Chapter 392

For Huang Zhong, the killing of Wuwei was a small episode, which was insignificant. Huang Zhong is carrying a knife, and he is still killing. But the soldiers around him are very different now.

More and more Hun cavalry found that Wuwei was killed. Many people yelled, and more and more people knew about the killing of Wuwei.

Originally, although the Huns were in a weak position, they resisted very tenaciously, and they were still in the corner.

After all, Wuwei is here!

But when Wuwei died, all the Hun soldiers were flustered. They had no courage to resist and no will to fight. Many people kept running away. However, when the road was muddy, the Hun soldiers could not evacuate quickly. As soon as they turned around and retreated, they were killed by spears.

More and more Huns were killed and injured.

Huang Zhong found something wrong when he rushed with his soldiers.

Because of the resistance of the Huns, it was much weaker.

Huang Zhong didn't have time to think about it. He had only one idea, that is, to kill the Huns who were still supporting him. More and more Huns were killed and wounded by Huang Zhong and his soldiers.

"I surrender!"

Among the Huns, there were soldiers shouting.

"I surrender!"

"Don't kill me, I surrender!"

……

One after another, more and more Huns knelt on the muddy ground to surrender and no longer resisted.

Huang Zhong turned a deaf ear and continued to kill.

No mercy!

Huang Zhong has no pity for the Huns. He won't keep his hand.

It's not my race, it's different.

The Huns should be killed!

Huang Zhong and his soldiers continued to cover up and kill. Even if the Huns knelt in the mud, they could kill them. At the beginning, a large number of Xiongnu soldiers surrendered, but in the twinkling of an eye, countless Xiongnu people found that even if they surrendered, they could not save their lives, so they simply carried on fighting with a long knife to fight to the end.

But after Wuwei's death, the Huns were gone.

They can't come and go like the wind on the battlefield without their proud horses. On the muddy road, it can only be reduced to fish on the chopping board and allowed to be slaughtered by Huang Zhong's soldiers.

There are more and more deaths and injuries.

The day was bright, and the fighting lasted from morning to noon.

The torrential rain has stopped.

The sky is clear and a red sun is high. Although there is a sun high in the sky, the sun in October shines on people without any blazing heat. On the contrary, it is warm.

Around the ground, a body fell in the mud.

The blood has already dyed the ground red. Even if there was a torrential rain before, there was too much killing. So that today's ground, already full of blood, as if by the blood are soaked again.

Looking at this scene, Huang Zhong smoothed the bun that fell down on his forehead. His face showed a happy look, and he said in a loud voice: "sons, we have won. We killed all the Huns. I'm proud of you. "

"Wansheng!"

"Wansheng!"

Countless soldiers, shouting.

The fighting spirit of the soldiers in the army is even more high at this moment. Their faces are full of smiles and pride.

They killed all the Huns.

They are heroes!

Huang Zhong waited for the cry to stop before he ordered: "clean up the battlefield!"

"Here it is

The soldiers all answered, move quickly.

Huang Zhong arranged to clean up the battlefield, and arranged for soldiers to search for horses. Last night in the last World War, many of the Hun's horses were scattered and many of them stayed in the same place.

War horses are resources.

It is impossible for Huang Zhong to abandon these horses. He must collect them. In addition, Huang Zhong arranged for the soldiers to go to Wenxian first and tell Zhang Xiu the news of the victory.

When Huang Zhong was cleaning up the battlefield, the cavalry of Langya camp led by Zhang Xiu was close to Wenxian ten li away. The heavy rain last night was also a great test for Zhang Xiu and his cavalry.

You can't ride a horse if you have three thousand horses.

Three thousand soldiers dismounted and led their horses on their way.

One night later, Zhang Xiu's army was close to Wen County. At noon, the ground began to dry due to the transpiration of water vapor. The people led by Zhang Xiu arrived near Wenxian and hid for the time being.

Zhang Xiu and a few soldiers, near the east gate of Wenxian County, looked at a highland in the distance.

