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Chapter 0713 The style of that sword(1/2)

 "Form up and prepare to meet the enemy!"

Feng Yong pulled out his handsome sword and shouted loudly, "General Ju has led his troops to surround them from behind. As long as we hold on for half an hour, none of them will be able to escape!"

"Wonderful victory! Wonderful victory!"

When the troops saw the fireworks earlier, they couldn't believe that the reinforcements had arrived. But now that the coach personally acknowledged it, they all shouted.

Another miracle coming from heaven?

Do you think I am illiterate like you?

Feng Yong thought of the conversation he had just had with Han Qiu, and couldn't help laughing again.

He felt that he should award himself a statuette.

As a self-cultivated actor, I should cooperate with you in the performance. I did not pretend to turn a blind eye, but regarded the story you made up as fact.

Anyway, I don’t believe a word the enemy says.

The whistle sounded, and the defense formation that originally focused on the north began to turn to the south.

Along with the whistle, there was also the whining of horns from the opposite side.

The Xianbei Jingqi, which had been motionless, began to run slightly.

Han Qiu sat firmly in the army and said to the leader of the begging tribe: "You must capture the opponent's camp before dawn tomorrow. Except for Feng Langjun, everyone else can be killed."

"If we cannot capture it before dawn tomorrow, you will be in danger of being annihilated."

Qifu Bu beat his chest hard: "Sir, please don't worry!"

After the leader left, the wolf slave asked: "Master, there are more than 2,000 Qiang and Hu people, and they have been besieging the camp for a long time, but they are still unable to break through the camp."

"It's only more than an hour before sunset. Judging from the performance of the soldiers on the opposite side last night, they are all elite soldiers who can fight at night. Do these thousand Xianbei Hu'er really break the camp?"

Han Qiu smiled calmly and explained: "Wolf slave, there are already exhausted troops on the opposite side. From morning to now, they have not even had a chance to light up the fire."

"They must be thirsty, hungry and tired now. I deliberately talked to Feng Langjun just to make them relax."

"If a person has a heart energy, he can hold it up. But as soon as he relaxes, the energy will be released. If you want to bring it up again, even if you have the intention, you will be powerless."

"Now we are just waiting for work, how can we be invincible?"

Hearing this, the wolf slave suddenly realized, "It turns out that the master's invitation to Feng Langjun for a talk was actually a strategy."

Han Qiu smiled proudly.

The impact of the Xianbei Jingqi is indeed very different from the previous Qiang Hu.

The weapons of the Qiang and Hu rebels were mixed, and the worst ones even had wooden weapons.

The Xianbei Jingqi were equipped with unified iron weapons. It seems that Cao Wei had given them assistance when they came from Liangzhou.

Even his own troops were considered semi-heavy infantry in this era, equipped with strong bows and crossbows, refined iron weapons, and the greatest possible protective armor.

But facing the Xianbei elite cavalry in a tight formation, they still felt pressure.

With just the second wave of charges, the hastily repaired perimeter of the camp was declared broken.

Feng Yong's expression remained unchanged and he stood motionless at the highest point of the camp.

Zhang Muzhi beside him was constantly looking around, as if looking for his own reinforcements.

The arrows shot by the Xianbei Jingqi on both sides of the camp have begun to fall not far from the center of the camp.

Seeing that the other side was once again compressed to the last ditch, Han Chou showed a smile on his face.

Unexpectedly, the eagle shooter standing behind him suddenly shouted, "Master, look!"

"What?"

Han Qiu followed the direction pointed by the eagle's hand, but saw nothing.

He knew that the Condor Shooter's eyes were very sharp and could always see places in advance that others could not see. He immediately asked: "What's there?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a line of black shadow appearing on the left side of the battlefield.

The shadow quickly expanded.

"It's the cavalry!"

The Condor Shooter looked far into the distance and quickly explained to Han Qiu, "It seems to be the Qiang Hu who left earlier."

The eagle shooter could not see clearly, but Feng Yong, who was holding a telescope, had already seen clearly: Liu Hun had already led his cavalry to drive the rebels fleeing north.

Apparently, he wanted to escort the rebels through the west side of the battlefield.

