Seeing that the first cavalry was about to step into the horse pit, Liu Deng shouted, and the soldiers who had been prepared immediately cut the rope.
"Boom - boom - boom"
Countless boulders fell from the sky, directly killing a large number of cavalry, and completely blocking the way to escape.
At this moment, Tibur's intestines were filled with regret, but there is no regret medicine in this world, and it was too late to regret.
The war horses were frightened and ran forward crazily, but then, those at the front of the team immediately discovered that they could actually fly...
How could something like a horse stumble happen to so many people? Tibul's heart suddenly became cold.
"Three-stage shooting, ready!"
"Team 1, shoot! Team 2, prepare!"
Listening to the mechanical sounds coming from the cliffs on both sides, the soldiers below were still a little overwhelmed. They rushed forward crazily, but no matter what, the ground in front of them was full of fallen horses.
In the entire long and narrow valley, people are crowded and crowded, so how can the power of the cavalry be exerted.
Just when they were panicking, arrows rained down from the sky.
Crossbows are inherently powerful, and the enemies are so dense. The Han army is now condescending, and there is no need to aim at all. From the mountain wall down, the distance is less than 50 steps. As long as they are hit by crossbow arrows, they will all be killed, including men and horses. together.
Just one round of arrow rain caused heavy casualties to the Huns, and the valley was filled with screams.
Tibur's soldiers quickly pulled out their shields and desperately broke through the crowd to reach Tibur's side, using their shields to help him resist the rain of arrows that kept falling.
"Hahahaha, give these big guys a taste!"
Seeing these Huns crying for their fathers and screaming for their mothers, Liu Deng's heart was filled with the pleasure of revenge, and he laughed wildly and ordered some big guys to be brought to them.
"Hi--"
Li Guang laughed wildly and put down the bow and arrow in his hand, pushed away a few soldiers beside him, and after finishing his horse stance, he pushed a boulder weighing a thousand kilograms directly in the direction of Tibul. .
"ah--"
After a scream, most of the soldiers around Tibul were smashed into pulp. Fortunately, at the critical moment, a few loyal guards pushed him aside, and this was able to barely save his life. .
But now, he is still hanging on for a breath, and a full 30,000 of his 40,000-strong army are trapped in the valley.
"Get out, get out!"
Forced to the critical moment of life and death, Tibur roared hysterically. At this time, the only way to survive was to rush out.
"Want to run? Raise the trip rope for me!"
In order to complete this ambush, Liu Deng and his soldiers had been preparing here for a whole day. How could he leave a loophole for them to escape?
Those iron wires customized by Liu Deng have now become deadly weapons.
Tighten the iron wires from the cliffs on both sides. The iron wires that had been fixed under the ground directly became a ready-made tripping rope.
Their dark color is very inconspicuous in the dark night, but now, these inconspicuous little things have become the nightmare of the cavalry.
There are horse pits all over the ground, and many of them have wooden thorns buried in them. Whether it is a human or a horse, you can imagine what will happen if you step on them.
The valley road less than five miles long has completely become a Shura field for the Huns. The air is full of the smell of blood. The continuous arrows of the Han army are like rain, which has become a nightmare for the Huns.
"God of longevity! Are you abandoning the descendants of the Great Huns?"
Tibur finally despaired. The Huns' cavalry were all light cavalry. They only wore simple leather armor, and when equipped, they would have a small wooden shield.
But this thing had no big effect against the powerful crossbows of the Han army. Except for his soldiers who had iron shields, many of them didn't even have wooden shields at all.
This was a crushing battle in terms of equipment. The Han army occupied the advantageous location and mercilessly slaughtered the Xiongnu soldiers.
Hearing the screams coming from the valley, the soldiers outside the valley suddenly became confused.
Yi Zhixie's back was covered with cold sweat. If he hadn't listened to Zhong Xing's advice just now, he would be the one waiting to die in the valley right now.
"No one is allowed to run! Move these rocks away from me, hurry up!"
At the critical moment, Yi Zhi rushed up with red eyes and chopped down a defeated soldier who was about to escape. Regardless of the blood splattered all over his body, he roared and pointed the tip of his knife at the soldiers.
The guards behind him immediately followed, with their swords unsheathed and arrows cocked. Under the threat of King Zuoguli, the defeated soldiers finally calmed down and began to continuously try to remove the stones blocking the road.
"King Zuogu Li, we have to turn around and go back, you can't save them!"
I don't know when, Bank of China quietly touched Yi Zhixie's side.
"You damn Han dog! Those are 30,000 Huns warriors. Do you want me to leave them and escape alone?"
Yi Zhixie's voice was loud, and the guards around him immediately stared at BOC, as if BOC was the one who ambushed them.
"King Zuoguli, you have to calm down! Have you forgotten what happened in Ziwu Valley? The only way we can survive now is to turn around and rush out from the Golden Bull Road. If we delay it any longer, I'm afraid we will have to join them. He’s buried here!”
Bank of China said that regardless of the wound on his leg, he knelt down in front of Yi Zhixie's horse again.
Yi Zhixie's chest heaved violently, his hand tightly grasped the handle of the knife in his hand, the tip of the knife pointed directly at Zhong Xing, ready to chop it down at any time.
Listening to the screams that kept coming from the valley, his hands couldn't help trembling. Under the expectant eyes of all the soldiers, he withdrew his saber with his backhand.
"Gather the army, turn around and go back! Fight out of the Golden Bull Road!"
Yi Zhixie finally calmed down. The successive tragic defeats filled his heart with anger, but now he also understood that anger could not solve the problem. If there was no way to deal with the Han people's crossbows, what would happen even if he moved the rocks away?
BOC was right. He couldn't save them, and he couldn't save them at all. He needed to use their deaths to buy him time. Otherwise, even if he rushed out from Jinniu Road, those Han troops would be blocked under the Great Wall. , he is still dead.
"King Zuo Guli!"
The eyes of Yi Zhixie's soldiers turned red. If they turned around now, the 30,000 people in the valley would really die.
The Huns sent 80,000 troops this time. Could it be that they were the only ones defeated when they returned?
"Let's go! Don't let their death be in vain!"
Yi Zhixie gritted his teeth and ordered with red eyes. At this time, he could only break his wrist. What's more, after careful calculation, it was not his own wrist that was broken...
