Huang Zhong's heavy cavalry tore up the formation of Wuhuan people without pressure.
Then, after entering the center, Wu Huan's tragedy began.
When Huang Zhong and his cavalry arrived at their center, the whole formation of Wuhuan didn't work well, they couldn't support each other, and their orders were blocked.
Zhang Yu and his troops were in the rear, causing huge casualties to them and expanding the gap of Wuhuan formation.
"Why, why do you do this to me? I just unified the whole Wuhuan tribe, but now it's going to fall apart again?" Qiu Liju looked at the situation and said weakly.
This time, he went south with more than 200000 soldiers and horses in a fierce manner. As a result, he didn't even attack Shenyang City.
As the war continued, both sides continued to fight fiercely.
Zhang Yu's generals are covered with blood, all of which are the blood of the enemy. It can be said that all of them are crazy.
Huang Zhong continued to fight. He didn't stop for a moment, so he rushed forward with his troops.
Finally, Huang Zhong killed a thorough, unexpectedly will Wuhuan army to chisel through.
At this time, Huang Zhongcai observed the situation of the battlefield.
Our heavy cavalry probably lost more than 2000 men and horses, and their fighting power is still there.
"Kill."
Huang Zhong goes back to kill Zhang Yu because they are still fighting with the enemy in the battle.
Huang Zhong rushed to the crowded place, or crushed it.
Before he could not stop, now the chaotic formation is unable to stop him.
When Qiu Liju saw that Huang Zhong had killed him again, his heart was dripping with blood. It was this army that caused him heavy losses.
Today, although Wu Huan still dominates the field, the formation is chaotic and the soldiers are killed in large numbers.
Huang Zhong killed them back, broke their formations one after another, and scattered all their crowded places.
Zhang Yu seizes the opportunity. Where Huang Zhong and Zhang Yu kill, they destroy.
There was a lot of confusion in the field. The difference was that Zhang Yu and his troops were fighting back and forth, while the Wuhuan people were mixed up and could not command.
The war continued and lasted for more than an hour. Zhang Yu felt that the number of soldiers around him was decreasing. Of course, Wu Huan's army was also decreasing.
After several hours of fighting, I don't know how many soldiers and horses have been lost.
On the battlefield, it can be said that there are already rivers of blood.
A horse's hoof splashes a lot of blood on the ground.
"Wuwuwuwu ~"
The dull sound of the bugle sounded. It was the sound of the bugle that the Wuhuan people could not hold back.
The Wuhuan people retreated. They lost a lot of money and didn't want to continue fighting.
Zhang Yu watched them leave, unable to pursue them.
Zhang Yu, they won and the enemy ran away, but no one was happy at this time.
Several generals are all covered with blood. They are all bloody people. If they are not armed with weapons in their hands, they will not be able to recognize each other.
Several people gathered to Zhang Yu.
A group of people watched the enemy leave in a hurry. They were not happy, but very bitter.
The reason is very simple. This battle is too miserable. Both sides are disabled.
Zhang Yu looked back, and Huang Zhong's heavy cavalry was more than 10000.
Sixty thousand troops, more than ten thousand soldiers left in the fight, and a large number of wounded soldiers. How can they be happy.
But the enemy also had a hard time. When they left, there were only more than 30000 people, worse than Zhang Yu.
If it wasn't for the heavy cavalry, Zhang Yu and his troops would be destroyed.
60000 vs. 100000, the other side is still the Wuhuan people who grew up on horseback.
Seeing the enemy go away, Zhang Yu takes the remnant soldiers into the city.
The soldiers and horses in the city immediately came out to meet them, and went to clean the battlefield, looking for the wounded soldiers.
In the fierce battlefield, more than 100000 people and horses died there, and the ground was full of blood.
Back in the city, Zhang Yu ordered to be on guard and let the soldiers go to rest.
Zhang Yu does not need to read the report to know that the loss in this war is huge.
Go back to clean up, Zhang Yu clean up all the blood.
When Zhang Yu put on his clean clothes and appeared in the Lord's mansion, it was already night.
After a while, Huang Zhong, Zhao Yun, Tai Shi Ci and Dian Wei all came.
There's no joy on every face.
These soldiers who died in the war were all selected and trained by themselves. Now, they are the most sad ones who are disabled in the first World War.
Zhang Yu didn't speak for a long time. He really didn't know what to say.
After a while, a soldier came in and gave the statistics to Zhang Yu.
Although it had been expected, Zhang Yu could not help shaking when he saw the heavy data.
"42396 were killed and 4638 injured." Zhang Yu read out a startling number.
There was also a moment of silence.
Most of the remaining 10000 troops were wounded.
Zhang Yu had no ability to fight because most of the losses were cavalry, and Zhang Yu had no more cavalry to fight with Wu Huan.
After a long time, Zhao Yun said: "Lord, we still have people in the hands of Wuhuan people, but now, we are unable to fight. What should we do?"
Zhao Yun is still thinking about the people, and Zhang Yu will not forget it.
However, at this time, they did not have the ability to pursue.
After a while, Zhang Yu said, "tomorrow I will send someone to tell the people of Wuhuan to let them go. If not, they will pay a higher price."
People think that Zhang Yu is helpless, but Zhang Yu still has a card.
Then Zhang Yu dealt with the military affairs, and asked the generals to appease the battalions respectively. At the same time, he went to the streets to inspect and protect the stability of Shenyang City.
The situation is not bad. Although the people know that they have lost the battle, they are still in a stable mood and there is no chaos.
As a result, the messenger was beaten by the Wuhuan people, his legs were broken, and then he was thrown out.
"Damn Han people, they dare to threaten us. I'll kill all of you, and then I'll kill all of these people. No one will be left." Qiu Liju roared in the tent.
However, although Qiu Liju was roaring, some of the people at the bottom didn't have good eyes, because the loss was huge, and all the soldiers and horses had great losses.
At this time, although Qiu Liju's strength was still the strongest, he could not overpower the public.
The morale of wuhuannei was low because they were killed.
After two consecutive days of rest, the people of Wuhuan didn't do anything and were recuperating.
On the third day after the war, a scout from Wuhuan rushed to report.
"Report, report, urgent report." The scouts were very anxious and kept shouting before they entered the camp.
Hearing the cry, everyone was shocked, and the tribes of each tribe rushed to Qiu Liju's camp to know what had happened.
When they arrived at Qiu Liju's tent, they saw that Qiu Liju had smashed the tent, and his face was covered with ashes.
People saw and knew that something big had happened, and that it was something they could not solve with tens of thousands of soldiers and horses.