Chapter 232

The arrow was extremely fast, and Meng Ji had no time to react or dodge.

Pfft!

"Ah!"

The next second, the arrow went straight into Meng Ji's left eye.

Fortunately, the distance was far, and the power of the bone-made arrowhead was not very great.

Meng Ji, who let out a painful cry, gritted his teeth and became fierce, grabbed the arrow shaft, and pulled it out of his left eye.

"Enemy attack, enemy attack, Xiongnu!"

"Enemy attack!"

Meng Ji only took one look at the arrowhead and shouted loudly that it was the Xiongnu.

The arrows used by Han soldiers were mostly bronze or iron arrowheads.

And when the Xianbei were under the rule of Tanshihuai, they plundered craftsmen on a large scale, so the arrows used by the Xianbei in recent years were also iron.

Only the Xiongnu, who were driven and defeated by the Xianbei and had become increasingly declining in recent years, and other tribes on the Monan grassland would use bone arrowheads.

Blood flowed down from Meng Ji's left eye.

But it did not slow down Meng Ji's reaction speed and the action of drawing his sword.

Under the night, Meng Ji's voice was like a thunderclap, instantly waking up the Han army in the camp.

And the dense Xiongnu people in Daqingshan no longer hid.

One by one, they spat out the wooden sticks they were holding in their mouths, then waved the iron swords in their hands and shouted loudly as they rushed out of Daqingshan.

Seeing so many Xiongnu, it was definitely not an ordinary small tribe, so Meng Ji quickly retreated.

"Quick, wake up the Military Officer, Xiongnu, it's the Xiongnu!" Meng Ji shouted loudly.

In the distant camp, when Meng Ji shouted loudly, the vast majority of Han soldiers had already been awakened.

Zhang Xun, who was in a dream, woke up suddenly and grabbed the sword placed beside him.

After getting up and stabilizing his confused figure, Zhang Xun saw Meng Ji, who was holding a torch and retreating to the camp.

At this time, a large number of Xiongnu soldiers had already rushed out of Daqingshan.

A black mass.

And there were still Xiongnu soldiers continuously crossing figures in the mountain.

In the distance, on the flat grassland leading to Monan, bursts of thundering hoofbeats rang out.

Although they couldn't see, it must be Xiongnu cavalry.

"Form a formation, Shi Feng, you take your subordinates to form a formation to block, everyone else immediately get on their horses, protect the Prefect and leave!"

"Quick, quick!"

Zhang Xun shouted loudly.

But because of the night, most of the awakened soldiers didn't even know what was happening around them, and couldn't see clearly, so the camp fell into chaos for a while.

"Military Officer, it's the Xiongnu, the Xiongnu!"

Meng Ji, whose eyes were constantly gushing blood, shouted loudly and ran toward Zhang Xun's direction.

Seeing Meng Ji, whose eyes were bloody and blurred, Zhang Xun frowned instantly.

"Meng Ji, take your subordinates to protect the Prefect and leave immediately to return to Pingcheng Pass!"

"Go quickly!" Zhang Xun shouted loudly.

Meng Ji shook his head violently: "No, Military Officer, I'll stay, you go."

Xiongnu horses are fast, and their archery is superb.

If they leave together at this time, they will definitely be chased by Xiongnu cavalry.

So if they want most people to evacuate safely, some people must stay behind to contain the Xiongnu.

This had long since become the practice of the border army.

And those who stay behind to delay will inevitably have a nine-in-ten chance of death.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Zhang Xun frowned and shouted angrily: "Am I the Military Officer or are you the Military Officer!"

"If I tell you to go, then go. If you talk nonsense again, I will deal with you by military law!"

Zhang Xun drew the sword at his waist. At this time, all the Han troops had awakened.

The Han army camp, lit by torches, was like a huge circle of fire.

And all around were black masses of Xiongnu wolf packs.

Zhang Xun glanced at the Xiongnu soldiers rushing over, his brows locked tightly.

So many Xiongnu soldiers were definitely not an ordinary tribe.

It was very likely an ambush.

Because this place was close to Pingcheng Pass, generally large Xiongnu tribes would not come here to graze.

But how could there be an ambush here?

After a brief chaos, the Han army had already begun to form a battle formation.

The Han Dynasty had been fighting with the Xiongnu and Xianbei nomadic peoples for hundreds of years and had already formed a perfect combat system.

Facing the Xiongnu's charge, running was useless.

The soldiers left behind on the periphery blocked the warhorses outside.

They had already begun to set up bows and arrows to counterattack the Xiongnu soldiers rushing over from the direction of Daqingshan.

With the obstruction of warhorses, even if there were Xiongnu cavalry charging, they would not break the military formation for a while.

Meng Ji covered his eyes with one hand, looked at Zhang Xun with the other eye, and nodded vigorously.

"Yes!"

Zhang Xun also nodded at Meng Ji.

Between life and death, there were no extra words. Two men, one identical look, and they already understood everything.

If I die in battle, from now on, my family will naturally be taken care of by you.

Meng Ji turned around violently and walked toward the direction where Wang Rou was.

At this time, in the direction where Wang Rou was, nearly a hundred cavalry had already flipped onto their horses.

Meng Ji shouted loudly for the soldiers of his squad to bring the warhorses.

"Please, Prefect, evacuate quickly. The Military Officer is leading troops here to block, to win evacuation time for the Prefect," Meng Ji said loudly after coming to Wang Rou's elite personal guards.

Chief Clerk Chen, who had already flipped onto his horse, nodded.

Meng Ji flipped onto his horse.

Before leaving, he turned his head to look at the position surrounded by torches in a huge circle.

At this time, the Xiongnu rushing out from Daqingshan had already approached the battle formation.

Half of the soldiers put down the bows and arrows in their hands and drew the swords at their waists.

They met the rushing Xiongnu soldiers without fear, preparing for close combat.

In terms of mounted archery, the Han army was not the Xiongnu's opponent.

But if it was a cavalry charge, or close combat on foot.

One Han soldier is worth five Hu!

The Han soldiers were well-equipped, while most of the Xiongnu soldiers had no armor.

If it was really close combat, three or four Han soldiers formed a battle formation, and a dozen Xiongnu soldiers might not necessarily be able to take advantage.

And it was dark at this time, not suitable for mounted archery, even if the cavalry rushed to the front, they could only dismount for close combat.

"Military Officer, hold on, I'll be back to pick you up soon!" Meng Ji muttered, then whipped his horse and galloped wildly toward Pingcheng Pass.

Rumble!

The hoofbeats rolled up dust and sounded like muffled thunder under the night.

Watching the elite cavalry under Wang Rou's command go further and further away, Meng Ji was full of worry about the battlefield behind him where he could no longer hear the sounds of killing.

Estimating that he had galloped for nearly half an hour, Meng Ji gritted his teeth and accelerated his horse to catch up with Wang Rou's personal guard cavalry in front.

"Military Officer, hold on, I'll be back soon."

While saying this, Meng Ji urged his horse to catch up.

However, just when Meng Ji led his thirty-something subordinates to catch up with Wang Rou's elite personal guard cavalry.

Meng Ji, who turned around the cliff, was surprised to find that the elite cavalry under Prefect Wang Rou had actually stopped in the distance.

Why did they stop? ===== CHAPTER 234 =====