A crescent moon hangs high in the dark night sky, bleak and dull. The thick black clouds hide all the stars behind them, and even the curved crescent moon is occasionally blocked by the moving clouds. The entire earth is shrouded in the dark night, and there is no way or mountain.

The Xianbei vanguards carried hundreds of large chariots and walked slowly. Behind the convoy was a flock of white sheep, which looked very eye-catching in the dark. Hundreds of cavalry soldiers held up torches and walked on both sides of the long convoy. From a distance, they looked like a slender fire dragon.

Gundam's burly Fennie looked at the torch burning from the guards beside him, pointing to a vaguely visible hill in the night, and asked loudly: "Where is this?"

"Sir, this is Pishi Mountain, thirty miles away from Changqingxiang." A messenger replied loudly.

"It's about to arrive at the camp." Shiji said happily: "Send the order to speed up the troops and quickly pass through this mountainous area, and strive to reach Changqingwei in the middle of the night."

He did not hear the messenger's answer, nor did he hear the messenger's horses leaving. He looked back in surprise, his eyes immediately widened.

The messenger grabbed the long arrow that penetrated his chest with both hands, opened his mouth wide, with a look of pain and fear. He died of anger without even making a sound, and his body slowly fell on the back of the horse.

The roar then felt something roaring in the air, tearing the air through, and the wind in the dark seemed to be dodging its sharpness.

Qiye tried his best to open his eyes and turn his head to look into the night, hoping to find that thing.

Suddenly he saw countless long arrows, appearing in his sight like a ghost. He instinctively let out a desperate and powerless cry. He wanted to dodge, but his body was uncontrollably stiff on the horse's back.

"Puchi...Puchi...Puchi..." The sound of arrows entering the body was dull and harsh, densely as if it was raining.

The bodies of the guards around him shook violently with the long arrows flying in, and then screamed, the sound of the corpse falling to the ground, the pain of the war horses, and the terrifying shouts of the soldiers instantly sounded, tearing the tranquility of the night into bloody pieces.

In the dark night, the slender fire dragon seemed to be attacked by countless sharp weapons, and immediately twisted violently and trembled. Then the fire dragon began to break, its body began to separate, and then it exploded and scattered. The fire began to burst into pieces all over the mountains and fields.

Looking at the dark field, Qunya felt like a bloodthirsty beast, devouring countless innocent and weak lives in cruel and bloody ways. He used his last little strength, raised his hands high, and shouted loudly. He had all his strength, and he had strong skills, but he had inexplicably lost his life and had no chance to fight back. He was unwilling to give up, and he felt that he was too cowardly.

A long arrow suddenly shot into his neck and penetrated with a bunch of blood. The rooster fell off his horse.

The long arrows kept roaring from different directions and shot towards the enemies on both sides of the convoy.

The cavalry were spread out sparsely on both sides of the convoy. Due to the continuous rush, the convoy was slow and the soldiers were very tired. Many of them lazily lay on the horses to rest. This sudden sneak attack gave them a blow to the head, and there were heavy casualties. The cavalry who escaped the disaster rolled off their horses and hid under the carriage. Some of the soldiers were panicked and didn't know what to do. Some ran into the dark night, while others fled to both ends of the convoy.

The loud horn sound suddenly rang on the hills on both sides of the convoy.

Li Hong led the cavalry out of the mountain on the left side of the convoy, and Zhao Wen led the cavalry out of the mountain on the right side of the convoy. With a distance of fifty or sixty steps, he ran from the mountain to the bottom of the mountain and arrived in a flash.

The sound of horns, the shouts of killing, the screams of fear of the enemy, and the roar of the running of war horses immediately resounded through Pishishan.

Li Hong's sword flew out from the darkness and killed an enemy soldier who was in a panic to face the enemy.

Lei Zi flew over and picked up a torch discarded by the enemy from the ground, and then ran along the convoy under the cover of a group of soldiers, igniting the carriages all the way. The scattered enemy soldiers who met on the road were either kicked to death by galloping horses or shot by Han soldiers like wolves and tigers, and died of a fatal death.

Other soldiers who ran around the convoy took advantage of the gap to pick up the enemy's abandoned torches and threw them on the carriage to light all the things that could be lit on it. For a moment, most of the carriages in the convoy started to burn, especially the carriages filled with forage. The flames soared into the sky and the flames soared into the air.

