After receiving the report from the scouts, Li Hong immediately summoned the military guards to arrange a plan to attack the Kuitou army at night.

I heard that the Xianbei king and Lian's nephew Kuitou were surrounded by water. Everyone was like wild wolves seeing prey, their eyes glowing and murderous intent. The Jade and others seemed to have completely forgotten the dispute in the afternoon, and even ignored their jokes. Kuitou's temptation is far greater than violating military discipline.

The Kuitou army had only 6,000 people. Although the number of people was slightly superior, in the case of intentional calculations and unintentionality, five thousand cavalry could kill six thousand defenseless Xianbei people without leaving any armor.

Especially now the Kuitou troops are at the foot of the Danhan Mountain and in the Xianbei area, they think the safest place in the world. Therefore, their negligence, especially the negligence of preventing enemy sneak attacks, is probably inevitable. They would never have thought that a brave Han army would dare to attack Baili overnight.

In the history of the Han Dynasty, there are only a few cases of raids going deep into the enemy's territory. Once successful, it will be a battle that has become famous all over the world and has been recorded in history.

For the first time, Li Hong was able to command a large cavalry force in the true sense to fight at will, which made him very excited.

Five thousand cavalry. This is the number of people he dreamed of and longed for the cavalry troops to reach. With this force, he could realize the various cavalry tactics and cavalry formations that he had thought of in his mind thousands of times. For him, the cavalry unit of five thousand people was the best combat unit for him to realize his dream. This concept came entirely from Murong Feng’s teachings back then.

Li Hong ordered Hu Zi and Yan Wuwei's two-qu troops to be the front troops, the left wing of the army was Heng Ji and Lu Huanyang's one thousand White Lu tribe cavalry, the Li Song cavalry plus Zheng Xin's scout station had a total of one thousand cavalry as the right wing of the army. The rear army was Yu Shi and Wu Zhao's two-qu troops of 1,200 cavalry. (Yu Shi's deputy, Xiaolan, led the Yitun troops to Ma Ma, and stayed in Macheng.) Li Hong personally led the personal guards to command the center.

After the troops arrived at the dripping circle, they charged in a dense triangular iron vertebrae formation.

Li Hong said it very clearly that it was dark at night and there were many troops, and once it was dispersed by the enemy, it would be difficult to assemble again. If the second charge against the enemy could not be launched quickly, the troops would probably be counterattacked by the enemy after the hasty assembly. Therefore, each unit should hold it tightly and support each other, and be sure to maintain the integrity of the impact queue and maintain the maximum speed of the impact. It should not give the enemy any chance to breathe. It should continuously cause devastating blows to the enemy and strive to completely defeat the enemy in the shortest time.

Kuitou was in a bad mood. He drank alone at night and thought about his thoughts. He fell asleep in a drowsy late.

Murong Feng and Mijia both patted their chests and promised that this time he would be allowed to sit on the throne of the Xianbei king. As a result, this time he still spoke vernacularly. He Lian, in such a dangerous situation, relied on Tuoba Feng's help, escaped without any danger. This is a miracle. He resented himself. Although Mijia and even Murong Feng's help, he missed the opportunity and could not win the throne of the king. Instinct to that position was his, but now he was firmly occupied by a villain who killed his father.

The root cause is because he has no strength and has to rely on others' breath and the gifts of others. As a result, everything is passive and has achieved nothing to achieve. He once really hoped to get help from Shemo, but never expected that he not only betrayed himself, but also wanted to betray the Xianbei people. Could it be that he was in the Xianbei country, so he had no popularity, no prestige, and no support from tribal leaders? He had no answer, and he did not know what his future would be?

He was woken up in a daze, and there were earth-shaking roars, shouts, and horns in his ears, as if the sky was about to fall. Then he felt the ground under his feet trembling violently, and he was a little panicked. Kuitou subconsciously thought that this was the people of the Wuye Tribe who were engaged in a breakthrough battle.

He felt a little swelling and painful in his temples, and his mouth was dry and tongue-free. He waved his hand weakly and opened his eyes with difficulty.

He saw a terrifying face and a pair of wide eyes. He was startled and immediately woke up a lot.

"What happened?" he asked, "The people from the Wuye Tribe began to break through?"

"Sir, the Han cavalry has entered, let's run away quickly." His chief guard shouted.

Kuitou didn't react for a moment. Han people? Why were Han people here?

Originally, the Han people had not actively attacked any Hu people in a long time. They were not only passively beaten, but also sent people to send valuables and princesses to marry relatives. The Hu people have forgotten that the Han people will also take the initiative to beat them. Over the years, they have never set up guard posts on the border. In their consciousness, they can only invade the Han Dynasty at will and plunder them at will. The Han people can only endure the pain and be beaten and wander around.

"Han cavalry?"

Kuitou suddenly reacted, he jumped up and shouted: "How did the Han people appear here?"

Several of his guards took the opportunity to raise him up, and did not speak, and rushed out of the tent.

