Bundun's face was pale, and the hand holding Ming Di trembled, but it was not because of the fear of his uncle's death, but because of the hatred for the Han man named Zhang Hao in front of him.

Zhang Hao's words just now were still repeated in Wuhuan language, so that everyone under the command of Badun knew what he said. This caused everyone to be confused and overwhelmed, and some people even began to scream in horror.

Badun slowly picked up the Ming Di in his hand and blew it. The melodious voice echoed in the minds of every Wuhuan cavalryman.

The cavalrymen listened to the sound of the hammer, and recalled in their minds the days when they fought with the Khan of Chuliju. At that time, before each decisive battle, the khan would blow this chirp and then lead the charge himself. Those days were really brilliant, and under the leadership of the Khan, they pushed the entire western Liaoxi tribe to the peak.

The cavalrymen were slowly soothed by the sound of uneasiness and fear, and looked at the young and resolute figure of Badun, as if they had seen the shadow of the khan again.

"Warriors, as the Han dynasty man said, our khan really died in battle. And as the murderer, he is in front of our eyes, constantly showing us his exploits and martial arts, what do you say! ”

"Kill him! Kill him! Kill him! ”

"Revenge! Revenge! Revenge! ”

Badun raised his sword and pointed at the Han army's cavalry formation: "Revenge, kill!" ”

"Kill!"

In an instant, the Wuhuan cavalry, inspired by Badun, changed from a declining soldier to a mourning soldier, and rushed towards the Han army with murderous spirit.

Zhang Hao smiled bitterly: "It seems to be self-defeating, the whole army retreats!" At the sound of an order, the Han army turned around and fled.

"Chase, don't let them run!"

In this way, they ran all the way and chased each other, and the two sides chased each other on the vast snowfield.

Thanks to Zhang Hao's pinching of the timing just right, the end of the Han army was always about fifty paces away from Wu Huan's arrows. This was just outside the cavalry firing distance of the Wuhuan cavalry, so that no matter how they fired arrows in the back, they could not hurt a single Han cavalry.

He gritted his teeth with hatred, although he succeeded in arousing the anger of all the Wuhuan cavalry, but the enemy in front of him was always visible but not touched, so that there was nowhere to vent his anger. Gradually, everyone went to their senses, driven by anger, and only cared about chasing the Han army.

After running for nearly fifty miles, no matter how angry the Wuhuan cavalry was, they were now filled with weakness and exhaustion.

At this time, the sharp-eyed Wuhuan cavalry had already discovered it, and a cavalry suddenly appeared in the left rear of his side, and he immediately shouted: "There are cavalry behind us!" ”

As he shouted, more and more people noticed this and began to shout incessantly.

Because of the shouts of his subordinates, Badon also got the idea of this cavalry that suddenly appeared. He thought about it carefully, as if he had just passed a small hill in pursuit, and it could be that these people were hiding there, waiting for him to pass and follow behind.

He suddenly realized that he might have been tricked, that Zhang Hao might have deliberately provoked himself so that he could bring himself to this ambush place.

Ratun, who had come to his senses from his anger, immediately blew his whistle and shouted, "We retreat, retreat!" He took the lead and made a big turn and retreated.

Zhang Hao naturally heard the sound of the chirping, and before fighting with the Wuhuan of the grassland, he also asked those guides how to distinguish the sound of the horn. The current voice was obviously meant to retreat, so Zhang Hao immediately ordered to turn around, and also turned a big corner to chase after him.

The offensive and defensive situation has changed, and now it is Zhang Hao who takes the initiative to attack, and Badon has begun to run back.

It's just that the Wuhuan cavalry has been running too far and too long, and they are exhausted. Although the Han army was the same, the ambush cavalry they had set up was still energetic and much faster, and gradually caught up with the Wuhuan cavalry, and began to fire arrows at them.

One by one, the Wuhuan cavalry who fell to the end were shot to the ground, and then the horses' hooves trampled past, and the bones were gone. In this way, he chased all the way down, and also achieved great results.

