After rushing out of the enemy camp, Lu Yao and the others galloped quickly, taking advantage of the complex terrain to get rid of the pursuers.

The weakness of this Xiongnu army, which was made up of different tribes, was revealed at this time. Except for Qiao Xi's cronies and subordinates, the vast majority of the Qianhu and Wuhuan people did not seem to have a strong desire to avenge the main general. They roared out of the barracks, but in the dark night they rode their horses blankly, and in less than half an hour they had their troops collected. There were only thirty or fifty people who insisted on chasing Lu Yao and others.

Of course, these people are fierce horse thieves who are determined to take revenge, but in the eyes of the battle-hardened Bingzhou cavalry, it is not difficult to deal with. Lu Yao and the others fought and left, killing several horses and guns one after another on the way, successfully annihilating more than half of them, and the rest had to retreat.

Lu Yao and the others could finally rest assured at this time. They walked along a narrow valley, but the moonlight did not shine into the depths of the valley, so that the path was very dark, and they could not reach their fingers a few feet away from the torches held high. The soldiers deftly rode their horses through the gravel beach at the bottom of the valley and headed north.

After about half an hour, the riverbed gradually rose, and they turned their horses eastward into a col.

When they arrived at this col, all the soldiers breathed a sigh of relief. This is the meeting point agreed with Xue Tong's rear team in advance, and the distance between this place and the Hu people's camp is about forty miles in a straight line, and because the road stretches along the undulating terrain, the actual distance traveled is almost doubled. Unless there is a guide who is well-versed in the terrain to lead the way, it is impossible for the Hu people to chase here tonight anyway. Not to mention that they are in a leaderless predicament, and there is simply no way to make appropriate countermeasures.

Lu Yao sent several capable soldiers to the top of the mountain to set up sentry posts, so that the rest of the soldiers could rest for a while. Then, he immediately counted the number of people. During the raid, forty-two soldiers were killed on the spot, and on the way to retreat, six more were killed and six were seriously wounded. At this moment, there are still ninety-three people in the mountain pass, including Lu Yao, and a total of eighty horsemen can still fight.

Although there were heavy casualties, the morale of the soldiers was unprecedentedly high.

In the past two years, the officers and troops have suffered successive defeats in the face of the Huns. The Bingzhou Army, which once had 50,000 people and was brave enough to be brave and self-reliant, is now only a few remnants of Liu Kun's Jinyang Army who have been defeated. Although Yue Shigong never showed favoritism, the soldiers really suffered some blank eyes, and they always felt that they couldn't raise their heads in the face of Yue Shigong's descendants.

Now everything is different, they are just a small army of former enemy reconnaissance, but they can attack the enemy forty times as many times at night with the meager force of one hundred and fifty horsemen, and obtain the first rank of the enemy's general, what a brilliant achievement, what a proud achievement! Even a few soldiers who were so badly wounded that they couldn't move had a proud glow on their faces.

Shen Jin's armor was torn apart, covered in blood, and the wounds wrapped in coarse cloth looked a little terrifying, but he himself seemed to be unaware of it, and he still looked like a dragon and a tiger. At this moment, his nostrils were facing the sky, and he said with a haha: "I said, these Hu people are a rabble...... If it weren't for the fact that you had already succeeded, Lao Tzu would have been able to their! ”

Not far away, a soldier responded: "Master Shen, brothers only need Hu Ren's head." How tired you are of 'doing' this kind of! The soldiers burst into laughter.

Shen Jin glared and said, "Which rabbit cub, dare to make grandpa's joke!" He casually smashed his helmet over, only to hear a scream, and he didn't know who it hit. The soldiers laughed more and more happily.

Lu Yao was sitting beside Shen Jin. His left rib had been cut by a sharp blade in the fierce battle, and he was fine, but now he felt his fascia twitch and pain when he spoke a little loudly. He resisted the urge to laugh, kicked Shen Jin lightly, and scolded: "You said it yourself, do you dare not admit it?" I'm also curious, old Shen, what kind of mess are you thinking? When the soldiers listened to Lu Yao's words, they laughed and jubilant, like boiling water.

The soldiers of the state army have not laughed so happily for a long time.

The bad luck that had been entangled in the state army for several years seemed to be finally far away at this time. Amid the laughter, the sentinels shouted in surprise from the top of the slope: "Look! See! It's our brothers! They're catching up! ”

Before the sentry could speak, Lu Yao took three steps and two steps, and rushed to the top of the slope. As far as the eye could see, I saw a troop of soldiers and horses striding forward with pine torches due north, and the queue stretched along the winding mountain road, as if it was a bending and circling fire dragon. Lu Yao's eyes were sharp, and he immediately saw clearly: this team was a mighty man first, this person was wearing heavy armor, carrying a huge bag weighing four or five people, and swords, spears and other things were horizontally mounted on it, like an active arsenal - who could also carry the weight for other soldiers during the march, who was not Xue Tong?