Kuitou and his guards rushed out of the tent. Kuitou was shocked.

Under the faint firelight in the distance, Kuitou saw that the entire camp was in chaos and in chaos.

The Xianbei soldiers rushed to the ground, crying their father and mother, and fleeing everywhere. Some were naked, some were wrapped in a fur, some were holding bows but no arrows, and some were holding empty quiver pots. There was basically no one holding weapons. They shouted in horror and heart-wrenchingly, and in the dark night, they were panicked and extremely fearful, rushing towards the back camp like a tide.

In the dark night, a huge iron cone with a deafening roar, roaring wildly all the way with a thunderous momentum, killing in like a deafening momentum.

In this Han army, there are no torches, flags, and no color of life. Some are terrifying darkness, just like the darkness of bloodthirsty beasts. They opened their bloody mouths, destroying life at will, destroying everything they encountered, whether it is people or war horses, tents or chariots, as long as they rushed through, they will be immediately razed to the ground and there will be no trace again.

The large iron vertebra consisting of five thousand people, with a heavy blow like a thunderous attack, immediately smashed the Xianbei camp and turned into a pile of powder.

Li Hong was in the middle of command for the first time. He was wrapped in the middle of the surging iron cavalry, completely lost direction, lost will, and even lost hearing. He immediately regretted it. The spear in his hand could not touch anything except holding it high, and he was afraid that he would accidentally hurt his own people. If he had known that he would be so embarrassed in the middle of the team, he would have nothing to do except to follow him, and would have been more happy to command others, and he would have been in the front army and shouted to kill the enemy.

Beard, Yan Wuwei, fists, and Lei Zi were chased and killed by others in the past. It was rare to be so refreshing today that they were shouting and chasing the Xianbei people all the way. The four of them were covered in blood, and their hands were almost weak when they could kill them.

"Have fun, it's so good." Fist danced with both swords in his hand and screamed wildly.

The beard slashed with one knife, killing two lives, and shouted loudly in his mouth: "Fist, how many have you killed?"

The fist remembered that he didn't care about it at all and shouted casually: "One hundred, one hundred..."

Kuitou was so scared that his heart was broken, his face was as bright as earth, and his legs were involuntarily weakened. He had no idea what to do, and his sleepiness had disappeared before. Without any defense, facing such a bloody iron cavalry, the Xianbei people had no room for resistance. It would be a joke to say that they were not afraid.

The guards were ignorant of the matter and ran all the way with him. When they encountered the trouble, they would just take a knife to the head without any mercy.

A guard saw a centurion nearby riding a horse and ran over in panic, raising his hand and an arrow. The horse immediately fell down. Several guards yelled and rushed up, killing several soldiers who were about to steal the horse. Two guards with Kuitou rushed over and pushed him up.

"Sir, take care of yourself." A guard threw his sword to Kuitou. Before Kuitou could react, two more guards raised their swords to slash the horse's buttocks at the same time. The war horse suffered a huge pain, and a bitter neighed, jumped up hard, rushed all the way, and ran away wildly.

Kuitou was very moved and rode his horse and turned his head back.

In the dark night, the Han army's impact formation had formed a huge black hurricane. Without any resistance, it was getting faster and faster, more crazy and bloody. The guards in Kuitou were like leaves in the wind. After struggling for a few times, they were swept away by the strong wind in an instant, and there was no trace of them.

Kuitou didn't know if he was frightened or too scared, but he shouted nervously, and his sword in his hand waved frantically, killing the soldiers who were blocking his horse so much that they ran away. He wanted to escape, he wanted to escape from this bloody place, and he wanted to save his life. He fled into the darkness as the loud roar was approaching.

The Han cavalry was too fast.

Li Hong shouted loudly, over and over again, but the sound on the battlefield was too loud and no one heard it. All the soldiers were shouting wildly, and no one paid attention to what Li Hong was doing.

Li Hong was so anxious that he almost stabbed the horn soldier with a gun. He suddenly saw a black horn horn on his body, and was overjoyed, so he reached out and pulled it down. Qi Chen was shocked and turned around to look.

Li Hong raised his horn and blew it with all his strength.

The horn soldiers gathered around finally woke up from the sound of killing. They blew the horn of the formation change as quickly as possible.

Beard, fist and all the soldiers of the front army suddenly found that there was no enemy ahead. There was nothing but darkness.

"Turn left, the front army turns left..." Beard screamed in a loud voice. The sound of the horns immediately soared into the sky.

The cavalry of the Han army's front army had completely rushed out of the enemy camp. When they heard the sound of horns, they immediately controlled the horse's speed, turned the horse's head in a slanted manner, and began to turn. Under the command of the horns, the troops began to change formations in an orderly manner and quickly and neatly. The left and right wings and the central army continued to tell Mercedes that the rear army was still carrying out bloody massacres in the enemy camp.

The army turned from iron vertebrae to curved horns, and quickly turned from cow horns to iron vertebrae.

