The sky was already twilight, and the dark night was like a huge black cloth, gradually covering the quiet earth in all directions, and constantly extending to the corners, and finally swallowing up the residual light on the ground level, and the whole heaven and earth were completely integrated, and turned into a pitch black. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The camp of the Huns was separate from that of the White Polish army, although the Huns had only two hundred men. Although the Xiongnu and the Baibo army converged into a local force on the surface, in fact, there were still many contradictions within the two sides, but the great enemy was at present, and the cooperation would benefit both sides, so it did not break out.

In the hearts of the Huns, they were once a big country of the grassland that was on a par with the Han Empire, although their luck was not good, and they later became a border tribe dependent on the Han people, but Yu Fuluo was respected as the right virtuous king, just like the prince of the empire, how could he sit side by side with the reckless characters who parasitized the grass.

In the eyes of Guo Da and the other commanders of the Baibo army, although these Huns were small in number, they were strong in battle, all of them were like wolves and tigers, and they were sinister and alien, and it was difficult to guess. On the surface, they also recruited the Hun cavalry to help their arms, but secretly they were always wary of these aliens thinking about their own people around them.

The camp of the Huns was not large, and it was stationed in the southwest outside the valley mouth, which happened to be in the corner with the camp of the Baibo army. However, the camp of the Xiongnu people was not very strong, they used to live in the dome as a house, wool as clothing, nomadic herding in pursuit of water and grass, and scattered in a stable manner, and now although they are living in the Han land, they still have not fully adapted to the life in the Han land.

Because the only Han army on the west bank of Fenshui was suppressed in Linfen City, there was no other enemy. Therefore, the Huns' guard at night was also lax and ordinary, leaving only a dozen Huns to guard the camp gate, and the rest of the Huns returned to their felt tents as the night deepened.

The Huns guarding the camp gate were also sleepy-eyed, yawning again and again, leaning on a heap in twos and threes, talking indiscriminately without saying a word, maintaining the last trace of clarity in their minds.

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves came from a distance outside the camp, and the ten-captain guarding the camp gate immediately became vigilant, and he quickly got up from the floor of the gatehouse, ran to the railing on the outer edge of the gatehouse, and looked at the uninvited guest who came late at night from a high place.

In the darkness of the night, the leaders of the riding road were also lit with torches, and when the ten-captain opened his eyes, he saw that they were all dressed as members of his own family in felt hats and leather robes, and his heart was a little more settled.

He turned around, approached the inside of the gatehouse, stretched out his foot and kicked at the Huns who were still next to each other, and cursed:

"Little rabbit, hurry up, there is a group of people and horses outside, like a ranger who goes out to collect food during the day, don't let them wait for a long time!"

In the midst of the kicking and scolding of the Ten-Commander, the other Huns also hurriedly turned over, some followed the Ten-Commander with bows and arrows to guard carefully on the gatehouse, and some came to the camp gate, ready to move away from the horses and open the camp gate.

"Who is it to stop?"

Seeing the cavalry led by the leader rushing towards the camp gate unscrupulously, the ten-division commander couldn't help but quickly open his mouth and ask loudly.

"Upstairs, we're out to get food during the day, hurry up and open the door!"

The leader came to the camp gate on horseback, reined in the horses, and in the face of the shouts of the ten commanders on the gatehouse, he also opened his throat and answered in Huns.

When the ten-captain heard the familiar language, most of the remaining vigilance in his heart had gone, but when he saw that there were many people behind him, some on horseback and some on foot, he still had some doubts in his heart, and did not directly order the door to open the door as usual, but continued to open his mouth and ask:

"Why did you come back at night, and who were the people behind?"

"This radius of dozens of miles, the places that can be fetched food have been swept clean by the Bai Bo Army's gang of grass bandits, I can't wait to go further and go elsewhere, how can I get food, the back is all caught raw, come back to the time step of the livestock is not enough, delay for some hours, open the door quickly, your benefits are indispensable!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the leader of the rider has already picked up an object, and threw it up to the gatehouse, after the "snap" sounded on the ground, the ten-captain hurriedly went over to pick it up, and took a look in front of him, it turned out to be a bag of wine, he smelled a faint smell of wine, his index finger moved, hurriedly pulled out the cork, and came to the side of his nose, sure enough, it was his own mare's milk wine, this sour and spicy taste he had smelled many times in his dreams.

After pouring a sip of mare's milk wine into his mouth, the ten-captain's eyes lit up instantly, and he didn't hesitate anymore, and hurriedly shouted loudly to the Huns downstairs.

"Hurry up and open the door and let them in!"

The Huns, who had received the order, did not dare to delay, and hurriedly moved away from the horses, and raised the heavy latch to slowly open the camp gate.

The leading riders rushed into the camp gate one after another, and just the right thing to jam the key position of the camp gate inward to prevent the camp gate from suddenly closing.

After a dozen more than a dozen horsemen poured in, the first few horsemen suddenly dismounted, and the first person carried a cloth bag "pedaling" along the wooden ladder quickly, and rushed up to the gatehouse, and the ten-captain thought that the other party was coming to benefit himself, and smiled, and also strode up to meet him.

