"Tell General Bai to organize the team and bring it in." Wei Changfeng commanded in a low voice.

Of course, he was anxious and hoped that Bai Qi could organize a group of reinforcements as soon as possible, but if the Huns really fought to the death, what he needed was a warrior who could fight to the death, not a coward who would be defeated again.

The singing of the Huns stopped.

There was a sudden silence on the battlefield, an unsettling silence.

Only the sound of the wind brushing the grass, only the soft chirping of a flock of birds flying by.

A look of uneasiness appeared on the faces of every soldier. Everyone felt that something was wrong.

"Array, prepare for battle." Wei Changfeng ordered softly.

The soldiers hurriedly returned to their places, and unlike the uproar of Fang Cai, this time everyone was silent, and everyone was a little nervous, because they knew that something would happen in the Dao, but they didn't know what would happen in the Dao.

Wei Changfeng looked up at the sky, it was almost noon, the sun was a little dim, and the dust and sand were blown up by the wind, passing through the sky one by one.

"Everybody eats a little dry food." Wei Changfeng ordered again.

The soldiers took out their dry rations one after another and ate them on their battle positions.

In fact, it was not yet lunchtime, and although some of the soldiers were a little hungry, they were not so hungry that they could not support it, however, everyone knew that it was very likely that there would be no time to eat in the future.

Wei Changfeng also took out the dry food and hurriedly ate a few bites, and only the sound of chewing was heard on the silent battlefield.

"Everyone drinks water, and there is no relief, now go to the back of the formation to relieve it, whether there is it or not, and then immediately return to the position." Wei Changfeng saw that everyone had almost eaten, and then ordered.

This was the first time he had cared so carefully about the food, drink, and Lazar of the soldiers.

Because he didn't want to lose even a little combat power, he guessed that the next battle would be extremely brutal.

The soldiers went to relieve themselves.

There was a boom, and a dull voice came from the other side.

It wasn't anything special, it was just that the Huns were on horseback.

More than 100,000 people, all on the horse at the same time!

A Han sergeant peed his pants.

The soldiers returned to their positions.

Opposite, the Huns were lining up their formations.

A great array of 100,000 people!

There are 500 people in each row, lined up from front to back, and there is no edge in sight.

The faces of all the soldiers of the Han army were blue.

Are they going to attack with 100,000 people?

"Crazy, they're crazy!" Zheng Liu couldn't help but scream.

Wei Changfeng's heart was beating wildly.

If the Huns did not hesitate to throw away 100,000 lives here, how could he withstand it? Twenty god locomotives and 3,000 archers, plus 6,000 infantry, can withstand the undying onslaught of 100,000 iron cavalry?

He felt his hands tremble.

Fifty miles away, Fang Zhenhai was laughing happily. He patted his guard's head and laughed repeatedly: "Tu'er, you are really good! This time, don't worry, I will definitely promote you, and there will be rewards, and there will definitely be a lot! The guard, named Tu'er, also laughed, and watched the soldiers pass through the cracks in the ladder in groups.

The insurmountable crack was the most difficult to let Tu'er, this guard who only helped Fang Zhenhai wash and make the bed and quilt every day.

The solution is simple: nail the pillars of the tent, nail them into ladders and erect them on the cracks, and then you can pass over.

Sometimes some things are as simple as that, and you don't know what to do if you want to break your head, but if you're not careful, it's solved.

On the left and right sides of the ladder, a group of Han soldiers are setting up ropes. Although the ladder can be passed, there are not many after all, and it is good to have one more way to pass through the crack. So the soldier who passed up the ladder pulled the rope from one side of the crack to the other, and before he had time to cross the ladder, he grabbed the rope and swung it over. Because General Fang had an order, he had to do everything possible to quickly cross the crack.

Fang Zhenhai looked up at the north again.

It was as if he heard a faint shout of killing.

Although he also knew that at such a distance, no matter how loud the shouting and killing sound could not reach his ears, his heart was always burdened.

Wei Changfeng must withstand 150,000 Hun troops, not only to resist, but also to entangle, with 10,000 Han troops, the limit plus 50,000 defeated soldiers to entangle the Hun army. One of these two tasks could not be achieved, not only Wei Changfeng's 10,000 and 50,000 defeated soldiers would die, but the 100,000 Han troops in his hands would also die without a place to bury because of the cracks in the back and the Hun iron cavalry in front.

He almost regretted following Wei Changfeng's advice, because this method was too risky, the gamble was too big, and it was too unsafe. However, since this is the case, we can only do it with all our might.

He glanced at the crack and urged again, "Speed up!" Don't procrastinate! ”

The third team, the guard of the wind.

Wei Changfeng stood behind Zheng Liu again.

All the hopes of the Han army were pinned on twenty god locomotives, which could not be broken through here.

Behind him, a group of soldiers hurried in, all of whom were not fully armored and had untidy weapons. A major commander led by the commander saluted to the Wei commander: "General Yu, we are soldiers of the Middle Route Army, General Bai ordered our 1,000 people to report first, and he asked the last general to tell General Wei: These 1,000 people are dead soldiers." ”

Wei Changfeng glanced at these people, and he saw that the equipment of these people was really unbearable, but the expression on his face was extremely resolute.

