After receiving the report from the scouts, Li Hong immediately summoned the soldiers to arrange a plan for a night attack on the Kuitou army.

Hearing that King Xianbei and Lian's nephew Kuitou were in Dishui Wai, everyone was like a wolf seeing its prey, their eyes were shining, and they were full of murderous energy. The Jade Men seemed to have completely forgotten about the argument in the afternoon, and even ignored the tease of their fists. The allure of the leader is far greater than the violation of military discipline.

The leader's army was only 6,000 men, and although he had a slight advantage in numbers, in the case of mental calculation or unintentionality, 5,000 cavalry could kill 6,000 unsuspecting Xianbei people without leaving a piece of armor.

Especially now that the Kuitou's troops are at the foot of Danhan Mountain, in Xianbei, they think that it is the safest place in the world. Therefore, their negligence, especially in guarding against the enemy's sneak attack, is probably inevitable. They would never have thought that there was a bold Han army that would dare to attack them overnight.

In the history of the Great Han Kingdom, there were only a handful of cases of raids carried out deep into enemy territory. Once successful, it will be a battle that will go down in history.

For the first time, Li Hong could command a large cavalry force in the true sense of the word at will, which made him excited.

Five thousand cavalry. This was the number of people he dreamed of, longed for the cavalry unit to reach. With this unit, he could realize the various cavalry tactics and cavalry formations that he had thought about thousands of times in his mind. For him, a cavalry unit of 5,000 people was the best combat unit for him to realize his dream. This concept is completely derived from what Murong Feng taught back then.

Li Hong ordered the 1,400 troops of Hu Zi and Yan Wudang's Liangqu troops to be the advance troops, the left flank of the army was the 1,000 Bailu tribe cavalry of Heng Xi and Lu Huanyang, and the Yiqu cavalry of the Li Song Dynasty plus Zheng Xin's scout Tun A total of 1,000 cavalry was the right flank of the army. The rear army was a two-song army of Yushi and Wu Zhao, with 1,200 horsemen. (Jade's deputy, the fake soldier Hou Xiaolazy, led a tun of men and horses, and Tian Zhong's guard Tun stayed in Macheng.) Li Hong personally led the guards to command in the center.

After the troops reached Dishui Wai, they charged in a dense triangular iron formation.

Li Hong made it very clear that it was dark at night, and the troops were numerous, and once they were dispersed by the enemy, it would be difficult to assemble again. If a second charge against the enemy could not be launched quickly, the troops would have to be counterattacked by the enemy after hastily assembling them. Therefore, all units must hug each other tightly, support and supplement each other, be sure to maintain the integrity of the shock queue, maintain the ultimate speed of the impact, not give the enemy any chance to breathe, and inflict devastating blows on the enemy in succession, and strive to completely crush the enemy in the shortest possible time.

The head was in a bad mood, drinking alone at night, thinking about his thoughts, and fell asleep very late.

Murong Feng and Micah both patted their chests and promised that this time they would definitely let him sit on the throne of King Xianbei. As a result, this time he still spoke in the vernacular. In such a dangerous situation, Helian relied on Tuoba Feng's help to get out of trouble without danger, which cannot but be said to be a miracle. He resented himself, although he had Micah and even Murong Feng's help, he missed the opportunity to win the throne of the king. That position was instinctively his, but now it is firmly occupied by a wicked man who killed his own father.

Going back to the source, it is all because he has no strength, and he has to rely on the snort of others and the gifts of others in everything, and as a result, he is passive in everything and has achieved nothing so far. He once very much hoped to get the help of Ink, but he never imagined that he would not only betray himself, but also betray the Xianbei tribe. Could it be that he is in the Xianbei country, so he has no popularity, no prestige, and cannot be supported by the tribal leaders? He has no answers, and he doesn't know what his future holds.

He was woken up in a daze, and there was an earth-shattering roar, shouts, and horns in his ears, as if the sky was about to fall. Then he felt the ground shake violently under his feet, and he was a little flustered. The leader subconsciously thought that this was the people of the Maiha tribe who were engaged in a breakthrough battle.

He felt a slight pain in his temples, and his mouth was dry. He waved his hand weakly and struggled to open his eyes.

He saw a terrifying face, round eyes. He was startled and immediately sobered up a lot.

"What happened?" He asked, "Are the people of the Maiha tribe starting to break through?" ”

"My lord, the cavalry of the Han people has come in, let's run away." The chief of his guard roared.

The leader didn't react for a moment. Han? How did the Han people end up here?

Originally, it was also true that the Han people had not taken the initiative to attack any of the Hu people for a long, long time. In addition to being passively beaten, they sent people to send valuables and gifts to the princess and relatives. The Hu people have forgotten that the Han people will also take the initiative to beat them. Over the years, they have never set up guard posts on the border, and in their consciousness, only they can invade the Han Dynasty at will and plunder at will, and the Han people can only endure the pain and be beaten and wander around.

"Han cavalry?"

