Xu Huang had just finished patrolling the camp with Yan Xing, and outside Yan Xing's camp, there was already a messy and heavy sound of horses' hooves, mixed with the sound of a thick horn, the momentum was quite terrifying, Da Niu's face changed slightly, and he looked back and said to this Yan Xing:

"Wait, the cavalry of the Huns is coming!"

"Don't panic, the enemy has caused such a big movement without attacking, most of it is a bluff, and there will definitely not be many riders!"

Yan Xing's expression was calm, he waved his hand, and turned his head to look in the direction of the camp gate, at this time, the shouts of killing on the side of the camp gate had already sounded violently. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info Yan Xing immediately turned the horse's head and said:

"Let's go, go and see what these Huns are capable of, and dare to come to our camp!"

Seeing that Yan Xing had already ridden his horse and set off, the guards around him hurriedly turned around and caught up, once again guarding Yan Xing in the center, and the group came in the direction of the camp gate.

In the direction of the camp gate, in the dark night, I saw that under the light of the fire outside the camp, there were shadowy Hun cavalry whipping and prancing horses, setting fire everywhere, and the horses galloped quite loudly, and for a time I couldn't see how many Huns came out.

On the contrary, because of the appearance of the Huns, some of the soldiers of the former battalion who were still running around had to avoid the trampling of the iron hooves of the Huns, and fled to the camp on the side of Yan Xing, and the Huns also intended to drive the rout to this side, shouting on horseback, cutting and killing the Han soldiers who had fallen behind, and the cavalry team spread out into an arc, like driving cattle and sheep when grazing in the grassland, and drove the rout soldiers who lost their armor to the camp on the side of Yan Xing.

"General, do you want to release arrows?"

Seeing the rout soldiers who were driven away running in a panic in the direction of his camp gate, the tiger head's face was a little nervous, he swallowed his saliva, opened his bow to aim at a rout who was running in front of him and had already entered the range of the foot bow, hesitated for a moment, turned his head and asked Yan Xing, who was standing beside him.

"Slow down, wait for those Hun cavalry behind to also enter the firing range before shooting, tell the brothers around you, raise your bow and throw, and greet the cavalry behind the crowd!"

Yan Xing's eyes stared intently at the approaching crowd outside the camp, his eyes were very good, and he could see the situation ahead clearly in the flickering firelight. Many of the fleeing routs have even lost their clothes, running shirtless or stomped feet, probably in their sleep by the cavalry assault, while the Huns in the rear are close behind, maintaining the speed of the horses, unhurried, maintaining the cavalry charge formation, ready to send out the next round of charge.

The tiger head hurriedly turned around and shouted to the soldiers on both sides who were aiming at the people with bows and arrows, and the archers who received the order turned to shout to the soldiers around them, and after a while, the archers behind the fence along the camp gate raised their bows one after another, mounted their arrows, and prepared to shoot them at the back row of the crowd.

"Arrow!"

Yan Xing had been estimating the distance in the back row of the running crowd, and after estimating that the crowd in the back row had also entered the firing range, Yan Xing whispered beside the tiger head. Hearing the order, several tiger heads instantly adjusted the angle, released the bowstring, and the "buzzing" bowstring shook sound, and several arrows roared into the air and fell towards the back row of the running crowd.

Sharp arrows were thrown down from mid-air, although some of the arrows were shot in the air and inserted into the ground, and some only shot the rout in the run, until there was still an arrow that happened to hit the mount of a Hun cavalry who was driving the crowd, and the horse with the arrow neighed its hooves, and the uncontrollable Huns were accidentally thrown out of the horse, and the seriously injured mount rushed to the side for a while, and also knocked over a few people, before falling to the ground and hitting a pile of burning tents, causing sparks to scatter.

"Hit!"

Tiger Head raised his arms and laughed and said that the arrow just now was exactly what he happened to shoot, but it was enough for him to show off. Yan Xing took all this into his eyes and immediately ordered.

"All the shots!"

"All the shots!"

"All the shots!"

The soldiers beside him relayed his order loudly, and everywhere the sound went, the fence along the camp gate resounded with the sound of "buzzing" bowstring vibration, and a rain of arrows flew into the air and fell to the back of the crowd.

The arrows fell, and the men and horses in the back row suddenly also had a scream of people turning over on their backs, and the scattered soldiers who fell to the ground with arrows began to have a burst of excitement, and they did not dare to run in the direction of the camp, but turned to avoid the iron hooves of the Hun cavalry, and then fled to both sides.

Although there were not many people in the Huns who were hit by arrows, but after suffering from this wave of arrow rain, several horses were shot off their horses, and at this time there was a sound of arrows breaking through the air, and the bluffing, small number of Hun cavalry had to urge their mounts when they heard the sound, and they also began to retreat behind and on both sides.

Most of the rout in the back dispersed, and the running crowd suddenly became dispersed, only the rout in front was still running, hoping to escape to the edge of this relatively intact camp, and get the protection of the soldiers behind the fence, avoiding these nightmare Hun cavalry.

