The wind of early summer blows warmly on people's bodies, bringing a slight sense of smoke.

Standing on the edge of the barracks, Zhao Yun, Zhang Liao and the others looked forward to the direction of the Hun camp in the distance, and the wind swept past them, lifting their clothes and adding a little graceful majesty to each of them.

In the barracks, the inky battle flags fluttered and waved under the wind. It was like a warrior who was moving and flickering on the battlefield, constantly slashing his sword on the enemy's head, and the fluttering sound of the battle flag of "Hulala" made the military camp more solemn and solemn.

"General, look!" At the end of the line of sight, as soon as a cloud of smoke and dust appeared, Yang Feng, who was standing behind Zhao Yun, raised his hand and pointed forward, shouting to Zhao Yun: "General Taishi is back!" ”

Looking at the smoke and dust in the distance, Zhao Yun's brows finally gradually relaxed.

A team of Luoyang troops wearing red robes, under the guidance of a general, quickly galloped in the direction of the barracks.

The cavalry, which was not very numerous, was getting closer and closer to the barracks, and when they were so close that they were only a hundred steps away from Zhao Yun and the others, Zhao Yun found that there seemed to be a person under Tai Shici's armpit.

Because there was still some distance, Zhao Yun couldn't see who was caught by Tai Shici, and could only vaguely see that it was a Huns.

led the three hundred heavy cavalry of the Luoyang Army who had just fought back and forth in the Hun camp, and as soon as Zhao Yun and others approached, Tai Shici suddenly lifted the reins and strangled the war horse.

The two front hooves of the war horse were raised high, and with a long neigh, the gallop stopped.

When the war horse was stable, Tai Shici threw the man under his ribs to the ground, arched his hand towards Zhao Yun with his fist, and said to Zhao Yun: "The last general is fortunate to live up to his mission, there are many people in three hundred, and he also captured a Hun general." ”

Tai Shici, who was riding on horseback, was stained with blood even with people and horses, and the whole person seemed to have been soaked in blood. Just from his blood-stained appearance, it can be seen that he must have experienced a bloody fight.

The three hundred Luoyang Army cavalry who followed Tai Shici were also similar to him.

The red robes were stained with blood, and the robes on the soldiers of the Luoyang Army were all dark red.

Because their bodies and faces were covered with blood, their clothes were tightly clinging to their skin, and even the wind brushed past them, but they could not lift their clothes.

first looked at Tai Shi Ci who was still riding on horseback, and then looked around and followed Tai Shi Ci into the Hun military camp, although he was in a row among tens of thousands of Huns, but he did not show any fatigue, but all of them were full of three hundred Luoyang troops, Zhao Yun hugged his fists, arched his hands towards Tai Shi Ci and the three hundred Luoyang soldiers and said: "Ziyi is hard!" Soldiers, hard work! If Your Highness knew that you were waiting for such a great victory today, you would be inexplicably relieved! ”

Tai Shi Ci and the three hundred Luoyang soldiers who followed him into the Xiongnu military camp saw Zhao Yun bow to them, and they jumped off their horses and hugged their fists to salute Zhao Yun in return.

After saluting, Tai Shici put down his hands, looked down at the Huns who were thrown on the ground by him, kowtowed and bleeding, and had fainted, and said to Zhao Yun: "I waited for the Huns to be killed, and there are two thousand levels of beheading." When we entered the Hun barracks, this person was trying to abuse my Han woman, and I captured him, and I implore the general to send him down! ”

When Tai Shici said that the Xiongnu general who had fainted in the past had intended to insult the Han woman, Zhao Yun frowned tightly, looked down at the Xiongnu general, and was silent for a moment before saying to Pei Yuanshao behind him: "General Pei, this person is still left to you to deal with!" ”

Hearing that Zhao Yun said that he would hand over the Hun general to him for disposal, Pei Yuanshao, who was born in the Yellow Turban Army and had been a bandit, suddenly had a smile on his face, first hugged his fists and thanked Zhao Yun, and then turned his head and said to several soldiers behind him: "Go and prepare a wooden stake more than two people high for this general, and get some nails!" ”

Although he didn't know why Pei Yuanshao didn't kill the Hun general who was captured by Tai Shici with a sword, those soldiers still responded with their fists and prepared a wooden stake for him.

Tai Shi Ci led three hundred Luoyang troops to rush and kill, and the Hun military camp was full of the corpses of the Huns who had been cut down.

The splatters of blood stained the ground red, and many of the Huns' tents were also torn apart in the fighting.

There were far more wounded than the dead, wailing and screaming, and the entire Hun camp was filled with a sad atmosphere.

led several Hun generals to patrol around the barracks, his brows tightened, and he asked a Hun general behind him: "The one who led the men and horses to kill the barracks, but Zhao Zilong?" ”

"It's not!" The Xiongnu general who was questioned listened to the question of Qubei, and hurriedly answered: "That Han will be killed in the barracks, and we will only hear him shouting 'Donglai Tai Shici'." ”

"Tai Shi Ci!" Repeating the name of the Hun general, his brows tightened, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if talking to himself, and as if he was saying to a few Hun generals behind him: "The Luoyang army is like a cloud, we only know that Zhao Yun is powerful, and I don't want this Tai Shi Ci to be very ......good."

