The wind blew, the war horses roared, and the strong men went out to meet the enemy.

Dingxiang Biansai is quiet and looks so peaceful, but this is the bridgehead of the Han Dynasty's war against the Xiongnu, the Great Wall stretches from the small mountains in the west to the east, which is left by the Qin Dynasty, who has been resisting the Xiongnu invasion for a hundred years.

Tonight, he was still lying quietly, still watching quietly, and the horizon was no longer visible in the grassland opposite.

The five thousand raid team led by the general Wei Qing and the flying general Li Guang jumped out of the Dingxiang Gate, except for the sound of horses' hooves, there was no sound, they wore ghost masks, wearing steel armor, and the light looked chilling under the background of the night, and the spear in his hand sometimes rubbed against the horse's armor to make a very harsh sound, devouring people's hearts.

Huo Quzhi rode the Baiyun Dragon Horse very fast, and he rushed to the front of the big team as soon as he slipped through the smoke, leaving Qi Donglong Dongqiang at the back of the team, and looked at the single-hook gun in his hand while running, and his face was full of votes to do him well tonight.

The night of the grassland darkens very quickly, once it gets dark, it is an endless black hole, and if you are not careful, you will go in the wrong direction, Huo Quzhi looked at the darkness all around, for fear of getting lost, but in the eyes of Wei Qing, Li Guang and these veterans of the Huns, the night grassland march is actually the simplest, and they only have a way to determine the direction they want to go.

The team's attack speed was very fast, because Wei Qing had already instructed before setting off that he was not allowed to bring anything other than murderous things in this battle, and he only brought one meal of rations, so it could be regarded as a light car and a fast horse.

"General, General......"

Suddenly, a captain at the rear of the large team came on a horse, and then rode on his war horse and reported: "Hey, general, the speed is too fast, and some people can't keep up with it, and some of the war horses are so tired that they are foaming at the mouth." After speaking, the captain looked anxious.

Wei Qing frowned after hearing this, then looked up at the grassland sky where you can occasionally see a star and the endless grassland black hole and said: "No matter, order the troops, run all that can run for me, and if you can't keep up, slowly climb me to the orphan depression." With a wave of his hand, the steel cavalry behind him continued to gallop forward.

"Uncle, if you really can't do it, just take a rest." In fact, Huo Quzhi had already found out that a war horse had fallen just now, but he didn't know what was going on, and now that he thought about it, it turned out that the horse had run out of class.

After listening to Huo Quai's words, Wei Qing sneered and then shook his head and said, "Have you arranged the affairs of the front camp?" ”

Seeing that his uncle Wei Qing suddenly looked at him with a serious face, Huo Quzhi put away his uninhibited smile and said, "General, the front camp has been arranged, and if you go to the end of the crime, you are willing to take the head as a guarantee." After speaking, he began to mutter: Fan Muzhu must take care of the rear Luo, don't have an accident. Anyway, everything is counting on Fan Muzhu.

"Huo'er, it's no better than you taking a few Yulin troops to catch a few traitors and kill a few assassins." Wei Qing pulled the reins of the rope as he spoke, and then said loudly to Huo Quzhi while running: "The march and battle are about speed, especially when fighting with the Huns, speed is the king, speed is the fighter, and the fighter is fleeting if it is slow." ”

Velocity? This really doesn't have much place in Huo Quzhi's mind, although he has been familiar with military books since he was a child, he has been exposed to the art of formation, siege, counterinsurgency, and counterinsurgency, although he knows the importance of speed in a military operation, but it does not account for much proportion in his mind, because he has never been in contact with a clansman on horseback like the Huns.

Under the grassland, there is a black hole, only the sound of the thunderbolt horse team running, and occasionally you can see a few torches moving quickly, this torch is the necessary guide for the grassland march, they are the target guide specially trained by the flying general Li Guang (now the open space guide soldier), they are familiar with even a small hill in the Monan grassland, especially can accurately find the target at night.

The fast horses galloped, the horizon began to whiten, but at this time, the target guides all extinguished the torches, and the speed of the large team began to slow down slowly.

"General Yu, General Fei." Out of the Moli Hill ahead is the orphan depression of the grassland.

The generals followed the gesture of the target guide soldier to look over, but it was pitch black and couldn't see anything, Huo Quzhi looked and looked directly, his eyes were empty and he couldn't see anything in front of him, he only felt that there was a trace of cool breeze in front of him.

"The order will go down, and the number of people counted by each department ......"

The order of the general Wei Qing gave the soldiers who had been running for a night a chance to rest, some of them dismounted and sat on the spot, some began to arrange the armor of their horses, some began to prepare bows and prepare for battle, and several leaders also began to count their personnel.

At this time, Wei Qing and Li Guang rode their war horses and quickly headed towards Moli Hill under the leadership of the leader of the target guide army.

Seeing that the general and the flying general were gone, Huo Qubing suddenly remembered Qi Donglong Dongqiang, he rode the white cloud dragon horse and searched in the dark team, but he didn't dare to shout loudly, because the whole team didn't have any other sound except for the sound of the generals counting the number of people, so Huo Qubing didn't dare to make a mistake, after all, this was a battlefield.

After a circle, Qi Donglong Dongqiang disappeared as if out of thin air, and there was no .......

"Hey, General." An adjutant general wearing heavy iron armor walked up to Wei Qing and reported: "There are three thousand people left." ”

Three thousand! After listening to this, Huo Quzhi was very surprised, this attrition has been reduced too quickly, 5,000 people are out of the jam, and there are 2,000 fewer just one night, and the Qi Donglong Dongqiang to which he belongs is gone.

At this moment, there was a neighing sound of horses from the team, breaking the entire grassland, Wei Qing was shocked, you must know that this time is the most taboo like this, if you are accidentally discovered by the Hun spies, this will be troublesome.

Everyone went in the direction of the horse's barking, only to see a white war horse lying on the ground panting, foaming at the mouth, a soldier wearing iron armor on the side kept stroking the head of the war horse, and another soldier quickly took off the iron armor and steel hood on the war horse, and his eyes revealed anxiety and anxiety.

"General, the army is in urgent need of adjustment, and many war horses are tired from running for a long time." The lieutenant added.

Wei Qing looked at Huo Quzhi on the side, and then looked at the white horizon, he could vaguely see the grassland, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, the air was so clear, and then said: "You can't rest, slow down, adjust while walking." ”

"Yes!"

"Uncle." Huo Quzhi looked at the few war horses whose mouths were foaming at the mouth, and was very distressed: "Just adjust it on the spot for a while!" ”

"Isn't slowing down and adjusting while walking an adjustment?" After Wei Qing finished speaking with a serious face, he pulled the horse rope, and the horse walked forward slowly while grazing.

At that moment, a mighty team of horses quietly and slowly walked towards the orphan depression .......