Chopping wood for soldiers, unveiling poles for flags, that's about what it looks like. 3

Under the slogan of protecting their wives and children, the men burst out with the power of a flood of beasts, using their fists, teeth, and even mutilated bodies, to finally stop the Huns, and finally did not let them get close to the women's camp, and pinched them to death one by one. However, the cost of this battle was also extremely heavy, with no less than 5,000 killed on the spot, and the wounded were not counted. Stumps and broken arms were scattered all over the ground, and the people who woke up began to cry out for their relatives in a terrible way, and the blood in the sky was disgusting, but no one retreated.

Beiying, which made Liu Feng worried, finally nothing happened. This made Liu Feng breathe a sigh of relief, and at the same time, his heart was as uncomfortable as if he had been stabbed. If it weren't for the misjudgment of the situation and the killing of the elite soldiers with full armor, why would there be such heavy casualties!

The remnants of the Huns no longer have the power to backhand.

"Despicable Han Chinese!" Yu Fu Luo spat out a mouthful of bloody saliva, which was thick and slammed into the red mud. The handsome and resolute face was dyed bright red, and a pair of eagle-like sharp eyes stared at the shirtless Han boy, but unfortunately, no matter how fierce the gaze was, it couldn't hurt anyone.

The arrow wound on his back that was still bleeding was his fatal point, this arrow almost took away all the combat power of the most prince of the Huns, and let him fall off his horse early, and in the siege of the Han people, he never escaped from this last battlefield. On Yu Fuluo's side, 3,000 Hun cavalry either died or fled, and there were less than ten people left, all of whom were wounded, supported or kneeling, snuggled together, their eyes were full of dead air, and their sorrow was greater than their hearts were dead.

Yu Fuluo was unwilling, he was still very young, he still had strong dreams, he didn't want to die like this, he died in the hands of a group of Han farmers. It's a pity that he can't change anything except hatred and resentment. Even though he is the great prince of the Huns, the future Hun Dadanyu, the overlord of the grassland, and the proud son of heaven who once made the Han emperors bow their heads and retreat!

However, he was defeated, and the failed person could only return to the final destination of his life, to the prairie where he haunted his dreams.

Seven years of surrender, seven years of forbearance, but in the end, it still can't offset the loss of this war, all the family background, and his own life, all of them, are over!

"I thought we should still be friends, but I didn't expect that the second time we met, it would be like this."

Liu Fengjing was bare-chested, indifferently looking at the last orthodox descendant of the Xiongnu royal family, the blood on his young face was gloomy, maybe there was a trace of pity in Jing Shuo's eyes, but no one could see it. He was also not lightly injured, there were at least seven knife wounds on his body, the most serious one was the shoulder that was split to the more than an inch, and a lot of blood was shed, but it was only a slight bandage. The former Zhongshan doctor, and later the Jinyang doctor, made Liu Feng's worry about injuries a lot less, and he didn't have to care about small injuries like this at all.

"Despicable Han Chinese!" Yu Fuluo laughed out loud, but his laughter was full of desolation and despair, staring at Liu Feng gloomily, and his desperate copper bell eyes were shining with hideous light, "We will never be friends!" Do it, do it! In the next life, in the next life, in the next life, I will slaughter all the Han people, and not a single one will be left!"

"Whoever hurts me, I will kill him!" Liu Feng smiled indifferently, "You still remember this sentence in your next life, remember that I will come to you!"

With a wave of his hand, hundreds of feathered arrows broke through the air.

"Despicable Han Chinese!"

The last words left by the Huns in this world are still with endless resentment and unwillingness, but the Han people don't take it to heart at all.

Under the mask of the golden eagle, Adei saw her former partner for the first time, the last prince of the Huns, Yu Fuluo, but Yu Fuluo did not look at her from beginning to end, and in despair, it was no longer possible for the prince of the Huns to wonder where these Xianbei people came from. 3. I won't think about the boring question of who my marriage partner is.

He's also a hero.

A dark look flashed in Ade's deep eyes. The sons and daughters of the grassland have always only respected the strong and remembered those indomitable heroes. The successful Yu Fu Luo is a strong man, and the failed Yu Fu Luo is also an unyielding hero, and it is this unyielding that has allowed the grassland tribes who have been bullied for generations to survive tenaciously, and raise their unyielding heads against the arrogant Han people again and again. Adele suddenly had a heartbeat, she suddenly had a trace of curiosity, if she rescued him, would he become such a strong person as Morton?

However, such a thought only flashed in Ade's heart, and she still didn't do it until the moment when Yu Fuluo was pierced into a hedgehog. Looking at Liu Feng with a tired face, Adei felt a burst of loss in her heart. The strength of the Han people is not something that the steppe people can fight against, and the 3,000 cavalry of the Huns took away the lives of no less than 5,000 Han people, as well as several times the number of wounded, but they were limited to that. The Huns, who had been expected to change the balance of power in the steppe, were wiped out, and their opponents were basically unarmed Han Chinese farmers.

