Ah Tie rode a thin horse, unhurriedly 'galloping' in front, looking at a panic, indeed like a bad guy who did a lot of evil.

A detachment of Hun cavalry followed.

In less than a cup of tea, the distance between them has been shortened a lot, and it is estimated that after a while, they will be able to catch up.

Unexpectedly, at a bend, Ah Tie disappeared.

The Huns were not in a hurry, in this grassland, on the territory of King Hugh Tu himself, one person and one horse, it was basically impossible to escape under the noses of the cavalry.

Sure enough, after turning a mountain bend, a small inconspicuous valley appeared in front of me, and I didn't know where it led by twists and turns, but in short, it didn't seem to be dangerous at all.

"Chase!"

The Huns slapped their horses into the small valley.

In the midst of the rumbling of hooves, there was a faint roar in the small valley, but it was the echo of horses' hooves, for the slopes on either side were not steep enough to stir up much movement.

Gradually, the Huns were able to see the 'panicked' Ah Tie again.

I saw him slapping the old horse's ass vigorously, and looking back nervously, his face seemed to be a little pale.

The Huns were as silent as iron, and the war horses under their crotches did not gallop, but stabilized at a very appropriate speed, and pursued unhurriedly.

This is the biggest difference between the Hun cavalry and the Qiang people and the Hu people in the Western Regions.

Those Qiang cavalry and the Hu people of the Western Regions, even if they were not chasing the enemy, they would jump on their horses from time to time, play with the knives in their hands, and let out a strange cry.

And the Huns were different.

They are the overlords of this grassland, and before they start a charge, they will always control the war horse under their crotch very properly, without wasting any strength, and then, in the few breaths that catch up with the enemy, they will charge fiercely, and everything will be over.

Another cup of tea passed.

Ah Tie led a large group of Huns to the depths of the valley.

From a distance, the two not too tall hills in front of me were roughly in front of them, but they were the deepest part of this valley.

Ah Tie urged the horses to flee to the hillside in the direction of his left, looking precarious, and the old horse under his crotch seemed to be about to fall to the ground and foam at any moment.

The distance between each other is more than a mile, and the Huns' war horses can catch up with a charge.

Without the leader's order, the Huns silently pinched the belly of the war horse with their legs, and with a neighing sound, their charge began.

However, because there was only one person in front of them, they did not catch up with all of them, but divided into three hundred-man teams, divided into three ways, pursued one way, outflanked them in two ways, and they were about to capture Ah Tie alive.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, not far behind them, there was a roaring sound.

Hundreds of half-sized men suddenly emerged from the slopes on both sides of the valley, roared in unison, and rolled down a large pile of firewood pushers, cutting off the Huns' back road in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, in front of Ah Tie's 'escape', two or three hundred people also appeared.

"Oh no, fooled!"

"Charge head-on!"

With the order of the commander of the leader, the Huns ignored the firewood and hundreds of young soldiers behind them, and instead charged straight forward.

They have been in the grassland desert for a long time, and they are quite familiar with the terrain in this area, and they only need to take a look at it to know that this valley cannot trap their thousand men and horses, so they are relieved to boldly chase in.

At the same time, in the 'intelligence' they received, Ah Tie, the bad boy, was not alone, but there were three or five hundred people.

It is said that these 'bad guys' were all sent by the Evil King to cause trouble.

That's why they have two thousand people......

It's too late, it's too soon.

With only three or five breaths, the Huns' war horses charged forward, and in the blink of an eye, they rushed to the front of the two or three hundred young soldiers.

Two or three more breaths will be enough to reach within forty or fifty paces.

And this distance is the best range of the Huns' wolf tooth arrows, only two or three rounds of salvo shots can solve the two or three hundred people in front of them, and then turn around to clean up the enemy behind them.

"Shoot the arrows!"

With a buzz, the first wave of arrows burst out.

Before the rain of arrows fell, the second and third waves of arrows followed, like three locusts, making a heart-palpitating sound in the air, heading straight for the two or three hundred people.

Seeing the rain of arrows of the Huns, those young people squatted down, and a row of huge shields suddenly appeared in front of them, easily blocking the rain of arrows of the Huns, without causing a single casualty.

At the same time, on the hillside dozens of paces on either side of them, two more teams of men and horses suddenly appeared.

The number of these two teams is not very large, but each of them has a bow and crossbow in his hand, and it is a volley of fire at the Huns.

In the blink of an eye, more than 100 Huns were hit by arrows.

