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Shile observed the movement of the battle for a while, and suddenly he felt that dangerous feeling again. (Please search for the fastest novel website!) When he fought against the official army in Jizhou, this intuition saved his life several times, so Shile trusted his intuition very much. But even if he patted his cheek anxiously, he couldn't figure out where the sense of danger came from.

He thought about it carefully, and the Jin troops stationed in Moshan Mountain and Quanfang Mountain should have seen the wolf smoke burning in Tuanbai Valley at this moment. Estimating the degree of their march, it was about three and a half hours later, and it was about nightfall that they could arrive at the battlefield. But these three and a half hours were enough for him to capture Tuanbai Valley. Subsequently, relying on the terrain of Tuanbai Valley, you can first annihilate the reinforcements from the south, and then wave your army to the north to force Jinyang. Whether attacking or defending, it is in the palm of Shiler's hands.

Of course, according to Liu Bao's opinion, it is in his palm.

No matter how you look at it, this kind of battle situation is very smooth. But Schle decided to be vigilant enough not to leave the enemy with an opportunity to take advantage of. So he summoned his right-hand man, Kui An among the "Eighteen Cavalry", and ordered him to lead 500 elite soldiers to line up on the official road south of the army to defend in case there was a change.

After making this arrangement, Shi Le looked at the battlefield again: on the front of the battlefield, the strength advantage of the Huns was almost more than ten times, and they could break through the pass between the two mountains at any time; And on the mountains on both flanks, scouts were also sent early to climb up to monitor the enemy's situation, and the fog of the early morning had long since dissipated, and the weather was excellent at this moment, and the field of vision was wide, and there would never be any omissions. There is no doubt that this is a winning situation for your side.

Blocking between the five thousand Hu warriors and Jinyang City was only this small Tuanbai Valley, as well as the hundreds of Jin soldiers who fought tenaciously but were bound to fail.

Shi Le stared for a moment, and then looked at the terrain of the valley mouth. He has excellent eyesight, and even though he is far away, he can see clearly. Outside the pass, the wooden fence of the Jin army was already in tatters. Looking at the posture of the soldiers, many of them were obviously cowering and timid. Only the general of the Jin army was still at the pass, and his expression was as calm as a rock. At the pass behind him, a large amount of timber was piled up horizontally and vertically, and it seemed that the Jin army originally wanted to build a fortress, but it could not be completed in time.

Perhaps the sense of danger comes from this fortress...... If this fortress is completed, the shape of the fortress today will be very bad! Schler summed it up, and he secretly rejoiced.

Just as Shi Le was looking around, the Huns who were a stone's throw away from the pass were ready, and they shouted and rushed towards the wooden fence in a dense manner. The first wave alone had more than 800 troops participating in the attack, and the leaders were all selected warriors. The Jin army was overstretched, and the wooden fence that was used for defense was damaged in many places after the previous attacks, so it immediately fell into a passive situation.

First, a dense rain of arrows fell, crackling on the wooden fences, on the armor, on the helmets, and on the people. These arrows also seem to have been deliberately mobilized, many of them heavy armor-piercing arrows, which, once on the body, can tear through the armor and sinew, cut off the bones, and even shoot through the torso.

This was followed by a large number of foot soldiers. The spearmen of the Jin army suffered very heavy losses after several grapplings, and it was already difficult to set up a dense front behind the wooden fence at this moment. Many Hu foot soldiers cut off the spears that had been stabbed out of the spurs, and then rushed close to the wooden fence.

The wooden fence was already crumbling, and it didn't take long to hold on to it, and it was smashed into several gaps. The Huns rushed in like a tidal wave.

The Jin soldiers guarding the Muzha line did not even have time to retreat to the pass, and they fell into an entangled battle with the Hu people. Each of them was fighting hard, but more and more soldiers fell around them, and the remaining soldiers gradually felt desperate.