Instead of attacking immediately, he looked at the battlefield in secret.

From a distance, the Hun infantry are constantly attacking the city.

Wenxian garrison is actively resisting.

But Wenxian's troops were limited, and the Huns could be seen on the tower at any time. Then the soldiers guarding the city quickly killed all the people and kept fighting on the tower.

The situation is very stalemate.Generally speaking, the Huns had the upper hand. The army guarding the city was in danger and in trouble.

Zhang Xiu sees all this in her eyes and thinks about coping strategies.

He can send troops immediately.

It's just that although the sky is clear now, in fact, the hardness of the ground is not enough. In the bright sun, if you wait for half a day, the opposite side will be harder, and the horses can run like the wind.

This is the best form.

Especially last night, all the soldiers stayed up all night and did not rest from the beginning to the end, which is a great burden for the soldiers in the army,

the soldiers also need time to adjust their state.

Zhang Xiu looked at the war situation, seeing that although the city's defense was chaotic, it was still steadily resisting and not falling. He was also slightly relieved.

For the time being, Zhang Xiu doesn't plan to send troops.

Zhang Xiu looks at the development of the war outside the city. With the passage of time, he sees that the defense on the city floor is in danger several times. He can't help but prepare to fight several times, but he endures it in the end.

Because Sima Lang held it.

Towards evening, it was getting late and the sun was setting.

At this time, the Huns were still attacking and did not intend to stop. Torches burn, dispelling the coming darkness, drums rumble, horns sound.

Countless Huns yelled and attacked quickly.

At this time, Zhang Xiu had found the position of the Huns' central army.

He's ready to do it.

After half a day's rest, the soldiers of Langya camp under Zhang Xiu recovered their spirits. One by one, especially the surface water trace, has completely dried up, and the soldiers can ride on horseback to sprint on the flat ground.

Zhang Xiu returned to the army and ordered to send troops.

"Kill

One by one soldiers, shouting.

The cavalry of Langya camp launched a charge. The hoofs of the horses trampled on the ground and quickly killed them.

When Zhang Xiu killed, the defense on the east gate of Wenxian county was in danger. Today, Sima Lang is under great pressure. Yesterday, he still had enough strength to resist, leaving some soldiers as reserve forces, who could rush to the defense of the city tower at any time.

After a day of fighting, all the strength is exhausted.

There's no more backup.

The soldiers guarding the city fell into fatigue, and more and more Huns began to kill the city tower.

Sima Lang looked up at the distance, and his face was very nervous.

Not yet!

Reinforcements haven't come yet!

He's done his best!

He has given all his strength. After the fighting in recent days, all the private soldiers of his family have been put into the battlefield, with countless casualties. Under this premise, Sima Lang's all strength has been exhausted.

Sima Lang clenched his fist, his mouth slowly opened, ready to order retreat. He is ready to withdraw to the front line of Sima's family, and then use the strength of the city to defend.

But when Sima Lang opened his mouth, suddenly his pupils shrank.

Boom!!

In the distance outside the city, the sound of horse's hooves suddenly came, and the smoke was flying. A big flag flutters in the wind. A cavalry, as if from the sky, suddenly entered the battlefield.

This army went straight to the Huns' central army.

"Kill the Huns!"

The uniform sound reverberates in the air.

"Kill the Huns!"

"Kill the Huns!"

……

Wave after wave of shouts rang out, the voice constantly reverberated in the air, the momentum was appalling. Powerful voice, clear into the ears of every Hun soldier. Although the Huns could not understand the voice, they could feel the power contained in it.

"Reinforcements are here, our reinforcements are here."

Sima Lang let out a cry.

There was endless joy and excitement in his voice.

It's time!

Finally, it's time for reinforcements.

"Reinforcements are here!"

"Our reinforcements are here!"

"Kill the enemy!"

"Kill

……

One after another, the shouts came from the mouth of the soldiers in the city. At first, the morale of the soldiers declined and they were in a state of panic. But when they saw the reinforcements coming, they were all like chicken blood.

Totally excited.