A smile appeared on Feng Yong's lips, and he signaled to Zhang Muzhi, "Set off fireworks to indicate our position. Let Liu Hun pay attention and don't let the defeated army take advantage of the chaos and rush into our camp."

Zhang Muzhi promised loudly, and happily took out the fireworks he had prepared, took out the huozhuzi and lit them.

The "chichi" fuse burned to the end and made no sound...

This is dumb.

Zhang Muzhi was so anxious that he was sweating profusely.

Fortunately, the consultant at the same time next to me quickly clicked on it again.

This time, Han Qiu saw a scene that he would never forget in his life.

A firework soared into the sky from Feng Yong's camp, and then exploded into a spark over the camp.

He stared blankly, his mouth wide open, unable to maintain his previous calm attitude.

"Master, there seems to be a vision coming from the sky above Feng Langjun's camp..."

The wolf slave said something panicked.

"Shu Zi is bullying me!"

Han Qiu's face suddenly turned red, and he slapped the wolf slave fiercely.

Recalling the conversation between the two parties, Feng Yong first looked confused and uncertain, and then looked uneasy as he was shocked by the vision coming from the sky. Han Qiu felt his chest was tight and panicked.

Then he remembered that he had frightened Feng Yong with the vision coming from the sky. At that moment, he became furious and cursed repeatedly: "Shu Zi! Shu Zi is cunning!"

Thinking of the two strange sparks in the air, one behind the other, Han Qiu had already understood: Feng Yong was using himself as bait, trying to surround and annihilate all his troops!

From hunter to prey, his identity changed so quickly that Han Qiu's teeth chattered.

The wolf slave was stunned for a moment. He still doesn't understand what happened.

Liu Hun, who saw the warning fireworks, quickly ordered Huo Yi to take a thousand new-style cavalry and prepare to go around to the front to protect Feng Junhou.

He personally led his men and continued to pursue the remaining defeated rebels unhurriedly.

The wolves in the prairie have a hunting method, which is to constantly put pressure on the prey, drive them towards their intended destination, and at the same time exhaust the prey's strength on the way.

The new cavalry can easily follow these rebels, while the servants are constantly roaring, left and right, constantly harassing them from both sides.

Rebels kept falling behind and being roped on.

The army of Hu people who were recruited from Longyou said that the hemp rope produced in Nanxiang is really useful!

"Master, there are those behind you too!"

The Condor Shooter exclaimed again.

Han Qiu quickly looked back and saw a group of infantry appearing behind them, with flags flying high, indicating their identity as Han troops.

"Impossible, how is it possible!"

Han Qiu stared with blood-red eyes and murmured, "The secret message carried by the messenger sent between them clearly stated that it would not arrive until tomorrow."

"Master, the situation is not right, we will send you away first."

The wolf slave persuaded anxiously.

"Go? Where to go?"

Han Qiu came back to his senses and said with a ferocious face: "All the miscellaneous people in the north have been driven back, and the road to the west has been cut off. Do you want to go east?"

If you want to return to Liangzhou, you must either go north or west.

At this time, Han troops appeared in these two directions, which means that they have been prepared for a long time.

There are high mountains to the south that are difficult to climb, and the only way to go is to the east.

The east is the territory of the Han people. What is the difference between going east and throwing yourself into a trap?

"Master, there are infantry at the rear, and we are elite cavalry. If we don't charge directly with all our strength, they may not be able to stop us!"

Wolf Slave suggested.

"I heard that Feng Yong's infantrymen have a battalion of evil spirits. Anyone who dares to stand in his way will be chopped into pieces and eaten."

Han Qiu's face was extremely gloomy, "Zhang He, the famous general of Wei, also broke his halberd with hatred in front of his infantry. Now they let the infantry cut off the rear, how do you know it's not a trap?"

The Xianbei leader ran over with a pale face: "Mr. Han, we are surrounded!"

"I know." Han Qiu's eyes were burning red with anger.

He looked at the leader, gritted his teeth and said, "The only way now is to let all the troops rush up and break through the opposite camp before the reinforcements on the opposite side have time to surround us."
To be continued...
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