That night, dark clouds covered the moon, and no fingers were seen. The moment before dawn in late autumn was always particularly long, the cool autumn wind. As the saying goes, "The moon is dark and the murderous night, the wind is high and the fire is setting the sky", 50,000 soldiers from the Great Zhou are sharpening their knives and rushing towards cattle and sheep.

The camp not far away... cannot be said to be a camp. It is just a camp. It is stationed together by tens of thousands of tents. The road between the tent is very narrow and messy. There are no camp walls, trenches and horse-rejecting horses outside.

"General, what's going on?" Jia Lian asked deliberately lowered his voice.

Niu Jin looked at the Hun camps in the distance, which were still a comfortable atmosphere, and explained disdainfully.

Since ancient times, the Han people will definitely set up camps when fighting. Even if they do not dig trenches or arrange horses, they will definitely put fences around the camp to resist the enemy's attacks. The Huns have never had this habit. They only use cattle, sheep and horses to snatch the Han people from the fences, and have always ridiculed the Han people's camps as sheep pens. The Han people are timid and incompetent, so they must live in the sheep pens. The Huns are wolves on the grassland and they disdain to live in the sheep pens. As long as there is a tent, it is the camp and it is their rest.

The 50,000 cavalry was too loud. Five miles away from the Huns, Niu Jin ordered the entire army to dismount, wrapped the horse's hooves in thick cloth, and quietly touched the vicinity of the Huns.

Looking at the Huns' dense tents and the fires that were inextinguishable from light and darkness, Niu Jin's face showed a hideous smile.

Jia Lian turned over the horse excitedly, his eyes were bright, but he had a strange calmness and ferocity, and he leaned over and waited for the order.

Niu Jin was stationed at the border when he was young. He had seen wolves rising up and going out to hunt, and had also personally tried to be surrounded by the hungry wolves. He only felt that Jia Lian's expression was very similar to a little wolf who had participated in hunting for the first time, but he was excited but also had a natural coldness that was unique to a hunter.

He turned his face away, stared at the Hun camp in the distance with bright eyes, and his thick lips and big mouth spread a bloody smile.

Niu Jin shouted, "The Hun thief is right in front of you! The whole army rushed up with this general! Kill them a piece of armor! Kill them!!!"

"Kill!!!" Fifty thousand cavalry waved their weapons and rode their horses to the Huns' camp.

The Hun camp without fences was like a flock of sheep without the protection of its owner, and was rushed in by ferocious wolves to eat a meal without any resistance.

Jia Lian raised his arms and shouted, "Brothers! Come with me to kill!!" He took the lead, and two hundred iron cavalry followed closely behind him, killing wildly like desperately. He waved the Fire Dragon Liquan and stabbed several Xiongnu Rangers responsible for watching the whistle. The Fire Dragon Liquan in his hand flew up and down, and blood stained the battle robe. The dark armor merged with the night color, and the pheasant tail with hair on his head fluttered in the wind. Anyone who saw it had to raise his thumbs up and praise a heroic young general. But for those Xiongnu who were confused by the raid of the Great Zhou cavalry, this Zhou general was like a devil.

Ran Feng followed his military marquis. When he saw blood, he was as if he had seen a beautiful woman without clothes. He screamed in excitement. The 10-meter-long Fangtian Painting Hydrograph mixed with the dark light of black true energy. It was unstoppable and cut off the heads of several Hun soldiers in an instant. Chi Cang was more gorgeous, with an air attached to the sword. The blue sword light flashed, and the Huns died indecisively after a little scarlet appeared on the throat.

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!!"

"It's the cavalry of the Zhou people! Get the weapons!!"

"Where is the horse? Where is my horse?"

The attack happened too suddenly, and the Hun soldiers did not react at all. Many Hun soldiers even did not realize that the crisis had arrived and were still sleeping soundly in their tents.