The head suddenly reacted, he jumped to his feet, and shouted, "How can the Han people appear here? ”

Several of his guards took the opportunity to pick him up, and without speaking, they hurried out of the tent.

The leader and the guards rushed out of the tent. The head was stunned.

Under the faint light of the fire in the distance, the leader saw that the entire camp had become a pot of porridge, and it was in chaos.

The Xianbei soldiers rushed to the wolves, crying for their fathers and mothers, and fled in all directions. Some of them were naked, some were wrapped in furs, some were carrying bows but no arrows, some were holding empty quivers, and there was hardly anyone holding a weapon. They cried out in terror and cried out in heartbreak, and in the darkness of the night, frightened and frightened, they rushed to the rear camp like a tidal wave.

In the dark night, a huge iron cone with a deafening roar, with the momentum of overwhelming the sea, roared wildly all the way, and killed it like a withering and decaying.

There were no torches, no flags, and no living colors in this Han army. There is a terrible darkness, like the darkness of a bloodthirsty beast. They opened their bloody mouths and wantonly destroyed lives, destroying everything they came across, whether it was men or horses, tents or carts, as long as they rushed through, they were immediately razed to the ground, and there was no trace of it.

The great iron spine composed of 5,000 people struck hard like a thunderbolt, and immediately smashed the Xianbei camp to smithereens, turning it into a pile of powder.

For the first time, Li Hong commanded in the center, and he was wrapped in the middle of the team by the surging iron horsemen, completely losing his direction, losing his will, and even losing his hearing. He immediately regretted it. The spear in his hand could not be touched except when it was held high, and he was afraid that he would accidentally hurt his own people. I knew that I was so embarrassed in the middle of the team, and had nothing to do except run along, so it was better to change someone else to command here, and take the lead in the front army, shouting to kill the enemy, wouldn't it be much happier.

Beard, Yan Fearless, Fist, and Lei Zi were all chased and killed by others in the past, but it is rare to be hearty today, shouting all the way to chase and kill Xianbei people. The four of them were covered in blood, and their hands were almost weak.

"Happy, happy." The fist screamed wildly as he swung the twin knives in his hands.

The beard was slashed with a knife, and he was killed with one sword, and shouted loudly in his mouth: "Fist, how many have you killed?" ”

Fist remembered there, didn't care about it at all, and casually shouted: "A hundred, a hundred......"

The head was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder were split, his face was like earth, and his legs involuntarily weakened. He didn't know what to do, and the sleepiness just now was long gone. Defenseless, in the face of such a bloody iron horseman, the Xianbei people had no room to resist at all. To say that there is no fear, it is a joke.

A few guards didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, and ran all the way with him, and when he encountered someone in the way, he would split his head with a knife, without any pity.

One of the guards saw a centurion nearby running in a panic on a horse, and raised his hand to get an arrow. Immediately the man fell in response. Several guards rushed forward with a roar, and slashed several soldiers who were about to grab their horses in a row. Two guards with a head came and pushed him onto his horse.

"Take care, sir." One of the guards casually threw his sword to the chief. Before the leader could react, two more guards raised their knives and slashed at the horse's hips at the same time. The war horse was in great pain, neighed miserably, jumped up with all his might, and galloped away all the way.

The leader was greatly moved, and turned his head to look behind him on his horse.

In the dark night, the shock formation of the Han army had formed a huge black hurricane, which was getting faster and faster, more and more crazy, and more and more bloody because of the lack of resistance. The guards were like leaves in the wind, and after a few struggles, they were swept away by the wind in an instant, and there was no trace to be seen.

The leader did not know whether he was frightened or too frightened, he screamed nervously, and the sword in his hand waved wildly, killing the soldiers who stood in front of his horse and running in all directions. He's going to run, he's going to flee this bloody place, he's going to save his life. He fled into the darkness as soon as a great roar approached.

The speed of the Han cavalry was too fast.

Li Hong shouted loudly, over and over again, but the sound on the battlefield was so loud that no one heard it at all. All the soldiers were shouting frantically, and no one paid attention to what Li Hong was doing.

Li Hong was so anxious that he almost stabbed the horn soldier with a gun. He suddenly saw a black horn on the body of the abandoned Shen who had been following him, and he was overjoyed, so he stretched out his hand and pulled it down. Startled, he turned his head to look.

Li Hong held the horn high and blew it with all his strength.

The hornmen gathered around finally woke up from the sound of killing. They blew the horn of the change of formation as fast as they could.

Beards, fists and all the soldiers of the front army suddenly found that there was no enemy in front. Nothing but darkness.

"Turn left, the front army turns left......" the beard shouted. The sound of the bull's horn then rose into the sky.

The iron cavalry of the front army of the Han army had completely rushed out of the enemy camp, and when they heard the sound of the horn, they immediately controlled the speed of the horse, turned the horse's head obliquely, and began to turn. The left and right wings and the Chinese army continued to tell Mercedes that the rear army was still carrying out a bloody massacre in the enemy camp.

