However, the Huns did not get any better. Nearly 30,000 cavalry fell down. The old Shang Shanyu and others who were supervising the formation grinned and felt distressed.

"Go! Keep going! I don't believe that in the field, our Huns' cavalry would lose to the Qin infantry." The old Shang Shanyu said loudly.

At this moment, they no longer underestimated Qin Yun and others and the Northern Army. Discriminating against such enemies is equivalent to discriminating against themselves.

The Huns' sharp arrows became more and more fierce, and there were also a large number of special heavy arrows that could easily penetrate the shield car. Often, only twenty or thirty such special arrows could be used to smash a heavy shield car.

Therefore, the heavy shield car with the strongest defense became the key target of attack by the Huns.

Soon, all the heavy shield cars on Qin Yun were shattered, and the light shield cars were almost completely lost.

As the Huns approached quickly, the crossbows and catapults on Qin Yun's side also began to show their power, and rows of Hun knights fell down. In the huge black tide, small white dots were hit.

But there were too many Huns, and this loss was nothing. As the Huns' iron cavalry was about to rush into the Qin army formation, the Qin soldiers in the front row had already laid their spears and halberds flat and aimed at the Huns' iron cavalry that was about to rush over, preparing to use their flesh and blood to defeat the opponent's steel monster.

They looked plain and held the weapons in their hands tightly, and they were already mentally prepared.

Seeing that they were about to rush into the Qin army and wanted to kill, these Xiongnu cavalry suddenly screamed and drove their horses under their crotch to speed up.

Suddenly, the Hun cavalry in front of the team felt that the horses under their crotch were empty. For some reason, they fell to the ground one after another. The Hun cavalry that followed could not stop, nor could they stop, and they all repeated the same mistakes.

For a moment, the Hun cavalrymen fell on their horses and fell to the ground and screamed. Soon, they were trampled into meat sauce by the subsequent cavalry.

In this moment, the Huns lost tens of thousands of people for no reason. The most important thing is that the crazy aura of the Huns' Iron Cavalry was suppressed and their morale was shocked.

"What's going on?" The old Shang Shanyu looked at the Huns Iron Cavalry who was attacking Suocou, and his expression changed drastically.

In just a moment, the Huns lost at least 30,000 people. The most important thing is that the attack was frustrated and the cavalry's advantage was completely unable to be exerted. It became a target there, and a large number of Huns died every minute.

"It's a pit." Zhao Ling's face turned extremely ugly.

In the forefront of the Qin army, there were countless dense pits. The pits were not deep, just one and a half of the depth of the palm, but they were enough to allow the galloping horse to sink the horse's hooves into the pit and sprain its ankle, thus breaking the horse's legs, and the Huns on the horse's back also fell to death.

This is not all. Now it is a large army. As soon as the people landed, the cavalry behind them had already arrived. Suddenly, except for a few lucky people, most of the Huns died tragically under the hooves of their own people, which was a terrible sight.

It was such a simple pit that caused heavy losses to the Hun army. The most important thing was that if the cavalry was limited in speed, it would be worse than the infantry, just a pure target.

At this time, it should be the time when the commander of the first army is performing. The more famous the general is, the faster the reaction is. However, no old Shang Shanyu or other Hun generals have experienced the baptism of real war. What they are best at is bullying other grassland tribes. Such wars have exceeded their abilities.

For a moment, the Huns were at a loss and were stunned.

"Wan Sheng!"

When the Qin army saw this scene, their morale suddenly increased. Nearly 200,000 troops shouted loudly at the same time. The roars converged in one place, shaking the entire battlefield, and the momentum was like a rush of overwhelming seas.

"go ahead."

The Huns were stunned, but Nangong Cheng reacted very quickly. With his order issued, the Qin army officially began to fight back.

Under the command of Nangong Cheng, the Shenrui Army was the first to move and rushed into the Huns with unstoppable momentum. Wherever they passed, corpses were everywhere. Other Qin troops followed closely and flocked directly to the formation that the Shenrui Army broke through.

"Give an order quickly, let someone retreat and attack again." The high priest said quickly.

"Oh, yes, yes." The old Shang Shanyu reacted and quickly ordered.

But at this time, it was too late. The Qin army and the Huns were entangled, and they had me in them, and I had you. The Huns' greatest advantage was invisibly eliminated.

This is Nangong Cheng’s usual tactics, to give full play to his own advantages and deal with the enemy’s shortcomings.

"kill!"

It was like a storm that hit the rock as hard as iron; it was like a thunder coming to the world, competing with the earth, shouting and killing! In the end, it turned into a earth-shaking loud bang, overwhelming all the noises on the battlefield.

"Bang!"

In addition to the Shenrui Army, the first to confront the Huns was the front-line shield driver. The remaining nearly five hundred shield drivers rushed forward frantically, making a loud bang. Countless people in the Huns were instantly knocked back.

Several sharp objects highlighted in front of the shield car instantly opened several large holes on the Huns.

The soldier holding a spear and slalom quickly followed and stabbed the spear and halberd at the enemy through the shield chariot.

As a result, an irregular jungle seemed to grow on both sides of the shield array, and it was a thorny jungle. It was like two groups of angry bees, stinging each other and rolling like waves. Every time it rolled one after another, it would bring about a bunch of blood rain, which was shocking.

At this point, the Huns' offensive was completely destroyed by Nangong Cheng.

At the same time, Zhao Min led the red-armored light cavalry like three thousand winds to break through the right wing of the Huns. Every time the direction of the battle changed, a blood-colored arc was cut out diagonally, causing heavy losses to the Huns.

The Red Armor Light Cavalry is not only powerful, but also the scimitar of their ability. The Red Armor Light Cavalry looks like a pair of eyes that can look down from a high altitude, and draws perfect arcs after perfect attack, avoiding the real and attacking the weak, avoiding the strong and moving towards the weak, and cutting off large pieces of the flesh and blood of the Huns again and again.

The Huns were like a bloated giant. Although they seemed to be extremely powerful, they were useless to the flies around them. They could only watch Zhao Min bleed himself. The giant saw that he was getting weaker and weaker, but there was no way.

The huge right wing of the Huns, with nearly 300,000 people, was played with by Zhao Min's three thousand red-armored light cavalry, providing great convenience for Nangong Cheng's breaking formation.

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