Ahh

The Huns, who were charging, suddenly broke out into a miserable cry, and they fell from their horses with a crackle, which shows the power of the bow and crossbow.

The Huns were a little confused.

Archery!

Isn't this the standing armament of the Han Dynasty army? Moreover, judging by the power of this volley, it was even more terrifying than the bows and crossbows used by the Han Dynasty army they had seen.

They were dressed in rudimentary leather armor, and in front of each other's crossbow arrows, they were not enough to see at all......

At this moment, behind the giant shield in front of him, a row of bows and crossbows also appeared in secret, and a volley of salvo shot at the charging Huns.

At the same time, behind the Huns, a fire broke out.

The Huns' face changed slightly, but they didn't say a word, just waved the whip in their hands forward, and rushed forward in the lead.

The other Huns roared in unison and began to charge violently, with bows and arrows in their hands at their fingertips, and volleys were fired at their fingertips.

If it is on a frontal battlefield, with only a few hundred people, in the face of the rapid charge of the Huns, it will not be able to resist for long.

However.

This battle was not a very grand battle, it was originally a hunting battle carefully prepared by Yang Chuan, Ah Tie, and A Mu.

So, at the moment when the Huns rushed through thirty or forty steps, several 'trenches' suddenly appeared on the hillside grass in front of them.

These trenches were so cleverly dug that from the bottom of the hillside, they were blocked by the dense grass, and they could not be detected at all, and could only be detected by rushing to the front......

In the neighing of a war horse, within one or two breaths, the war horses of more than 100 Hun cavalry who rushed to the front suddenly fell, and by the way, the cavalry on horseback fell heavily to the front and fell into the trench in front.

At the bottom of those trenches, a dense layer of bamboo sticks had already been buried......

Wailing, exclaiming, cursing.

Mixed with the neighing of war horses.

The atmosphere was lifted up all of a sudden, and finally had a bit of a battlefield.

The Huns did not say a word, and without the command of the commander, they naturally divided their troops into two routes, trying to bypass the sinister 'trenches' in front of them.

As a result, when they rushed to both sides twenty or thirty paces, the dozens of men and horses at the front planted themselves again into the trench without any suspense, and were tied into blood gourds by the bamboo sticks buried inside.

The Huns finally panicked.

It was clear that it was an elaborate hunt specifically for their people, and now that the prey was encircled, all that remained was stubble after stubble.

Harvest life, and at the same time, harvest the courage, blood and fighting spirit of these people.

For the first time, they felt a kind of paleness.

On the grassland, open the posture and charge head-on, a Hun cavalry may not be able to regret the thousand-man team of the Han Dynasty army, after all, the other party is now iron armor with leather armor, and even bamboo armor is not used much; But in front of these hundreds of people, their team of 1,000 people did not even shoot anyone on the other side, but they had already lost more than 200 lives.

These insidious Han Dynasty people!

The commander of the Huns, led by the thousands, shouted an order and prepared to break through in another direction.

Unexpectedly, before they could turn their horses' heads, bundles of firewood rolled down on the slopes on both sides of the valley, and soon filled the entire valley.

What do these damn Han Dynasty people want to do?

The Huns were puzzled in their hearts, bypassed the firewood scattered all over the place, divided into seven or eight directions and began to break through.

Bang.

The firewood was suddenly ignited, and I don't know what means those Han Dynasty people used, those ordinary firewood, at the moment of ignition, actually broke out with a dull loud sound of 'boom', as if a large flame was ignited at the same time.

For a while, thick smoke billowed and flames soared into the sky.

A strong smell of stinky fire oil, in an instant, swept the entire valley, even Ah Tie and the others on the hillside were about to breathe, you can imagine what kind of scene the Huns in the depths of the flames should be at this moment......

……

Bows, crossbows, giant shields, firewood, stinky oil, and trenches with bamboo sticks.

Some simple gadgets, under Yang Chuan's careful arrangement, took less than two hours to hunt an invincible Hun thousand-man team on the spot.

"Childe, there is no one alive."

"A thousand and thirty-two people in all, nothing is missing."

Standing on the hillside not far away, Yang Chuan looked indifferent, just glanced at the valley where smoke was still rising, and then turned over and got on his horse.

"Quickly clear the battlefield, pile up all the bodies, burn them and bury them on the spot, leaving no obvious traces."

He casually commanded, and led hundreds of people to run into the distance.

Over there, there are still nearly a thousand Huns waiting for them to clean up......

……

"Hei Ruofu betrayed the king, and under the pretext of pursuit, defected to the evil king?"

