The Qin army, which was originally fighting, saw that Touman's reinforcements were coming.

began to rapidly shrink the formation, began to close the battle line, concentrated forces, and put on a defensive posture.

Tou Man was overjoyed, increased his horse's speed by a few points, and kept waving his whip.

The Qin people were so stupid, how powerful could they be in a defensive formation in a hurry?

If the thunderous Qin army is impacted, I am afraid that it will be scattered in an instant.

Just when Tou Man was overjoyed and thought that he had the chance to win, he suddenly saw that in the array of the Qin army, dark holes were exposed.

What is that?

A new musical instrument for the Qin people?

"Boom ......"

"Boom ......"

"Boom ......"

Three hundred swarthy cannons began to lean towards the fury of thunder.

A sea of fire soon overwhelmed Touman's charging army, and the horses roared and panicked.

No longer under the control of the owner, he fled frantically.

Like thunderous artillery fire, like the wrath of heaven, every cannon fire will take the life of a piece of Hun cavalry.

Those who were lucky enough to not die could come back to their senses before they were cut off by a black-armored soldier in a daze and turned into a military feat.

A piece of ammunition flew straight towards Touman, and Touman's pupils widened, looking at the galloping black iron bump in disbelief.

There was a loud bang, perhaps because of the blessing of the grassland god, and the iron pimple deviated a few points from its orbit and landed a few meters away from Touman.

The loud explosion made Touman's whole person stunned.

The smoke and broken debris hit his beloved horse directly.

The horse let out a cry of pain and lay down cautiously, lest he fall his master.

Touman stood up from the back of his beloved horse, squatted down, and looked at the beloved horse whose eyes were gradually distracted, and his heart was like a knife.

"Big Order, go quickly, it's too late if you don't leave."

"The Qin people have already been killed, our army was severely injured by thunder and fire from the sky, and there were heavy casualties, the Qin people took the opportunity to cover up and kill, and they couldn't stop it!"

"Big order is ......"

Several generals did not run away, but came to Touman, crying and comforting.

"Let's go, let's go!"

"Quick, order all retreat, how many can run count."

Touman came back to his senses, and with the support of several generals, he abandoned his beloved horse and got on a war horse again.

Then he took the people and fled in the wilderness.

The battle came and ended quickly, and soon the soldiers of the Qin army erupted into a landslide and tsunami-like cheers.

Then the fighting here ended, but the war did not end.

Touman took more than half of the remnants of the broken parts, and not long after he broke away, he received a report from his subordinates.

"Da Danyu, there are a large number of cavalry rushing ahead."

A sentry rider, with a dark face and dirty, said to the head.

Touman ignored him, because he had already seen the sky in the distance, and the dense black shadows were getting bigger and bigger.

From the north?

Could it be reinforcements?

Touman watched with a blank eye, and ordered all the troops to be on guard.

"It's not good, Da Danyu, this is the cavalry of the Qin people."

A sharp-eyed general looked at the black royal flag fluttering in the wind, and suddenly said with a bloodless face.

"O great steppe god!"

"Save your most loyal people!"

Touman's face was full of sadness, despair, and pain raised to the sky and screamed.

"Prairie God ......"

All the Hun cavalry were demoralized and prayed with panicked expressions.

"Da Danyu, instead of sitting back and waiting to be captured, it is better to fight with them, maybe you can still fight a bloody way."

The old man of the Muli tribe said again.

"I regret not listening to your advice!"

Touman looked at the old man of the Muli tribe with a face full of shame.

"When is it now, Da Shan Yu, give the order!"

Mu Li understands that now is not the time to repent, and this is the time when Da Dan Yu should do what he should do.

Touman understood what Mu Li meant, and immediately swept away the decadent aura and slowly spoke.

"Warriors of the Great Xia Clan, your king, I, Touman, promise you that I will bring you home safely."

"At the age of twenty, this king was promoted by the tribes as Da Danyu, and for decades, he fought in the east and west, fought in the south and in the north, led the Daxia tribe, dominated the north and south of Yinshan, and competed with the Yue people and the Donghu people."

"Your father, your grandfather, have all thrown their heads for Great Xia, spilled blood, and fought for their children, grandchildren, wives and children."

"Today, the heavens are not beautiful, and the thunder and fire hit our army hard, and the Qin people took advantage of it."

"Your parents, wives and children are waiting for you to come home safely, tell this king, are you willing to stretch out your necks and let the Qin people kill?"

Tou Man's face was not red, his heart was not beating, and he began to boost morale and prepare for the final desperate fight.

Of course, he knew that the scene just now was not some kind of bullshit, but if he didn't say so, wouldn't it encourage the arrogance of others and destroy his own prestige?

"We don't want to."

The Huns, who were originally demoralized and had lost their fighting spirit, joined the army, and suddenly let out an angry roar.

"Pick up your bows, raise your weapons, and follow this king to fight to the death with the Qin people."

"We want to kill back the prairie, we want to slaughter the Qin people, and avenge the dead relatives and friends."

"The Prairie God is on ......"

"God bless Great Xia, God bless our people......"

"Kill!"

After Touman finished speaking impassionedly, he drew his saber and rushed out with a roar.

Soon everyone brandished their weapons and followed their king on their way home.

"The herald captures Touman, captures the Yan clan alive, and dedicates it to His Majesty, a reward of 10,000 gold, and the first merit."

"In one go, we must completely annihilate the defeated army of the Huns."

Li Xin shouted at a herald.

"Capture Touman alive, capture the Yan clan alive, and dedicate it to His Majesty, a reward of 10,000 gold, and the first merit."

A group of heralds immediately rode away, shouting at the army as they repeated the order.

"Capture Touman alive, capture the Yan ...... alive"

The cavalry of the Qin army let out one uniform shout after another, wave after wave.

The two are running head-on, and the distance is getting closer and closer.

The cavalry fought against each other, and it was more about courage.

"End spear."

Li Xin immediately shouted, and then took the lead in raising the three-meter spear in his hand.

Rows and batches of Qin cavalry erected spears one after another, like rows of spikes, making people's scalps tingle.

"Crossbowmen ready."

The cavalry at the rear of the large team let go of the reins of their horses one after another and picked up strong crossbows with both hands.

Through the lookout hill on the crossbow, they began to calculate the angle, adjusting the arc of the best shooting angle.

"Shoot the arrows."

Just after the two armies were less than 500 meters apart, Li Xin issued another general order.

Soon the sky was covered by a rain of black arrows, and dense arrows fell towards the array of Hun cavalry like a shower.

In an instant, the two armies collided together.

Suddenly, people turned on their backs, and mourned all over the field.

One by one, the spears continued to stab the Hun cavalry to death, and some directly stabbed people and horses to death together, strung into a string.

The spears were used in the charge, and although the crossbows and spears caused a lot of casualties to the Huns, they could not determine the outcome of a battle of 100,000 cavalry.

At this time, the cavalry of the Qin army, almost everyone with a bronze sword about one meter long, began to engage in hand-to-hand combat with the Hun cavalry.

The vast majority of the Qin army was like a pack of hungry wolves, pounced into the flock.

Not only were they skilled in riding, but they were also fearless in death, cutting off the head of each opponent they killed and tying it to the reins of their horses.

This is an iron-blooded, ruthless, and indifferent army......