Whether it is a person or a horse, after all, they are all flesh and blood, and after a long time, they will eventually feel tired.

galloped nearly 100 miles overnight, and also stepped on the camp of the Huns, whether it was a knight or a war horse, the physical strength was very seriously consumed. If it wasn't for the last resort, Liang Xiao would never have broken into the second battalion.

The lesser of the two powers, Liang Xiao did this because the opportunity was fleeting, and he had to do so.

The soldiers were either tempted by wealth and wealth, or stimulated by revenge to lose their normal rationality, and it is not excluded that some people were confused by Liang Xiao's legendary achievements and had an almost superstitious worship, in short, they accepted Liang Xiao's order and followed Liang Xiao to rush to the camp again without hesitation. But Liang Xiao himself knows very well that if he is not ruthless and comes up with some decisive means, it will be difficult to complete the task this time, and it is more likely to kill himself.

Taking the war horse that accompanied them all the way as a pioneer is one of Liang Xiao's means.

Liang Xiao ordered to tie dead grass or pine branches to the body or tail of the war horse, and set it on fire before entering the battle. The fire roasted the body of the war horse, sizzling. Although these war horses are well trained enough to deal with the chaos of war horses, they are animals after all, and they were burned by the fire, and they suddenly went crazy with pain, and used their last brute force to rush into the camp of the Huns.

"Boom!" A war horse collided with a stunned Hun, the Hun flew up, drew an arc, and fell heavily to the ground, causing his internal organs to displace, and his eyes were black for a while. Before he could react, a bowl-sized horse's hoof stepped over and hit him in front of him, and he immediately whimpered.

"Wow!" A war horse covered in fire rushed into the camp of the Huns, jumping around. Long hiss. trampled the Huns in the tent to the point where the ghosts cried wolves. The fire on his body ignited the tent, and the fire intensified.

Liang Xiao has a total of more than 3,000 people, one person and three horses, and nearly 10,000 war horses. The first time he lost a third of his battle, this time he took out nearly a third of his horses and charged into battle, divided into several batches, and rushed to the camp of the Huns from different directions. All of a sudden, the Hun camp was in chaos.

In the face of the war horses that were burned madly by the fire, the Huns had nothing to do, and after one companion after another was injured and trampled to death by the horse, and one tent after another was ignited by the fire on the horse, they no longer had the courage to stop, turned around and ran, regardless of the rush to the Chinese army camp.

It was not the war horses that rushed into the Chinese army first, but it was these panicked Huns.

The Chinese army's personal guard battalion stepped forward to intercept it, but these Huns were already frightened crazy, and the usually superior personal guard battalion also lost its deterrent power at this moment. They drew their swords. Flee from the road, and cut down whoever stands in the way. In front of these outlaws. The elite samurai of the guard battalion were also slashed. As soon as the horses that rushed into battle arrived, they were also completely defeated, either knocked down by the horses, or turned around and ran, and they didn't care about Liang Xiao and the others at all.

Liang Xiao slowed down his pace and raised his clairvoyance to find the direction of the baggage camp.

This is the camp responsible for guarding the baggage, a large number of cattle, sheep and forage must occupy the main space, and his purpose is to burn these cattle, sheep, and forage, so that the Huns have no meat to eat, so that the Huns' war horses have no grass to feed.

With the previous experience of charging into battle, coupled with the ultra-distant vision blessed by clairvoyance, Liang Xiao quickly discovered the location of the baggage camp. As soon as he gave the order, he rushed towards the baggage camp in the first place, and a rain of arrows shot from a hundred paces away.

Three thousand soldiers followed. There were war horses to help them charge into battle, attracting the attention of the Huns, and they could concentrate on setting fires.

For a time, people were like tigers, horses were like dragons, and arrows were like flying locusts, overwhelming the sky and the earth.

Hearing the sound of the alarm horn and the cry of the rear camp, the Huns in the baggage battalion already knew that the big thing was not good, and they rushed out of the big tent one after another, stepped on the war horses, and prepared to meet the battle. Their reactions are not untimely or unprofessional, but their opponents are equally outstanding and rare.

Under the blazing firelight, Liang Xiao and the others walked through the open space between the tents and came on horseback, even in the chaotic camp, they still maintained an impact formation. A hundred paces away, the crossbowmen pulled the crossbow machine and fired powerful arrows.

"Whoosh!" A batch of crossbow arrows flew in, and several Huns who rushed to the front were hit by arrows, turned over and fell off their horses.

"Whoosh!" Several more sharp arrows flew in, few but very accurate, and almost none of them missed.

Several more Huns were shot and fell from their horses.

Before they could see the appearance of the other party, the Huns fell more than a dozen people, and the knights behind were empty, and they couldn't help but be surprised. Before they could come to their senses, the light cavalry came into range, and another rain of arrows made them embarrassed and bitter.

The sound of horses' hooves was like a storm, connected into a piece, and in an instant it reached the Huns.

"Kill!" The Greek boy Alexander leveled his spear, and with a roar of rage, the spear pierced the breastplate of a Hun and picked him up. Alexander threw his spear away, drew his sword from his waist, and flew by, and with a flash of the sword, the sharp knife cut the neck of another Hun knight.