Shu Yan crawled out of the carriage in a panic. With the help of several soldiers, he rode a war horse in panic and ran into the darkness. Hu Zi and a team of soldiers came roaring. The two sides met in close combat and fought each other. Hu Zi's big sword swung, making a horrifying roar. Shu Yan was suddenly attacked, and saw that the troops suffered heavy losses, and he had no room for counterattack. The food and grass were about to be lost. With anger, his martial arts were greatly reduced. He blocked Hu Zi's slash with all his strength, and he tried to get out of Hu

Zi rushed over under the knife. Hu Zi swung the big sword, roared, and chopped off half of Shuyan's butt of the war horse sitting down. Shuyan's war horse was hurt and jumped up with a miserable scatter. Shuyan was panicked and did not grab the reins of the horse, and was then thrown out of the horse's back. The war horse fell to the ground and howled constantly to stand up, but was powerless. Shuyan's body was flying in the air. A cavalry pegasus galloped past and chopped on him with a knife. Shuyan fell to the ground and was immediately trampled by a group of running war horses.

Jade horses ran wildly, Yan Wuwei followed closely, and a large group of soldiers behind him roared loudly, chasing a group of deserters.

Biqi turned around and looked at the burning convoy, almost unable to believe his eyes. In less than a cup of tea, the entire army was wiped out, and all the food and grass were destroyed. What Yi Fei thought about finally happened to him today.

"Shoot, shoot horse..."

Seeing that the enemy was getting closer and closer to darkness, Yu Shi couldn't help but scream in a hurry.

More than a dozen long arrows flew away with the jade shouting. Biqi's war horse fell to the ground with a loud bang. The huge inertial force generated by the war horse running at high speed rolled on the ground for more than ten times before stopping. Then he saw four strong horse legs. His heart sank.

Biqi raised his head and saw a tall warrior sitting upright on the tall war horse, holding a long halberd in his hand, staring at him coldly with his eyes.

Biqi's subordinates saw that his little coach was pointed at by the enemy with a long spear. They rushed up one by one without hesitation. Those who had already fallen off the horse ran towards Biqi lying down regardless of their life and death. Those who did not fall off the horse turned their heads and killed them again.

Yan Wuwei screamed strangely and shouted loudly: "Kill..., kill them..." He took the lead in raising his sword to face an enemy soldier who was fighting back.

Seeing his subordinates being killed by the enemy one by one, Biqi couldn't help but get angry. Suddenly he jumped up, roared wildly, and grabbed the jade halberd with bare hands.

Yu Shi snorted coldly, and with both hands, the long halberd quickly pierced Biqi's chest.

The cavalry soldiers divided into more than a dozen groups of people, surrounding a long convoy, and rushed back and forth. The soldiers all fought for the first place, fighting bravely to kill the enemy, and shouting to kill the earth was earth-shaking. Although the war horses wrapped the horse's hooves in cowhide and covered the horse's mouth with cages, their fierce ambitions were not subtracted from the battlefield. They ran wildly and trampled on them, as if they were more brave than the master on their backs.

The Xianbei people were shot miserably by the initial long arrows, and many soldiers were ruthlessly shot. Before they could wake up from the shadows and horror of death, the ferocious Han cavalry suddenly descended from the sky and launched a ruthless massacre on them.

The movements and speed of the raid cavalry were too fast, so fast that they had no time or any way to organize soldiers to resist and fight back except death, escape, and scream.

The swords are flying, the horses are running, and the arrows are screaming in the flames.

Xianbei soldiers fled around the battlefield like headless flies, crying for their parents. They kept screaming, either being shot by long arrows, being killed by swords, being hit by war horses, or being thrown into burning carts.

The Xianbei people who were desperate to surrender also did not escape the fate of death. The Han soldiers were already red in their eyes and ignored whether the other party had given up on resistance. As long as they encountered the enemy, they would wield their weapons and kill bloodily.

The battle ended soon, except for two or three hundred enemy soldiers who escaped while the black army was fleeing, all the rest were annihilated. Li Hong ordered the count of the number of people. The Han army sacrificed more than 30 soldiers and injured more than 40 people when encircling and annihilated the enemy. The sacrificed comrades were immediately buried, and the wounded were escorted by a team of 100 people. They rushed to the place where they crossed the river this morning and returned to Yuyang City.

The horn of the reassembly of the troops rang out in the dark.

Tian Chong looked at the thousands of dead sheep in the valley pit and shook his head in heartache.

"How many people can be saved so many sheep? It's a pity to bury them all."

Li Hong smiled helplessly and waved his hand to order the soldiers to fill the soil quickly. He stood on the hillside, looking at the battlefield full of dead bodies, smelling the pungent blood in the night wind and the burnt smell of burning objects, his heart suddenly twitched violently.

