On the first day of the December 1st year of Guangxi (306 AD), dawn.

The bridge.

This place is located in the territory of Nie County, northwest of Shangdang County, where the remaining veins of Bingzhou mountains such as Yeli Mountain and Hujia Mountain are located. The Qingzhang River originates from the mountains and draws an arc from north to west on a slightly gentle terrain, and then turns eastward. The river channel is open here and a large tidal flat spreads to the east bank. Under the dense cloudy sky, the withered yellow reeds that are about to be tall can see the edges at a glance, forming a natural protection for the flanks of both armies.

A small plain was vacated between the reeds on the mudflats and between the cliffs and the remaining veins of Hujia Mountain. This is the battlefield chosen by both sides.

While the lazy sun was still wandering on the horizon, three thousand Jin soldiers were already standing here. Some of them were defeated soldiers a few months ago, and some were new soldiers who had just joined the army. They were incomplete armor and weapons. Although they tried their best to line up the team, the occasional chaos exposed the inner tension of many soldiers. They were facing the Huns who were as good as wolves and tigers so quickly, and many soldiers were not prepared.

However, Liu Kun did not seem to care about the upcoming battle at all. Today, he was wearing a luxurious brocade robe outside his armor and stood in the central army. He controlled the horse with one hand and leisurely tapped the saddle with a horse whip, and occasionally glanced at the loose Xiongnu army formation opposite.

At the same time, the Hun general Liu Jing was also looking at the Jin people's military formation. After a while, he pivoted his horse anxiously, waved his whip on several lazy soldiers, and scolded viciously: "You little bastards, quickly put the bow on the strings! Hold the scimitar firmly! Who dares not work hard in a while? I will chop him alive!"

There was no soldier in the distance who replied loudly: "We are afraid of the army of Jin people. They are even more cowardly than sheep when fighting. We only need to use the strength to catch sheep to deal with them!" The soldiers burst into laughter.

Liu Jing deliberately cursed a few words in a rough voice, and then stopped caring about them. He was in a very bad mood this year. He only felt comfortable and comfortable when he cursed unscrupulously among the soldiers.

Over the years, he made great achievements in the fight against the great Shanyu. When the Shanyu officially launched an army to rebel against Jin, he was named the general of the destruction of Jin, and he was the top general outside the Shanyu relatives, with no one in line with his honor and favor. However, all this changed after early summer last year. The battle to attack the Jin court went smoothly, conquering Liyang, Yanjin and other places. There were about tens of thousands of Jin men, women, young and old, and countless numbers were counted. If there were tens of thousands of animals, it would be fine. If there were tens of thousands of people following like this, how could they fight? Liu Jing couldn't bear it and simply led people to push all these prisoners into the rolling Yellow River. The ancestors often did this on the grassland. After defeating other tribes, the tribes were all killed. Liu Jing felt that he was really happy.

Unexpectedly, after learning about this, the Great Shanyu was furious and immediately sent an envoy to rebuke Liu Jing, saying: The Great Shanyu was only a member of the Sima family; how could ordinary people be harmed if they were innocent?

Liu Jing couldn't even figure it out. What does this mean? Isn't the emperor of the Jin people the surname Sima? If he didn't kill all the Jin people, how can he destroy the emperor of the surname Sima? The career of the Great Shanyu became more and more prosperous, but his thoughts became more and more strange. Perhaps it was because the Great Shanyu lived in the capital of the Jin people for too long when he was young and learned too many strange principles of the Han people.

From then on, Liu Jing never got the opportunity to lead troops alone. This time, the Great Shanyu led his troops directly to Hedong and ordered Liu Jing to lead troops composed of various Hu to stay in Zhucheng, Jinzhong. Liu Jing didn't know how depressed he was.

