Yi Zhixian was very angry, he didn't have the intention of winning the war of King Juntun, but he didn't expect to lose so badly and so completely. Although the number of people is not as large as claimed, it is also seventy or eighty thousand Huns. The life of the Huns in the desert steppe was not easy, a child from birth to growth needs the favor of God, this is good, 80,000 people, the last trace of strength of the Huns has almost been exhausted.

King Juntun naturally didn't end well, he was chopped into pieces alive and fed to the wolves. The territory and subjects of the king of Juntun naturally fell into the hands of Yi Zhixi. During this time, he was tossed by the group of Han horses who came and went without a shadow, and he could just use the tribe of the king of Juntun to supplement himself, which made him feel more comfortable.

Yi Zhixian remembered what Li Shaojun said in the Golden Horde, since the Han army was so strong that the Xiongnu were unshakable, should the Xiongnu really retreat like a desert according to the prediction of the Heavenly Master? To tell the truth, Yi Zhixian was very unwilling to retreat like this, he was bent on being a single Yu, that is, he went to the purpose of Zhongxing Xiongnu, whether it was his brother or nephew, he was not a Xiongnu hero in Yi Zhixi's eyes.

But the current situation has not gone according to his own assumptions, and it is seriously off track. After taking a sip of water, coughing twice, and resting a little with his eyes closed, his weak body seemed to be more and more unable to bear his powerful heart: "Heavenly Master, what warning is there from yesterday's celestial phenomena?" Does the gods have a will? ”

Li Shaojun shook his head and sighed: "The sky has been chaotic these days, and I can't see it very clearly. ”

"On that day, the master's understanding of the heavens, what should we do with the Great Huns?"

"This ......, I don't dare to say anything, I'm just explaining the will of heaven for Shan Yu, as for where the Huns go? Shan Yu of the Huns, please make your own decision on this matter. ”

"Ahem, cough, cough......" Yi Zhi coughed very badly, and it looked like he would choke to death with his phlegm. The Yan family on the side hurriedly helped Yi Zhi to shun his breath: "Heavenly Master, if you have anything to say, Shan Yu is already like this, you don't let Shan Yu work too hard, my Huns' life and death are now hanging on the line, and I hope that Heavenly Master will help Shan Yucai a lot." ”

Li Shaojun hurriedly saluted: "Just happy and angry, then I will say it once in the next, according to the previous experience of serving the gods in the future, if the gods did not send down a new will, it means that the previous will is still correct, so ......"

Yi Zhixian finally stopped coughing, and beat his chest: "Could it be that the sky is going to kill my Huns?" ”

Several times of tossing, coupled with these successive defeats, the losses are very large. In the hearts of many Huns, there is a meaning of avoidance, this is the real Huns. Although the Huns have the physique and tenacity of a barbarian nation, they also have the sleek and clever of the Han people, and the current Huns are no longer the barbaric Huns of the beginning, they are sandwiched between barbarism and civilization and do not know where to go.

It is precisely because the Xiongnu have both the ruthlessness of the barbarians and the cleverness of the Han people; There is not only the tradition of the grassland people, but also the suspicious character of the Han people. As a result, the Huns could not stick to their beliefs and lacked the last courage, otherwise the Huns would not have been wiped out in the long river of history hundreds of years later. They forgot the roots of the Xiongnu, but only learned the skin of the Han people.

Yi Zhixian was unwilling, he wanted the Han people to pay some price, otherwise even if he retreated to Mobei, he would be able to do it. The Huns admired heroes, and a Shan Yu who was beaten away by others, or a cowardly Han Chinese, has naturally lost Shan Yu's qualifications, unless he can save some face. So, Yi Zhi slanted his eyes on Huo Quai's gang, who was restless and restless with the wolf. The order he gave to Ashina's subordinates was very domineering, if Ashi's subordinates couldn't bring back Huo Quai's head, then he would come back with his own head.

The Three Thousand Wolf Cavalry was the army under the command of the Ashnabu. The wolf is the god of the Huns, and the cavalry named after the god is naturally the most elite cavalry of the Huns. In the past, these people were used to defend Shan Yu's Golden Horde, and sending them shows how much Yi Zhixian hates Huo Quai.

"Report to the ......, Sima, three thousand cavalry have been found in the rear, and they will catch up with us in half an hour."

Zhao Poyu was shocked: "What's the matter?" It's all so close to report? Didn't you go out fifty miles? ”

The scout hurriedly said: "Sima, the first few scout teams have been surrounded and annihilated by the Huns, and the small ones have also come back desperately to report the news, and our captain and they are afraid that they have ...... in order to cover the small ones."

"Do you know whose men and horses these Hun cavalry are?"

"I don't know for the time being, this group of cavalry is all two-horseed, but they all have armor, and no one has a red feather on their head, and they are brave and fierce in battle!"

"Yikes! Broken! A voice suddenly came from the carriage. Princess Nangong's head appeared outside the car: "It's not good, it's the Hun wolf rider with red feathers on his head, this is the most courageous army among the Huns, I didn't expect Yi Zhixian to send them." ”

"Wolf ride?"

