Boom boom!

A violent explosion sounded, and the camp of the Huns was immediately plunged into a sea of fire.

Molotov cocktails and gravel bombs, though clumsy, are still incredibly powerful, especially in dense places like camps.

Ahhh

The Huns jumped for a while.

Retreat, retreat!

Seeing that the camp turned into a sea of fire, Beilai saw that the general trend had gone, and immediately commanded the army to break through.

The Huns immediately left their camp baggage and retreated through the back door.

At this time, the fire had spread, and they couldn't open their eyes.

The Huns had to rush forward with their heads covered, where could they care about anything else.

At this time, the trap they had dug earlier had become an obstacle for them.

The screams were repeated, and many Hun cavalry companies fell into the pit with their horses.

The latter trampled on the corpse of the former and continued to break through.

Five thousand cavalrymen were burned to death, beaten to death by rubble, killed by their own pits, trampled to death by their own horses, and countless others.

Hahaha!

Zhao Dazhui laughed loudly, only firing cannonballs to intimidate the Huns, but did not chase them, because he knew very well that the reason why he was able to hit the Huns by surprise this time mainly relied on the power of artillery.

If it is really hard, the thousand troops of the Yunzhou cavalry may not be enough for the Hun archers to fire two volleys.

The remnants of the vanguard of the Huns ran wildly.

Where have they ever seen such a thing as a gunpowder bomb?

Naturally, he was scared out of his body.

After traveling ten miles, seeing that the Han army did not catch up, Beilai made up his mind.

Everyone got off their horses to rest, counted the casualties, and ate something by the way.

After counting the casualties, Beilai was very heartbroken.

Half of the five thousand cavalry were gone, and most of the rest were dead in the chaos of self-trampling, except for the five hundred cavalry who began to be burned to death by the Han army.

In other words, only 500 people actually charged into the battle and died, and the remaining 2,000 died at the hands of their own families.

Damn the Han Chinese!

A look of gloom flashed across Beilai's face.

He was the most trusted subordinate of Qiangqu Khan, so he was selected as the vanguard officer, and now these 5,000 cavalry have not even touched a single hair of the Han army, but they have lost half of them.

What kind of face does Beilai have to go back and meet Qiangqu Khan?

No way!

We must completely annihilate these 1,000 Han people.

Otherwise, Beilai will be punished even if he goes back.

The Huns' punishment of the defeated generals was very severe.

After a desperate escape, the Hun cavalry could not support it, and they dismounted one after another and collapsed to the ground. After fighting with the Han people for so many years, they have never seen this kind of formation.

Especially the general with a sledgehammer, a sledgehammer can set thunder and fire with one finger, it is simply a god descending from heaven.

Although they are also very brave, where are the opponents of the gods?

Many people have exchanged heads and ears, and their hearts are very afraid.

Seeing this scene, Beilai's heart sank.

The most feared thing in a war is that the army's morale is unstable, and if the army's morale is unstable, it will already lose half of it.

"Sons of the Huns!"

Beilai slowly stood up.

"We are the warriors of the steppe, the people favored by God. The gods of the sun and the moon will protect us from the evil spirits. ”

Everyone couldn't help but look at each other.

The Grand Lieutenant spoke beautifully, but they had just seen the power of the Han Chinese.

Especially those things that can thunder and set fire, they are simply invincible.

"That's a trick of the Han people!"

Bellai cried out, "They have put the oil in the earthen pot and threw it out with a stone-throwing cart." As for those that can thunder...... It's just a trick. ”

In fact, he didn't know what the Han army threw out?

However, as a lieutenant, Beilai still has some knowledge. He knew that the reason why the Han army won for a while was because of these strange clay pots.

Without these oddities, they would definitely not be the match for the Hun archers.

Just as Beilai racked his brains to cheer up his subordinates and prepared to kill the horse pistol, there was a sudden tremor in the earth.

Enemy attack!

The Huns stood up in surprise.

They were all men on horseback, and their judgment of the galloping of the cavalry was very accurate.

Queue, queue!

Beilai hurriedly beckoned the cavalry to take up their positions.

I just suffered a big loss, and I was very unhappy, and the Han people dared to catch up, which is really unreasonable.

In this case, he let these Han troops taste the power of Xiongnu cavalry.

More than 2,000 archers and cavalry took up their positions, and the vanguard of the Han people came.

Only then did he realize that something was wrong.

The vanguard troops were all white horses, and the generals led by them erected a banner behind them, with a capital Zhao character on it, and it was Zhao Yun who led the white horse to arrive.

Under the command of Guo Jia, Zhao Dazhui used artillery to frustrate the enemy camp, and Zhao Yun led the light cavalry to make a detour to block the enemy.

One is running away in a straight line, the other is chasing after a detour, and it actually hit a square.

Seeing the previous troops, Beilai suddenly relieved.

If it was really the troops just now, he was really a little timid about those crockpots.

Get ready!

Beilai drew his scimitar and was about to direct the charge of his troops.

The vanguard of the Han Chinese again separated, revealing the wagon.

Whoosh!

Countless crockpots were thrown into the air, making one roar after another.

It's this again!

The Huns were all shocked.

Their barracks were destroyed under these things.

They still remember the tragic situation at that time, where would they dare to compete with the Han army?

Run!

I don't know who shouted, the Huns turned around and ran, and they didn't have the courage to face this Han army.

Defeated like a mountain!

The Hun cavalry, who had been skeptical of Beilai's words, were immediately frightened by the explosion, and they turned around and left, ignoring even the words of the Grand Captain.

These people were only temporarily transferred to serve as vanguards, and they were not the subordinates of the Grand Lieutenant Beilai.

You can do it!

They're not on it anyway.

"Stop, stop!"

Enraged, he drew his sword and slashed to death one of the retreaters, but he still couldn't stop the retreat of the army.

"White Horse Righteous Servant, Attack!"

Seeing the Huns fleeing without a fight, Zhao Yun naturally would not let go of this opportunity.

He immediately led the White Horse Yicong to rush over.

Bastard!

Seeing that the rout of the army was irreversible, Beledon was furious.

Half of the five thousand forwards had already been lost, and if he went back like this, Qiangqu Khan would definitely not spare him.

Rather than being beheaded, it is better to die on the spot.

"Catch up!"

A fierce flash flashed on Beilai's face, and he rushed over with three hundred guards to meet the white horse Yicong.

Three hundred against two thousand, even if the Huns were brave, they could not change the disadvantage in numbers.

Soon, the cavalry was suddenly submerged in a sea of white.