After a day of fighting, Zhang Yu and the others began to tidy up the battlefield.

The straw men on the head of the city were now full of arrows.

If this were a real person, no one would live.

The arrow array of the Wuhuan people is very powerful.

Zhang Yu asked the soldiers to sort out all the arrows on the straw man, just enough to use it themselves.

According to some statistical estimates, in one day today, the Wuhuan people shot at least a million arrows.

On average, a soldier shoots thirty or forty arrows.

"Haha, lord, the effect is so good, why did you withdraw these straw men, put them for two more days, the Wuhuan people will have no arrows, and then see how they attack." Dian Wei said.

"It's useless, they've already been fooled once, and they probably won't be fooled again." Zhang Yu said.

Dian Wei felt that it was a pity, but there was no way.

In the course of this day, the Wuhuan people had shot a million arrows, and a third of their arrows had been consumed.

I didn't dare to attack like this next.

A round of arrows is one or two thousand arrows, and the Wuhuan people don't dare to use them all the time.

The Wuhuan people really couldn't afford it, so they sent soldiers to pick up all the arrows on the battlefield, but it still cost a lot.

You know, this is a battlefield, and they can't make arrows.

Many of the arrows on the battlefield were broken and unusable, so they collected them and planned to go back and make them again.

The grassland lacks iron, and iron is obtained from the Han side, so the Wuhuan people have always had fewer arrows.

It was used less before, because it could be captured if it was won, and usually after a few rounds of arrows, most of the enemy would be destroyed, and not many arrows would be used.

But this time they ran into Zhang Yu, who had consumed more than a million arrows and still hadn't broken through the city.

"Cunning Han people, what do you say to do?" Bashuer called all the people above the commander into the big tent and scolded him.

"Chief, the Han people like to fight before the battle the most, we can invite the battle tomorrow, let them go out of the city to fight with us, behead a few of their generals, and frustrate their morale." A captain said.

Bashuel nodded contemplatively and said, "Okay, tomorrow let them know how powerful our warriors are." ”

The next day, Bashur again led a large army to attack the city.

"Whoever comes forward to fight, and the one who kills the general will reward ten women." Bashuel shouted.

All the Wuhuan people are hot, and the Han army is a weak existence in their eyes, let them challenge, and they can easily win.

And these ten women are easy to get.

"Chief, subordinate." A Wuhuan general was afraid that he would be robbed of his first credit, so he hurriedly rode out.

Many of Wuhuan's generals were very remorseful, especially those commanders.

Captains won't go out to rob because of their status, but those commanders are different.

At the head of the city, Zhang Yu was watching there.

"What are they doing here?" The Wuhuan army did not attack as soon as it came up, which surprised Zhang Yu.

"Alas, the little sheep in the city listen, come down quickly and let the master teach you how to fight." The general of Wuhuan approached the wall and shouted.

"Haha."

"Little sheep."

"The weak and cowardly Han people are little sheep."

The Wuhuan man laughed.

Zhang Yu was a little stunned, and after fighting for so long, the other party thought of fighting in front of the battle.

Zhang Yu was speechless, who was he afraid of in this fight.

Zhao Yun, Huang Zhong, Dian Wei, any one of them can crush them all.

"Lord, lord, let me go down and break Nas's neck." Dian Wei was originally defending the city wall, but when he heard the other party's challenge, he hurriedly ran over to ask for battle.

"What a militant." Zhang Yu said a word to Dian Wei, and then arranged for him to go down.

Dian Wei went down to the city.

Inevitably, Zhang Yu arranged for 500 people to go out of the city with him, and at the same time asked Huang Zhong to lead a team of archers to be ready to support Dian Wei at the head of the city.

Dian Wei went out of the city, and he was not accustomed to riding horses, so he went out on foot, followed by five hundred soldiers.

"Yo, I see that you have two strokes, do you want to let you make three moves. Oh no, give you thirty strokes. The Wuhuan general laughed and said to Dian Wei.

"Let you code." When Dian Wei heard this, he immediately became angry, and rushed forward with a loud scolding.

The Wuhuan generals saw Dian Wei rushing over and rushed out.

"It's a pity, if I had gone out earlier, this work would have been mine."

"Well, I don't have that luck."

"Killing a Han general is like slaughtering a sheep, but it's a pity that it's a step too slow."

Almost all the Wuhuan people felt that it was a pity that they failed to take the first credit.

"Die."

The two approached, Dian Wei staggered, flashed to the side, and waved his double halberd.

"Bang Bang Bang~"

Dian Wei's double halberd directly cut off the legs of the war horse, and the war horse flew out and fell down heavily.

And the general of Wuhuan was directly crushed to death by the war horse.

Quiet, the battlefield was quiet all of a sudden.

The Wuhuan people watched all this incredulously.

"Alas, it's a pity that the horse stumbled."

"That's good luck for the Han people."

"It's a pity that I'm a warrior of the black family."

Dian Wei killed the other party, and then stood on the battlefield proudly, looking at the other party with contempt.

And after the initial shock, the Wuhuan people pointed at Dian Wei.

Dian Wei was angry again, although he didn't know what they were talking about, but Dian Wei also knew that the other party was despising him.

"Who else?" Dian Wei roared.

Bashuer's face was a little angry, and the end of the first battle made him very faceless.

"Who's on?" Bashuel said with a gloomy face.

"I'll take your head." As soon as Bashuer's words fell, a Wuhuan centurion rushed out.

"Lito is really fast."

"Hey, this Lituo boy dared to steal my first credit."

"Next time, you must move quickly."

"It's cheap to trust this kid, and you get ten women for nothing."

Everyone is very envious of Lito, in their opinion, this Lituo is a thousand-commander, and beheading a Han army general is as simple as killing a chicken.

Before, they all thought that it was a surprise that Dian Wei could win, but now that he is out of the horse, he has no chance of winning.

Dian Wei stood in place, looking at each other coldly.

War horses approached.

Dian Wei roared again.

The scimitar slashed, and Dian Wei blocked it with a halberd in one hand.

The war horse was stunned and lost its impact power.

Lituo was shocked, knowing that the other party's strength was amazing, if he hadn't relied on the speed of the war horse, he would never be an opponent.

The scimitar slashed at Dian Wei again, and Dian Wei blocked a few knives.

"Die."

Blocking Lituo's scimitar, Dian Wei's halberd in his right hand smashed over, knocking Lituo's war horse over.

Lituo was frightened and hurriedly rolled, not being crushed to death by the war horse.

"Give Grandpa's life."

"Poof~"

Na Lituo had just gotten up from the ground, but Dian Wei also rushed to his side, and his head was smashed with a halberd, which was very bloody.

"Hmph, dare to underestimate grandpa, this is the end." Dian Wei shook off the blood stains on the halberd and said.

(End of chapter)