"Li Guang, what about Yang Chuan?"

Huo Quzhi turned over and dismounted, strode to the white-haired veteran, and looked at the corpses of more than 3,000 old pawns piled up in front of him, his face was gloomy and terrifying.

In Yang Chuan's secret letter, he already knew that because Li Guang was lost, he came to Rouge Mountain by mistake, which ruined Yang Chuan's plan and disrupted the rhythm of the battle in Hexi, which was simply!

Li Guang got up slowly, glanced at the corpses of the three thousand old pawns who were about to be burned, turned around with great difficulty, and arched his hand: "Champion Hou." ”

After a big battle, Li Guang's face was dark, his eye sockets were deep, he was shaped like a skeleton, his beard and hair were white, and even his back seemed to be a little rickety.

As a famous general in a hundred battles, how can you not know how much trouble you have caused when you get lost this time?

If Yang Chuan hadn't given it a go at the critical moment, whether it was to annihilate his infantry and make King Hutu wake up and run away, his Li Guang's guilt would have been too great......

"What about Yang Chuan?"

Huo Quzhi stared at Li Guang with a faint gaze, and asked very coldly.

Li Guang stretched out his hand and pointed to the line of Longshou Mountain in the east: "The Marquis of Changning beheaded the Huns and slaughtered the king of Huns, as well as more than 6,000 horses under his tent, and then, the Huns had no leader and fled in a hurry......"

Huo Quzhi's eyes were cold: "Let me ask you, Li Guang, what about my brother Yang Chuan?" ”

Li Guang: "The Marquis of Changning was coerced by the chaotic army and went to the direction of Longshou Mountain......

Without waiting for Li Guang to finish speaking, Huo Quzhi flew on the horse, and with a crisp sound, he whipped on Tayun Qi's buttocks, and shouted: "Chase!" ”

In the neighing of the war horses, there was a muffled rumbling sound, and the 3,000 Yulin orphans and 5,000 Hun servants immediately pulled out, without the slightest slowness, all the way to the east.

Men and horses are like dragons, and hooves rumble.

Huo Qubing took the lead, Cao Xiang and Li Kang followed, and a group of people swept away on the grassland like a hurricane.

Li Guangyi sat down and turned his back to the sky.

Two lines of muddy old tears suddenly welled up in the eye sockets: "Old brothers, I, Li Guang, can't stand you......"

……

King Hutu died, and the more than 20,000 Xiongnu troops were disheartened, and they were in chaos all of a sudden.

However, after all, they were the overlords of the steppe, and they were accustomed to death, killing, and blood, and although they were in chaos for a while, two captains soon stepped forward to gather the defeated army, and quickly assembled more than 20,000 people and horses that were in a mess.

Rouge City can't be attacked.

The Han family's military array could not be broken.

Therefore, they simply adjusted their tactics and directly abandoned the original two attack targets, and instead set their sights on the eight hundred heavily armored cavalry and the twelve 'Changning chariots'.

After half an hour of fierce fighting, the prestige of the heavy cavalry was exhausted, and some of the war horses were too burdened, and they began to foam at the mouth and scream in mourning, and if they did not have much combat effectiveness.

The twelve Changning chariots commanded by Yang Chuan did not have such a thing, after all, the 'endurance' of the four big bullocks was much longer and more durable than that of the war horses.

The question is.

It's so clumsy that even if you run as hard as you can, you won't be able to run fast at all.

In addition, the previous situation was urgent, and in order to cause large-scale damage in an instant and have a deterrent effect, Yang Chuan ordered the crossbowman to release his arrows desperately, and tens of thousands of crossbow arrows were consumed.

Without the crossbow arrows, the Changning chariot naturally became an iron shell that could not be broken or broken, and without lethality, there was only one extreme defensive effect left.

As soon as the Huns whistled, two or three thousand troops outflanked them, threw out a noose, and dragged away 800 heavily armed cavalry and 12 Changning chariots......

Of course, all this was expected by Yang Chuan.

