In the dense forest-like horse rejection bushes, it was thirty or forty steps wide, and the middle was sprinkled with iron thistles, which was a huge obstacle for the Hu cavalry, but Zhao Yun knew that the footsteps of the Xianbei people were already unstoppable, so he could only take advantage of the time for the horse rejection formation to block the delay, and quickly withdraw the crossbowmen into the camp.

"Blow the trumpet and withdraw to the camp!" Zhao Yun finally made this difficult decision.

The horn sounded, and countless Hao soldiers helplessly held the crossbows, put the war horses behind them, and retreated to the camp in a neat and orderly manner.

At this time, the dense Hu cavalry was blocked in front of the horse rejection array, slashing and slashing the horse rejection, carefully removing the thistle terrestris on the ground.

However, no matter what, the first line of defense of the Hao army was finally broken by the Xianbei people.

From morning to noon, the Hu people went forward and successively along the riverbank, charging for nearly an hour, and in this more than an hour, they shot and killed more than 50,000 Hu cavalry.

The 500-meter-long riverbed was filled with water, overflowing the surface of the river and surging onto the riverbank.

Xianbei Khan stood solemnly on the wilderness with his hands in his hands, surrounded by corpses, and the strong smell of blood made people want to vomit, but he turned a blind eye to all this, and his expression was still gloomy.

Behind him, there stood a group of Hu cavalry, still endless, covering the sky, endlessly.

It's just that behind him, those Hu cavalry who calmed down, but with a sense of resentment, those dead cavalry, with their relatives, their clansmen, and their comrades-in-arms who are like brothers, have now become a tool to fill the river, so how can they not hate.

Not only those soldiers, but even the tribal leaders of the Huren behind them were full of grief and indignation, especially those tribes who had suffered heavy losses, and they were even more indignant and wanted to mutiny.

Xianbei Khan seemed to feel the resentment behind him, and felt an unprecedented crisis, he slowly turned around, looked coldly at the lords and tribal leaders behind him, and shouted: "What's the matter, your heart hurts, don't you have grievances for them, do you think they are not worth dying!"

The people behind him looked at him coldly, and no one answered him, but the eyes of many people showed a look of provocation.

Xianbei Khan smiled, and his tone became more severe: "People are born to die, and there are different ways to die, however, there is one kind of death that is the most proud, and that is to fight to the death!"

"Warriors of the steppe, who do not desire to fight to the death, what death could be more glorious than this death......"

The passionate and incendiary language of the Xianbei Great Khan was passed on by all the fast riders from all walks of life, and soon all the Xianbei people were shocked, and the Xianbei people who were originally in turmoil had already calmed down, and their eyes were shining brightly.

He took a deep breath, drew his sword, and shouted as he waved: "Pick up your swords and guns, follow me to the battle, and kill our glory and pride!"

"Follow me, with your swords, with your longbows, and make the enemy tremble before you, blow the trumpet, and set out!"

However, although the morale of the Hu people was high, the defense of the Hao army could not be solved by morale.

Antler formations, horse pits, horse rejection gun formations...... Guo Jia and Zhao Yun set up several lines of defense, and under the long-range shots of trebuchets, repeaters, and bed crossbows, the Hu people had to pay a heavy price for every defense line they breached.

In front of the camp of the Hao army, the shouts of killing shook the sky, and those simple-minded Hu people, under the instigation of their Great Khan, became more fearless of death, and launched fierce attacks on the camp one after another.

At this moment, Hu Ren's life became very worthless, and everyone was proud of dying in battle, which was what Zhao Yun, Guo Jia and others were most worried about.

However, the closer they got to the camp, the more powerful the long-range shooting weapons in the camp became, and the slower the Hu people advanced.

However, it seems that the dawn of victory is getting closer and closer to the Hu people, although they have suffered heavy casualties, they still have hundreds of thousands of troops, enough to destroy everything, and the defense line of the Hao army is getting smaller and smaller.

A few days passed like this, the red sun was sinking in the west again, and the Hao army was becoming more and more unbearable, and the shouts of killing on the city became hoarse and muffled, and many Hao troops could not even wield their swords.

The sunset is like blood, and another night is coming.

In the glow, Xianbei Khan looked at the vast army camp that was constantly revealing gaps, and his eyes showed a look of excitement like a hungry wolf.

"In two hours at most, they will not be able to hold on, the city will be broken tonight, victory is at hand, blow the trumpet for me, and launch a final attack!"

Woooooo

With the order, the sound of the horn rose to the sky, however, at this moment, Xianbei Khan's face suddenly changed.

The sound of the trumpet, not from his army, but from the other side of the river behind the army!

It was twilight, the sun had sunk below the horizon, the night mist was like smoke, and although it had not yet reached the point of lighting a torch, the sky was already very hazy.

At this moment, a loud trumpet sounded like a hurricane swept towards them, followed by a huge earthquake on the ground,

At this time, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly came from outside the horizon, and the sound of horses' hooves became louder and denser from far to near.

The earth trembled, rumbling like thunder.

The thunder was not obvious at first, but slowly, it began to overpower the shouting and killing on the city gate.

So, in the wilderness of the first line of heaven and earth, a boundless riding shadow suddenly appeared.

The knights on the horse did not rush to attack, but like a cat playing with mice, they slowly began to assemble.

More and more cavalry began to appear densely, they looked from afar, looking at the battle in the distance, and in their eyes, only indifference flashed.

This is an elite temperament, even if they burn their eyebrows, they will not mess up their positions at will.

They are running long distances, the horses need to take a nap, the number is scattered, and they need to be patient to set up a formation.

Then, Haobai appeared, surrounded by several cavalrymen, and arrived in front of the formation, he squinted, looked into the distance, and his last gaze was fixed on the camp.

"Change your armor and get ready for battle!"

......

In the camp of the Hao army, seeing that one of the gaps was about to be lost again, Hu Ren was pressing forward step by step and occupied another position, and at this time, Zhao Yun's figure appeared at the mouth of this gap.

Several Hu people suddenly looked at Zhao Yun, a beast-like hoarse sound came out of their throats, and their eyes were full of fierceness, just like a hungry wolf seeing a delicious fat sheep, they couldn't wait to scream and rush forward.

They had an order from the Great Khan, and those who obtained the head of the main general Zhao Yun were rewarded heavily, which was worthy of killing 10,000 Hao troops, how could they not make their hearts go crazy.

"Die!"

Zhao Yun snorted coldly, the spear in his hand swept out, two Hu people were cut off on the spot, and the other two Hu people were swept into the chest by the gun, and their sternum was shattered, and blood sprayed wildly, but they still desperately wanted to slash Zhao Yun desperately, but they just took two steps and screamed, and fell down with a bang.