Zhou Yang frowned and immediately had an idea. He summoned Zhao Ponu: "Send the order, don't stop the Xiongnu from moving closer to the Shanyu."

"Ah!" This order was too abnormal. Zhao Ponu exclaimed: "Master, if the Huns approached the Shanyu, they would reorganize their formation."

Without saying anything later, everyone understands that once the Huns reorganize their formation, they will counterattack. The Huns used their blood oath, and once they counterattack, they will be difficult to deal with, and the casualties of the Han army will be surprisingly high.

"Go and send orders. Also, order the brothers to drive the Huns to the camp where the Chanyu is located." Zhou Yang issued another strange order.

Are you still afraid that the Huns will not be concentrated enough? Do you need to help? Is there anyone fighting like this?

Zhao Ponu looked Zhou Yangzai carefully, without joking, and looked serious. It seemed to be true. He was very reluctant and had to convey the order.

Once the order was passed, the Han army no longer intercepted the Xiongnu. The Xiongnu rushed to the camp where the military minister Shanyu was located like a flood.

The military minister Shanyu rode on the Fengbao cavalry and looked at the Huns coming, and couldn't help but feel relieved. Although the Huns suffered great losses and suffered great casualties. However, after using the blood oath, as long as they reorganize the formation, they could turn defeat into victory. Defeat the Han army and seize the food and grass of the Han army, all the problems were solved.

Teams of Han army were like shepherds driving the flock of sheep, rushing the Huns toward the gate of the camp where the military minister Shanyu was located. More and more Huns gathered, and a group of ministers rode their horses and shouted, asking the Huns to reorganize their formation.

Just as the Huns reorganized their formation, the Han army gathered again under the command of Zhou Yang, lined up into square formations, and pressed up at the gate of the Huns camp.

This time, the crossbow formation did not gather together, but was divided into three parts, surrounding the Huns from three directions east and south.

When the Han army came up, the Xiongnu's formation had almost been reorganized and no longer chaotic. Although the Xiongnu were tired and hungry at this time, they were extremely fanatical. Everyone's eyes were filled with bloodthirsty light, and no one was afraid to fight.

At this moment, if you look from the sky, you will see two huge seas of people. The north is the Huns, centered on the Shanyu King Banner, and more than 200,000 people are all here, covering a very wide area. The crowds are crowded with war horses neighing, and a solemn and murderous aura.

The Han army was in the south, and the red tide was in a huge crescent shape, surrounding the Huns. If the Huns wanted to break through the Han army's encirclement, they would either break through the Han army's formation or destroy their own camp.

The military strategy says, "If you want to surround the enemy, you need more troops than the enemy." However, Zhou Yang broke this convention and surrounded the Huns with less troops than the Huns. It was still under the Great Wall, a plain area with a flat horse, which was a miracle in the history of war.

The military minister Shanyu rode his horse to the front of the formation, waved his scimitar, and shouted: "The warriors of the Great Huns: The abominable Han people burned our jerky meat! We had no food and no jerky food! If we could not defeat the Han people, we would starve to death! There were piles of food and grass in the Han people's camps, defeat the Han people! Seize the food and grass from the Han people!"

Just now, he tried every means to cover the news, but now it was announced. However, the result was completely different. He wanted to cover it just now, but it was a low morale. Now, it was public, but it was high morale.

"Defeat the Han people! Seize the food and grass of the Han people!"

The Huns waved their scimitar and burst out with a shocking roar. The sound waves rose to the sky, shaking the clouds in the sky into pieces.

People always do unimaginable things in desperate situations. Today, the Huns have only one way to survive, defeat the Han army and seize the food and grass of the Han army. Otherwise, even if they do not kill the Han army, they will starve to death.

The desperate situation actually made them burst into a shocking fighting spirit and murderous aura!

"Sunzi" says, "If you throw yourself into the land of destruction, you will survive; if you fall into the land of death, you will live." This is exactly what it means.

Gongsun He stayed beside Zhou Yang, frowned: "Master General, why did you ask the Huns to reorganize their formation? The Huns are now full of murderous intent! It's not easy to deal with!"

This made the generals' hearts. They kept nodding and looked at Zhou Yang without saying anything. If Zhou Yang had not convinced them, they would have said that Zhou Yang had missed the opportunity.

"Don't worry! We will win this battle!"

Zhou Yang's words made them even more confused, and the generals' eyes were full of confusion.

"Master General, the Huns are so excited about fighting, we will still win?" Gongsun Jian couldn't hold on.

"You can see carefully and you will understand." Zhou Yang saw the confused look of the generals, and did not explain, but pointed his right hand forward.

The generals' eyes widened and looked at each other hard. What caught their eye was that besides the Huns, they were all fighting spirits, and nothing was wrong. If something was wrong, it was that the more intense the fighting spirit of the Huns was, the more unfavorable it was for the Han army. How could the Han army win the victory?

They were even more confused.
Chapter completed!