In the middle of the night.

Only a handful of Hu soldiers were still sleepily patrolling back and forth, and the scattered torches in the camp flickered in the night wind. Except for the occasional neighing of horses, the Hun camp was silent.

Lu Yao waved his hand, and dozens of black shadow fish disappeared into the darkness. It was the team led by Shen Jin and Zhu Sheng, and they had to ambush the enemy's two large camps in the north and south in advance.

The Huns did not set up sentry posts, and every time they camped, they would definitely send rangers to reconnoiter from all sides, as far as dozens of miles away. But so close to the camp, no one noticed. Shen Jin and the others hunched their waists and sneaked towards the enemy camp under the cover of ravines and long grass, without being noticed by anyone along the way.

Estimating that the two teams were already in their respective positions, Lu Yao leaned over and patted the neck of the war horse, and the tall horse of the majestic horse snorted in response. Looking back at the soldiers who were following him again, Lu Yao raised the spear in his hand and shouted, "Kill!" ”

The soldiers then roared: "Kill ——! ”

The cry shook the sky, and the iron hooves shook the ground. Hundreds of cavalry went straight to the camp of the Xiongnu army.

At a distance of less than a mile, the war horse sprinted with all its might, and it was coming in an instant.

Lu Yao's horse was fast, rushed to the front, and used the momentum of the war horse to pick up two rejecting horses in a row, and rushed towards the camp gate without pause.

In front of the camp gate there were about a dozen enemy sentry posts, most of them dressed and sleeping, and a few chatting with each other. The cavalry of the Jin army rushed like a whirlwind, raising their swords and spears together, and immediately cut them into several pieces.

With a loud bang, the two camp gates were smashed and flew inward, and the soldiers rushed in like wolves.

Some dazed Hu Renjing ran out of the tent naked and cursed. Where would the cavalry pay attention to them, and the flat-ended swords in their hands galloped past, and the horses fell to the ground everywhere, and blood splattered five paces. Several other cavalrymen pulled down the tent near the camp gate, and then pulled out their torches and threw them at the toppled tent, which immediately ignited a raging flame, and the Hu people wrapped up in the tent let out a heart-rending scream.

At this time, the two large camps in the north and south were also in chaos, dozens of fires were ignited at the same time, and shouts of killing sounded in many places. In the eyes of the Hu people, who did not know the situation, this momentum seemed like a large-scale night attack. This confused the thoughts of the enemy soldiers who were supposed to come to the rescue, and some officers actually rushed out of the barracks with their soldiers, presumably to prepare to resist the non-existent Jin army; Some of the soldiers turned around and ran away, not knowing whether to put out the fire or what to do.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Lu Yao shouted: "Come with me!" He waved his spear, knocked over several Hu people who stood in the way, and then rode his horse towards the Chinese military tent where the banner was displayed. At this time, except for a few cavalry who were entangled by the enemy, there were about seventy or eighty horsemen who followed him, completely ignoring the surrounding situation, and advanced towards the center of the enemy camp regardless of the situation.

After rushing dozens of feet, the number of enemies who came to surround him gradually increased. They formed a formation to block the attack, which immediately made the Jin army feel a huge pressure. And on the left and right sides, bows and arrows continued to shoot, and several Jin cavalry were caught off guard, and they were immediately hit by arrows and fell off their horses.

According to the prior arrangement, Chu Kun and Yang Ruo immediately led their subordinates to kill the camp tents on the left and right, disrupting the steps of the enemy's encirclement.

At this time, it was only half a moment before Lu Yao entered the enemy camp, but in the Hu Ren camp on the north and south sides, the Einsatzgruppen responsible for harassing the enemy had already fallen into a bitter battle. In order to cause the most chaos in the shortest possible time, they set fire to the camp on the north side in groups of two or three. But then it was easy to fall into the encirclement of the Huns.

Lu Xian, a native of Yangping, Sizhou, is Shen Jin's capable deputy. He held a large knife in each hand and swung it like a splash of wind, cutting down the uncaught Hu man to the ground like mowing grass. As he was rushing to kill, a Hu man knocked down a felt tent and crushed him underneath. He struggled to get out, but was held down by several Hu people and stabbed to death.

Shen Jinzheng grabbed a horse and fought back and forth not far away. Seeing that Lu Xian was killed, he roared angrily and galloped over on his horse, cutting down a Hu man who was cutting off Lu Xian's head. The rest of the Hu people saw that this person was fierce and crazy, and they expected to be invincible, so they scattered and fled. Shen Jin stretched out his bow and arrows and shot them to death one by one. In this way, he himself became a prominent target again, and more Hu people crawled out of the collapsed tent and surrounded him. Shen Jin hurriedly reined in his horse and fled when he turned around.

He was a very good horseman, and his horses rode through the chaotic camps, as if they were a leisurely stroll. Sometimes the enemy came closer, and he even jumped over the roof of the tent with a light rein. The enemy shouted and chased after them, but instead knocked down several tents one after another, and maybe trampled a few of Hu Shengsheng, who had not had time to get out of the tents. The camp was even more chaotic by them.

