Whether it is a human or a horse, they are all flesh and blood. After a long time, they will eventually feel tired.

He ran for nearly a hundred miles overnight and stepped on the Huns' camp. Whether it was a knight or a war horse, his physical strength was consumed very seriously. If it were not forbidden, Liang Xiao would never have continued to break into the second camp.

The two powers are the least likely to be affected. Liang Xiao did this because opportunities were fleeting and had to do so.

The soldiers were either tempted by wealth or stimulated by revenge and lost their normal rationality. It is not ruled out that some people were deceived by Liang Xiao's legendary record and developed almost superstitious worship. In short, they accepted Liang Xiao's order and followed Liang Xiao again without hesitation. However, Liang Xiao himself knew very well that if he did not make up his mind and took some decisive measures, it would be difficult to complete the task this time, and it would be more likely to be a death sentence.

Taking the war horses that accompanied them all the way as vanguards was one of Liang Xiao's methods.

Liang Xiao ordered dead grass or pine branches to tie the body or tail of the war horses, and lit them before entering the battle. The fire burned the body of the war horses and made a sizzling sound. Although these war horses had been well trained to deal with the chaos of war horses, they were animals after all, and were burned by the fire and suddenly became crazy in pain. They used their last brute force to rush into the camp of the Huns.

"Boom!" A war horse ran into a stunned Hun. The Huns flew up, drew an arc, and then fell heavily to the ground, causing his internal organs to move, and his eyes turned black. Before he could react, a horse's hoof as big as a bowl stepped over and hit his face, and he died suddenly.

"Wow!" A war horse covered in fire rushed into the camp of the Huns, jumping around and neighing. It made the Huns in the tent so hard that they howled. The fire on their bodies ignited the tent, making the fire even more fierce.

Liang Xiao had more than 3,000 people in total, one man and three horses, and nearly 10,000 war horses. He lost one-third of the battle for the first time. This time, he took out nearly one-third of the war horses to rush into the formation, divided them into several batches, and rushed towards the Huns' camp from different directions. He suddenly made the Huns' camp in chaos.

Faced with the war horses that were burned crazy by the fire, the Huns had no choice but to do anything. After one companion after another was hit by the horse and trampled to death, one tent after another was ignited by the fire on the horse, they no longer had the courage to stop them. They turned around and ran away, rushing towards the central army camp regardless of the situation.

The first rush into the central army was not the war horses, but the panicked Huns.

The Central Army's Personal Guard Battalion stepped forward to intercept, but these Huns were already scared crazy. The Personal Guard Battalion, which was usually superior, lost its deterrence at this moment. They drew out their battle swords and fled to the road, and cut whoever blocked the road. In front of these outlaws, the elite warriors of the Personal Guard Battalion were also scrambled to the point of being chopped. When the war horses that rushed to the formation arrived, they were defeated completely. They were either knocked down by the horses or turned around and ran away, without caring about Liang Xiao and others.

Liang Xiao slowed down, raised his eyes to find the direction of the baggage camp.

This is a camp responsible for guarding the baggage. A large number of cattle, sheep and fodder will inevitably occupy the main space. His purpose is to burn these cattle, sheep and fodder, so that the Huns have no meat to eat, and the Huns' war horses have no grass to feed.

With his previous experience of rushing to the formation and his super-far vision supported by Qianliyan, Liang Xiao quickly discovered the location of the baggage camp. With his order, he rushed towards the baggage camp first, and a rain of arrows shot out a hundred steps away.

Three thousand soldiers followed closely behind. War horses helped them rush to the battlefield to attract the attention of the Huns, and they could concentrate on setting fires.

For a moment, people were like tigers, horses were like dragons, and arrows were like locusts, rushing to the sky and the earth, rushing towards the face.

Hearing the sound of the trumpet of the police and the crying of the rear camp, the Huns in the baggage camp knew that something was wrong, and rushed out of the tent, stepped onto the war horses, and prepared to fight. Their reaction was timely and professional, but unfortunately their opponents were also outstanding and rare.

Against the backdrop of the raging fire, Liang Xiao and others walked through the open space in the tent and rode their horses. Even in the chaotic camp, they still maintained their impact formation. Still a hundred steps away, the crossbow cavalry pulled the crossbow machine and shot powerful arrows.

"Swoosh swosh swosh!" A group of crossbow arrows flew over, and several Huns who rushed to the front were caught in the arrow and turned over and fell off the horse.

"Swoosh swish swish!" Several sharp arrows flew to the scene, although they were few, they were very accurate and almost all of them were lost.

Several more Huns were caught in the arrow.

Before they could see the other party clearly, the Huns fell down more than a dozen people. The knights behind them were blank and couldn't help but be shocked. Before they could come back to their senses, the light cavalry entered the range, and another rain of arrows made them feel embarrassed and complained.

The sound of horse hooves was like a storm, connected together, and instantly arrived at the Huns.

"Kill!" The Greek boy Alexander flattened the spear, and with a roar, the spear pierced the breastplate of a Hun and picked him up. Alexander threw the spear, pulled out the battle knife from his waist, and passed by the horse. The sword flashed, and the sharp battle knife cut off the neck of another Hun knight.

Blood fountains, and the Huns covered their necks and screamed as they fell off their horses.