He had just estimated that the cavalry in this ambush was only 2,000 people, far less than his strength of more than 7,000 people.

But the main force of the Han army, which is also behind him, is almost the same as his own strength, if he is entangled with these two thousand cavalry, then after the Han army behind him joins in, he will definitely be defeated. Now I can only endure and run away in humiliation.

It's just that the physical strength of people and horses is limited after all, and when they returned to retreat to the halfway distance, the Wuhuan cavalry finally began to have horses that died suddenly due to physical exhaustion, and fell to the ground with the cavalry on it, and at the same time affected many people around them.

Bun Dun knew that it would be impossible to escape death after all if he went on like this, and he couldn't run anymore at the moment, so he felt that he was fighting to the death with the Han army.

After going around again, he went directly to the main force of the Han army where Zhang Hao was. Even if he died, he would kill Zhang Hao to avenge his uncle.

Of course, this time he couldn't run anymore, and Zhang Hao also led people directly to greet him. After running back and forth for nearly a hundred miles, when the main forces of both sides became exhausted, a decisive battle began.

The two sides no longer collide with each other, but directly merge together, riding on horses and fighting each other. It's just that the Han army still has abundant physical strength to ambush to help, and the battle is extremely unfavorable to Wuhuan.

He didn't pay attention to the others, and kept looking for Zhang Hao's figure in the crowd, and he soon found that Zhang Hao, who was surrounded by the guards, was constantly looking for an opportunity to slash and kill the Wuhuan cavalry on the outside of the guard.

He immediately rushed over, but he was blocked by a tall and burly man who was taller than himself halfway, it was Zheng Meng.

"Hey, my brother said that you, the leader, would definitely send it to the door by himself, and told me not to run far, but I didn't expect you to really come, my brother is really amazing." Zheng Meng easily blocked the oblique slash of the slash and said in a mocking tone.

Suddenly, this stupid guy in front of him dared to look down on himself! "Since you are Zhang Hao's younger brother, then I will kill you first, and then kill Zhang Hao!"

I have to say that Badun's bravery is not covered, he can be favored by Qiu Liju, admired by the clansmen, called a warrior, and his martial arts are also extraordinary. The two fought back and forth for more than 20 rounds, and they still didn't win or lose.

It's just that Zheng Meng is a few years older than Bang Dun, and he is much stronger than Bang Dun in terms of physical strength and martial arts. Gradually, Zheng Meng became more and more fighting, and it was slowly difficult to parry.

"You are quite capable, much more capable than your uncle." Zheng Meng said casually.

"What!" Badun was shocked by these words, and was accidentally injured by Zheng Meng for a while, and a wound was cut on his chest.

"I heard my brother say, isn't that Qiu Liju your uncle? I fought him at the time, but unfortunately he was too weak, and I slashed him to death in a few clicks. ”

Badun's eyes became red, because his father died in the battle for Qiu Liju, he was adopted by Qiu Liju since he was a child, and he regarded him as his own, and he also treated Qiu Liju as a father since he was a child.

Now that the enemy who killed his father is in front of him, he still humiliates his father with insulting words, and he wants to kill Zheng Meng desperately.

He used his anger to suddenly burst out with new strength, and he fought with Zheng Meng again. It's just that his already weak strength can't last long after all, and he will soon fall into weakness again.

Finally, after blocking Zheng Meng's blow, Badun was no longer powerless to resist. Seeing that he was about to die in the hands of the same person as his uncle Qiu Liju, he closed his eyes unwillingly.

It's a pity that he couldn't avenge his uncle. It was his last thought.

"Young master, let's go!"

Just after Badon left on his own in the midst of the scuffle, his guards struggled to find him in a sea of people, and several people died in the process. But the heavens paid off, and they finally found him at the most dangerous time.

is worthy of the cronies and guards who grew up together since childhood, and they stepped forward one after another, desperately blocking Zheng Meng from saving Badun.

