In the village, the Wuhuan people sat around drinking, and a bag of mare's kumiss was passed around in everyone's hands as a treasure.
What was being cooked on the fire was food collected from the village, and the clay pots, which were blackened by the flames, were also collected from the houses.
The war horses were enclosed in a circle made of wooden stakes, and several Wuhuan people were wrapped in felt blankets and sleeping in a sheltered place.
The men and horses on the night watch were very sleepy, and they did not get enough time to rest as they rushed south.
No one was paying attention to the burning courtyard in the distance, and the fire was getting bigger and bigger.
The retinue who was assigned to watch the night wandered to a remote place to take shelter from the wind and laze around. Anyway, with their strength, they were the only ones who killed others. The only one who dared to provoke them, Gongsunda, was trapped in Xiangguan, so he became very tired and tired.
Wrapped in a confiscated black military coat, he yawned and walked to the wall to urinate.
He had spent a lot of energy on intercepting and killing the Han knights during the day, and spent some energy on a woman at night. Now he was really sleepy.
But after all, the village girls were not as fresh as the young ladies in the fort. He thought about it, unfastened his belt and relieved his urge to pee. Hearing some noises coming from behind, he thought it was a companion who also came to urinate, so he didn't pay attention.
Suddenly, a strong gust of wind hit him from behind, and he felt a chill in his vest. When he looked back, he only saw half of his body standing there, with his chest diagonally split open.
Such a fast knife...
He thought this as he fell headlong into his own urine, and then the severe pain spread to his brain, and he screamed miserably in the mixture of blood and urine.
The shrill, inhuman wails spread throughout the village, as if a signal had been sent, and black shadows emerged from the darkness and came straight to kill them.
These rushing cavalry lit the simple torches in their hands, their horses' hooves were wrapped in thick cloth, and they made a dull sound when they stepped on the ground.
These knights emerged from the darkness and threw the torches in their hands, setting fire to the Wuhuan people's hanging rugs and the houses in the village. They brandished their swords and charged back and forth among the alerted Wuhuan people.
Bloody light burst out, reflecting the light of fire rising into the sky.
The thunderous sound of horse hooves in the distance was gradually approaching, and panic spread among the Wuhuan people.
Most of them live on horseback. With such a dense sound of horse hooves, there must be many people coming.
The Wuhuan people, who were originally undisciplined and had no military discipline to speak of, got on their horses and fled in all directions.
Many people were driven by the fear spreading around them and fled in all directions without even seeing the enemy.
But before he could escape far, he was forced back by knights cruising next to the village and arrows fired from the mountains and forests, and he was scurrying around the village like headless flies.
In the chaos, a group of knights on white horses clashed with the Wuhuan people, breaking up the assembled formation of a small group of Wuhuan people.
The knight in black at the head was holding a long sword with a strange red pattern and rushed left and right in the formation.
A Wuhuan squad leader was also a brave and elite man. He struggled to gather three or five of his subordinates. When he saw the opponent's long sword approaching, he surrounded the opponent with several subordinates.
Three people wielded three long knives, one from the front, one from the left and one from the right, slashing straight at him.
However, they saw the opponent rushing towards them with brute force, their swords shining like steel, and the scimitars in the hands of several Wuhuan people were broken directly from it.
The tall knight rode his horse and approached in the astonished eyes of several Wuhuan people.
The knight let out a violent shout, and his sword danced wildly. Wherever he passed, his clothes and armor were flattened, and blood gushed out like a fountain.
The sound of cracking bones and screams pierced the night sky, the light and shadow were chaotic, and the flames ignited in the houses jumped, reflecting the conflicting horses and men like fierce gods from hell.
The whining sound kept ringing, which was the rallying horn of the Wuhuan people.
As early as the turmoil started, Aduna stood up from the fire bed and rushed outside to check.
At this time, the village was already in chaos, the fire lit half of the sky red, and there were many shadows in the darkness, as if a large-scale cavalry was gathering.
Could this kind of momentum mean that Gongsunda has left seclusion?
No, that's not right. Gongsunda would not dare to leave the border without the military order. So who are these people?
Aduna had no time to think, and was dragged onto the dark horse by several followers.
One of the retinues took off the horn hanging next to his saddle and blew it.
The desolate and distant sound of the horn resounded across the sky.
The Wuhuan cavalry, who were fleeing in groups, hurriedly gathered here as if they had found a backbone.
"Don't mess up! Don't mess up!" Abdulna waved his whip angrily, lashing his subordinates who were running away in panic. He kept roaring at the top of his lungs, trying to reorganize the formation.
"Blow the trumpet, assemble! Rush out." Aduna slapped a horsewhip on the face of a Wuhuan man who was clashing with him.
He pulled the frightened Wuhuan man off his horse, and was immediately trampled by the horse's hooves until his bones were broken and his tendons were broken, and his head exploded like a melon.
Aduna's followers were running in the chaotic team with long swords. When they saw those running wildly, they would directly slash their horses under the horse with their swords.
After brutally combing the team back and forth for several times, they finally managed to maintain order in the team.
"Let's go!" Abdul roared at the top of his lungs. He couldn't understand why he had reached such a point.
The retinue put up a flag and followed him, retreating to the valley entrance where he came in.
During the retreat, each Wuhuan cavalry saw Shuai Qi and joined them.
A group of people abandoned their helmets and armor like bereaved dogs and fled from this Han Chinese village that they regarded as paradise.
Seeing the entrance of the valley close at hand, Abdulna looked back reluctantly, and then he faintly realized something was wrong.
Standing at a high place, I could only hear shouts of killing coming from the village from time to time. Looking carefully, I didn't see too many enemies.
The rumble of horse hooves in the distance still makes people feel that they are numerous, but they are still not too close or too far away.
Fell into a trap!
Aduna suddenly felt ashamed and angry, and he shouted angrily to the sky.
"You've fallen into a trap! Stop! Let's fight back." Abdulna grabbed the attendants who were accompanying him and said, "Kill back!"
"Little Marshal." His followers could not understand Aduna's order, and after hesitating for a moment, he was whipped by Aduna.
"Assemble! Reorganize the formation." Aduna gritted his teeth. He must drag those who dared to play tricks on him to death.
Under Aduna's order, they stayed on the slope at the exit of the valley, preparing to take advantage of the mountain to swoop back to the village.
But at this moment, they all felt the ground shaking slightly.
This tremor soon became violent, and small pieces of soil were shaken to move their positions, just like dull thunder coming along the land, rumbling towards them from the direction of the valley mouth.
Abdul turned his head to look at the mouth of the valley with a colorless expression.
A white horse appeared on the horizon of the valley. The strong white horse seemed to have a shimmer in the night. The fire burning in the village in the distance shone on the knight on the white horse. The knight waved a flag and raised it high with a spear pole.
On the bright red flag, there is a huge word "Zhao" written on it.
As the rumbling thunder gets closer and closer, continuous black shadows press in from the mouth of the valley. The knights on the horses are wearing black robes, and the white horses under their crotches form a white line. The entire cavalry is like the tide at high tide, unstoppable.
's coming straight at me.
His whole mind was frightened by this momentum. Aduna looked at the silver spear general who was riding in the lead, and his mouth squirmed.
