Chapter 222: Burning Dragon City

The military minister stood up with a bang, his face flushed and asked excitedly, "What did you say?" Say it again! ā€

The herald shouted: "Da Danyu! Prince Yu Shan captured Li Guang alive! Escorted to the royal court! ā€

"Good! Good! Good! ā€

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"Tengger guards the eagle of the steppe!"

The nobles in the Xiongnu tent were full of smiles, as if they had seen Li Guang kneeling in this tent and bowing his head, and the little emperor of the Han Dynasty was even more frightened.

As for the part called Wei Qing who has no news all the way for the time being, it has never been a problem.

Even Li Guang was subdued, not to mention a little-known Wei Qing?

No one mentioned Wei Qing.

The Huns, whose tents were full of joy, put their hands on their chests and reverently thanked the all-powerful Tengri.

And Wei Qing's department was quietly riding horses and marching on the deserted wilderness, no one spoke, only the sound of horses' hooves.

Wei Qing marched solemnly at the front without saying a word. But there were thousands of thoughts in my heart, they had already entered the territory of the Xiongnu, why didn't they fight back against the army?

Is there an ambush ahead?

Or directly said that the main force of the Huns did not bother to deal with him at all, but went to General Li Guang.

If this is the case, he will give the Huns a long memory, and he will pay the price for despising him.

Wei Qing had already made up his mind in his heart, he was going to Dragon City!

Summoned the heralds, and ordered the whole army. "The whole army must not be restless and disturb the Huns! Straight to Dragon City! Full speed march! ā€

After ordering the soldier Daonuo, he galloped away and gave orders all the way.

The deputy generals around him had some doubts, but they didn't dare to question Wei Qing's decision.

It's just a matter of spitting and spitting, to say it or not.

Wei Qingwan'er asked gently: "Do you want to say that we are afraid of going straight into the hinterland of the Huns?" ā€

The deputy general nodded and explained: "Longcheng is the place where the Huns worship the heavens, and the headquarters of the conference. However, the holy land of the Xiongnu is still more than 300 miles away. There are too many variables along the way, and if we are not careful, we may be wiped out, so please be cautious. ā€

Wei Qing said with a smile: "You think so, the Huns can't imagine that we dare to attack their holy land!" His voice was gentle but firm, full of confidence. Once the sacred land of the Huns was destroyed, this expedition could be a great inspiration. The whole world will see that we slapped the Huns hard! ā€

The deputy general was also excited by the emotions in his words, in the end, he was a young man with high spirits, and he only felt his blood surging when he thought of the scene of the fire in Dragon City. I forgot the dangers along the way, and I thought that a manly husband would live in this life, so I naturally had to be happy.

At that moment, he smiled and promised to go, full of fear, full of anticipation.

Maybe it was really luck, and the Huns didn't take Wei Qing seriously. This way to cover up the whereabouts of the deep into the depths of the Huns, did not touch most of the Huns, this night finally quietly approached the Dragon City.

Every nation worships their ancestors and prays for protection,

The Huns were no exception.

Longcheng is the holy land of the Huns, patrolling day and night. Heavy guards were guarded day and night, and although it was late at night, they did not let their guard down.

It's just that year after year, who will dare to attack the holy land of the Huns?

Don't you know what awaits them and what awaits them in a never-ending manner?

Guarding the Dragon City is an honor, but it is also a place for retirement.

Artis, the leader of the guards of Dragon City, was tearing and drinking roast lamb around the fire in the tent.

The sergeants were talking and laughing lively, and a Hun man saw that the leader was not in a good mood and said: "Don't envy their pleasure in killing in front, those who can be selected to guard Dragon City are first-class warriors." ā€

Artis naturally knew this, but he couldn't help but feel sorry when he heard others talk about the good news coming from ahead.

But guarding Dragon City is also the glory of ordinary people's lifelong dreams, and Artis feels a lot more comfortable when he thinks about it.

Suddenly, the flask on the low table shook slightly, and the tent fell silent.

This seems to be the trampling of thousands of troops!

Artis whispered to himself with some confusion: "The army has returned to the division?" ā€

Then he stood up and lifted the curtain, and the night was illuminated by the light of the sparkling fire.

At the end of heaven and earth, he saw the black pressure from a distance, and Asti strode up the lookout tower.

He tried his best to see the banner of the ministry he came from, was it Captain Zuo or which one?

But the night was so dark that I couldn't see clearly.

On the contrary, the thunderous sound of horses' hooves swept the dust closer and closer, closer and closer.

Asti faintly felt strange, but he never imagined that it would be the Han army.

Just when the guards of Dragon City were still wondering which Xiongnu department was, the Wei Qing Division, which was already a stone's throw away from Dragon City, had already lit up their sabers immediately.

The cold light reflected their faces full of anticipation, the Qimen Army was founded by His Majesty himself, and they want to add heavy credit to this glory!

They want to go out to be more confident!

In order to ensure that the Dragon City guards were confused to the greatest extent, they did not raise the banner of the Han army along the way, let alone charge.

But this did not confuse them for long, and once the two armies met, they would quickly understand that this was the Han army.

It is a lone army to go deep, and it is better to fight quickly and quickly.

So they immediately showed their blades, ready for the coming charge.

When they finally arrived at the foot of the Dragon City, the firelight reflected the completely different faces and armor of the Han Dynasty people, which made the Huns wake up at once, and shouted: "Han people! Han Chinese attack Dragon City! ā€

But it was too late, and the rolling military cavalry instantly overwhelmed the unsuspecting Dragon City.

Asti's eyes widened and he hissed as hard as he could, "Fight back!" Counterattack! ā€

The flood of Han troops had already rushed into the city, and countless oncoming blades slashed at the unprepared Huns.

Countless Huns rushed out of their tents and looked at the horses, but the impact of the 10,000 horsemen made them as futile as grasshoppers shaking elephants.

This battle ended in only half an hour.

Wei Qing did not love the stack, and ordered all the rest to be burned except for the head of the Huns.

The flames soared into the sky, and the place of sacrifice of the Xiongnu in the thunderbolt was also ignited.

At this moment, Liu Che's unforgettable shame of Ganquan Palace was finally washed away.

The humiliation of the Han Dynasty for more than 70 years began to open a completely different chapter from this day.

As Liu Che expected, the offense and defense are going to change momentum!

*****

At dawn, there was silence in the twilight. In early summer, the grassland grass is waist-deep, and when the wind comes, it ripples in waves. An eagle that has been praised by nomads for thousands of years spreads its wings and flies across the deep blue sky, and it is the undisputed king of the sky.

The calm was quickly broken by the earth-shattering sound of horses' hooves, it was Wei Qing.

They made a long run to Dragon City, and they were successful. Not to mention that they also captured 700 Xiongnu heads, and everyone hurried day and night, but they did not feel tired, but were full of spirit.

They have won and made meritorious deeds!

The green carpet of grass was pressed down by the army and could no longer stand upright.

Wei Qing has always restrained his joy, but the victory he has been longing for has finally been softened, and the curvature on his face has softened. At this moment, his heart was full of joy and comfort, he was finally worthy of the battle robe on his body, and worthy of the two words Han Jiang. (To be continued.) )