Gao Aduo, who was sleeping, heard the sound of fighting, quickly turned over, took the mace, and drilled out of the tent. At this time, the Huns camp was filled with fire and shouting for killing. Many Huns' war horses ran around in a panic. Countless Huns soldiers looked at the Zhou cavalry in a daze, and some Huns were frightened by the sudden attack.

His army was the elite of the Huns. He should not panic when encountering problems and respond calmly. All of them became this kind of virtue. Gao Aduo was angry and waved the mace with many sharp iron nails and smashed it hard on the head of a fleeing Hun soldier next to him. His head became a mess.

"Go back! Kill the Zhou people for me!"

Gao Aduo ordered loudly.

With him in charge, the initial panic of the Hun soldiers slowly subsided and calmed down.

The advantage of cavalry lies in mobility and impact. As long as the speed is increased, cavalry is a nightmare for infantry branches. Even if they are Hun cavalry without war horses, they have to drink a pot under the charge of horse-drawn cavalry.

"Idiots! A bunch of idiots! Get on the horse! Get on the horse quickly!!" Gao Aduo roared with regret after smashing the heads of the two Great Zhou cavalry again.

Without Gao Aduo's order, many Hun soldiers who had just left the tent saw that the situation outside was so chaotic, they automatically and consciously found their closest friends, war horses, and gathered together in groups to form a formation to counterattack the Zhou Dynasty cavalry.

Yu Fengtu, Jia Lian held his legs and rushed to a Xiongnu cavalry who had just gotten on his horse.

The soul-breaking thorn, in the blink of an eye, the agave-tongued gun pierced the throat of the Hun cavalry and killed the enemy with one blow.

Seeing that the Hun cavalry began to gather and stood firm, Jia Lian raised the fire dragon Liquan, "Brothers! I am invincible!!"

"I am invincible!!!" The cavalrymen of the Great Zhou behind them all shouted frantically.

After a closer look, there were far more than 200 soldiers behind Jia Lian, with a total of 200 people. However, because Jia Lian was strong and had amazing force, he rushed left and right on the battlefield, causing other teams to follow behind unconsciously.

On the battlefield, the ability of the general is the spiritual pillar of everyone.

The other gathered Xiongnu brigades naturally noticed these thousands of Zhou cavalry with strong morale.

A Hun man dressed in a ten thousand men in the Huns shouted: "I am the ten thousand men in the commander of King Zuoguli of the Great Huns, Ali Gog, the Zhou people will sign up!" The most powerful warrior of the Huns. Although Jia Lian killed many of their tribe members, it did not hinder their respect for Jia Lian.

"I am Jia Lian, the Marquis of the Great Zhou Army! Who dares to fight to the death with me?!" Jia Lian said proudly.

"Hmph! Let grandpa teach you a little brat a lesson!" Ali Geng was furious and took the knife and got on.

The strong Huns were respected and their status was judged by force. Ali Geng was not a good person to be able to sit in the position of the leader of the ten thousand men. He saw that his big sword, which was as fast as lightning, was blocked by Jia Lian with a gun and the handle block, and the two of them passed by.

Jia Lian's arm trembled slightly, and he thought to himself: "The Huns are pretty good." He didn't even write down Ali Goun's name.

Ali Geng's strength was ranked among the top three in the tribe. He thought that his strength could be ranked among the top ten among the people in the world, but he was almost hit by Jia Lian's countershock force. The big knife in his hand was a little unsteady, his palms were numb, and his heart was full of horror.

"How could the weak Zhou people have such a natural divine guy!?" He couldn't believe it at all. He also saw many Zhou people. Every time, some Zhou people's caravans came to their tribe with weapons, food, tea and other things to exchange horses, cattle and sheep. The Zhou people's guards in the caravan who had extraordinary force were not his enemies, let alone compete for strength.

Although Jia Lian was also very interested in this powerful Hun, he was responsible for his brothers. Once the cavalry stopped, they would lose their greatest advantage and could only be slaughtered. Therefore, when Jia Lian turned around, he planned to kill the captain of the Huns with one blow, and then continued to lead the brothers to charge.

