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Chapter 147 Yu Fuluo: Is Qinshui also my burial place?
Even though Yu Fuluo guessed that Liu Bei was luring him into a trap, he couldn't help but be tempted.

He could vaguely hear the cries of livestock coming from the Han army's chariot formation, which made his eyes move slightly.

As long as we attack and scare the animals into panic, we can quickly win the battle and avoid any more trouble.

Yu Fuluo hesitated for a moment, his eyes showing determination. If he did not seize the opportunity to fight, he would be unworthy of the title of Chengligutu Chanyu.

Then he shouted loudly: "Send!"

The left and right men obeyed the order, blew the horn and attacked the Han army.

Upon hearing the command, the Hun cavalry pulled the reins and, under the leadership of the tribal chiefs and military officers, they quickly organized themselves into a line with longbows in hand.

The left chief Hu Yan took out a special whistling arrow and showed it to the tribesmen. Anyone who dared not to advance in the face of battle and who did not shoot all the arrows would be killed immediately.

Starting from Maodun, the Huns had a rule that wherever there was a whistling arrow, any of their subordinates who did not follow the whistling arrow would be killed by the Hun cavalry supervising the battle, no matter who they were or what their status was.

After organizing the army, the Huns lined up on horseback, drew their bows and arrows, and rushed towards the Han army with their horses' bellies. Thousands of people charged forward like an overwhelming force.

Seeing that the Huns had suddenly gathered together, Liu Bei guessed that the Huns were determined to take the bait, and saw that they were divided into six groups and rushed towards him.

Liu Bei immediately gave orders, urging the Wugang chariots to stay where they were and for the auxiliary soldiers to retreat along the line. They would first go up to the camp and block the gaps between the chariots with spears and shields, then shoot arrows from the camp onto crossbows and shoot rapidly from behind the chariots.

Let the auxiliary soldiers stop the livestock again with the baggage cart and tie it up.

"Boom, boom, boom..." The war drums sounded and the military flags waved, prompting all camps to cooperate quickly.

As the Huns got closer, the murderous atmosphere became more solemn.

Liu Bei stood on a high platform, observing the enemy's movements and giving orders to his soldiers. Dian Wei and Liu He each held a large shield and guarded him, using their shields to block stray arrows.

The soldiers were all veterans who had experienced many battles, and they did not panic at all when faced with thousands of cavalrymen rushing in like a flood.

It's not like they haven't killed cavalry before, and most of the Hu people are wearing leather armor, so they can't defend against crossbows when they get close. If you dare to charge into their gun and chariot formations, you're seeking your own death.

He just wanted to scare people with his imposing manner, and then shoot a rain of arrows to confuse them. Unfortunately, our soldiers are all wearing iron armor. If you have the guts, just rush to the front of the chariot and draw your bow.

The old soldiers of the Xiandeng Camp grinned, hoping that the Huns would rush to them so that the set up gun formation could be used, to prevent the Shengshe Camp from taking all the credit.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh..."

Seeing the Huns getting closer, Liu Bei waved his arm and the command flag followed suit. In an instant, the bows and crossbows in the camp were fired, and the sharp arrowheads flew into the air.

The Huns who were rushing over couldn't help but cry out in surprise when they saw the arrows falling like rain.

The Huns who were running in the front row were thrown off their horses, and a large area of ​​the Hanoi wilderness was cleared in an instant.

The rain of arrows came one after another, dense and fast. After each round of arrows was shot, a wailing sound would be heard on the plain in front of the Han army. There were at least hundreds of people hit by arrows.

Some of the Huns who were lucky enough to dodge the rain of arrows bent their bows and shot arrows in anger, but found that the arrows they shot were either blocked by the large shields or by the chariot formation.

He tried to move forward unwillingly, but was shot down from his horse and died with hatred in his heart by another round of volleys of crossbow fire from the Han army.

