At the beginning of the year, the moon was bright and the stars were few.

    Zhang Liao, who sits in the camp of the Chinese army, stood high, with his right hand behind his back, holding a sabre falsely, overlooking the Army crossing the river, Lang said:

    "Generals, be relieved. With Meng Ming''s support, the Lord will not have an accident."

    Behind them stood the camp leaders of the left and right armies. At this time, they were looking across the river. Even after listening to Zhang Liao''s comfort, they still couldn''t help worrying.

    I thought it was risky for the Lord to leave the camp and take his personal guards to the front army for inspection. Unexpectedly, he

    If it weren''t for concern, the generals would like to scold on the spot——

    Now the assassin''s whereabouts are unknown and his life and death are unknown. If something happens again, who will bear the consequences?

    Who will control the overall situation of Binzhou?

    In a trance, the generals standing high suddenly heard faint sounds of Horseshoes coming from afar, and the sound of shouting and killing came with the wind at night.

    At the same time, many soldiers who were preparing to cross the river stood in place and looked at the other side of the river.

    On the wilderness where there were only Han soldiers, suddenly there was snow and dust everywhere, and hundreds of cavalry charged with torches, babbling and screaming.

    Huns?

    Miscellaneous beard?

    It can''t be Han anyway.

    Due to the awakening of the fighting soul and amazing eyesight, a cadre of generals standing on the high hill found that these Xiongnu soldiers were different from those in previous years.

    In the past, these aliens never dared to collide head-on with the formed army. They came to the border to plunder when the imperial court was unprepared, ran away after robbing things, and didn''t stay at all.

    This time, they dared to lead troops in depth. Not only that, they also took the initiative to launch an attack.

    In addition, why do aliens appear here? I''m afraid Yunzhong County, as a barrier, has been broken!

    "Array!"

    In a hurry, the Han sergeant who had crossed the river began to form an array of defense under the organization of the school captain.

    Unfortunately, the advantage of cavalry over infantry is too great. In addition, Zuo Xian Wang Jin doesn''t intend to fight head-on at all.

    Whew! Whew! Whew!

    Sharp arrows came like locusts.

    In fact, these mechanism crossbows should have been owned by the soldiers of Yunzhong Prefecture, but after the city was broken, they all became the booty of the Huns.

    In addition, when crossing the river, they were attacked by the enemy, which would affect their morale. Coupled with the fear of cold arrows, the soldiers fell into chaos and hesitation. Some wanted to run back to the opposite bank on the ice, while others were determined to fight to the death.

    For a time, different thoughts.

    Because of this, the formation orders issued by the school captain could not be implemented and could only be slaughtered.

    "If the wolf rode here, it wouldn''t be like this."

    Zhang Liao''s face remained unchanged and glanced behind him.

    The generals immediately understood and bowed their hands together: "the last general asks for war."

    "Where is Hao Meng, the right Yu Hou?"

    "The end will come!"

    "The ice can''t bear the Army crossing together. You choose a hundred horses and go to stabilize your feet to buy time for the army to cross the river."

    "Promise!"

    Hao Meng''s face sank like water, turned over and jumped on the horse''s back. Without a word of nonsense, she rode alone to the camp at the foot of the mountain.

    Then Zhang Liao, who was standing high overlooking the war situation, found that the enemy was being reinforced continuously.

    If the cavalry just now is compared to a fire dragon, the enemy who rushed to the scene now is a sea of fire, continuous from front to back, extending to the end of the line of sight, and there is no gap in the middle.

    "It seems that the 150000 troops of the left Hu of the southern Huns are not bluff."

    "There are many torches. I''m afraid there are thousands of people riding this thief!"

    After watching Cheng Lian for a long time, he still didn''t dare to confirm the number of the enemy, but felt that it seemed endless.

    Under the moonlight, the small group of Han soldiers were like fallen wheat, and the other bank of the river was full of broken limbs. It was impossible to find a complete body.

    At the moment, Kim, wearing a black one eyed mask, shook his machete because the sticky flesh in the palm of his hand made him almost unable to hold the weapon.

    "Where is the chief General of the Han army? Come and visit the king quickly."

    Stiff Chinese words lingered over the two armies.

    Hao Meng, who has just selected 100 warriors and is ready to rush over to reinforce, reined in his mount and stopped the rush.

    No one expected that the 500 foot soldiers could not hold on for half a minute and were slaughtered like this.

    Subconsciously, he looked up at the hill not far away and waited for Zhang Liao''s order.

    Kim noticed this little action and looked up at the height in an instant. His sight collided with Zhang Liao and others through the darkness. He inserted the machete back into his waist.

    A Hun soldier instantly understood and offered a long bow.

    Kim felt three feather arrows from the quiver, aimed them at the hill, opened the bow string with his thumb, and a cold feeling flashed in his eyes.

    Whew!

    The broken wind is connected.

    A few miles away, in the darkness where he could not see his fingers, Zhang Liao''s eyes standing on the back of green mane Dawan were like hawks and falcons, slightly leaning his head.

    Three cold mans rubbed their cheeks and brushed through the abdomen of the mount. Finally, they disappeared into the rocks and splashed bursts of sand and dust.

    The steed under the crotch was frightened and its hooves hissed in the night.

    "Herald!"

    Zhang Liao still didn''t care, stepped up his horse''s belly and said in a loud voice: "set up a rhubarb crossbow and shoot at the enemy."

    "Promise!"

    Hearing the speech, the valiant soldiers who had been preparing for a long time took off their coats, poured enough strength into their hands and pulled hard. The crossbow that needed the force of ten stones to be pulled open was instantly pulled into a full moon. It''s hard to imagine how explosive the taut bowstrings contain.

    On the other side of the river, the Jin family, the king of Zuo Xian, also roared, and the high Hun language suppressed all the noise.

    Rhubarb crossbow is an artifact of the Han Dynasty. It has a range of 600 steps. Once hit, people and horses will be broken. Who knows?

    However, it is also found in the arsenal of Yunzhong county. Although the number is small, there are a large number of three stone crossbows as a supplement.

    Baiqushui is only ten feet wide. With the range of three stone crossbows, it is enough to attack the enemy''s camp.

    Zhang Liao saw the actions of the Huns and was cold in his heart. He saw that they kept retreating and launched various Han Army weapons. He was obviously unfamiliar with weapons and was fumbling awkwardly.

    "The assassin didn''t hold Yunzhong county."

    "No, we''re late."

    Then Zhang Liao rushed down the hill and shouted, "string!"

    At the next moment, countless huge arrows as thick as beams and up to Zhang Xu were pressed onto the crossbow.

    "Disease!"

    The bow is like a thunderbolt.

    Hun language sounded at the same time.

    The bowstrings on both sides of the Baiqu water were thundering and roaring, and the breaking wind was heard all the time. Soldiers on both sides fell to the ground with a muffled sound and broke into countless blood clots.

    Twenty miles away, the back of a hill.

    Hundreds of cavalry rushed out of the darkness, with people holding pieces and horses picking bells, like ghosts.

    Song Xian, the vanguard official, turned his horse''s head and ran parallel with Ding Yuan and Lu Li.

    Compared with just now, the drum sound from the southeast behind him became more and more intense, and the cry for killing became more and more loud. If you listen carefully, you can even hear the buzzing sound of bow string vibration.

    A quiet move.

    Had it not been for the sticks in their mouths, the cavalry would have been terrified and talked.