The Huns' cavalry did not pay attention to arrays like the Han army, but they had a tacit understanding like wolves. Thousands of cavalry formed huge cavalry formations, and swam into the direction of Chang'an City with the momentum of breaking through everything.

When the huge cavalry formation became clear in sight, even the civil officials who calmed down a lot because of Ye Zhao could not help but stir up. After all, they were not generals or warriors. Even if the eight hundred guards who were protecting them were Ye Zhao's best defenders, they could not remain calm in front of this huge cavalry formation, and many people's faces turned pale.

But Ye Zhao and others looked at all this calmly. When Gou Bei turned around and looked over, it was the time when these Hun knights soared to the highest speed. Experienced generals could easily judge that at the current speed, they would rush here after counting breaths and crush everything.

This is also a place to be humble and proud. Even if you know that you will die, it is worth it to have so many important Han officials buried with you. However, the scene that happened the next moment made him widen his eyes in horror.

"Xilulu~"

Amid a series of neighing sounds, the most powerful war horses that rushed down fell without warning.

Rumble ~

The speed had been completely relaxed. Even if the knights were following, it was impossible for them to stop the horses in such a short distance. Some powerful knights jumped over the front row soldiers, but more horse hooves stepped on the first group of people. The screams were accompanied by countless sour bone cracks. The knights who jumped over the corpse of their companions also fell down the next moment.

From the perspective of dehumiliation, what I saw was that the Hun knights fell down in groups as if they had been hit by a demon. The momentum of thunder had turned into a joke at this moment. At least more than half of the warriors fell down. Liu Bao had already started to stop when he realized something was wrong. However, it was not easy for the cavalry whose speed had soared to stop. When they stopped completely, less than half of them could stand.

"Woo~Woo~Woo~Woo~"

The desolate trumpet sounded from behind Ye Zhao. The trumpeter who had already received Ye Zhao's order had already started to whistle the trumpet when the Huns cavalry began to fall.

In the endless wilderness around, suddenly, pieces of turf were lifted up, and a large number of Han soldiers rushed out from under the cover, quickly starting to line up, surrounding the Hun cavalry in three sides.

"The hunting... has begun!" Ye Zhao looked at the vast riding formation suddenly falling in groups at a certain moment, and a smile appeared on his face.

"You..." Qubei suddenly turned around and looked at Ye Zhao: "This is the trap of Xianbei people, how could you understand?"

The conflict between the Southern Xiongnu and the Xianbei people has been around for a long time. Starting about seven or eight years ago, the Xianbei people came up with such a detriment to deal with cavalry, and the Xiongnu suffered a lot of losses.

Ye Zhao laughed when he heard this. Guan Hai and others couldn't help laughing.

"What does it mean?" Gebei looked at Ye Zhao and said fiercely.

"Ignorance!" Guan Hai grinned and said, "You probably don't know that when my lord was stationed in Macheng, the Xianbei Shanyu and the Lian were trapped in Macheng by this trap. My lord's head was chopped off. Now you ask my lord why he knew about trapping in Macheng? Hahaha~"

It was only then that many people learned that Ye Zhao had achieved such a brilliant record more than ten years ago, and they admired him very much.

The expression of Gui's expression became even more ugly. Ye Zhao stirred up the situation outside the border in Macheng, and even the Xianbei Shanyu and Lian died at Ye Zhao's hands. Although there were plots between He Lian's death, Kuitou and Bu Dugen intended to seize the position of Shanyu, and Ke Bi Neng and others also made efforts, even so, the eight thousand warriors in the royal court were completely wiped out by Ye Zhao and were exhausted to become officials in Beijing was still a shame for the Xianbei people. Therefore, the Xianbei people learned the method of digging Ye Zhao into a horse pit, but the Xianbei people rarely mentioned the battle that year.

In the distance, after the Han army formed a formation approached, they quickly poured arrows towards the Huns after the two sides were closer. Under Xu Rong's command, they did not deal with the fallen Huns, but instead focused on the Huns' cavalry that did not fall. The Han army's strong bows were equipped with pulleys, and with the same strength, they could shoot 50% more distances than the original strong bow. Even if it was not improved, the range of Han bows and arrows was higher than that of the Huns.

The Huns wanted to fight back, but sadly found that they could not hit the other person at all. In the Huns' camp, Liu Bao swung his sword to split two arrow clusters that were slashing towards him, but the third one did not block it. He could only dodge sideways slightly. The arrow clusters pierced into his shoulders, causing Liu Bao to let out a painful hum and shouted in embarrassment: "Retreat!"

In front of him was a trapped horse pit, and the Han army surrounded him from both sides. The fallen tribe members were no longer caring about it. He had to take the remaining soldiers back as much as possible. Since he had been trapped by the Han people, he would not be able to do so.

They rushed back in the rain of arrows with difficulty. Before they started rushing, there was a group of people rushing out of where they were hiding before. There were not many people, but the queue was quite neat.