Princess Nangong said: "Zhao Sima, we will never be the opponent of these three thousand wolf riders, this palace thinks that we should dodge immediately, if we ......, forget it, if Zhao Sima doesn't want to see us die so miserably, don't hesitate!" ”

What is a wolf ride really like? How powerful is it? Not many people know about these people, because the people who have seen them are either dead or missing. Zhao Poyu has been crisscrossing the grassland for many years when he was in the Thorn Horse Thieves Regiment, and he naturally understands the prestige of the wolf ride. He also knew that if he was targeted by the Hun wolf rider, no matter how you dodged on the grassland, there would never be a way to get the wolf rider to track him.

Zhao Ponu glanced at Huo Quai, who was still unconscious in the carriage, took a deep breath, and said to the scout who was still kneeling on the ground: "Order, immediately set up camp and build defenses, why don't we leave!" ”

Princess Nangong's eyes widened her forehead: "Zhao Sima, you ......"

"Don't worry, princess, I will send someone to send the princess and the lieutenant back to Yanmen Pass, and we will block the wolf rider here to buy time for Her Royal Highness the princess!"

No longer pay attention to Princess Nangong's roar. Zhao Poyu turned his horse's head and beckoned his soldiers to build a camp and official business. There were no trees or rocks on the grassland, and all of them were weeds as tall as a man could see. It was a fantasy to build fortifications here that could withstand the cavalry. Zhao Poyu unloaded the saddles of all the war horses and barely built a two-foot-high low wall on the outskirts of the camp, hoping that these things would slow down the wolf's ride.

Eight hundred cavalry, fighting continuously for several months, even if they did not die on the battlefield, diseases, traps, etc. would cause a lot of losses, and now Zhao Poyu can take out less than half of the original troops. Gathering everyone in the open space behind the low wall of the saddle, Zhao Poyu did not hide it and told the matter and the plate. At this time, there is no need to hide it, and death must make the death of these subordinates clear.

"The wounded, the goods, Her Royal Highness the Princess, and the Captain will be escorted by fifty people, and the rest will stay here with Ben Sima to stop those wolf riders, and they will be delayed for at least three days, and they will not take a step back unless they are all killed in battle!"

"Never take a step back!" The roar of the four hundred men was not loud, and the howl of the wolf was not far in the open grassland.

Zhao Poyu laughed: "Very good, it's all my big man and good son, go and take out all our family resources, and fight to the death with the Hun wolf rider here!" ”

"Fight to the death! Fight to the death! ”

Seeing that the Han people had built a low wall with saddles, Ashi did not laugh, but became cautious. He had lived through the Battle of Yanmen and knew how terrifying the weapons possessed by the Han Chinese. Since the Han people dare to rely on the four hundred old, weak, sick and disabled and this low wall to block themselves, it is very telling. Either the Han people are crazy, or the Han people have some conspiracy.

Three hundred wolves howled and rushed over. Zhao Poyu stood behind the low wall, holding his sword in one hand and holding the unsaddled war horse in the other, calmly looking at everything in front of him. At five hundred paces, the Hun wolf cavalry began to accelerate. Three hundred paces, the Hun wolf rider was already holding the bow in his hand. A hundred steps, with the momentum of the war horse, the black-pressed arrows rose from the Hun wolf ride and flew towards Zhao Poyu.

"Raise your shield!" The tall wooden shield was raised, completely covering the four hundred men and horses. There was not much time, and the ping-pong arrows fell from the sky, and the smashed wooden shield was almost shattered. As soon as the arrow rain was heard, Zhao Poyu separated his shield, and the Hun wolf rode close at hand.

"Kill ......" Zhao Poyu shouted, the first to turn over his horse, the first to cross the low wall, and rushed towards the Huns.

Ashi Nabu really saw it, this time the Han people didn't play any tricks, and they were really entangled with their own people. There are no terrible explosions, no dazzling fires, only the collision of weapons with weapons, weapons with flesh. With a brave charge, the wolf rider surrounded the Han people, and then divided and surrounded them, encroaching step by step. If nothing else, if you don't need a cup of tea, those Han people will be killed cleanly. These Han troops are also elite. If it weren't for the fact that this group of Han people had endured months of hard fighting, three hundred wolf riders would not have been able to stop them.

Zhao Poyu is undoubtedly the most dazzling of all. Rushing left and right, every time the weapon is waved, a Hun wolf will ride down the war horse. However, the number of Han people must be too small, and seeing that the Han army was about to be finished, the mood of Ashi Nabu inexplicably turned bad. Three hundred, two hundred, one hundred! There were fewer and fewer Han people, and there were only a dozen Han people left gathered around Zhao Poyu, and everyone was injured.

"Woo ......" The horn sounded, and the Hun wolf cavalry finally stopped attacking, forming a circle from afar, blocking Zhao Poyu inside. Zhao Poyu didn't know Ashi Nabu, but judging from the decoration on his head, this person was the leader of this wolf horse.

There was still a long way to go from Ashi's department, and Zhao Poyu threw the weapon in his hand to the ground: "The master has killed one hundred and seventy-three Hun dogs, which is enough!" If you have the ability, you will kill the master, otherwise even the master at the end of the earth will not let you go! ”

Ashi stared at Zhao Poyu for a long time: "You are Huo Quai?" Why is hair also frizzy? ”