The rain of arrows of the Hun cavalry outside the camp lasted for about two quarters of an hour, and then gradually stopped with the gradually smaller raindrops.

At the camp gate, more than a dozen Hun cavalry dismounted one after another, and then moved away the obstacles such as the rejection of horses on the outside of the camp gate, and then tied more than ten thick hemp ropes on the camp gate. And he took the thick hemp ropes back to his horses, and tied them to his horses.

Immediately, these Hun cavalry mounted their horses, and then turned their horses' heads in the direction of their own brigade, and then as the leading Hun commander waved his whip and whipped the horse's buttocks, these horses began to rush to the rear.

With the momentum of the horses, the more than ten hemp ropes instantly tightened, and the camp gate began to squeak. The horses they were pulling came to a halt. And as the Hun cavalry on horseback once again beat the horse's buttocks, these horses were panting and desperately pulling the hemp rope.

A tooth-aching creak began to emerge from the camp gate. The Hun horsemen who were pulling the hemp rope swung a few more whips, and the horses pushed back even harder, and the camp gate finally creaked overwhelmingly. Then, as the horses continued to drag, they finally fell to the ground with a bang.

With two loud bangs, the camp was opened, and the ironclad warriors of the Guangwu Army who were holding spears behind the camp gate raised their shields one after another, and then put the end of the spear in their hands in the soil, waiting for the possible impact of the Hun cavalry outside the camp.

"Royal!" With the shouts of Pang Xi, the governor of the generation of thousands of people, the shield-wielding soldiers in the second row stepped forward one after another, placing the lower end of the long card in their hands and the upper end of the long card of the soldiers in the front row. Two long columns of cards are placed together to form an airtight shield wall. The third row of soldiers obeyed the order and stepped forward one after another, and then stretched out the spears in their hands from the gaps in the first two rows of shields, and used their bodies to resist the bodies of the first two rows of soldiers, ready to deal with the impact of the Hun cavalry outside the camp at any time.

Seeing that the camp gate had fallen, the Hun cavalry outside the camp shouted out one after another, and the leading Hun commander sat on horseback, drew his knife out of the sheath, and then pointed obliquely at the camp gate, these Hun cavalry drew out their long knives at their waists, and rushed towards the camp gate with a roar.

"Enter!" Pang Xi stood at the back of the team and shouted again. At this command, the ironclad soldiers stood up, and then each of them held his shield and marched forward until he reached the camp gate. Pang Xi's shouting order came from behind: "Stop." ”

The sharps stepped in place and stopped in unison.

"Royal!" Pang Xi gave the order again, and these ironclad soldiers skillfully erected the shields in their hands again, forming a formidable spear array. The spear tips that stretched out from the gaps in the shield shone with a piercing cold light.

Pang Xi stood behind the sharp pawn formation, listening to the sound of the hooves of the Hun cavalry getting closer and closer, and his face became more and more solemn. Guarding this point by himself can be said to be the key to whether or not the camp can be defended, so he does not dare to have any carelessness or any unrealistic illusions.

Hearing the sound of horses' hooves, the ironclad soldiers who raised their shields closed their eyes one after another. But after a few breaths, there were several loud noises, and between these loud noises, there was occasionally the faint sound of guns entering flesh. The front row of the Hun cavalry who attacked the shield array had already fallen under the tips of the spears of the Guangwu soldiers. However, the huge horsepower that rushed over also rushed the ironclad soldiers in the front row. It was only under the tight formation of the back row of soldiers against the front row of soldiers that this shield array managed to maintain its integrity.

Listening to the Hun cavalry continuously crashing on the shield array, Pang Xi's face became more and more solemn. This was the first time he had taken this soldier into a real battle. Although these sharp soldiers are all one in a hundred, the best of the best soldiers, but if you ask about the combat power, I am afraid that Pang Xi himself has no bottom in his heart. At this time, it is necessary to catch the ducks on the shelves.

The Hun cavalry in front of the shield array had an unfavorable impact, and they fell under the spears as dense as hedgehogs in the shield array. The cavalry that charged behind was caught off guard, and they also tripped and fell on the fallen horses of the cavalry in front. For a time, the camp gate was full of mourning. The Hun cavalry, who were still alive after the horses fell to the ground, stood up one after another, and then drew their swords and launched a foot attack on the shield array in front of them, which was as hard as a turtle shell.

Under the close cooperation of these ironclad soldiers behind the shield array, these Hun cavalry who rushed over sporadically were naturally pierced by the spears one by one without any suspense, and then fell in front of the shield array unwillingly.

"Forced!" Pang Xi saw that these Hun cavalry had attacked the camp gate, and they had suffered a big setback, and the Hun cavalry in the back row had reined in their horses one after another, and they had the idea of retreating, so he ordered. The ironclad soldiers who heard the order got up one after another, and then carried their long cards and pressed forward one after another. When the long card touched the corpses of the centaurs lying on the ground, the sharpmen raised their shields a little higher, and then stepped over the corpses of the horses and continued to move forward. In the middle, there are occasionally some Hun cavalry who are not dead or are still struggling, and they are also the result of the sharp soldiers in the back row drawing their knives one after another.

This hedgehog-like shield array slowly advanced to the camp gate, and then the sharp soldiers dropped their shields one after another under Pang Xi's order, and the spears pointed to the Hun cavalry who were not moving forward outside the camp gate.

Seeing that it was impossible to break through at the camp gate, another Hun general Zuo next to the Hun commander approached him and said in a low voice: "Commander Qian, it seems that these Liangzhou troops have been prepared for our surprise attack. This impact alone has lost dozens of people, why don't we retreat a little bit, wait for the brigade to come, and then attack the camp? ”

The commander of the Huns hesitated for a moment, then looked at the two walls, shook his head, and said, "No, we should keep attacking or harassing this camp before the arrival of the brigade, so that it will not stop for a while." When the brigade comes, the morale of the Liangzhou army in the camp has also been slightly reduced, and the battle will be decided at that time! ”

Later, he said to the Hun general beside him: "The king of Zhongshan attacked the pontoon bridge in the morning, and sent 5,000 troops to smuggle in at night, which is the ambition of this village!" If this battalion is captured, Jincheng will already be in the pocket of our army. I'll wait for the bento to be the first credit! There will be no shortage of rewards. If it is in vain, hehe, you and I will wait to receive the punishment. ”

"I look at this camp, there are few defenders on the north wall, so we can attack from this, and mobilize the rest of the soldiers in the camp to support the north side, and then you will lead your troops to attack the east camp wall or the south camp wall. Although there are many soldiers on these two camp walls, the few rounds of arrow rain that we have just waited for have made them lose their fighting spirit, and many people have jumped off the walls, which shows that there must be some rabble here. The one at the gate of the camp is the elite of the long-term battle. Remember not to storm the camp gates. At this time, the camp gate had fallen, and I believe that the elite did not dare to support the Liangzhou army on the wall. ”

The commander waved his whip proudly: "This strong attack, we must do our best, and it will be decided with one drum!" I'm waiting to meet you in the camp! ”

After that, the commander of the Xiongnu waved his horsewhip and took the five hundred-man team under his temporary command to the north along the camp wall of the Liangzhou army.