Chapter 51 Disaster is coming

"rumble!"

The sound of hooves was like thunder, and the splashing smoke and dust were like an angry dragon, pounced straight towards the south.

The Zuo Daduwei rode on the Shenjun war horse, wearing leather armor, with a hard bow and arrow on his back, a scimitar on his waist, and an extraordinary aura. His thick black eyebrows were furrowed, and his eyes were staring at the south, with a light of hatred in his eyes, as if there was a huge enemy in the south.

The cheeks were covered with sweat, the sweat on his body soaked his clothes, and the sweat beads on the body of the war horse under his crotch were shining in the sun.

Not only the Zuo Daduwei, but everyone in the 10,000 Huns army was like this.

This was all caused by anger at the Zuo Daduwei, and he ordered the army to rush forward without hesitation.

Zuo Daduwei is worthy of being the number one warrior of the Huns. He has excellent physical fitness. Although he is sweating profusely, he is still able to stand it. However, those Hun soldiers are not as tired as he is.

Although the Huns grew up on horseback and claimed to be able to live their whole life on horseback, they were bragging. As long as they were humans, they always needed to rest when they were tired.

"Sir, can you let your brothers take a breath?" A careful reminder.

The Zuo Daduwei swept his eyes and said coldly: "No! Let's go!"

"Sir, you see, brothers are exhausted." Qian Chang reminded again.

"The warriors of the Great Huns have grown up on horseback since childhood and can live their lives on horseback. This little bit of hardship is like a bird!" The tragic scene of the camp appeared in front of the Zuo Dadushi, and he wished he could immediately arrive at the Han territory and slaughter the villages and towns of the Han Dynasty, and how could he waste time resting?

His tone was firm and there was no room for negotiation. Qianchang no longer dared to say anything, so he had to follow him and gallop.

"I'm sending me an order: When we reach the territory of the Han Dynasty, the Han people's silk, tea, porcelain, and beautiful women are allowed to be used by the brothers!" The eyes of Zuo Dadushi flashed with hatred: "The warriors of the Great Huns do whatever they want!"

This is a lawless military order. If it is really necessary to be implemented, the places where the Huns pass will be in ruins. The Huns have been doing this for decades, and they are all very happy and cheering in unison: "Utra!"

“Utra!”

The roar resounded throughout the sky, and the fatigue of the Huns disappeared magically, and replaced by endless greed. The speed of the Huns' army's advance suddenly accelerated.

Zuo Daduwei was very satisfied with his way to inspire his military morale: "Damn Han people! I won't stay any of them!"

It was as if the Han people screamed before their death, and the crying of the Han women in front of them was right in front of them, Zuo Dadu was particularly excited and slapped his horse and rushed into his head.

Just as he rushed, dozens of Han troops appeared in front of him, all of whom were like an iron tower, tall and mighty, with a superb horse under his crotch. The Zuo Dadushi saw at a glance that these Han troops were extraordinary Han troops, the elite of the Han army, and they couldn't help but be excited and shouted: "Kill them all! No one left!"

"Kill all the Han people!"

The Huns' army shouted and waved their scimitars, as if they were tides.

The sound of hooves is like thunder, the roar is soaring into the sky, the sword is lighter than snow, and the murderous aura is full of murderous aura. In front of the fierce Huns, there are only dozens of people not enough to fill their teeth.

Although the number of people is too small and not enough to vent, it is better than nothing. Zuo Daduwei was extremely proud. When his wrist shook, a beautiful knife flower appeared: "Don't shoot arrows, I will cut off their heads with my own hands."

Zuo Daduwei was known as the number one warrior of the Huns. His favorite thing was to chop people's heads, and his eyes were so excited that they blew red.

However, a sound of breaking through the air sounded, and dozens of thick and long yellow arrows shot towards him. Zuo Dadu knew at the moment of hearing that this was a Sagittarius. Not only was he not surprised, he aroused his bloodthirsty nature: "The Sagittarius! The Sagittarius of the Han people! Shoot them to death!"

The Legend of the Condor Heroes is extremely rare. If you shoot these dozens of Legend of the Condor Heroes, it will be a big blow to the Han army. Zuo Daduwei's abacus is very good.

However, this was Jianzhang Army, so how could he do it? Zhao Ponu waved his hand and Jianzhang Army galloped, and the yellow arrows in his hand were fired at the left and right sides of the Huns. Many Huns fell to the ground by arrows, but the Huns' arrows could not shoot at Jianzhang Army at all.

In one round of competition, dozens of casualties were killed and killed. Zuo Daduwei was not angry. He took off his hard bow on his back, put on a strong arrow, aimed at Zhao Ponu and shot him.

