"Puff~"

The military capital mountain camp, the sharp spear poked out from behind the fence of the camp, the cold spear ruthlessly pierced into the chest and abdomen of the Xianbei soldiers, the red blood shot out like a fountain along the spear that was pulled out, and the blood flowed down the pillar of the fence, and the ground around the fence has been dyed dark red by the seemingly endless blood~

With a hideous face, the Xianbei warrior threw the sword in his hand along the gap in the fence.

"Tuk~"

The cold war knife smashed the wooden shield, and there was a dull sound, and the huge force shook the arms of the Han soldiers holding the wooden shields, and the arms holding the wooden shields almost lost consciousness.

Seeing that the near-death blow failed to cause damage to the enemy, the eyes of the Xianbei warriors gradually dimmed, and the burly body fell to the ground, turning into one of the countless cold corpses, but more Xianbei warriors stepped on the corpses of their companions and rushed to the fence.

The long ladder was constantly pushed down by the soldiers guarding the wall, but it was quickly re-erected, on the corner towers on both sides, the arrow clusters representing death never stopped, but there were too many Xianbei people who came to attack this time, and Ye Zhao left only three soldiers to defend the camp, 1,200 people, even if he had prepared in advance and gave up a large number of empty camps, but at this moment in the face of at least five times the enemy, there was still a sense of powerlessness.

Zhao Rong looked at the battle situation in front of him with an indifferent expression, there were constantly Xianbei people who wanted to climb over the fence, but they were constantly killed, and they were driven down from the long ladder, Xianbei people were constantly dying, but the Han soldiers who were guarding the camp were also constantly dying, although the number of casualties on both sides was not equal, but the Xianbei soldiers and horses in front of him were definitely the strongest one that Zhao Rong had encountered after joining the army.

Not only because these Xianbei people fought in a fairly orderly manner and reduced losses, but more importantly, it was very different from the general momentum of the previous stragglers.

They are not afraid of death, the death of their companions does not bring them too much deterrence, they have a clear purpose, every attack is to pave the way for the subsequent attack, in order to achieve the goal, even at the cost of the lives of soldiers to pave the way.

Although most of the ethnic groups on the grassland believe in wolves, this kind of Xianbei army that is not afraid of death but has discipline like a wolf pack has only appeared in Zhao Rong's military career.

"Woo woo woo~"

The battle lasted for three hours, until when the desolate horn sounded, after the Xianbei people had dropped thousands of corpses, the general attack was once again broken up by Zhao Rong and began to retreat slowly.

Many soldiers guarding the camp secretly breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this, guarding the border for so many years, such a Xianbei army that could put pressure on them could be said to be the first time in recent years that they had seen it.

Looking at the Xianbei people who receded like a tide, Zhao Rong was still expressionless, but he was also relieved in his heart.

"What about our casualties?" After confirming that the Xianbei people had retreated, Zhao Rong turned his head to look at the military Sima beside him.

"More than 200 people, this Xianbei army is not simple, the last charge, they almost broke through the camp." Jun Sima bowed and said.

Nearly 1 to 4 battle losses, the same is a high battle loss in recent years between the border army and the Saiwaihu people, with a strong camp, to play such a battle loss, not that their soldiers are weak, but this Xianbei people are too strong, you know, in the past, in the case of occupying the geographical advantage, they hit the Xianbei people, the highest can reach a 1:12 battle loss ratio, I didn't expect that among the Xianbei people, there is such a team, what is even more terrifying is that such a team of people is less than a hundred miles away from the military capital mountain camp, Just thinking about it, many generals feel a little afraid.

Kebi can!

Silently reciting the name in his heart and remembering it in his heart, Zhao Rong turned around and looked at everyone: "Immediately send the wounded soldiers for treatment, send people to clean up the surrounding area of the camp, find those corpses in the ground and bury them, and send more sentry detectives, don't let the enemy have a chance to take advantage of it!" ”

"Whoa!"

"General, if we don't transfer back the ambush troops we are hiding in the shadows, there are only two men and horses here, and if we continue to fight like this, I am afraid that in less than five days, my battalion will be in danger of capsizing!" A military officer suggested.

Zhao Rong hesitated for a moment, then shook his head and said: "Not for the time being, our army has suffered a lot of losses, but the enemy has suffered more losses. Order people to repair the defense, strengthen the wall, and don't make mistakes. ”

"Whoa!" After the generals bowed down to answer the order, they left one after another.

At the same time, ten miles away from the camp in Jundu Mountain, the regrouped Xianbei people began to set up camp and count their losses.

Kebi Neng sat in the tent, hammered his legs that were a little numb, looked at the direction of the military capital mountain camp, shook his head and sighed: "The combat power of the Han army seems to be much stronger than before, as far as I know, Ye Zhao has clearly taken away the main force, and the Han generals who stayed behind were able to rely on this point to block our six thousand warriors here!" ”

This group of people and horses of the Kebineng tribe was trained by Kebi according to the Han people's art of war, not to mention the combat power, just the discipline, it is far from being comparable to any tribe on the grassland or even the elite of the royal court, but even so, in the case of the strength far superior to the other party, it was still repelled by the Han army, which made Kebineng feel somewhat frustrated.

"Don't raise the morale of others, those Han people only dare to cower in the strong camp to confront our army, if you pull it out to fight to the death, hey, my six thousand warriors will be able to wipe them out in less than a moment!" A tribal leader said unconvinced.

"That's right, my Xianbei warriors have never been afraid of any enemy on the grassland, even the Han people!" Although Kebineng didn't think that he could easily defeat the Han army as the leader said, at this time, there was no need to say something discouraged and affect morale.

"Brother Jin, how many men and horses have we lost today?" Kebineng didn't continue to dwell on this topic, and turned his head to look at the bald.

"They seem to have been prepared, and today they have lost thousands of warriors." It's a little uncomfortable to go to the Jin Bald, the grassland is not comparable to the Central Plains, even if the Xianbei people are added up, if you compare the number of people, it may not even be comparable to the richer counties in Youzhou, and the battle damage of thousands of people will be able to make up for it soon if they are placed in the Han army, but for them, it is enough to make them feel distressed.

The corners of Kebineng's mouth twitched fiercely, sighed, shook his head, and said: "It's my fault, I shouldn't have reported to that Ye Zhao at the beginning, but now that I think about it, I'm afraid that he will be prepared if he saw the clue at that time." ”

"So what now?" Go to the bald and look at Kebineng.

"What should I do?" Kebineng's eyes flashed with hesitation: "The strong attack is definitely not good, we don't have so many people to continue to lose here, try this trick, if they don't hit, I will admit it." ”