After rushing out of the enemy camp, Lu Yao and others rushed to get rid of the pursuit through the complex terrain.

The weaknesses of this Hun army made up of different tribes were revealed at this time. Except for Qiao Xi's confidant subordinates, the vast majority of Jiehu and Wuhuan people seemed to have no strong desire to avenge their main generals. They roared out of the military camp, but rode their horses in the dark night, and they stopped their troops in less than half an hour. There were only thirty or fifty people who insisted on chasing Lu Yao and others.

Although these people were all fierce thieves who were determined to take revenge, they were not difficult to deal with in the eyes of the Bingzhou cavalry who had been through many battles. Lu Yao and others fought and left, and killed several retaliatory guns on the way, successfully annihilated more than half of them, and the remaining people had to retreat.

Lu Yao and others were finally able to feel a little relieved at this time. They walked along a narrow valley, and the moonlight could not shine into the depths of the narrow valley, so the road seemed very dark. A few feet away from the high torch, they could no longer see their hands. The soldiers skillfully drove the war horses and walked through the gravel beach at the bottom of the valley, heading north.

After about half an hour of walking, the riverbed gradually rose. They drove their horses eastward and turned into a valley.

When they arrived at this valley, all the soldiers breathed a sigh of relief. This was the meeting place agreed to with Xue Tong's back team in advance. This place was about forty miles straight away from the Hu people's camp. As the road stretched along the undulating terrain, the actual journey was almost twice as high. Unless there was a guide who was proficient in terrain, the Hu people would never be able to catch up here tonight. Not to mention that they were in the dilemma of being in the group of dragons without a leader and had no way to make appropriate countermeasures.

Lu Yao sent several capable soldiers to the top of the mountain to keep watch, so that the rest of the soldiers could rest for a while. Then, he immediately counted the number of people. During the raid, forty-two soldiers died on the spot, and six more people died in battle on the way to retreat, and six were seriously injured. At this moment, there were still ninety-three people in the valley, including Lu Yao, and a total of eighty cavalry could fight.

Although the casualties were heavy, the morale of the soldiers was unprecedentedly high.

In the past two years, the official army has suffered consecutive defeats in the battles of the Huns. The Bingzhou Army, which once had 50,000 people and was proud of its strong generals, is now only a few remaining defeated generals who were incorporated into the Jinyang Army of Liu Kun. Although the Duke of Yue Shi never favored him, the soldiers were indeed rolled a little. Facing the direct soldiers of Yue Shi Duke, they always felt that they could not raise their heads.

Everything is different now. They are just a small army for investigation by the front enemy, but they can attack the enemy forty times the enemy's head with a thin power of 150 cavalry at night and obtain the head of the enemy's general. What a brilliant achievement and what a proud record! Even the soldiers who were seriously injured and unable to move were shining with pride on their faces.

Shen Jin's armor was broken, his body was covered in blood. The wound wrapped in a coarse cloth looked a bit terrifying. He seemed to himself unaware of it, still looking like a fierce look. At this moment, his nostrils were facing the sky and he said with a haha: "I'm telling, these Hu people are mobs... If you hadn't known that you had succeeded, I would have been able to fuck them all!"

A soldier not far away responded: "Master Shen Jun, brothers, just the Hu people's heads are enough. If you do something like "doing" shit, you should suffer more yourself!" The soldiers laughed.

Chen Jin glared and said, "Which bastard dares to make fun of grandpa!" He smashed his helmet over, and heard a scream of uch, and I don't know who it hit. The soldiers laughed happier and happier.

Lu Yao was sitting next to Shen Jin. His left rib was cut by a sharp blade during the fierce battle. He seemed to be fine at the time, but when he spoke a little loudly, he felt the fascia twitching and pain. He suppressed the urge to laugh, kicked Chen Jin gently, and cursed: "You said it yourself, how dare you not admit it? I'm also surprised, Lao Shen, what are you thinking about?" After hearing Lu Yao's words, the soldiers laughed and joking, like boiling water.

The soldiers of the Bingzhou Army have never smiled so happily for a long time.

The bad luck that had been entangled with the Bingzhou army for several years seemed to finally leave at this time. Amid the laughter, the sentry screamed in surprise from the top of the slope: "Look! Look! It's our brothers! They are following!"

Before the sentry finished speaking, Lu Yao took two steps at the same time and rushed to the top of the slope. Looking around, he saw a soldier in the north stride with a pine torch, and the line continued along the winding mountain road, as if it was a bent and circling fire dragon. Lu Yao's eyes were sharp and he could see clearly: the team was a mighty man first, wearing heavy armor, carrying a huge bag of four or five people, and carrying swords, spears and other objects on it, as if it were a moving arsenal - who could carry the weight for other soldiers during the march, who was not Xue Tong?