"You're in charge of protecting these god locomotives." He pointed to the god locomotive, "Don't let a single Hun cross your defenses, as long as you still have a breath of air, you must not retreat!" ”

"Order!" Most of the commanders responded loudly, he gave several orders in a row, so that his subordinates scattered around the god locomotive, and then turned his head to look at Wei Changfeng again, and suddenly gave a deep salute: "General Wei, thank you." ”

Wei Changfeng nodded.

He knew that most of them were all in the same way, what did he say.

This is mostly in Xie Wei Changfeng's trust.

Trust in them, the defeated deserters.

In fact, Wei Changfeng didn't know whether he should trust these people or not, but he trusted Bai Qi. If Bai Qi said that these people were dead soldiers, then these people would never be cowards.

There was a low sound of rolling thunder.

It was not thunder, it was the sound of the hooves of the Huns.

One hundred thousand Huns began to attack. They were like an endless tide, gently surging, trotting forward.

Wei Changfeng let out a sigh of relief.

The decisive battle has begun, and what should come will always come, as for whether it is victory or death, only after the most Lu can he know the Dao, all he has to do is to do his best in this big battle.

The Hun cavalry turned from trotting to medium speed, the team gradually opened up the distance, their distance was well controlled, each team had a distance of about four to five horses, this distance can not only support each other, but also do not hinder the cavalry's maneuver and play, countless long knives shine in the sun, like a silver ocean, but, the ocean is full of terrifying murderous aura!

"Pay attention to the rotation launches", Wei Changfeng reminded softly behind Zheng Liu.

Zheng Liu nodded, and Wei Changfeng saw that the muscles in Zheng Liu's neck were beating, and his body was also a little trembling.

He didn't comfort Zheng Liu.

Because he himself was trembling with nervousness. 10,000 infantry against a group shock of 100,000 iron cavalry, this is the first time he has experienced such a big battle, not to mention Zheng Liu, who in the entire army is not nervous?

The front row of the Hun cavalry changed from medium speed to sprinting.

"Hoo hoo Cheer and drink! The Huns shouted loudly, raised their long knives, and rushed straight up!

"Archer, release the arrow!" Zheng Liu ordered.

This time he did not order the god locomotive to release arrows, because there were only five hundred people on the opposite side, and three thousand archers were enough.

The archers fired arrows in rows, and the first row of Hun cavalry almost rushed through the second wall of corpses and died. But their heads were all in the direction of the Han army, and no one's corpses were facing other directions.

The second row of Hun cavalry crossed the third wall of corpses and rushed straight to the bow-shaped battlefield. On the ground, the small holes were breaking the horse's legs, and the hoes were flying all over the sky again.

The second platoon of cavalry did not even rush through a fifth of the battlefield before they died.

There was not a smile on the faces of all the soldiers of the Han army.

That's a thousand people, two rows. Behind these two platoons, there were one hundred and ninety-eight platoons of cavalry rushing over!

The tide of Hun cavalry began to pour into the battlefield.

The arrows of the three thousand archers could no longer be resisted.

"Archers stop their arrows, god locomotives, release arrows!" Zheng Liu's voice changed tone slightly.

Wei Changfeng patted Zheng Liu's shoulder lightly: "Good job," he said gently, "That's it." Right under your command. ”

Zheng Liu's body was visibly relaxed. He even has an idea now: after this war, he will resign and no longer be a general. He is still better to be his painter. Although he had fantasized about being promoted all the way to the generalissimo of the world, but now he realized that he was really not suitable for this, this is really terrible, every word he says is related to the life and death of countless people, such a burden, he really can't afford it.

On the battlefield, the Hun cavalry rushed over in batches in rows at first, but later it was impossible to distinguish which row and which batch, only to see countless cavalry rushing up, falling, and rushing up again. The flow of people rushed to the battlefield like a flood, and the unstoppable flood approached the embankment of the Han army step by step.

"Flying spear fire!" Zheng Liu saw that the Hun cavalry was approaching, so he had to add a flying spear.

Flying spears flew out with a whistling, each of which pierced through at least three or more Hun cavalry.

The Hun cavalry did not retreat, not even at all, without any hesitation.

Maybe there are cowards among them, and there are people who want to run away, but where to run? There are cracks on the left and right, and behind them are endless tides of cavalry, let alone retreat, as long as you stop in place, you will be trampled into pulp by your comrades behind you in a moment!

"Archers release arrows!" Zheng Liu ordered again.

Once again, the rain of arrows obscured the sun. Now, the crossbows, bows and arrows, flying spears, and hoes have been used, and all the ones that should be used are being used, but the Hun cavalry still has not retreated, and is still advancing step by step!

The Hun cavalry in the front row finally approached the god locomotive!

A beastly roar rang out, a voice of humiliation, anger, and madness. However, this roar did not come from the Huns, but from the dead soldiers of the 1,000 Han army!