When he learned that the Han army was invading, he seemed to be as excited as if he had smelled the bloody beast, and rushed to gather people scattered everywhere. However, the teams scattered in many cities and villages were not so easy to gather. Although Liu Jing rushed on the road in a hurry, he still arrived three days later than expected. It was during these three days that the enemies he faced changed from a group of mobs to a large army.

"Uncle!" A sharp voice sounded in my ears, and a young warrior urged his horse to come to Liu Jing: "The official from the Jin people opposite was so conspicuously dressed on the battlefield. Is he stupid? Send me as the first formation, watch me strait the enemy and kill that guy with one knife!"

This young man is Liu Jing's nephew Mi Qi, who has always been loved by Liu Jing. He is like the Huns who ran on the grasslands in the Maodun Chanyu era. He is fierce and killing and full of vitality. Unlike the Hun officials surrounding the Great Chanyu today, they are all as cowardly as the Han people.

Liu Jing looked at the army formation of the Jin people opposite. The Jin army general with distinctive armor was wearing a plain-colored banner with a large flag with the word "Liu". Liu Jing rubbed his wide chin with a hard beard. After thinking about it, he didn't remember who was surnamed Liu among the Jin generals in Bingzhou. He hesitated for a moment and ordered: "Miqi, take three hundred light cavalry to rush forward! If the enemy formation is shaken, I will immediately lead the army to cover the killing. If the enemy formation does not move, you will surround the flank and shoot arrows, and I will take you."

Mi Qi replied loudly: "Abide by the order!" As the sharp bone flute sounded, three hundred Hun cavalry immediately rushed out with him.

After the Hu tribes moved inward, almost all of them transformed from pure nomadic peoples into semi-nomadic peoples who were farming and pastoral. Therefore, except for less than a thousand Hun cavalry, the rest of this army were infantrymen. If Liu Jing had not been confident in his nephew's bravery, he would not have easily handed over more than 30% of the elite cavalry in the entire army to him.

The two armies were only a few hundred steps apart. The Hun cavalry rode their horses and rushed over more than half of the way. They shouted and waving heavy weapons such as hammers and big swords, and their momentum was terrifying. Based on other experiences, most of the Jin army would flee in panic at this time, and the Hun cavalry rushed in just in time.

But the Jin army in front of me was different from ordinary people! Their fronts had not wavered at all. As the commands sounded, hundreds of high-mounted spears were laid flat, and the shining sharp edges were stacked layer by layer, and the entire front suddenly became like a hedgehog.

Mi Qi sneered. Even the well-trained Jin army would never be the opponent of the elite Xiongnu. He had defeated such a dense formation of infantry. He was a warrior who had been through many battles and had carefully observed the terrain of the battlefield before leading the team to charge. On the right side of the Jin army was a rugged slope, connected to the broad reed marsh on the right. This was a good terrain for infantry to fight against the cavalry, but it was not conducive to the cavalry's running. Therefore, he shouted and turned the cavalry to the left and advanced in a direction parallel to the Jin army's front.

A little slowed down the speed of the horse galloping, Mi Qi reached out and took off the long-slit horn bow on his back. At this time, the three hundred cavalrymen set their bows and arrows almost at the same time. This was the rushing technique that the Huns rely on to traverse the grasslands of thousands of miles! At this distance, such a Hun master archer could almost hit every shot, and the spear and infantry of the Jin army were just targets.

Mi Qi had already set his sights on the Jin people's high-ranking official surrounded by many soldiers. He was about to draw the bow when he suddenly exclaimed.

On the left side of the Jin army camp, in front of the Xiongnu cavalry that slowed down. The Jin infantry separated to the sides like waves. A bunch of cavalry suddenly appeared like a ferocious beast. They were wearing heavy armor, covered with iron armor, holding six feet of spears, and collided directly into the Xiongnu cavalry team amid the sound of horse hooves like thunder!

This team of heavy cavalry must have been hiding carefully behind the overlapping flags. Before they came out, no one of the Huns noticed it. Mi Qie, who was rushing to the front of the team, felt that it was dark in front of him, and his vision was completely occupied by the iron armored cavalry.