Leading by Xue Tong and Guo Huan as the deputy, 600 elite infantrymen set out from Jinyang at night two days ago. They walked all the way and marched forcibly along the way. At this moment, they finally met with the vanguard!

Lu Yao pressed the wound on his ribs and laughed loudly. With this reinforcement army, he could do more!

Two hours later.

The long night is about to pass. But as dawn approaches, the night becomes darker and darker.

During the night attack, the Jin army set fire everywhere, almost burning half of the camp. After the Jin army retreated, the soldiers worked hard for a long time to put out the fire. At this time, the fires were basically extinguished, and some burnt tent wrecks were gathered together, and light smoke was emitting. Many soldiers put their weapons in a row and sat on the ground with dust. After sitting for a while, their heads gradually tilted, then woke up and looked up. After a while, their heads gradually tilted.

Most of the flags in the camp fell down. What's strange is that the flag "Champion General Qiao" in front of the tent of the central army was still flying, and no one cared about it.

More than a dozen middle-level officers were sitting or standing in front of the tent, and their boss, a Hun chief, a Wuhuan chief, and three Mishu Qu generals, were discussing in the tent.

An officer crunched a grass stem and paced in the open space in front of the central army's tent. The officer was about thirty years old, with a high bridge of nose, deep eye sockets, very distinctive contours of facial features, and a beard under the jaw. It seemed that he had not taken care of it for a long time, and he seemed a little decadent.

If you look closely, you will find that the number of steps he paced back and forth never changed, and the distance of his steps was as accurate as if he had measured it with a ruler. He walked seventeen steps eastward, turned around and went westward, and another seventeen steps. He had walked hundreds of times, and the meeting in the Central Army's tent seemed to have not yet reached a result, but the threats and scolding each other could be heard clearly within ten meters.

This army was temporarily pieced together, including the Huns, Wuhuans, Jies, and Hexi Zahu, led by chiefs of various races. Even the chief general Qiao Xi himself could not pass the chiefs of various races to directly issue orders to the soldiers. The chiefs did not have strict status or power. Once Qiao Xi died, several chiefs with strength would immediately fall apart. How would the troops act next? Who should they listen to the command? They discussed for several hours without any result, and they saw that they became more and more angry.

The officer shook his head uneasily.

The officer was named Shi Le, whose courtesy name was Shilong, and was a Jie tribe from Shangdang Wuxiang. His original name was Fule. His father was both a small coach from the Jie tribe, but his family was very poor and made a living by serving as a tenant farmer for others. During the Tai'an period, Bingzhou was famined, and Fule planned to use this to make money, so he planned to sell Hu people from various tribes to Shandong for profit. Unexpectedly, the man's calculation was not as good as God's prediction. Ma Teng, the then governor of Bingzhou, sent troops to plunder and sell Hu people on a large scale, but instead captured Fule as a slave and sold it to Chiping as a herd slave.

Fule was unwilling to be a slave. He summoned forces to become enemies and robbed them everywhere to make a living. Later, he accepted Ji Sangshen, a giant bandit in Ji Sangshen, and the surname "Shi" was Qi Sangzhiqi.

Two years ago, Gong Shifan, a general who followed Chengdu Wang Sima Ying, raised an army in Shandong. Jisang and Shile led hundreds of cavalry to join. However, not long after, Gong Shifan tried to lead his army to cross the river through Puyang Baima, and was defeated by Gou Xi, the prefect of Puyang, known as "Tu Bo". Most of the remaining members of Gong Shifan were taken over by Jisang, and instead shrank their troops to the Daluze area of ​​Neihuang County, Wei County, where the imperial court's Mayuan was located, with swamps and complex terrain, so the official army could not do anything. Shile himself entrusted his troops to Jisang, and led several of his confidants back to his hometown Bingzhou, and surrendered to the Han Kingdom of the Huns.

According to Shi Le's wish, he hoped to reorganize his business as soon as possible through the great reputation of the Huns and Han countries. However, the situation often develops worse than expected. The Huns nominally called the establishment of the dynasty, but in fact it was still the same as the tribal alliance. Most of the people in the court were vulgar and lacked foresight; and the state system was completely empty.

In the Huns' army, except for the great Shanyu Liu Yuan's prestige, no one of the tribes under them was convinced. Such a crude system would be fine when it went smoothly, but if you suffer a little setback, you will immediately fall into chaos - it is true.

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There was a bottleneck in writing these two days, but I will definitely break through. Thank you Tang Bing\Caoyufh\Drunk\Depressed Star\Surprised\Chen Yujia and other friends for their encouragement and support in the book review area. All the way, I burst into tears.

I would also like to thank Mayor Daliu Shu for his support.
Chapter completed!