Blood gushed out, and the Huns clutched their necks and fell off their horses screaming.

The assault cavalry was overwhelmed and rushed into the baggage camp in one go. After several battles, their spears were basically exhausted, and most of them fought with their swords, the swords flashed, tearing through the night wind, tearing open the bodies of the Huns, and the screams were endless.

Liang Xiao and the others kept waving their hands, shooting sharp arrows one by one, shooting off the Huns who were threatening within the range one by one, and suppressing the Huns' counterattack with all their might. They have precise archery skills, a tacit understanding formed by a long period of running, and six bows, but the power produced by dozens of crossbows is comparable.

The light cavalry outside, including the crossbow cavalry, kept firing and assisted the assault cavalry in the charge.

The Huns mainly used cavalry and archery, and rarely fought hand-to-hand unless they were forced to do so. The leather armor on their bodies could not block the arrows of close-range shooting, and the curved bows in their hands could only cover the rout, which was not suitable for frontal duels.

Long and short cooperation, both far and near, the Han army with Liang Xiao and others as the front, easily rushed into the baggage camp. They immediately dispersed and set fire to it.

In a matter of moments, a heavy camp fire broke out, and the fire spread rapidly, spreading to half the camp in a short time.

Looking at the sky-high firelight, although the tone is like dead ashes.

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Next to Daze, a fierce battle is raging.

Successfully attracted the Right Xianwang back, Cheng Buzhi immediately contracted the formation and retreated to the camp in an orderly manner. However, in order to contain King Youxian as much as possible and prevent him from despairing, Cheng Buzhi left more than 3,000 people outside the camp as bait, putting on an unyielding and ready to break through again at any time.

Among the three main generals who went out this time, Li Guang had the greatest reputation and the strongest combat effectiveness, but when it came to the command ability of the battle array, Cheng Buzhi far surpassed Li Guang. The formation of more than 10,000 people under his command was like an arm, advancing and retreating in an orderly manner. Although the Huns were powerful, they could not help him.

The two sides were separated by a barracket and stalemate.

Cheng didn't know that he had clairvoyance, and he found the fire in the west in front of King Youxian. He couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, and he was afraid that he would misjudge for a while, so he hurriedly handed the clairvoyance to Changshi Chen Anping.

"Look, is that a fire?"

Chen Anping was surprised and delighted, and hurriedly took the clairvoyance and observed it carefully. In the slightly distorted vision of clairvoyance, the sky in the west became brighter and brighter than in the east, and there was more smoke billowing into the sky.

"General, did you really succeed?" Chen Anping put down his clairvoyance, unable to believe his eyes.

At this moment, even if he doesn't use clairvoyance, Cheng Buzhi can see the faint fire and smoke. He raised thick, thick eyebrows, and suddenly smiled. "That's fair, he helped Li Guang once, and he helped me once."

Chen Anping smiled knowingly. Liang Xiao burned the baggage of the Huns, and Cheng Buzhi's persistence here has meaning. Otherwise, no matter how many beheadings they have, it's useless, and what are the exploits to talk about if they lose the battle?

"Beat the drums, prepare to fight back." Cheng Buzhi rubbed his hands and smiled. "I'm afraid Youxian King is going crazy this time."

Chen Anping laughed loudly. The baggage is burned, and it is strange that the right virtuous king is not crazy.

The war drums sounded loudly, and the soldiers of the Han army were in high spirits and immediately took action, ready to fight back.

Seeing that the Han army was about to change formations again, King Youxian, who had been fighting for half the night, also became energetic. He raised his hand and was about to order the cavalry to prepare to charge, when the guards around him suddenly screamed. "Look, my lord."

"Lao Tzu is not blind, he can see." King Youxian glared at him angrily, only to find that the guards had turned their necks back, almost twisted, and their eyes were frightened, and there was even more fire in their eyes. And not only him, but also many guards next to him were looking at the west, their eyes full of inexplicable fear.

King Youxian subconsciously turned around and looked, and suddenly petrified, as if he had been stabbed in the chest, pulling out the cold.

After a while, he came back to his senses and roared: "Guard the camp, come with me!" ”

The horn sounded, and the Huns retreated like a tide. The Right Virtuous King galloped away with three thousand elite horsemen. The other Hun generals were confused, didn't know what was going on, and made a mess. However, someone soon spotted the fire and smoke in the west and was dumbfounded.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Buzhi immediately ordered an attack. The Han army's large array suddenly dissolved like spring ice, turned into several charging formations, roared and roared in the thunderous war drums, like a fierce tiger descending the mountain, killing the Huns' camp.

The Xiongnu generals, who were ordered to stay behind, were furious and ordered a counterattack. The pride of the Huns was deep-rooted, and even if they suffered unexpected losses, they still did not take the Han army seriously. Cheng didn't know how to defend the camp, and he dared to take the initiative to attack, which was simply too ignorant of the Huns.

He must be taught a lesson and let him know who is really strong.

The horn sounded again, and the Huns went and returned, riding horses and galloping, surrounding the Han army in the center.

Cheng Buzhi was calm and calm, commanding the Han army to form a formation and fight with the Huns.

For a time, the arrows galloped, the people shouted and the horses neighed, and the killing was indistinguishable.

(To be continued.) )