The north wind withers the white grass, and Humari horses. Looking north at Yanyun is endless, and the east of the river goes to the water.

After the night, the moon is in the building, and the autumn is coming. The iron coat is heavy and the frost is heavy, and the war horse is old. Since there is Lulongse, smoke and dust fly to this day.

Jiangbei City, midnight, garrison camp.

"General, something is wrong! The defenders of the city gate reported urgently: The Northern Yan cavalry attacked at night and concentrated their forces to attack the south side of our protective wall...... The battle was too sudden, and the guards were struggling to defend it! ”

Ye Ruiguang quickly got up and put on his clothes, "Go and give the order to mobilize the army and quickly support the city gate guards; Then send a separate team to evacuate the people within a radius of 100 meters of the city wall. ”

"Yes, General!"

"Report~! On the west side of the moat, enemy forces are found approaching! ”

"Report~! Our barracks were on fire ........."

“..................”

Ye Zhiqiu was woken up by a noise, and when he opened the window, he saw a fiery red patch in the sky, illuminating the night like a rising sun. She came to her senses, it was the direction of her grandfather's barracks. She trotted to her parents' courtyard, just in time for her mother to see her father leave.

"Mother, is there something wrong with the barracks? Ruochen is still there! ”

They only returned to Jiangbei yesterday, and Ye Ruochen's playmates when he was young were all in the military camp, and they reunited after a long time, but they did not return to the general's mansion.

"Hmm.... Your father said that the fire was so big that it could only be a fire in the barracks........ Don't worry, when your father and grandfather come home, you'll know. Ruochen..... It should be fine..... There has been no war on the border for twenty or thirty years .... It shouldn't be ....." Xu Anjiao comforted herself, it won't be the worst outcome.

They waited anxiously until early in the morning when someone came to report: the Northern Yan cavalry had raided and the granary was on fire.

There was a thunderbolt on a sunny day, but Ye Zhiqiu felt strange: "The Northern Yan cavalry has broken through the city gate?" How did it burn to the granary? ”

"The Northern Yan cavalry did not enter the city gate, but only shot all the fire oil arrows in the quiver, and then retreated out of our range. The range of the fire oil arrow can't burn the granary, is ........ There are fine works of the Northern Yan in the city. Pity...... He was caught on the spot and committed suicide by taking poison. ”

"Siege warfare: first approach the enemy city, then dig a system of trenches and fortifications that surround the entire city. to cut off the enemy city from the outside world (it is difficult to build such a system of fortifications for cities that are too large, but it is still applicable because it usually requires a large army to attack a huge city). This system includes trenches, berms, and towers, as well as ballistas on berms. In order to prevent the enemy from burning the civil fortifications with incendiary weapons, the towers were often kept at a distance from the walls of the enemy city. Generally, such a fortification system should be built inside and outside, the inner level against the enemy army in the city, and the outer level against the direction of the enemy's reinforcements. The army was stationed in the fortifications to prevent the enemy from breaking through and to fight the enemy reinforcements if they arrived. After a long siege, the enemy was forced to surrender or storm the city. ”

The first moment was terrifying. There is nothing more pitiful than a frightened crowd. They rushed to get their weapons. They cried and ran, and many fell. These strong men who were attacked did not know what they were doing, they themselves shot each other. Some frightened people ran out of the house, ran into the house, ran out again, and scurried around in the middle of the battle. The family was shouting to each other. It was a tragic battle, involving even women and children. Whizzing cannonballs trailed long rays of light through the darkness. Bullets radiated from every dark corner. There was smoke and chaos everywhere. The entanglement of the baggage carts and the gun wagons made the chaos even more confusing. The horses also jumped in shock. People trampled on the wounded. There was moaning everywhere underground. These people were terrified, and those people were fainted. Soldiers and officers searched for each other. In the midst of all this, some people still hold a gloomy indifference. A woman sat against a wall, nursing her baby, and her husband, who had a broken leg and his back against the wall, was bleeding as he calmly loaded his carbine and released it into the darkness ahead. Some were lying on the ground, with their guns open in the middle of the wheels of the wagon. From time to time there was a burst of loud shouting. The loud roar of the cannons drowned out everything. It's pretty scary.

The two armies gradually intertwined and intertwined, and it was impossible to retreat at this time, and only desperate fighting could they survive. The war drums of both sides were rejoicing, and the screams and killings were undulating, and everyone knew in their hearts that today's battle was a fight of life and death.

In such a close confrontation, the bows and crossbows were no longer of great use, and the soldiers on both sides dismounted and drew their swords one after another, and fought with short soldiers. The Xiongnu relied on the large number of people, often two or three people besieged a Han soldier, stabbed him to death with a sword, and then turned to look for the next target.

The officers and commanders of the Han army saw the clue and shouted loudly: "Our side gathers, don't be alone!" The soldiers gathered around the commanders and fought with the crowd.

Huo Qubing and Rui Cai rushed to fight for a while, he looked around, and now the fierce battle has been a long time, and the morale of the Han army is gradually declining. The dense Huns continued to pour out of the mountain passes, and many Han soldiers felt that there was no hope of victory, and retreated step by step under the enemy's forced killing.

Huo Qubing shouted to the elite troops led by himself: "Everyone follow me to kill, let the Huns see what the Han army is cavalry!" "At this critical juncture, the example of the commander-in-chief directly affects the morale of the whole army. Whether to fight or retreat, only the hussar general is the head of the horse.

Thousands of horsemen echoed the sky, and under the leadership of Huo Quzhi, they were like a black-armored dragon, constantly piercing around the battlefield, killing the Huns bravely. The Han army, which had relieved the siege, was greatly encouraged, and had the courage to pounce on the Huns.

This hand-to-hand battle was dark, but the Huns seemed to be endless, constantly gushing out.

The army is like ants, and human life is like grass!

I don't know how long the fight lasted, many Han soldiers had cut the blades in their hands, and five or six people gathered together to lean on their backs and fight with the Hun soldiers who were surrounded by several times. Their leather armor was scarred with swords, splattered with their own blood and that of their enemies. Many of them had suffered multiple wounds, blood was gushing out, and many of them had mutilated blades, but they were all fearless.

A sergeant shouted: "Death before and after, and fight with the Huns for their lives!" Encouraged by him, the crowd around him grew in courage and screamed to rush forward as if they were not dying. Each person finds a Hun soldier and strives to kill it, and if it succeeds, it is enough; If it is unsuccessful, it will also be desperate to cut and maim the opponent.

Some people have no blades, and pick up the broken knives scattered around them; Some simply pounced with their bare hands, holding the Huns and rolling over and over, with fists, feet, knees and elbows, and even using their teeth as weapons.

The blood is like burning, staining the limbs of the people!

The blade is like ice, and the eyes of everyone are swayed!

Everyone on the battlefield was in a hysterical frenzy, blood obscured their vision, their ears were confused, and the whole land had become a red and bloody world in their eyes......

Some people have no blades, and pick up the broken knives scattered around them; Some simply pounced with their bare hands, holding the Huns and rolling over and over, with fists, feet, knees and elbows, and even using their teeth as weapons.

The blood is like burning, staining the limbs of the people!

The blade is like ice, and the eyes of everyone are swayed!

Everyone on the battlefield was in a hysterical frenzy, blood obscured their vision, their ears were confused, and the whole land had become a red and bloody world in their eyes......