"call out!"

Although there is only one arrow, the sound of breaking through the air is amazing, just like dozens or hundreds of arrows passing by.

"Good come!" Zhao Ponu was not panicked at all, and leaned on the horse's back and avoided it. The big yellow bow in his hand aimed at the Zuo Daduwei and shot it with an arrow.

The sound of breaking through the air was not below the arrow of the Zuo Daduwei. The Zuo Daduwei praised loudly: "Good archery!" He waved the hard bow in his hand and pushed the arrow aside: "Let's compete with archery!"

"Okay, you three arrows, I three arrows, and life and death are all in my destiny!" Zhao Ponu agreed readily, waving his right hand behind his back, Jian Zhangjun understood and put his hand on the big yellow bow.

"Happy! It's rare among the Han people who are so brave as you!" Zuo Daduwei gave a thumbs up for the first time in his life: "I'll shoot the arrows so I'll shoot first!"

"I'm not polite!" Zhao Ponu took a big yellow arrow without saying a word, aimed at the Zuo Daduwei and shot two arrows in a row.

"Good come!" The commander Zuo Dadu waved his hard bow left and right, and two arrows flew away, not caring at all: "Although the archery technique is good, it's just like this! The only one flying general is better than my archery technique! There is still an arrow!"

"Come on! Shoot!" Zhao Ponu gave the order, and the big yellow arrow shot towards Zuo Dadu.

"The Han people are despicable!" Zuo Daduwei suddenly realized that he had been fooled and was deceived.

This is a team of Jianzhang Army, with fifty people, and they were shot from left to right, with only one hundred yellow arrows. Even if he had the ability to penetrate the sky and the earth, he would not have the ability to escape from the yellow arrows.

In the crisis, Zuo Daduo pressed his hands on the horse's back, flew up, jumped back, and hid behind the horse's butt.

With a wail, his war horse shot a hedgehog at the big yellow arrow. The bright urethra was still staring at him, as if the war horse was still asking, "Master, why don't you leave me alone?"

Isn’t it the tradition of the Huns to leave their companions behind?

Looking at the densely packed horse corpse, Zuo Daduwei was scared into a cold sweat. If he slowed down a little, he would be the one who turned into a hedgehog. The heads he cut down could pile up into a hill. He never knew what death was. Today he realized that death was so terrible.

"Damn Han people, you are shameless!"

The Zuo Daduo accused him, and his voice was as thunderous as thunder.

"Haha!" Zhao Ponu laughed: "Why do you think you are despicable and shameless in the battle formation? It is the best strategy to take your life!"

Zuo Daduwei has been on the battlefield for a lifetime and knows that the battlefield is dangerous. Either you die or I die. There is no saying of etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame. He can't help but speak: "The Legend of the Condor Heroes, come out!"

His army was the most elite army of the Huns. There were dozens of archers in the 10,000 troops, and they came out after hearing the order. More than 30 were tall, and they were holding a hard bow in their hands and aiming at Jianzhangjun, with a keen light in their eyes.

The Zuo Dadu took the reins of the horse from his personal soldiers, flew onto the horse, and slapped the horse's back: "Shoot them!"

He slapped the horse's back and chased after him. More than 30 The Legend of the Condor He slapped the horse and followed.

Looking at the Zuo Daduwei and others who were chasing him, Zhao Ponu really wanted to deal with them well. However, this time he came here, under the order of Zhou Yang's army, not to kill the enemy, but to lure the enemy, so he had to force himself to suppress the urge to fight and slap Ma Nan: "Huhu! The 100,000 Han army is waiting for you in front. If you have the habit, chase me!"

"One hundred thousand army?" This is the funnyest joke he has heard in his life. Zuo Daduwei said disdainfully: "In the hinterland of the Great Huns, can the Han army have 100,000? Even if there is, I will kill no one."

He had never heard of the discovery of a 100,000 army in the hinterland of the Huns, so of course he would not believe it.

Even if there is, he would not take it seriously. Cavalry fighting infantry is a massacre. The most elite cavalry of the 10,000 Huns could not defeat the infantry of the Han army?

The Battle of Yanmen was an exception. The heavy rains turned the ground soft and the Hun cavalry could not play their advantages. Today, the sky was clear and the ground was soft and hard, which was suitable for cavalry to charge. His confidence would not be enough.

In this way, both sides chased and fled, and chased for fifty miles in one breath, but no one could do anything to anyone.

A group of dozens of Han troops in front rushed to join Zhao Ponu, and the number of Han soldiers was about one hundred.