Under the crossbows and bows, the few armored Xiongnu people suddenly suffered a great loss. No obvious results were achieved in the six directions. They turned back in dismay. The Xiongnu nobles looked at the Great Khan, and Yufuluo said fiercely: "Try again."

The result was as expected. Hundreds of people were shot dead again, and the Huns retreated in panic.

Upon seeing this, Yu Fuluo whipped his beloved horse hard with his whip. The sleek, majestic and sturdy horse snorted and neighed incessantly.

The Xiongnu noble bowed and said, "Great Chanyu, it will be dark in an hour at most. We might as well retreat to a far place to prevent the Han army from attacking at night. We can send a large number of scouts to observe here. Once there is any movement, we can attack quickly."

Yu Fuluo turned his head to the west and saw that the sky was already dyed red. He couldn't help but sigh and was about to nod and agree to order a retreat.

But at this moment, the Wugang chariots suddenly separated, and the soldiers rushed out, forming large and small cone-shaped shield formations and advancing forward, with Liu Bei's large banner fluttering in the middle.

Drums and horns sounded in the battle formation, the soldiers were in high spirits, and their shouts of killing were like thunder that shook the earth and sky.

The rapid beating of drums put the Xiongnu Chanyu Yufuluo in a dilemma. Without chariots to block the way, the Han army would surely collapse under the encirclement of their tribesmen. As long as the Han army's formation could not be formed, they could be defeated on the river bank.

Yu Fuluo was about to say "retreat" but suddenly changed his mind and pointed with his whip excitedly, "The tribe and the Han people will have a decisive battle in this battle. If you can capture and kill Liu Bei and defeat the Han army, you can be appointed as the left and right commanders."

After giving the order, he smiled and said to the Xiongnu nobles beside him: "Yuan Shao wants Liu Xuande's head even in his dreams. I will send it to him, and Yuan Benchu ​​will definitely reward us handsomely."

However, less than half an hour later, Yu Fuluo was surprised to find that he had laughed too early. How come the Han army's advancing cone formation could change direction?
The Han people were helpless against attacks from all sides, but they were able to react quickly and rush to the rescue in the formation, and they were adept at such complex operations.

Yu Fuluo's heart skipped a beat, and he had a vague sense of foreboding.

Even without the Wugang chariots, it would be difficult for him to defeat this elite Han army in a short period of time.

Now the enemy took the initiative to attack, using infantry to attack cavalry.

He thought he had all the advantages, but he still couldn't defeat the enemy. A strong sense of uneasiness surged in his heart. Yu Fuluo felt that he had overlooked something in the Han army, but suddenly he couldn't remember it.

Until a hurried horn sounded from the rear, the Xiongnu scouts immediately reported in a panic: "Great Chanyu, the Han cavalry is coming from the rear of our tribe, the herdsmen and cattle and sheep have been scattered, and now they are rushing towards the royal court!"

Yu Fuluo suddenly felt dizzy and his chest heaving rapidly. Finally, he remembered that there were Han cavalry and Liu Bei had brought cavalry.

He could not help but roar with gnashing teeth: "Zhang Yang! You are ruining my important business!"

Damn Uncle Zhang Zhi, who kept emphasizing in his ear that Liu Xuande had captured cities one after another, his soldiers were extremely sharp, and he had hundreds of heavily armored infantry who were unstoppable. Even a volley of arrows from the cavalry would be useless, and he advised him to surrender to Liu Bei together.

If Zhang Yang had not misled him, why would he be so careless?

"Hurry up and take the six tribes to meet the enemy. We must not let the Han army rush here!" Yu Fuluo Qian shouted angrily and kicked him to the ground.

Then he gave anxious instructions to the soldier beside him.

Then he looked up and saw that the sky was about to darken, and looked at the surging river not far away, and Liu Bei's banner that was approaching step by step.

He knew that he could not escape at this moment. He had to either defeat the cavalry behind him or repel the infantry that was gradually reducing the space for the Xiongnu cavalry to maneuver.

Yu Fuluo thought sadly, "Could it be that the Qinshui River will also be my burial place?"

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