The assault cavalry rushed into the baggage camp in one breath. After several battles, their spears were basically exhausted, and most of them fought with swords. The sword light shone, tearing the night wind and tearing the bodies of the Huns, screaming endlessly.

Liang Xiao and others kept waving their hands, shooting out sharp arrows, shooting down the Huns who were threatening within their range one by one, and suppressing the counterattack of the Huns with all their might. They had accurate archery skills and tacit understanding formed by long-term running-in. Six bows were comparable to the power produced by dozens of crossbows.

The light cavalry is outside and the crossbow cavalry is inside, and they keep shooting to assist the assault cavalry charge.

The Huns mainly used cavalry and shooting, and they rarely fought close to each other unless they had to. The leather armor on their bodies could not block the arrows that were shot at close range, and the bent bow in their hands could only cover the defeated soldiers, which was not suitable for head-on duels. This was the first time that they encountered such an assault formation, and they were stunned and suffered heavy casualties.

The Han army used Liang Xiao and others as the front and rushed into the baggage camp easily. They immediately dispersed and set fire on fire.

In a moment, the baggage camp fire broke out, and the fire quickly extended, and half of the camp spread in just a short time.

Looking at the sky-sky fire, I looked as if I was dead.

Aside the big lake, fierce battles are in full swing.

Successfully attracted the Right Xian King back, Cheng Buzhi immediately contracted the formation and retreated to the camp in an orderly manner. However, in order to restrain the Right Xian King as much as possible and prevent him from despairing, Cheng Buzhi left more than 3,000 people outside the camp as bait, showing that he was unwilling to give up and was ready to break through again at any time.

Among the three main generals who went on this expedition, Li Guang was the most famous and had the strongest combat power. However, in terms of the command ability of the battle formation, Cheng Buzhi far surpassed Li Guang. The formation of more than 10,000 people was like an arm and a finger under his command, advancing and retreating in an orderly manner. Although the Huns were numerous, they could not do anything to him.

The two sides were separated by the camp and could not stand stalemate.

Cheng Buzhi had a thousand-mile gaze and found the fire in the west in front of the Youxian King. He could not hide his excitement, and was afraid that he would misjudgment for a while, so he quickly handed the thousand-mile gaze to the chief secretary Chen Anping.

"Look, is that the fire?"

Chen Anping was surprised and happy, and quickly took Qianliyan and observed it carefully. In Qianliyan's slightly distorted vision, the sky in the West became brighter and brighter, brighter than the east that was about to be broken, and there was thick smoke rolling, rushing straight into the sky.

"General, has it really succeeded?" Chen Anping put down his eyes and couldn't believe his eyes.

At this moment, even without using Qianli Li, Cheng Bushi could see the faint light of fire and thick smoke. He raised his thick eyebrows and suddenly laughed. "It's fair. He helped Li Guang once and also helped me once."

Chen Anping smiled knowingly. Liang Xiao burned the Xiongnu’s baggage, and Cheng Buzhi’s persistence here would have meaning. Otherwise, no matter how many beheads they were, it would be useless. What kind of military achievements would they talk about after they were defeated?

"Beat the drum and prepare to fight back." Cheng Buzhi rubbed his hands and smiled. "Youxian King is probably going crazy this time."

Chen Anping laughed loudly. It would be strange if the baggage was burned, and the Right Xian King was not crazy.

The sound of war drums was loud, and the Han soldiers were revived and immediately took action, ready to fight back.

Seeing that the Han army was about to change its formation again, the Right Xianwang, who had fought hard for the middle of the night, was also energetic. He raised his hand and was about to order the cavalry to charge, but the personal guards around him suddenly screamed. "King, look."

"I'm not blind, I can see it." The Right Xianwang glared at him angrily, but found that the guards turned their neck back and almost twisted, their eyes were frightened, and there were even more firelights in their eyes. And not only him, there were many guards next to him looking at the West, with their eyes full of unexplained fear.

The Youxian King subconsciously turned around and looked at it, and it suddenly became petrified, as if someone was stabbed hard in the chest, making it cool.

After a moment, he came to his senses and roared wildly: "Personal Guard, follow me!"

The sound of the trumpet sounded, and the Huns retreated like a tide. The Right Xian King rushed away with three thousand elite cavalry. The other Hun generals were confused, not knowing what had happened, and were in a mess. However, someone soon discovered the fire and smoke in the west and was stunned.

Seeing this scene, Cheng Buzhi immediately ordered an attack. The Han army formation suddenly became like spring ice, turning into several charge formations. Amid the thunderous drums, it roared and roared, like a tiger going down the mountain, killing towards the Huns' camp.

The Xiongnu generals who were ordered to stay were furious and ordered a counterattack. The pride of the Huns was deeply rooted. Even if they suffered unexpected losses, they still did not take the Han army seriously. It would be fine if Cheng didn't know how to defend the camp, but he actually dared to take the initiative to attack, which was simply too unwilling to take the Huns seriously.

He must be taught a lesson to let him know who is the real strong man.

The sound of the trumpet rose again, and the Huns returned, rode their horses and surrounded the Han army in the center.

Cheng Buzhi calmed down and commanded the Han army to form a formation and fight with the Huns.

For a moment, arrows stalked, people shouted, horses neighed, and it was hard to distinguish.

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