"Take it, you deserve it!"

The leader was wrapped in a felt hat on his head, his face was thin, and before he could see his eyebrows, he reached out and threw the cloth bag at the ten-captain, who hurriedly reached out and took it, and his hand sank, and the smile on his face became a little thicker, and he thanked him again and again, and the movements in his hands did not stop.

As soon as the ten-captain pulled the mouth of the cloth bag with both hands, the probe looked inside, where was there any property in the black cloth bag, it was all pieces of gravel, his face changed drastically in an instant, and he was about to speak, but the leader of the rider had already drawn his knife and quickly bumped into him, and with a knife in the head, he cut off the head of the ten-captain.

The human head rolled into the oblique stab with the knife, and the blood of the broken artery of the neck gushed out, and the other Huns on the gatehouse were stunned for a moment, and before they could react, the two people who were originally talking and laughing suddenly turned their faces and moved.

It was only when I was hit by the hot and humid, salty blood that my brain reacted that it was an enemy attack. It's a pity that before they could make a sound, those few who came to ride had already started one after another, cutting them down one after another who were caught off guard. In the blink of an eye, the land of the gatehouse has changed hands.

The leader came to ride, inspected the corpses on the gatehouse, and after confirming that the Huns who did not pretend to be dead, they ripped off the felt hat that had been wrapped around their heads, and a thin face was angular under the firelight, who else could it be if it was not Ganling.

He is a ranger in Jincheng, Liangzhou, and has also traveled to Lu Shuihu's tribe, and is not only familiar with some Huns and Zahu languages, but he can also speak some, so tonight he pretended to be a Hun ranger who returned late to collect food, and earned the camp gate.

At present, the camp gate has been captured, the Huns above and below the gatehouse have been slaughtered, and the other Huns in the camp who have fallen asleep have not yet woken up, and it is the opportunity for everyone to kill.

"Ma Lin, you take people to bypass the Huns' tents, attack their stables, disperse and shoot their horses!"

"Ganling, you bring your people with me, light torches, and set fire to the Huns' camp!"

“・・・”

Taking the camp gate, tonight's night attack was already half successful, Yan Xing did not hesitate, and hurriedly ordered everyone to act. Immediately afterwards, Yan Xing and the others, who were in an instant, were like thunder in the night, completely waking up all the Huns who were still asleep.

As soon as the Huns were awakened, they hurriedly grabbed their weapons and ran out of the tent, not even caring about their leather robes and boots, and many of them ran out naked.

But it was already too late, the Huns who ran out of the tent looked at a glance, the whole camp had fallen into a sea of fire, the fire was still spreading, in the firelight, a group of cavalry with a wicked face was rushing to kill, they opened their teeth and claws, vicious and abnormal, many Huns did not have time to react, they were chopped to the ground by the ring knife that rode over.

The Huns, who wanted to snatch the horses to break through, had not yet reached the stable, and had already found that their stables had also been on fire, and some horses also carried a few feathered arrows to run wildly in the camp, knocking the Huns under the horses to the ground and trampling them quickly.

"It's over!"

All the surviving Huns invariably sounded a wail in their hearts, they did not know where these terrifying-looking and unknown cavalry came from. But the whole camp was already on fire, and the horses had run away, and the remaining Huns suddenly had no intention of resisting, and each of them avoided the fierce ghost-faced cavalry, scattered his legs over the fire, and ran towards the camp of the White Polish army on the other side.

And these ghost-faced cavalry also seem to be deliberately driving them to the camp of the Baibo army, any outliers of the Huns can't run a few steps, and will soon be chased and killed by the cavalry chasing behind, only in the direction of the Baibo army's camp, there is no interception by those ghost-faced cavalry.

The frightened Huns couldn't care so much, they spread their feet one after another, and ran naked in the direction of the Baibo camp, constantly trampling and rushing along the way, and lost a lot of corpses on the road, and the Baibo camp on the other side also found the abnormality of the Hun camp.

The night watchmen hurriedly sounded a warning sound, and the whole camp boiled like boiling water. But standing on the watchtower, the White Wave Thief Kou was frightened into a cold sweat as he watched a group of ghost-faced cavalry drive many naked Huns to approach the camp.

"This, this is not a mandrill, a monster that has been transformed into a half-human and half-ghost, and is going to eat the Huns, these aliens, or the evil ghosts under the King of Taishan Mansion, came to find the Huns at night to ask for their lives・・・・・・"

Guo Da, the leader of the Baibo Army, and others pretended to be in the name of Zhang Jiao of Taiping Dao, and Guo Da even created a name for himself as "Guo Daxian", using the morality and ghosts and gods propagated by Taiping Dao to confuse and coerce the people below, so the soldiers in the army were mostly superstitious about these ghosts and gods.

Now seeing with his own eyes that the unstoppable, fierce and fierce Huns in the past were chased and killed by a group of ghost-faced cavalry, the heart of the Baibo army was suddenly in turmoil, although these ghost-faced cavalry had not yet rushed to the front, but many people who were originally coerced had already fought in two forces, and had no intention of fighting, and only planned to take the opportunity to flee as soon as the crowd was chaotic.