The retreat of the Wuhuan cavalry almost failed, made Liu Meng furious. He rushed to Lu Xi and shouted angrily: "What's going on? Why should we withdraw our troops?"

Lu Xi was so disgusted with Liu Meng that he restrained the anger in his heart and said coldly: "The Han army's bow and arrow are sharp. If they continue to fight, the entire army will be wiped out!"

"You can increase your troops and send a second army of ten thousand people up, but you can't retreat."

"Enough!"

Bian Shu's eyes were red, and he clenched his fists and shouted: "My son has already sacrificed his life for you, what else do you want!"

Liu Meng drew his sword and glared at Bian Shu, "What did you say?"

More than 20 Luxi's personal soldiers also drew their swords and rushed forward, glaring at Liu Meng. The two sides were in a stalemate. At this moment, the sound of war drums sounded from afar, and cavalry rushed to report, "The Han army is attacking!"

The Han army formation was launched, and the speed was not fast. Two rows of heavy armored long swords and soldiers pressed towards this side like mountains. Lu Xi felt strong pressure and immediately ordered: "Retreat the troops and return to the camp!"

He turned around and said to Liu Meng: "It is related to life and death. The Wuhuan people will make the decision. If General Liu is willing to lead the army to attack, we are very welcome and are willing to support General Liu. If General Liu is unwilling to attack, please come back!"

When Lu Xi said this, he basically turned against the Huns. Liu Meng's face turned red and white. He had no confidence. The Huns' army had retreated north. With ten thousand people in his hands, he could not fight against the Han army, or even the Wuhuan army. He snorted heavily, turned his horse on his back, turned his head and ran away.

Lu Xi looked at his back with complicated eyes and left. Although Lu Xi and Liu Meng turned against each other, he did not dare to turn against the Huns. After all, his young son was hostage in the Huns. Before he received the exact order from Liu Qubei, he did not dare to withdraw directly to Shangjun. At least he wanted to send someone to ask Liu Qubei for instructions. At this time, Lu Xi did not know that the Huns had retreated north. He took it for granted that Liu Qubei was leading tens of thousands of troops to stare at him dozens of miles away, waiting for him to defeat the Han army.

Lu Xi immediately ordered: "Retreat the troops back to the camp!"

The Wuhuan army and the Xiongnu army retreated to the camp one after another. Although the nomadic camps generally did not have camps and simply set up camp tents, because the Wuhuan and the Southern Xiongnu had been in the Central Plains for a long time, they gradually learned some camp methods for the Central Plains army. Among them, they prefer to use camp junctions and surrounded the camp with huge thick wood. It was simple and convenient, and a horse-blocking trench was dug outside.

Tens of thousands of Han troops rushed towards the Wuhuan camp step by step. When there were still a hundred steps away from the camp, the overwhelming arrows shot at the Han army. However, most of the Wuhuan people's bows and arrows were simple, with a range of only fifty or sixty steps. Although they could not shoot the Han army, their overwhelming momentum was quite spectacular. Liu Jing waved his hand and ordered the soldiers to stop moving forward.

He stared at the Wuhuan military camp for a moment, turned around and ordered: "Assemble the heavy trencher on site!"

Among the logistics supplies transported by the Han army, there were five heavy catapults, which were prepared to be assembled and used for Xiaoguan defense. Another function of the catapult was to shock the opponent. Although the shooting distance of the bee crossbow could not reach the enemy's camp, the heavy catapult could.

At this time, it was getting dusk, and six thousand crossbowmen were still lined up in front of the Wuhuan camp to prevent the Wuhuan people from attacking. After a mound, hundreds of military craftsmen followed the army nervously assembled heavy trenchers under the command of the great craftsman Luo Sheng.

Time passed little by little, and an hour later, Luo Sheng hurried over and reported: "Your Highness, all five stone catapults have been assembled!"

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In the Wuhuan Army's tent, Lu Xi had a gloomy face and stared at the outside of the tent, as if he was thinking about something. There were more than twenty chiefs of all sizes sitting on both sides, with Bian Shu and Luo Jin sitting in front. The two of them were prominent in their seats, close to Lu Xi. The three of them represented the three largest tribes in Wuhuan, and the fate of the Wuhuan people was basically determined by the three of them.

Bian Shu was still immersed in grief. The death of his son Chi Ning suffered a heavy blow. He has not recovered so far. Luo Jin was silent. Although his tribe had no losses for the time being, the powerful crossbow arrows of the Han army today also shocked him. Especially the overwhelming iron crossbow arrows, which had amazing lethality. At this time, he had such a crossbow arrow in his hand. He gently stroked it, feeling its heavy iron and exquisite workmanship.

"Tell me!"

Lu Xi glanced at everyone slowly and asked in a slightly hoarse voice: "What should we do now? I want to hear everyone's opinions."

The tent was silent, and the lips of the chiefs on the far left moved, as if they had something to say. The tribes of these people suffered the most. Most of the 10,000 cavalrymen attacked today were their tribe warriors.

"Suddenly, what do you want to say?" Lu Xi asked the oldest chief softly.

The chief named Akili trembled with his lips, and he said with tears: "Chief, we can't fight any more. If we fight any more, all our young and strong will die. The Huns will destroy our women and children, and there will be no Wuhuan tribe again."

Lu Xi nodded, he glanced at Bian Shu, couldn't help but sigh secretly, and his eyes turned to Luo Jin, "What do you mean? Luo Jin."

Luo Jin smiled bitterly for a while and said, "I am recalling the crossbow formation of the Han army. I wonder if the Huns can resist it?"

