Three Kingdoms: The ghost plotter taught Liu Bei to seize Jingzhou first

At this time, Huochuquan's heart was bleeding.

Forty thousand cavalrymen were killed by the Han army for no apparent reason.

These forty thousand knights were the young and strong men from the five tribes of the Xiongnu, and they gathered the essence of their Southern Xiongnu.

If these forty thousand people were lost, their Southern Xiongnu would never recover from this!

After Liu Bei invaded Hedong, if he divided his troops to attack Xihe County and attacked the five tribes, they would have no ability to resist.

They would be killed by the Han army.

At that time, it would be a disaster of genocide.

And all this came from the fact that he was lured by Cao Cao, underestimated the strength of the Han army, and used all his tribe's troops to come to 657 to fight Liu Bei without knowing his own strength.

"Cao Cao!"

"I shouldn't have been tempted by you!"

"Liu Bei is so strong that my 40,000 cavalrymen are gone."

"Cao Cao, it's all your fault~~"

Huchuquan screamed, full of resentment at this time.

"Great Chanyu, let's retreat."

"The annihilation of the army is a foregone conclusion. If we leave now, we can still save the life of the Great Chanyu."

"If we don't leave, all of us will die here."

Lou Fan, the Left Xian Wang, tried hard to persuade him.

Huchuquan's figure shuddered, and he suddenly realized it.

"That's right, I can't die!"

"If I die, our Great Xiongnu will really be finished."

"As long as I am alive, we still have a chance to make a comeback~~"

Huchuquan's thoughts raced, comforting himself in this way.

Then.

He hurriedly put away his collapsed mood and shouted hoarsely:

"Pass the order, the whole army will protect me to break through!"

Said.

Huchuquan rushed to the west with his guards, desperately killing.

Charging all the way.

The Han cavalry blocking the way were chopped down in groups.

Huchuquan and his guards were still quite capable.

The Han army in front of them was not enough to stop them.

It seemed that Huchuquan was about to break through.

At this time,

A team of white horse cavalrymen came in front of them like the wind, blocking their way.

White Horse Volunteers!

These were the White Horse Volunteers trained by Zhao Yun.

At this moment, this team of White Horse Volunteers, under the command of Deng Ai, rushed into the Huns with an unstoppable momentum.

In an instant.

Huchuquan's personal guards were killed and howled like ghosts and wolves, and they collapsed one after another.

Deng Ai charged forward, holding a big spear in his hand, dancing like the wind, madly harvesting the lives of the enemy.

The spear fell, the spear fell.

Countless Huns, like grass, were chopped to the ground by him and left behind.

"Huchuquan, where are you escaping!"

A loud shout rang out.

Huchuquan suddenly looked up and saw aA young general of the Han army rushed towards him like a god of war.

Huchuquan clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and suddenly exploded with anger.

A mere unknown Han general, a young boy, dared to ignore him.

You dared to look down on me, the great Khan of the Xiongnu!

You are looking for death.

"Boy, I want your dog life!"

Huchuquan roared, swung the long sword in his hand, and rushed towards Deng Ai.

The two riders stepped on the bloody road and collided with each other.

In an instant, the two pairs collided.

Deng Ai's spear, with the momentum of the collapse of the sky and the crack of the earth, stabbed at Huochuquan with great force.

Before the spear tip arrived, the mighty force like a mountain pressing down on the top of the head pressed Huochuquan to the point that he could not breathe.

"This kid is so powerful?"

Huchuquan's expression suddenly changed.