The application of heavy cavalry and the battlefield is originally a short-term effect, often only one or two charges can inflict a devastating blow on the enemy, how can there be such a fierce battle?

The reason why he took such a risk, but he was still a little unwilling to let more than 20,000 Huns escape.

He roughly calculated that Huo Qubing should come in two hours, and by that time, the situation on the battlefield would change dramatically, and maybe his plan would be successful.

One word.

He wanted to make a final decision and destroy King Hutu at once.

Under his command, it took a lot of effort to make the twelve battlefields and the eight hundred heavy armored cavalry converge, and then, a new defensive formation was formed, and while fighting the Huns' lasso, it moved in the direction of Longshou Mountain.

So, nearly an hour later, the two sides fought and killed, scolded and scolded, and gradually approached the line of Longshou Mountain.

Finally, in a river valley, Yang Chuan ordered the chariots and heavy cavalry to form a defensive formation and began to carry the Huns' onslaught.

This place is the confluence of two river valleys.

The road guarded by Yang Chuan leads to the north, and it only needs to pass through a river valley, two grasslands, and a Gobi desert to enter the land of Mobei.

As for the other road, it leads to the Black Wind Gorge.

One end of Heifeng Gorge has been cut off by Amu and others, it is a deep and narrow dead end, Yang Chuan's strategic goal is to do everything possible to hold on for an hour or two, wait for Huo Qubing to catch up, and drive in the more than 20,000 defeated soldiers under the account of King Hutu......

It's an uphill battle.

Whether it was for the Huns or for Yang Chuan, they were actually a little exhausted, and they were sleepy and tired, but in order to kill each other, or be killed by the other party, they had to fight with a strong spirit.

Twelve Changning chariots were placed in front of them, and eight hundred heavily armed iron cavalry soldiers turned over and dismounted, holding shields and spears to block wave after wave of charge.

It's also a very tedious battle.

There were no war drums, no trumpets, and all the people were silent.

Silent offense, silent defense.

The Huns' cavalry rushed forward one by one, trying to break through the defensive formation of the Han army with their flesh and blood, ignoring the hundreds of blood-stained Senleng spears in front of them.

Then, even the man and the horse were poked into a blood gourd.

The terrain chosen by Yang Chuan was very clever, just holding in a narrow place, with rocks and cliffs on both sides, and the Huns could not carry out a large-scale attack, so they could only use this boring 'oil tactic'.

In this way, after attacking and defending, and fighting for more than an hour, Huo Qubing finally arrived.

"Han army, another Han army!"

From a distance, I saw a troop of soldiers and horses sweeping towards me like a storm, and the two captains led by them were in doubt, and one centurion shouted loudly, causing a commotion.

This battle was fought for too long, and the Huns were killed in battle, and the Huns actually lost much fighting spirit, and the reason why they did not spare their hands to storm Yang Chuan's department was nothing more than that they felt that there was no main enemy force on the front line of Rouge City, so they thought about eating the eight hundred heavy cavalry in front of them.

No way.

The armor on the heavy cavalry is worth a lot of money!

When the Huns fought against the Han army, they rarely got the armor, because it was too expensive, and even the lowest armor could be exchanged for hundreds of cattle and one or two thousand sheep!

The armor of the heavy cavalry is not even a few pieces of the Hun royal court, so it is not an exaggeration to say that it is worth even the city.

This point has naturally fallen into Yang Chuan's calculations......

Huo Quai's illness is finally here.

Yang Chuan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, couldn't help but open the 'skylight' of the chariot, poked out half of his body, waved his long sword, and shouted in a deep voice: "Kill!" ”

Eight hundred heavily armored cavalry took a step forward: "Kill!" Kill! Kill! ”

It's very imposing, but it's actually useless.

The exhausted heavy cavalry has now given up their horses and become hoplites, and they can't fight at all in the face of a large number of Hun cavalry.

However, Huo Qu's illness is coming, and he should pretend to be forced, so he can't miss it in vain, right?

