Sun Tzu's Art of War says: Just judge the situation, be cautious of arrogance and impetuousness, wait for an opportunity to move, and win later! What it emphasizes is that the generals must not be anxious! But even after reading Sun Tzu's Art of War, many generals of the Central Plains family cannot do this, let alone the leader of the Wuhuan Hu people!

There is really only one step left to victory. Just add a little more effort to defeat the one that is not doing its job and is not a heavy cavalry, learn from the horse formations of their grassland people, and even the troops with the damn Lao Wang banner next door! The victory of the entire war will be his.

Moreover, as long as you win this game, the Han army in Guanwei will no longer have the capital to compete with him within a few years. With the two treasures of Yuan, the four northern states will be his hunting grounds. It seems that it is not impossible to surpass Maodun and become the master of the Han people.

Just win this battle!

Amid the howling roar, the brigade of infantry composed of Yuan and Wuhuan people also left the military formation at the foot of Bailang Mountain and roared to the front line.

Although the barbarians are brave, they are not tenacious enough. After all, they will eventually get the Han infantry!

But after taking this step, Tadun stepped into the abyss.

Holding a spear, Yuan's infantry like a clump of spears rushed down the mountain, but at this time, the entire battlefield stretched for three or four miles, and was completely occupied by the cavalry of various tribes of the Wuhuan people, and was full of crowds, with no room to march.

If you want to reach the place where Wang Hou is still changing backwards, you either go around for nearly six or seven miles and run from the side to catch up with Wang Hou's troops, or you can directly squeeze out a way in the crowd.

Both the Shanyu and the two young masters Yuan were eager to win, carrying the "authority" of the Wuhuan people. In addition, they were often discriminated against by these Wuhuan people. The Yuan infantry commander who commanded this infantry naturally chose the latter and squeezed out a road from the middle of the army and led to the battlefield.

"Get out of the way, let go of the bad guys!"

"The Shanyu has orders! Those who block the way will be killed!"

He was really holding chicken feathers as a command arrow. Amid the rude shouts, the infantry of the front army beat the cavalry left and right with long spears and halberds, and penetrated into the chaotic formation like awls. The Wuhuan cavalry on the other side were squeezed by them, and they were separated in a mess on both sides of the infantry brigade.

But the Wuhuan army formation is not the Han infantry formation, so we just stand there one by one to meet the enemy. At this time, the Wuhuan troops were also constantly attacking during the movement and returning to the camp. The Han army and the Wuhuan army were like two intertwined precision machinery. One army ran out like gears, fighting, and then retreated back to the camp. The infantry inserted into the middle suddenly stuck the path of their activities, which made these tribal friendly troops miserable.

The left wing, Xian Yuyin, Zhang He, Zhang Xiu, and Yan Rou, four Han cavalry were tied to a tree to beat the Wuhuan cavalry, pressing the arms of the two, and the people were beating the electric cannons on the left and right. Amid the shrill shouts of killing, the Wuhuan cavalry, who was not good at melee, was cut off by the blood-headed swords and long halberds of the Han army. The tribe leader's roar, and the right wing had just repelled Xu Huang's army's cavalry to support him, but the anxious cavalry just hit the right side of the Yuan army's infantry.

Right ahead, under the desperate counterattack of the tiger and leopard cavalry, another wave of Wuhuan cavalry was defeated and they cried and shouted to go back. There should have been another tribe on the top, but the Hulatu tribe who set out from the right wing was also blocked by the Yuan army infantry who came to help.

Without a new wave of enemies, the tiger and leopard cavalry, who breathed a sigh of relief, finally had the opportunity to catch the crossbow again! This thing is an ancient rifle. When Li Ling set up five thousand people, he shot more than 30,000 Xiongnu cavalry to death. If he really wanted to exert his unlimited firepower, the 100,000 Wuhuan people present were not enough for Wang Hou to shoot.

The sound of the crossbow was as thunderous as the rain. The Wuhuan people in the crossbow army, who were lit up on the back, fell to the ground like the cut leeks, and were shot over and overwhelmed.

At the same time, the Wuhuan Rangers who were still running and shooting on both wings were also in trouble. The Qingzhou knights who had the ability to reorganize the order of heavy riders, and they squatted behind the horse's butt and shot outside. As they ran, one, two, three, and a string of Wuhuan Cavalry suddenly screamed, and they seemed to be fake, so they could not be fake, and they could no longer be fake.

What made the battle even more fall into the abyss was the conflict between the two tribes. In a frustration, the Wuhuan nobles who were blocked from the way on both sides cursed in Wuhuan with whips, and it was rare to hold chicken feathers as command arrows. The Han army troops, which had been so angry that they were pointing at their noses, were also pointing at their noses, such as Hu thieves, and Hu kidnapped carrots and shouting out. The two sides were so arguing that they seemed to be talking to each other, but no one was willing to give in for a while, which led to more troops being crowded.

In this scene, how could you escape Zhang Liao's eyes, who controlled the battlefield like an old Chinese doctor.

Holding a telescope, looking at the Bailang Mountain Camp that had been empty, and the Wuhuan Camp that was unexpectedly surprised and confused, he took a heavy breath and turned around, Zhang Liao's own voice trembled slightly.

"Everyone, we have made great achievements and it is time to kill Hu Fenghou!"

"Zhang Rui! The big cage was handed over to you, and you immediately led two thousand cavalry into the bandit formation and exchanged the big cage for Wang Zhenbei. You followed his command, and the remaining ones followed me and killed Shanyu's head in the formation!"

"General, you can bring 800 cavalry to the Central Army of the Hu thief. There are too few people!"

"Soldiers are more important than elites. Eight hundred people are interspersed with gaps between Hu and thieves. It is just right. If there are more, they will be bloated and not flexible! The soldiers! Get on the horse and attack Hu!"

With the whistling sound, the Bingzhou wolf flag, which had been at the last of the entire army, finally moved! Xiahou Dun, Xian Yuyin and other generals, who were still shooting archery and harassing the raid on the periphery, were suddenly shocked by the shouts of their subordinates. They turned around in shock, but saw a dim dragon map star that was really like coming alive, with tassels, flying straight towards the anxious battlefield with its teeth and claws.

After a moment of stunned silence, every Han cavalry general cheered. Whether he had just left the battlefield to rest or was fighting with the thieves, he was full of passion and seemed to have replenished his strength. He roared and raised his sword high, and stormed the war horse and rushed towards the Wuhuan Hu cavalry again. As he shouted, a thief cavalry who dared to block the road was chopped off the horse like they cut leeks.

Among the iron streams, the eight hundred Bingzhou wolf cavalry were too inconspicuous. They ran wildly from the edge of the formation. The Wuhuan people who were busy with the new round of large-scale offensives of the Han cavalry didn't even bother to take a look, and they didn't know that it was thrusting hard into their hearts.

On Bailang Mountain, the sudden storm of the battle situation also attracted the attention of the Wuhuan nobles. They were full of shock. Tadun, who was over 40 years old, looked down in shock. Sudden, a scream of horror suddenly rang under his feet.

"Who? Dare to get close..., ahhhhh~"

Amid the crackling sound of arrows, the guards in front of the Shanyu court screamed and rolled down, and a big man Ang Zang, who was holding a long spear, broke out like an iron tower.

"I'm Zhang Liao and Zhang Wenyuan!"
Chapter completed!