A duck can't let it fly. So far, except for the bet with Zhang Fei, Zheng Meng has not let the enemy leader he is targeting escape. The desperate protection of the guards gradually couldn't resist Zheng Meng's big killing.

"Young master, let's go, the coming day is long, we still have a chance to take revenge!"

Reason still triumphed over anger, and although he was unwilling, he turned around and left.

Seeing this, Zheng Meng naturally refused, found the opportunity to take down the bow and arrow, and shot an arrow, but was still blocked by the guards.

Seeing that he had disappeared into the crowd, Zheng Meng was annoyed, this was the second time he had missed.

Night is gradually falling, and tonight is a rare full moon night, and under the cold moonlight, the sky and the earth seem to be no different from day. In the interior of the Central Plains, there may be some homesick, melancholy, and unambitious scholars who pour out their hearts to the moon.

But on the grasslands north of Changli, this life-and-death battle continues.

This bright moon is a good omen for the Han army, and they can completely defeat Wuhuan by taking advantage of the moonlight. Naturally, Wuhuan is not so friendly to the moon, and under her light, it has become a luxury for them to run.

However, misfortune and blessing are relied upon, and blessing and misfortune are lurking. The Han army was too happy, Wuhuan was pessimistic too quickly, and the sound of horses' hooves and shouts of killing suddenly came from the western horizon.

Zhang Hao also noticed it under the reminder of the guards, he immediately ordered the whole army to retreat, thinking that today's battle can only be regarded as a draw, and the left and right are just some black herdsmen, if they are gone, they will be gone, and they can't fight for them, but unfortunately they couldn't kill Bunton, and he who has an enmity with him may become trouble in the future.

When the reinforcements arrived, he learned that the reinforcements were only 500 horsemen, and they were unable to pursue the Han army that had withdrawn.

He didn't want to catch up either, and the top priority now was to return to the western Liaoxi tribe as soon as possible.

The news of his uncle's death Qiu Liju will soon spread throughout the grassland, and his son, his younger brother Lou Ban, is still too young to convince others, and he must go back to take charge of the overall situation.

In order to speed things up, he killed all the herdsmen and their livestock that had been captured. This is also to prevent other tribes from rapidly expanding their strength after possessing these people, thus threatening Liaoxi.

When Zhang Hao found the scene of the massacre, no matter how indifferent he was to Yidi, he shed tears of sadness. It's all Wuhuan, but the two are not from the same tribe, so it's no wonder that they can do it.

Although there are various nation-states at this time, most people, regardless of Han or Yidi, put their home in front of the country.

Just like now, for the benefit of the western Liaoxi tribe, he can slaughter the herdsmen of the eastern Liaodong tribe without hesitation. The same is true of the family and scholars in the Central Plains, who can ignore the country and the people for the sake of the family's interests.

After Zhang Hao ordered these herdsmen to be buried, he no longer pursued Badun, but continued to collect the livestock of the population of various tribes in Liaodong.

After excluding the number of people killed in battle and slaughtered, the total population of the various departments in Liaodong should still be more than 100,000 people. In terms of cold data, it is enough to make up for the loss of the people in Pingzhou this time.

A month later, Zhang Hao returned to Pingzhou with 140,000 herdsmen, 70,000 cattle and sheep, and 20,000 war horses. At this point, according to what he said, the war against Wuhuan in Liaodong is over.

The next step is to wait for the will of the imperial court, and see whether the imperial court will let itself send troops to Youzhou to quell the rebellion, or continue to conquer Wuhuan in Liaoxi?

However, according to Zhang Hao's speculation, it is more likely that the counterinsurgency will be suppressed. It is rare in history that when there is a rebellion in the country, the monarch runs out to fight with a foreign race.

Well, Yang Guang is one, there are rebellions in the country, and he still wants to fight Goryeo. However, he was too thoughtful, too advanced, too radical, one step ahead of the world, called a madman and tyrant, and could only be ousted.