Han Meng remembered what Xin Ping said to him, and hurriedly rushed back to the cavalry camp from Maocheng, ready to act according to the plan.

For Han Meng, he is still quite confident in holding Maocheng. Especially for Xin Ping, a military advisor, he is more confident, and he is even more obedient to Xin Ping.

Although Han Meng is brave and strategic, but after he has experienced so many things, he knows that it is not enough for a person to rely on martial arts, he must also be strategic, and he must know how to plan. Because he already has a deep feeling, he knows that even if he is brave, in this world, he is not ranked, and his courage is limited, and when he can't be safe, he must pay attention to strategy. As for strategy, he also saw that it was often more useful for a strategist to come up with a single plan than to kill a hundred enemies on the battlefield. It's a pity that the strategy is not understood by everyone, and he Han Meng doesn't understand it, so does he have the opportunity to work with Xin Ping, a famous person, so he changed his habit of looking down on literati in the past, respected Xin Ping, and lowered his mentality.

In particular, he listened to Xin Ping's strategy, and during this time, he experienced first-hand the importance and gratifying effect of that kind of decision-making from thousands of miles away. To tell the truth, he didn't have a little bottom in his heart when he was asked to resist the attack of the New Han Army in Maocheng, all because he listened to Xin Ping's strategy, which made him feel that no matter how strong the New Han Army was, he was confident that he could resist the attack of the New Han Army, and maybe, he could also establish immortal miracles.

This time, in his heart, he firmly believed in what Xin Ping said, as long as Xin Ping said that it was possible, he thought it was possible. It was determined that the New Han Army was very likely to be killed from the mountains west of Maocheng as Xin Ping said. If Xin Ping didn't estimate it, forget it. Now, Xin Ping has already taken it into account. Thinking of such a possibility, Han Meng thought that this was a good opportunity. As Xin Ping said, blocked by the barren mountains, even if the New Han army used the cover of the mountains to quietly touch Maocheng, they could only be all infantry. Suppose they killed close to the city of Maocheng, then. His own cavalry then covered up behind them, and it was conceivable that Han Meng could even imagine how those invincible new Han troops would scream and moan under their iron hooves, and how they would be crushed into a piece of flesh and blood by their own cavalry army.

This matter must not be delayed, and it is necessary to return to the cavalry camp as soon as possible, gather the military horses, and be ready to attack at any time. Otherwise. When the time comes, it will be too late to be in a hurry, and it will be a bad thing for the New Han Army to break through Maocheng. What's more, Han Mengtong Guò Xin commented on his look that seemed to be a little worried, and he was also a little worried in his heart. Worried that the New Han Army would suddenly attack and kill him when he didn't expect it. So, if you can prepare early, prepare early.

Han urged the horse and soon left Maocheng. Pegasus all the way, and you can see the cavalry camp in front of you.

But. At this time, Han Meng suddenly felt something. The hand that grabbed the reins of the horse slammed into force, and with a bang, strangled his war horse, causing the war horse to be stopped all of a sudden.

Han Meng kicked the first two hooves dissatisfied, his eyes tightened, and he looked at the cavalry camp that was still two or three miles away with a suspicious expression.

Thundered......

It was the movement of thousands of horses in unison, and occasionally, there seemed to be one or two screams.

What's going on? Could it be that the soldiers in their own cavalry camp were particularly conscious on this day, and when it was just dawn, they got up and exercised early? This, it seems unlikely, right? These sergeants of their own should not be so conscious. What's more, there are some unusual screams?

What the hell happened to his own cavalry camp? You won't be attacked by enemy troops, will you? It seems even more unlikely. Now, their enemy army is the New Han Army, no matter how powerful their New Han Army is, it is impossible to kill their own cavalry camp without a little warning, like a divine soldier descending from the sky, right? What's more, if the New Han Army wants to attack itself, I'm afraid it will attack Maocheng first instead of its own cavalry camp, right? You must know that their barracks have an army of 50,000, and all of them are cavalry, unless the New Han Army dispatches tens of thousands of men and horses to attack them, otherwise, why dare they attack their own camp? You know, if the New Han army dispatched too many military horses, why didn't the scouts who stayed in the mountains to monitor them not have a warning? Why didn't you see a beacon fire in the mountain to warn you?

Well, I am not far from the barracks, and I will be able to rush back to the barracks in less than a quarter of an hour, and when the time comes, will I know at a glance?

As soon as Han Meng thought of this, he wanted to rush back to the barracks.

However, Han Meng's whip did not pull off the horse's buttocks. Because, at this moment, he saw that the cavalry camp not far away, the military camp on the top of the small slope, countless soldiers were running back lifelessly, just enough for him to see clearly.

Thundered......

Han Meng was completely stunned, his soldiers, his cavalry horses, were like crazy at this moment, rushing up from the hillside like a tide, like a torrent, crashing into those soldiers who were running backwards. In the blink of an eye, his soldiers were completely overwhelmed by the horses that belonged to them. Countless terrifying screams rang out, and the screams pierced Han Meng's heart and sent chills all over his body.

"What the hell is going on! My sergeant, my warhorse! Han Meng's eyes were red, a little frightened, and a little angry and roared loudly.

But no one could answer him, and his roar was drowned out by the loud sound of ten thousand horses galloping, and by the screams.

All of a sudden, Han Meng felt like falling into the abyss, he didn't believe it, this was inexplicable, his cavalry battalion was over. In a trance, he saw that in the galloping of ten thousand horses, the soldiers who followed him from birth to death were trampled to the ground by those war horses, trampled into flesh one by one, and there were blood splashes from his soldiers everywhere.

He finally settled down, and finally saw the banner of the New Han Army appear, it was the New Han Army!

How can it be? How can it be? Are these new Han troops really like divine soldiers, suddenly falling from the sky?

What to do? What to do?

It's over, it's all over, the cavalry battalion is over, and the 50,000 cavalry is over......

Han Meng unconsciously felt that his body was trembling, and his face was like ashes.

"Not good...... Mao Cheng ......" Han Meng suddenly shuddered, came to his senses, and thought that his 50,000 cavalry army was finished, so what should Mao Cheng do? Can it still be held?

For a while, Han Meng had an impulse to flee from here immediately, to leave here far away, and never to fight with the New Han Army again, which was really too terrifying, silently, and actually wiped out his 50,000 cavalry at once. Fighting such an enemy is really self-defeating...... (To be continued......)