The ending, in fact, was already predestined from the beginning.

Especially when the king of the right valley was bored and let the cavalry under his command also enter synchronously, the caravan's original difficult resistance was completely defeated and disintegrated.

The continuous screams and wails did not last long.

Soon after, the striking of the weapons gradually stopped, and the mountains and forests still carried a little warm hot wind at noon, gently blowing through the land.

As the wind blew, the rich smell of blood gradually dispersed, and the ownerless horses still vaguely flicked their tails and walked among the corpses everywhere.

"Wang, you have successfully taken down the Han caravan." At the end of the battlefield, the personal guards of the Huns respectfully came to the body of the king of the right valley, knelt on one knee, and clenched their fists to report.

"Oh? You're slow..."

On horseback, the bored King of the Right Valley opened his eyes again, looked at the direction pointed by the generals on the ground, and more than 100 Han people discarded their weapons and knelt on the ground.

There were all the guards of the caravan and the Han people, and the struggle that was still vaguely carried out gradually stopped.

After all, those who dared to resist had already been killed in the first place.

Now these undead and wounded were gathered together, trembling as they looked at the group of Hun soldiers who had gathered around, and they could only wait for the possible consequences.

Stomp .......

The right valley king shook the reins slightly, and the sound of horses' hooves stopped in front of these Han captives, and the right valley king lowered his eyes and looked down at them, and the corners of his mouth hooked a dangerous arc.

"What do you think should be done with them, King? Or is it still a slave? Seeing the arrival of the King of Yougu Li, the Hun generals in charge of cleaning up the battlefield hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

"Oh? Slave? Now we don't need these cheap garbage, since it is still far from completely taking the state, then there is no need for these guys to exist, besides, there are so many Han people anyway, there will be the next batch after killing one batch. ”

The king of the right valley shrugged his shoulders and accentuated the tone of the last few words, with a smile on his face, the firelight swayed, and his eyes looked gloomy.

"Leave no mouth alive—" he grinned, his eyes filled with mad vengeance.

"No!" The Hun generals should clench their fists,

Turning his head to look at the rows of kneeling figures, he gave another order, and the hundred Hun soldiers guarding nearby also raised their weapons.

And then... The slaughter began.

"Kill"

Pieces of knives were raised, and the more than 100 Hun soldiers who were in charge of guarding the captives laughed fiercely, or rushed up with their eyes closed and raised their knives to chop.

The cold blade fell, bringing up a large piece of flesh and blood, but it pitied the Han people who had become captives, and they fell down one by one in misery and pain.

"No!"

"Leave us alone!"

"Don't kill us!"

In the face of the blades chopped down by Sen Leng, the people of these caravans subconsciously got up to resist, and some people subconsciously reached out to block several knives, and in the blink of an eye, their arms flew up, and the cries and screams of people converged into one.

The Hun soldiers who killed madly, the Hun soldiers who wielded their blades wildly and fiercely were covered with blood on their upper bodies, and the blood plasma seeped from under their feet and flowed through the soil to the outside.

...

True cruelty!

A large number of Han Chinese people were directly cut down by the Xiongnu soldiers, and a large amount of blood splashed up on the crowded front line and sprinkled in the land.

Of course, in the face of life and death, there are still people who burst out bloodily, struggling and roaring hideously, waving the hidden weapons in their hands, holding the blades cut by the Hun soldiers, and slashing with their backhands a few times, slashing through people's necks and chests, and the blood light sprinkles with the flying blade.

A Hun soldier was careless, and he was really successfully attacked.

"I want you dead!" Seeing that he had succeeded in striking a blow, the rebellious man, as if he had come to confidence, leaned over and picked up the weapon in the hands of the Hun soldiers, opened it and shouted, then turned around and sprinted, and went straight to the king of the right valley.

"Huh?"

There was a knife in the sight of the right valley Li Wang, his body bent, and his hand fist hit the man's abdomen hard, and the opponent's mouth and nose were full of blood.

"Huh! The thing that is not self-sufficient! Who do you think I am? Are you as powerless as your weak Han Chinese commanders? With a hideous grin, the Right Valley Liking drew his saber.

Raising his hand, the blade in his hand slashed towards the Han man with bad intentions.

Hearing a pop, the plasma rushed to his face, the Han man fell, and the tall figure of the right valley Liwang walked over and squatted down, and slashed at the convulsive body again, and only withdrew the knife when he didn't move.

"It's a thing that doesn't know whether it's alive or dead." Wiped the blood on the blade simply, the right valley Li Wang walked on the Shura field, issued the order, and the dirt under his feet was a blood-colored footprint.

The tall black horse walked slowly into the place with its hooves, and the horse's hooves stopped, sinking into the already soft earth, squeezing out a dark red liquid.

"Huh." The right valley Li Wang squeezed out a little smile, and while stroking his beloved horse, he also began to think about the next step in his heart.

He must have earned a sufficient amount of credit for his attack this time, and only when he goes back can he have more strength and discourse.

After all, he is only the right valley king of the Huns, and it is not impossible to go further!

Anyway, robbing the border and letting his people spend this season in peace is to gather more people's hearts and stabilize their position.

What's more, in the eyes of Yougu Li, at this time, these Hun troops are like a strong man in the prime of life.

As long as they plunder many more times, relying on the rich resources of the Han people, the strength of the various departments of the grassland will rise again, and they will also have the power to wrestle with the old Han Dynasty.

"Hehe, Han people, you have made us Huns flee in fear and can't raise their heads for so many years, and now it's your turn to accept our revenge...

What's more, you are now weak, but you still have such vast land and wealth, aren't you just waiting for us to plunder? Hehe, the era of your bravado has long passed! ”

His voice was rough and low, and his eyes burst out suddenly with a cold glow that was not concealed.

The father of the king of Yougu Liwang died in the conquest of the Han army when he was still young, so he has no good impression of the Han people.

Now, the Han Dynasty is seeing the waning mountains, and he just takes advantage of this opportunity to slaughter a sum of money!

The horse turned around, and the fierce momentum rose suddenly.

The king of the right valley clamped the horse's belly, and his voice was like a tiger's roar: "Go!" ”

The horses neighed,

The rumbling sound of horses' hooves rose like raindrops, raising smoke and dust towards the north.

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