In the night, the fire shines from the sky, and the shouts of killing continue for dozens of miles. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 infoHan Xin led a large army to fight fiercely with the reinforcements of the medium-sized tribes in the west, from noon until night. Calculating the time, the soldiers have not been able to close their eyes for a day and a night. If it weren't for the power of last night's victory, I'm afraid that I would have been defeated by now.

At this time, Fan Xu came out of the battlefield, rode back to the horse and rushed to Han Xin: "General, how many soldiers and horses do we have, and we haven't dispatched yet."

"Three thousand". Han Xin stared at the battlefield stubbornly, lest a momentary negligence would make him miss a good chance to win.

Hearing the number of three thousand, Fan was stunned, and he couldn't imagine that he only had such a small number of troops in his hands: "At this time, our army is in decline on the battlefield, and if there is no reinforcement of troops, I am afraid that there will be a rout."

"Our army is tired, isn't the enemy tired of galloping in the starry night? As long as you wait, there will be a chance to win." Han Xin's eyes were already bloodshot at some point. The enemy's forces are too many, and it is not easy to achieve such a step on the battlefield.

Fan Xu showed a look of embarrassment, how could he afford to wait for the situation at this time: "The general can't wait, now or withdraw the army." Either let these 3,000 cavalry join the battlefield immediately. Otherwise, a big defeat is inevitable."

"Look over there, do you think our army will be able to save the situation by pressing these last 3,000 cavalry?" Han Xin pointed forward, his eyes gradually sharpening.

Fan Xu looked at the place where Han Xin pointed his finger, and saw that the enemy Chinese army still had a huge cavalry phalanx, and his heart was suddenly shocked: "This, how is this good."

"Wait, wait for them to enter the battlefield first, and then we'll be on top. Otherwise, even if the army is withdrawn at this time, it will be pursued and killed by those energetic enemy cavalry." A cold smile seemed to appear on the corner of Han Xin's mouth, the battlefield has never been a place where a woman's benevolence should be.

Fan Xu seemed to understand something, and his face showed a trace of unbearability: "If the general does this, is it a little inappropriate, after all, they are also our soldiers."

"This is the only chance to win". Han Xinran didn't look back, staring at the phalanx of the enemy's Chinese army.

Fan Xu felt that he still couldn't do it to such a cold-blooded point, and persuaded Han Xin again: "Now our army is exhausted, if we face the impact of the enemy's army, I am afraid that we will suffer heavy losses."

"If they don't wear down the physical strength of the enemy's army, how can we, the 3,000 elites who are recuperating, turn defeat into victory." Han Xin's tone was firm and could not be questioned. The crisis in Handan is imminent, and if he does not upgrade his level and expand his own soldiers, the lord is afraid that his life will be in danger. Therefore, this battle can only be won and not defeated.

Fan Xu also thought of this meaning, and his lips moved and he stopped talking. At this time, the Xiongnu Chinese army finally couldn't bear it anymore, and the sound of the horn sounded from the enemy, and then the whole army rushed out.

The Han army servants on the battlefield could only grit their teeth and struggle to support this precarious defense line.

Seeing that the situation was getting worse and worse, Fan Xu suddenly became angry: "The general can't wait."

Han Xin was unmoved, Fan Xu flicked his horse whip in a hurry, and rushed towards the battlefield with several cavalrymen.

Seeing Fan Xu's resolute back, Han Xin closed his eyes. There seem to be two voices playing in my heart, which makes people miserable. After a long time, he opened his eyes violently, waved his whip fiercely, and the neighing of the war horse led the three thousand elite cavalry who had been recuperating for a long time and rushed into the battlefield.

The servant army, which was about to be defeated, was shocked when he saw Han Xin coming to the aid with 3,000 cavalry. Hurriedly followed the army, raised the only remaining strength, and killed it again.

Both sides had exhausted their last ounces of strength, as if they were going to decide who would be the winner in the last quarter of an hour.

At this moment, no one on either side of the battlefield saw that outside the battlefield, there was a cavalry dressed as a Hun and quickly rushed into the distance.

"Report ...... It seems that a decisive battle has entered in front of the city lord."

Decisive battle? Zhao Wuming rode on top of his war horse, holding the reins. As early as two hours ago, he had already led the army to arrive. But considering the fatigue of the soldiers, and the fact that joining the battlefield at that time did not make the most difference. So only here, let them fix on the spot.

Zhang Liang's gaze shifted from the soldiers who had already been trimmed to Zhao Wuming: "It's time for the lord to attack."

"Both sides are exhausted, and the time has indeed come. The order will go down, and the servant army will go up to our Han army first." Without thinking, Zhao Wuming gave the order to attack against the Hun cavalry who had not long surrendered. In this battlefield full of interracial clashes, the Han army needs to maintain its best combat effectiveness no matter what.

The war drums suddenly sounded, and the Hun cavalry in front picked up the weapons in their hands and waved their whips heavily. Then, like a torrent, it rushed to the battlefield ahead. Sometimes it's so ironic that the reinforcements you call are injured by your own people. Thinking of the tribe, those Hun cavalry could only sigh in their hearts, they had to do this for the sake of their relatives.

The sound of horses' hooves was heard, and the two sides of the battle on the battlefield were startled. After seeing the enemy's clothing clearly, the Huns suddenly cheered.

Han Xin's heart also became cold in this cheer.

Just when both sides of the battlefield thought that these Hun cavalry who rushed to the battlefield would kill the servant army. Suddenly, they found that they had stabbed their former friends with their weapons.

The two sides in the battlefield were stunned, Han Xin reacted instantly, and hurriedly shouted: "The Lord is reinforcing the army, so you don't want to kill the enemy quickly."

Han Xin's words were passed on by the soldiers of the servant army, and they instantly resounded on the battlefield. For a time, morale soared, and the two armies gradually converged. The enemy's commander-in-chief reacted quickly and hurriedly ordered the withdrawal of troops.

Ming Jin came out from the rear of the enemy army, and a Hun soldier quickly abandoned his opponent and retreated, followed by a wild run.

Just when the enemy thought they had escaped, there was a loud noise. A rain of arrows came from the surface, and countless Hun cavalry, who had long been tired and had not looked at it, fell in a pool of blood.

Zhao Wuming led 15,000 Han cavalry and appeared in front of those Hun cavalry. Immediately after that, thousands of cavalry spoke at the same time, and a huge violent cry spread throughout the battlefield: "The city lord has an order, and those who surrender will not be killed."

In the midst of this huge noise, countless Hun cavalry could only discard the weapons in their hands and kneel to the ground to show their submission.

"Ding...... The medium-sized tribes located in the western part of Seoul have surrendered".

"Ding...... Xiao He, the prime minister of Seoul, heard that the medium-sized tribes in the west had surrendered. In order to prevent a rebellion, two thousand officials were urgently mobilized in the city to receive the tribe."

"Ding...... When Xiao He, the prime minister of Seoul, heard that the road from Seoul to the northern part of the medium-sized tribe had been opened, he ordered Cao Shen to urgently mobilize 2,000 officials in the city to receive the tribe."

Listening to the three system prompts in a row, a smile flashed at the corner of Zhao Wuming's mouth. The dust settled, and these two tribes were finally their own. Thinking of this, he gently patted his war horse and slowly walked towards the Hun cavalry who knelt on the ground.