"Why, why did he betray this king?"

"Come, flatten the tribe of Heizhov, kill all the men, take all the women, cattle, sheep and livestock, and take back their pastures!"

"And all those who have betrayed this king, their families and friends, not one of them will be allowed to live, all of them will be killed, and not one of them will be left behind......"

Two days later.

In a stone city six hundred miles away, that is, Zhangye County in the later generations, King Hutu, who received the news, jumped like thunder, and with a few whips, he knocked a servant next to him to the ground and kicked him out seven or eight feet.

A team of 1,000 people betrayed him, the king of ten thousand households, and went to the side of the evil king.

It's tolerable, it's unbearable.

He and the evil king, both under the command of the right virtuous king, have been the overlords of the Hexi Corridor for hundreds of years by virtue of the power of their ancestors and the intricate management.

There have been dirty and calculating with each other.

But.

made a team of 1,000 people defect so clearly, but it never appeared, which is no wonder that he was so angry that he was about to bite his big yellow teeth.

In that nameless valley, Yang Chuan annihilated the Huns' thousand-man team in one fell swoop, freed up his hands, and severely damaged the other thousand-man team, only allowing two or three hundred of them to flee back to the Hun Tu King in a hurry.

At the same time, he also spread rumors, claiming that the commander of the Hugh Tu King, Hei Ruofu, had betrayed his master and defected to the Evil King, and now he has become the commander of the Ten Thousand Commanders over there.

All of this is handled by Yang Chuan.

Moreover, the most hateful thing has not been verified by the Hun Evil King, who let the king of the Huns now fall into the hands of Huo Quai.

In a fit of rage, King Hutu went on a killing spree, killing the commander of the thousands, Heruov, and all the family members of that thousand-man army, and robbing them of their cattle, sheep, livestock, horses, women, and children.

Immediately afterwards, he personally commanded 30,000 cavalry and rushed towards the front line of Rouge Mountain with great momentum; At the same time, he also issued a summoning order, asking all the tribes along the way to send their own warriors to help him avenge his revenge.

According to a rough estimate, this time, King Hugh Tu will almost be able to entangle a 'vengeful army' of more than 40,000 horses......

……

"Childe, King Hutu's army has crossed the Heishui River, and in two days and two nights, you can reach the foot of Rouge Mountain."

"King Hutu gathered seven or eight thousand people along the way, followed his two main forces of 10,000 people, approached Longshou Mountain, and arrived at Rouge City in one day and one night."

"Childe, King Hutu sent a team of 10,000 people to make a detour to the northern foot of Qilian Mountain, to take revenge on the tribe of the Evil King of Hun and kill all the men......"

Yang Chuan sat in Rouge City and began to get busy day and night.

A few stupid eagles, plus more than a thousand and a half sizes that he deliberately spilled out, his tentacles basically covered a radius of six or seven hundred miles, even if there was the slightest wind and grass, he would constantly feed back all kinds of news.

It seems that this time King Hutu is really anxious.

Nearly two months ago, dozens of tribes, large and small, were inexplicably slaughtered on his territory, causing great losses; Now, his commander has defected to the Evil King, which is clearly a long-planned conspiracy!

"Let the 10,000-strong team that slaughtered the Hun tribe continue to slaughter."

In the middle of the night, Yang Chuan finally responded.

Because of the busyness of several days and nights in a row, his face was pale, with a faint blue light, and he looked a little like the dead face of Cui Jiu of the Great Changmen.

What is especially palpitating is that his eyes are seriously congested, but they are bright and bright, and there is a strange ghost light flashing under his eyes, which looks very scary.

"Ah Tie, leave a thousand men and horses, and stick to Rouge City with me," he slowly raised his head from a pile of maps, and said in a cold voice: "You take a thousand men and horses, run a long distance, and go to dig out the old den of the slaughtering king." ”

Ah Tie was slightly stunned: "Go to dig out the nest of King Tu?" ”

Yang Chuan nodded slightly, and said expressionlessly: "I want to find a way to hold the city, attract the anger of King Hutu and the main cavalry, you and Amu lead a thousand people, sneak into the hinterland of King Hugh Tu, and stab him in the back a few times, I don't believe it hurts him." ”

Ah Tie also looked tired, and after listening to Yang Chuan's words, the whole person became excited.

He rubbed his hands vigorously and let out a few 'hey, hey, hey' laughs: "Stab a knife in the back, I'm too experienced in this......"

(End of chapter)