Facing the cold north wind, the cloud-shaped banner with black characters on a red background is like a dancing flame, and the backs to the sun make people see hope, and the Donghu soldiers who have gradually despaired rekindled their will to survive.

They did not wait for the military order of the king of Donghu, and rushed to the small dirt bag in the west despite the fatigue of the day.

The Huns' ditch had a fatal flaw, which could only protect the front and back, and the defense power was basically zero. The scouts of the Yun family were very patient, and the white cloak became their best cover. It took the scouts a day to clear out the Hun scouts they encountered on the road. None of the scouts sounded the alarm, because they didn't have a weapon like a kick in their hands.

Until Yunxiao arrived on the battlefield, King Huqiang did not receive any warning.

Zabuleh's attempt to harness the sun's rays failed, but Yunxiao succeeded. An almost perfect cavalry assault. When the Hun soldiers felt the earth tremble, they could only see a group of shadows rushing towards them in the dazzling sunlight. The dazzling sunlight made them barely able to open their eyes, and the knights who rushed over were like golden-armored warriors rushing out of the sun.

When the long cavalry spear pierced the chest of the Hun general, many people were still stunned. Yun Jiayong was like a sharp long sword, stabbing out of the Huns' line. Before the Huns could react, they faced the impact of the second and third waves.

When the third charge passed, the first cavalry returned. The Yun family's Xiangyong was like a huge wave swept by a strong wind, frantically impacting the poor Huns. The repeated charges brought huge wounds to the Huns' defensive line, and they were still tearing apart.

The Huns were scattered. They can't afford this endless slashing. Almost every charge took more than a hundred lives, and the Huns were like a broken embankment. was rushed to pieces by Yun Jiayong, Yun Jiayong put down his saber and drew his bow and arrow. Shoot and kill the scattered Hun soldiers one by one, and at this time it is one that can kill one. They must not be relieved.

"Your Majesty, it's Han. The Han ...... "Zabulhei also saw the hope of escape, and he danced excitedly at this time. Completely forgot about the unpleasantness with the Han envoy, and pointed to the cloud word banner excitedly like a child.

"I'm not blind." King Donghu said with some dissatisfaction. The army of 50,000 was surrounded and fought by more than 10,000 people, and it still needed foreign armies to save it, so as the king of Donghu, his face was naturally gloomy.

The Donghu generals didn't care about the face of the Donghu king, they rushed to the west like madmen. The anger that had been held back for a day could finally be released. At the end of the day, Donghu lost thousands of men. Almost more than a tenth of all people. They frantically pursued and killed the scattered Huns, venting their anger in their hearts.

Yun Xiao was dressed in a shiny full-body plate armor, and the sun's light plated his body with a layer of golden light. From a distance, it looks like a divine soldier descending to earth, and the Donghu soldiers will see that their eyes are straight. Admiring the strong is the common characteristic of every nation, and those Donghu soldiers who rushed to the dirt bag all cheered at the clouds.

The cheers of tens of thousands of people resounded in the sky. It actually covered the howling north wind.

King Huqiang saw the banner of cloud characters erected on the western slope. I heard the cheers of the Donghu people again. My heart sank to the bottom all of a sudden.

King Huqiang understood the adventurous nature of his operation. Four disjointed small earth enclosures imprisoned 50,000 fierce Donghu soldiers. It's like a seemingly hard egg shell that wraps the yolk and egg white. Once it is broken a little, the egg whites and yolks inside will gush out.

To make matters worse, the Donghu people were far outnumbered by their own soldiers, and they were all exhausted after a day's battle. This Han general is too good at choosing the right time. As soon as he struck, he knocked out thousands of his own army.

What is he going to do next, organize the Donghu soldiers to counter-encircle? Surround yourself with more than 10,000 horses? In any case, we must not let such a thing happen, otherwise we are in danger of being wiped out.

"Blow the trumpet and withdraw the siege." The king of Huqiang issued an order, and the thousands of soldiers in the western siege must have been lost. The important thing now is to keep the other living forces, and absolutely not let them be surrounded by superior Donghu generals.

The sound of the horn blew into Amu's ears with the whistling north wind. This is clearly a signal of retreat, just retreat? Amu looked at the big banner waving in the wind on the west dirt slope. It was the banner of the Han family, and Amu now gritted his teeth when he saw the Han army.

"Master Qianqi, let's withdraw. King Huqiang has given the order to retreat. ”

The hundred horsemen under his command reminded Amu, who gritted his teeth and stared at the Chinese character banner on the dirt slope.

"Senki-sama, Senki-sama. Let's retreat, it's too late if we don't. ”

Baiqi urged Amu with some worry.

To fight, or not to fight. In Amu's mind, heaven and man are at war, and fighting is disobedience, regardless of whether he can survive or not. They were all severely punished by the military law of the Xiongnu. If you don't fight, you can see that the enemy is right in front of you. How can you just let it go.

Just when Amu hesitated, the Donghu soldiers had already surrounded this dirt slope. King Donghu hated this guy who blocked him, and his first order after breaking through was to counter-encircle. Surround this Xiongnu army, which is desperately blocking him. Kill these guys, be sure to kill them.

They are to make wine cups out of the skulls of their generals, and they are to use him every day to drink wine to relieve the hatred in their hearts.

It was precisely because of the hatred of the king of Donghu that the other two Hun generals withdrew smoothly. Tens of thousands of Donghu soldiers will be gearing up at the bottom of the dirt slope, just waiting for the Donghu king to give an order. Chop those thousands of Hun soldiers into meat sauce.

"Master Hou, this King of Donghu is too rude. We helped him out of the siege, but he didn't express any gratitude. At the very least, we'll have to send someone over and say thank you or something. ”

Canghu looked at King Donghu on the horse, and muttered dissatisfiedly.

"It seems that the king of Donghu was angered by these Huns, after all, he is an old guy who has been crisscrossing the Western Regions for decades. How could there be no anger at all, this time he was surrounded by the Huns and almost became a prisoner. It seems that these Hun soldiers are going to be miserable, let's take a good look at how the Donghu and Huns fought hard, and learn more about the tactics of the Donghu and Huns, this is true. The rest of the useless nonsense will be the same when I return to Wuwei.

Canghu, you remember, you must make a profit in war. ”

In the distance, King Donghu was waving the seven-star sword in his hand, saying something to his subordinates impassionedly. It looked like the old man was very excited, and his face was flushed.

This old guy won't get excited about brain congestion. (To be continued......)