Compared with the good mood of Yang Chuan and others, the Huns had already panicked, and the little military spirit that had just been gathered began to shake and collapse again.

The two captains looked at each other, and their expressions were a little depressed.

What kind of bastard is this!

Immediately, the two quickly communicated a few words, and began to prepare their troops and horses, while boosting morale, while adjusting the formation and preparing for battle.

"Sons, get ready to fight!"

"Don't panic, the Han army only has a few thousand men, and we still have more than 20,000 warriors, what are you afraid of?"

"You good men of the grassland, you are eagles, tigers, descendants of white wolves, heroes and warriors on the grassland, how can you be scared by a group of fierce lambs?"

"Show your courage, blood and fighting spirit, meet them and tear them apart!"

"Kill them, take away their horses, take away their weapons, take away their armor, that's thousands of sheep, hundreds of cattle, hundreds of horses......"

In the end, it was the commander of ten thousand people, in just a few words, the more than 20,000 defeated troops who had lost their fighting spirit were resurrected with full blood, one by one, like being beaten with chicken blood, waving the blade in his hand, and letting out a ghost crying wolf howl:

"Oh, whoa~"

"Rush!"

"Kill!"

The two thousand-strong teams couldn't hold back the excitement in their hearts, and without waiting for the commander to give the order, they rode their horses and rushed up, and in the blink of an eye, they collided with the soldiers and horses of the Huo Qu Sick Station who were galloping wildly.

And then.

The two thousand-strong teams of the Huns were instantly stunned, and before they could figure out the situation, they were rushed and defeated by the people before they could attack with scimitars, spears, bows and arrows in their hands.

Especially a young general at the head, the iron armor was seriously damaged, the battle robe was covered with blood, smoke and dust, tattered, a scarlet scarlet sword fluttered in the wind, revealing a few holes, I don't know how many battles he has passed, and I don't know how many people he killed.

The young general is naturally Huo Quai.

I saw that his right arm was bent and clamped a horse lance, and his left hand grasped the fine iron lance, slashed and poked horizontally, and in a blink of an eye, he killed seven or eight Hun cavalrymen, and crashed into it first.

He was followed by Li Kang.

I saw that he had a spear in one hand, a scimitar in the other, and opened his bow left and right, following closely behind Huo Quai, slashing and killing the Huns who were a little confused by Huo Quai's illness one by one.

The third general.

Uh, okay.

Immediately behind Li Kang was Cao Xiang, the Marquis of Pingyang of the Han Dynasty, wearing two layers of iron armor, three layers of leather armor, and several layers of soft armor, holding a long and wide giant sword, and spitting fragrant words: "The Hun child of your thief mother dares to bully my brother Yang Chuan, and this Hou said that all the women in your tent are planks!" ”

"Come on, you have the ability to beat you Cao Xiangyeye."

"Hahaha, Brother Yang Chuan, let you take a look at Ben Hou's world-beating martial arts, invincible, rampage, nine shallow and one deep......"

Cao Xiang's mouth was fragrant, and he talked a lot.

There was neither a lance nor a large bow scimitar in the possession of this merchant, but only a wide and long giant sword, which was used to pretend to be forced, and was not lethal at all.

The key is that if he wears enough armor, as long as he follows closely behind Huo Quzhi and Li Kang, it seems that nothing has happened to him.

On the battlefield, those two people are too fierce!

In the blink of an eye, he fought his way out.

The orphans of the Three Thousand Feather Forest followed closely behind, and suddenly crashed into the Hun crowd, cutting melons and vegetables for a while.

After that, it was the 5,000 Hun servant army.

These people were originally the elite under the account of the Hun Evil King, and with the defeat of the Hun Evil King and his capture, this Biao soldier and horse naturally belonged to Huo Quai, became a servant army, fought bravely, and had already won a lot of military merits in the battle around Tuweizi City.

Originally, they were not very convinced by the Han army and Huo Quai, and they always felt that the evil king was given a hand by Cao Xiang, and he was a little wronged.

