The style of the generals in the Central Plains Army was completely different. The leaders of the Guirong tribes, who advocated boldness and courage, were used to rushing in front every time they went to battle. The same was true tonight. After leading troops out of the city, the leader of Gusage and other clan leaders took the lead, quickly leading the horse in front, and there were thousands of elite cavalry behind them.

Their steps were fast, and they had already left the city in just a cup of tea, and it was only about three miles away from the Vietnamese camp ahead. Seeing this, Guseg felt a heat in his heart. In the excitement, the people had already jumped up. Without any power, they had already set off on their horses. At the same time, they drew their swords and shedded them softly, "Roar up and kill them all!"

The others also jumped up one after another, jumped onto the horse's back, and had their swords unsheathed. When they knocked on the horse's belly, they rushed straight to the Vietnamese barracks like arrows. In order to prevent the enemy from detecting them from coming, they not only did not habitually howl and charge, but even had thick cloth wrapped on the horse's hooves. Anyway, a large amount of cloth was seized in the warehouse in the city, enough to supply the needs - so although thousands of horses were galloping, the noise caused was not very big.

Perhaps because of this, the military camp in front was still quiet until they reached the gate, as if they were not aware of an enemy attack. This made everyone even more energetic, and Guseg could no longer hold back. When the horse rushed to the towering gate, he shouted loudly: "Kill--!" At the same time, he lifted the reins and controlled the war horse to suddenly stand up and then quickly landed forward. He just took the rush and let the horse's front hooves stomp on the gate. With the bang, the gate made a creaking scream, which seemed particularly harsh at night.

But this was just the beginning of this chaos. With this pedal, many cavalrymen behind them also controlled the war horses to arrive like rhinos. The same standard movement was also the same, landing heavily on the gate. These horses were famous grassland species, both in speed and in strength. Now they were fully exerted and bombarded the gate continuously. After only a few strokes, the gate that seemed to be quite reliable finally broke into pieces, revealing the endless camp inside.

"Kill!" No one had to give any more orders from Guseg, so they roared, either bent their bows and arrows and shot them all around, or carried their swords to the side, then galloped at the horse and rushed towards the tents. No matter whether the Vietnamese troops in the camp could react in time at this time, judging from the current situation, they would inevitably disrupt the entire camp, and it would not be a problem to destroy the entire camp by burning and killing them.

In just a few breaths, Guseg had already rushed to the front of a barracks, but in this moment, his expression changed. From the excitement and fanaticism just now to doubt and surprise. At this moment, he even subconsciously pulled the reins to control the rush of the war horse.

No! The situation here is very wrong! The entire military camp was still quiet until now, and there was no sign of attack? Even if I slept dead or heavy, when I led my people to break through the gate, the people here should wake up and come out to resist. But now, no one appeared, just like this was an empty camp.

But this is not right, because as reported by the people who looked out at the city, this time he retreated was only some of the people from the back camp of the Vietnamese army. How could the tens of thousands of troops in the front camp be so easy to hide from the gaze of the city? He was alert, but Guseg still rushed into the tent, and then suddenly there was nothing below, and he fell down with his horse. It was not until this time that he was frightened to find that a big pit was dug out from the seemingly ordinary military tent that he rushed into. He rushed in and fell into the deep pit.

"Not good! I've been trapped! There's an ambush!" He landed on the ground, and the war horse under his crotch was still crying, but he couldn't care about these things anymore and immediately started to scream. He had to remind the soldiers outside to prepare for defense immediately, and they had fallen into the trap of the Vietnamese army.

But it was still too late for all this, because there were already many cavalrymen who rushed into different tents around and fell into the pit. Some people screamed even more shrillly because there were barbs in the pit. Once they fell in, they were seriously injured with people and horses.

And those cavalrymen who were in the empty camp, running back and forth, shooting arrows to kill the enemy, were screaming in the tent, and were terrible attacks that made them terrible.

"Bangbang..." With a sound of chuckling, countless arrows shot at them from all directions with a sound of breaking through the air, like raindrops. It was really like a rainstorm, covering the sky and the sun, almost blocking all their retreat angles. Moreover, the rain of arrows came continuously, followed by a while, leaving almost no gap.