"War is like this, ruthless, bloody and cruel. But it's just that someone likes it."

Lei Zi followed Li Hong and asked excitedly: "Will they withdraw their troops if the Xianbei people's rations and forage are cut off?"

"Not yet. If we hit them again, Murong Ji and Xiong Ba may have to escape back to Guangping instead of withdrawing Guangping."

Li Hong and his soldiers looked at the huge burning fire dragon last, and then disappeared into the dark night.

Li Jianfeng led his troops to ambush in Changfengtun, ten miles from Baoqiu River. There were originally dozens of families here, but because of the war, they all moved away.

The news from the scout made Rie Qianfeng and Scar very excited.

The Han army began to cross the river in the evening. But they only had two hundred people coming and then stopped moving. In the middle of the night, the lights at the mountain pass were bright and the Han army began to cross the river again. More than a dozen boats shuttled back and forth on the surface of the Baoqiu River, and ships of soldiers were sent to the other side.

After receiving the news that about a thousand Han troops had crossed the river, Li Jianfeng immediately led his troops to set off quietly.

Five miles from the Baoqiu River, the troops shattered the strong winds lined up in charge formation. The soldiers sat quietly on the horses, waiting for the sound of the horns to charge.

The scouts of the Scattering Wind Force rushed over.

"Sir, the big thing is not good. The Han army has discovered the traces of our army and all the troops have been evacuated."

Rift Feng hardly believed in his ears.

"Didn't you just reported to me that more than a thousand Han army had crossed the river? How long did the enemy retreat?"

"It's true. The Han soldiers were still lined up on the river bank just now. In a blink of an eye, they all ran to the opposite side of the river." The scout said in confusion.

"Is your observation location very close to them?" Scar asked.

"Yes. The Han people were very careless. When crossing the river, they only arranged a few teams of mobile posts. We could observe them very easily."

Rift Feng and Scar looked at each other.

"It seems that their scouts have discovered us. Their efforts have failed." Lie Kuangfeng sighed and said disappointedly.

But when they retreated to Changfengtun, a scout came over.

"Sir, the Han army has started crossing the river again."

Risangfeng laughed.

"Did you see clearly?" Scar doubted whether they really did their best.

"See clearly. The enemy has crossed the river again." The scout said firmly.

Rift Feng and Scar looked at each other in confusion.

If the Han army discovered them, according to common sense, they would never take the risk of crossing the river. Now that the enemy is acting again, did the enemy find that the previous information is wrong and falsely alarmed, and then decide to continue crossing the river?

"Sir, let the scouts explore again. It's not too late for us to move again after all the enemies cross the river." Scar said slowly.

Li Jianfeng nodded and signaled the scout to retreat and explore again.

"I wonder if the two of you have arrived at Changqingwei?" Lie Kuangfeng always felt something strange tonight, and he felt a little uneasy in his heart. He suddenly thought of the troops who sent supplies to Changqingwei. Since the nightfall, he has not received any news from them.

"There is only more than one hundred miles away from Changqingwei. At the speed, they should have arrived. Don't worry, sir, there will be news before dawn." Scar comforted the cracked Fengfeng duct.

About half an hour later, the scout came to report.

"Sir, the Han army retreated again." The scout gasped heavily and said breathlessly.

The cracked wind and scar change color at the same time.

"I'm fooled. This is a small Han army unit that restrains our main force. Their main force must have penetrated deep behind Changqingwei and may attack our supply troops at any time." Scar said in panic.

Lie Kuangfeng smiled bitterly.

"We haven't received any news from Shiba for four hours. I'm afraid they have been wiped out. The enemy has such a cruel plan and is brave enough."

"It must be a leopard again. This idiot is very stupid, and only he can think of such a thing." Scar said fiercely.

"Sir, what should I do now?" Seeing Lie Kuangfeng sitting on the side of the desk without saying a word, Scar couldn't help asking.

Qianfeng shook his head helplessly and whispered: "Let's talk about it when the news from Juan arrives."

Another half an hour later, the news from Baoqiu River once again confirmed that the idea of ​​Rifting Feng and Scar was correct.

The Han army began to cross the river again.

A horse rushed to the distance, and the crisp and rapid sound of horse hooves came from far away.

"Sir, the big thing is wrong." The scout shouted loudly from a distance.

The heart of Rising Feng and Scars was beating violently, and the two of them even had difficulty breathing. They looked at the scout together with serious expressions.

"The main force of the enemy was discovered, five miles away from Changfengtun."
Chapter completed!