A crescent moon hung high in the dark night sky, bleak. Thick black clouds hid all the stars behind them, and even the curved crescent moon was obscured from time to time by the rapidly moving clouds. The whole land was shrouded in darkness, and it was impossible to tell where there was a road and where there was a mountain.

The vanguard of the Xianbei people escorted hundreds of carts and walked slowly. Behind the convoy was a flock of white sheep, which looked very striking in the dark night. Hundreds of cavalry warriors, carrying torches, walked on either side of the long convoy. From a distance, it looks like a slender fire dragon.

The burly Gundam pointed to the burning torches in the hands of the guards beside him, pointed to a continuous hill that was faintly visible in the night, and asked loudly, "What is this place?" ”

"Lord Hui, this is Pishi Mountain, thirty miles away from Changqingwei." A herald replied aloud.

"We're going to camp soon." He said happily: "Order, the troops speed up, quickly pass through this mountainous area, and strive to reach Changqingwei in the middle of the night." ”

He did not hear the herald reply, nor did he hear the herald beating his horse and leaving. He looked back in surprise, his eyes immediately widening.

The herald clutched the long arrow that pierced his chest with both hands, his mouth wide open, his face pained and frightened. He died of exhaustion without uttering a word, and his body slowly fell on the back of his horse.

Immediately, he felt that something was howling in the air, tearing through the air, and the wind in the dark night seemed to be dodging its edge.

He tried to keep his eyes wide open and turned his head into the night, hoping to find the thing.

Suddenly, he saw a myriad of arrows, ghostly in his sight. He instinctively let out a desperate and feeble cry, and he tried to dodge, but his body stiffened on the horse's back.

"Poof...... Poof...... Puff ......" The sound of arrows entering the body was dull and harsh, dense as rain.

The bodies of the guards around him shook violently as the long arrows that flew in from behind them kept nailing in, followed by the screams, the sound of corpses falling to the ground, the neighing of war horses, and the terrifying shouts of the soldiers, and suddenly the silence of the night was torn into bloody pieces.

In the dark night, the slender fire dragon seemed to have been attacked by countless sharp weapons, and immediately twisted violently and trembled, and then the fire dragon began to break, and its body began to separate, and then it burst into dispersion, and the fire began to burst out in a chaotic manner all over the mountain.

Looking at the dark field, he felt that it was like a bloodthirsty beast, devouring countless innocent and weak lives in a brutal and bloody manner. With the last bit of strength, he threw up his hands and roared. He has a lot of strength, he has a strong skill, but he lost his life inexplicably, and he didn't even have a chance to fight back. He was unwilling, he felt that he had died too much.

A long arrow suddenly shot into his neck, piercing with a puddle of blood. He fell off his horse.

Long arrows continued to whistle from different directions and fired at the enemies on both sides of the convoy.

The cavalry was scattered on both sides of the convoy, and the speed of the convoy was slow due to the continuous rush, and the soldiers were very tired, and many of them lazily rested on their horses. This sudden sneak attack gave them a blow to the head and caused heavy casualties. The cavalrymen, who had narrowly escaped the catastrophe, climbed off their horses and hid under the carts. Some of the soldiers were panicked and did not know what to do, some of them beat their horses and ran into the night, and some of them fled to both ends of the convoy.

The loud sound of bullhorns suddenly sounded on the hills on both sides of the convoy.

Li Hong led the cavalry out of the hill on the left side of the convoy, and Zhao Wen led the cavalry out from the hill on the right side of the convoy. Fifty or sixty paces away, running from the top of the mountain to the bottom of the mountain, in an instant.

The sound of horns, shouts of killing, the fearful shouts of the enemy, and the roar of the running horses immediately resounded through Pishi Mountain.

Li Hong's sword flew out of the night, and he slashed and killed an enemy soldier who was in a hurry to meet the enemy.

Lei Zifei picked up a torch discarded by the enemy from the ground, and then under the cover of a group of soldiers, he galloped along the convoy, igniting the carriage along the way. The sporadic enemy soldiers encountered on the road were either kicked to death by galloping horses or shot by the wolf-like Han soldiers with knives and arrows, and died.

The other soldiers who ran around the convoy picked up the torches abandoned by the enemy and threw them on the wagon to ignite everything that could be lit. For a time, most of the wagons in the convoy were on fire. Especially the wagons loaded with hay. The flames rose into the sky, and the flames rose into the air.