"Right Virtuous King!" Just when he was going to humiliate the Luoyang army, a Hun soldier stumbled towards him, and before he could run to him, he stumbled and fell to the ground.

"Tell me something!" Seeing that the Hun soldier looked flustered, he thought that the Luoyang army had killed it again, pressed the handle of the knife with his hand, and shouted at the Hun soldier and asked, "But the enemy army has killed again?" ”

Many Huns in the barracks were treating the wounded and carrying the corpses to bury, leaving the Huns who were closer, listening to him ask but the enemy killed again, only when the Luoyang army really killed back, suddenly felt a chill.

Those who treated the wounded, regardless of the miserable howling companions, jumped up with a roll and crawled, and ran away without a figure; Those who carry corpses or seriously wounded people, regardless of the people or corpses they are still carrying, shake their hands and lift the people or corpses they are carrying to the ground, and flee without their lives.

The chaos was like a plague that swept the entire military camp in an instant, some people were in chaos first, and although more Huns in the distance didn't know what was happening, they still didn't forget the terrifying scene of the three hundred and one killing gods rushing into the barracks just now, and they also fled in all directions.

The uninjured Huns screamed in horror, holding their heads and jumping around, and those who were wounded, if their legs could still run as usual, would not lose to their able-bodied companions, and fled out of the barracks while wailing in panic.

As for the Huns, who were wounded in their legs and feet and could not run at all, they howled one by one, begging their companions who ran past them to take them away.

"Don't mess up, don't mess up!" There was chaos in the barracks, and he knew that it was his words just now that caused a big disaster, so he hurriedly raised his arms and shouted at the Huns who were fleeing in all directions.

Several Hun generals who followed him drew their sabers from their waists and shouted at the Huns who were fleeing in all directions, trying to stop the chaos from continuing.

"It's not the enemy who killed you!" The Hun soldier, who didn't expect that there would be a sudden chaos in the barracks, thought that he had caused trouble, and looked at Qubei with a frightened face, trembling all over, and shouted to Qubei: "It was the Luoyang army who picked a wooden stake, and the captured general was tied to the stake!" ”

"It's not the enemy who killed you!" Listening to the words shouted by the Hun soldiers, he turned around and shouted to the Huns who were running around: "Don't panic! ”

The shouts of humility really worked, and the nearby Huns heard that it was not the Luoyang army that killed them, and under the threat of the swords in the hands of several Hun generals, they gradually quieted down.

The chaotic Hun military camp quickly regained its tranquility, and the Huns, who were still running away with their lives just now, stopped one after another and looked towards the Bei side.

Looking around at the nearby Huns who looked flustered, he couldn't help but feel a sense of sadness in his heart.

The Huns grew up on horseback since they were children, and even if they met a pack of wolves, they would not have the slightest fear, but this time, tens of thousands of Huns were killed by hundreds of Luoyang troops.

In battlefield fighting, courage is crucial. Leading such a team that has completely lost the will to fight and only thinks about how to escape from the battlefield to save their lives, I really don't know how to continue the battle and win.

Glancing at the embarrassed Huns, he originally wanted to say something to humble, but he suddenly lost the interest in speaking, but turned around, waved his hand at the Hun soldier who reported the news, and said, "Lead this king to take a look!" ”

Thinking that the Hun soldiers who were about to be in danger of disaster, they heard that they wanted him to lead the way, and suddenly knew that the disaster would not fall on their heads, and their hearts were suddenly relieved, and they hurriedly responded, stood sideways to the side, and waited to be humiliated.

Under the guidance of the Hun soldiers, he walked quickly towards the periphery of the barracks.

When they arrived at the edge of the barracks on the side opposite the Luoyang army, without waiting for the Hun soldiers to point out, they saw that only a few dozen steps away from them, five or six Luoyang soldiers on war horses had nailed a wooden stake to the ground.

Pei Yuanshao held a spear in one hand, facing the Xiongnu military camp and stood on horseback, his eyes narrowed slightly, revealing a deep hatred from the corners of his eyes.

From a distance, he saw the figure of Qubei appear on the edge of the Hun military camp, and Pei Yuanshao, who led these Luoyang troops, raised the spear in his hand and shouted at the Luoyang soldiers who had just nailed the wooden stakes: "Return to the barracks!" ”

After getting Pei Yuanshao's order, several Luoyang soldiers responded in unison, turned their horses, and followed Pei Yuanshao to the Luoyang army camp in the distance.

Dozens of steps away, Qubei can only see that there seems to be a person nailed to the stake, but because of the distance, he can't see very clearly, and he doesn't know what happened to the Hun general in the Luoyang Army.

"Let's take a look!" Seeing that Pei Yuanshao and the others were far away, he beckoned behind him and shouted to his own soldiers: "Lead the horse over!" ”

After receiving the order, one of the soldiers hurriedly turned around and ran towards the barracks, and after a while, he brought the fat and strong mount of the Bei.

Turning over and jumping on the horse's back, he shook the reins, and rode his horse towards the stake dozens of paces away, nailed to his own stake.

A group of personal soldiers behind him, seeing him riding his horse and rushing out, also hurriedly got on the horse's back and followed closely behind him.