The soldiers who were completely in extreme madness no longer cherished their lives. Their lives were no longer worthwhile. What they saw in their eyes was no longer so important. It seemed that they were not alone, but a clump of grass, and the sword swept over and fell down immediately.

Life has never been as tough as it is on the battlefield. Survival is the only goal. The sword aims to put the other party to death, and in order to survive, even if you are covered in bruises, you still rush towards the enemy without hesitation, because stopping means death, let alone serving the country and making contributions.

Life has never been as short as it was on the battlefield. Death is a rare and ordinary thing. Maybe the young cavalry who had just raised their swords and shouted for charge were vivid and full of sharpness. In a moment, they were all different from their heads.

The war horse kept neighing and spinning around its dead owner. It also wanted to use its body temperature to awaken its owner, but all it left was tragic. If it died, it would be dead and would not be reborn.

That kind of drama,

Not a war...

Gongsun Ao led his subordinates to move forward bravely, biting Yelu Gutu's right person, trying to exchange his life for life and constantly weakening the enemy's vitality.

He was very grateful to Wei Qing because he transferred the opportunity to make meritorious service from Li Guang. He believed in himself and hoped that he could capture Yi Zhixie with his own hands in this battle, so as to Xixue's shame of leading troops to fight for many years and losing his meritorious service for many years.

This is Wei Qing's selfishness, but Gongsun Ao doesn't think so...

He rushed to the front of the Lord of the House, waved the big knife in his hand, and the light flashed by, taking the lifeblood of the Lord of the House of the House.

The Xiongnu people stretched out their spear, roared, and stabbed Gongsun Ao directly in the throat.

Gongsun Ao tried hard to block the weapons that were in power, chopped them head-on, and killed one of them back.

The Huns were obviously not superior in power, nor did they fight hard. They immediately took off Gongsun Ao's sword, turned their horse's head, and ran eastward.

Gongsun Ao hit the horse's belly with a sudden blow, and the war horse jumped and chased after dozens of feet away. His fighting spirit was in full swing. The Han army and the Xiongnu army were fighting were as if they were hit by a blow. They were shocked by the momentum of the two generals. In the chaos, they even dodged a way and let them pass.

Seeing that the horse's head was biting the enemy, he was waiting for a heavy blow. Unfortunately, when the Huns turned around in panic, they were stabbed by Cao Xiang, who was rushing towards him, and took the head. A stream of blood gushed out of his neck. The Huns' host immediately fell off their horses.

Cao Xiang didn't seem to value these things, nor did he care about military merits. Without hesitation, he threw the head in his hand to the guards behind Gongsun Ao, shouting: "It's time for him to suffer. He was met by his juniors, hahaha, he also killed his life for his seniors!"

Meeting soon, Cao Xiang, who participated in the war for the first time, didn't know many things on the battlefield. Seeing Gongsun Ao's face full of blood, he asked in surprise: "Senior, are you injured?"

Gongsun Ao touched his cheeks, and his hands suddenly turned bright red, and he laughed: "Where! Where! This is clearly the blood of the Huns. It is true that these animals eat beef and mutton, but look, they even exuded a smell of smell of smell."

As he said that, he pointed at Cao Xiang's neck again, grinned and said, "Don't mention me, look at you too! Each other! Each other! Hahaha!"

When Cao Xiang heard this, he touched his neck with his hands. Oh my God! It was also covered in blood.

The descendant of this founding prime minister Cao Shen was used to living a comfortable life in the capital on weekdays, and was very similar to the second generation ancestor. If he had not caused trouble, he would not even have the chance to go to war. It was not until this time that he realized that the ancestors had been fighting with Emperor Gao.

Gongsun Ao asked, "Major General... Have you ever seen Shanyu?"

Cao Xiang shook his head.

Gongsun Ao was a little disappointed and sighed, "Isn't he in the army?"

Looking up at the sky, the sun was already setting in the west. At this moment, it was probably time. After rushing, Yelu Gutu retreated more than twenty miles away after leaving nearly a thousand corpses.

The two of them had something in their mind and were about to discuss it, and then decided whether to continue pursuing. Suddenly, the messenger sent a commander to report that the general asked them to go quickly.

The two hurried to the military tent that Wei Qing had moved to the front line and stepped forward to report the battle situation.

After this battle, the Han army killed nearly a thousand Xiongnu captives and captured hundreds of war horses.

The only regret of the two was that they were unable to capture Yi Zhixie himself and even saw him.

Wei Qing pondered for a moment and told Gongsun Ao and Cao Xiang, "Although Yi Zhixie is reckless, he is also treacherous and cunning, and will not be helpless. He must have gone to Zhao Xin's military camp when he was encircled and intercepted by our army.

Now Gongsun He's army is now biting Zhao Xin, but Zhao Xin's troops have more troops than our army. At this time, the two sides are launching a tug-of-war, fighting very hard. Your current task is to temporarily give up pursuing Yelu Gutu, concentrate troops to encircle and annihilate Zhao Xin's troops, and strive to survive and capture the Shanyu..."

The people of the Xiongnu had no idea that when they surrounded the Han army led by Gongsun He, Wei Qing had already sent Gongsun Ao and Cao Xiang to surround the two wings and came to a counter-encirclement.

Gongsun He was very depressed.

In fact, he has always been familiar with Zhao Xin, but he did not expect that Zhao Xinjun's combat power was so tenacious.

The two sides fought until noon, and Gongsun Hejun gradually felt dissatisfied, so the formation began to become chaotic.

What puzzled him was that he had never seen Zhao Xin's shadow.

On the contrary, the people under his command became more and more brave as they were tired.

Only then did he realize that Zhao Xin, who was familiar with the Han and the Huns, was really difficult to deal with.

He hurriedly ordered his subordinate Sima to shrink his military formation and wanted to gather at the mound not far away, trying to defend the enemy with the high ground.

The exhausted Gongsun He urged his mount and rushed up a mound. He was about to gather troops to break through when he suddenly saw a big banner with the word "wei" written in the distance. His face immediately showed joy, and he raised his arms and shouted, "The general's reinforcements are coming, let's kill!"

He shouted, and rushed into the enemy formation first, rushed left and right, and the Hun cavalry fell one by one, and he fought a way out.

Until this time,

Gongsun Hecai and Zhao Xin met.

Zhao Xin stabbed a spear with a diagonal spear, and the Han soldiers were not his opponents. They fell down one after another, and were killed by him.

At this time, Zhao Xin and all the people gathered together in the flesh and blood. After everyone exchanged the situation of the war, they realized that Wei Qing had surrounded them.

Zhao Xinling's flag bearer inserted the flag into the high ground so that the soldiers could see its swaying from all directions.

Unexpectedly, the little flag bearer had just rushed to Gaogang when he was chopped down by the Han army who had caught up.
Chapter completed!