At the third update in the middle of the night, the moon is bright and the stars are sparse.

Three thousand soldiers sat steadily on the war horse, gently holding the reins, holding the weapon tightly, carrying torches made of pine branches, tied with arrows of withered yellow grass, and looked at Liang Xiao in front of the formation with warm eyes.

Liang Xiao rode on Mingzhu's back and slowly walked past the soldiers.

He was wearing the armor given by the emperor and a jade sword. Under the light of the fire, he was bright and majestic, like a god descending to earth. Pang Shuo embraced a black bow and walked on his side, with murderous aura on his black face, like a strong man guarding the god.

In fact, in the hearts of the soldiers, Liang Xiao is the god on the battlefield. If it weren't for this, how could he have made great achievements at such an age, and even left Li Guang, Cheng Bushi and other people behind him far behind.

Now, they will join the battle with this god again. Their victory will solve the current dilemma and win wealth and glory for themselves.

Liang Xiao gently tied the reins, and the four hooves of the pearl stood firmly like iron. The night wind blew its mane, but it could not blow Liang Xiao's will.

"What are you here for leaving your family and coming here?"

A captain raised his hand and said loudly: "It is for His Majesty to serve His Majesty and the court."

"That's right, we are here to be loyal to His Majesty and serve the court." Liang Xiao smiled faintly: "What else?"

Another soldier shouted: "For glory and wealth, let your family live a good life."

Liang Xiao smiled even happier and nodded slightly. "Although this purpose is not very noble, it is more realistic."

The soldiers chuckled softly. They also felt that this reason was more practical. The court, Your Majesty, etc. were too far away from ordinary people like them. Most people would never accumulate enough military merit in their lifetime and see what the emperor looked like at close range.

When the laughter gradually calmed down, Liang Xiao asked again: "Is there any?"

The soldiers looked at each other, not knowing how to answer. For a moment, everyone was silent, but their eyes became more enthusiastic. They looked at Liang Xiao, hoping to hear a more powerful reason.

Liang Xiao stretched out his hand, slowly pulled out the jade sword given by the emperor, and gently stroked it. "You guys, three years ago, I went to the Western Regions. When I passed by this place for the first time, I saw the Huns galloping on horseback and enslaving me Han people, and I had a dream. One day, I will use my sword to cut off the heads of these Huns, occupy this grassland, and let the Huns be our slaves. Now, my dream is about to come true."

A seemingly inadvertent sentence caused a great reaction. The soldiers' breath became thick and their eyes turned red. Most of them were children from border counties and had been harassed by the Huns for many years. Many of them had family members or village party killed and kidnapped by the Huns, and had seen countless tragedies in which their families were destroyed. pbtt. This hatred has been buried in their hearts, waiting for the opportunity to explode.

Wealth is attractive, but not everyone is willing to pay the price of their lives to fight for it. But revenge is different. If you don’t get revenge, why do you become a human being?

The children of border counties are strong in their blood, and taking revenge is far more arousing their fighting spirit than wealth.

Now, Liang Xiao uses his personal experience to arouse the hatred in their hearts.

Liang Xiao raised his head, raised the sword in his hand high, and shouted loudly: "You guys, are you willing to charge with me and avenge those compatriots who were bullied by the Huns?"

"Will!" The captain who had just replied that he wanted to serve the court had red eyes and shouted loudly.

"Will!" More soldiers raised their weapons and roared loudly.

Liang Xiao shouted again: "Do you still remember the two tasks today?"

"Remember!" Xie Guanglong lifted the reins of the horse, and the war horse neighed a long time, and the man stood up. "One is to burn, the other is to kill!"

"Yes. One is to burn, the other is to kill!"

"Burn his mother and kill him!"

"Burn them to death and kill them all" the roar gradually became neat and shocking.

Liang Xiao turned the horse's head and kicked Mingzhu lightly. Mingzhu stepped out of his four hooves and ran forward lightly. Liang Xiao raised his sword and pointed forward obliquely.

"Set off!"

"Here!" Xie Guanglong answered loudly, kicked the war horse hard, took the lead, rushed out of the battle formation, and rushed past Liang Xiao.

More knights rushed out, gathered tightly beside their superiors, and began to accelerate.

Three thousand elite cavalry spread out on both sides of Liang Xiao, lined up in a horizontal formation, and rushed forward in a mighty manner.

The Huns camp was quiet.

There were seventy or eighty miles away from the nearest battlefield, and tens of thousands of troops from Shanyu and the Right Xianwang were in front of him. The Huns were very relaxed and did not worry that the Han people would appear here. They rested early, and only the soldiers responsible for the night patrol were still open, shouting weak orders, patrolling inside and outside the camp.

A team of soldiers holding torches in the camp were shouting, "The sky is dry, be careful of fire...fire...fire..."

"There's no end to the fire, right?" The soldiers behind tried to open their eyes and pushed their companions in front of them. "Your stinky mouth, don't make any trouble. If you burn food and grass, you won't be enough."

"No, look, fire! fire!" The stuttering Hun soldier shouted in panic in his fingers from afar.

