The heavy hammer smashed on the back of the Hun soldier's head with a "poof".

The head of the Hun soldier was like a ****** filled with water and stepped on by someone, and with a crisp sound of "pop", the brains and blood burst out in all directions.

Picked up the hammer and smashed the Hun villagers, and the feet were splashed with red, red and white objects in an instant.

The villagers of Baishuizhai tried their best to resist the attack of the Huns, but after all, there were too many Huns, and they were all soldiers who practiced fighting on horseback all year round. Soon, the villagers of Baishuizhai fell down one by one.

The houses were on fire, the village was filled with the cries of women and children, and the men were doing everything they could to protect their women and children. Even those old men picked up farm tools and rushed towards the Huns.

Battles between civilians and armies can never be fought with civilians as the final outcome.

The men in the stockade were already fighting like crazy, but their efforts had little effect, and the Huns still raised their butcher knives and chopped down the villagers one by one.

Many women and children ran out of the burning houses, and the Huns did not have the slightest pity for them because of their weakness.

Many children were killed, and women were taken captive by the Huns on horseback.

A girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old, with a face covered in dust, stood with her back against the wall.

She held a firewood knife tightly in her hand, and a pair of beautiful big eyes stared at the more than a dozen Hun cavalrymen who were approaching her with fear.

Behind the girl, there was also a child who looked to be only about three or four years old.

The child's two immature little hands tightly pulled the hem of the girl's shirt, poked his head out from behind the girl, opened a pair of dark eyes, and looked blankly at the Huns who were approaching him and his sister.

He is still too young to understand that life and death are the line between life and death.

From the faces of the Huns with evil smiles, he could also see that these bad people were going to do something to him and his sister that the villagers would never do.

"Come here!" Approaching the girl, several Huns turned over and jumped off their horses, and one of the Huns roared and rushed towards the girl holding a firewood knife.

The Huns rushed over, and the girl closed her eyes, held the firewood knife in both hands, and slashed at the Huns.

Even if she opened her eyes, she was afraid that she would not be able to hit the Huns who rushed towards him, let alone close her eyes.

The firewood knife did not hit the head of the Huns, but the girl's wrist was grabbed by the Huns, and then, her wrist was twisted by the Huns, and under a sharp pain, the firewood knife in her hand fell to the ground, and her body was also pulled into the arms of the Huns.

Pulling the girl into his arms, the Huns laughed unbridledly, and then a hand was stuffed into the collar of the struggling girl, and he touched her soft double mound recklessly.

The girl was captured by the Huns, and the child behind her was immediately exposed to the eyes of the Huns.

Another Hun strode up to the child, grabbed the child in his hand, held it high, and was about to slam it down on the ground.

"Xiaotao!" When the young brother was lifted above his head by the Huns, and he was about to be thrown to death, the girl let out a terrible howl, and her eyes were round, and she struggled to pounce on her brother.

At the moment when the Huns who were holding Xiaotao were holding Xiaotao with both arms, intending to throw the child to death on the ground, an arrow flew to his back with a "whoosh" and pierced into it with a "poof".

The arrows were extremely powerful, and they were obviously not fired with ordinary bows and arrows.

Piercing the back of the Hun man's heart, the arrow passed through his body, and the arrow pierced through his chest.

The Huns, who had been shot through the body by an arrow, stood in a daze, lowered their heads and looked at the arrows from their chests in disbelief, and fell down unwillingly.

At the moment when his body was about to fall to the ground, a snow-white figure passed by his side and caught Xiao Tao, who was falling with the Huns.

Seeing that someone rescued Xiaotao, the girl who was caught by the Huns suddenly showed joy, and looked at the knight who saved Xiaotao with a pair of eyes full of gratitude.

What appeared in front of her was a Han army general wearing silver armor and white robes. The white robe fluttered in the wind, making him much more elegant than ordinary people, and the silver armor shone dazzlingly in the sun, adding a bit of might to him.

Holding Xiao Tao with a blank face in one hand, who didn't know that he had been closed from the ghost gate for a while, and holding a spear in the other, Zhao Yun raised the spear flatly, and shouted angrily: "No one is left!" Kill! ”

Under the dazzling sunlight, Zhao Yun, who was in white robe and silver armor, was like a statue of a snow sculpture, from his white face to the war horse under his crotch, it was all glowing with holy white.

"Kill!" With Zhao Yun's angry shout, a red tide like a blood wave suddenly rushed towards the Huns who were slaughtering the villagers in the stockade.

The village was full of the corpses of villagers, and there were slimy blood stains everywhere. The soldiers of the Luoyang Army, at the moment they first arrived here, were already shocked by the bloody scene in front of them.

It's just a stockade, and it's so miserable, not to mention the city that has been slaughtered by the whole city!

Several Huns who held the girl hostage, seeing that Zhao Yun had killed their companions, pushed the girl to the side, turned over and jumped on horseback, brandished their weapons, and pounced on Zhao Yun.

With Xiao Tao under his armpit, Zhao Yun held a spear in one hand, clamped his legs towards the horse's belly, and rode his horse to meet those Huns.