However, at the same time, the soldiers sent out by Shen Jin to harass him were gradually discovered. As soon as these soldiers were discovered, they were immediately confronted by a flood of enemies, suffering heavy casualties. Shen Jin had no choice but to rush left and right, shouting and gradually gathering his scattered subordinates, while more enemies focused their attention on him. Shen Jin clearly felt that the enemy was gradually restoring order, and more and more enemies were gathering towards his location. In the blink of an eye, there were a few more wounds on his body, and four or five more of his men were killed.

He continued to slash and kill the enemy, and couldn't help but raise his eyes to look in the direction of the enemy's Chinese army, and he didn't know how Lu Yao was progressing.

Compared with Shen Jin, the situation of Zhu Sheng's group was slightly better at first. The Hu people's Nanda nourished a lot of cattle and sheep and other livestock, and Zhu Sheng and others set fire to the corral. The livestock were frightened by the flames. They scattered and ran wildly, toppling the tents one by one, and trampling them over them, and they did not know how many Hun warriors they trampled to death. The momentum is staggering.

Zhu Sheng was born as a horse thief and is quite good at dealing with cattle and horses. He hid in the midst of a herd of cattle running wildly, and every now and then he dodged out and set fires. Suddenly, three Hu people rushed over from the oblique thorns, probably seeing Zhu Sheng's thin figure and seemingly a soft persimmon, so they swung their knives and approached him. Zhu Sheng exclaimed, turned around and fled. The Hu people roared and chased closely.

Zhu Sheng fled, pricking up his ears and trying to distinguish the footsteps behind him. He suddenly shook his body, turned over and slashed diagonally, and unloaded the entire arm of the Hu man who rushed to the front. In the midst of the Hu man's miserable howl, Zhu Sheng took a step forward and stabbed the head knife more than two feet long into the lower abdomen of the second Hu man. The third Hu man immediately ran away with a crawl, and Zhu Sheng wanted to chase after him, but he fell down involuntarily. It turned out that his right leg was cut off by a second Hu man; Although there was armor to cover, he also broke an extremely long wound, and he lost his strength for a while.

Although Zhu Sheng was ruthless, after all, there was a huge disparity in numbers, and his subordinates suffered many casualties. Everyone fought and walked, and saw that they were forced to the edge of a ditch by hundreds of Hu people, and there was no way back. Just as he was helpless, he heard a loud noise, and it turned out that a walled gate not far away was first burned by fire, and then violently pushed down. The stockade was used to imprison the Han captives who had been plundered in the past few days, and hundreds of men and women who were imprisoned in it took the opportunity to escape after seeing the chaos in the Hu camp.

In the eyes of the Hu people, these male and female captives were no different from property, and more than half of the Hu people turned their heads to arrest them. Zhu Sheng was overjoyed, he let out a shout, and led his subordinates to rush out of the omission of the enemy's encirclement and continue to make trouble.

Although Lu Yao didn't know the battle situation in the north and south camps, he knew very well that the situation on the battlefield had changed in a blink of an eye. At this moment, it is necessary to seize the opportunity of the enemy army to fall into chaos and break through quickly, and kill the enemy general as soon as possible. Otherwise, if the enemy is allowed to calmly arrange defenses, it will be a situation of death and no life today. Thinking of this, Lu Yao took a deep breath and yelled again: "Come with me!" ”

With a roar, Lu Yao urged the horse to rush towards the enemy. Dozens of scimitars, spears, and lances immediately rained down on Lu Yao. Lu Yao was not afraid at all, and the six iron spears in his palms swirled, as if they had turned into an impermeable circle of light. Everywhere the aperture went, the swords and guns broke one after another, and those who dared to do it were all killed immediately, and no one was his enemy. In the blink of an eye, Lu Yao killed dozens of people in a row and broke into the enemy formation alone!

Seeing Lu Yao so brave, the soldiers who followed him were all excited. The crowd shouted wildly and rushed forward in unison. Due to the attack in the middle of the night, the enemy army was already in shock, and was rampaged by Lu Yao in the formation, and it was difficult to organize a solid defensive line.

Lu Yao danced his spear and rushed left and right, unstoppable. Although the Lu clan of Wujun is not known for its martial arts, Lu Yao is different from his peers and has been good at martial arts since childhood; Since he went north to Luoyang with Shiheng Gong, he deeply felt that he was under the fence and could not protect himself without practicing martial arts. So he practiced more diligently, and never slackened in the past 20 years. Over the years, he has fought in various parts of Bingzhou, and every battlefield fight is a sharpening of will, physique and fighting skills.

Even though there are enemies on all sides, Lu Yao can deal with it calmly and freely. His heart is like a cold pool of clear water, both unfathomable and ethereal, containing the slightest changes in the surrounding enemies, those tide-like offensives are full of loopholes in Lu Yao's eyes at this moment, and they will collapse at the first touch. Lu Yao grabbed the momentum, and a little silver on the tip of the gun suddenly came and went, like a flock of warblers flying wildly; The enemies who dared to intercept him fell to the ground one by one.

In the blink of an eye, they scattered this group of enemy troops, but they saw dozens of paces away, groups of enemy soldiers coming in sonorously, like a swarm of hornets that exploded their nests, and the number was simply innumerable. Lu Yao knew that there was not much time left for him, and as long as two or three percent of the thousands of enemy troops reacted, they would step on them with their feet, which was enough to trample the small Jin army scout troops into pulp.

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