All this, just because of the raising of the arms of this Han boy, the Han farmers who were slaughtered by others suddenly burst out with powerful combat power, and finally left these Huns who had survived a hundred battles here.

He's a strong man. It's a pity that he is Han. Yu Fuluo is right, Han people and grassland people cannot be friends, and no Han people will look at the grassland people in their eyes, even if they are the tribesmen of the grassland.

The Xianbei warrior Ah Dai who wears the Golden Eagle mask is cold, but when she takes off the Golden Eagle mask, she is just an ordinary Xianbei girl. Maybe in front of the Han people, it's better not to be a warrior, it's better to be a woman.

Silently watching the Huns return to the prairie, Adei took the golden eagle mask on her head dejectedly, raised her eyes, but saw Liu Feng looking at herself. Adele smiled charmingly, but she couldn't suppress the reluctance on her face.

Something hurts it.

Liu Feng thought.

One thing he didn't know was that even the dead Yu Fuluo could not know that in another time and space, it was this Yu Fuluo's grandson, Liu Yuan, a Hun who impersonated the Han surname, to break the capital of the Han people, capture the emperor of the Han people, and establish the first regime of the steppe people in the Central Plains, treating the Han people as two-legged sheep.

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In the eyes of the steppe people, the Han people are always despicable. However, what the Xiongnu cursed in the end was obviously not Liu Feng, who defeated them in a dignified manner, but the object of the curse was welcoming two people from Bingzhou.

These two people are Jian Yong, who was ordered to send the White Wave Thieves, and Zhang Yan, the former leader of the Black Mountain Thieves.

Yang Feng's face was grim, and there was a sturdy sword and axe hand standing in the hall.

Han Xian, Li Le, and Hu Cai, who was released by Liu Feng, sat in a row. Zhang Yan looked disdainful, Jian Yong paced as if no one was around, and the two entered Yang Feng's tent side by side.

"Why are you here?" Yang Feng glanced at Han Xian and the others, and said in a deep voice.

"I came to save your life, and you Yang Feng is dying." Jian Yong smiled faintly, and didn't need to say hello, he sat down opposite Yang Feng with a big grin, and motioned for Zhang Yan to sit next to him.

Zhang Yan sneered and sat down, without looking at Yang Feng and the others.

Yang Feng was born in the Liangzhou Army, and Zhang Yan was only famous for never meeting, but Han Xian and others were old friends with him, and when Han Xian was down, he also ran to Zhang Yan to eat, but now he used this kind of formation to deal with himself, Zhang Yan was naturally angry.

Han Xian and the others changed color when they heard this, glared at Jian Yong angrily and glanced at Zhang Yan again, calm and unmoved. Yang Feng sneered: "The person who can kill Lao Tzu is afraid that he is still born!"

poured himself a glass of wine, quenched his thirst comfortably, poured another glass for Zhang Yan, and Jian Yong said: "You listened to Yuan Shao's order and led people to stop the young master of my family, do you think it is a dead end, or a living road?" ”

Yang Feng was stunned and blurted out, "How did you learn about this?" "Yuan Shao sent him armor and weapons, and asked him to intercept Liu Feng, this matter is extremely secret, even Yuan Shao is unaware of this matter, but he didn't expect that people would see it in their eyes.

"What do you think?" Jian Yong smiled slightly, looking at Yang Feng and the others with different expressions, it was very interesting.

Yang Feng's heart sank, in his mind, this kind of thing was nothing more than two possibilities: Yuan Shao had Liu Bei's people by his side, or Liu Bei's people by his side. And no matter which way it is, what I'm doing now is just crashing into a trap that others have prepared! No wonder Liu Feng didn't take himself seriously at all.

"Mad Warrior Dare!" Li Le didn't think about it so much, he was furious, and pulled out his sword and angrily pointed at Jian Yong, "I won't kill you, I'm not afraid of Liu Bei, just look at Brother Zhang's face and spare your life!" If there is no one in the eyes of the daring, a certain person will try the knife with you!"

Jian Yong laughed. Zhang Yan snorted coldly: "I didn't expect Zhang to have such a big face, thank you!"

Li Le's face was red and white for a while, he put his sword into the sheath and arched his hand to Zhang Yanyi: "Brother Zhang was a great favor that day, Li Le didn't dare to forget it for a moment, but what kind of person did the eldest brother bring today, but he looked down on his brother greatly!"

Jian Yong stopped and stopped Zhang Yan, who was already furious, "Don't talk about the past, just say this time, do the generals think that you can capture and kill the young master of my family in one battle?" Why did Yuan Shao want to put my young master to death, but he didn't do it himself with his 100,000 elite soldiers, and let you be angry for him? ”

Yang Feng said indifferently: "Sir, we just borrowed some food from General Liu Shao to live, as for the dispute between your family and Yuan Shao, we have no time to participate." ”

Jian Yong didn't know that Yang Feng was already hesitating, otherwise, according to the agreement, at this moment, he should be in the battle of leading troops to break into Liu Feng's Dazhai.