Dai Yu was very helpless, and none of the Huns rushed through Luan Xiong and the period gate Yulin to join the strangulation.

Screams were constantly heard from the woods ahead, but Yun Xiao had a strict order beforehand. Dai Yu and others are not allowed to come over to help. All they have to do is stay on the line.

When the fiery morning sun completely left the horizon, Luan Xiong and the rangers began to walk out of the woods one after another. The Banner Gate Feather Forest also came down from the tree and cut their own heads. Although they were well paid, the two dollars per skull still stimulated their nerves.

The new Ding of the Yun family quickly picked up those triangular nails, and Yun Xiao knew that the battle was over when he saw the Luan family starting to put up their heads. In terms of the number of heads, there should be no fish that have slipped through the net.

Yun Xiao guessed wrong, there are still fish that slip through the net. Leerlo went into the swamp with six or seven of his men who were still in good health. Although this place is also full of dangers, there is still a way to live. Going anywhere else is a dead end.

The battlefield behind him was very silent, and Leerluo knew that the four thousand Huns were finished. There is no possibility that they will survive, this is a trick of the Han Chinese. They deliberately let the Qiang people lure themselves here, and it was a complete conspiracy. You must hurry back and tell the Phantom Moon King to retreat.

There were many Han Chinese armies here, and they also united with the Qiang people. If you add the Donghu army in Wuwei City, the four thousand people of the Phantom Moon King can't deal with it no matter what.

After the new Ding of the Yun family finished picking up the triangular nails, Tuduo and Le Ran came to Yun Xiao's side on horseback. At the edge of the woods, Dai Yu was nodding. He resented not participating in the battle.

Sister Le Qiang's women are a little stupid. But not stupid. Seeing that the Han people didn't want the Huns' blades and bows and arrows at all, they went into the forest to pick up the swords and things made of iron left by the Huns. As a result, the guys with red feathers on their heads stopped them.

Wei Qing led the period gate feather forest to also drill out of the forest, this kid is extremely lazy. He promised to give the swords that the Huns had left behind to the Le Qiang people, but they had to help Wei Qing collect the feathered arrows that had been fired.

Looking at Sister Le Qiang, who was helpless to help these lazy boys collect arrows, Yun Xiao shook his head helplessly. Young people just don't put their brains to the right place.

The marching secretary was counting the results of the battle, and the rangers had some casualties. But none of these knife-licking guys cared about casualties, they were all discussing two issues. The first Huns couldn't help fighting, and secondly, how much money each person could get this time. Obviously, more people care about the second point. They come out to make money, and some kind of Cheng dù says that they are mercenaries.

Luan Xiong looked at the tall heads piled up behind him. It is estimated that there are no less than two thousand. He had never seen so many heads. But Luan Xiong didn't feel terrified at all. I feel a little excited, because one human head represents two dollars. It seems that it is still easy to make money by fighting, and it will be 4,000 yuan in a moment. After a month of hard work in selling soy sauce in Luoyang, it will be a thousand yuan of income.

The victory in the first battle greatly boosted the morale of the sergeants. The Yulin guards were a little dissatisfied. Because they did not participate in the battle. Therefore, there is no military merit and no reward.

Yun Xiao only gave them some cattle and sheep as rations. It seems that the only way to turn grief and anger into food. Strive to eat more, I heard that there are thousands of Huns under Wuwei City, this time it should be their turn.

The clear waters of the lake are stained red with blood. Yunxiao's army slaughtered many sheep. Whether it's a business or a war, everyone likes to get off to a good start. Yun Xiao is no exception, and the team is tired enough these days. After resting here for a day, Yun Xiao is ready to march to Wuwei City tomorrow.

Those thousands of Hun iron horsemen, they can fight if they can. If you can't fight, you can scare away. After the statistics of the results, more than 3,800 Huns were annihilated this time. The original number of people under Wuwei City was less than 10,000, and it was estimated to be about 8,000. If half of them are killed by themselves this time, then the possibility of these 4,000 people escaping is still very high, and Yun Xiao very much hopes that these Huns will escape. Because he knows his subordinates too well.