Shuyan crawled out from under the carriage in a daze, and with the help of several soldiers, he panicked and rode a war horse to escape into the darkness. Beard happened to come with a squad of soldiers. The two sides fought each other in close combat, catching and killing each other. The bearded broadsword swung with a terrifying roar. Shuyan was suddenly attacked, seeing that the troops suffered heavy losses, and he had no room to fight back, and the food and grass were about to be lost, under the anger of the attack, his martial arts were greatly reduced. He blocked the slash of the beard with all his might, and his legs slammed into the belly of the horse, and he wanted to rush under the knife of the beard. The beard took advantage of the situation to round the big knife, roared, and chopped off half of the butt of the war horse that Shuyan sat down with an oblique knife. The warhorse of Shuyan was in pain, and leaped up with a miserable neigh. Shuyan panicked and didn't grab the horse's reins, and was immediately thrown out of the horse. The horse fell to the ground and howled incessantly trying to get up, but there was nothing he could do. Shuyan's body flew in the air. A cavalryman galloped past and slashed at him. Shuyan fell to the ground, and was immediately trampled by a group of galloping war horses.

Jade hit the horse and galloped wildly, Yan Wuxing followed, and a large group of warriors behind him roared loudly, chasing a group of deserters.

Biqi looked back at the already burning convoy, barely believing his eyes. In less than a cup of tea, the entire army was wiped out, all the grain and grass were destroyed, and the unthinkable thing finally happened to me today.

"Shoot a horse, shoot a horse......"

Seeing that the enemy was getting closer and closer to the darkness, Jade couldn't help but cry out in a hurry.

More than a dozen long arrows flew away with the shouts of the jade ground. Biqi's war horse fell to the ground with a bang, and the huge inertial force generated by his high-speed galloping with the war horse rolled on the ground more than a dozen times before stopping. Immediately he saw four strong legs. His heart sank.

Biqi raised his head and saw a soldier with a helmet and armor sitting on the tall warhorse, holding a halberd in his hand, and staring at him coldly with his eyes.

Biqi's subordinates saw that their little handsome was pointed at by the enemy with a halberd, and they were in danger, and rushed up one by one. Those who had already fallen off the horse ran in the direction where Biqi was lying down, regardless of their own life and death. If he did not fall off his horse, he turned his horse's head and slew it again.

Yan Wudaunt screamed and shouted: "Kill ......, kill them......" took the lead in raising his war knife and slashing at an enemy soldier who had killed back from a horse.

Seeing his subordinates being killed by the enemy one after another, Biqi couldn't help but be angry. Suddenly, he leapt to his feet, roared wildly, and grabbed the jade halberd with his bare hands.

Jade snorted coldly, his hands were forced, and the halberd quickly stabbed into Biqi's chest.

The cavalry warriors were divided into more than a dozen groups of men and horses in units of 100 people, and rushed back and forth around the long convoy. The soldiers all scrambled to be the first, bravely killing the enemy, and the shouts of killing were earth-shattering and endless. Although the horses were wrapped in cowhides and covered their mouths with cages, their fierce ambitions did not diminish on the battlefield, and they ran wildly and trampled wantonly, as if they were more fierce than their masters on their backs.

The Xianbei people were brutally shot by the first long arrows, and many soldiers were shot mercilessly. Before they could wake up from the shadow and terror of death, the fierce Han cavalry suddenly descended from the sky and launched a merciless slaughter against them.

The movements and speed of the raiding cavalry were so fast that they had no time or any way to organize soldiers to resist and return fire except for dying, fleeing, screaming.

Swords are flying, horses are galloping, and arrows are whistling in the firelight.

The Xianbei soldiers fled around the battlefield like headless flies, crying for their fathers and mothers, and they kept screaming, or they were shot by arrows, or slashed by swords, or trampled by horses, or burned alive by throwing them into burning carts.

The Xianbei people who were desperate and raised their hands to surrender also did not escape the fate of death. The Han soldiers were already red-eyed, ignoring whether the other party had given up resistance, and they would wield their weapons and kill bloodily whenever they touched the enemy.

The battle ended quickly, and all but two or three hundred enemy soldiers who fled in the dark were annihilated. Li Hong ordered the number to be counted, and the Han army sacrificed more than 30 soldiers and wounded more than 40 while encircling and annihilating the enemy. The fallen comrades were immediately buried, and the wounded, escorted by a team of 100 people, rushed overnight to the place where they crossed the river this morning and returned to Yuyang City.

The horn of the regrouping of troops sounded in the darkness of the night.

Tian Zhong looked at the thousands of dead sheep in the big pit in the valley and shook his head in pain.

"With so many sheep, how many people can be saved. It's a shame to bury them all. ”

Li Hong smiled helplessly, waved his hand and ordered the soldiers to quickly fill in the soil. Standing on the hillside, looking at the battlefield strewn with corpses, smelling the pungent smell of blood and burnt materials in the night wind, his heart suddenly twitched violently.

