The first thing to confront was the crossbowmen on both sides. The powerful crossbowmen of the Qin army kept throwing arrow rain at the Cao army camp with the tower shield, and the crossbowmen of the Cao army also fought back without showing any weakness. The rain of arrows flew in the air, with sharp whistling sounds endlessly.

At the same time, the Qin army's attacking troops pushed the city car forward without rushing. Although arrows and rains flew over from time to time, they did not have much impact on them.

After a while, the Qin army attacking troops advanced to a place only a dozen steps away from the gate. After the opponent's rain of arrows, the tower shield on the front line of the Qin army suddenly fell down, and thousands of Qin troops behind the tower shield immediately launched a storm-like attack with crossbows. The Cao army, caught off guard, fell down a large area, and the injured and uninjured, hid behind the tower shield.

The Qin army crashed into the city car and rushed out of the army formation. In a blink of an eye, it rushed outside the fence of the camp. At this time, the Cao army's crossbowmen who reacted desperately shot the Qin army's crossbowmen and crossbowmen.

The Qin army's troops were constantly falling under the rain of arrows from Cao's army, but they ignored all this and still desperately rammed the gates and fences. Arrows from both sides were whistling, and the whole sky seemed to be filled with locusts. The Qin army's troops were constantly falling under the arrows of Cao's army, and the Cao's crossbowmen also continued to suffer casualties.

The gate and fence were shaking under the violent impact of the Qin army's car and made an overwhelming sound. Xiahou Dun suddenly stepped onto the war horse, raised his famous weapon and mace, and shouted: "The Forward Battalion follows me!" Xiahou Dun believed that if the Qin army was allowed to play its best, the entire camp would be broken sooner or later.

The gate of the village was suddenly opened, and the soldiers of the Qin army Chongchengche who were rushing to the gate were stunned. Then they saw a general of the Cao army jumping out, carrying a mace, with a very strong momentum, with nearly 10,000 Cao soldiers following closely behind. Without thinking, the soldiers of the Chongchengche, who were the first to be attacked, pulled out their weapons to meet them; at the same time, the other soldiers of the Chongchengche continued to attack the shaking wooden fence; the Qin army tower shield line quickly spread to both sides, and then rushed forward with a charge tide composed of gun shield soldiers, sword shield soldiers and horizontal sword warriors shouting at the attacking Cao army.

Xiahou Dun originally planned to sweep the Qin army's rushing car troops, but he had to collide with the Qin army's charge wave head-on.

The army of both sides fought and fought at the gate, and the sound of killing was shocking. The entry of these Fourth Legions was like a wolf or a tiger, and it was astonishing. However, Cao's army also showed a rare battle under the inspiration of Xiahou Dun, a powerful general. The war horse under Xiahou Dun raised its hooves and galloped among the ten thousand horses, and the mace in Xiahou Dun's hand blew bloody waves in the army from time to time. Although the Qin soldiers continued to attack Xiahou Dun one after another, they only ended up in a bloody ending.

Just when Xiahou Dun was killing, a warning suddenly arose in his heart. He quickly looked to the side and saw a Qin general who was as majestic as a big brown bear waving his snake spear and waving his way straight. This person was either another person, Zhang Fei, the general of the Qin army.

Xiahou Dun was shocked and quickly turned his head to meet Zhang Fei.

The two fierce generals immediately started a big battle. After dozens of rounds, no winner was decided. Zhang Fei laughed and said, "Okay! I, Old Zhang, haven't had such a good time! Come again!" Yu Luo urged the horse to rush towards Xiahou Dun. At this moment, Xiahou Dun was also in a high spirit of fighting, and the blood in his heart was boiling.

Zhang Fei held the Snake Spear in his hand and fought with Xiahou Dun again. After dozens of rounds of fighting in the Ten Thousand Horse Army, Zhang Fei gradually gained the advantage, while Xiahou Dun seemed to be unable to catch it. In fact, the reason is very simple. The heavy weapon used by Xiahou Dun consumes extremely physical strength. If he cannot defeat his opponent in a short period of time when confronting generals of the same level, he will be in a very unfavorable situation.

Zhang Fei suddenly let out a tiger roar, and the Snake Spear in his hand rushed straight towards Xiahou Dun's chest and abdomen like a poisonous dragon. With a bang, Xiahou Dun dangerously put away Zhang Fei's Snake Spear. Xiahou Dun couldn't help but breathe heavily, looking very tired.

