In the endless wilderness, in addition to the flying snowflakes, there is also a layer of mist in the sky.
So much so that when the soldiers walking behind on higher ground looked towards the troops in the canyon, they couldn't even see their shadows.
Shen Jie should be standing on the high point of this section of the loess slope. The deep ditch next to it is like a cliff. With his eyesight, he can't see how far the bottom is.
This group of soldiers was neatly dressed and disciplined. As they walked forward, no one spoke to each other.
This kind of red-colored hat with two horns on the head looks like a sky. Although it is a bit heavy to wear, it is quite effective in preventing wind and cold.
Twenty miles away from Yanmen Pass, the road ahead has been calm and peaceful, except for the harsh environment and the sky full of wind and sand.
For Zhao soldiers like them, walking for a long time,
Perhaps it's like the refreshing environment of autumn. Breathing in the cool air into your lungs is very fresh and comfortable.
But just as the army was unfolding towards the pass, a large number of flying arrows, as well as rolling wood and flying rocks, were suddenly shot downward from the high slopes on both sides.
This was something Hu Zui never expected. Just a moment ago, he could see some vague edges of the city.
Hu Zuo immediately said to Chen Yi beside him: "The whole army is speeding up to Yanmen."
Immediately, two war horses galloped towards both sides carrying flying arrows and rocks.
The man on the fighting horse going forward was shot directly to death on the horse before he could ride very far.
The Zhao army was in great chaos;
"Chen Yi, have you found out where these enemy troops came from? Why didn't we find out what the scouts were doing?"
Hu Zuo felt cold when he saw that his army was full of people and horses.
'Could it be that the Qin army is coming? Impossible, Qin is so far away from here, Hu Zuo is still worried that Yanmen is no longer the territory of their Zhao people.
Just when Chen Yi was still thinking about how to get back to the old general, a bow and arrow shot from above and pierced his shoulder. The force was so strong that he was shot directly off his horse.
Another huge rolling stone hit a big soap-headed horse on the left side. The big horse neighed and turned half of the cart with it.
The driver on the carriage was stubborn and lost his grip, and his head hit the side armrest heavily.
Another middle-aged general next to him was very anxious. He shouted at the chaotic enemy troops around him: "Quickly escort General Hu Zuo into the city."
He knew very well that if the main general died here, he could imagine that with the king's temper, these side generals would probably be executed.
Most of the armies dozens of miles apart were in this situation. The Zhao army behind this army did not enter the cracks and canyons under the plateau at all.
However, from the increasingly heavy fog, a large number of enemy troops riding on war horses and holding scimitars suddenly emerged.
The Zhao soldiers who were the first to see this group of people recognized them at a glance. This tall man with a tall horse and a big face shouted in a panic: "It's the Huns, the Huns are coming to kill." "
His heart-breaking roar was just to arouse the pride of the people around him. At this time, no one could survive alone. Only those who shared the same hatred and hatred had a chance to survive. .
"Form up, quickly form up." A general shouted even when the crowd was neutral.
However, these Huns took advantage of the fog to come over. As soon as they appeared, the two groups of people and horses were already not far apart.
Many soldiers on the fringes of the Zhao army were shot to death by the Huns' bows and arrows within a hundred meters.
However, the Zhao army was already strong. Even under this situation, it quickly organized an effective resistance.
Many Xiongnu cavalry soldiers rushed in and rushed into the crowd. At least half of them were stabbed to death on the spot with halberds.
Shen Jie only used slightly stronger force than a normal soldier, just enough to resist the bows and arrows shot from everywhere without getting hurt.
As for this group of Huns, even if the Zhao army begins to lose ground with its combat power, it is not something that the Huns can defeat at the first touch.
While fighting, he retreated to a less crowded position.
This battlefield stretched for dozens of miles, and the fighting was so violent that it shook the heavens and the earth.
How spectacular, how heroic and fierce,
There is fishy wind, blood and rain everywhere.
Obviously, under the cold wind and twelfth lunar month, this group of Huns had no intention of retreating before they got the food they wanted.
The stubborn army, which originally had only 30,000 men, faced an enemy force that was twice as large as its own. Almost the entire army was killed and annihilated.
Shen Jie retreated to Yanmen Pass with Hu Zhi's entourage, which only had more than 2,000 people left.