Liu Bao's eyes were already red. Seeing that the opponent had few people, he roared and led his troops to rush towards the opponent.

The two sides are separated by a distance of more than two hundred steps. For the cavalry, even if they have not started charging, the distance is definitely not far.

"Let me go!" Before Liu Bao could take a few steps, a sharp shout suddenly came from the front, and a strong sense of crisis surged into his heart. Without saying a word, he tied the war horse and let the war horse man stand up and blocked him.

"Puff~"

Almost at the same time, a blood flower bloomed in front of him, and the cold cluster of arrows penetrated the horse's neck and flew over almost against Liu Bao's ears.

Xilulu~

The war horse made a tragic neigh, and its body sank, and it fell to the ground. Liu Bao quickly rolled and rolled down. His head was a little dizzy, and his left ear was burning. He subconsciously reached out and touched it. The hand was sticky, but half of his left ear was missing.

After staggering a few steps, all the wails of war horses and the screams of humans came from his ears. Liu Bao's head became clearer. When he looked up, the scene in front of him shocked him.

The remaining cavalry were still charging, but it was rapidly decreasing. Within fifty steps, countless corpses were lying in a row. The crossbow of this Han army was obviously extraordinary. Not only could it shoot through the neck of the war horses at a distance of nearly two hundred steps, but the speed of adding arrows was extremely fast. Judging from its formation, it was only about two thousand people, but the damage caused was higher than that of the Han army troops with as many as ten thousand people on both sides.

However, during this dull moment, all the remaining Hun warriors were arrested. The army on both sides began to siege. The lucky Hun warriors were constantly killed. The large area of ​​land east of Chang'an City seemed to have become a hunting ground. Sadly, the brave and warlike Hun men became prey in this hunting ground.

Seeing the two armies slowly entering the area of ​​the horse pit, no matter whether they were dead or not, as long as they were Huns, they would give them a knife. The Huns who were hit and killed suddenly jumped up and started attacking. However, the soldiers of the Han people were afraid of death. Those who came to finish the knife were all swords and shields with shields. The inferior weapons of the Huns could not break the wooden shields of the Han people, but the swords of the Han people could easily pierce their chests.

Liu Bao stared blankly at the alive Hun soldiers who fell under the Han butcher's knife. He was unwilling to accept it and was accumulating anger. The crossbow soldiers in front had already arrived. It was obvious that Liu Bao had a good status and did not shoot and kill him immediately, but surrounded Liu Bao.

"Roar~" Liu Bao frantically picked up a sword from the ground and rushed towards the crossbow soldiers in front of him. Even if he died, he would never be insulted by the Han people. He would die in the battlefield in the most manly way and defend the dignity of the Huns.

Xu Rong frowned and looked at Liu Bao. Although he didn't know him, judging from the other party's service and pendants, he should be a big figure among the Huns. He frowned and waved, "Catch him alive with a rope."

"Here!"

Dozens of soldiers immediately rushed out, holding a long bamboo pole in their hands, and a rope cover was connected to the top of the bamboo pole, and at the same time stretched towards Liu Bao.

"Get out!" Liu Bao waved the sword in his hand frantically and cut off several bamboo poles. There were too many bamboo poles that were stretched out at the same time, and they could not be cut at all.

A rope covers Liu Bao's neck and pulls it back suddenly. Liu Bao instinctively grabbed it with one hand, but the other hand holding the knife was wrapped around the rope. Then his left hand was also wrapped around the rope. The rope cover is a buckle. After being held, it will shrink immediately after exerting force. In an instant, Liu Bao's head and hands were tied up, roaring and trying to struggle, but how could he break free.

Xu Rong waved his hand expressionlessly and said, "Take it down and go see your lord!"

...

He looked at this one-sided massacre with a loss of consciousness. Yes, it was a massacre. From beginning to end, he did not see the Han people die... Even if he injured a soldier, the price paid by the Huns was wiped out. Although there were still fighting occasionally, it was useless.

"You Han people... are all so treacherous!? Why don't you dare to fight me, the Hun warriors?" Go to the blazing and stare at Ye Zhao like a hungry wolf.

"Just!" Hua Xiong, who was standing beside him, glanced at him disdainfully and said, "You don't seem to be ready to fight us upright. Now you are not as skilled as others, but you come back and blame us for being prepared for it. Why are you taking this principle? If you lose, you lose. Don't embarrass us here."

When I heard this, my chest was suffocated. Indeed, they were not at ease when they came over. Now they were broken, but they blamed them for being despicable. The reason is indeed wrong. But sometimes, people are more likely to be influenced by emotions than reason. If they want to say something, Ye Zhao patted his shoulder and smiled: "Since you want to be a wolf, don't blame the hunter for being a cunning. Originally, this marquis was not going to attack Hetao first... It's a pity..."
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