Chapter 250: Ying Xiao

Pingdan is the most sleepy and tired moment for people.

Hundreds of riders divided into two groups, raised fire together, and rushed towards the camp set up by the Huns at the foot of the mountain.

Moreover, the protagonist Ding Yuan was afraid that the enemy chieftain would not know that he was an incoming battalion, so he shouted his own name.

At first, Lu Li felt that sneaking in was the safest way. When the enemy reacted, the fire had already started and they would be caught off guard.

But as time went by, he found that the benefits of doing so were very obvious. One was to increase his momentum, and the other was to make the enemy unclear how many soldiers he had.

I saw the Huns standing on the watchtower drinking, stunned in place, staring blankly at the two fire dragons, one big and one small, that suddenly lit up in the darkness, galloping towards them, making no resistance at all, until the hundred-length horsewhip pumped down.

"Enemy attack!"

"What are you looking at, shoot an arrow with a bow, idiot!"

Amidst the stern voice, the big prairie man wearing a fox fur hat drew out his bow and arrow, aimed at the sky, and was about to fire a dynamite to warn the people who were drinking and having fun in the camp.

But Lu Li had noticed this scene a long time ago. Holding the horn bow prepared in advance, he took out a soldier's arrow (a steel arrowhead that can pierce armor) from the carrying case.

"Go!"

Squinting his eyes slightly, Lu Li shot the first arrow while moving at high speed.

And the soldier's arrow turned into a little cold light, tearing through the night, and directly piercing the opponent's head in the blink of an eye.

Seeing this, the Xiongnu soldiers who had managed to slow down panicked instantly. Seeing Baichang limp on the ground with only half of his head left, they reacted differently.

Some people drew the bowstring with the help of alcohol, and tried their best to stop the attacker from sprinting; some people collapsed on the ground, thinking that they were drunk and saw visions.

Of course, there are many quick-witted people among them who bent down to pick up the Mingdi on the ground, trying to issue another warning.

Just like that, the crossbow bolts were shot at here and there, some close and some far away, but none of them could hit the man or horse. As for those who were holding gongs, they were directly shot and killed by Lu Li on the spot.

"Quick, hurry down..."

But it was too late, and the tide of the Han army had already reached the gate of the camp.

The black-maned horse rode Juechen, carried Lu Li over the antlers, ignored the obstacles at the entrance of the camp, and rushed into the depths of the camp first.

Taking advantage of the trend to set fires and kill people by night...

There is simply too much to do tonight.

What's more, most of the Xiongnu soldiers were drunk and unconscious, and many camps were almost undefended.

"Meng Ming, don't worry about the others, follow me to the camp!"

The mount under Ding Yuan's crotch was also miraculous, but within three or four breaths, he broke through numerous obstacles, came to Lu Li's side, and said, "Don't stop halfway!"

At this time, a staggering Hun soldier opened the curtain, just in time to see this scene, and instantly broke out in cold sweat.

And his lips moved, just as he was about to say something, a cold light appeared in his pupils.

Ding Yuan slashed casually, and the sharp blade sliced ​​through most of the Huns soldier's chest.

Stimulated by the smell of blood, Lu Li instantly entered the state, drew out his long knife, and kept pace with Ding Yuan, causing a bloody storm.

The remains of limbs fell from the air from time to time, and the inhuman flesh and blood splashed all over the ground.

In fact, after fighting on the battlefield for decades, Ding Yuan has already summed up a set of experience about robbing camps:

You can't stand and wait in one place, you have to move and fight. Before the enemy general stabilizes the situation, he will continue to create chaos, making him tired of running around and unable to issue effective military orders.

Because of this, under his leadership, Lu Li didn't fight with a large group of Huns soldiers at all. After cutting through them, he threw the torch directly, staged a scene of burning the company camp, and then pulled the reins to go to the next camp area .

Almost at the same time.

The large group of cavalry led by Song Xian also rushed into the camp, and the chaotic soldiers kept fighting, splashing like boiling water.

The scene was so chaotic, the guards behind didn't even know where the lord was, so they could only keep rushing and attacking, trying their best to create noise and attract Ding Yuan's attention.

For a moment, the flames flickered randomly.

The air is filled with smoke and dust, and at the same time there are crackling accompaniments like firecrackers.

If it weren't for the constant wailing and howling of the Huns in his ears, Lu Li would even have the illusion that it was New Year's Eve.

call out!

In the blink of an eye, a hidden arrow shot through the smoke and dust, brushed against Ding Yuan's shoulder, and hit the burning tent three steps away.

Due to the sudden incident, Ding Yuan was taken aback. He subconsciously touched the place where the crossbow arrow passed by, and after confirming that he was not injured, he immediately raised his sword and charged, cursing in his mouth:

"Zhuzi! Want to shoot Naigong?"

Seeing this, Lu Li didn't want to fight, he slashed around with his long knife, and after breaking out of a vacuum, he rode his horse to follow.

The Huns were so weak.

Why can't I see generals worthy of a battle?

Repressing his doubts, Lu Li rushed to Ding Yuan's side on horseback, protecting his left and right sides.

"What's the noise?"

Qie Moche was leaning on the blanket, holding the drinking utensils in his right hand, and sitting with his left leg bent. Beside him, a blond and blue-eyed beauty was singing and dancing.

However, the faint noise coming from outside the tent made him feel restless. Could it be that the bonfire was too strong and something was lit?

Forget it, there should be someone to save her after listening to the sound, so why bother.

Thinking of this, Mo Che changed his posture, put his hands on the table to support half of his body, slowly slid his index finger along the beard of his upper lip, and fixed his eyes on the slender Meiji in front of him.

Suddenly, a gust of cold wind blew in, and the noise became more and more obvious. I saw a Hun soldier rushing in, and his voice panicked: "Big household, there are..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Qie Moche, "Isn't it just a fire? Get out of the way, don't block my sight."

"no!"

The Xiongnu soldiers looked away, looking as if they were still in shock, "There are Han troops robbing the camp outside. There are tens of thousands of people. The leader claims to be Bingzhou Biejia Dingyuan!"

Immediately, Che Mo Che shivered.

Wanqi?

Isn't there only 20,000 county soldiers?

Where did so many soldiers and horses come from!

from where?

Could it be that the news is wrong, and the Bingzhou wolf rider has touched it?

In an instant, he was mostly sober.

"Get up, let me go and have a look." Qi Mo Che took his bow and took his spear, and said, "No, you go to the king's tent immediately and tell King Guli about this."

Immediately afterwards, the curtain was lifted, and a wave of heat rushed over.

The tents and luggage were on fire, and the flames soared into the sky, and the screams of horror and the screams of killing were mixed together.

At this moment, Lu Li had already activated the Battle Spirit, and under his slaughter, the Huns who came spontaneously finally couldn't hold on, collapsed and fled.

In the entire camp, chaos resumed again, and the blue sky wolf was particularly conspicuous in the dark night. More and more Han army cavalry poured in from various gaps, rushing to meet up.

However, no one noticed that at the very edge of the camp, there were five hundred riders ready to go.