Suddenly, these cavalry left outside became living targets, screaming and fell down with the horses after being shot. Those who were very skilled, kept swinging their swords in time, but could only support for a while and could not fully protect themselves. What's more, the targets of these arrows were not only them, but also the horses below them. So some people were fine, but the horses fell down with a tragic look after being shot in the arrows, which made him unable to help but fall to the ground, and then were swallowed by dense arrows.

There was also the one who reacted the fastest, and rushed into the tents not far away, and then repeated the fate of the people who rushed into the tent, and fell into the trap and could not get up again for a while.

This crazy and dense rain of arrows lasted for a cup of tea. The entire camp was plowed by tens of thousands of arrows, and arrows were pierced in every corner, and the ground was filled with corpses of people and horses. Some were dead, and some were still moaning and moaning, which was really miserable.

But this is not enough, because after all, the brain turned around and hid on the side or behind the tents, and with these obstacles, he barely blocked the arrows.

So after the arrow stopped, the clapper sounded again, and then this time the whistling came no longer just arrows, but rockets with flames. Although the number of these rockets was less than 10% of the previous ones, it fell into the eyes of the remaining Gui Rong soldiers, which was the even more terrifying death talisman.

At this moment, they didn't bother to hide anymore, and shouted and wanted to kill the rockets. However, they were injured on their bodies, so how could they pass the arrows that came into the air quickly? So as soon as they rushed out, the rockets were hitting the targets, igniting a large tent, and then the fire quickly spread out and burned into pieces.

What's even more terrifying is that the fire became more and more intense as soon as it burned, and in just a short moment, the entire camp was burned.

At this time, Guseg had just crawled out of the pit, but several rockets were landing on the top of the tent where he was. With just a bang, the tent quickly turned into a fire waterfall, locking him up. He wanted to rush out, but was forced back by the fire. Then the swell of smoke and burning heat rushed over, almost surrounding him.

It was not until then that he suddenly realized that there was a different smell in the air. Although he had no relevant experience, he quickly understood that the tent was burning so easily, obviously because he was passive. The pungent smell was something like tinder oil.

In fact, not only were there tincture oil left on the tent, but even many objects in the camp were stained with tincture oil. At this time, they were touched by Mars and they burned wildly and connected together at a speed visible to the naked eye. It really became a fire to burn the camp.

When the remaining one or two thousand remaining soldiers were trapped in such a terrible fire, it became extremely difficult for them to escape from the fire, let alone killing the enemy. What's more, after a moment of pause, there were waves of arrows shot out from all sides, just as if the Vietnamese army's arrows were not only used, but also money, and there was no room for anything left.

At this moment, the flames in the Yue Army camp rushed straight to the high places of the black night sky, almost dyeing the entire night sky red. The howling of the Gui Rong soldiers trapped in it resounded through the world, and even spread out faintly, even the defenders in the city several miles away could hear it clearly.

Someone was still struggling hard before his death and shouting: "Why? Why is this happening? Why is our tribe brothers didn't come to save us in time..."

It was just these questions that they were destined to be impossible to know the answer, because the bright flames and the rising smoke had already blocked their sight, making them not know at all what was happening outside the camp, nor even when the rain of arrows that had reaped their lives had stopped.

When some of the best luck dragged their tired and black bodies and staggered to the fire ring and ran outside the camp, they ran towards the more fierce and ruthless killing.

The Vietnamese cavalry had been waiting outside for a long time. When they saw them coming out, they rushed up roaringly, slaughtering them one by one like harvesting wheat. They did not leave any living mouths and did not take any captives. The military order they received was to kill all the Guirong cavalry and give the enemy the heaviest blow.

So when Guseg also stumbled out of the camp, the first thing he saw was more than a dozen cavalry with uniform armor and firm eyes. They rushed to him like ruthless butchers, knocking his exhausted body over, and stomping his hooves with a bowl of mouth treaded hard through him, and even though his bones were to be broken. Then before his scream could be released, the spear and sword had already stabbed into his body. Finally, with a trembling force, he threw his body into the air.

It was not until this moment that Guseg, who was about to die, saw the distance under the night, the city that he thought was unbreakable, was also filled with fire and the sound of killing was like thunder.
Chapter completed!