On the two flanks of the Hun array, a cavalry of about 20,000 men rushed out each.

40,000 cavalry swooped down on the flanks towards the central army of the Luoyang Army.

Just when the Hun cavalry had just rushed out halfway, the heavy cavalry of the Luoyang Army, which had detoured to the two flanks earlier, also launched a counterattack against the Huns.

The heavy cavalry of the Luoyang Army did not intercept the Hun cavalry rushing towards the Chinese army, but rushed straight to the left and right flanks of the Huns.

Each sent 20,000 elite soldiers into the battlefield, and the defense of the two flanks of the Xiongnu was already very weak. And the Huns did not expect that the Luoyang army would give up the defense of the Chinese army and choose to attack their two flanks.

Yu Poison wielded a double axe, rode on horseback, and after the leader collided with the Hun array, he continued to chop the Huns who stood in front of him.

The heavy cavalry of the Luoyang Army led by Yu Poison directly hit the array, and the loose Hun formation was knocked out of a huge gap, and countless Huns were knocked off their horses under the strong impact, and fell under the iron hooves of the Luoyang Army's war horses, and then were trampled into flesh.

The Hun array on the other side, under the attack of the heavy cavalry of the Luoyang Army led by Guan Hai, was not necessarily much better.

The number was equal to that of the heavy cavalry of the Luoyang army, but they did not expect the Luoyang army to abandon the Chinese army, and the flank of the Huns, who launched a fierce attack on them, was quickly defeated.

At this time, in front of the Luoyang Army, Yu Linwei, who had only fired arrows in the back of the Modao Formation, had also participated in the battle and fought with the Hun cavalry several times their size.

The wind swept across the grassland, accompanied by the trembling of the blades of grass, and the strong smell of blood wafted to Liu Wei, who was watching the battle between the two armies from afar.

Previously, there was a hint of pride on Liu Wei's face, but at this time, his expression was indifferent.

The most critical part of array operations has always been the number of people.

Whichever side has the upper hand in numbers has a much greater chance of victory.

In this battle, it was obvious that the Huns had an advantage in numbers!

In the distance, the Huns in a large array, Guan Hai and Yu Poison had already routed the left and right flanks of the Huns, and were launching a fierce attack on their Chinese army.

Different from Liu Wei's indifference, under the Hun Grand Formation, Liu Bao was full of panic at this time.

The sound of shouting and killing was already close at hand, and the deafening roar made Liu Bao feel that his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

"King Zuoxian!" Just when Liu Bao was suppressing his nervousness, trying his best to calm down, and commanding the soldiers to launch a fierce attack on the Luoyang army, a blood-stained Hun soldier rode a horse towards him...... The left wing is defeated! ”

Knowing that the left flank was defeated, Liu Bao hurriedly turned his head to look to the left, and sure enough, he saw that the Hun army on the left flank had been dispersed by the Luoyang army, and retreated to the rear lifelessly.

Shocked by the rout of the left flank, Liu Bao had not yet come to his senses, and another Hun soldier with a bloody face rode a horse to him, jumped off the horse, although he did not fall to the ground, but he was half-kneeling and shouted to Liu Bao: "King Zuoxian, the right flank of our army is scattered!" ”

The continuous collapse of the left and right flanks means that the Chinese army has completely lost its barrier and is completely exposed to the eyes of the Luoyang army.

Just when Liu Bao's face was full of consternation and he was thinking about how to deal with the rout of the two wings, another Hun cavalry rode his horse and galloped towards him.

After dismounting, the Hun cavalry half-knelt on the ground and said to Liu Bao: "King Zuoxian, the Luoyang army has broken the two wings of our army and has killed the Chinese army!" ”

"The front is the back, the defense is laid out, and the army retreats!" The flank had completely collapsed, and Liu Bao knew that if he continued to fight, he was afraid that even his Chinese army would be taken by the Luoyang army in the end, so he hurriedly ordered a retreat.

After more than an hour, the battlefield finally fell silent.

The cries of the soldiers during the battle had faded away with the wind that swept across the wilderness.

On the battlefield, which had been fighting all day, there were corpses of soldiers killed on both sides everywhere.

The snow-white sheepskin on the corpses of the Huns was mostly red with blood, and the fallen Luoyang soldiers had their clothes gently swept in the wind, as if telling the bravery of their masters in life.

Tens of thousands of soldiers of the Luoyang Army are cleaning up the battlefield.

Many shirtless Luoyang soldiers dug huge pits in the ground with shovels, while more Luoyang soldiers lifted the corpses of soldiers killed on both sides and threw them into the deep pits that had already been dug up.

When the two soldiers of the Luoyang Army lifted the corpse of a Huns, the Huns suddenly moved.

The two Luoyang soldiers carrying the corpses glanced at each other, and from each other's expressions, they both saw that they were stunned.

Just when they carried the Huns who were not yet dead and didn't know what to do, they led the cavalry to charge and kill among the Huns, and Guan Hai, who was already covered with blood, rode a horse and came to them with a knife.

"What's wrong?" Seeing that the two soldiers were carrying a Hun man and were stunned, Guan Hai frowned, and asked the two soldiers in a cold tone.