The sound of horse hooves running at night sounded again. When Jia Lian and Ali were about to meet again, he suddenly shouted: "The Huns will die!"

With a roar, its roar was like a tiger, which made Ali rolling ears buzz, his eyes turned black, and then his throat cooled, and he fell to the ground with a crackling sound.

However, Jia Lian took advantage of his loss of consciousness and pierced his throat through the fire dragon Liquan in his hand and directly killed the Xiongnu general who had been forgiven for his military achievements.

"Captain of ten thousand men!!"

"Get out of Ali!!"

The troops under Ali's goblins and other Huns who noticed this scene couldn't help but shout out in grief.

"Kill! Kill this Zhou man to avenge the ten thousand men!!!" After coming back to his senses, the Hun cavalry were in anger and raised their weapons and rushed towards Jia Lian hysterically.

"Ha! Fighting in all directions!" Jia Lian chuckled, his true energy burst out, and the red fire dragon Liquan turned into a ball of fireworks, and those who were close to him were directly blown away one by one.

"Ahhh--" The injured Hun soldiers screamed like pig-killing. Among them, an unlucky Hun soldier was even more slashed by Jia Lian's fire dragon spear full of true energy. The sharp pierced through the eyebrows, and the red and white objects in the head exploded all over the ground like flowers.

Has the Hun soldiers ever seen such a brave general of the Zhou Dynasty? In amazement, they dodged Jia Lian's gun. As the tip of the tip of Jia Lian's horse, a vacuum appeared in front of Jia Lian's horse.

"Who dares to fight to the death with someone!" Jia Lian's body also splashed a lot of blood, but the smell of blood only made him kill even more. He used the true energy in his body to shout without hesitation, and launched a contemptuous challenge to the Huns.

"The military marquis is mighty! The military marquis is mighty!!"

"The military marquis is mighty! The military marquis is mighty!!"

"The military marquis is mighty! The military marquis is mighty!!"

Thousands of cavalrymen who followed Jia Lian to see everything going on, shouting loudly, and their morale was greatly boosted.

"The Marquis of Military Martial Arts!!!" Ran Feng was so excited that he couldn't help but let out his hand three points, but a Hun Qianmao was able to take advantage of the opportunity to chop off the war horse under him. The war horse hurt and threw the master to the ground. The nearby Hun cavalry also saw that the Zhou people who killed many of their own soldiers had been disliked for a long time. At this time, he had the opportunity to take advantage of the situation and could not quickly get out of the way!? At this time, a dozen weapons were greeted by Ran Feng, and no matter how sharp his Fang Tian Hua Ji was, he vowed to leave his life here!!

My life is over! Ran Feng closed his eyes in despair. He never thought that he would die before he could fulfill his ambitions. His sister in his hometown asked him to earn a dowry, and to see a good sister-in-law, and to wait for him to send her to marry in a glorious manner!

Just as Ran Feng closed his eyes and waited for death, a long red spear passed by like lightning. Ran Feng only heard the screams of the Huns in his ears. His body lightened, but Jia Lian threw it onto an unmanned Hun war horse next to him. Ran Feng, who was falsely shocked in front of the Ghost Gate, did not make a sound, but continued to wield his halberd and chopped the head of a Hun soldier and helmet halfway, and rode his horse to protect Jia Lian. Chi Cang also came with the seven-star sword in his hand, and the two followed Jia Lian to fight in the Xiongnu formation.

Jia Lian led the way, like a snowball, and almost tens of thousands of cavalry rushed left and right, dividing the Huns who were barely assembled into a formation into a scattered group of Xiongnu people and each of them was in power. The Great Zhou had a large number of troops, and they were harvesting the lives of Xiongnu soldiers as if they were harvesting straw. Once the Huns were killed and scattered and trapped in the Zhou army, it was hard to be fortunate.