The Xiongnu used light cavalry to attack the Jin people's infantry, and they were just the old tricks of the grassland nations and the central dynasty army for thousands of years. The Jin people used the tricks to defeat the Xiongnu's light cavalry with heavy cavalry!

As a result, the Huns immediately fell into a passive position. The Xi people who rushed to the front did not even have time to exclaim, but were already knocked off the horse by the galloping Jin army cavalry and immediately stepped into meat mud.

After all, Mi Qi was an extremely elite Hun warrior. Although he was in adversity, he still fought hard. He raised his hand and shot an arrow, hitting the face of a Jin cavalry. At the same time, dozens of Huns who reacted faster also shot arrows one after another, but they were not as accurate as Mi Qi, and most of the arrows were bounced away directly by the thick armor.

The two cavalry hedged, how fast was the speed of getting the enemy? The Jin people were approaching in an instant. Many Hu people were unable to even take out their melee weapons until the two groups of people were intertwined.

Before Mi Qie could get the knife, several long spears were thrust straight in the wind. Mi Qie roared and threw the horn bow at the surface. Then he wrapped his hands in the neck and flew under the horse's belly. How fast the two cavalry were heaving? As Mi Qie fell, the Jin cavalry flew past him and continued to rush forward.

In the blink of an eye, Mi Qi rubbed his body and passed under the horse's belly, and sat on the horse's back from the other side of the horse. This series of movements was purely based on the power of his arms and waist and abdomen, as flexible as an ape, and anyone who saw it would have to drink a loud sound. With his backhand, there was a cold light in his palm. In the blink of an eye, he determined an extremely fierce sword-holding cavalry of Jin army and urged the horse to rush over.

The one who swung the sword to kill all directions was Wang Xiu. The saber cutter in his palm weighed more than 40 kilograms. Every time he used a knife, a Hun would be slapping off the horse. Seeing Mi Qi rushing towards him, Wang Xiu slashed his sword. Unexpectedly, with a "clang" sound, the large horse-cutting sword made of fine steel in Wang Xiu's hand was cut off from it like tofu. A short sword with a cold light appeared in the palm of the Huns on the opposite side, and he grabbed Wang Xiu's chest without delay!

Seeing that the sharp blade was only a few inches away from Wang Xiu, a ferocious smile appeared on the corner of Mi Qi's mouth. Unexpectedly, a gust of wind suddenly broke out in his ear. It was obvious that someone used a long weapon to stab him! Mi Qi did not care about killing Wang Xiu, and turned around to block it. The knife in his hand seemed short, but it was a top-grade treasure knife blade selected from countless spoils, which was enough to cut iron like mud. I expected that weapons such as guns, spears, and long halberds would be cut off by one knife.

Unexpectedly, the spear turned out to be alive, changing several angles in an instant to avoid Mi Qi's dancing blade, and the spear head hit his chest hard. The spear move was light and sharp, but the power contained was surprisingly great. Even with the roar of the horse's hooves treading on the ground, the crackling sound was still clear and evident. I don't know how many sternums of Mi Qi's broken were suddenly squirting blood and falling backwards.

Lu Yao is naturally the one who can make the spear so flexible and changeable. His family-born gun technique is indeed an unpredictable opportunity. He used the spear to open it, and seven or eight Hu people were killed in a moment. The fallen Hu people were actually the first to force him to change his tricks. Lu Yao glanced at Mi Qie who fell to the ground, and saw that his fur hat was decorated with white feathers, which should be a famous figure known for his courage; however, under the impact of the heavy armored cavalry group, there was only one dead end.

Wang Xiu knew that he had fought back at the Gate of Ghost, and only shouted: "Daoming! Thank you for saving your life!"

Lu Yao had no time to pay attention and continued to push his spear to attack.

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