He ...... Not dead yet......" Looking at Guan Hai, one of the soldiers whispered a sentence and said to Guan Hai: "The two of us are thinking, whether to bury it or not?" If you want to bury ......"

"It's a little thing, it's so entangled!" Knowing that it was because the Huns were not dead, without waiting for the soldiers to finish speaking, Guan Hai glared at the two Luoyang soldiers, picked up the big knife, and slashed at the belly of the Huns who were lifted by them.

The big knife fell, and a stream of blood splashed up, and the two Huns carried by the Luoyang army were actually cut in two by Guan Hai from the middle with a knife.

Bai Huahua's intestines fell to the ground from the split body, and the two Luoyang soldiers carried half of the corpse, looking at Guan Hai with a shocked face, their mouths were slightly open, and they couldn't say another half a word.

"Then there is no need to entangle!" A knife cut the Huns' waist into two, Guan Hai didn't seem to have to drop a word, and went to the other group of Luoyang troops who were cleaning up the battlefield.

Looking at Guan Hai's departing back, until he was far away, the two Luoyang soldiers glanced at each other, one of them stuck out his tongue and licked his lips, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, carried half of the corpse of the Huns, and said to his companion: "Let's go!" ”

The other Luoyang soldier heard his companion greet him, nodded, and without saying a word, dragged the other half of the corpse and walked with his companion to the nearest pit.

Standing on the battlefield, looking around at the Luoyang Army who were cleaning the battlefield, Liu Wei's brows were slightly twisted, and his face was iron-blue.

In this battle, although the Luoyang army finally won the victory, it also paid an extremely heavy price.

The officers and soldiers who cleaned the battlefield carried away every four or five corpses of the Huns, they would lift the corpse of a Luoyang army who died in battle.

Not far away, in a huge deep pit, it was already buried with the Luoyang army that had died in battle.

More than a dozen soldiers of the Luoyang Army who buried their companions were barebacked, wielding shovels, throwing dirt on the corpses of the Luoyang soldiers who had been sleeping here for a long time.

With the movements of the more than a dozen Luoyang soldiers wielding shovels, shovels of dirt fell on the corpses of Luoyang soldiers in the deep pit.

The big red robes worn by the corpses were covered with mud little by little, and the warriors who had been sleeping forever gradually disappeared into the land where they had lived and fought as the soil covered their bodies.

Seeing the corpses of the Luoyang army that were being buried in the mud, Liu Wei shook the reins lightly, and slowly walked towards the deep pit that was being filled with mud little by little.

Guan Qing and the Wang sisters, who were following Liu Bian, saw Liu Bian riding a horse to the deep pit where the body of the Luoyang Army was buried, and they also quickly shook off the reins and followed him closely.

Before arriving at the deep pit, Liu Wei turned over and jumped off the horse, stood straight on the edge of the pit, and stared down at the Luoyang soldiers lying in the pit.

Liu Wei got off the horse, and Guan Qing and the Wang sisters also jumped off the horse, stood behind him, and saluted the body of the Luoyang army in the deep pit with him.

The soldiers of the Luoyang Army, who were wielding shovels to fill the pit with soil, saw that Liu Wei had come to the edge of the pit, hurriedly stopped the work in hand, bowed down one by one, and stood facing Liu Bi.

The Luoyang army lying in the pit was covered in blood, and many of them even had their limbs mutilated during the battle.

But the Luoyang army who died in battle, everyone's demeanor was unusually peaceful, and there were many corpses with faint smiles on the corners of their mouths.

A corpse of the Luoyang Army very close to Liu Wei, his eyes were slightly open, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was very indifferent, as if he had seen his relatives when he returned to his hometown in triumph, and was showing a sweet smile to his relatives.

Striding forward, Liu Wei stepped on the edge of the pit with one foot, leaned forward, reached out and gently pressed on the face of Luoyang Jun, who had opened his eyes slightly, pressed his palm against his eyelids, and wiped it under the squire.

Liu Wei's hand moved away from the face of the Luoyang Army, and the Luoyang Army really closed his eyes.

After death, the muscles of people become stiff, and it is generally difficult for them to close their eyes if they are open. But Liu Wei stroked it gently, but it made the Luoyang general's eyes close.

The wish of the dead Luoyang Army has been fulfilled, and there is no more to worry about in this world. He used to worship the king of Luoyang, who was like a god, and after he died, he would close his eyes for him with his own hands, what else could he not let go?

"Your Highness......" When Liu Wei stood up again, his face was full of pathos, and Guan Qing, who was standing behind him, whispered to him: "Your Highness, don't be too sad, when fighting, the soldiers are all heroes!" ”

It's okay that Guan Qing didn't speak, as soon as she said this, Liu Wei slowly raised his face, closed his eyes facing the sky, and two lines of tears couldn't help but slide down his cheeks.

Liu Wei is not a saint, and when he kills enemies, he never feels the slightest guilt in his heart. But seeing so many soldiers who followed him fall, it was an unacceptable fact for him.

"Call Akihime!" Looking up at the sky, he was silent for a long time, and Liu Biancai said to Guan Qing behind him with a little choked voice: "Please Zhao Ji to play a song for the soldiers, celebrate the living soldiers, and do a great job for the dead soldiers!" ”