Zhao Yun led all the soldiers to charge forward, and soon reached the land of one stone's stone.

"Release the arrow!" Zhao Yun raised his gun and shouted, the soldiers behind him let go of the bowstring in their hands, and shot out the rockets that had been prepared in their hands, and in an instant, a thousand stars flew up, jumped over a distance of one hundred and ten steps, turned around, and plunged into the camp tent of the Huns.

Batches of rockets fell on the tents, quickly setting the tents on fire, illuminating the Huns' camp as if it were daylight.

Some of the panicked Huns went to put out the fire, some went to grab property, and less than half of them turned to fight.

But they want to queue up without a queue, they want a formation without a formation, how is Zhao Yun's opponent, as soon as they make contact, they will be killed on their backs.

"Oh my God, this group of Han people is crazy, and they send elite troops all the way to take revenge for the sake of just one village!"

At this moment, some sober Huns felt a deep shock and trembling in their hearts, and their faces were full of incredulity.

"Kill!"

Zhao Yun shouted loudly, and the herald struck the small drum on his back hard, and the rapid sound of war drums and the battle flag flying in the wind guided these soldiers to fight bravely.

The teams on both sides also swarmed to surround the camp of the Huns, and all the soldiers clenched their weapons, long knives like snow, arrows like rain, with a grim smile, and pounced on the Huns in a daze.

"Kill!"

Zhao Yun roared angrily, spears flew, and in one breath he overturned two Xianbei people who rushed up to intercept them with war knives, he raised his knife and roared, and the soldiers behind him saw him so brave, one by one, the fighting spirit was monstrous, and the killing was even more vivid.

Zhao Yun was like a sharp blade, stabbing into the Xiongnu camp, the Huns were in a mess, there was no power to fight back, they were shot down by arrows, killed by sharp long knives, and knocked down by galloping war horses.

In the sound of war drums, in the Hun camp, the fire was raging, the sound of horses' hooves was like thunder, the sound of killing shook the sky, and the Huns were full of screams and cries.

"Damn, didn't you say that the Han people wouldn't come for revenge?" someone shouted in horror.

Before he could finish speaking, a sharp arrow pierced his chest, followed by a sharp horizontal knife that cut off his head like cutting tofu and fell to the ground.

A Hun camp of thousands of people has now become a human slaughterhouse.

In the panic, the Hun general hit the horse and ran back, trying to break out of the encirclement, at this moment there was a loud roar from behind, he was taken aback, just turned around, Zhao Yun had already killed, there was no time to think, and he instinctively waved the long knife to block.

It's just that Zhao Yun's blow is too fast, and the power of the spear is like a mountain, only to hear the sound of "bell", the long knife in the hand of the Hun general is actually out of his hand.

At this time, Zhao Yun swept past him like the wind, and when he passed by by mistake, he dragged him off the horse.

In less than half an hour, the battle was completely over.

It was a completely unequal battle, thousands of troops were not wounded, and this camp of thousands of people was slaughtered for the most part, and the rest were all taken prisoner, surrounded by groups in the open space in the middle, trembling and shrinking into a ball, looking in horror at the murderous soldiers around them.

Zhao Yun casually shook the blood beads on the spear in his hand, and said in a deep voice: "According to the lord's order, don't take prisoners, behead them all!"

As soon as these words came out, the Huns in the crowd were in an uproar, and someone rushed out with a roar, wanting to fight Zhao Yun, and then was killed on the ground in an instant.

In the rain of blood, the Hao army killed hundreds of Huns in a row, and the crowd finally gradually quieted down, they had lost the courage to resist and waited silently for death......

Dragon City, the royal court of the Xiongnu Khanate, is also the place where the Xiongnu worship the dragon god, so it is called Dragon City, the Han flying general Li Guangzeng attacked the Dragon City, known as the "Dragon City Flying General".

At this moment, the dragon city is full of pennants at the head of the city, inside and outside the city, in an orderly manner, and the lights are colorful.

A seven-foot-high earthen platform, standing proudly outside the west gate of Longcheng, surrounded by Hun cavalry, on the high platform is even more banners.

This is the alliance of the Xiongnu tribes!

This time, not only the various tribes of the Xiongnu came, but also the Xianbei tribe also arrived, intending to unite together.

Hundreds of thousands of Huns and Xianbei elite riders, all with big shoulders and round waists, are fierce and majestic.

At this time, the cheers of the sandwich road sounded, and there was a full column of incense for the Xianbei Great Khan to reach the stage of the Huimeng, and the two Great Khans led their subordinates to ascend the platform of the Huimeng.

The two were negotiating, and the four Huns raised a head with a lacquer plate and roasted it for a long time, and the whole sheep came to the stage in red and color.

The banquet officially began, and the cheers on and off the stage were thunderous, falling into a carnival.

At this moment, a horse came south and went straight to Huimengtai, bringing a news that shook the entire northern grassland.

Hao Bai led an army of 300,000 to attack the northern grasslands!

"The northern grasslands, stretching for thousands of miles, actually dare to go deep, do you think you are Li Guang!" The Hun man was full of mockery and ridicule, and his tone was already murderous.

The Great Khan of the Huns is not wrong, the Mobei grassland, stretching for thousands of miles, if the logistics strength is insufficient, this is enough to make itself fall into a catastrophe.

Although the vast white army is a well-equipped iron horseman, if you want to conquer a nomad with a population of tens of thousands and strong men can mount a horse as a soldier, it does seem to be a bit rash.

......

Two days later, Haobai's army appeared on the horizon south of the grassland under Xianbei Danhan Mountain, and slowly came towards the royal court of Danhan Mountain.

Compared with the Xiongnu, he had to destroy Xianbei first, which was the Xiongnu who were a little farther away.

In order to completely anger the Xianbei Great Khan, Haobai sent several elite divisions to attack the Xianbei tribes in the south of the entire grassland......

The sky is vast and the grasslands are reckless.

Yan Liang stood tall and looked back, the last trace of sunset was slowly receding from the sky, and the sky was already blank.

Behind him, thousands of warhorses lurked in the bushes, hungry wolf eyes staring at a tribe of thousands of people miles below the hills.

Yan Liang was wearing heavy armor, and the BMW under his crotch slowly walked in front of the formation, the crisp sound of iron hooves shattered the silence of the night, and the eyes of the soldiers followed Yan Liang's forward and then turned.

"Brush!"

Yan Liang slowly raised his spear, raised it high in the air, and stabbed straight into the sky, and the eyes of more than thousands of soldiers suddenly focused on him.

The night was like ink, the dark clouds obscured the cold moon, the wind of the call sign covered all the subtle sounds, and the desert was full of slaughter, and the five fingers could not be seen.

Not far away, on the endless desert, dotted bonfires are faintly visible, which is the camp of the Xianbei people.

Yan Liang took a deep breath of cold air, slowly raised his spear, pointed at the endless Xianbei camp in front of him, and slammed the spear forward.

"Kill!"

Behind Yan Liang, thousands of soldiers were like a dark tide of water, enveloping everything with a momentum that drowned everything, sweeping across the cold desert and sweeping forward!