This hastily constructed Fire Ox Formation did not cause much damage to the opponent.

The main reason is that there is not enough time and materials!

The opponent quickly counterattacked towards them.

Both sides suddenly fell into disarray.

But Zhao Lang knew that now his people were fighting with all their blood and courage, and they would not be able to hold on for long.

He casually used Shapolang to kill a few of the ones rushing towards him.

Zhao Lang looked around, he had to find a way to break the situation!

At this moment, Zhao Lang used the dim firelight to see a young Huns not far away, pointing in the direction of the camp and saying something.

Zhao Lang's heart moved and he said to Xi who had been following him,

"In Xiongnu dialect, how do you say the leader is dead?"

Xi glanced at Zhao Lang blankly, and then told him.

Zhao Lang immediately turned the horse's head and disappeared into the night again.

After Zhao Lang left, Xi suddenly talked to several people,

"Use all your strength to attract their attention!"

Of course he knew what Zhao Lang was going to do?

In an instant, several people cooperated with the Qin army and caused a bloody storm.

Mao Dun was already a little impatient at this time. He did not expect that a Qin army would come out behind him!

Hundreds of people were held back.

Looking at the crumbling camp, Mao Dun said to the last leader beside him,

"Come on!"

The leader of the Huns hesitated slightly. He was already the last team around Modun.

If he leaves, Mao Dun will only have a few guards around him.

Just looking at Modun's red eyes under the firelight, he could only press his horse's belly and rush toward the camp with his men.

From this point on, the battle entered the most brutal tug-of-war.

Every moment, someone is dying howling.

Mao Dun stared at the camp, but did not notice that a fast horse was charging towards him in the night!

"Leader, be careful!"

The guard beside Mao Dun suddenly roared.

Then he rode his horse towards the opponent, but was directly stabbed to death.

But Mao Dun had already reacted and stepped aside.

Other guards also rushed forward.

It's a pity that it didn't last long.

Seeing Zhao Lang's ferocity, Mao Dun was slightly startled and turned around to retreat, hoping to leave under the cover of night.

He is the future lord of the grassland and cannot be aggressive.

Zhao Lang took the opportunity to shout,

"The leader is dead!"

Sure enough, many Huns looked this way, but did not find Maodun, and suddenly they became a little panicked.

Mao Dun was shocked and angry, and shouted loudly,

"I do not..."

Zhao Lang's eyes widened. Damn it, you dare to talk back!

He shouted directly in Xiongnu that the leader was dead, and then killed Modun!

Don't let him have a chance to speak!
Chapter completed!