"Poof!"

Under the fierce and unwilling gaze of the Wuman Khan King, Xiahou Chong's spear pierced his throat with a single blow, and raised him high.

It was not that Xiahou Chong was ferocious and killed the enemy generals, this was the usual practice of the main generals before the battle, in order to deal with the morale of the enemy army to the greatest extent and reduce the casualties of his own side.

War is brutal, and both sides cannot be demanded by the standard of humanity.

"King Khan!"

The 100,000 barbarian cavalry soldiers couldn't believe their eyes, the omnipotent Khan King in their minds was actually killed by a nobody, which was tantamount to a bolt from the blue for them!

"General Xiahou's combat power is so strong, I'm afraid the foundation has broken through two stars!"

"General Xiahou used at least four-star spear skills just now, could it be that this was also given to him by His Majesty?"

Behind the Wu Cavalry, Zhang Yaoting and the others watched Xiahou Chong holding up the body of the Wu Man Khan King, with a majestic appearance, and couldn't help but be shocked and delighted.

Shocked that in such a short period of time, Xiahou Chong's strength had risen to such an astonishing level, and they were glad that Qin Xiao's foundation was even stronger than they thought, not only would the martial spirit bloom with dazzling brilliance, but they would also ride the wind!

The soldiers are all brave and bloody, who doesn't want to make meritorious contributions and practice against the sky? Now the dreams in their hearts can be realized!

"Go down and accompany your king. ”

In the frightened and desperate gaze of the other party, Xiahou Chong coldly shook off the corpse of the Wuman Khan King, and slashed his gun at several tribal leaders.

These people thought that it was a good opportunity to kill him, but they didn't know that he was trying to use himself as bait to wipe out the backbone of these witches.

"Poof!"

Although the leaders of the witch barbarians were full of blood, none of them turned around and fled, but in the face of absolute power, all this seemed so pale, and in an instant, they were picked and killed by Xiahou Chong.

At this time, Xiahou Chong's generals had also come to the front, completely forcing several leaders into a corner.

"King Wuman, Duying and others are dead, and none of you are the enemies of the former general and the general, do you really want to resist stubbornly and let all the elites of Wuman die?"

Xiahou rushed to the siege without killing, and said indifferently to several witch barbarian leaders.

This is all a regular practice after gaining a chance to win, even if it cannot make the opponent submit, at least it greatly shakes the opponent's military morale.

"We Wu barbarians are the descendants of the wolf god, belonging to the vast northern desert, we can't gallop freely, it is better to shed the last drop of blood and die!

The tribal leader who had a little way through the formation road said to many barbarian cavalry soldiers with a terrible look, and then rushed towards Xiahou Chong with a spear.

"Kill, we are the descendants of the wolf god, and we will kill the witch man with the last drop of blood!"

Immediately, the 100,000 barbarian cavalry soldiers were all like trapped beasts, roaring, and rushing towards Xiahou Chong and the others like a torrent.

They are not looking for death, but the fierce factor flowing in their veins, which does not allow them to surrender.

Otherwise, the witch man will no longer be the witch barbarian.

"Poof!"

It's a pity that the dying struggle did not bring them a miracle, and soon the leader who had passed through the formation was killed by Xiahou Chong with a single shot.

"Are you still struggling?"

After more than an hour, the cold moon was already hanging high, and Zhang Yaoting shouted to the remaining 30,000 witch horses.

He has always felt that the bloodline of the martial spirit people is too weak, and he needs to intermarry with a fierce tribe like Wu Man to strengthen the bloodline, these barbarian horses are the elite of the elite, and it is a pity to kill them.

"Stop, I'm willing to surrender!"

In the end, the leader of a small tribe said to Zhang Yaoting sadly.

Wu Man and Wu Ling are blood feuds, if they all die, I am afraid that the Northern Desert will be bloodbathed by Wu Ling next year, and the Wu Barbarian clan will be completely wiped out, so even if he bears the greatest humiliation, he will leave a few seeds for Wu Man to pass on from generation to generation.

"Dismount, kneel on the ground, and those who descend will not be killed!"

Xiahou Chong and the others breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, and immediately stopped the charge, and shouted to the remaining barbarian cavalry soldiers.

The 30,000 barbarian horsemen were the most unwilling, and they could only accept the reality of defeat, and they dismounted and surrendered one after another.

In the palace of the city lord of Lushan City.

"What, the 180,000 Wu barbarian cavalry was killed by Zhang Yaoting and Xiahou Chong, and only 30,000 remained, and now they have surrendered, while the two Shenhua divisions have only suffered more than 20,000 casualties?"

More than an hour later, after receiving a letter from the spies, Li Shicheng rushed up from his seat.

This is 180,000 blood-devouring brute horsemen, in normal times, even 500,000 Northern Frontier Iron Cavalry may not be able to beat them like this, who can tell him, what happened in the Battle of Ghost Slope Forest?

"Tell all the generals above the rank of lieutenant to come to me. ”

Yin and sunny struggled in his heart for a long time, Li Shicheng seemed to be a teenager old, and said weakly to a personal guard.

"Yes, General. ”

The guards seemed to understand Li Shicheng's thoughts, a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, and he finally received orders to inform many generals.

"General!"

Soon, more than a dozen rebel generals all came to the City Lord's Mansion and greeted Li Shicheng with a sad expression.

Li Shicheng struggled again and again, and finally resolutely said to everyone: "The general has decided to go out of the city and surrender, can you object?"

Many generals exchanged glances and said to Li Shicheng in unison: "We have no objections, and we all listen to the general's dispatch." ”

In fact, when the guards summoned them, they had already expected this ending.

They can now be called the lost dogs, they don't have the blood courage and faith of the Wu barbarian horseman, how can they have the courage to fight with the two Shenhua tribes who have just annihilated 150,000 barbarian horsemen and whose morale is like a rainbow?

No matter what happens after the fall, it is better to have at least some hope of surviving than to die in vain.

Even if he is really convicted and beheaded, at least he can not affect his relatives and family, which can be regarded as a kind of atonement.

"Boom!"

At this moment, a rumbling hoof sound came from the north, and Zou Qing led 50,000 subordinates to kill from the north with a rainbow of momentum.

To the south of White Deer City, several cities that were originally captured by Wu Man have already been leveled by his troops.

Wu Man is good at attacking but not good at defending, so there are very few defenders in the cities, and he has many treasures given by Qin Xiao, so he is naturally like a bamboo.

"General Li Shicheng, I am willing to surrender to the generals. ”

After the three Shenhua troops were combined, Li Shicheng led many generals to climb the city wall and shouted to Zhang Yaoting and the three of them to surrender.

"Quasi-surrender, open the city gate, take the song as a unit, go out of the city one by one to disarm and surrender. ”

Zhang Yaoting exchanged opinions with Zou Qing and Xiahou Chong, and said loudly to Li Shicheng.

At this point, the situation in northern Xinjiang was completely calmed, marking the end of the turbulent situation and the full entry into an era of rapid development and outward expansion.

"Report! The right general Zou Kun was ordered by His Majesty to lead 50,000 iron cavalry to reinforce him, and now he has arrived in Beichuan City!"

After ending the vote and putting Li Shicheng and other rebel generals into a heavy prison, Zhang Yaoting was about to send someone back to Wangcheng to report the victory, when suddenly a spy reported loudly.

"General Zou Kun (the third child) is here, let's go, let's greet him!"

Zhang Yaoting and the three of them looked at each other and smiled, led their generals, and rode towards Zou Kun's department.