The army changed from an iron spine to a crooked horn, and from a horn to an iron spine quickly.

"Accelerate, accelerate......" Li Hong shouted loudly, feeling very proud. The results of his intensive training in Macheng were finally perfectly manifested. The troops completed the rotation of the iron spine formation in a very short time and maintained their speed. Speed, speed is the only magic weapon for cavalry to win.

It was too dark, the battlefield was too chaotic, and the Han army's attack was too fast, all of which caused an irreparable defeat for the Xianbei army. They have lost any chance to regroup their troops, not even any chance to resist. The Xianbei soldiers suffered heavy casualties under the back and forth attack of the Han army's iron cavalry. The soldiers, who had escaped into the darkness, did not know the direction and ran wildly. To stay away from the battlefield is to stay away from death.

Inkshot gave tears of joy.

More than 20,000 people from the Maiha tribe gathered together, and they cheered and thundered in the car array, and the shouts suddenly tore through the silence of the night.

More than 2,000 soldiers immediately mounted their horses, and under the leadership of Shooting Moci, they rushed out of the car formation and slaughtered the bloody battlefield.

Their rapid addition finally led to the complete collapse of the 6,000 Xianbei army in Danhan Mountain.

"Turn right, turn right......" Li Hong stood tall on the back of his horse, pulling the reins of the horse in one hand and holding a spear in the other, while roaring loudly.

When he saw the people of the Maiha tribe moving into formation, and the cavalry of the brigade entered the right flank of the enemy camp, his heart was suddenly settled. His own troops had already leveled the Xianbei Chinese camp, and now it was time to storm the enemy's left and right flanks. But the troops could only attack one of their wings, and if the other wing of the enemy fought back in confusion, their own flanks would inevitably be hit. So Li Hong has been observing the best direction and timing of the attack. Only if any of the enemy's flanks shows signs of rapid dispersal will the troops launch an attack on the other flank.

Inkci led his troops out at the right time, aiming at the enemy's chaotic right flank and slashing hard. On the right flank were the soldiers of the White Dragonfly tribe, who, after the initial panic, had just begun to assemble in the dark under the command of the horns. The soldiers of the Wuye tribe, who were holding back their anger, were like tigers descending from the mountains, shouting, slashing, and venting the anger and hatred in their hearts to their heart's content. In the face of the horses galloping wildly in the dark night, the cold and shining swords, the enemy was terrified, and they were crushed at the touch of a button. The soldiers did not resist at all and fled in a hurry.

The Han cavalry then turned parallel and smashed into the enemy's left flank with great vigour.

Lord Fanju of the Tianshui tribe was still able to face it calmly when the Han army had just begun to enter the camp. He summoned his soldiers to assemble quickly, thinking that even if he couldn't fight, he could still run. But when the soldiers attacked the camp, they were flustered, and they were scurrying around like headless flies, and they had no intention of meeting the enemy in a whole formation. finally gathered everyone together, and before the queue was standing, the Han army had already killed. His troops were only more than 1,500 people, and they were lined up in a dense formation, and the Han army roaring all the way was thick and strong. Seeing that there was no hope of the troops withdrawing, he immediately ordered his men to blow the horn of killing the enemy at will and blocking it to the death, and fled into the darkness with his own entourage.

When his soldiers saw a huge iron cone formation of more than 5,000 people rushing towards them like a stormy wave, they were already so frightened that they shouted and fled in all directions, never to look back.

The cavalry of the Han army hugged each other tightly, and the iron spine formation exerted great power, and they galloped across the battlefield of Dishui Wai, invincible, and wantonly killed.

Under the echo of internal and external responses, the Xianbei cavalry basically surrendered immediately, except for those who fled. Hordes of Xianbei people knelt on the ground, raised their hands and shouted surrender.

The huge cavalry that suddenly rushed out of the darkness was fierce and cruel, bloodthirsty and killing, and had already killed their guts. They have completely lost the will to resist and only want the battle to end sooner and the dawn to come sooner.

In less than half an hour, the Xianbei camp was gone. The battlefield was full of blood, and the corpses were all over the field, which was unbearable.

As dawn approached to kick off, the horns of the bull horns scattered and killed at will sounded all over the battlefield.

The iron spine formation of the Han army suddenly seemed to be smashed open by something, and it was torn apart in an instant. The Qu army then led his troops to the boundless prairie.

Looking at the battlefield in front of him, it felt like a dream.

He saw his son rushing in intact, and tears finally welled up in his eyes.

Li Hong sat on the grass, looking at the rising sun on the horizon, and his heart was peaceful. He didn't want anything. He just wanted to see the sunrise and smell the grass. He had begun to get tired of seeing the bloodshed after the war.

Repeated battles, repeated attacks and ambushes, all he saw was this, and he gradually began to get bored.

Under the morning sun, the small white flowers on the grassland sprinkle on the turquoise grass like snowflakes, which is extremely beautiful.

He suddenly and irrepressibly remembered the wind and snow.

Rizon rode on a tall horse, and galloped like a whirlwind.