Chapter 447

Chapter 450

Zhang Xi gave an order to a lieutenant beside him.

"Yes."

After receiving the order, the lieutenant galloped away.

"Central Army, cavalry charge with me!"

After the deputy general left, Zhang Yun led the three thousand cavalrymen under him to charge up. These cavalrymen came out of the cavalry that belonged to Zhang Xie, and there were another thousand cavalrymen who were temporarily recharged after Zhang He called up the horses to transport the luggage. The more than 1000 cavalry cannot be underestimated. After all, most of these people are northerners who are very familiar with horse riding, so although these 1000 cavalry are not as good as those skilled riders, they are still much better than ordinary soldiers.

As the sound of war drums resounded throughout the world, Zhang He took the lead and led a thousand cavalry to move quickly towards the Huns' position in front.

At this time, on the battlefield south of Lion King Valley, Murong Ye, the nephew of Murong Yan, the leader of the Huns, Murong Xing also personally led the troops to join in the attack on Zhang He's army.

Soon the soldiers from both sides joined the battle, and in an instant, dense crowds of people rushed together. After the first wave of charge, the two sides fell into a melee, and everyone in the melee was inseparable.

On the eastern battlefield of Lion King Valley, the defense force is gradually disintegrating.

At this time, in the direction of the valley, Liu Huang, the deputy general sent by Zhang Yun, continued to resist after organizing the rout of the rear, although the safety of the rear was temporarily guaranteed.

But everything changed after the Huns' cavalry entered the battlefield. Their rear became an important attack direction for these Huns. Under the continuous and crazy attacks of the Huns, the soldiers in the rear finally couldn't stand it and retreated.

Although many soldiers fought bravely and vowed to die, this unscrupulous defense caused a large number of casualties.

On the battlefield in the north of Lion Valley, Gao Lan's two corporal leaders led the soldiers to fight Murong Xiu and Murong Ye.The fighters on both sides of the battle are tenacious and fierce, and the struggle is indissoluble.

On the western battlefield of the Valley of the Lions, Yue Fei and the cavalry fought fiercely under the siege of the Huns.

Gao Lan and Liu Huang successively led the troops to the former army positions.

"Liu Huang, did you escape? This is not like your usual style."

Gao Lan greeted Liu Huang and said with a smile.

Liu Huang was in a good mood. He knew that Gao Lan was joking with her when he said that, so he smiled and said embarrassedly.

"I can't compare with the generals. It's not bad to escape here and take a life."

"Looking at the posture and state of the Huns' attack tonight, they must want to eat us in one go. They have brought a lot of people, and the place is not bad in this valley. It's a pity that the Huns only need to get off their horses to fight. Cut it in half, and the soldiers we brought out this time have experienced so many war baptisms, I'm afraid his plan to eat us will be shattered."

Gao Lan continued.

Liu Huang smiled, his two thick eyebrows trembled a few times on his face, as if he was about to fall down, he said indifferently, looking at the Huns in the distance.

"Fortunately, we were in an ambush in the Lion King Valley. If we were in Tianwangxia, we would be finished."

Gao Lan nodded and smiled when he heard Liu Huang say that.

"Thanks to General Wei Qing knowing that this road can bypass Tianwang Mountain this time, otherwise we would have become guests of the Xiongnu."

"Remaining guests? We killed so many Huns, it would be good if those people didn't kill us."

Liu Huang looked at Gao Lan and said with a smile.

Gao Lan heard Liu Huang laughing suddenly, and saw him raising the weapon in his hand above his head and shouting loudly.

"Brothers, kill..."

Liu Huang raised his saber, faced the cavalry warriors, and roared hoarsely.

"Kill..."

"Kill..."

The soldiers shouted loudly, their voices were like thunder, exploding in the dark night.

Under the shouting and urging of these soldiers, more than 2000 war horses continued to accelerate, and the acceleration was accelerating. The rapid speed made them look like a strong man shouting and holding a sword. Similarly, the cavalry also shouted and rushed towards the enemy sparing no effort.

Make a loud noise.

As Gao Lan and Liu Huang rushed in, Zhang Xi led the rest of the cavalry to kill them, followed closely by the iron cavalry, piercing into the enemy's heart like a sharp long sword.

.........

On the hillside three miles away from the battlefield, Murong Yan was sitting by the fire, playing the black flute engrossed.The flute is low and desolate, and with the night wind, it floats to the distant battlefield.

The scouts coming from all directions kept reporting the latest battle situation to Murong Yan and Murong Yan's sergeant Ye Xianqin.

After playing a melodious song, Murong Yan's eyes were full of unfinished thoughts. He sat there looking at the bonfire in front of him, as if he was thinking about something, and he was slowly touching the warm flute.

Looking at the flames emerging from the fire, the expression on his face was flat, as if he had forgotten the fighting and fighting on the battlefield of Lion King Valley.

Tuoba Sinan was annihilated, and the Mobei Xiongnu allied forces suffered huge losses in a row, which led to the almost extinction of the southward movement. At this time, whether the Xiongnu's own territory can be kept is a problem. In Murongyan's view, the prospects of the Huns as a whole are bleak.

Now the army of 10,000+ people has been scarred and no longer has the prestige of the past.

How long can they last?Can it last?Even if these people defeated Zhang He and the others, how much strength did the Huns have left?When will it be possible to go south?Could it be that the Huns will be bullied by the Han people all their lives?

Murong Yan fell into deep thought, but soon he realized that the most important thing for them now is to restore their strength. Only with enough population and strength can they talk about the glory of revitalizing the Huns, otherwise everything is empty talk.

Survival has become the most important thing now. Murong Yan even thought about retreating all the way to Mobei and entering Moxi. He heard from his ancestors that there is an endless grassland to the west of the desert, where people with different skin colors live , where the pastures can grow in all seasons, and the pastures are plump and juicy.

This means that there is a large land population there, not only that, but their system is also behind that of the Huns, and the backwardness of the system means the backwardness of combat effectiveness. Of course, this is also the last road of last resort.

As for Yield and Ye Xiao?It's not that Murong Yan didn't think about it, but even if they surrendered to these bandit chieftains, he would still be taken to Yingchuan for parade.

He walked over slowly, shouting in a low voice.

"Da Shanyu..."

Murong Yan secretly sighed in his heart, and looked up at him.

"The Great Dan was caught in melee on both the southern and northern battlefields, and our army lost a lot. Its combat effectiveness is very strong, far exceeding our expectations."

(End of this chapter)

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