Chapter 236: The Nine Plains Roaring Tiger, as if entering an empty land!

"Hold on!"

"Hold on!"

"Don't let them break the battle formation."

Zhang Xun shouted loudly while waving the war knife in his hand.

At this time, the corpses of Xiongnu soldiers had already paved a thick layer outside the Han army's defense line.

In close-range combat, the short swords in the hands of Xiongnu soldiers were not conducive to fighting, while the Han army's ring-pommel knives were longer and sharper.

Every time they slashed, they would cut down the Xiongnu soldiers without armor into a pool of blood.

But they couldn't withstand the large number of Xiongnu.

Zhang Xun led more than two hundred Han soldiers to shrink the defensive circle smaller and smaller.

Every time the defensive circle shrank, a dozen soldiers would always be left outside the defensive circle forever.

And looking at the Xiongnu, there were more and more of them.

The Xiongnu soldiers pouring out from Daqingshan seemed to be endless.

Especially those Xiongnu divine archers hiding in the dark were the most fatal.

Although it was dark at this time.

But those Xiongnu divine archers relied on their superb archery skills to accurately snipe and kill from a distance.

Most of the Han soldiers who were killed or injured were shot by them.

Far away from the Han army's encirclement.

A team of hundreds of cavalry was standing in the distance watching the battlefield.

Among them, a Xiongnu youth wearing armor had eyes like a falcon.

He wore a hat made of snow sable fur on his head.

He was also hung with gold and silver accessories on his body.

Just from his clothing, one could tell that he was a Xiongnu noble.

"That person," Yufuluo reached out and pointed at the fierce and powerful Zhang Xun and said: "Batuya, use your archery skills that can shoot down eagles to shoot and kill that Han army general."

"His armor and spoils will become one of your honors."

Beside Yufuluo, a middle-aged man with three feathers on his felt hat rode to Yufuluo's side, then gently stroked his chest left and right.

"Respected son of the Khan, Batuya is willing to serve you."

After speaking, the middle-aged man narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhang Xun in the defensive circle about a hundred meters away.

The long bow in his hand was unfolded, and he reached out and took an arrow from the quiver.

The arrowhead was iron, flashing with cold light. ===== CHAPTER 238 =====