Chapter 247 Night Battle

At the beginning of Hai, the moon and stars are rare.

Zhang Liao, who was sitting in the camp of the Chinese army, stood on a high place, with his right hand behind his back, holding his saber, and while overlooking the army crossing the river, he said loudly:

"Generals, don't worry, with Meng Ming at your side, nothing will happen to your lord."

Behind him stood the battalion leaders of the left and right armies. At this time, they were looking up at the other side of the river. Even after listening to Zhang Liao's comfort, they still couldn't help worrying.

I thought it would be risky for the lord to leave the camp and take his personal guards to inspect the former army, but he didn't expect him to...

If it weren't for some concerns, the generals would have wished to scold on the spot——

Now that the governor's whereabouts are unknown, and his life and death are unknown, if anything happens again, who will bear the consequences?

Who will control the overall situation of Bingzhou?

While in a trance, the generals standing on a high place suddenly heard the faint sound of horseshoes coming from a distance, and the sound of shouting and killing came with the night wind.

At the same time, many soldiers who were about to cross the river were terrified and stood still, looking at the other side of the river.

I saw that on the wilderness where there were only Han infantry, suddenly snow and dust rose everywhere, and hundreds of cavalry charged with torches high, babbling and screaming incessantly.

Huns?

Miscellaneous?

Anyway, it can't be Han Chinese.

Due to the awakened fighting spirit and amazing eyesight, a group of generals standing on the high hill discovered that this group of Xiongnu soldiers was different from previous years.

In the past, these alien races never dared to collide head-on with the established army. They always came to the border to plunder when the court was unprepared, and ran away after the looting, and would not stay at all.

But this time, they dared to lead troops deep, not only that, but also took the initiative to attack.

In addition, why did the foreign race appear here? The Yunzhong County as a barrier may have been breached!

"Array!"

In a hurry, the soldiers of the Han army who had already crossed the river began to form a defensive formation under the organization of the school lieutenant.

It's a pity that the advantage of cavalry against infantry is too great, and Zuoxian Wang Jin doesn't plan to fight head-on at all.

call out! call out! call out!

Sharp arrows flew like locusts.

In fact, these organ crossbows should have been owned by the guards of Yunzhong County, but after the city was broken, they all became the spoils of war of the Huns.

Frankly speaking, the enemy's surprise attack when crossing the river would have affected morale. Coupled with the fear of cold arrows, the soldiers fell into confusion and hesitation. Some wanted to step on the ice and run back to the other side, while others decided to fight to the death No refund.

For a while, my mind was different.

Because of this, the formation order issued by the school lieutenant could not be executed for a long time, and could only be slaughtered by others.

"If the wolf was riding here, it wouldn't be like this."

Zhang Liao's expression remained unchanged, and he glanced behind him.

The generals understood instantly, and they all raised their hands together: "The last general invites you to fight."

"Where is Hao Meng, Marquis of Youyu?"

"The end is here!"

"The ice can't bear the army crossing in unison. You choose a hundred cavalry and go to stabilize your position and buy time for the army to cross the river."

"promise!"

Hao Meng's face sank like water, turned over and jumped on the horseback, without a word of nonsense, he rode alone to the camp at the bottom of the mountain.

Immediately afterwards, Zhang Liao, who was standing on a high ground overlooking the battle situation, discovered that the enemy army was continuously receiving reinforcements.

If the cavalry just now were compared to a fire dragon, then the enemy rushing to the battlefield now is a sea of ​​flames, extending back and forth to the end of the line of sight, and there is no gap in the middle.

"It seems that the 150,000 troops of the left Hu of the Southern Huns are not bluffing."

"There are so many torches, there are probably tens of thousands of thieves!"

After watching Cheng Lian for a long time, he still didn't dare to confirm the number of enemy troops, only felt that they seemed to be endless.

Under the moonlight, the small group of Han army infantry was like fallen wheat, and the other side of the river was full of broken limbs, and it was impossible to find a complete corpse.

At this moment, Jin Shi, who was wearing a black one-eyed mask, swung the scimitar, because the sticky flesh and blood on his palm made him almost unable to hold the weapon.

"Where is the general of the Han army? Come and pay respects to the king."

The blunt Chinese language hovered over the two armies.

Hao Meng, who had just selected a hundred warriors and was about to rush over for reinforcements, reined in his mount and stopped the charge.

No one thought that the five hundred pawns could not last for even a moment, and they were slaughtered like this.

Subconsciously, he looked up at the small hill not far away, waiting for Zhang Liao's order.

But Jin noticed this small movement, and instantly looked up, his eyes peered through the darkness, and collided with Zhang Liao and others, and he inserted the scimitar back into his waist.

A soldier of the Xiongnu understood instantly and offered his longbow.

I saw Jin took out three feathered arrows from the quiver, aimed at the hill, pulled the bowstring with his thumb, and a coldness flashed in his one-eyed eyes.

call out!

The sound of breaking wind is connected together.

A few miles away, in the darkness where you can't see your fingers, Zhang Liao, standing on the back of Da Wan with a green mane, has eyes like a falcon, and tilts his head slightly.

Three cold lights wiped his cheeks, then brushed across the belly of the mount, and finally sank into the rocks, splashing waves of dust.

The steed under its crotch was frightened, and it raised its hooves and neighed in the night.

"Order!"

Zhang Liao still didn't take it seriously, tightened his horse's belly, and raised his voice: "Set up the big yellow crossbow and shoot at the enemy."

"promise!"

Hearing this, the soldier who had prepared for a long time bravely took off his shirt, poured all his strength into his hands, and pulled it hard. The crossbow that needed ten stones to pull apart was pulled into a full moon in an instant. It is unimaginable. What explosive power is contained in the bowstring.

On the other side of the river, Zuoxian Wang Jinshi also let out a snarl, and the high-pitched Hun language suppressed all noises.

The rhubarb crossbow is an artifact of the Han Dynasty. It has a range of 600 steps. Once it is hit, people and horses will be destroyed. Who doesn't know?

However, Yunzhong County also has this item in its arsenal. Although there are not many of them, there are still a large number of three-stone crossbows as supplements.

The Baiqu water is only ten feet wide, and with the range of a three-stone crossbow, it is enough to attack the enemy's camp.

Zhang Liao saw the actions of the Huns clearly, and felt a chill in his heart. He saw them keep retreating, and at the same time, they rolled out various Han army standard weapons. They were obviously not familiar with weapons, and they were groping awkwardly.

"The governor didn't defend Yunzhong County."

"No, we are late."

After the words fell, Zhang Liao pulled his horse and rushed down the hill, shouting loudly: "String!"

The next moment, countless huge arrows as thick as beams and as long as Zhang Xu were pressed onto the crossbow.

"disease!"

The bow is like a thunderbolt.

The Hun language sounded at the same time.

Only the bowstrings on both sides of the Baiqu water roared, and the sound of breaking wind could be heard endlessly. Soldiers on both sides fell to the ground with muffled noises, shattering into countless blood clots.

Twenty miles away, on the back of a hill.

Hundreds of cavalry sprang out from the darkness, like ghosts.

Pioneer Officer Song Xian turned his horse's head around and walked alongside Ding Yuan and Lu Li.

Compared with just now, the sound of the drums coming from the southeast behind him was more intense, and the shouts of killing were also louder. If you listen carefully, you can even hear the vibrating hum of the bowstring.

Be still and move.

If it weren't for the sticks in their mouths, the cavalry could not bear the panic in their hearts, and they would have spoken to each other.