The spear danced, although it was only a one-handed gun, Zhao Yun still made the spear like a snake out of a hole, and every time he pricked out a shot, a Hun cavalryman would be shot and fell off his horse.

However, in an instant, more than a dozen Huns were picked off by him.

Picking up more than a dozen Hun soldiers, Zhao Yun pulled the reins and urged the horse to run towards the girl.

When the girl approached, he shook his arm, lifted Xiao Tao under his arm, grabbed Xiao Tao's collar at the back of his neck, and handed Xiao Tao to the girl.

Xiao Tao, who was already scared stupidly, only then did his mouth flatten, and he cried out with a "wow".

The girl hurriedly stepped forward, took Xiao Tao from Zhao Yun's hand, and hugged him tightly in her arms. She was about to thank Zhao Yun, but Zhao Yun had already shaken off the reins, carried a spear, and rushed towards another group of Hun soldiers.

The angry Luoyang army, like a group of crazy tigers, killed the Hun soldiers, the Pu knife in his hand flew over, and the silver Pu knife drew arcs of light. With countless arcs of light crossing, one by one the Hun soldiers were slashed by the cavalry of the Luoyang Army.

If the two sides line up to rush to kill each other, fight with 3,000 Hun soldiers, and 500 Luoyang army cavalry, they may not be able to take any advantage.

But this time, the Luoyang army took the lead, and the Huns were wantonly slaughtering the villagers of Baishuizhai, and they were not at all prepared to suddenly kill a well-equipped cavalry team from behind them.

Caught off guard, the Huns were cut down by a charge of the Luoyang army. By the time they came back to their senses and fought with the Luoyang army, many Huns had already fallen into the dust.

Armed with a spear, Zhao Yun rushed into the midst of the Huns.

The spear in his hand flew up, and with each shot, a Hun would turn over and fall from his horse.

The Hun general, who led this group of Huns, saw that Zhao Yun was brave, his legs were clamped towards the horse's belly, and he rushed up against Zhao Yun on his horse.

It's a pity that he didn't know that what he was rushing towards was Zhao Yun, who had been crisscrossing among hundreds of thousands of Black Mountain troops at the beginning, like entering a no-man's land.

Every time the hooves of the war horse were raised, the Hun general was a few points closer to Zhao Yun and a little closer to the Ghost Gate.

Rushing to a distance of only one war horse from Zhao Yun, the Hun general shouted, raised the straight knife in his hand, and slashed towards Zhao Yun.

At the moment when the two horses intersected, Zhao Yun suddenly let out a loud shout, and the spear in his hand thrust forward.

The Hun general, who was galloping on his horse, felt a pain in the face door before he had time to cut the straight knife, and the sharp tip of the spear pierced into the Hun general's face door with a "poof".

The tip of the gun pierced into the face of the Hun general, and the war horse under the Hun general's crotch let out a long neigh, spread its four hooves and ran past Zhao Yun, but the Hun general was pierced through the head by Zhao Yun with a shot and picked on the tip of the gun.

Holding a spear in one hand and the corpse of the Hun general on the tip of the spear, Zhao Yundou turned around in place and shouted to the cavalry of the Luoyang Army who were fighting: "The enemy general is dead, fight to kill the enemy!" Not a single one to stay! ”

"Kill!" The Hun general was killed by Zhao Yun with a shot, and the Luoyang army suddenly boosted its morale, shouted in unison, and launched a new round of charge towards the Huns one by one.

But the Huns were completely opposite to the Luoyang army, they didn't expect that the general who led them here would be so vulnerable, just a mistake, and they were picked by Zhao Yun on the spear.

The villagers of Baishuizhai who were slaughtered by the Huns, since the Luoyang army rushed into the village, one by one they also howled and pounced on the Huns as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

In the small village, there were corpses everywhere, and most of the villagers picked up the straight knives next to the Huns' corpses from the ground, and launched a counterattack against the Huns with weapons that were far better than agricultural tools.

Under the attack of the Luoyang army and the villagers from both sides, the Huns gradually collapsed, and some of the Huns were already turning their horses and wanted to withdraw from the battlefield.

However, although the encirclement formed by the Luoyang army was not as dense as the inner and outer three layers, it was not something that the Huns could easily break through.

However, in an instant, the breakthrough initiated by the Huns was repelled three times by the Luoyang army, and under the war horses of the Luoyang army, the Huns who were killed were ambushed in patches.

Three consecutive charges were defeated by the Luoyang army, and the encircled Huns were already a little panicked, and many even had the idea of surrendering.

"None of them will be left behind, and no surrender will be accepted!" Riding his horse to the periphery of the encirclement formed by the Luoyang Army, Zhao Yun's eyes narrowed slightly, and he coldly issued a killing order that made all the Huns present feel cold in their hearts!

At this time in Luoyang City, Liu Wei was kneeling in the front hall of Guan Qing's residence, and sitting opposite him was Hua Tuo, who had defected to him and came to Luoyang.

"Sir already knows that the insect plague outside the city is serious!" Kneeling in the hall, Liu Wei stared at Hua Tuo's slightly fairy face without blinking, and said to him: "This king invited Mr. to come, but I want to ask Mr., is there a way to cure insects?" ”