"Brothers in the front camp, above the battle array, the arrows have no eyes, and if you want to live, quickly flee to the open spaces on both sides of the camp——"

Yan Xing looked at these routs who were close to the fence, and shouted loudly, and the soldiers around him also shouted to the routs outside the camp, and at the same time, scattered arrows fell on their heads.

The former battalion soldiers who finally escaped close to the camp suddenly scolded, but now that they were fleeing for their lives, it was too late to reason with the generals in this camp who were unwilling to shelter them.

It was the men and horses of the two centurions sent by Su Bugen who were ready to attack the granaries and baggage of the Han army's rear camp after a roundabout attack on the granaries and baggage of the Han army's rear camp, and they happened to pass through this camp stuck on the main road.

The two of them had limited men and horses, and they didn't dare to attack the big camp of Xu Kun next to them, looking at Yan Xing's small camp, thinking about driving away the rout, breaking through the camp gate with the impact of the chaotic crowd, and then launching a round of charge from the Hun cavalry waiting for the opportunity to assault behind, they could take down this small number of camps, and there was no need to go around the back to break through the camp directly, and go straight to the camp where grain and grass were piled up and heavy baggage in the rear.

Unexpectedly, although this camp looks small, but the men and horses are quite strong, not only set up a formation in time to guard against the charge of their Hun cavalry, but also deal with the order, ruthless, and use a small number of friendly lives to break the Huns' strategy to drive the rout to attack the camp, and also make the Hun cavalry who are ready to take the opportunity to storm and seize the camp suffer.

The two centurions who suffered a small loss, holding a breath of evil in their hearts, they followed Xu Bugen to the camp, along the road unimpeded, where they passed, the Han army was invincible, but did not expect to plant a fight in front of this small camp. The two men were in one place, gathered their cavalry together, and met on their horses to discuss whether to lead the cavalry to seek a weak hole from the flank and charge again.

The decision has not yet been made. At this time, the adjacent large camp has been beating with golden drums, and the sound of people and horses running shook the four fields, as if there was a large group of people and horses going out of the camp to fight, and soon, the small camp was also full of golden drums, and the momentum was also strong, and the sound of people and horses running was also continuous, as if they were going to rush out of the camp to fight to the death.

These two centurions did not have many men and horses, and they were able to kill the interior of the Han army's camp by driving away the scattered former battalion soldiers when the Han army was suddenly attacked and taken by surprise. Because the camp of the Chinese army was personally attacked by Su Bugen and others, and the rest of the Hun cavalry set fire to it, which caused a lot of momentum, and the battalions of the Han army, which lacked coordinated command and did not know the enemy's situation, could only temporarily close their camps and defend themselves, so that the bluffing Hun cavalry was so rampant.

Now that he heard that there were soldiers and horses to be killed from the camps in these two camps, he had a premonition that the momentum he had created had been revealed, and the two centurions had combined the situation and turned the situation around, and it became bad for them on the side of the Huns, so he hurriedly commanded the rest of the men and horses, turned around and fled in the direction of the southern part of the Han army's camp.

When Yan Xing arrived at the camp gate, it happened that Yan Xing led his soldiers to repel the first wave of attacks of the Huns with bows and arrows, and he was also a bluff of the Huns, once it was unfavorable to retreat quickly, he was planning to mobilize troops and horses, and then Qi Qi knocked down the fence from both sides of the camp gate, took the opportunity to kill, and wiped out the Huns who had leaked their momentum, and the camp on Xu Kun's side had already sounded the sound of the golden drum of the march.

This is a signal that the two sides have agreed to march together, maybe Xu Kun is afraid that his side will lose, or maybe Xu Kun's side has also seen through the bluff posture of the Huns. Yan Xing immediately lit up the soldiers and horses that had been assembled by Gan Ling, Ma Lin and others, moved the wagon behind the door, and rushed out with the sound of the golden drum of the march.

He looked back at Xu Huang who was following closely beside him, at this time this young man was also holding a spear, prancing forward, although he had just experienced the battle formation, but also faintly exuded a brave and confident demeanor on his body.

Yan Xing smiled and said to Xu Huang:

"Gongming, dare to rush with me to kill the enemy!"

As soon as Xu Huang heard Yan Xing's words on the horse, he was even more radiant in an instant, his tiger eyes burst into essence, he promised loudly, the prancing horse held a spear, and the guard was in front of Yan Xing, Yan Xing looked at his vigorous back, laughed, and shouted loudly to the soldiers around him who were actively competing for the first:

"Soldiers in the army, kill Hulu!"

"Kill Hu, kill Hu!"

The surrounding sounds were everywhere, and in the firelight, the soldiers who were fighting bravely flashed their armor, and their spears and swords were also dyed with red light, shouting and chasing in the direction where the Huns had fled, and the momentum of the charge was unstoppable.