The grassland is not as expected, and can gallop everywhere. For example, this area is not far from the rich water area of ​​the Ruyuan area, the soil under the grassland is moist and soft, and there are some puddles that are shallow that are not as shallow as the horse's hooves. Ding Miao's cavalry must choose a dry and solid ground during the journey. If no abnormality has been found, their marching route will pass through the edge of this forest in an arc, as the Six Strategies says: "The big ravine is deep, the eclipse is eclipsed, and the eclipse is the extinction of the land."

The position chosen by the ambush of the Chiluo tribe is also very particular. It can attack the flanks of the Jin army horizontally, and at the same time use light cavalry to encircle from both sides of the left and right ends. Regarding this situation, it is also recorded in the Six Strategies. King Wu once asked Taigong: "Turn troops deep into the land of the princes, and suddenly encounters enemies. There are many martial arts and around me. My three armies are shocked. What should I do if I do? Taigong said: "That is called defeated soldiers. The good ones win, and the bad ones die."

The Dai County Army launched an attack overnight, intending to attack the Chiluo tribe and Puliru tribe with a sudden blow, but he did not expect that the Xianbei people would be local snakes and ghosts who had been entrenched on the grassland for decades. This surprise attack, which Lu Yao had high hopes, had already been unable to hide under the supervision of the Xianbei people, but instead put their own troops into danger. If they were not careful in dealing with it, the 8,000 Dai County Army troops could be said to be in danger. Such a situation is a critical moment to test whether the generals of the Dai County Army were good at using troops!

Fortunately, the general who led the front team was Ding Miao. He was able to seek profit and avoid harm on the battlefield with his keen intuition and made correct judgments in a timely manner. This alert instinct is like a gift from God, and often works before rational thinking. In the past, during the Jinyang War, Ding Miao was in Jiexiu City, in the command of the military rivers and the Xiongnu, and was born and died several times but was safe and sound. It was not just luck.

This time, the same was true. He waved his hand to stop the entire army, almost subconsciously. It was this action that made the ambush troops of the Chiluo tribe, who were nervous, attacked in advance, thus retaining the most basic room for reaction for the marching Jin army.

In the shadows made up of layers of trees, the Xianbei people's wild shouts and killing suddenly burst out. At the same time, a very familiar voice of Ding Miao drilled into his eardrums. The sound was sharp and loud, as if sharp awls rubbed against each other, and as if countless sharp blades were about to split the sky. Ding Miao suddenly shouted: "It's Mingdi! The Xianbei people are here! Get ready to fight!"

His roar was full of energy, but almost no one could hear the words in the second half. The whistle, as dense as raindrops, flew out of the fog, and each arrow carried a sharp sound that broke through the air, gathering into the "wow" monster soaring into the sky and pouring into everyone's mind!

The sky was not yet bright, and the surroundings were dark and the vision was very blurred. In such an environment, the lethality of the arrows was released to the maximum extent, which was the most deadly. Ding Miao did not care about others, turned his wrist and pulled out the iron halberd hanging on both sides of the saddle, and called arrows one after another.

But the iron halberd is so heavy that it is not completely covered. Moreover, his armor is distinctive, and he is obviously a leading general. Among the arrows he shot, dozens of them were coming to him. How could he block them all? After a jingling sound, Ding Miao felt a sharp pain in his right arm and left leg. Heavy arrows pierced the armor and penetrated his body deeply. The next moment, the black horse under his seat whined, bent his knees and fell to the ground, throwing him to the ground.

In the blink of an eye, another round of sharp arrows attacks, followed by the third round. More arrows passed by Ding Miao like locusts, and splashed into the squadron of cavalry behind him. The dense "puff" sound was endless, and screams and horse neighs followed, and the strong smell of blood filled the air like an eruption.

Ding Miao rolled a few times on the ground. He gasped violently and turned around to see the soldiers behind him. Just three waves of arrows caused more than a hundred casualties. What's even more terrifying is that facing a sudden threat, everyone used their habits to deal with it. Some of the soldiers rode their horses back and forth to avoid arrows, while others treated the dead war horses as shields, curled up behind them, and the entire team was in chaos!

"Don't panic! The whole team! Ding Yu, you turtle, are you? Let them do it!" Ding Miao cursed a few times, turned around and looked in the direction of the forest. The shouts of killing became louder and louder, and many faint figures suddenly appeared in the forest, more and more, becoming clearer, and finally formed a stream and rushed towards the direction of the Jin army. They were hundreds of Xianbei people! These barbarians were ragged and did not wear armor. They waved their strange weapons in their hands, running in crowds, roaring wildly, like a torrent surging forward, about to swallow and crush the Jin army.

According to the usual view of people at that time, Hu'er's bravery far exceeded that of Jin people; while Xianbei people were brave and warlike, and far from Hu'er. These Xianbei people grazed on the grassland all their lives, followed the instinct of the strong to survive, and fought and fought with each other without stopping. Occasionally, they were devastated by the cruel natural environment on the one hand, and were exploited by the chief Qu Shuai. They only felt that life was difficult and hard, and they had no desire to live, so they were naturally fearless. But their simple minds did not realize too much. As long as the chiefs gave a little order, they would concentrate their hatred on the enemy in front of them.

During the Jinyang War, Tuoba Yiyi helped 30,000 cavalry to kill the powerful Huns in a defeat. Ding Miao personally participated in many battles and witnessed how terrible these tough Xianbei people were. Even though his cavalry were all elites who had been on the battlefield at this moment, Ding Miao knew very well that the soldiers who had just been attacked by arrow rain would need time to reorganize the queue. If they were directly attacked by these group of Xianbei people, they would immediately face an unimaginable tragic defeat!

Ding Miao was surprised and furious, but he was not panicked by the sudden attack. The more dangerous the situation was, the more he was in the chaotic rain of guns and arrows, he was more fighting spirited.

Because he felt the danger in advance, the Jin army was still dozens of feet away from the forest. No matter how fierce the Xianbei people were, they had to run a hundred and eighty steps to kill them. He had already heard Ding Yu roaring in the queue behind him to cheer the soldiers and urging the injured soldiers to change horses. It was very good, and he moved quickly enough, he thought. But he was a little nervous at this time and had to block the Xianbei people for a while. The reorganized Jin cavalry could launch a counterattack against these enemy soldiers.

At the critical moment of the battle, victory or defeat depends on breathing and cannot be delayed. Ding Miao swung the iron halberd and cut off the two long arrows that were stuck on his body. With his movements, a large stream of blood overflowed from the wound, dyeing the nearby armor red.

"General Ding! Get on the horse!" Lu Jun was at the forefront of the entire army, but he was not injured at all in the rain of arrows. He was really lucky. He ran over at the right time, handed the stubborn rope of a war horse into Ding Miao's hands, and shouted: "We have to hold on for a while! If you can't hold on, it's over!"

This young horse thief was treated with Lu Yaoqing's eyes, and it was indeed a bit of a problem. Ding Miao was quite surprised by Lu Juan's judgment, but he was very disdainful of the clumsy words of the Xianbei boy. He thrust the horse on his back and waved the whip on his back and gave Lu Juan a ruthless move: "What can't you hold on? What nonsense is the bastard boy saying... Look at your Grandpa Ding's trap to defeat the enemy!"

He pulled the horse and circled it, and ordered firmly: "Follow me!" Then he grabbed the horse hard and rushed forward like lightning. In addition to being shot to death and seriously injured, there were more than ten people left. As long as these more than ten people could hold on, they followed Ding Miao and killed in the direction of the Xianbei people.
Chapter completed!