Six hundred elite infantry, led by Xue Tong and with Guo Huan as his deputy, set out from Jinyang on the night of two days ago. They marched along the way, following the cavalry's path and forcibly marching, and at this moment they finally joined the vanguard!

Lu Yao pressed the wound on his ribs and laughed loudly. With this support army, you can do so much more!

Two hours later.

The long night is coming to an end. But as dawn approached, the night grew darker and darker.

During the night attack, the Jin army set fires everywhere and burned down almost half of the camp. After the Jin army retreated, the soldiers were busy for a long time to extinguish the fire. By this time, the fires had been largely extinguished, and some of the charred remains of the tabernacle had been gathered together and curling with light smoke. Many soldiers sat on the ground with their weapons laid on their backs. After sitting for a while, his head gradually tilted, and then he woke up and looked up; After a while, his head gradually tilted again.

Most of the flags in the camp have fallen, and the strange thing is that only the banner of "Champion General Joe" in front of the Chinese military tent is still hunting and flying, and no one cares about it.

More than a dozen mid-level officers sat or stood in front of the tent. And their superiors, a Xiongnu chieftain, a Wuhuan chieftain, and three Zahu Qushuai, were discussing in the tent.

An officer crunched on a stalk of grass and paced in the open space in front of the Chinese tent. The officer was about thirty years old, with a high nose, deep-set eye sockets, very distinct contours of his facial features, and a scruffy beard under his chin, which seemed to have not been properly taken care of for a long time, and looked a little decadent.

If you look closely, you will see that the number of steps he steps back and forth never changes, and the distance of his steps is as precise as if he had been measured with a ruler. Seventeen steps to the east, then seventeen steps to the west. He had gone through it hundreds of times, and the meeting in the Chinese military tent did not seem to have reached a result, but the sound of threatening and scolding each other could be heard clearly from more than a dozen feet away.

This force itself was improvised and cobbled, with both the Huns, the Wuhuan, the Qian, and the Hexi Zahu, led by the chiefs of each ethnic group. Even the chief general, Qiao Xi himself, could not directly give orders to the soldiers beyond the chieftains of the various clans. The chiefs did not have strict status and authority with each other, and once Qiao Xi died, several chiefs with different strengths immediately fell out. What will happen next? Whose command should I listen to? They discussed for several hours without any result, and they saw that their anger was getting bigger and bigger.

The officer shook his head uneasily.

This officer's name is Shi Le, the word Shilong, and he is a member of the Qian tribe in Shangdang Wu Township. His original name was Zale, and his ancestors and father were both handsomes of the Qiang tribe, but his generation was very poor and made a living as a tenant farmer. During the Tai'an period, there was a famine in the state, and he planned to seek wealth with this, so he and his friends planned to sell the Hu people in Shandong for profit. Unexpectedly, people are not as good as heaven, Ma Teng of the Dongying Company, who was the assassin of Bingzhou at the time, dispatched military horses to plunder and sell Hu people, but arrested Qile as slaves and sold them to Chiping as herding slaves.

He was not willing to be a slave. He summoned forces to fall into the grass and plundered for a living. Later, he was deeply accepted with Jizhou Jukou Jisang, and the surname "Shi" was given by Jisang.

Two years ago, the general Gongshi Domain, who followed Sima Ying, the king of Chengdu, raised troops in Shandong, and Jisang and Shile led hundreds of horsemen to defect. However, soon after, the Gongshi Fan tried to lead his army across the river through the Puyang White Horse, but was defeated by Gou Xi, the Taishou of Puyang, who was known as the "Tu Bo". Most of the remnants of the Gongshi Domain were taken over by Jisang, and then they shrank their forces to the area of Mainlandze in Huang County in Wei County, where the imperial court horse garden was located, with dense swamps and complex terrain, and the officials and soldiers had no choice but to do so. Shi Le himself entrusted his soldiers and horses to Jisang, and he led a number of cronies to return to his hometown and state, and took refuge in the Xiongnu Han Kingdom.

According to Shi Le's intentions, he hoped to take advantage of the prestige of the Xiongnu Han State to regroup as soon as possible, but who knew that the development of the situation was often not as expected. The Huns were nominally called the imperial system, but in essence they were still tribal alliances. The vast majority of the figures in the court were vulgar and unliterate and lacked vision; And the state system is a dead letter.

In the army of the Huns, except for the prestige of Da Dan Yu Liu Yuan, the patriarchs and chieftains below did not obey anyone. Such a crude system is fine when it goes well, but the slightest setback can lead to chaos – and it is.

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In the past two days, I have encountered some bottlenecks in writing, but this crab will definitely break through it. Thank you Tang Bing\\Caoyufh\\Drunk\\Depressed Star\\Very surprised\\Chen Yujia and other friends for their encouragement and support in the book review area. Along the way, I cried for it.

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