The Yulin and Northern Army led by Gongsun He are not subordinate to themselves at all, and it is difficult to say whether they will fight desperately in the end. And the period gate Yulin led by Wei Qing is a cat child with suicidal thoughts. This kind of small scene has a lot of people vomiting, and I don't know what to do when it really comes to the battlefield of life.

The rangers led by Luan Xiong are a group of fucking rabble, and if they win, it is good to say that once the war is unfavorable. It's also a matter of luck to disperse, and it's not much better for yourself. Under the leadership of 200 veterans, 2,800 Xinding could only serve as auxiliaries, doing some work such as camping and chopping firewood. As for the Qiang people, he can't be counted on at all.

The only ones who can really pass the test are the two thousand guards brought out by themselves. But in the face of an army of 100,000 Huns, this number is too rare.

The Yun family's cooks baked a lot of flatbread, and after the victory, they naturally had to eat a full meal. The mutton soup is enough, but the wine is not. For these undisciplined rabble, the possibility of infighting is raised.

A large bowl of mutton soup, a large piece of fatty mutton, and a fragrant flatbread. The Qiang people who had not experienced the temptation of food rolled their eyes one by one, if it weren't for Yun Xiao's decisive stop supply, maybe they would really have survived.

"Great Marquis, this is the best meal I have ever had. The salt tastes really good. ”

Yun Xiao's eyes immediately lit up, and the Qiang people were also short of salt. In his mind, he immediately searched for what was produced in the Qilian Mountain area in the future. The salt in Guanzhong is about to be sold at the price of cabbage, if you can get it to the Qiang people in exchange for something. It also seems to be a good international trade.

But when I think about it, there are really no minerals in this place where birds don't. Although jade is produced in Qilian Mountain, this is the stuff of the Han Dynasty and is exclusively used by the royal family. Ordinary people have nothing to do with a piece of jade on their bodies, and that is death. For this kind of product that does not have broad market prospects, it is definitely not suitable for Yunjia to operate.

The helpless Yun Xiao let go of these poor Qiang people, for whom only cattle and sheep are considered wealth. Nothing else is of any use.

The Le Sister Qiang women, who had eaten highly, began to dance loudly, and the rangers who were very excited ran to their side with shouts. I have to say that these guys have a very strong taste, and even the Qiang women with a strong body odor don't let go.

The woods are full of field guys, and there are many scenes where they have become fashionable group P in the end. A few guys even ran errands next to the crowd, and the obscene voice came far away in the silent night, making Wei Qing's little hairy children irritable in the camp.

Yun Xiao didn't bother to pay attention to these guys, and buried his head in the quilt and covered his head and fell asleep. The temperature difference between day and night in the Western Regions is very large, and the weather is pleasant during the day. At night, if you don't cover a bed with a quilt, you will wake up from freezing.

The next morning, the rangers dragged their tired bodies one by one. Sister Le Qiang's women were refreshed, after the team was pulled out. The rangers were all asleep in the carriage, they had spent too much energy last night.

When Yun Xiao led the large group of men and horses to set out, Leerluo had already seen the camp of the Huns.

At this time, Leerluo was quite miserable, and his hair, which was already very messy, was now stuck together. The leather robe on his body was full of holes, and only one boot was left on his feet, and there were several scratches on his face. The few men who followed him were all swallowed up in the swamp, and he was the only one who managed to escape. With the desire to survive, Leerluo walked hundreds of miles in one night.

The patrolling Hun sergeant almost clicked him off as a wandering beggar, but fortunately a Hun soldier found the guy wearing a Hun-style leather robe. Leerluo was spared death.

Leerluo, who only had half a breath left, was brought to the Phantom Moon King, and saw the appearance of Leer's wolf. The Phantom Moon King was also almost half a breath left, and an old heart kept falling.

Leerluo, who led the team, ran back like this, and his 4,000 cavalry was afraid ......

"Leer, Leer, wake up."

The Phantom Moon King patted his cheek anxiously, eager to find out what had happened. (To be continued......)