Gao Aduo was protected by more than a hundred loyal guards, staring at Jia Lian's unstoppable figure. He had been fighting for many years, and he could see clearly the situation on the battlefield at this time, and he wanted to smash the bad guy who had ruined his big deal.

Jia Lian looked gentle and thin compared to the other five big and thick military men, but now he was more like the incarnation of the God of Killing. The blood still had residual heat stained the battle robe, and even the dark armor was wrapped in a lot of blood and flesh. The long pheasant tail on his head was still waving in the wind. The whole body was snow-white and covered with invisible pieces of Benxia has now turned into a blood-red war horse, which was the result of the blood of the Huns.

The Great Zhou army and force brought too much shock to the unprepared Huns! These Zhou people who they always thought were weak and incompetent were actually so fierce! Especially the young general who was not as weak as the youngest! It was like a god of killing reincarnation!!

In the darkness, under my eyes, the mountains and fields were filled with Zhou people. The Hun soldiers beside him had either died in battle or were surrounded and killed by several Zhou people. They looked at the storm of fire, and the tents and food of the army were burned by the fire.

"Escape... Escape!" With the first Huns retreating, panic began to spread.

"Escape! Escape!"

Then there was a second and a third Huns retreated.

"Get out! Get out of here! Don't block my way!"

A desperate Hun soldier looked at his comrade in front of him who was blocking his way and raised the butcher knife in his hand. So what about his own people? You will die better than me!

"Kill! Kill!!!"

"Go to die!!"

"Get out of here!"

"Don't stop me from going home! Die!"

With the first demonstration of the Hun soldiers taking swords, the other Hun soldiers raised their weapons and chopped them towards their comrades beside them.

Raid, chaos, and killing officially unfolded in this dark night before dawn, and blood and fire flooded the entire camp.

The Huns were crazy, all of them were crazy.

"Blasting... the camp is blowing! The camp is blowing!!! King Zuo Guli retreats! Let's retreat quickly!!" Gao Aduo's personal guard said in panic.

After Gao Aduo killed another Zhou cavalry, he hung his hand holding the mace weakly.

"How could this happen? How could this happen?" he murmured.

"King Zuo Guli!" Everyone asked nervously. The Huns are of strict rank. It is a great honor to be the personal guards of Zuo Guli, but if something happens to Gao Aduo, their families will not have any good ending.

Looking at the scene where the Huns were defeated and the soldiers were ashamed, Gao Aduo looked unconscious and murmured: "Thirty thousand cavalry... I defeated 30,000 cavalry... How should I explain to the Right King... What else do I have to meet the Right King!!!" At the end of his speech, his voice roared even more.

"King Zuo Guli! In the words of those Zhou people, if there is firewood, you are not afraid of burning!" said the chief guard.

"Free firewood? Yes! I still have firewood to burn!" As soon as I mentioned firewood, Gao Aduo's eyes lit up, as if he was remembering something.

He raised his energy again, "Run! I will break through twenty miles away with me! We still have firewood!!!"

"Yes!" More than a hundred personal guards on both sides rushed out eastwards, protecting Gao Aduo.

"That big guy... it's him!" Jia Lianrui looked at him and found the whereabouts of Gao Aduo and others.

"Brothers! King Gao Aduo of Zuo Guli is there! Come with me! Capture Gao Aduo alive!!"

"Capture Gao Aduo alive!" The shouts of killing like sky make people excited.

He was fighting on the side... No, it should be said that he was messing around and smashing the Huns to play Niu Jin, who saw Jia Lian actually led people to chase Gao Aduo, and hurriedly shouted: "What a young man! Jia Lian!! Stop chasing him!!!"

However, Jia Lian had already led his men and horses to run away, and there were sounds of killing on the battlefield, even if the sound of a bull and a bell was like a loud bell, he could not speak.

Niu Jin was anxious and had to ride a horse to catch up.
Chapter completed!