Zhang Fei did not intend to let Xiahou Dun go, and with a roar, the snake spear storm once again stormed. Zhang Fei attacked Xiahou Dun with a quick shot like a shot; Xiahou Dun gritted his teeth, looking very difficult, and the mace in his hand seemed much heavier than before.

After more than ten rounds, Xiahou Dun had reached the last moment. Zhang Fei shouted violently, and the mace blocking the road was swung the mace in his hand, and he took the thunderous momentum toward Xiahou Dun's throat. Seeing that the cold spear was already close, Xiahou Dun felt powerless to dodge.

At the critical moment, Zhang Fei suddenly felt a strong wind coming from the side and backward direction. He couldn't help but frown, subconsciously retracted the Snake Spike, and hit the Snake Spike side and backwards with his backward. A scream sounded, and Zhang Fei immediately turned his head and saw that the Snake Spike in his hand penetrated the body of a Cao army general, and the Cao army general looked in disbelief.

Zhang Fei sneered, shook his right wrist and picked up the General Cao's army who was attacking. The cold light of the tiger's eyes swept over the man and sucked the snake spear suddenly. A bunch of blood shot out immediately. Then the General Cao's army fell heavily to the ground, struggled for a while, and finally died.

Zhang Fei turned his head and looked at Xiahou Dun, and saw that Xiahou Dun was being fled towards the camp by several generals.

"Xiahou Mama! Where can I escape!" Zhang Fei roared angrily, urging the black dragon to chase Xiahou Dun. The snake spear in his hand danced rapidly like a windmill. The Cao army soldiers who were close to him were knocked out by a force as if they had encountered a hurricane. The remaining limbs and blood were flying in the sky. Seeing this scene, Xiahou Dun suddenly pushed away the generals beside him and wanted to fight again. However, they were kept tightly by a general. "General, why bother to compete with him for a while?" Xiahou Dun couldn't help but think of the tens of thousands of soldiers behind him, glanced at Zhang Fei who was coming in a fierce manner, and said angrily: "Go!" Yu Luo, turned his horse's head and ran towards the camp.

Zhang Fei chased the camp and was blocked by the heavy rain of arrows on the other side, so he had to retreat temporarily. At this time, nearly 10,000 soldiers who fought with Xiahou Dun were retreating step by step under the fierce attack of the Qin army like a tsunami. Perhaps because of Xiahou Dun's defeat, everyone had a look of panic on their faces with difficulty.

The Qin soldiers continued to attack forward. Although the gun, shield and sword, shield and sword, infantry were very murderous, the horizontal sword warriors were even more murderous. They were like tigers rushing into the flock of sheep, and the horizontal sword light kept rising like spring flowers. Under the sword light was endless blood waves.

The Cao army finally couldn't resist and collapsed completely. The remaining Cao army soldiers rushed to the camp behind them in panic. At this time, the soldiers of the Fourth Legion of the Qin army did not conceal the enemy as usual, but instead retracted and reorganized the formation. At the same time, two Xiongnu cavalry from a team of 10,000 people waved their swords and issued a unique strange cry of the Huns roaring towards the fleeing Cao army.

Just as the fleeing Cao's army was crowding through the gate of the village, the Hun cavalry arrived and rushed in the mess of Cao's army. The already frightened Cao's soldiers cried and howled, and there was a miserable scene.

Xiahou Dun frowned and ordered anxiously: "Order all troops to retreat into the Lizhai! Ignite the fire trenches!" The so-called "fire ditch" is actually a trench dug in the Lizhai and the outer camp. It was about one meter wide and one meter deep, filled with firewood and tung oil. After the "fire ditch", there is a trench about three meters wide and three meters deep, with picket piles inserted at the bottom. After this trench is a slope more than ten steps long, with a circle of wooden fences around the top, which is the Lizhai.

Hearing Xiahou Dun's order, Lu Qian was shocked and said anxiously: "General, where are the brothers outside?"

Xiahou Dun's eyes condensed and he said in a deep voice: "We can't take care of that much anymore!"

Lu Qian wanted to say something else, but he was pulled by Yu Jin on the side. Yu Jin said, "General Lu, don't say anything more! General Xiahou said it well!" Then he clasped his fists at Xiahou Dun and said, "I'll send the order!" Yu Jin left quickly.

A moment later, a team of Hun cavalry rushed into the camp through the corpse of Cao's soldiers. However, just as they let go of the killing, a circle of flames suddenly appeared in front of them, and dozens of unlucky Hun cavalry were swallowed by the sudden rising flames.
Chapter completed!