"Accelerate, accelerate..." Li Hong shouted loudly, feeling extremely proud. The result of his urgency to strengthen training in Macheng was finally perfectly reflected. The troops completed the rotation of the iron vertebra formation in a very short time and maintained speed. Speed ​​and speed are the only magic weapon for cavalry to win.

The sky was too dark, the battlefield was too chaotic, and the Han army's attack speed was too fast. All of this caused the irreversible defeat of the Xianbei army. They had lost any opportunity to reorganize their troops, and they did not even have any chance to resist. The Xianbei soldiers were killed and injured under the back and forth attacks of the Han army's cavalry. The soldiers who escaped into the darkness by luck did not know the direction and ran away from the battlefield. They were actually far from death.

Shooting Mochi cried with joy.

More than 20,000 people from the Wuye Tribe gathered together. They cheered and thundered in the car formation, and the shouts immediately tore through the tranquility of the night.

More than two thousand soldiers immediately got on the horse, led by Shi Mo Ci, rushed out of the chariot formation and rushed to the battlefield where flesh and blood were flying.

Their rapid joining finally led to the complete collapse of the six thousand Xianbei army in Danhanshan.

"Turn right, turn right..." Li Hong stood high on the horse's back, holding the reins in one hand and holding the spear in the other, roaring loudly.

When he saw the Wuye tribe's people moving the car formation, the brigade of cavalry rushed into the right wing of the enemy's camp, he felt relieved. His troops had already stepped on the central camp of the Xianbei people, and it was time to attack the enemy's left and right wings. However, the troops could only attack one wing. If the enemy's other wing troops counterattacked in chaos, his wing would definitely be hit. So Li Hong was always observing the best direction and timing of the attack. Only when any wing of the enemy's troops showed signs of rapid collapse, the troops could launch an attack on the other wing of the enemy.

She Mo Ci led his troops out at the right time and slashed fiercely at the enemy's chaotic right wing. The right wing was soldiers from the White Dragon Tribe. After experiencing the initial panic, they had just begun to gather in the dark under the command of the Cowhound. The soldiers of the Wuye Tribe, who were full of anger, shouted and killed, venting their anger and hatred to their hearts. Faced with the war horses that were flying wildly in the dark and shining with cold swords, the enemy was frightened and they were about to collapse. The soldiers did not resist at all and fled in a hurry.

The Han army's cavalry then turned parallel and rushed into the enemy's left wing with great momentum.

Lord Fanguo of the Tianshui Tribe was able to face it calmly when the Han army had just begun to enter the camp. He summoned the soldiers to gather quickly, thinking that he could run away even if he couldn't beat it. But when the soldiers attacked the camp, they were panicked and ran around like headless flies, and they had no intention of gathering the troops to meet the enemy. After finally gathering everyone together, the Han army had already killed them before the formation was standing. His troops had only more than 1,500 people, and they were not as thick and strong as the Han army roaring all the way. When they met, they were going to die. Seeing that the troops had no hope of evacuation, he immediately ordered his subordinates to sound the horn of killing the enemy at will and blocking them to death. He fled into the darkness with his own personal followers.

His soldiers saw a giant iron cone formation composed of more than 5,000 people rushing towards them like storms. They were already scared to death, and they shouted, fled in all directions, and never looked back.

The Han cavalry hugged them tightly, and the iron vertebrae formation exerted great power. They galloped across the battlefield of Drifting Water, invincible and wantonly killing.

With the internal and external response, the Xianbei cavalry basically surrendered immediately except those who escaped. Groups of Xianbei people knelt on the ground, held their hands high, and shouted for surrender.

The huge cavalry team that suddenly rushed out of the darkness was fierce and cruel, bloodthirsty and easy to kill, had already destroyed their courage. They had completely lost their will to resist and just wanted the battle to end sooner and dawn to come sooner.

In less than half an hour, the Xianbei camp was gone. The battlefield was filled with blood and corpses were everywhere, which was a terrible sight.

When dawn was about to open the dark side, the horns of the oxen that were scattered and the sound of killing enemies was ringing everywhere on the battlefield.

The iron vertebrae formation of the Han army suddenly seemed to be smashed open by something, and it was split in an instant. The Qu army immediately led their troops to the boundless grassland.

When Sha Mo Ci looked at the battlefield in front of him, he felt like he had a dream.

He saw his son running intact, and tears finally burst out from his eyes.

Li Hong sat on the grass, looking at the rising sun on the horizon, and his heart was quiet. He didn't think about anything. He just wanted to see the sunrise and smell the fragrance of the grass. He had begun to hate seeing the bloody after the war.

After many battles, attacks and ambushings, all he saw was all this, and he gradually began to feel bored.

Under the rising sun, the white flowers on the grassland sprinkle on the green grass like snowflakes, which is extremely beautiful.

He suddenly thought of the wind and snow uncontrollably.
Chapter completed!