"Hulu, the 200,000 troops of the Han Dynasty are waiting for you in front." Zhao Ponu shot an arrow at the Zuo Dadu Captain, shouting on the back of the horse.

Two hundred thousand? Who believes it!

Zuo Daduwei didn't believe it, just just catch up.

Not long after, the Han army arrived and gathered together, with more than a hundred people.

From time to time, the Han army arrived. Although there were not many people, Zuo Daduwei decided that he would definitely find the Han army's camp with Zhao Ponu, so he would have the chance to make achievements.

There is a hill ahead, with an altitude of only a hundred meters. The place where Zhao Ponu and his friends retreated was in the middle of the hills, a road crossing several miles wide, running through the north and south.

When he arrived at the entrance of the road, Zuo Dadu chased after him without hesitation.

Qianchang looked at the terrain briefly and reminded: "Sir, wouldn't it be a problem if the Han people set up an ambush here?"

His words made the best bet on what happened next, and a team of Han soldiers emerged in front of him, all of whom were infantry, lined up in neat formations, pressing towards them.

"Infantry? Don't be afraid, rush over and kill all the Han people!" Zuo Daduwei would never take the infantry of the Han Dynasty seriously. If the chariot and foot appeared in front of him, he would still be worried. Infantry, that is for cavalry to massacre.

Ten thousand cavalry passed through the road entrance, and the smoke and dust splashed over the entire road entrance.

On the hills, Zhou Yang, Li Guang, Cheng Buzhi, Gongsun He, Gongsun Jian, Feng Jing and others saw all this clearly.

Li Guang was very happy: "Master, the Huns have chased in. As long as they enter the intersection, they will not escape."

"Although the road entrance is wide, the terrain is narrow and long. At first glance, it looks suitable for cavalry to gallop. However, we have strong crossbows in hand. Once the Huns enter this place, they are seeking death." Cheng Buzhi commented with great satisfaction.

The key to this battle is not whether you can win, but that you must completely wipe out. Only by annihilation can the secret of the Han army's crossbow formation be preserved. If you only defeat the Huns, you can set up a crossbow formation and shoot with a burst of fierce shots, and the Huns will not be able to resist it. However, once the Huns flee, the current cavalry of the Han army will not be able to intercept all the Huns, and this will require the advantage of the terrain.

It is from this point that Zhou Yang screened the terrain again and again, and finally selected this intersection.

This opening is narrow and long, and only the front and back are blocked. The Huns are unable to fly, and the goal of complete annihilation can be achieved.

The Huns had been preparing for a long time and wanted to find the Han army and kill them. They went south all the way, but they didn't even meet the shadow of the Han army. They had been so anxious that they heard that there were Han army in front, and they were all very energetic. They waved the scimitar, and the roar of the "Kunlun God" continued, passing through the road entrance like a wind, and pressing straight towards the Han army in front.

The Han army in front was in a neat formation without any panic.

Cavalry has a natural advantage in fighting infantry. Anyone who has rolled on the battlefield knows this. Even if the Hun cavalry rushed over, a small commotion was inevitable. After all, the troops were incompatible, and no one could do anything about it.

The commander Zuo was surprised and suspicious. However, this suspicion only existed for a very short time and was replaced by ecstasy. If the Han army did not retreat, it would be waiting for them to chop and kill like slaughtering pigs and dogs. How happy it would be.

As the Han army was fighting, the Han army changed. The Han army, which was originally standing in the front, suddenly disappeared. Many monster-like things appeared. They were lined up neatly, as if monsters were ready to go, and they were about to swallow the Huns.

This thing is extremely large, with a large bow-shaped arm, thick and long. Behind each frame, there are many Han soldiers, all of whom are shining with a fierce fighting spirit in their eyes.

"This is a crossbow!"

The Zuo Daduwei made a judgment instantly.

However, this kind of crossbow was completely different from the crossbows he knew of the Han army. It was neither a yellow crossbow, nor a thin crossbow or a sandwich crossbow. Even the most powerful black crossbow in the Han army was not so big.

Although he didn't know it, Zuo Dadu knew that the crossbow must be extraordinary, so he hurriedly grabbed the reins of the horse and ordered the Huns to stop.

The crossbow is the nemesis of the cavalry. Such a huge crossbow must be very powerful. If you rush up like this, you will die. Although Zuo Daduwei is bold, he is unwilling to die.

"Sir, this crossbow seems to be very familiar. I seem to have seen it somewhere, but I can't say it." Qianchang frowned beside him, reminded him.
To be continued...