"War is like that, ruthless, unjust, bloody and cruel. But it's just that there are people who like it. ”

Lei Zi followed behind Li Hong and asked excitedly: "If the Xianbei people are cut off from rations and forage, will they withdraw their troops?" ”

"Not yet. If we beat them again, Murong Ji and Xiong Ba would probably have to flee back to Guangping instead of withdrawing to Guangping. ”

Li Hong and his soldiers took one last look at the huge flaming fire dragon before disappearing into the darkness of the night.

Cracking Storm led the troops to ambush Changfengtun, ten miles away from the Baoqiu River. Originally, there were dozens of families here, but because of the war, they all moved away.

The news from the scouts makes both Tempest and Scar excited.

The Han army began to cross the river in the evening. But they only came with two hundred men, and then they stopped moving. In the middle of the night, the mountain pass crossing was brightly lit, and the Han army began to cross the river again. More than a dozen boats shuttled back and forth on the surface of the Baoqiu River, and boatloads of soldiers were sent to the opposite bank.

After receiving the news that about 1,000 of the Han army had crossed the river, Crack Storm immediately led his troops to set off quietly.

Five miles from the Baoqiu River, the troops of the Split Wind were lined up in a charging formation. The soldiers sat silently on their horses, waiting for the horns of the charge to sound.

Scouts of the Tempest Force rushed in.

"My lord, the big thing is not good, the Han army has discovered the traces of our army, and all the troops have been evacuated."

Cracking Tempest barely believed his ears.

"Didn't you just report to me that more than 1,000 of the Han army had crossed the river? How long has it been before the enemy has withdrawn? ”

"That's true. Just now, the Han soldiers were still lining up on the riverbank, and in a blink of an eye, they all ran to the other side of the river. The scout also said in confusion.

"Is your observation close to them?" Scar asked.

"Yes. The Han people were very careless, and only a few teams of mobile posts were arranged when crossing the river. We can easily observe them. ”

Splitting Wind and Scar glanced at each other.

"Looks like their scouts have spotted us. Falling short. Tempest sighed and said disappointedly.

But when they withdrew to Changfengtun, a scout Pegasus arrived.

"My lord, the Han army has begun to cross the river again."

Tempest laughed.

"Do you see clearly?" Scar was a little skeptical that they were really doing their best.

"See clearly. The enemy crossed the river again. The scout said firmly.

Cracking Wind and Scar looked at each other, bewildered.

If the Han army had discovered them, according to common sense, they would never have ventured across the river. Now that the enemy is moving again, is it true that the enemy has discovered that the previous information is wrong, made a false alarm, and decided to continue crossing the river?

"My lord, let the scouts probe again. When all the enemies have crossed the river, it will not be too late for us to make another move. Scar said slowly.

Tempest nodded, motioning for the scout to step back and probe.

"I don't know if they have arrived at Changqingwei?" Cracking Wind always felt that there was something strange about tonight's events, and he felt a little uneasy in his heart. He suddenly thought of the troops who were sending supplies to Changqing Wai. I haven't heard from them since nightfall.

"It's only a little more than a hundred miles away from Changqingwei, and according to the speed, they should have already arrived. Don't worry, adults, there will be news before dawn. Scar comforted the Crack Wind.

About half an hour later, Scout Pegasus reported.

"My lord, the Han army has withdrawn again." The scout gasped and panted.

Splitting Wind and Scar change color at the same time.

"Fooled. This is a small force of the Han army that pins down our main force. Their main force must have penetrated deep behind the Changqing Wai, and could attack our supply forces at any time. Scar said in a panic.

Tempest smiled bitterly.

"We haven't heard from them for four hours, and I'm afraid they've been wiped out. The enemy is so ruthless and bold enough. ”

"It must be a leopard again. This idiot has a very bad brain, and only he can think of this kind of thing. Scar said fiercely.

"My lord, what now?" Seeing Crack Wind sitting on the side of the desk without saying a word, Scar couldn't help but ask.

Tempest shook his head helplessly and whispered, "I'll talk about it when the news arrives." ”

After another half an hour, the news from the Baoqiu River once again confirmed that the idea of Cracking Wind and Scar was correct.

The Han army began to cross the river again.

A horse galloped in, and the crisp and rapid sound of horses' hooves came from far and near.

"My lord, something is wrong." The scouts shouted from a distance.

Splitting Wind and Scar's heart beat violently, and the two of them even had some difficulty breathing. They looked at the scout together with serious expressions.

"The main force of the enemy army was discovered, and it was five miles away from Changfengtun."

Crack Wind and Scar looked at each other in a daze.