bloody, and if it weren't for the weapons in their hands, it would be difficult to recognize who the other party was.

Several people gathered towards Zhang Yu.

A group of people watched the enemy leave in a panic, and their hearts were not happy, but very bitter.

The reason is simple, the battle was so miserable that both sides were crippled.

Zhang Yu looked back, and with Huang Zhong's heavy cavalry, there were more than 10,000 people.

60,000 troops, more than 10,000 people left to fight, and a large number of wounded soldiers, how can they be happy.

But the enemy was not having a good time, and when they left, there were only more than 30,000 people, which was worse than Zhang Yu and them.

If it weren't for the heavy cavalry in this battle, Zhang Yu and the others would probably be wiped out.

60,000 against 100,000, the other party is still a Wuhuan man who grew up on horseback.

Seeing the enemy go away, Zhang Yu entered the city with the remnants of the army.

The soldiers and horses of the city immediately came out to meet them, and went to clean the battlefield and look for the wounded soldiers.

In that tragic battlefield, more than 100,000 horses died there, and the ground was covered with blood.

Back in the city, Zhang Yu ordered to be on guard and let the soldiers who went out to rest and recuperate.

Zhang Yu didn't need to read the report to know that the losses in this battle were huge.

After going back to freshen up, Zhang Yu cleaned up all the bloodstains.

When Zhang Yu changed into clean clothes and appeared in the City Lord's Mansion, it was already night.

After a while, Huang Zhong, Zhao Yun, Tai Shici and Dian Wei all came.

There was not a trace of joy on everyone's face.

These soldiers who died in the war were all hand-selected and trained by them, and now they are the saddest ones who are crippled in the war.

Zhang Yu didn't speak for a long time, and he really didn't know what to say.

After a while, a soldier came in and handed the statistics to Zhang Yu.

Although he had expected it, seeing these heavy data, Zhang Yu couldn't help but tremble.

"42,396 killed and 4,638 wounded." Zhang Yu read out a shocking number.

The crowd was silent for a while.

Most of the remaining 10,000 or so troops were wounded.

The 60,000 army was completely disabled, and Zhang Yu did not have the ability to fight, because most of the losses were cavalry, and Zhang Yu had no more cavalry to continue fighting with Wu Huan.

After a long time, Zhao Yun said: "Lord, we still have people in the hands of the Wuhuan people, but right now, we are no longer able to fight, what should we do?" ”

Zhao Yun is still thinking about the people, and Zhang Yu will naturally not forget it.

However, at this time, they really no longer have the ability to pursue.

After a while, Zhang Yu said: "Send someone to tell the Wuhuan people tomorrow that the people are released, otherwise, they will definitely pay a greater price." ”

Everyone thought that Zhang Yu had no choice, but Zhang Yu still had hole cards.

Then Zhang Yu handled the military affairs, and asked the generals to go to pacify the battalions, and at the same time patrol the streets to protect the stability of Shenyang City.

The situation is not bad, although the people know that they have lost the battle, but their mood is relatively stable, and they do not cause chaos because of this.

The next day, Zhang Yu sent an envoy to the Wuhuan camp.

As a result, the messenger was beaten by the Wuhuan people, and his legs were broken, and then he was thrown out.

"Bullshit Han, you dare to threaten us, wait until I kill all of you, and then kill all these people, and leave no one behind." Qiu Liju yelled in the big tent.

However, although Qiu Liju was roaring, some of the people below had bad eyes, because this time the losses were huge, and all the soldiers and horses had great losses.

At this time, although Qiu Liju's strength was still the strongest, he was no longer able to overwhelm everyone.

The morale of the Wuhuan is low because they were killed and returned.

After resting for two days in a row, the Wuhuan people did not make any moves, and they were all recuperating.

On the third day after the battle, a Wuhuan scout hurriedly came to report.

"Report, report, urgent report." The scout was very anxious and kept shouting before entering the camp.

Hearing the shouts, everyone was frightened, and the tribes of all tribes hurried to the camp of Qiuliju to find out what had happened.

When they arrived at the tent of the hill, they saw that the tent had been smashed and his face was dead.

Everyone saw and knew that something big had happened, and it was a big thing that their tens of thousands of soldiers and horses could not solve.

(End of chapter)