Lu Xi understood Luo Jin's meaning. They could not resist it, and the Huns could not resist it either. But the key is that the Huns would not fight against the Han army, but would not let them go. This was their weakness. After sighing, Lu Xi said to everyone: "No matter what, I still want to leave a way out for the tribe. We are sandwiched between the Han army and the Huns, and we will only be crushed to pieces in the end. Please tell me, if I decide to move to Hexi, how many tribes are willing to follow?"

There was still no one in the tent. After all, this decision came too suddenly, which made many people difficult to accept. But at this moment, a riot came from outside the tent. It seemed that someone was shouting in horror. Everyone looked at each other and was stunned. What happened?

As soon as the curtain was lifted, a soldier ran in and said in horror: "Chief, a fire fell from the sky, and the camp caught fire!"

Lu Xi was shocked and quickly walked out of the tent. The chiefs followed them one after another. The situation outside made everyone stunned. The fire in the camp shot into the sky, and countless large tents were lit. The fire was burned, and the rolling smoke covered the clear night sky. The soldiers fled everywhere and were in chaos.

At this time, a soldier pointed at the sky and shouted: "It's coming again!"

Everyone looked up at the sky and saw five huge fireballs appearing in the sky, carrying thick smoke and flames, roaring towards the camp. Lu Xi immediately realized that the Han army launched an attacking fireball. The range of the fireball was not far and could not be shot directly into the camp, but it was very elastic. After it landed, it continued to bounce and rushed out hundreds of steps. In this way, it rushed into their large tent group. Wherever it passed, the large tent was ignited and quickly turned into a sea of ​​fire.

Luci immediately shouted: "Drop down the big tent on the north, go and demolish it!"

The chiefs turned around and ran north, shouting, "Drop down the tent immediately!"

On the high ground 150 steps away from the camp, five giant catapults were showing their might, throwing huge turbulent balls into the Wuhuan Army camp. Although the Wuhuan people specially moved the camp three hundred steps away from the camp gate to form an isolation zone, within this distance, the Han army rockets could not shoot the camp, and even sharp bee crossbows and ordinary catapults would be difficult to hit the target.

But the Han army's tinder oil weapon was never dreamed that the Han army had soaked tinder oil and dried cloth strips were wrapped around in circles to form a huge cloth ball, which was very elastic. After using a heavy trencher to smash it out for 400 steps, it still had huge elasticity and inertia, which made it continue to pop forward after hitting the ground. It could completely rush into the dense tent of the Wuhuan people. Seeing it ignited and fired, it turned into a nightmare for the Wuhuan people.

Although Lu Xi thought of a solution, it was too late. The night wind was strong, and the fire took advantage of the wind to spread the fire very quickly. The fire broke the ropes. The tent burning was blown up by the wind and burned into several pieces in the air. It floated to the north and fell into a tent that had not been affected by the fire. It quickly ignited the tent, causing the north side of the tent to start burning.

Seeing that the fire was spreading too quickly, Lu Xi stamped his feet in a hurry. Bian Shu advised, "Escape quickly! Otherwise we will all die of a fire."

As soon as Bian Shu finished speaking, a soldier rushed to report: "Report to the chief, the Hun camp has been empty, I don't know where they are?"

Lu Xi was stunned and his mind was confused. It turned out that the Huns had already withdrawn. When did they withdraw?

Bian Shu shouted anxiously: "Chief, don't worry about the Huns, we must evacuate immediately!"

Lu Xi nodded slowly and immediately ordered: "The entire army broke through from the east and retreated to Shangjun."

The increasing fire caused the Wuhuan people to give up putting out the fire. Countless soldiers rushed to the east gate of the camp. They didn't care about the war horses and just ran to the desperately. At this time, the east gate had opened. The Wuhuan people rushed out of the camp and ran into the wilderness shrouded in darkness.

Not far from the camp, the 20,000 Han troops had been waiting for a long time. They set up a net of heaven and earth, waiting for the Wuhuan people to fall into the net.

On the low hills, five catapults were still throwing fireballs hard. The Wuhuan camp had already become a sea of ​​fire. The frightened war horses neighed and kept slamming into the fence. They finally rushed out of the sheep and horse wings and spread their four hooves and ran into the wilderness.

Liu Jing stood on the hill, staring at the fire in the distance, and smiled at Jia Xu, "Does the military advisor think that the Huns will come back?"

The Huns mentioned by Liu Jing refers to the 10,000 Hun cavalry led by Liu Meng. They secretly left another camp in the north shortly after nightfall. At that time, the ambush of the Han army had not been deployed. What is strange is that this cavalry was not to attack the Han army at night, but to evacuate.

However, Jia Xu guessed their intention. The Xiongnu cavalry should have received the order from Liu Qubei to retreat north, but they did not want to let the Wuhuan people go, so they refused to retreat for a long time. It was not until the Wuhuan people suffered heavy losses in the crossbow formation that they decided to retreat north. However, nothing happened when they retreated north. Now that the Han army launched a fire attack on the Wuhuan camp, will this Xiongnu cavalry change the plan for retreating north?

Liu Jing turned around and looked at Jia Xu. Jia Xu pondered for a moment: "I always feel that this Xiongnu cavalry is not willing to withdraw. If they want to withdraw, they should have withdrawn long ago, and there is no need to delay it until now. It only means that they are unwilling to accept it, and their strength is enough. I think this Xiongnu cavalry is very likely to turn around and attack us."

Liu Jing nodded, "I also feel this way. Where does the military advisor think they will attack?"

Jia Xu pointed at his feet, "Just attack us!"

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Chapter completed!