The team leader Xu Mu was wearing two layers of iron armor, holding a big sword in each hand, shouting a fierce battle. He cut down several Hu warriors who rushed in front of him one after another, and his armor was stained with the blood of the enemy, which was daunting. Immediately, more Hu people swarmed up and surrounded him. Xu Mu shrewdly turned and drew his knife, cutting off one of the enemy soldiers who pounced on him, but he was not able to prevent another enemy from rushing through the stab and smashing him in the chest with a heavy mace.

The mace's swing was so powerful that it smashed the entire piece of armor into a dent. Xu Mu felt as if his chest was pressed by a 10,000-pound boulder, and he couldn't breathe. He dropped a knife and shouted twice, trying to reach out to untie his armor, but a large stream of blood spurted from his mouth and nose, and his body shook.

An enemy flew forward and knocked Xu Mu down, then stepped on his body and stabbed him in the neck with a sharp short knife. The short knife pierced through the thick veins of the neck, and the blood splashed out violently, Xu Mu struggled violently a few times, and then stopped moving. The enemy first took off his helmet and put it on his head, then cut off his head and showed it around with joy.

The courage of the soldiers. Xu Mu's death was a huge blow to his hundred-man team, except for a small number of soldiers who were still insisting on fighting, the others immediately dispersed. The Hu people broke through from this direction and gradually divided and surrounded the Jin army into several pieces.

Fetzen tried his best to gather his subordinates, leaning against the mountain wall on the side and fighting and retreating. He was joined by about thirty more than thirty men, most of them with short arms and shields. They were shielded on all sides, struggling to withstand the onslaught of the raging waves. Almost all of these were soldiers from his headquarters, and almost all of the village soldiers from Wang Yan's subordinates were killed in battle.

Indeed, as Mu Lanshi said in the art of war, in such a cruel battle, the more greedy people are for life and afraid of death, the more difficult it is to live. And Fezen's old subordinates, both in terms of will to fight and combat skills, are far superior to those village soldiers. So when the villagers were dead and wounded, Fetzen and his subordinates still maintained the battle array.

But it didn't last long. Several times the number of enemies surrounded them, shouting and screaming for slaughter. The sound of swords and axes slashing on the shield was as dense as raindrops, and from time to time, long lances and the like poked in from the gap in the shield, stabbing the Jin soldiers to death one by one.

Fetzen shouted and commanded, and when there was danger, he rushed up to resist for a while, and then retreated. This method of combat is actually the most dangerous, because he always faces the most fierce attacks. In just a few moments, several wounds were added to his body, and even half of his cheek was hit by the enemy's long lance head, and the skin and flesh were almost torn, and the jaw and teeth could be seen directly. Blood gushed out and stained half of his body red, and it looked very terrifying.

Zhao Lu's ten-member team was the only one left with him and Mu Lan. The rest have already been killed. Their spears were broken in the fierce battle, so each picked up a sword, stood back to back, and fought with four or five Hu men who surrounded them.

These Hu people are all strong men who use heavy weapons such as maces and axes, and they are very powerful. Mu Lan's right leg and right arm were seriously injured, so he became the side of the Hu people's fierce attack. However, after a few rounds, he was hit by a mace in the left shoulder, and the knife fell to the ground with the sound of his shoulder blade shattering.

Zhao Lu waved the weapon in his hand even more frantically, and at the same time, he was still distracted to scold Mu Lan: "You stupid doll, tell you to run and you don't run, and now you will also harm Lao Tzu!" ”

With him alone, he can't cover the Hu people in all directions.

The Hu people around them laughed in unison, revealing the expressions of wild beasts devouring their prey. Zhao Lu also smiled, knowing that his life was about to end here. Fortunately, he has lived for more than forty years, and he is not at a loss. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at the escape route on the right side of the military formation.

It was fate that I spent so much effort to choose, but I couldn't use it in the end! Zhao Lu muttered.

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