On the flat road, dozens of carriages are slowly driving on the road, with sacks filled with grain.

Around the chariot were hundreds of Han Army guards, all of whom were soldiers in the logistics camp of Zhou Shen's army, who were specially responsible for escorting and transporting grain and grass.

"You're going to Kuiyuan gorge in front of you?"

"Yes, junhou. After passing Kuiyuan gorge, we can take another two days to deliver the grain to the army and have a good rest for two days."

Wu nodded his head slowly.

However, he did not notice that on the sand dunes several miles away, a touch of yellow on the ground suddenly rose, and then ran down the hill to hold a horse.

"Drive!"

Hu Qi galloped his horse, and his horse galloped over the field. After about half an hour, the magnificent Kuiyuan gorge appeared in front of him.

"General, general!"

Hu Qi jumped off his horse and ran into Han Sui's tent with excitement and knelt down on the ground.

Han then saw his excited appearance, probably guessed it out and said with a smile, "can you get something?"

"The general's ingenious plan is to bring up a Han Army grain transport team with nearly 100 carriages and at least 1000 or 2000 stone grain and grass."

Han then laughed and stood up from the table.

"Follow me!"

In Kuiyuan gorge, 3000 horsemen roared out and galloped along the road. At that time, chidao was originally the highway built by Qin Shihuang in order to quickly transport troops to the north to resist Xiongnu. Today, Han Sui led 3000 Hu to gallop on the chidao, which was naturally as fast as the wind.

Three thousand Hu rode at a gallop for a while. From afar, only a long line was seen in front of them, and one after another of the carriages joined each other from the head to the end.

Han then pulled the knife out of its sheath and pointed straight ahead.

"Kill!"

Oh, roar!

Three thousand horsemen cheered, and the horses galloped on the road. They drew out their long and narrow sabers one after another, shouting loudly and clapping their horses and dancing swords at the same time.

Wu CE, the Marquis of the Han Army escorting grain and forage, was shocked. However, he was quite experienced in the army and made a decision at once.

"Leave the wagon outside, everybody, get off the horse and go inside, quick!"

If this is the Central Plains battlefield, it is generally the civilian men who escort the grain and grass. However, in the northwest where there is a lot of war horses, some slow horses are directly used to transport grain and grass. Therefore, most of the escorts are soldiers of the Han army. Although they encounter the enemy attack, they are not very flustered.

Under the command of marquis Wu CE, more than 200 Han soldiers jumped off their horses and led them into the battle. Then they piled up carriages and grain carts into a simple military formation, surrounding a small number of Han troops in the middle.

Han then did not expect that the little officer of the Han Army had some brains, so he did not directly hit him. Instead, he suddenly split into two troops from the middle, just passing by the left and right of the chariot array.

"Shoot!"

The horseman with legs clenching the horse's belly casually inserts the saber into the sheath, takes out the ox horn on his back, rides a bow, and points the bow and arrow at the Han Army in the vehicle array.

More than 200 Han troops were not willing to be outdone. They also took out their bows and aimed at the stragglers outside the vehicle array.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The sound of bows and strings was issued one after another. The distance between the two sides was so close that the arrows shot from the array of vehicles were very heavy, and dozens of horses were immediately shot down.

The Han army was protected by chariots. Although there were many arrows on horseback, most of them were blocked by the wooden boards on the carriage. Some arrows broke the sacks with a whiz, and some arrows glided past. They immediately cut the sacks on the vehicles and scattered the millet inside.

Although the task of the Han army is to escort grain and grass, who cares so much about life and death? One by one, the Han army quickly crouched under the carriage and changed planes from time to time.

With the carriage as an obstacle and barrier, Hu Qi and the Han Army did not fight each other, but shot at each other. For a moment, there was a torrent of arrows. In particular, a large number of Hu Qi ran back and forth from side to side, bowing and shooting. The places where there was no one in the vehicle array were already full of arrows. The body of the Han army fell down was even more unfortunate. One Han Army had an arrow in his throat, and his body had just fallen to the ground. The dense arrows like rain had covered him and filled him with arrows from head to toe.

After several rounds of shooting, although the Han army was protected by the vehicle array, the number of Hu Qi was far more than them. Therefore, with the dense rain of arrows covering the Han Army, nearly half of the Han Army's death and injuries were caused, fewer and fewer arrows were fired, and more and more people were injured.

Finally, with the roar of the horse's arrow, Han's arrow was more and more scarce.

"Bow down, attack!"

The saber fell heavily, cutting through the air and sending out the signal of attack.

Hearing Han Sui's order, nearly 3000 horsemen hung their bows on their backs and pulled their swords out of their scabbards. Rows of horsemen held rows of sabers in their hands.Kill!

The brave men on horseback charged forward. Some people held leather shields to shield their bows and arrows. Then they moved the carriage to one side, opening up a passage for the fellow soldiers behind them.

Wu CE, Marquis of the Han Army, stood up from the bottom of the carriage with red eyes.

"Close the bow, engage!"

The remaining Han Army, less than 100 men, threw their bows and arrows on the ground one after another, picked up the spear on one side, and pulled out the ring head sword on the waist.

Three thousand Hu rode on horseback and danced with swords to fight against the remaining Han army with less than 100 men. Some of the Han troops were knocked down by the horses, and their hooves were trampled on and their tendons were broken. Others were cut into a long and narrow wound on their bodies by the saber in Hu's hand and fell to the ground.

But the rest of the Han army was really tough. No one asked for mercy. They fought with all their might, stepping on the corpses of their comrades and inserting the ring head sword and spear into the enemy's body.

Wu CE, the Marquis of the army, was bathed in blood and was fighting with a spear in his hand. His palms were soaked with blood, and three horsemen had been killed on the spear tip. Although he is as brave as this, the crimson figure in his eyes is less and less.

"Kill!"

A stout horseman galloped his horse, and the long and narrow saber in his hand was cut off in the air. A blood line suddenly flew out of Wu CE's neck. He only felt that his sight became more and more blurred and his body became lighter and lighter.

Boom!

His majestic body suddenly fell to the ground, with the corpses of the Han Army and dense rain of arrows all over the place.

Han Sui jumped off the horse, slashed the sack on the carriage with a knife, reached out and took out a handful of millet, squeezed it hard, and then laughed.