The soldiers behind looked up and were startled. They quickly raised their hands and wiped their eyes with their sleeves. When he saw the fire dragon on the horizon that was getting closer and brighter in the distance, he couldn't help but take a breath. He hurriedly picked up the horn and blew it hard.

The sound of the alarm horn suddenly sounded, breaking the calm inside and outside the camp.

Outside the camp, in the darkness, scouts stood in groups in the wilderness. Although they were still sitting on horseback, their heads had already dropped and made loud snoring. Staying away from the battlefield, it was peaceful and even if the officers saw it, they would not punish them. Suddenly, they heard the sound of the horn calling the police, and they were startled and almost fell off the horse's back. The war horse under their crotch also began to be anxious, frequently sniffing, and digging the ground with their horse's hooves.

"Who is playing the trumpet from his mother?" someone cursed.

"Enemy...Enemy attack!" When the companion saw the fire dragon in the distance, he screamed in panic, made a horn and blew it hard.

"I..." The angry curse was held in his throat, and the Huns who had not yet fully awake were completely stunned. Seeing this fire dragon, even if he was stupid, he knew what was going on.

The question is, where does the enemy come from?

For a moment, the sound of trumpets came one after another, echoing each other, and resounding inside and outside the camp.

Almost at the same time, Liang Xiao also issued an order to charge. The messenger beat the war drum hard, and all the soldiers began to accelerate. The originally chaotic sound of horse hooves gradually became tidy, forming a thunder and galloping towards the Huns' camp.

Liang Xiao's order was mainly burning, so the Han army was not the commonly used charge formation such as the geese formation, angelic formation, etc., but a horizontal formation with three thousand soldiers divided into three horizontal formations, more than ten steps away from each other, but a thousand steps wide from left to right, with one torch, which was huge and amazing.

At this moment, they let go of their horses' hooves and began to charge. The torches in their hands were whirling by the wind, illuminating their angry faces and their blood-red eyes.

For tooth for tooth, for blood for blood. Today they are not here to fight, but to take revenge.

Revenge for the relatives who died under the swords of the Huns for decades, and for countless people who were abducted by the Huns and buried their bones in a foreign land.

If Liang Xiao hadn't reminded him repeatedly before, it would be a question whether these soldiers who were blinded by hatred could maintain their formation.

The sound of hooves was like thunder. Three thousand Han soldiers and nearly 10,000 war horses rolled up a storm and rushed into the camp of the Huns, threw out torches and shot out rockets.

The Huns' camp suddenly shone with flames.

Liang Xiao pulled out his bow and shot out seven arrows in one breath. "Swoosh swish!" The feather arrow broke through the wind and disappeared into the darkness. Then he appeared in front of a Hun who had just rushed out of the tent.

One after another, the Huns fell to the ground by arrows.

Firefox and other archers were shooting with Liang Xiao at all costs, causing greater chaos to the Huns with the bows and arrows in their hands and delaying their reactions. Since following Liang Xiao, they no longer had to run around for life, and after Huan Yuan's personal training, although archery skills are not as magical as Liang Xiao, they have undoubtedly stood at the peak of archery. Even on a Mercedes-Benz battle horse, they can still hit every shot within a hundred steps.

Although there are only six people, their power is no less than dozens of people.

The Huns were not mentally prepared at all. The patrol soldiers blew the horn in time and issued an alarm, but they still failed to react in time. When Liang Xiao and others rushed into the camp, only a few people walked out of the tent, and most of them were still sleeping. When they realized something was wrong, the camp was already in a sea of ​​fire.

Liang Xiao and others rushed to the central army of the Huns without any strong resistance. A hundred steps away, Liang Xiao glanced at the central army flag, took out an arrow tied with dead grass from the arrow bag, lit it on the torch, then placed it on the bow, aimed it slightly, and shot it out.

The feather arrow shot into the big star and nailed it to the thick flagpole. The flames quickly lit the star, and the exquisite star turned into a ball of fire, burning wildly.

Immediately afterwards, Liang Xiao took out another armor-breaking arrow, looked at the Hun general who had just rushed out of the tent, smiled slightly, and shot out an arrow.

The Hun general fell to the ground and died.

"Accelerate, accelerate!" Liang Xiao never looked at the Hun general again, ordered the acceleration again, and rushed forward. He knew that even if the general was not dead, he could do nothing. Half of the camp was burned, and unless he could summon the wind and rain, the gods could not save him.

The sound of war drums sounded, and the Han soldiers who were happily setting fires accelerated again and moved closer to Liang Xiao. After throwing the prepared torches and shooting the prepared rockets, they began to pick up the weapons in their hands to chase and kill the Huns who were in chaos.

Liang Xiao once said that one is to burn, and the other is to kill. The burn has almost been burned, so we should start killing now.

The night wind is tighter and the hooves are louder. Under the blazing flames of half the camp, three thousand elite cavalry gradually gathered into dozens of vertical arrays, galloping along the passage between the Huns' tents, chopping down one Huns who had just rushed out of the tent to the ground and killing them in the nightmare-

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