The strong man swallowed his saliva, and stretched out his hand involuntarily, but when he reached halfway, he retracted abruptly, looked away from the barbecue and said:

"Providing information to the general is a matter of duty. I still want to thank the general for saving my life. How can I accept this barbecue."

Zhao Yun gently clamped the horse's belly, came to the strong man, put the meat in his hands, and said slowly: "Take it, I hope you can wait until the day when the food is distributed."

Along the way, Zhao Yun saw countless corpses of civilians, and wanted to help them, but his heart was more than his strength.

The army didn't have much dry food in the first place, even if they all rescued the people, it would be a drop in the bucket.

And if the soldiers lost their dry food and met the Xiongnu iron cavalry hungry, they would definitely have no resistance, so Zhao Yun could only bear the sadness in his heart.

But at the moment, it is a person who can help one person, after all, it is also a human life.

Holding the dry food in his hands, the strong man said with slightly red eyes, "General, the Xiongnu's tens of thousands of cavalry are coming to Xihe County, and I'm afraid it's less than a hundred miles away from here."

Zhao Yun got the news, nodded to the strong man, and said to the soldiers beside him: "Go and gather a hundred soldiers to escort the people away."

"Yes!" The soldier got the order, got on his horse, led the strong man to the army behind him, summoned a group of soldiers and horses, and rushed towards the people.

Hearing that the Huns were not far away, Zhao Yun didn't panic. He ate the barbecue in his hand again, thinking quickly in his mind, and when he was completely full, he also had a general idea in his heart.

Putting away his thoughts, Zhao Yun galloped towards the resting army behind him on a flying horse, and came to a young man dressed as a servant, and said quickly:

"Hao Zhao, there is an army of Huns ahead, you just follow the people and leave without leading us!"

This young man named Hao Zhao was a guide that Zhao Yun looked for from among the fleeing common people on the way.

Hearing that he was not needed, Hao Zhao said anxiously: "General Zhao, the villain is over fifteen years old, and he has reached the age for the big man to join the army. Why don't you distinguish between weapons and let the villain go with the army to kill the Huns."

Zhao Yun showed no expression, and refused straight away: "No way! The Xiongnu are several times stronger than me, and it will be a life-and-death fight to meet you. At that time, no one will care about you."

Seeing what Hao Zhao wanted to say, Zhao Yun called two soldiers and asked them to escort the struggling Hao Zhao, join the crowd, and retreat to the rear.

After arranging everything, Zhao Yun raised his silver gun and shouted: "All officers and men obey orders, mount your horse!"

Hearing the order, the resting soldiers quickly got on their horses.

Zhao Yun took a look and saw that the army had mounted their horses. He said loudly, "I have learned that the Xiongnu's tens of thousands of cavalry are not far from here. If you are afraid, you can leave the horses and leave with the people."

Along the way, I saw countless people leaving their homes and crying in desolation and despair with their relatives starving to death halfway.

The Shenwu Army seemed to see themselves back then, and their hearts were already full of hatred for the Huns.

If it weren't for their massacre, maybe these people could wait until Liaodong Marquis took over and hope to survive.

Hearing Zhao Yun's words, the three thousand soldiers of the Shenwu Army could no longer suppress the anger in their hearts, and let out a roar that shook the sky.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

A simple word, Zhao Yun heard the anger in his heart, waved his silver gun casually, and galloped forward.

"kill!"

Chapter 279 First Battle

In Zhongyang City, which is not far from Shicheng City, there is no living person at this time, but lying on the ground in disorder, some people who have no time to escape, the blood on their bodies is slowly flowing from the wound to the ground.

A group of Xiongnu soldiers were picking out young corpses among the corpses, and occasionally wielding butcher knives, chopping at corpses that were considered to be alive.

At this time, a right-handed householder walked quickly with big strides, and shouted at the group of Xiongnu soldiers: "You stay here to garrison, remember to clean up the city, so that no fish slips through the net."

A soldier who seemed to be the leader heard the order with a frivolous expression on his face, and casually assured him.

"Yes! Don't worry, I'll wait for the work, and it's absolutely reliable."

Youda Danghu nodded, taking it for granted, and strode away.

There was no resistance all the way, and the Xiongnu had already regarded the people of Bingzhou as a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

And that big household was just talking casually, after all, in the city, it is hoped that the people can be found now.

Following You Xianwang's order, nearly [-] Xiongnu iron cavalry rushed out of the city gate like locusts. Before they had traveled a few miles, the troops split into three groups and rushed forward.

The Xiongnu divided their troops at this time because King Youxian felt that the army would gather together, and the occupation of one city by one would be too slow, and it would give the Han people a chance to escape.

Therefore, the wise and powerful decision was made to divide the army into three groups and attack concurrently. Five days later, the army joined the Shangdang and took down the Bingzhou government office in one fell swoop.

Riding a tall horse, King You Xian fantasized in his heart that when the army enters Shangdang, he will surely accomplish the grand plan that the Huns have always dreamed of.

The dream is beautiful, but the reality is cruel. Ten miles away from the Huns' army, three thousand Han warriors are galloping forward.

"Da da da……"

"Applause!!!"

"Report! General Zhang, ten miles ahead, we found nearly ten thousand Huns approaching our army!"

A flying horse came galloping, interrupting Zhao Yun who was galloping.

Nearly ten thousand Huns?

So where did the rest go?

Zhao Yun was puzzled, and quickly asked: "But you can see clearly, are you sure it's nearly ten thousand?"

The cavalry replied confidently: "Return to the general, the villain is sure, the Xiongnu guarantees that there are no more than [-]."

The battle opportunity was fleeting, Zhao Yun didn't have time to think about it, and with one stroke of the silver gun in his hand, he shouted loudly: "All officers and soldiers listen to the order! The Huns are found in front of us, cheer up, and I will go all out to scatter them!"

"Obey!" Three thousand warriors shouted, venting the anger accumulated in these days.

Hearing the roar of the three thousand soldiers, Zhao Yun's face also became cold, and he ran forward quickly with a silver gun in his hand.

Seeing this, the three thousand warriors followed closely behind Zhao Yun, raising a cloud of dust.

Because he looked down on the Han people in his heart, King Youxian didn't send out scouts, so he didn't know it at this time, and he was urging the army to speed up and strive to be the first to reach Shangdang.

Half an hour later, the two armies finally collided. Because the Xiongnu had no news in advance, it was too late to see Zhao Yun's troops.

The front of the Xiongnu was charged by Zhao Yun, and nearly a thousand people were killed and injured, and the rest panicked and retreated quickly.

As soon as the army in front was in chaos, King Youxian, who was dreaming sweetly, was alarmed. When he learned that the Han warriors were attacking, he was also flustered.

After some anxious inquiries, he learned that there were more than [-] cavalry in the Han Dynasty, and King Youxian calmed down again. After all, he had twice as many troops as him.

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