But since following Huo Quai, more than a dozen battles in a row, these Huns found that compared with Huo Quai, the former master, the evil king, is simply a ...... Weak chickens.

Therefore, these 5,000 servant troops really followed Huo Quai.

In addition, they were already at odds with King Hugh Tu, and when they saw each other this time, they were extremely red-eyed, and they didn't need Huo Quzhi to deliberately mobilize, and they suddenly entered the state and killed them......

……

The Huns were stunned.

In their minds, the cavalry of the world is no better than these steppe warriors.

However, in the face of Huo Quai, they felt small, pale, powerless, and even a little hopeless and helpless for the first time.

It's roughly the scene of a group of shy little lambs facing a tiger coming down the mountain.

The same cavalry, Huo Qubing and his Yulin army were hard and fast, ignoring the dense spears and arrows in front of them, and even the men and horses poked into it, and a horse lance tore a hole in the defensive formation of the Huns.

The five thousand servant troops that followed continued to tear and slaughter, so that this opening soon turned into two pieces of bloody rotten meat.

"Go up, Zarim, you special mother's go up!"

"Hold it off for me! Resist! ”

"Don't panic, they only have a few thousand people......"

The corners of the two captains' eyes jumped wildly, roared angrily, and even hacked to death a few of their own people who were holding their heads and running around, but they still couldn't hold back their positions.

Huo Quai, who entered the berserk mode, was simply terrifying.

It only took seventeen or eight breaths for the Yulin army to cut a terrible hole in the more than 20,000 Hun cavalry, and then, without waiting for the war horse to take a breath, he led the eight thousand men and horses to turn around and rush over again.

The Huns finally coaxed.

Under normal circumstances, the number of battle losses on the battlefield reaches 23 out of 10, which is often the verge of collapse of that army.

The first time Huo Qubing carved the formation, he inflicted heavy losses on the enemy army, causing more than 4,000 casualties on the other side.

It can be said that just this moment, the military spirit and fighting spirit that the Huns had just gathered were suddenly dispersed, and a psychological shadow was played.

In the face of Huo Qu's disease, who can compete with it?

Then, after Huo Qubing chiseled through again and killed more than 2,000 people, the Huns scattered and began to flee in all directions, even if the two captains roared angrily, but to no avail.

8,000 against 23,000.

The Han army won a big victory!

At the same time, Huo Qubing did not hesitate for a moment, turned around, and the soldiers divided into two routes, while rushing and beating fiercely, and outflanking in a roundabout way, and finally, blocked the retreat of the Huns fleeing south.

didn't need to meet Yang Chuan, just a cursory glance, Huo Quzhi understood Yang Chuan's 'strategic intentions'-

Drive the remaining defeated Huns to the big canyon in the east!

The heart is just a soul.

"Set up camp on the spot and bury the pot to cook."

Watching the Huns scurrying into the Heifeng Gorge in the east, Huo Qubing gave an order to let the soldiers camp on the spot, while he turned over and dismounted and strode towards Yangchuan.

"Go sick, you ...... Boom! ”

Yang Chuan came out of the chariot, because the battle time was too long, his legs couldn't be closed, and he limped forward.

As a result, as soon as he opened his mouth to speak, he was punched by Huo Quzhi and flew out seven or eight steps: "Yang Chuan of the dog day, let you do it!" ”

Yang Chuan hummed and chirped for a long time, and then got up from the ground with great difficulty, took off the iron helmet the size of a basin, and scolded with bared teeth: "Go sick, you have to change your hot temper, look at your hairy hands, what should I do if you accidentally kill me?" ”

Huo Quzhi stood with his head held high, and said indifferently: "If you die in battle, Benhou will move to your Zhuangzi to live, and let your three little women do laundry and cook every day, and serve tea and water;

Benhou can also plant your family's land, eat your family's mutton, and spend your family's money;

But don't worry, your Yang Chuan's children are the sons and daughters of Ben Hou, Ben Hou taught them a peerless martial arts, the art of war, and invincible in the world......"

Yang Chuan laughed: "Get out!" ”

(End of chapter)